IM DONE WITH USA

I miss home alot this week. So much until I called my dad and told him "i'm done with USA".
Oh yeah, he laughed. Like so used to his spolit kid's style.

I dunno is it post-travelling syndrome I'm facing from the trip to the west, or a pre-travelling syndrome before my trip to Boston and countdowning in NYC. Damn! Sounds fun, but it doesn't seems to appeal to me anymore.

Then it might be because of the sun, cause THERE IS NO SUN. Night begins at 1630 each day, and I'm so missing the swimming sessions with Jun. Even just shopping in Orchard buying nothing is great. Which by the way, shopping in Washington DC is not as fun as shopping in Orchard. Cause I'm shopping alone. No shopping companions. No shopping buddies. My housemates are simply too man to shop... And there is only five other guys fyi.

Then I think it might be work. WORK SUCKS! Nuff said.

Then again, maybe I miss baby Bryce, for him just being him is too cute to resist. I want to give him a manboy hug! U know those little hugs dads/uncles usually do with their sons/nephews. Damn I miss him.

Then maybe cause I dont have social life here. I do click with some of the STRATS (most actually), but seeing 19 faces everyday for 6-9months can be not so fun anymore. I miss faces. The chubby one. The cute one. The black one. The skinny one. The Slut, not my bitch. too many of them. ...

Then again, I will be sogging by ass tomorrow. SO I SHALL GO SLEEP NOW.

Period.