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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Saturday, May 03, 2014
◔ 8:28 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s)
❝ Blessed :) ❞

I am not going to lie about how difficult I am to deal with, especially if I am close to you.

Ask my boyfriend or my bestfriend and they'd tell you about what I obsess about everyday:
1. Me failing
2. Me getting fatter

Because honestly those two are my biggest concerns that I can never ever ever seem to get over. Made worse my the fact that everyone's been posting photos of them working and I'm just here like... Fuck my life, why am I so fucking lazy; am I prepared to fail university.

It honestly must be a pain in the ass to constantly attempt to convince a stupid girl of the same things over and over again everyday.



When I was on the phone with my mum today (in Chinese of course):

Mum: So are you still doing yoga?

Me: Yes. Frequently, but not everyday. On days that I don't do yoga I swim and I go to the gym..... Everyone else keeps uploading photos of them studying and I'm here exercising and all...

Mum: There's no point in studying so hard and doing well if you're not healthy. It's more important to balance work and play.



Which made me realize how fortunate I am to have such supportive parents, and not to mention the most amazing people that stand by me and tolerate me everyday; the people that have more faith in me than I have in myself.

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