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Wednesday, 21 May 2008

I realised that I'm a summer person through and through - I hate cold weather and I simply love the beach. And thus the conclusion that Singapore would be the perfect place to live in if not for lack of a reputable artistic scene.

Today's Lit lesson was one of the best we've had so far with mr teo, who's usually, sad to say, quite boring. We took a walk to ECP and sat at one of the pavilions to study Gwen Hardwood's At Mornington. Somehow the ocean had a really nice smell today, and it reminded me of Kew Gardens! How I would love to go back there again. And it all fit in really nicely, because I've always thought that the beach somehow had a morbid sense to it, but I never quite knew how to put that down into words.

And I guess I should have taken that to be a bad omen already, in addition to a sudden wish not to go for the soccer finals (despite eyecandy and all). Sadly, we lost.

Somehow it affected me a lot, even though I haven't been keeping up with soccer for a long time since, well, long time ago, and I had to suppress my tears when it all finally dawned on me that vj had been defeated. And I managed to refrain from using the f-word too, which I find a huge achievement since the opposing team were not-so-worthy opponents.

Admittedly I had given up early on into the second half, but I kept hoping for some kind of miracle which didn't happen eventually. And eyecandy was like, so sad! Dianne and I wanted to go up to him and hug him or something. HAHA. Seriously, I think no one really blames anyone on the team for the loss, so I hope nobody ends up depressed and all!

After the match we didn't really want to go home with our agitated feelings and all, and embarked on an adventure along with TFFZ to search for the elusive bubble tea. Amazingly, we spent approximately 40 minutes walking and walking, and amazingly, ended up at Bugis. Hilarious shit. Even though I wasn't really in the mood for bubble tea by then, I bought some really yummy milo freeze just to prove to chengyi I still wanted my bubble tea. HAHAHA.

Thank goodness for that walk too, because it appeased my feelings and I felt so much better when I reached home.

Contemplating whether to watch soccer match later at 2.30am, and whether I will fall sick tomorrow. Hmm.


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