Hi,

If you're coming here for the first time, Hi! Nice to meet you! And if you're going to read some of my older posts from my old teen angst self circa 2012-13, please excuse the pessimistic and emo tone of the posts. I was an angsty teenager who was struggling to ace her SPM. Please disregard any cringey sentences or remarks. I like to think that I am more mature and at a mentally stable state now. I hope any prior posts would not otherwise influence your perception on me.. Have fun reading! Or not, you do you.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Port Dickson




                     


I didn't get to see the sunset (except for the time when we arrived and that's only through the window). I had cramps on the second day which locks me down from actually doing anything other than rolling in pain and questioning my existence as a woman. By the time I woke up, it was already dark outside. I spent most of my time reading my old copy of The Kite Runner. The TV didn't have anything else other than the three national channels but they had Bubba Gump on TV2 so that cheered me up. Had seafood two nights in a row for dinner. I wish I didn't leave.

I hate you with the same passion I hate Bruno Mars.

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