Tick Tock

Okay this is a mini long-term revival of my blog, since my live diary Ian Tantono has very timely flown off to Perth to further his studies and left me here to moan and groan to a digital page.

"Fine, I still love you k."
"Yes I blame you for going overseas."
"No you jolly well know that I can't go over and visit you because my dad is strict."
"Yeah right you miss me, with all your bike parks there I'm sure there'll be very little time for that."

Eeeeeejit.

As you can see I'm not in the best of moods. Cried my eyes to a perma-swollen state and don't have the mood to do anything else. I've even resorted to tracking his flight status like a professional stalker (he has landed but there's not a single notification on my mobile nor other sources available).

Have been trying to hold back these past few days before his departure and when I broke down at the airport, all this eejit can say is "You'll be fine." ??!?!?!?!?!?
Yeah DUH I will be fine, I'm not the suicidal kind and everything but HELLOOOO I'm crying because I won't be able to touch your bare flesh for almost half a year at least like a pervert jailbird. I'm crying because there will be an empty side to my bed and I can't spend the weekday nights and weekends watching drama series with you in bed. I'M CRYING CUZ YOU'LL BE AWAY AND I BLOODY MISS YOU you douchebag.

Yes I love you la so please TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE NOW.

& oh I cut my hair short last december. Planning to go for hair4hope this july SUPPORT OK!