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Mood: down Fact of the day: event of the week: Singaporeans from Wisconsin visiting this coming weekend.
I actually had a wonderful weekend. It already had a good start on Thursday, when I went swing dancing with shaun on thursday [yeah, these days, my weekend tends to start on thursdays.] It's just been such a long time since I last swing danced, except during my lindy hop classes, but that doesn't count. So it was like an old passion rekindled when I danced and rediscovered why I loved it so much I pay so much money per lesson just to learn more.
On Friday, the movie was pretty cool. Bedazzled.....I was indeed dazzled...by Liz Hurley's body. Woohoo...she has a really toned and curvy bod. I won't comment on her actual looks, or her acting skills, but I really think her body's so drool-worthy. Even for me. Hmm....the movie made me laugh too, so though this isn't exactly the brainiest movie around, I highly recommend it. It's entertaining.
On Saturday, I woke up luxuriously late, actually saw my younger brother on ICQ, which totally made my day. I miss him so much, for being so cute, so spastic sometime, so "mean" to me and for loving me. God, I'm homesick. He wants me to write a Chinese script for him, cos his student union wants to put up a drama production. I'm quite sure he's only asking me out of courtesy, because I've written plays before, but I felt like I was important to him. Which was a really good feeling.
Because it was Sweetest Day, my two closest juniors also bought me some sweets and fortune cookies [it's a long story. Hahaha...]. Though I don't really know what's the significance of Sweetest Day, I felt quite touched by their gesture. What have I done to deserve so much affection from them? They're also the ones who were singing me the songs on MAF, to cheer me up.
The same day, Josh's friend came to visit from another university. I don't know what Josh said to him, I suspect he's trying to matchmake the two of us, but the guy was immediately real friendly towards to me. While I went for lion dance practice, they went off to somewhat sightsee a little. After that, they actually came all the way home again, to ask me if I wanted to have dinner with them. My goodness..I felt so flattered. But too bad, I said no, and bleah, due to my ushering schedule, I didn't see the guy again and he left this morning.
I think I started feeling down from yesterday night. Maybe it's the play that I ushered. Maybe it's homesickness. But I just didn't feel good. So I slept early.
And woke up with a freaking headache.
Which was why I was groggy and grouchy the whole day. I didn't even have the energy to whine about it, but just went about doing my usual stuff. It's already Sunday, so I didn't really have a choice - I had to be up and about doing things, or my Monday is screwed. Li was really sweet and baked me brownies and cookies to cheer me up. I felt really touched, as if in the whole world, she was the only one who reached out to me when she saw that I was in pain.
I spent about half a day searching for a reasonably priced air ticket to Osaka, to visit my elder brother. To no avail. It was frustrating, to say the least. I'm not going to pay freaking $1.5k just to get there! Sheesh...I don't even know if my brother would be keen to see me. It's been kinda weird, I felt like I would be disturbing him, and I know he would very much rather it was his girlfriend visiting than me. But I miss him so much, I really wanted to go. After the whole frustrating process of just looking for an air ticket, I'm not so sure anymore. It's definitely going to be a very big strain on my finances. Though I've been working 2 jobs to try to save up for this vacation, it's still not enough. So sick and tired.
By 11.30pm, I felt so demoralised, and was in so much pain, I went to bed.
And here I am, at 4.30am, typing on my computer about all that's happened. I don't know what to feel. On one hand, I feel quite blessed, to have friends like my juniors and Li. On the other hand, I'm still crying.
You know what's the funniest thing? One of my friends emailed me, and told me about some other person, saying that she's very pitiful, cries to sleep and such, reminding me to be real nice to her and to make her feel better. I like that girl, so of course I'll be nice to her. Just the irony, that my tears were falling right when I was reading that email.
Sigh. Things are of course more complicated than that. My weekend's about so much more. But I'm tired. I don't want to say anymore. I think I should try to go to sleep again. Screw my homework. I'm freaking not feeling well. Not well at all.
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