FLY AWAY TO SYD
on the journey to Sydney.
4 years in Sydney is an awefully long time.
Catch me before I fly away, cause I'm having the time of my life.
Friends come and go, but the close ones never part irregardless of the distance.
Monday, March 02, 2009
I'm confused. I really am.
What should I think of it all?
How should I face the aftermath?
How bothered will I be?
Oh, please make it all go away NOW.
I demand it.
On the Plane' .
shu wen
university of
new south wales
commerce & economics
june
25
christian
singapore
Friends say I'm mad by taking difficult majors, but I say I'm schizo.
Impressions I give;
First Impression: Cool
Second meeting: Friendly
Third time: Funny
Thereafter: Ridiculous to a point whereby you ignore her.
That said, I still
love all my
friends.
Currently residing in Sydney, my motivation in life to
travel anywhere and everywhere. I have this thing for food too. I love restaurant-scouting. My best friend in Sydney is a cat called
Fuzzy.
He is the cutest thing alive, way better than this bear called Buddy. My household contains of a monkey named
Julius,
and a Lobster called
Lobby. As you can see, I have a thing for animals. My secret fantasy is to shave my head.
Oh, and Badminton is a thing of the past. I'm taking up Golf soon.
Desires!
- Buy myself a degree, with distinction average
- Buy myself a driving licence
- Increase the members of my household
- Skydive
- Polaroid Camera
- Wardrobe revamp
- Furnitures for the apartment
- Soundproof my room so that I can blast my music 24/7
