i am in love with this:









it was actually a more magnificient sight to behold, a group of smelly young adults holding entangled bunches of balloons, but the rest are behind.
we hauled balloons down the streets of orchard, feeling slightly misplaced and myself sometimes irked when people choose the colours and are obviously not potential biathlon participants. but since the point of publicity is, to publicise. coughs.
even though the whole bicomm thing is still a little weird (plusplus today still got mcomm. they scared si dont dont know enough people) -like i dont quite know the people but then again maybe i should stop letting that bother me cos anyways its not like really a surprise ha ha -but 27jan07 is the day i felt, for the first time, that N/USBIATHLON'07 HAD BETTER BE A SUCCESS for all that'd been done by everyone, esp the powers-that-be. suffice to say i hadnt exactly been thrusting on my part, save for religiously replying emails everynight, but i will be more err proactive after today.
so er. first on the list. calling up the ivp teams (sigh) and second, calling up the people on the advanced sign-up who hadnt signed up (sigh). it will be well.


go, us(:



i cant stand gmail. for its retarded max send limit. and the draft shite.
ive got socialpsych polscience socioffood and lit readings to start on (and hopefully finish up), and french clips to listen to, and 600 more emails to send. after the max send limit wears off, and i dont know when it will.
i hate whining but i cant help it this time.



i can spend many hours at deviantart gallerys with beautiful photos of beautiful people looking beautiful doing beautiful things. swirly skirts eyelet dresses clear blue skies raven hair.






(i kinda want to push the nanoworld pic down cos its getting on my nerves now that i dont have to pretend im fine with taking it since im not taking it anymore haha.)
its absolutely depressing learning about a/nanda r/ajah. the quirky man who wears the faded jeans and old buttondown shirts looking like a construction worker, writes articles about local gastronomical fusions (i remember the bhaba and the mercer and the cantonese food and hokkien food and how the mee in meerebus is of chinese descent) and emails us apologizing late lecture notes posting cos of foodpoisoning hahaa. i dont even know him know him but i miss him already :/
ona random note, sitting in an empty, stationary car with the engine off and radio off is like being in water cos everything sounds small and sometimes when you look out of the window its almost like people are doing slow-mo too. hahaa.




hahahaa.



im so relieved that bidding is over. even though id gotten myself an insane, almost ridiculous module. but haii might as well learn something new eh. afterall you never know when the day will come when you have to have to use the nanoscale to save your life !
tmr its the start of a new tuition assignment. sunday i will be seeing two of my old tutees, and my life shall be as such for this beautiful year of 07, on top of many others. theres a little apprehension, a little indifference haha and some anticipation. i just, cant wait to start filling my bank account up again (bangkok had somehow wrung me broke).



i wanted today to be the Third Good Doughnut Day but alas donutfactory was a bitch and i didnt manage to get my half dozen. owells one fine day i'll hit rafflescity when there're no students or workingpeople and buy a dozen -half glazed and half assorted. one day !
haha on a very random and insignificant note, i have found someone who approves of and understands my admiration for boscowong. thankyouu mingjing(:



we had one bowl of tomyumsoup, two bowls of greencurry, one portion of redrubies (with icecream ! how weird !) and one portion of the mango glutinous rice thingum. it was a good spicy dinner. (but annas cafe is still The Best.)

i think. i need to stop eating so much.