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Friday, December 21, 2007
little wonders

today i woke up a very light and pleasant person. the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, everything was nice and easy. a few things threatened to turn things around. dead fish (now fishes) in the tank, butterfly flying out from slippers, car accident outside pandan valley. the sound of horns. the demonic dispersal of debris. the wanton smashup.

but then i chose to distance myself from it all and, for the first time in such a long time, i took the overhead bridge. it was like, looking down on human folly- for once, then, nothing. on the bus, everybody seemed contented to have something other than their handphones to look at. the spectacle beyond the window, out there in the baking sun- i didnt think they quite understood it as well as i did. some third parties just...know better. in a way i tried to claim ownership over that (beautiful) disaster. red on blue. or was it blue on red? that's something i'll never know. but id still like to think that i have something to say about it.

borders is a freaky place. and the world is, as xtine would put it, 'terribly small'. but i enjoy such pleasant surprises. meeting up with snee this afternoon, we bumped into shumin! and a few seconds into our newly inspired conversation we saw...uglen! plus may i mention it was the exact same spot in borders that i met trixia about one year ago and we took that photo and the woman told us no photos were allowed. heck, we took another photo this time round anyway. nobody said anything. you cannot deny destiny! my aunty AND my cousin. sitting beside jenny. russellchen on that same spot. so many people, too many coincidences- i love it.

walking out of borders shumin and snee chanced upon their ex-teacher. after a wonderful tea time chat at marmalade pantry (shumin's the bomb- welcome back!) snee and i trooped around town and in our own walk of 'destiny' came across a certain matthewleehao across the parallel lido escalators- we werent even watching a movie! serendipity at it's very best. okay wrong word maybe, but you get the drift.

anyway snee was a huge pleasure to talk to. thanks for brightening up my afternoon. may silversurfer get well really soon and may you get all your data back.

took a solo bus ride home- waiting time was ridiculous- stopped by holland v to pick up dinner. something about that feeling of independence on a rainy day, going back to an empty house all to myself that made me quite pleased with the way the day turned out. not spectacular, considering i started it at noon, but still, twas divine.

photos make me happy. there's no two ways about that. shall go feast my eyes once again, and procrastinate with the things-i-ought-to-do.

6:53 AM