See I'm all about them words.

I don't know what to say really, except that I'm back; I finished reading 'Keeping Faith' on the trip to Bangkok; and that maybe, just maybe, I am running out of words.

Thailand was fun. :D Shopping like nobody's business. I think Singapore is just crazily overpriced now. Bah! And oh yes, I saw many many trannys and it's scary because some are really pretty. My dad kept saying, "What you see is not what you get over here." Lol. I love the hotel's breakfast buffet. Whacked all the omelettes and ham and what have you. I think I'm a buffalo. :( Had a great time with my parents and I think we walked so much we probably could have covered the whole of Singapore. I think my legs have grown an extra layer of muscle please. Haha.

There's this thing about the Thais- they greet you by doing the wai to show respect. And the bad thing about that is that you have to use both hands and put them together in order to do the greeting. Why's that bad? Because most of the time, I'm carrying shopping bags on both hands. So, I always give an awkward nod to acknowledge the hotel staff. The funniest incident was when this Caucasian walked out of the lift, and was greeted with the wai. He was holding his travelling bag so he used one hand to do it. AND HE JUST REMINDED ME OF A MONK, SO MUCH SO THAT I BURST OUT LAUGHING THE MOMENT HE WAS OUT OF SIGHT. lol! just imagine okay. it's funny! :)

I think I've been thinking a little too much these days. But I can't even express the disappointment adequately. But one thing I know is that I'll look back one day and finally see how foolish I've been to care. Correction: To still care.

Why's it so that sometimes lessons have to be learned and relearned time and again, and it leaves you practically helpless as you sit back and watch yourself go through the same nonsense again and again, wondering if this is the last time. It irks me to have zero control about the way I feel, it really does. But at least I have control over my actions? Which isn't much, but at least... hahaha. I think I shall stop rambling. I'm not getting to my point, because there isn't any.

Brocolli is enemy. Haha.