and so it is
just like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
most of the time
and so it ends,
maybe i should go crash and burn
or start the detoxification
of chocolates and intoxicating mixes
in great expectations, after pip’s first meeting with estella, charles dickens talks about how… there are some memories in your life, some days, where if you just cancel that day out, it makes a big difference. if there is one thing i would not trade for the world, it would be the week that has just passed.
let’s list what i’ve done in the past week:
- research on my favourite topic anorexia in addition to other vanities
- DEBATE!! not just prepping but debating and doing a good job of it
- drama/acting with all my favourite roles
- dance because we used the dance studio that the show, “the dance floor” uses for practice. i was happily flying around in between rehearsals
- run, with the best equipment nonetheless, in the hotel gym
- swim, although the pool was kinda tiny) and go tanning even though the sun wasn’t that hot
- eat like there’s no tomorrow with buffet breakfast and lunches and plenty of cash for dinner
- sing at the farewell dinner with one of the most talented guitarists i’ve ever met + karoke
- shopping!!
- go on the singapore flyer and take excessive amounts of pictures while admiring the view.
amazing how i’ve managed to do every single thing that i’ve always wanted to do, and it proves that you CAN juggle everything, if you just try hard enough.
i’ve been inspired by the people around me, to persevere through the next 18 months and actually start getting my act together and stop being so terribly aimless in life! i’m driven, but not by the pursuit of money or perfection. i’m not sure what i’m driven either, except perhaps just… to do better? i’m still struggling to see where my end goal is. maybe i need to plot my path first.
it hasn’t been easy avoiding fast food, subway is the loveeeee and omg, coffee saves my life and i never do seem to run out of energy 
i have the unique ability to run on very little sleep and very little food for a very long time. i’ve proven both points through the past 8 days where, despite a very comfy bed, i have not slept very much and have had people coming over to my room to hang out every other day because i had it all to myself muahaha.
coming home was a hard hit back to reality. for starters, i’ve been spoilt to the max for the past 8 days, because the royal plaza on scotts where we were staying has fantastic service. seriously amazing. so when i had to carry my bags from the cab up to my flat on the 2nd level, i was like “zomg damn heavy.”
i’m missing the killer creme brulee at lunch already. there weren’t any long baths, or i’d miss that. i can’t say i miss having a bed or room to myself, but i think i can live alone.
starbucks at the airport in the morning has kept me awake till now. i do not wish to unpack.
i should really, really go study. i’ve realized that i’m not stupid, but also that if i wanna make it anywhere i should start putting in some effort to get there.
i have had so much fun, it’s like having all your dreams come true. constant supply of chocolate in the fridge makes for a good life.
last night at the farewell dinner we were playing a game and i was voted most likely to die of anorexia because i ate very little at dinner. it was all spicy stuff i wasn’t used to, so i basically just didn’t eat much. sadly, i do not think i can ever become anorexic — i love food too much. there is too much good food in this world (like at the restaurant “the carousel” in our hotel).
photos…. sooon. i’m actually tired but…i need to unpack and i am still awake from the caffeine! ):
