we're all fugitives.

Last night, I was in tears. I miss home. All the time, these sad thoughts enter and there's no way of keeping them out. I was so tempted to call someone back home, but I knew I had to practice to be strong. I was being such a girl last night. What made me so sad was that there's no one here that I can rant to, or someone that rants to me, and someone that understands. Like really, understand. And that makes me miss home like crazy. It helped that Pollo was there and he entertained all my silly questions like "do you think its better to be old or to be young?". We talked about Anne Frank, how it may be better to think with your penis than with your heart, his family, mine and he made me laugh amidst the tears. And I knew that he was tired but he entertained me because he knew that I needed some affetto. so THANK YOU POLLO :)

So today, with puffy eyes, I needed an adventure! Of course, the exams are near and I always do the stupidest things when I have tons of stuff to do. I'm a responsibility-shirker.

So, me and syida were sitting on the window sill on a sunday afternoon. I have done this so many times. 

But today, I decided that climbing out of the window and looking for a treasure would be a fun thing to do.

"Syida, COME!"

And this are our adventures in our own little backyard. In pyjamas and flip-flops, no less.

Being superheroes.



We made quite a din and everyone popped their heads out of their windows. Some were not too happy. HAHA. Fortunately, we are all friends :)



Finding treasures.



Bringing treasure home. Of course, finders keepers.



Decorating our new toy!



Now, it'd be like our graffiti board. Whenever we feel like it, we'd write something on it. And we'd get everyone who visits our room, to autograph it. HAHA. I know I'm fucking retarded. But better than being boring, right? :)