you know the thing about blogs? is that you'll never know who's peeping into ur blog. and if u go like add a password or something, some intended readers may not have access to the password and hence was denied of the chance of reading about my oh-so-wonderful life. so ya...
troublesome troublesome.
but i aint gonna care no shit niemore. its like WHAT THE FUCK LA.. my fucking blog.. i wanna bitch i bitch all i want. big big loud loud in my blog. and if u dun like what you see go ahead and gossip bout me behind my back cus i aint gonna give no shit bout it.. (like i ever did) so ya. HA.
im not even gonna like give face and go bout corners hinting bout this person yada yada. so silly. not like you dunnoe i dun like you and not like i dunnoe you dun like me.. so be it. fuck care mans.
yes and this is how bad life has become of me here in lulea. im estranged from my "fellow singaporeans" (like i give a shit bout it) so ya.
anyways gonna go away and incontactable for this one week. flying off to switzerland. to the land of hot guys and eyecandies. to the nearest (cheapest rather) piece of solace i can find. to esther!! aha..
since idza's gonna abandon me and go rendezvous with her hot angmoh guy. i shall go in search of my eyecandy. SAMUEL!!
ok im uttering rubbish now its not even funny.
hurrr.. annyway serious serious. decided to go for a trip to geneva switzerland and bunk over at esther's place (cus that's what ppl do in europe. go for random trips like this *as quoted from idza). so ya.. gonna be spending a week there.. (got like fucking cheap tickets from stockholm to switzerland) but the catch was that in order for me to get from lulea to stockholm, the tix cost just as much as what i paid to get from stockholm to switzerland. but hey! aint complaining here.. bloody cheap tickets for me anyday please.
so then since i got this iffy new bike (i got this new bike.. mountain bike summore.. hehe) and my bloody flight is at fucking 7am in the silly morning, im gonna cycle ALL ALONE in the dark all the way to the city centre. and then catch the bus from there to the airport. ya.
so then cus i'll be cycling (on the snow sumore) i wanted to be safe and borrow a backpack see.. instead of using what i had on hand.. the shoulder nike bag which then MIGHT be slightly more dangerous (im cycling on snow summore lehs) and what better to do then ask from ppl you believe you could rely on best? fellow singaporeans. and the thing is that these two girls denise and wanteng.. actually had like big humongous backpacks cus their luggage was like overweight and stuff and like need big bags to like use as cabin baggage? kinda shit? anyway that's not the point. the point is. i bloody know that they have big backpack lying around collecting dust so wanted to borrow from them. HA. but surprise surprise.. cus they are going on a trip (good riddance) like 2 fucking weeks from now.. (i'll be back in one) they couldnt lend me their fucking bloody bags.
liew.. i mean ok.. granted i could go fucking borrow from nice foreign ppl... (who are most willing to lend me even their trolley cabin lagguage WHICH sad to say i couldnt take cus im cycling.. :((( ) but ya.. and msot ppl here being practical dun really have like bags lying around unused you know. so ya.. fuck man. i'll probably like lose my balance somewhere and fall to my death or something on my way to the city centre cus im being unstabalised by a shoulder bag. dang.
but nevermind.. training. undergoing this sorta training will make me a better cyclist and probably NEXT TIME I WOULDNT NEED TO SEE YOUR FACE TRYING (IN VAIN) TO GET A BLOODY BACKPACK FROM YOU. fucking hell..
ya so that;s all out there in the open now.. and i aint caring no shit. HA.
anyways kinda couldnt wait to get to switzerland.. esp after sec3 social studies.. hehe.. switzerland is like the utopia country you know? hehe..
i have now like a sling bag.. (which contains like all the essential documents) and my nike shoulder bag.. and both aint even full.. hurrrr... cant think of what else to put in them tho.. :(((
ohoh.. yokkmokk.. have yet to blog bout it.. hurrr.. shall do it.. next time.. hehe.. the most lasting thing that happened to me. on the way to sch to take the bus to jokkmokk, my ears kidna froze up.. it was a fucking scary experience.. cus like it was really cold.. i dont really know how to describe it but ya.. basically like frostbite on my ears or something. (it was like minus 20 in the morning) so then. when we board the bus i tried to warm up my ears by putting my hands to my ears.. FUCKING HELL the pain ar.. seriously unbearable.. like you just wanna like kick and shout and scream and stuff. really it was horrible.
kinda got them thawed. then for the rest of the day i had my hoodie on. thought that was the last of it. but NOOO...
that night when i went to bed. i lie on my side and PIANG EH.. pain sia.. cus my ears were like pressed against the pillow.. -.- sians.. so like had a hard time sleeping..
so then after the first night, my right ear kinda healed. but my poor left ear still aching till now. like hmm.. 3 days liaos? like when you touched/pressed it, it will hurt? hais.. but at least its getting better..
scary mans.. totally scared the shit out of me..
gosh..
ok its like 15 minutes to one. and i need to wake up at like 4 am cus im leaving at 5 am to cycle. hurrr.. wish me luck and may i not forget to bring anything!
ohoh and HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO YOU BABES OUT THERE!!! :)))