gluttony.

so there i was perched in front of the kitchen sink, staring blankly at the ECP and the sea and whatever's beyond it. about a metre and a half away sat a hugeass bowl of longans on the kitchen counter top so yes, i like funny chinese fruits and so i ate a handful. and then a couple more. and then i continued to shuffle back and forth to the sink, each trip resulting in an additional longan in the mouth. this continued for a good five minutes. i am so going to regret this tomorrow morning when i wake up with a sting in my throat.

okay but all that longan stuffing wasn't for nothing. for that five minutes in front of the kitchen sink i mnaged to take a breather and think a little about things. like how soon i'll be leaving for the states and what i'm gonna miss here. i will miss deathcab like omfg they are finally coming to singapore and i will be in the US the irony omggg. but then i'll console myself and say i'm not as big a fan of narrow stairs as compared to trans and plans so please please please play as few songs as possible thankyouverymuch. and while we're on the subject of music, i really hate it when people ask me what genre(s) of music i like. you can't put a label on everything right. i hate categorisation. it generalizes things too much and makes too many assumptions. why can't something be an entity that doesn't belong to a greater subset of a greater subset of a greater subset. HUH.

mm yes so things i'll miss. i'll be missing aimee's and adeline's birthdays, bro flying at NDP which is going to be crazy awesome cos of all the CBD buildings and what not. i was traveling on the ECP last saturday when i looked up to see them do a fly by during the rehearsal and it was like oh hi, brother in the sky. fuck seriously i should have inherited some of these pilot genes as well so i wouldn't be slogging away in university and a lifetime of overworked underpaid jobs. and what did i inherit? yogi bear fats. thanks daddd love youuuu.

mmmm so yes things i'll miss. japanese food i think. and then i wondered if there were soya sauces in the states no freaking worcestershire sauce for me thanks. and then i thought about all the money i'm gonna be spending there and started feeling very guilty about how much it's gonna amount to and made a secret pact with myself to really thank my dad when i see him, even if i got all this stupid yogibearfat from him.


sleep beckons. till next time.