Korea, sparkling
Monday, December 08, 2008/1:27 PM
Six days. SIX DAYS. Enam. Liu or whatever six is in chinese. ENAM HARI DI TEMPAT YANG SEJUK. haha. Okay sorry I am very high right now. I just came back from 'raya-ing'. Now, I am in my baju kurung typing on my laptop. I just went to like one house which is my grandmother's. We sat there and ate NASI BRIYANI which was like the best thing in the world. I LURVE nasi briyani ayam. Or, chicken briyani for all you non-malay folks. I am so full which is good because I don't want to eat on the airplane. I HATE AIRPLANE FOOD. Scratch that. I HATE AIRPLANES.
DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE AIRPLANES?
HOW I HATE RIDING IN THEM?
sorry Zafran. I know you love airplanes.
Gah but honestly. The turbulence, the vertigo. THE FOOD. The air smells so FAKE. Like synthetic air. Air that is made. FAKE AIR. I hate breathing in the airplane. So what I am going to do to combat my eating problem is bring a packet of instant noodles aboard and ask for boiling water when I feel hungry. WHY HAVE I NOT THOUGHT OF THIS BEFORE? Ingenious, I tell you. Thanks mom for the idea.
I am going to the depature hall soon to check out the inside where everything is duty-free. That is why my entire family is buzzing around the house getting ready and doing last minute chores while I am sitting here and minding my own beeswax. It's nice being able to move in Singapore. I will try to keep my movement to a minimal in Korea because that way I will lessen the chance of my skin being exposed to more freezing air. uhuh. Please don't let it snow in Korea. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
This is where I end my last blog post before leaving. Good bye everyone. I will miss you all. Especially MY HULABAGI AND ZAFRAN. And my telephone buddies like Nabilah Zaharah and Khairul Azmi. And Faris, I won't forget your fridge magnet.
Will be back on the 14th of December. WOOOOH. We all know what happens on that day(:
DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE AIRPLANES?
HOW I HATE RIDING IN THEM?
sorry Zafran. I know you love airplanes.
Gah but honestly. The turbulence, the vertigo. THE FOOD. The air smells so FAKE. Like synthetic air. Air that is made. FAKE AIR. I hate breathing in the airplane. So what I am going to do to combat my eating problem is bring a packet of instant noodles aboard and ask for boiling water when I feel hungry. WHY HAVE I NOT THOUGHT OF THIS BEFORE? Ingenious, I tell you. Thanks mom for the idea.
I am going to the depature hall soon to check out the inside where everything is duty-free. That is why my entire family is buzzing around the house getting ready and doing last minute chores while I am sitting here and minding my own beeswax. It's nice being able to move in Singapore. I will try to keep my movement to a minimal in Korea because that way I will lessen the chance of my skin being exposed to more freezing air. uhuh. Please don't let it snow in Korea. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
This is where I end my last blog post before leaving. Good bye everyone. I will miss you all. Especially MY HULABAGI AND ZAFRAN. And my telephone buddies like Nabilah Zaharah and Khairul Azmi. And Faris, I won't forget your fridge magnet.
Will be back on the 14th of December. WOOOOH. We all know what happens on that day(:
self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities.
I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.
read my lips.
they're watching.
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