Casablanca, Morocco

I LOVE CASABLANCA.

It has something to do with the weather. A combination of the sun and cool wind blowing on your face. There were so many perfect scenes that I would LOVE to take a photo of, but the people looked too fierce so I didn't want to risk it.

I went with wonderful crew. We had the greatest donut ever lived, bought my first fridge magnet, a new 'african' looking wallet and a 'I love Casablanca' teeshirt.

After that I drank lots of beer and sat facing the sea of cars driving past... Love it. :D

Halas.

Moscow, Russia

I have been thinking about the meaning of travelling; what is it exactly? Does it involve taking a lot of photos and leaving yourself a bunch of memories afterwards, or would it be better to just walk along the streets and experience then and there?

I couldn't find an answer, because I find myself unable to explain what I've experienced when I leave the country without photos as evidence of myself having been there... Yet I never truly enjoy when I am taking photos all the time.

I think I'm a lone traveller. I can't stand it when I travel with other people because I can't truly be myself.

I want to stand by a random street stall and choose the perfect postcard to bring home with me as long as possible.

I want to tear when I see a group of musicians playing Canon In D along the streets without feeling embarrassed.

I want to sit on the steps, do nothing and just observe everyone walking by.

I want to eat the worse local food,

and then take the subway slowly back to the hotel...

I know everything sounds too idealistic.

I am TOO idealistic.

I need to stop myself and come back to Earth.

I'm addicted to this song after watching the British sitcom 'Coupling'. It's simply hilarious...



Off to play my guitar ♥

i dont miss home anymore. i miss my family and some friends, but other than that... there's nothing left for me in Singapore. i think of all the disappointments my friends had given me... i thought of all i had before i came here: the someone whom i was 'close' with for more than 2 years. u know what, i don't miss u but what i hate about it is that we never got to say a proper goodbye... well i tried to say it, but i never got one back.

human relationships are so complex. how can 2 people be so close one second, and not know anything about each other the next? i used to ask people around me this question, but now i got the answer.

it is just how it is.

i think it is hard for me to get close to anyone again. i feel like part of me disappeared in the period of time we were together. i do not know who i really am... i FORGOT who i really am.

and now im looking for myself again.

im glad to get my freedom, independence and individualism back!

im going to Moscow tomorrow and i should sleep... instead i wanna stay awake all night talking rubbish. LOL.

i should take more photos. but not too many. i want the out of body experience when i am stepping on the soil of another country. ♥

i miss kohi-chan

being a young adult is difficult. we have to make our own decisions and be responsible and all that shit. i dont want to. i want to be given the permission to be childish and irresponsible, still.

i know it's not possible now...

i know i promised more entries after i get layovers... but i have just been too lazy. i have also been relying on others to take all the photos. HAHAHA

i cannot stand returning back to an empty BUILDING. with all my friends out on flights and no one to talk to. :(

i cannot stand that empty hotel room with two beds.

but i love it all.

Paloma

Hello myself, I know I should update my blog more often but I have a lack of inspiration.
Had my very first flight yesterday and it was great. When I start having layovers, I would start posting pictures and updating more often!

Super act cute pictures of mine.

Im gonna graduate in a weeks' time!!!

Have many photos but they're all in my frens' camera... I keep forgetting to bring a camera with me. :(

Really had a lot of fun these few days... Guess it's time to pack my room. HAHAHA. and wash my laundry. You won't believe how much has piled up... CRAZINESS!

Nobody wants to send me a package from Singapore.. :( words that come out are 'i miss u a lot' but when action has to be taken.. None taken, apparently. I hate u... Bye