About Rose: I grew up in Singapore, lived in Melbourne but currently call London home. I love gastronomic adventures, especially while travelling. I stated writing at 17 to remember how it all began.
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05 March 2005
6.28pm; saturday
this is going to be incoherent- it rained last night so the laundry is wet and back into the washing machine it went (we need a dryer!). it continued to rain on, all day long, and there was going to be hail so i figured i should bring the plant in. it fell to the floor because of the strong winds, peat scattered all across the balcony *frowns*. i like 3 heaped teaspoons to each mug of tea, i have a sweet tooth. the tea and sugar rush keeps me awake; because of the insurmountable readings that await me. i don't mind them too much really, but i seem to be running out of time. it's already sunday tomorrow which means there'll be a queer eye marathon (i think) which also means i'm that much closer to another week of school. that reminds me, i have tutorials to prepare for and a huge ass test in 2 weeks... which is how long i have to wait before that shop comes in with a new stock of v3's. i hope i'm not down too low on their waiting list. i'm tired of waiting... for the train to come when i'm late for school, when i'm queueing to have my purchases paid for, and wondering what it'll be like once you come back. the parents just called and mom is sending my tennis racquet over with more clothes :) but none of my shoes :(. my dad asks me what i had for lunch (curry) and how the summer is in melbourne. i tell him it's raining, and that the laundry got wet and back into the washing machine it went and that i need a dryer.
"you are far, i'm never going to be your star i'll pick up the pieces and mend my heart strange that i was wrong enough to think you'd love me too you must have been kissing a fool" -kissing a fool, george michael