I travelled half the globe - only to find that I cry for the same thing I did back home.


Do you know that for as far as I can remember, I wish for the same thing every birthday.

I'm looking for someone who has seen the movie "Benny and Joon", and who feels the same way about it as I do.

Everyone in my flat seems to be so entirely against the concept of the movie, except one girl.

Everyone is so interested in dumb american mass-produced movies like Dodgeball, Batman, Super Troopers, Zoolanders..etc. I am completely not against these movies, and I admit I did enjoy some of them. But surely, people cant just think that those are the "most awesome" movies and the rest are crap. Those movies are simply about drugs, sex, drugs, sex, and nothing else.

The American in my flat just thinks these movies are like, the best creations ever, and that the other movies are just not worth it. She commented that Benny and Joon was "cute", "dramatic", and secretly implied its rubbish. While the others just thought that "at least it's not the worst movie I've seen."

Sigh.

I dont know what to think.

I think America should just explode and sink. Go Saddam. Oh wait, he's sentenced to death. Damnit. (To anyone reading this entry, please just get into your head that I am NOT a potential terrorist. I just hate the whole "americanisation". Maybe the terrorists are doing a good job, if only human rights are not infringed upon.)

It's a pity that such a cultural place like England has succumbed to the evil ploy of America and it's stupid notions. Even though the Englishmen do display a dislike for the American notion, they are OBVIOUSLY under the influence of it. (Btw, I am NOT denying the FACT that I AM 'americanised' in many a ways.)

God fucking damn globalisation. A massive earthquake should occur and shoot every country into far ends of the universe such that no interaction can take place. And screw the scientist.

nene.

p.s. I am just disappointed. And I'm just exaggerating. I think I'm pretty comfortable with my the way I'm leading my life. It's just that I dont quite like the Americans, and I'm a huge walking contradiction.

Whee.

and again.

One day, I walked down the corridor, knocking on each of my flat mate's door, and popping a party pooper at them.

One day, I got drunk and danced, and amused them all.

One day, I tried to juggle with oranges, and accidentally punctured one.

One day, I froze fresh carrots, and everyone laughed at me.

One day, I drew a comic strip of a stickman dancing, and they all laughed.

One day, I screamed at a fat ass spider, and my flat mate caught it and ran after me.

One day, I took a camera, took some candid shots, and they all loved it.

One day, I pronouced Caribbean as cari-bean.

One day, I tried to be a pirate.

One day, I tried to catch a malteaser with my mouth, thrown by my flat mate.

One day, I made my flat mates walk around with a football between their knees.

One day, I made my flat mates walk around with a football on their heads.

One day, I played cricket in the corridor with my flat mates.

One day, I put a balloon in my toilet.

One day, I wrote a note for my toilet mate and slipped it under her door.

One day, I carved eyes, nose and mouth for an apple for Halloween.

One day, I put a smiley face on an apple pie I made.

One day, I tried to cook.

One day, I got lost at Birmingham.

One day, I cried in my room.

Ok. Upon request, I'm going to update. UP Date. up DATE. hmmm.

Let's see, I've been here for about 7 weeks.

And I've got nothing to say.

I'm desperate for independence. And school sucks.

I want to go home..

wherever that is.


I'm lost, again.