L.O.L.

I miss Hong Kong. :(

I miss the milk tea there. :(

I miss the commercials on t.v. there. :(

I miss the amazingly delicious beef chow fun there. :(

I miss mo heem lok yuen. :(

I miss the rainbow colored taxis. :(

I miss my cousin's room filled with games and lots of stuff to do. :(

I miss the very very cheap fishballs and churng fun. :(

HONG KONG IS THE LAND OF LOVEEEEEEE AND I WANT TO GO BACKKK.

Oh my goodness I hate writing essays.

It's like splatting verbal diarrhea on the paper and then handing it into my teacher. He'll have a look of disgust on his face because of how he has to spend three whole minutes reading this mindless crap.

Damn, I suck.

The end.

I wish I posted more... but bleh, nothing to say, really.

I feel that I focus too much on the materialistic side of life, things that are only temporary, why do they mean so much at the time? Why not focus more on the practical side, why not invest more time and effort on things that will mean so much more in the long run? I want to spend more time and maybe even better relationships between friends, sisters, and whoever may come along the way. If something decides to fall apart, then so be it and move on cause that's what happens: life.

Have a happy thanksgiving errrrrrbody! I'm ready for Christmas. :P