I feel like aunt agony. Maybe that's why the procrastication. 600 comments to look through. I feel sad. Cause if they are so different, there is nothing I can do to help them look any better.

*Edit 5 mins after last entry - ARGHZ!!! grandmother stories! Why bother writing 5 lines when 1 will suffice?

It is 12:18. I have work to do. I have school tomorrow at 9. Should I sleep? or should I plough on?

I have been blog surfing instead of doing my work. Procrastination is bad. I know. and yet, i persist.

I have unwritten blog entries. More procrastination. Vienna, Berlin, Heidiland, Engelberg, Yishan in St Gallen, my jog to the Wildpark. and after Saturday, UK and Spain.

Dinner at my place for the bunch of Asian exchange people tomorrow. I'm making chinese soup! my 2nd time in 1 week!

I'm feeling alone. and tired. I so want to rest. But I have class tomorrow and Friday. They are full day classes (9 to 6 tmr and 8 to 5 on Fri). I want a break. I want to sleep early, to stay at home and do nothing but watch and read stuff. I can't.

I am leaving for London on Sat. I will be away for 1 week. When I return, the whole school thing just starts over again.

Was I too ambitious? Am I travelling too much? Travel fatigue perhaps?

I didn't know what to cook for dinner tonight. I wanted my dinner to be ready for me. I wanted to be able to eat my hor fun from a zi char stall. I want my hokkien mee.

Wishing I can somehow be back home NOW. Missing people loads. I.AM.TIRED.

May tomorrow be a better day (with a full day course, not thinking it's gonna happen)

I am spending my 22nd birthday in a domesticated way...

Yishan, who 'bus-ed' over on Vienna to spend the last few days with me left this morning... Appreciate the gesture and had loads of fun.

Since today's a Sunday... and I'm have rather tight schedules the next few days, I have to do my laundry today. Basically, going to chill at home, maybe even go for a run in the evening and straighten up my room.

Not to mention, some work to do, entries and photos to post up.

Happy 22nd Bday to me! :)

Dang! 5 minutes and everything changes!

I was following livescores of both the soccer match of the FA Cup Final between Manchester United and Chelsea and the semifinal tennis match between Nadal and Hewitt.

Man U and Chelsea were 0-0 and playing extra time and then within 5 minutes, Chelsea scored. Bleahz! and they went on to win the cup.

and then, Hewitt, who was playing well against Nadal today also lost. (Can't someone just break Nadal's clay streak?)

Sports results not going my way that's all... :)

Life in Singapore seem so distant now. What do I do at home? What do I do on weekends? Definitely not vacuuming my floor, nor washing my clothes. I do not have to cook lunch or dinner, or worry about what to eat or if I have enough food to last me x days.

I take the bus/MRT around, but where do I go? To school? To town? What do I do in town? How do I manage to stay in school for 6 hours 5 days a week?

In truth, I'm a little scared of returning to Singapore. I'm sure things will go back to normal and I will adapt back to life there. I will survive, just like how I've survived venturing here. It's just that life in Switzerland has just become the norm now and I'm so comfortable with everything. . I lead my life the way I want it. Plan almost everything on my own and everything.

It's just like when you have experienced something good, it is hard to settled back into something not that ideal.

Oh sure.. I miss hanging out with friends, going for ktv sessions with the Gassy gals, chill out sessions with everyone. Dessert and gsr sessions with Meiju and Baoqin, having fun with Social science ppl. Playing games at Mind Cafe and stuff.

I miss crapping with my sis, chatting with my mum. Watching soccer with my dad and watching my brother play his mindless games. I miss curling up in my bed with a good book.

But when I think of what I actually do on a day to day basis in Singapore, I really don't have am amswer. Maybe it's because I was so used to life in Singapore before I came over.

Maybe it's too premature to think about what I will miss when I leave... but the thoughts do loom overwhelmingly when I realise I am almost halfway through my term. And now, time just seem to fly. I wake up, have breakfast, go to school, come back, prepare dinner, have dinner and then spend some time in front of the computer and voila, the day is gone.

Oh well... may tomorrow be a better day!

Having some kind of 'blogstipation' here... Topics pop out and then discarded, ideas drift in and out and I can't seem to string proper sentences together. This is going to be a rambling post, with loads of mished and mashed thoughts...

Watched the Korean movie, 200 pounds Beauty last week. Of plastic surgery and attaining beauty. Would only pretty girls find happiness? Do all men look at girls so shallowly? I think this is a pretty good movie. Do you lose yourself in the process of achieving something? Is beauty all that matters? The topics discussed in this movie is nothing new, but I do like how it is presented.

On another note, been here for almost 2 months. (2 more days to my 2nd month here). Happily settled in, loving life. Now, I am wishing my last 2 months here will be longer...

From balking at the price of groceries on my first day to just indifference and acceptance now.
Got use to walking almost everywhere.
Ich kann kochen (I can cook) - and pretty decently I must say. hahaha...
From travelling here with locals I barely know, to meeting new friends from other countries.

And more importantly, living a psuedo jet-setting lifestyle. I've been out almost every weekend since I've arrived. And out means out of the country or the small town I am in. I just think.. how much this would change when I go back to Singapore - I mean I don't even travel out of Singapore every year - not to mention every weekend!

Is there such a thing as over travelling?

Meanwhile, everyday, or every trip is a new experience.

My first week in St Gallen - surviving without my laptop adaptor, getting used to life here.
To Paris, I took my first night train, alone.
At Saentis, I experienced my first time on a snowcapped mountain.
To Munich, the uneasy feeling of walking around a concentration camp.
In Vienna, got back into a big city. A mix of magnificent historical buildings and a busy shopping street.
In Berlin, went for my first tennis tournament - seeing the big name stars upclose and a spat of fan-girling.


And in Switzerland, just the wonderful, wonderful scenary. I'm so going to miss the mountains and lakes - sights I would never fail to spot on a train ride.

AHHHHH!!! Liverpool!!!

Just came back from watching the penalties of the Champions League semifinals between Liverpool and Chelsea! Liverpool beat Chelski on penalties! 4-1!!!

Was kinda following the score online and when the aggregate was still 1-all after the extra time, I decided to go out to watch the penalties. Afterall, I am just like 1 hour ahead of UK. So not as if I would lose sleep over it or sth.

My loyalties still lie with Man U... but was just willing Liverpool to win this. or rather, hoping that Chelsea will lose. Hahaha... Why? I just happen to not like them, or rather, their manager, or maybe just both.

Hahaha... my heart was in my mouth when I saw them getting ready to take the penalties. Could see the tension on both the players' and manager's faces.

Almost whooped aloud for joy when Reina (Liverpool's) goalkeeper saved Robben's shot, giving Liverpool a 1-0 lead for penalties. And then again, he saved Chelsea's 3rd shot by Geremi. And Kuyt fired his shot past Cech to clinch a berth in the Champions League finals for Liverpool! All of Liverpool's penalty shots went in. Not bad huh?

Now, Man U has to win or draw tmr night's match to get there!
*btw, I think Xabi Alonso of Liverpool is quite cute! :)