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LINGON
BERRY
AVAL
ANCHE
This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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title: I nicked some paper bibs from Ikea!
Saturday, 13 June 2009 AT 6:02 pm


I'm not even kidding when I say that I'll probaby move back to Asia when all this education bullshit is over. You know how some people (like my mum and sister?) say they prefer nature and small towns better, well I'm not one of them. Sure, I love my trips to Bintan and Langkawi and Tioman etc., but after a while I get bored and turn back to the neon lights and skyscrapers.
Definitely a city girl at heart, born and bred.

We went to the newly opened Ikea in Southampton yesterday again for a family outing because the day before was my mum's birthday but my dad had work so we waited till his off days.
(Happy birthday mummy!)

I LOVE CITIES.
Seriously, I was getting a little pissy because I had a slight headache and was in charge of the map-reading and it was fucking stressful work (thank god we got a TomTom today), but the minute we went over the highest point of Itchen Bridge and the city view hit me, I cheered up to no end. I was all, "OMG crowds, tall buildings, traffic jams, air pollution, LOVE YOU LOVE YOUUUU!"

So I was going through one of my friend's latest albums on Facebook just now, containing some pictures of her strolling through a mall (which I fucking recognised out of the how many hundreds of malls in the damn country) and I just wanted so badly to be back there right now. As far as city life goes, I highly doubt if it could get much better than in Hong Kong. Unless maybe...Tokyo, which has a completely different style anyway.

HONG KONG IS SO AMAZING.


HONG KONG, I LOVE YOU HONG KONG!


Okay, guess what, I'm done spazzing now.

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