The weather’s crap. Crappy crap.

There goes the first week of holidays. Isn’t it fast? Fast as lightening. Things just happen and come by so fast that they disappear so fast too.

I’m stuck at e.geog graded. It seems so difficult to comprehend the figure of a cross section of a river channel that has been “produced by a computer based upon fieldwork measurements”. What the poo.
I’m not following my timetable. And that’s really bad. It’s not motivation that I’m losing, it’s just that everytime when I try to follow it, something unexpected crops up and it disrupts my whole schedule of homework for that day. The homework’s just being pushed back day after day, accumulating enough to build a hill.
But at least for today, I feel accomplished!:D Finally, managed to buy the cloth and get those meal bags. The only missing thing now is their ponchos and I have to go all the way to the army market at bras basah to get them. That’s totally good news for me man.

The most awesome thing that happened today was that I got to the textile shop at yishun without getting lost:D It seems like a really small thing to the street smarts, but for me, who has negligible sense of direction, is a great big thing! At first, I thought I was lost ’cause I was worried that I wouldn’t stop at the right stop but when I reached, I knew all my worries were just so uncalled for. The next most awesome thing was that I met up with vanes, after such a long time!:D vanes sim, you should be feeling so honoured now and if you are not then something must be awfully wrong. Met at plaza sing’s daiso to get their meal bags. There’s actually a direct bus that goes there from yishun. Is that cool or what! And I really love long bus rides, I reflected quite alot(: Actually, it’s more of stoning. Whatever it is, I enjoyed it.
We actually didn’t made any plans before to meet up, it was all last minute, but I’m glad that we could really meet, even if it was just that few hours(:
Had lunch and it was also the first time that I ate “kuey chap”(however you spell it) with pig intestines. The noodles stuff was not too bad, so were the taugua and the rest on the plate EXCEPT for the pig intestines D: I think it’s because I ate the pig intestines that’s causing my tummy to feel weird now. But I think lunch was still good!

Our talk during lunch was dense. I don’t know why but we weren’t talking about crap and retarded and weird and funny etc stuff like we usually do. We were really talking about. our lives? what’s happening? It’s like 2 good ‘ol friends meeting after a really long time and trying to catch up with the latest updates of the other friend’s life kind of thing. I think we were reflecting and sometimes, I really do like it(: Yeah, you get the idea.

No matter how reluctant I was, I still took the mrt home ’cause I couldn’t find any other way to get home and the moment I got onto the train, I regretted it. I felt nauseous all over and I really don’t like the train. It feels trapped and suffocating. It’s weird to feel that way even when the train’s not crowded, but I still feel it. & that just explains why I don’t like taking trains and not daring to take trains on my own. Rah, it sounds stupid but everyone has their own weird fears now and then, & mine’s just the stupid train thing!
My stomach’s still acting funny and it’s like a big fat balloon. If I was a balloon, let me fly away, far far away.