if you haven't already read daniel's blog, well, we're back from hong kong. i loved it, i want to go back, like, now. there are so many things to buy in hong kong, even the most frivolous of things, which is great. i love the variety. and i love the public transport.

in retrospect, maybe we should have gone to ocean park and done the whole tourist thing and spend our tourist dollar. maybe we'll save that for later. maybe we'll go to new york and/or do a road trip thing to san francisco. travelling makes me happy and sad almost simultaneously.

i start work in about two weeks time, and it is very depressing to know that no longer will i be able to wake up after one pm. there are other things that depress me about work, namely the highly disorganised nature of work that i will be undertaking. think unrealistic deadlines and drunk english men who go missing at four in the afternoon. also, the obligation, oh i hate the obligation. it's the kind of obligation that feels similar to marrying some girl because you knocked her up.

anyway, the point is, i am unsure about the committment i am about to make to the working world. i feel like i am not ready to let go, like i'm being pressured to assume a grown-up kind of lifestyle. dress a certain way, behave a certain way, think of the future, make money and save money. it's all very taxing.

all i can think about is getting away. from what? to tell you the truth, i don't really know. how lovely it would be if someone paid me to take holidays as and when i felt like it.