It's one heckuva night when you mix already-crazy people who just finished their major exams with a dancefloor, too much RedBull, Esprit and half-priced cocktails. (Parental guidance not allowed.)

I've been spending money as if I married a certain oil tycoon's son from Brunei.... At the rate I'm going, no one's gonna get any souvenirs when I return from London! *evil snigger* Ok ok I'm just kidding...all close friends will probably get something from me if the give us time to shop in between the plays, workshops, classes and museum visiting that I'll have to do. That reminds me...I haven't even went to the money changer yet...

I'll be staying in 8 different places over 2 weeks, and we're told to stock up on personal food since meals are not properly scheduled. Looking at the contents of my suitcase, it's like I'm bringing more food than clothes, seriously. Haha.

So anyhoo, this is probably the last time I'll be online, til I return. I'll miss all you nice people, you know... =) But for now, Big Ben's calling!

To all anonymous taggers and wannabe flamers.. Fuck you, and fuck your assumptions.

Just a thought.