boring uk.

its times like this that makes me so eager to get back to my homeland and all my beloved people.

it's only the 3rd week and im so bored and tired of everything here. honestly, i dont really like the company that im with, esp the guys. they are such a boring bunch. they act like old ah peks whose favourite hobby is sitting on the couch, shaking their legs and smoking away, forcing us girls to become passive smokers.

we girls wanted to do sth tonight. like truth or dare. or perhaps go out and explore leicester in the night (clubbing excluded). or perhaps go experience watching movies in the theatre here.

and all they said was "huh? r u crazy?"

they just wanna stay in their pathetic rooms sleeping, studying (and its only the 5th day of sch) or go down to the pathetic garden and start smoking away again.

boring old farts.

anyway im starting to feel more distant with this supposedly closest buddy of mine. perhaps he's trying to distant himself from me. or perhaps im the one trying to tear myself from him.

i dont know but it seems like our level of tolerance towards each other is getting lower by the day. one small little thing and we can make a big fuss out of it. although we are always back to normal again the next day.

but soon the cycle will start again. and im getting sick and tired of it.

sick and tired of everything here.

oh guess what? monica just suggested me to go over her kitchen and play cards. cos her interesting neighbours invited us over. whoopie! i was almost bored to tears and guess i shld go!

update again soon. tata