Zay's Blog

We were sooo bored...

... that we decided to check out T3 of Changi Airport...

Well, not v. impressive though, the architecture, but I was kinda 'impressed' by the crowds. Apparently, there were people just like us, went there just to check out the place *LOL*

And i was right. Everytime when there's a new terminal, the first tenant is gonna be SIA. When i saw bunch of trolley dollies came out from the gate, looking for food at the foodcourt at lower basement, i kinda miss Talli... kekekeke...

I hope you enjoyed Venice, gal!

Too much crying...

I am stressed. Worn-out. Beat.

I couldn't find a way to wrap up my column nicely, and I still need a flashy headline for it. But my brain is totally stuck right now.

I need a platform to scream my tears out!!!!!!!!

I know, I am a lame crying baby. Everytime I feel stressed-out, pushed-to-the-dead-end, or overly-beat, I couldn't help but self-pity.

And it seems as though I've "purposely" accumulated all the pain and sorrow for this right moment to burst out. From day 1, when I accidentally got a cut on the back of my right hand, until today, when I knocked my head on the handle of that stupid trolley - which rendered in big swelling and blue black. Plus the fact that I couldn't finish the column. And nobody cares!!!

What a happy ending for my funeral.

Seriously, I feel wounded and abandoned. I'm physically wounded, and I have been abandoned by the bloody deadlines.

Just as you know, I am not seeking for sympathy here.

I... aih... nvm.