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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Friday, November 28, 2014
◔ 9:05 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s)		❝ Ready for the end of term ❞

I am so tired that I am all ready for the end of term. Literally right before this – I bought myself a coffee, intending to bring it back. Didn’t happen; finished it all in one gulp. (btw just found out that a vanilla latte costs fucking the same as an Americano so in that moment, all semblance of my “I am going to only have Americanos from now on” plan came crashing down in a split second. Must have been the cheapskate Asian in me screaming).

It feels as though I can’t get by any day without at least 6 shots of coffee; the Fiona that used to be able to plough through with 3 hours of sleep everyday needs at least 6 – or else she’d just fall asleep sitting upright (just like she used to in Chapel :P)

And Soo spoke the truth that I keep trying to deny - “you’re just really tired”

This term is coming to an end, and it has been no short of stressful, hectic, and incredibly busy. On the bright side, I have every hope that it’d pay off – whether it is to have a more “relaxed” term, or whether it is to be enjoy wearing all the clothes that I spend my pay on; or the new lens that I bought for myself.
It is quite scary when I really think about how our lives are so deeply embedded, or even entrenched in capitalism. (especially in view of Black Friday today)

The term coming to an end is probably good news – it means one step closer to being back with Oisin, back in his arms. What I found really comforting today was his attempts to get me to go out tomorrow – I had my reservations; he talked me out of them. One can argue that I am merely finding excuses for myself, but… I do honestly think I need to take a step back.


Last night, I was feeling really sick and nauseous. I felt like throwing up, and I knew I’d feel better if I threw up. In other words, sticking my finger down my throat would have done the trick. But a little voice whispered, “don’t, because once you realize how easy it is to do that you will definitely fall into the bad habit”.

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