tuesday, wednesday; stay in bed.
Exactly this time last week, I was in a plane back to SG with my two girlfriends, Joanna and Sarima, after our whirlwind weekend in Perth with Ness. Can't believe it's been a week! Oh how time flies. The trip was so much fun but ever since I'm back, I've been feeling a tad too melancholic for my own liking. It might be post-holiday blues or just good ol PMS kicking in (bloody hell so early la this mth!) but all I wanna do everyday is to stay in bed, sleep and listen to my collection of depressing music. And when I do step out of the house, I can't help but feel uncontrollably sad cos I look up at the sky and notice how the SG skies aren't in the amazing shade of blue as those in Oz. It just makes me feel so damn small, unimportant and alone. Sigh, oh well.
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I find it so hard to say I miss you even when I do.