just minishorts.

So it starts, the long weekend.

I've got a bus ride to catch tomorrow morning, and will pop by JB just in time for the good Cowboy's wedding. I'm dragging the bf along, whom I'm certain is going to feel very, very out of place at a table that consists of bloggers, and bloggers.

I'm particularly looking forward to meeting Mr Gabriel Seah in the flesh, and laugh about the irate behaviors of certain human beings on both sides of the causeway–or rather, how some people always choose to allow their anger to elevate to unnecessary levels that require the demonstration of idiocy and lunacy. Feelings was never a trustworthy ally to have, but most people tend to rely upon it still.

On the other hand I think I shall quite like the idea of not having to drive for a few days, and hopping on to bus and speed train services that are clean and efficient for a change. And the shopping, if my money permits me. I'm looking forward to bak chor mee the way I like it: without the ketchup, because I tend to have a certain respect for having my food in all its authenticity, and Hainamese Chicken rice of course. If I manage to find out the differences between Prata and Canai, I'll come back to tell the tale, ok?

Otherwise I think I'll mostly be trying very hard to survive claustrophobia in spicky-span Singapore, especially if you come from the city in a kampung like I do, and can only spare time for island-cities once a year! At least Singapore isn't half as bad as Hong Kong when it comes to the crowds, so that's something to look forward to.

See you Wednesday!