I wanted to apologise to an old friend of mine from LJ, for being a total brat and pessimistic and dismissive about everything in Canada. Only I can't remember her account and I don't see it on my profile either. So for what it's worth, thanks for putting up with my nonsense then, Erin.
The night before, we spent half an hour waiting for a night bus. When it finally rolled off the bus-stop, we found out to much amusement (alcohol and silly conversation makes puts a funny spin to everything) that the bus would detour to Orchard first before bringing us along our way.
Then another shocker when we alighted. Gee, it turned out that the fare was $4 per person. The total sum we spent, $8, was just a little shy of what it would have cost us to cab home together from Clarke Quay - and without the hour-long wait!
This did make public transport quite a joke but truthfully, all I could think of was that it was a blessing in disguise. It's been a while since we had the opportunity to hang around aimlessly, and with such good spirits!
45min of Vespa and car (Beetles, open-top convertibles, vintage stuff) watching on a busy intersection for entertainment. Back view: loving couple with arms around each other. Reality: one's wrapped arm delivers a frantic sharp slap on the shoulder, and a mixture of winces and laughter erupts.
Sugar cane instead of Mint Julep because there wasn't even standing room left at the bar.
Sore throat from the dust, and bruised all over cuz my astigmatism put me at a disadvantage.
But I'm only really complaining about the sore throat. d=
I thought that this was quite a timely and appropriate article. I haven't been to the Incheon and Hong Kong airports so I'm not in the position to make direct comparisons, but I would really appreciate the buzz and proactiveness that the author suggests.
When I came back from Paris, it was on a weekday afternoon and the airport was really really really empty. What did make my day though, was when one of the immigration staff came up to me and asked if I were PR, and redirected me to the Residents queue. I was previously under the impression that it was for citizens only. That, and the "Welcome" sign above that Residents queue made me a little teary-eyed, and it would have been great if only the officer at the immigrant desk had told me "Welcome back" to let me outpour my sudden overwhelmed emotions at homecoming. Ah well.
Hmm the main reason I wanted to post this (here), was because it reminded me of the conflict I felt when I started out volunteering with LJ Support. I wanted to make it personal, and warmer, but I was told that LJ wished to keep it professional (and what I perceived as, aloof). I did just that, since after all my main interest was to be involved with LJ, but I always wished that things could be a lot more spontaneous.
heh apparently quite a lot of the handcarry space is going towards my food requests. well they're not just for me, but for my friends and especially gab's family too. but hehehe. x=
There are women whose thoughtful husbands buy them flowers for no reason. And then there's me. One day I couldn't stand it any longer. "Why don't you ever bring me flowers?" I asked.
"What's the point?" my husband said. "They die after about a week."
"So could you," I shot back, "but I still like having you around."
Hello you are so bloody smart. You forgot to put the other pair of pyjamas in the wash you idiot. And you should have started drying everything right after dinner so that you can wear the other pair when you sleep! *knock knock* hello! you planned! how could you forget?
And why did you even buy nuggets for? You're moving in two days' time leh toots. You do realize that it's their fridge, not yours right? T'as laissé les saumons, le potage, et les raviolis dans leur froideur - et tu sais bien qu'il n'y a pas assez de place dedans! Et n'oublies pas que tu as encore des pâtes à pesto dans le frido! Don't be stupid and cook too many things for lunch can?
And pls2b wake up early tomorrow morning so you can have breakfast with Silvia, go to Cité, and also help Georgia. Et fais tes devoirs! merde! tu n'as pas assez de temps pour tous! Ne perds pas les temps à faire des bêtises! T'es assez vielle, déjà!
And if you forget to buy red fruits tomorrow, congratulations. You would have wasted the vodka and the glass jar, thank you very much. Pfff
I've only got textos illimités now and it is a little annoying sometimes because I can't make any calls with it. When I go home, I sometimes have to ask whoever's with me the latest, to help me call Georgia if I text them to say that I got locked out. Fortunately the door's been playing pretty these 2 weeks. Well I can also make a normal top-up in addition to this, but I don't generally don't need to make phone calls (except when I was house-hunting, but I used Franci's cuz her Very Voix plan on Virgin was cheaper) and given the really short expiry window, I think it'll be a waste of money to even put in 10 euros of credits outside the textos illimités.
On the whole, this has worked pretty well. I don't worry about killing my credits by texting (I was getting so irritated the other time because Roberto was asking me all sorts of ridiculous no-brainer questions and then it turns out he was just bored in class!) and it's actually kinda nice to be able text Franci randomly. We message each other when we're bored, to complain about our classes, to make plans to hangout, or to just whine to each other out of the blue. Like she texted me last night because she was tired and stuck at the club waiting for her sister and Caro's friends, and all I could think of was, I'm happy we've moved beyond the niceties/small talk stage to just being friends and sharing information freely. It's also good to be able to write lengthy appreciation text messages after someone hosts a dinner or party. (=
