Spring has arrived..

Spring has finally dawned... the birds are twittering madly every morning (how irritating when i want to sleep!) and clear skies with longer days are here.

i'll be putting up pictures soon once i finish my blasted essays--yes, yes i was last minute so i'm churning out about 1000 words a day on average nowadays just to make the deadliens, but i'm so glad to be here :)

Oldest's best:

On an msn conversation when i wondered aloud to a friend whether it hurt chickens to lay eggs...

after many speculations on my part (A) as to how it must be like childbirth, or whether it is akin to having really bad constipation, B flooded me with links on how hens lay their eggs.

A says: Oh Gawd, shouldn't have gotten you started!

B: Heh heh heh. but you *were* wondering.

All right little hen, I'm going to bed
A says: (9:50:12 PM)
cluck cluck cluck
A says: (9:50:15 PM)
iwas wondering

A says: (9:50:26 PM)
would u do my essay for me??
B (9:50:35 PM)
pawk pawk pawk
A (9:50:56 PM)
but i *am*
A(9:51:00 PM)
wondering in earnest now...
B (9:51:00 PM)
Your chikkens would have laid their eggs in vain
A: (9:51:59 PM)
RARRR!
B(9:53:26 PM)
Work hard
B (9:53:31 PM)
Make your chikkens proud of you

Oldest's best. it's amazing how, despite the many years when I barely meet up with her, that old friendship built on a mutual nocturnal love of night phone calls, music, when we were young and swinging university students, we still manage to fall into such silly conversations.

I hope we grow old together. (Beams) If you are reading this, blackie, this one's for you!

and now i have to go back to my dratted, decidedly none-hen or egg related essay...

snowing in London

this is what greeted me this morning... yes it snows in April!

crazy isn't it?

it must be global warming, i tell you...it's supposed to be spring, not winter!

the worse hit will be the animals, and my guess would be the poor, fuel costs and all.

still there's something magical about seeing snowflakes...

i didn't see this in December--so its a late christmas for me!

Being thoroughly spoilt

I went home to Singapore for a week: it was a whirlwind of meeting up with family, a few friends, battling my allergies which came back with a vengeance and buying things for London living (i bought braised peanuts...do you have a problem with that?!)

here's me hiding during an unexpected birthday celebration.

Twenty-eight.

how awfully old that feels suddenly, and yet i feel no closer to settling my life.

Time seems to fly by and yet stand still for me--i'm still trying to sort out my life direction whilst my friends are buying apartments, flats, getting married, giving birth.

Yes, i know, at my age, people of my mother's generation were already laden with kids.

Am i worried that I am still almost like a footloose and fancy free barely turned twenty year old?

i guess, sometimes. i don't mean about the getting married bit, i mean the haven't seem to sort out my life direction bit. But then again, i believe that it's much better i take my own route than follow the crowd--in my case---because how much worse if i shortcircuit everything and get myself caught up in what one of my professors term the 'lock-step existence'?

anyway, to those of you who are reading this blog and whom i didnt meet...please don't be offended. i forgot to bring my mobile phone on which i stored all the numbers...

i'll meet up with you the next time i am home!