My bag started out with some hope of being neatly packed and quickly declined. I sometimes travel like this but I am happiest when I have the time to pack everything as it should look.
I was so certain I’d take a train and stay in the hotel I booked and only now do I remember why these decisions are unwise. God help me.
It was meant to be a quiet day. Then the text came. Smiley has passed on. I keep thinking of the Smiley I knew. And the Smiley who struggled later on. Ammonia encephalopathy. I didn’t know this existed yesterday.
When I was a kid I knew there would be an age where many of the faces from my childhood would fade from life, but Smiley is just simply too…young. I thought it’d be our grandparents first. Come to think of it, I was the only one in the group with grandparents to lose.
JL can’t teman me this time, so I got train tickets. I don’t think I can make the drive alone, I’ve been really tired of being behind the wheel lately.
I now know that a face moisturiser is not supposed to tingle like a spicy mint.
Pets and Yas were quite appalled.
I also now know this is not a possible side effect of having not moisturised for years, although how they came to this conclusion when I doubt they’ve ever tested out the theory, idk.
Went to the wrong mall for dinner, because I have travel anxieties and would never have gone anywhere that wasn’t immediately next door to the train station.
But we did meet up after for some Godiva. I had the ice cream. I don’t understand the appeal. Like a slightly upgraded McDs cone.
I don’t get the appeal at allllll. But okay the chocolate stuff on the wafer cone was quite nice.
We hit the pharmacy cause the girls wanted to get some products. There were so many women inside, and a line of men waiting outside. I didn’t want to be with the men, so I went in, but then I realised I didn’t want to be in the way in this crowd. So I left to get a new red T-shirt for CNY.
Yas came over to find me in the men’s department gleefully trying on flannel shirts as it’s the lesbian cliche I do not own. I didn’t look good in flannel shirts ☹️ not even as a Cina datuk ☹️
Pets got me sugar free sweets for the train ride.
A gunshot so loud from the rooftops, I felt unsafe. The force of the explosion set off a car alarm next to us.
A large security guard peeked out. I asked him 🤷🏻♂️ and the guard replied 🤷🏻♂️. We 🤷🏻♂️ each other back and forth a few times. I asked if this was a usual occurence, he said no.
He pointed at the curry mee stalls far behind us as the source of the gunshot. I told him it actually came from the top of the building he’s guarding. 🤷🏻♂️.
I don’t think this is within his pay grade. My step quickens, I worry that whoever fired the shot has us in sight. Is this how people who live in the US feel?
It is a relief to get into the car.
It’s 4am and I can’t sleep. I accidentally napped on the train, somewhere between watching the episodes on the scorpion mouse, lobster and iguana in The Blue Planet.
I remember a time when we had to lie to ourselves about how many educational documentaries we would watch if we got that tv/satellite subscription.