me and my mundane life.
my repetitive life is gnawin at me.
i want to go backpackin about europe.
i want to see pretty things. like little red brick houses.
eat some turkish delights.
i want to see ugly things too.
the filth of backalleys. the racist graffitis.
i just don't want to be in my room.
all i see are my notes. my books. my notebook.
my panadol cold remedy. i need a getaway.
a romantic getaway preferably.
and mommy says europe is lovely.
i hope one day i can tell the world to farkoff.
get off my back.
i don't want to reconstruct it.
i just want to see if it can kill me.
but sometimes. life gives you a break.
like how my mcdonald is here.
:D