
Working at Barclays Open has its perks.

Whambamawesome scrumptious food for every meal.

Totally cute and adorable kids from every single possible country in the world.
Not to mention the countless event models to coughoglecough at x:
HEY GUYS,
Dont go around rolling your eyes and pretend you dont know what that means.
hahaha.
Barclays will end on Sunday and thereafter I’ll be out to Malaysia till the 12th of Nov. Workworkwoooork!
Friends have been asking why the hectic schedule and I responded that it was all for the Aust trip I’ve in mind at the end of the year.
True?
Maybe.
Burying myself with work so that sleep will come easier at night sounds much more convincing to me.
OH WELLLL.
In any case, I was greeted with a familiar scent of perfume/EDT whilst I was rushing around the golf course and for a moment I stood stunned by the familiarity and the sudden influx of nostalgic memories.
I vividly recalled myself standing rooted to the ground and smiling.
Oblivious to the crowd cheering for their golfers and weird stares given by the people around me.
Thankyou once again.
Hope you’re doing well (:






