in the open.
























todays reporting tut.















we have tutorial rooms. the profs just dont like to use em. its odd. wearing shades in class. its really odd.

It was fun while it lasted.

Now the daggers are all out.

I want mancini out.

I want mourinho in.


GG liverpool.

Thoughts on living alone.


Its quiet. Its very quiet.

The liberty to play music at quite obscene volumes.

Leaving bathroom doors open.

Sleeping with the bed room doors open.

Wrecking the kitchen.

Wrecking my dinner without someone taking the piss outta me.

Stocking the near empty fridge with bachelor junk food that needs refrigerating.

Stocking the kitchen cabinest and mountains of junk food that do not need refrigerating.

Watching The GoodFellas at 4am in the morning without the need to being mindfull.

Xbox360 set up in the kitchen. Just because I can.

No one sits on the couch unless I want to sit on the couch.

All round imbecility cause I can.




After this couple of weeks of living alone, it really whet my appetite of living alone when and IF I decide to go back to singapore.


if anything, just for the fact that I can do utterly unappropriated things where and when i want too. Now don't think dirty, what I meant was strewing worn socks all over the place.





Eileen, I was right cause I reckon we are the same sort of person/sucker. Useless in the face of material seductions. You sucker =]