staying in on saturday

i mean, it's quite amazing isn't it? the show has been running for 7 years, exactly the time i started university and this year i gradutated and i just bawled my eyes out when i saw rory's graduation in the second last episode - not because i'm so fond of her character though i think it may be, a little, but it made me think about how my own uni experience was so bittersweet - really bitter bitter, and really sweet sweet - and this whole thesis thing, this whole work thing you know. i'm thankful for everything, really.

last night mingyao picked me up from work and we headed to crystal jade la mian at taka for dinner. while waiting for our queue number to be called we went to check out some cuff links he had seen in a catalogue and we just mulled about. they've removed the chicken soup la mian from the new menu - which was one of the best dishes, especially for people who feel flu-ey like mingyao did. anyways we had a customary - for me at least - walk about in kinokuniya before we took the long route home. night's still young, my boy says, which translates to, we can talk some more.

on thursday i walked over to clarke quay mrt station and got dao's luggage and gave her directions on how to walk to chinatown and the esplanade and later i met her for dinner at holland drive with the family. pulling her small black trolley bag with me, suddenly i was in holiday mode again.

today it's nice just lounging about at home because it's raining outside, to think about stuff and re-focus a bit, after coming back from the supermarket and the library.

anyway, aldo rossi carpets.


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