Julie has been a nice girl these days. She, somehow, manages to finish her assignments on time (a.k.a hours before deadline), goes for tuition on time, attends all her lectures, enjoys her tutorials and has quitted the job of infuriating her mother.
Haha.
Had a whale of a time doing street interviews with Madhav, Johanan and Edwin today, grabbing random people at the CBD area and asking them "So how are you feeling today?". While it was common to get rejected when the camera starts to record, there was a great sense of satisfaction from illiciting responses from people who didn't try to dodge when you approach them and were willing to speak their mind. We're in a society where free speech is allowed, so why are you so afraid of NUS students? Anyway I was telling the boys about the babes in the CBD - those shiny beauties zipping around with V8 and V10 engines and crooning their melodies to the envious stares of every passing man on the streets. Oh. And I did that crazy run-across-the-road thing again, but on the Porsche-infested roads this time. One beautiful Porsche outside UOB Plaza, one elusive R8 one football field away. Lurve. :)
:)
And for that 30 minutes, I'll climb those flights of stairs, brave the lunch crowd, dodge the mad traffic, and right into your comforting arms. For 30 minutes, if not all the time in the world.
I miss you.
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