Tuesday, February 14, 2006
p.s. i love you

i typed a very long post last night about the paradox of valentine's day and suicide rates, but i guess it didn't quite get posted. but that's all right, because i'm fantastically happy right now!! as is obvious, i realise. hmm. anyway i just got home and i have to rush my lit essay soon, so i'll do this quickly.

• joan is so funny. okay maybe she's not that funny, per se, but things get kinda funny when we get together. i was supposed to meet her before her match, and she told me to wait outside macs at b1, ps. only it turned out that macs is at level 1. i didn't know that, so i was going down the escalator to b1, when i heard this yell by my ear and saw the dratted chicken on the escalator going up. when i reached the bottom, i decided to go up because i figured that she might be lazy to come down, so i called her and stepped on the escalator going up. just as she picked up the phone, i spotted her on the escalator coming down, and i started yelling into the phone. when we reached each other, i leaned across the railing and shrieked, 'what do you think this is, a bloody korean drama??' before our escalators separated us again. we found each other eventually, and nothing too exciting happened until she reached behind her back and brought something out proudly, with a 'nah, for you'. it was a beautiful champagne coloured rose. held upside down. let's just say that it wasn't that big a surprise, considering who was holding it. this brings to mind last year when we wanted to shop for jean's present, and she told me to meet her at jurong. there's this huge green space outside the mrt, and i was walking across it to meet her. now, picture this: a girl walking carefully along a narrow dirt path with green grass all around, her file held above her head to shield her from the rain pouring down. someone runs towards her, holding up an umbrella. isn't it like something out of a korean drama? but joan, being joan, had to ruin the one chance i'd ever get to experience such melodrama, by saying, 'what took you so long?' as soon as we were within earshot. apart from the usual lack of sense of occasion, she's a great friend and i've pinned the (pink) badge on my bag. =D
• i love 4e6'04. i met my classmates after school and although there weren't that many of us, seeing how so many are overseas /attached, we had a pretty great time. i laughed so hard my jaws hurt, and i was laughing because i wanted to, because it just felt so great to be sitting there on the grass surrounded by the people i love and who love me, just laughing and laughing and realising how we haven't changed in the most fundamental ways afterall. so maybe we were all tired and sleepy, but we still had a great time hearing jingping tell praveena's story three times using the exact same words and hand gestures. and i loved how high she got every single time she told it, especially when she got to the bit about half the tooth falling out. unfortunately, i'm quite zonked and i really want to hand in my work on time, so.. here i am, at home.
• hwachong was fine too, surprisingly. i felt a bit bad recieving so many gifts, especially those with little notes, because i just gave out obligatory chocolates. i guess i should have tried harder to think of things to say to people. but oh well, that's another day over. by the way, i hate having classes in non-airconditioned classrooms in the afternoon. it is nearly impossible to stay awake.
• i am absolutely determined to hand in my lit essay tomorrow, because i'll have to spend tomorrow preparing for thursday's timed assignment, which i will fail miserably. the trouble is, i don't even know how to start the essay. the question seems so complex and complicated that i don't dare to even think about it. i'm afraid to prove that i'm as stupid as i suspect.

tadah. by the way, in case i didn't say it well enough just now.. to 4e6'04 and the plc03/04.. i love you.

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