lovers to friends,
why do all good things come to an end?
i'm back from thailand.
it's been such a tiring trip,
weird sleeping hours, hardly any shopping, and hardly any pigging out.
a meal a day would be amazing enough.
the feeling of throwing up so often wasnt great too.
to make things worse, spending the last day in thailand, sleeping in the hotel the whole afternoon.
the next time i say i wanna go on a holiday,
i'lll make sure to put in the word enjoyable.
the best night of my 4 nights there, was probably the day we landed.
baggage claim number 21 guy made my night.
"forget me not" was hilariously sweet.
bams even managed to find something to get to remind us of him.
thanks bams! (:
oh and her new nickname's CHUBS!
the weekend flew past so quick,
i cant remember clearly what happened.
not much pictures were taken.
mostly of the sea games site and siam paragon's alleys.
i spend the whole day today,
walking in the most uncomfortable shoes ever made.
walking home barefoot was probably the most relaxing part of walking today.
there's so much inside i wanna say,
but i cant seem to put them in any way.
i've been thinking so much every single day,
and in mind, it's just where it'll stay.
do you even think about the past anymore?
and do you even miss it?
i've got no clue.
so if you see this,
why dont you tell me instead?
cause really baby,
right now, you're so out of reach