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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Monday, November 11, 2013
◔ 7:59 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s)		❝ Perfectly beatiful day ruined by a barrista with no brains. ❞

Woke up today, bright and early. Hate Mondays and usually do not look forward to tutorials, but I made myself dress up.

Wore my favorite shirts and a skirt and put on earrings for like the first time in three weeks (!!!). Even put on mascara.

Felt brilliant. Felt like the day was going to be great. The power of dressing up :)

Went to school and everyone commented on how happy I was HAHAHA.

And guess what, got my first graded tutorial essay back. Did not expect much out of it cause it definitely was not the best that I have written, but:
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Ok honestly it just made me feel so stressed because now I know that I have expectations to live up to. And I am sure that my tutor was just being too lenient in her marking. There were two 80+%s, the mode was 70+%, and the lowest was 46%.

While we are at this, a huge shoutout to the best proof reader on earth - you know who you are ꒰ღ˘‿˘ற꒱❤⃛

Well guess what. My day had to be R U I N E D by a barrista with no brains. I bought coffee (been drinking so much these few days omg) and I asked them to put one cup into my thermos. The barrista did not return me the inner cap of my thermos. And so when I opened it, I SPILLED COFFEE ALL OVER MYSELF. (And then later I realized that it was all over my bag and laptop case and ergo, my beautiful essay that I wanted to 'preserve' was stained with coffee. Fuck you.)

I went back to Starbucks and demanded for my cap. They initially said that they could not find it, and they only started searching thoroughly when I demanded to see the manager. And then they found my cap. Bitches.

Beautiful day, ruined by a fucking barrista.

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Anyways, had the most fulling lunch in London. Guess who cooked for me hehe. Was really touched cause I was just kidding (and I thought he was just kidding when he agreed to), and I got to taste his virgin cooking attempt.

Was so full that I could barely walk but hey I just let myself eat all I wanted because YOLO.

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