it is -14ºC outside!!!!!! and WINDY!!!

amazingly enough it's still snowing. i'm watching the snowflake ballet outside my window, with guest stars thronging the stage with every gust of wind. cars go by and rile up street-snow, who whirl in offended envy at the whoosh of wheels stirring them from their rest. the sun's out, strangely, the snowflakes enjoy it more. bits of snowflakes are stuck to my window netting and windowpane, looking like tufts of feathers from an extremely fervent birdfight.

there are no leaves.

it's snowing, light fluffy wisps of snow that gets into your nostrils and freezes them in a startled sneeze. looking up is like being right in that windows screen saver of rapidly-shooting-past stars. black coats are mottled with white foam, like the fake foam-snow they throw up at tanglin and in tropical countries, only so much finer. it's the difference between filigree work and a chunk of metal. it's drifting past the windows, and you don't realise how much of it there is because they're all so small and you can't see them in the night. you can only see them against lights, whirling in the brutal gusts of wind like so many lost and forsaken faeries who have forgotten how to fly.

candy lotr!

anyways. i have a post on freedom of speech, but i'll leave that for later.

theory 1: there are some points in your life where you just don't feel like entering a relationship, perhaps forever, if only because you have invested so much into a prior relationship that you just feel emotionally drained.

theory 2: no matter how much you say it doesn't affect you, sometimes, you lie.

theory 3: emotional drained-ness leads to apathy/greyworld.

theory 4: cold weather = need for cuddles. and hot chocolate.

recipie for disaster, this.

SO COLD. it's riduculous. pulled hip flexor :( can't run.

on a brighter note, it should start getting darker later :)

I'M BACK AND IT'S SO COLD!!!!!

the flight over was ok...slept the whole way thanks to not sleeping the night before. panicked packing still ensued...so maybe the drinking session 7 hours before the flight was not the best idea. but it was HILARIOUS.

anyways, singapore wasa blast. i loved it, despite the wet weather. old place, old and new experiences. still love the food :)

ok back to other blog. GO DONATE!

SOOOOOOOoooooo....apparently my flight's on tuesday the 16th at 7.30am. JUST SO YOU KNOW.

*runs and hides*

just watched the italian job. two things i liked: handsome rob's accent (YES W00T). and three wonderfully colored mini coopers. every time i saw them i went squee!.

and the blowing clothes off women with speakers idea is HILARIOUS.

so i told my friend that every step i took in university was another step towards the end of my freedom and the selling of my soul to the corporate world and i was suddenly subsequently horrified to realise that this was all true.

anyways. tried running today, nearly died because i had to run after bing. more details later, as always. if only because it's late and i've just been setting up my running blog.

running blog, you say? yes. i'm running the boston marathon in order to raise US$1,000 for my university's Friedman School of Nutrition Science and Policy, and this is my training blog.

boston marathon, i hear you cry? yes. i'm crazy. but go to runbostonia.blogspot.com for much merriment at the expense of my feet.

of course, the feeling of incipient doom many of you are feeling now is probably maturing. and you're right. i will solicit ask you for money, and i will not stop until you give it here. so i end with an injuncion.

GO NOW AND DONATE.