GIVE ME THERAPY, I'M A WALKING TRAVESTY.

twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."


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Tuesday, September 24, 2013
◔ 12:10 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s)
❝ Dimsum just because I am lonely, heh. ❞

Sitting at a dimsum restaurant now, paying for overpriced Chinese food. I guess I was craving for some comfort food + trying to make myself miss home less.

So far home sickness hasn't fully kicked in yet, just feel pangs of it when I am alone. Now I fully understand the whole "go clubbing just cause one is lonely" thing. I am not the only one experiencing this - my own classmates are constantly asking to go out for fear of loneliness kicking in.

Anyways the dimsum was alright - I ordered char siew bao + liu sha bao + siew mai + dumplings~ over priced though and the char siew bao tasted really suspicious. Typing this is making me feel more home sick HAHAHA but I think I am alright :)


Experienced the wonders of London clubbing these few days. The experience was AWESOME. I think this is the only place that you can club with people from all over the world - my first night I clubbed with two Austrian exchange students, a Russian girl, and a handful of Londoners.

I got to learn tips and tricks in London clubbing. Shall list them:
1. Do not try to scrimp on the cloak room. That few pounds is not worth it.
2. You can carry your bag with you, but remove your valuables. Stuff your money in your bra (I am not kidding) and everything else in the pockets and, quote 'in that secret special place', unquote.
3. If someone tries to mug you, just give the bag to them.
4. Check for cab fares on this app called Addison Lee, which gives you the time + route + prices (haven't actually used it myself though)
Shall add on to this list when I think of more.

My first night was significantly more awesome than the second, cause I was about 10x more intoxicated on the first night. I shared two pitchers, one cranberry vodka, one shot of tequila, two Jägerbombs and one and a half Skittle bombs. I was high and happy and having tonnes of fun. It was a bigger group too, and the club (KOKO) was less crammed and I had shitloads of fun! Tipsy + lacked guts to go back by myself so I splurged on a taxi that night. Damage done: 30 pounds. Fuck my life.

Second night though it was a much smaller group cause many backed out last minute :/ and I was with a lesbian couple so I felt like a third wheel :( and the place was so crammed and someone tried to touch me lol wtf. I wasn't intoxicated enough - I think I had only about 4 cranberry vodkas; and I didn't have a Russian chick to do bombs with me that night :( I guess it is a good and bad thing to have a high alcohol tolerance. It was a great experience nonetheless, got to visit the Piccadilly Institute and experienced taking a night bus. Had to walk 20 minutes alone from school though - I was scared and brisked walk all the way home.

London has been great so far, full of wonders and surprises <3 will keep this place updated!

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