Saturday, September 02, 2006

Crux.y Speaks About - island blues

bleh. im terribly bored. maybe staying at home for one whole day wasn't the entirely the best thing to do, considering i have so little time left and so much to cramp into my head. and whatever goes in just comes out the next day, so there you have it: an endless cycle of remembering and forgetting. how the hell do people commit some stuff to memory i wonder. nuts.

on a separate note, its quite horrible that there are no seasons in singapore, because you don't get to experience winter or autumn (which im dying to experience in case anyone cares to know). okay fine, some may insist that there's the humid season, monsoon season, rainyseason, dryseason to get excited about (-.-'''), but oh well, those people are just weird. period.

seriously, i dun mind living overseas or pursuing an entirely new life overseas, not because of the seasons, but the opportunity to be adventurous and expand your horizons beyond this little seasonal island. angsty as it may sound (yah all the escapism and leaving all my sorrows and regrets behind yadayada), i do not mean it that way. im just bored of singapore lah. and also my poorly-ventilated home.

maybe its time for a holiday or something. (yay!) then i can come home like 1 or 2 months wearing that 'i <3 singapore' shirt, displaying that teeny weeny bit of patriotism that tend to float to the surface whenever sea games, olympics or national day comes along. holidays are so relaxing (unless you go to some stressful place where you cannot even buy anything because everything's just too friggin expensive) which reminds me. i want to watch a grand slam someday, preferably roland garros or us open. yay! vamos!

however, on hindsight, i guess its not exactly possible for me to reside overseas because there are too many things to leave behind. all the close family and friends, my local international cuisine and my haunts! so i guess i'd probably be travelling a lot(hopefully) to experience the various cultures (that's bullshit. all im ever concerned about are shopping, eating, tennis and busrides up and down winding hills). nice dream there.

before i end off here, i must show my appreciation to dmitry tursunov whose like such a funny blogger and a not-too-bad tennis player. oh my god, all the tennis humour's making me laugh till my glasses fall off and you know how tight my glasses cling onto my face don't ya? so now, im gunning for tursunov!

suddenly after blogging, i feel happier. must be my dry sense of humour (or lackthereof). who cares man. :P
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