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Saturday, December 22, 2007
a day with the bees so i was closing my eyes, hoping that by the time i woke up the train would be at my station and i could happily head home, touch down on the pillow and make my cold go away, for good. the door opens, something damp and furry brushes past my calf and i open my eyes only to see...a DOG- on the MRT- running frantically in the opposite direction from it's even more frantic pursuers (which comprised the owner and the purple-uniformed mrt staff). by the time it came sprinting back towards me it looked like it was actually having fun in this game of tag- the woman across me was petrified white, and clearly not amused when they started wrestling with poor wellington on the floor- it was then that i noticed how this dog was a perfect shade of golden brown. almost like, a hash brown. i would have taken a photo but my reflexes were no match for this hyperactive canine. plus i was in a bit of a daze- still in a state of half-belief and still itching pathetically in the nose. other than the dust that got just about everyone in the room sneezing by the end of the night, shibani's house was fantastic. we just felt so at home lazing about under her sheets, throwing random soft toys that went 'boing', eating krispy kremes, or krispy kringles as they call them during this season, munching on cupcakes that looked like the ones claire bennett made on heroes (they are actually having a heroes party next week how cool is that), listening to her dog bark disapprovingly at us, chomping on pizza, playing non-19 year old games (including og games and pictionary junior) but still getting a kick out of it, watching random videos on youtube etc. really glad i got the opportunity to crash in on 1b's gathering- cant say i felt out of place though- they were all so warm and welcoming. as for the indecisiveness and such, let's just say- what's new? i think every class suffers from that chronic symptom. so for a fun loving day with fun loving people, i thank 1b for the generous hospitality. and i must apologize to rich&zhenghao for not making the bbq in the end. i think i wouldve collapsed by the time i made it to tampines. but let's do it next time please! today i will be seeing more familiar faces...1a's turn! i cannot wait, but i also must find a way not to go empty handed. ah bummer. but at least all this feels like christmas. and that makes me very merry, indeed.
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