Monday, December 21, 2009

mushy reading, wooaaahhhhh

It snowed in Reading. And I was in Bournemouth. Last year when it snowed, I was sick in bed and could only hide under my duvet while my friends were throwing snowballs at each other and making snowmen.

Now I am back in Reading and will be leaving for home in 2 days. Going back to Reading, it wasn't snowing but I did see some snow. And the part which I hate the most was the glazed ice on the ground. Its so fucking slippery and I had to walk so slowly just so not to fall and hit my head.

Nevertheless, snow on car tops and some parts of the road was still quite charming to me. I imagined the novelty will only wear off after like, 5 years in UK.

Eh... wait. This was supposed to be a mushy post. Looks like I deviated from the topic. Ok then. Here comes the mushy part. I love my boyfriend to bits. I am not clingy at all but sometimes, I miss him badly and wished that he's right beside me. To provide me nice body heat to put me to sleep cos my room is too fucking cold. Ahem.

I wanna run my fingers through his muscles and gorgeous abs. Woooohoooo! Ok, too much information. I bet y'all are having goosebumps right now. Good. My work here is done.

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Going home in a little over 12 hours! Excited but stressed out. Packing and making sure everything (documents, gifts etc.) is complete can be so stressful. Sigh. I need a personal assistant.

:P


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