they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

im back from bangkok and what can i say? i love that city. it's amazing what a break can do to you. being in a totally new surrounding, seein the different people, the different sounds, everything, it makes you feel as if you're actually home in all that unfamiliarity. i hadnt wanted to come home, but all good things must come to an end, or so they say. but nevertheless, it was pretty fucking great.

and then the days had to be worse, with the neverending split-splat-split-splat of the rain compared to the sweltering heat i was in whilst being in bangkok.

i miss the pulsating night life i witnessed at khao san, the many many throngs of bagpackers in their element of hippiness (which brings me to the topic of me wanting to be a hippie when i grow up, to have dreadlocks, and be barefooted while getting drunk, having fags at volk bar, this very insanely cool van-like bar in khao shan!), the ice cold coffee you can get for less than 50 cents along the roadside and FUCKING CHEAP japanese food which tasted like heaven. and oh, YSLs for 2 bucks a box. tell me, how can you not love a life like this?

i dragged my ass back to hall for dance which was a total waste of my time, cos we only sat around and made the props, talk cock and sing song. but watched the boys rehearse for hiphop night. which was fun. if not for the fact that i was pretty much shagged, i would probably have a better time. it's dance all the way till competition day, march the 10th. we better win this shit, so i can prove to all em talkers that the 6 of us girls got where we are because we are capable.

anyway, that's all that i have to say.im sleepy now, good night world.

i wished i could be in my nice hotel room, sipping vodka mudshake whilst watching hbo. vyt reality beckons. and that stinks.