Apr 11, 2008 00:06
i wish ppl would stop talking abt home. and doing COUNT DONWS. BALLS TO YOU. honestly it makes me feel anxious. i'll be truthful. i haven't really missed singapore very much in these months that i've been here. these past few months have far exceeded my expectations of the overseas experience. i've really enjoyed my time. but of course it would be a lie to say that there aren't things that i don't miss abt/from home. absolutely. miss home. miss my friends. its difficult sometimes. i want to text certain ppl and demand they meet me for lunch/dinner. and be crazy crazy. let loose when sober [haha. not that i have been drunk many times but certainly less inhibited when inebriated. i think i'm funnier when i'm sober too anw. at least i'm aware of what i'm saying ya know.] but i can't. and of course you know how things work in singapore. and not to mention the foood. needless to say having fun in singapore is also a lot cheaper as is the food. alright see. i do not need to be reminded about going back. it intensifies feelings of anticipation. and waves of homesick-ish feelings. strangely enough i wonder if by sept, i'll be looking forward to coming back here again. haha i imagine so especially if i'm working and having a poor social life. which i reckon is a possibility. how dinky.
another strange thing as well. yeah i realise its been eight months since i've left singapore for the uk. and obviously made some friends. yet here is the bizarre thing right. nobody has said a word abt how unusual my laughter is or has tried to record my laughter. you know the usual comments abt how evil i sound. none of that. "laugh for us again, reks!" thats really weird. guess nothing all that funny has happened. or maybe that demonic laughter of mine has changed. who knows. but dinkiness! its true. nobody has mentioned it. haha.
ok.
this is all very DINKY and emo.
i am hungry.