because there's still no internet in my room, and because i thought you'd like to know how AHM went, this is just a quick line to say it was absolutely lovely (that's also because i'm weird, i don't know anyone else who found running 21 km lovely). didn't finish in sub 2 like i wanted to, but running and finishing with jon was more than enough to make up for it; watching the sunrise at east coast and telling him i better treasure this because i don't know when's the next time i'll get you to wake up so early again, seeing him flash me his familiar aww, how sweet but you're right smile.

and i will treasure it, you know i will. there's nothing like it, running up the (annoyingly annoying) sheares bridge with the best looking boy in the universe - you know what i mean la. it'd be way too cheesy to say.. okay i'm not going to say it. you can go imagine on your own what i want to say.

even being almost asphyxiated by the body odour of thousands of army boys wasn't enough to deter my enjoyment - although it was pretty awful. boys seem to smell better as they grow up. still, when they gather in large groups, their iq falls in relation to the power of their body odour.

we finished in about 2:20. :D

here's to the start of training for the singapore marathon. if i figure soon enough that i won't be able to make it you can buy my race chip. 42 km women's open. $55.

the last time i went for lunch with quentin he said he was finally reading again, and even before he pulled the book out of this bag to show me which one it was i had a funny feeling it would be kiran desai's the inheritance of loss - simply because i was reading it. and it was, and i'm reading it now. i want to blog but my internet connection's been on and off the past few days and it's way past my bedtime now. i have driving tomorrow at eight so everything'll have to wait.

i just want to read la. haha.

it's almost one a.m. i have spent about nine hours on my feet, and even though my brother's opposite me mugging o level chemistry i feel more incredibly alone than i've felt for a long time. i'd put it down to sheer exhaustion, and the fact that the bands playing at acid bar tonight both included the hard to be faithful song in their sets, among other things.

I HATE THAT SONG.

but, unfortunately, it's rather well composed music wise, so it's in my head. and, even more unfortunately, it looks set to join love, me (save us, please - the colin raye one), chasing cars (groan), do you have to let it linger, time after time, wonderwall etc. etc. as a bar standard. in singapore, anyway. please dudes, some basic jazz? i really don't like the hard to be faithful song AT ALL. what an awful thing to write a song about, being unable to forget an ex-girlfriend and STILL CONTACTING HER AND TELLING HER SHE'S MAKING IT HARD TO BE FAITHFUL.

then you shouldn't have gotten a new girlfriend in the first place ok please??

i usually feel like slapping the guy who wrote it and telling him that.

ok don't jump to conclusions about why i don't like it, it's got nothing to do with anything. i just don't like it because i have archaic notions about faithfulness and love which do not quite seem to fit into today's society.

i had dinner alone today.. i ate the exact things for lunch and dinner the last time i did a full shift - which is saying alot, because i ate cai fan at s11, the one behind centrepoint. it's really quite good actually. and quite cheap too. two veg and one meat is $2.80. and i finished dinner pretty fast and realised i had nothing to do except go back to work. which i did. i desperately wanted to take a nap but i couldn't. who sleeps in the middle of orchard road?

alright, i'll admit that i'm just waiting for jon to come home. i'm pretty used to him being away by now but it's just not the same when he's not around.

i keep getting nightmares involving ketchup and customers dressed in white.