Hey peeps.. I just came back from Jakarta this Afternoon!
PLayed 8 days or more in a row.. so tiring.. Physically and mentally.. I swear I have to wake up like averaging 8am in the morning.. I SWEAR! I am so tired and I hate waking up early.
I played crap for the open but won myself a little trophy *laughs*
The trip was good.. met a lot of new people and made alot of friends..
Really enjoied my stay there and people there knows that I love donut and gave me donuts EVERYDAY.. Seriously.. maybe u dun believe it.. but I am sick of it.. yes already.. I think right now is a love hate relationship.. cos it really does make me fat..
I had the best durians in Jakarta like totally.. best DUrians I had in my life.. -so far-
Hmm wat else.. Just dunno why I can't stop missing Brad.. Feel so helpless.. I feel so insecure.. SUPER insecure.. I dunno y.. lack of confidence? maybe.. let's work on my confidence level from today then.. Who Needs Brad anyway! -=I do=- :(
Didnt really buy much.. Bought myself a really cute golf head cover and WAri (indonesian fren) bought me a pair of earrings.. :) very nice.. hmm bought more than 1 dozen of donuts and cake for the family and a cap from the most expensive golf course in Jakarta for Dad.. Nah.. I didn't buy any presents.. its a low budget no budget trip. :(
Oh.. today when I landed in singapore I called everyone and of course Brad and I think its a record.. We talked on the phone for like nearly 10mins! The longest chat we ever had.. haha.. I always remember things like that and things like these make me so happy.. I always wonder if he feels the same way too.. Maybe he can tell me next time.. N I only want truth k! :) Nothing hurts me anymore.. haha... I am a warrior! wats the worst thing? Cry.. lol.. Crying is fun.. I love crying.. lalala.. I am so tired.. I dun even know wat I am talking about..
Y is everyone not home? I feel so lonely... WHy do I have to do everything myself? where is everyone? I am so sad.. I feel like crying.. I want a hug.. *hugs teddy cow*
*perpetually insecure, help me*
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