yesterday the night hike group (or the H3 Fatty Bom Boms) finally decided to get together to spend the $50 swensens voucher that we won. earlier that day i went to the library to mug with bryan. got a bit of physics done, but still a far way away from finishing a decent amount of revision. zzz don't really wanna think about it...
so anyway the night hike group met up at the J8 swensens, all except j.tan and rayson (rayson's excuse was quite epic: he forgot that it was the day and was already in the cinema when we called) and we spent about $30 on a giant earthquake. we still have $20 left though, maybe rayson and j.tan can have a romantic candlelight dinner at swensens :D after dinner, tzumi and brenda left, so it was victor, gabby, edmund and myself talking cock at some residents' corner.
they really made me realise just how much of a difference the company can make in any situation; the people you are with can make the difference between one helluva awkward silence and a great time of nonsensical nonsense. are we trying hard enough? the general consensus on this side of the fence seems to be that we have tried more than enough, and that we are tired of trying, but maybe we need to try smart and not just hard (borrowing from that hackneyed motivational phrase). i think we need to start talking their language instead. not that we would know what that language is, seeing as we rarely even communicate at all. or maybe they're right, and it's all too late. to quote:
The time for bonding has come and gone.
the car trip this morning was extremely long, and it was made worse because we got lost (despite the fact that my father had a handy dandy gps -.- ). we reached in time for lunch, and after that was dessert which was chendol. i think chendol is like a national dish or something here, because they have it at literally every other food stall. and typically it's quality over quantity here; it's quite good, but the bowl is really small T_T at night there was a night market, then we went for a spin round town (and got lost again...) and now we're back here again.
many many random thoughts about random things. unfortunately, most of those thoughts are rather depressing. i guess that's what happens when you have to sit in a car for 4 hours. i don't really feel up to sorting them out now, so i think i'll just fit in this quote from the A7X song Gunslinger:
I won't question why so many have died, my friends have made it through
