Looking Back.

i realised i haven been blogging in ages. as i read through my previous posts which are mostly about toronto, i realised a lot has happened since. the semester back in nus has ended, 6 months have passed, 1 month of holiday and bumming, 4 months of mugging, a few mornings spent watching the sunrise in school from rushing FSA assignments, all the moments studying in school.. i can only remember mugging my ass off in the last sem i wonder why.. anyway it has kinda made me forget a bit about my exchange and the trips that i took along the way. and tonight i just like to kinda remember and enjoy this past for just a little while since i cant sleep anyway.

i look through the US road trip pictures that i have taken and everything seems so long ago. definitely unforgettable with all the shit that happened along the way. maybe i shall go watch the videos again if i realli cant slp. i remember santa monica beach and the empty chinatown in LA. i remember drinking with the nerds and losing in poker. i remember the fucking long road to vegas and the food at danny's somehow. i remember listening to "nobody knows" along hoover dam.

i think of montreal and niagara, where we lost our fucking money and the souvenior chip that i bought for us. i think of the emo times in montreal when we were just emoing over i cant remember what.

i think of the new york trip, where bobby fucking puked all over me. i think of the time when we all fell asleep during the broadway play. i remember listening to "we belong together" and "i wanna know what love is" while walking in central park. i remember sprinting down some alley in tt park.

i think of europe. i remember the icy cold in helsinki, the long walks we had to take to the olympic stadium and it ended up being closed. i remember taking the buses everywhere, to the shopping malls. i remember losing my suitcase and getting all so flustered about it. i remember new years eve when we were just walking around turku and tt unforgetable countdown.

i think of barcelona and i remember all the gaudi stuff.. the park, and the cathedral and just eating expensive spanish food which didn taste tt nice except for the last dinner place we went to. i think of madrid. and i remember listening to the violin by the palace. i remember sitting there for almost an hour just enjoying the atmosphere and the company. and of cos you still owe me my photos.

i think of toronto. and i remember the shithole that i lived in. i remember living with loud roommates who gave me a good time as well at times. i remember not attending all my classes. i remember walking the lonely walks at night just to eat my pizza a few blocks away. i remember smoking in the cold while listening to my ipod. i remember the numbness. i remember the snow. i remember the way i spent my time in missi, in roy ivor.

its always good to be nostalgic once in a while and tonight is once such night. but now i can only think of 619 and 1705.