Autumn Sweater

Hullo hullo!

Am frozen in Hue now. I love how this hotel actually has lifts.

See you guys in Singapore!

I walked past my sister's toiletries bag sitting next to my toiletries bag and felt kind of sad, for both of them are headed to different places and the last time they've been together was a million gagillion years ago. :(

Off to familiarize myself with a millennia of Vietnamese history now, starting with the immortal fairy and her tryst with the dragon lord. It's gonna be a long night...

I've woken up out of a nap into a nightmare, but then again it's difficult to articulate existential crises.

So I spent the day writing the written report for our economics project and somewhere in between snacking on a Whopper (shame on me, yes I know) and having a Tendergrill for lunch, I fell into a trancelike state amid microeconomics, and Rachelle and Angeline had to fan me back to consciousness every 5 minutes. It was like childbirth.

Anyway, it has dawned on me that I'm supposed to be at the airport in 36 hours' time and I am not yet done with the money changer and my clothes still refuse to pack themselves into my luggage despite my yelling into the wardrobe for some discipline 'round here. Vietnam, here I come – and may I remember to bring 3 ponchos, 2 bags of gummy candy and a pepper spray.

If you want anything specific, drop me a tag/sms and I might be able to procure it for you!

I freaking freaking freaking love Yo La Tengo :)

Favourite

When they ask me 'Who's your favourite poet?'
I'd better not mentions you,
Though you certainly are my favourite poet
And I like your poems too.

Wendy Cope (1987)

I admit: I end up posting YouTube videos when I can't think of anything else to write. The only thing on my mind now is how I find Gossip Girl hilariously melodramatic but horrifyingly addictive. I blame Esther for watching it next to my workstation (now covered in OP things).

Oral Presentation will take place tomorrow, and then I'm disowning this buttcrack of a subject! Hasta la vista, hours wasted questioning oneself of linguistic abilities! In an ironic twist, Soag signed off his last (meandering and unfunny) email with a plea to never forget him. Like, Dude, I will, but for all the wrong reasons. *guffaw* Like I said, good riddance to bad pedagogy. *self-appraising guffaw*

Now, onward to the 12 circles of IS hell and Fun In Vietnam (Not) for the rest of the holidays. Did I mention that we have three group projects to do? And a zillion things to read? And a huge repertoire to prepare for next year's Poland trip? Leading my own life is just a side-project when I'm not shackled to the Majestic Green Mushrooms of Bedok.

Friday:
Choir dinner was a blast! Can't wait for the next one. *grins*

Saturday:
Spent the morning playing Café World *shame* and then left to meet the two SCs! They were recovering from the conducting workshop in the morning. However, the Vienna Boys Choir concert at the Esplanade was great fun! We were ushered personally to the VIP box by the usher and Olivia encountered something potentially life-altering along the way.

Sunday:
Ate sushi for lunch and made a creamy spaghetti al pesto for dinner. Happy that I don't have papers tomorrow! :D

I realised that I'm living for the weekends.

Hi: update of my life thus far.

Walked out of the history lecture feeling happy and sad all at once. People around me are spontaneously breaking down and losing their cool, but this is not due to the process of "finding yourself" as perpetrated by indie movies and road tripping hipster aesthetes. (Although I have to get into Beat and On the Road mode etc. etc.) and I'm rambling again oh no I write bad history essays.

Michesaur and Sepia Guy have cleverly come up with Uber Funky IS as the title for next year's IS madness, which I think is hilarious and cool.

Jamie is mad at me for not staying back till 5 PM in Bedok with her! :O

B for I&R. I need to "beef up some of my points". Sorry man I'm selectively vegetarian.

I apologize on behalf of all men for everything that has happened.

Jia-En: Are you signing up for Chingay? (I think I misheard what she said.)

I think I'll stay back in school. I have my laptop, my music, the sims 3 and a renewed sense of purpose (not).

Death surrounds me.

The fan in the arts hub makes a funny whirring noise. (Actually, really it isn't funny. It's just loud and annoying, but has since blended into the environment.)

Re: the play, I am pretty screwed in my lack of

Oh Xinmin people are here in TJ! Hi guys!