Wednesday, December 21, 2005
goodbye and good fuckin' riddance international law.
6, 498 words in 7 hours. and i am fucking done.
tired from staring at the computer screen for 7 straight hours. headache, eyes hurt like fuck, brain feels like mush...
but i'm done. finally liberated.
joined the remaining s'poreans who are still here for the last farewell supper party in the nootka lounge. anne and charlene leaving tmr morning; adrian leaving tmr night. eileen has left; the rest leaving by the 22nd, either for some holiday somewhere, or back to sg.
funny how i feel a little sad. it's only going to be another 6 more months. well. actually more like 5.
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
tired from staring at the computer screen for 7 straight hours. headache, eyes hurt like fuck, brain feels like mush...
but i'm done. finally liberated.
joined the remaining s'poreans who are still here for the last farewell supper party in the nootka lounge. anne and charlene leaving tmr morning; adrian leaving tmr night. eileen has left; the rest leaving by the 22nd, either for some holiday somewhere, or back to sg.
funny how i feel a little sad. it's only going to be another 6 more months. well. actually more like 5.