im finally back in spore! was quite happy to return, though e short-lived excitement only set in e night before e flight. was quite sad to leave france as e southern france trip was incredibly fun, all thanks to the ' big catastrophic ' company heh, and also becoz it's destabilising to know that i wldnt be speaking french for e coming 8 wks (which isnt gonna bode v well for me since i'll be dealing with some dreary karl marx text for philo next yr BOO HOO), not to mention the fact that T will not be in france come next acad yr. nonetheless, im glad as ive scaled an all-new apogee by talking lotsa cock in french for hours on end during e trip. hah, it feels different to talk cock in different languages, and there's an extra kick i get out of finding e right equivalent expression. btw, im keeping my fingers crossed that i'll be able to get my return SIA flight back to paris. called to book one month ago yet all the flights for that period are already fully booked. thats a whole 3 months in advance and apparently its still not early enough.TSK. anw, e reason why im so hard-up to fly with SIA is that her bevy of new boeing 777-300 ERs is just like WOAAH!! e seat pitch and width, e space in e toilet, and e kickass wide screens!! WAH! and as i always try to, and usually manage to get seats beside the emergency exits, i can spread and move my legs like no one's business. if not for the unusually nondescript movies available onboard this time round, i think i wld have been much better entertained. and oh, those ppl flying raffles and business cls ought to help us economic ppl by sending feedback that its high time to change the menu across the board. its still e same since last summer.

e sporean furnace heat is just enervating beyond words, and it totally kills whatever joy there is to have over food and going out. have been dripping like a salty faucet whenever im out of the blowing range of an aircon/fan, and tts making me lazy to go out. even stoning seems like a hot, sweaty and sticky affair now. hmm.. anw its time for supper and some entertainment, but first, a shower.

p/s: a few words of gratitude for divine intervention in:

1) academics, for allowing me to do surprisingly well, very well indeed; though greedy me was still crestfallen at first at the partiality practised.

2) my social sphere, for allowing me to foster some very nice friendships in and outside of school, e former of which i couldnt even remotely imagine at the very beginning, so much so that i was kinda shocked when i felt sharp pangs of loss when school ended, and the sweet relief tt flooded thru me when i knew that at least some of the ones i hang out with are streamed into the same class as me next year. as for those i love hanging out with on wkends, they are beyond awesome.

Also, i must thank God for:

3)my over-hearty appetite haha, and my ability to lose weight quickly, and sadly, gain it back just as quickly. FOR, in just a span of 10 hours after touching down, ive wolfed down food sufficient for 2 ppl for a day. going at this rate, id be.. i dun wanna imagine.

4)my immunity to jetlag and getting drunk; for as such, i can play to e max!

5)my friends, esp those who care!!

6)last but not least, my family. for e gd-intentioned nagging and the sibling bickering tt helps sharpen my wit. and also for e macau/china/hk trip next wk, yippee!!! portuguese egg tarts and dimsum and shopping!!

i realised i left my uob mini-debit card back in france , and ive forgotten my PINs for my two spore cards YET AGAIN after 10 months of not using it. GREAT.

into the shower.