Saturday, December 30, 2006

i wanted to start by saying "oh my gosh i am baaack" but then rachel wang the [insert unmentionable name] insisted that that sounded like i came back from goodness knows where, and i havent been back for dunno how many years like that.. so i decided that i should start off by complaining about her.. yeah. you know, i never realised the full potential of her insanity until i was forced to be stuck sharing hotel rooms with her, and seeing her face every single hour for 10 days straight.. from now on, i resolve to stay a 1 metre radius away from her at all times.. i suggest you should too, for your own safety.. im afraid though, that one metre is not very helpful when she is unleashing her deadliest weapon--the irritating earworm.. the music for tjcs 2005 syf dance has been stuck in my head. very successfully.
anyways, the trip was rather interesting.. for the first couple of days. the rest of it was just plain old slacking around.. which of course could have and probably would have been done if i had simply stayed in singapore.. right now, my brains are mush because after a while, there was absolutely nothing to give those rusty brain cells a good jolt.. this year mellowed my dad some, i think.. usually he rushes us around seeing loads of stuff which wed never see otherwise, trying to fit as many things into the itenery as possible.. but apart from the first couple of days, we did.... nothing. yes, literally.. but its a nice place lah.. the mountain/hill areas are really really beatiful, and the weather was perfect.. well, almost. nothings ever perfect, but anyways.. i tell you, you must be a real kickass driver to be able to drive in vietnam.. which my dad is, by the way.. did you know, when we went to europe, where the drivings done on the right, we just rented a car and he drove straight out to the highway just like that.. of course at that time i was too young to realise what a feat that was.. i probably was i dunno, sleeping or something.. but anyways, vietnam is the land of the motorbikes.. everywhere you go, there are hordes of them.. and the way they drive, they might as well not have lane markings.. oh but jaywalking is easy though, they expect you to jaywalk.. not like here in singapore.. but anyways, never was i gladder to see singapore airport and its efficiency and cleanliness and whatever else it has won awards for.. oh yes, i am super happy to be home.. my bed misses me as much as i miss it, im sure..
oh yeah, merry belated christmas and a happy new year.. feels wierd having christmas without christmas dinner though.. feels like somethings missing, even though we had a substitute lunch.. i got dragged along to mass on christmas eve, which i failed to see the point of.. it was all in vietnamese.. none of us could understand a thing.. but it was well, christmas.. and we were on holiday, i didnt want to spoil the mood.. so yeah.. but the hymns were nice though.. they made me feel all warm and loved and be-good-to-your-neighbour-ish, never mind the foreign sound..
oh anyways, i tell you, i learned some vietnamese, wanna hear? its really singsong and sounds kinda like cantonese.. da chanh is like the specialty drink of vietnam.. its this lime juice thing with lots of sugar.. and thank you sounds like come on spoken funny.. nam is male and nu is female (from the toilet signs haha).. and cafe ser da is coffee milk ice, translated literally.. and and and i think thats about all.. *grins sheepishly*

Bonjour. Si vous voulons me chercher, vous êtes venu au faux endroit.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

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