Hundred, Shmundred.

100th post.

Couldn't care less.

Home is where the heart is.

Easier said than done.

I miss home.

Home is where my mum is.

Now that sounds more realistic.

Don't get me wrong...

I love RJ.

The open house was cool.

The booths were so nice.

Not like back home.

I didn't take pictures though...

I met lotsa new friends.

I love RJ.

Just not the boarding.

In fact, i miss my friends a lot.

I feel emo.

Life is good now.

But it's going to get stressful when term starts.

I'm not even PMS-ing.

I hugged my pillar when i got home yesterday.

I'm going back to Singapore tomorrow.

I'm going to miss home.

I'm going to miss my mum.

*Cries*

I miss looking at the stars in Vietnam.

You don't get that here anymore...

I'm ranting.

I guess I'm just worried.

Joining the tennis team and all...

I'm going to need some time for the getting-used-to.

Gosh... my colours are running all over the place.