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yes, I've been home for a while. HOME! glorious. I've talked to many people, walked around quite a little, and I've forgotten totally what was the excuse for me to do some self-exhibition on this blog. perhaps some other day I'll grumble a little about how silly I feel, blogging, spewing words... and the people who read it, I don't really care about? so why do some of them care?

and, bloody hell, WHY is singapore so HOT?!
jetlag was nothing but a really good night of sleep (omg 3pm can :3) in the face of my nocturnal habits. as usual. and now I realize I'm quite glad to be on the same clock as some friends. it makes chatting on msn, even, so much less strange. I guess I like to share the same night sky as yours. (I've got TWO copies of 8-bit. long story.)


hokay, on with the reminisicing. whip out your silly fake glasses and pretend you're listening. plane rides take alone are good for some self reflection, away from certain circumstantial evils called the internet and socializing. ok, it was BORING. and I didn't even manage half of Neil Gaiman's American Gods. (hard book to read quickly, that one) Thus, coming to a proper conclusion, all prim and dandy, of my first year at Michigan: I really need to get away and do my own things more, and know more people. (Fine, you American!) I must know what I want. And this time, I don't want to just make it through University with the grades, with late night studying and uncertain motivations, and not knowing anyone as a true friend at all. (well, they did say your best friends will be those from secondary school, but who's to keep you from trying?)

also, why was studying so stressful? who said uni was easier than JC? imma kill him/her. oh hod, the self-discipline makes me want to cut myself. along the arm, thank you. but no. random spewing of gibberish would suffice. I must say I'm quite glad to be back home, but I am not glad to have nothing to do either, after letting my family see enough of my face for two weeks.

it is SO GOOD to be home, eating my granny's home-cooked food. nope, I didn't chiong for famous Singaporean foods, probably because I never had them often anyway... I love my granny, her cooking, her worrying, her. She's the person I missed the most. It's funny how your family sends you overseas, all alone, and doesn't know what the hell you are doing over there, and THEN - nag like crazy when you stay out till 12midnight. oh the PERILS of being a girl in Singapore. funny how family works, eh? it warms you up a great deal, but it annoys the hell out of you too.



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the first friends I met after I got back would be the rjcsb05 people - 050505 anniversary on 050507 was the greatest day ever, in such a long, long time. some people don't ever change, and some of it I am glad for, some of it... well. I still react the same way for - give the damn stupid boys a goddam slap. we had a hilarious time at the zoo not with animals but fellow humans, and a sweet night of drinking games (where we drank barely any alcohol for the goodness of us all)

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SYF'07 for rjcsb was... I don't know... but I know Mr. Oura and the band did a great job. and I know that the music still keeps me alive, the firey passion still burns under this cool skin. to us, the tension is tangible, and we still feel.
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I joined the flute boys and some geeks for lunch - our "non-capitalist outing" where they spent >$50 on ingredients and drinks. wonderful. we made our own calamari, fries, tacos and sandwiches and were very happy. we gossiped (guys are THE WORST) a little and watched random youtube vids. yuan de and paul are coming to michigan :3 and I am so not going to let them freeload, thank you very much.





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ON TO DA GIRLS!!!
ladies night we pounded clark quay! oh not really. not much you can pound with a couple of heels, uber light, tiny girls (hell not me), except perverting some toes, I guess? we had some satay to start the night, and we tried to figure out where in the world is Amsterdam? (and had an angmoh laugh at us. xx, good job.) don't ever go MOS or Clinic unless its free, or you can claim your FIVE free drinks, or Geographers if you wanna stay sane. Aticca is the BEST . birthday champagne for karen-chan, and great music to let your body go wild to. I would go back there, but perhaps not so soon, because, clubbing is tiring >_<

smile! me karen qy xx~
we chilled out, took lots of stupid photos (which karen still have NOT sent us) lounging around at kandibar. xx's nice haircut/dye is stupendously amazingly tri-coloured. makes me horribly envious and willing to subject my poor dry hair to more weird chemicals. for free.


I also met some people I don't know what to say to them - it's awkward, and in the end, nothing happens. And they never knew who I was, because I wouldn't have let them known, in that world of strange motivations and benevolences.

alright, sensible blog post ends here.


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random musings

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phantom of the opera! thai express ain't express.

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timbre~ with E.I.C. Mr. siva is pretty cool :) rock music, not overwhelming, boring long island tea, pretty good company of dajie, stitch and DW. meiji low-fat (o rly?) chocolate and coffee milk was gooooooood X)

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Zouk flea market! why do people need to fuckin' smoke INDOORS? seriously? even when you are shoulder to shoulder with others? t<_< why are people so frickin' ridiculous?

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wildwildwet and lounging around~ plus some wind-warping alternative Evangelion ending session with mc.

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shopping shopping shopping :3 pirates of the carribean 3 was funny. seriously bollocks!!! I hope the first 2 are like that too, so I can be stupid for a day when I watch them... but orlando bloom is... pweetty. so was that little boy who had the piece of eight. so pretty.

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back to RJC!