harlow world.

back from melbourne, where i kinda thoroughly enjoyed the cold weather, back to the humid singapore.

today, i painted my nails 3 times. i just couldnt get it right! firstly the colour wasn't even. then the top coat wasn't shiny, then it got too thick it was ugly. so i redid everything and finally got satisfied at around... 1am.

and this afternoon, realising that the sofa was more conducive for sleeping, we plonked ourselves in front of the teeeeveeee and then fell asleep. someoneeeeee came by, saw us sleeping there, stood in front of us and SNAPPPPPPPPPP! when we were in our most horri-gible sleeping position. tsk! i will take revenge. just u wait!

by the way, i miss playing Worms Armaggaedon. Whhheeeee~!

i woke up after the nap with tears in my eyes and started crying. been having a lot of dreams recently, which felt so real, and many times i didn't want to wake up from the dream. then i revisited a lot of childhood places in my dream this afternoon. it all felt so real, so real.

is it always the case? when you're younger you wished and yearned so much to be older, and now that you're older, you wished you hadn't grown up at all?

although there's never a time too late, and always better now than never, but today i realised, i'll never ever get another chance to forge a bond with dad. i missed that chance a long time ago.

off to karachi (AGAIN) and hoping to get back the sleep i duly miss.