just woke up from a long night work... horrible hours, disrupting my mental health...
thank goodness that bed wasnt the floor. the sleep was good until i heard the sound of gaming blasting through the doors.. that world of warcraft is addictive, but not for me... i prefer my needforspeed..

new place.. old place

today.... last day of lease at that terrible place...
that small ugly place... no more of that..

but no more of the close proximity of uni, neither the friends nor the workplace.

but here, in my new place now. though temporary, thks to Y&V, is a fabulous place. though no easy access to anywhere, 1 pathetic bus runs through here. despite all those... its a great place. own real table, own bed... reminds me of the time in currie hall... it feels good again.

my things are in the mess.. shipped 3 boxes of junk home.. cant remembered now, what i sent.. but i hope that i can sell all the items i have with me now..

sell them all... rid the memories and get some cashflow. i am too sentimental often...and that kills me, wasted time on pondering over those items.. why am i not bornt heartless, that makes disposing stuff so much easier..

its 9pm.. i should go get some rest... its hrs away from work.

oh before i go.... its Italy that won.... which they shouldnt have.... pure insanity..