March 21st, 2002

happy girl

synonymous with headache

Migraines! I get migraines ALL the time, and I hardly ever get sick! Why?

My brother and my mother are watching Doraemon on Channel i (some shit channel) right now. Brings back memories. The only reason I'm not watching is because the English dubbing is really bad and I can't bear to listen to it. For the uninitiated, Doraemon is this Japanese cartoon/comic that stars this blue robot-type thing that has a huge pocket and it takes out a lot of like, really wonderful stuff from it. I used to read the comics when I was a kid. My dad would take me to a bookstore that was within walking distance from my house and I would head straight for the comics section and flip through virtually every Doraemon comics on the shelf. I'd beg my dad to buy for me and usually he would, because I'm his pet and I was small and adorable then.

That was in Taiwan. In Taiwan, or at least where I lived, everything was within walking distance. In Singapore I have to take the bloody bus EVERYWHERE. I could probably walk to the nearest convenience store or whatever but then, I don't even know where it is.

The whole thing with meeting Gen has made me realise how sheltered I am. I am so not street-wise. I don't even know the buses I can take to where the restaurant is, and even when I do, I get on the wrong bus and get off at the wrong stop.

This is, again, my parents' fault. They drive me everywhere. Of course I like being driven to places, but to the extent that I can't even recognise landmarks and the like? That is just a little bit tragic.

Okay, I just went off a tangent there. The point of this entry is, I miss Taiwan sometimes. Sometimes. Not very often. Singapore is okay. Boring, but safe. And stuff like that.

Well, who gives a shit? Certainly not I. So don't ask me why I just typed all that nonsense when I don't even care. I don't know either.

I miss Gen. I want to be with him. I would probably do it if he asks me, "Do you want to make love?"

Oh, my god. It's dinner time. I'm going.
Charah coffee

do you shiver?

I reached home at 7 and waited for my mom at the MRT station for a good 15 minutes. I had 3 bulky textbooks with me and one graph paper pad, and I stood on the MRT for 40 minutes, and I still had to top-up my farecard (which I use to travel around the island), and to do that I had to put my books down because my wallet is in the bag's bigger compartment, which is not accesible if I turn the thing around like I usually do, so naturally, I was quite annoyed. And I don't have bubble tea today. Boo.

Biology test tomorrow. I brought my book home! First time in years. Chinese test today. It went okay, and I did it all on my own. The Best Friend was pissed that I didn't let her peek at my paper, but hey. This is one of the reasons I rock, you know?

For the inquiring (is that the right word?) minds, Gem looks like he's about...18? But it's a bit odd, because in Singapore, 18-year-old males have to go for national service, and they're usually almost-bald. Gem has hair. I don't know, I have never been an awfully good judge of 1) a person's emotions, 2) a person's age and 3) character.

Tomorrow is Friday. My mom seriously thinks I'm not serious about being infatuated with the guy. She is so DENSE! I'll just keep my mouth shut.

It rained today. Actually, it rained yesterday too and I walked in it. Yay. And like, Tuesday as well. Awesome.