The Great New Phase

Being unemployed is like waking up early in the morning realizing that you don’t have to. Being unemployed also means having virtually limitless time at your disposal. And to emo-emo people limitless time usually mean thinking limitlessly. Aherm* thinking limitlessly does not = working out GP essay points. Thinking limitlessly = thinking too much.

The whole thought of returning to Singapore both excites and intimidates. The exciting part is that I’d have full power over the POSBANK Nets card once again, and the whole first 3 week-getting-new-buddies experience. The rest would pretty much make up for the intimidating part.

On an entirely unrelated account, I had my very own Tour de NUS with my ex-roomie Brian today. When I said “Tour de NUS” I really mean it. We practically took the internal shuttle busses up and round the campus grounds just for the fun of it. Well, we did get a good view of a couple of halls which we will be residing in within the next few months. For four freaking years! Anyway the bus driver-uncle had to say “GET OUT!” before we finally yanked our butts off those cushioned seats.

Amidst the countless shady trees and the grey, ugly buildings planted across the entire university (I bet the chief architect cum colour coordinator was an ex-NJcian), we both noticed something else that was quite unmistakable. It was subtle yet obvious. It was nauseating but we could not throw up. It turned smiles into frowns; and hilarious conversations ended up as mundane discussions.

The place--I swear to God--was filled with geeks.

Girl geeks, guy geeks, tall and short geeks, nerd after nerd, they were flooding the campus! I have never seen such a huge assembly of _______ strolling around a single institution! (I left a blank cause I couldn’t describe nerds in a much more exaggerated manner. Please assist me in this by simply tagging on your left, TQ.) I never knew such a variety of walking, talking beings could exist. Walking careful yet nervous steps, thinking about the last math-equation they couldn’t solve or worse yet—about the ones they actually could, these scholars from outer space were bent on making Singapore the bookworm nation of the world! Maybe it already is…..

But since Singapore made a huge, huge mistake of accepting a bunch of wacky us again, maybe there is a teeny-weeny sign of hope that we won’t end up with 3-inch glasses (hey, mine ain’t that thick!), big fat freckles (mine are pimples, for heaven’s sake!), and bugged-teeth anytime soon (*smile* nice teeth!).

Still, today was F.R.E.A.K.Y. So here I am, typing some last few words before I get prepped for the 10.15 train tonight. The afternoon sightings were enough to give me the shivers whenever I think of this tiny dot on the globe. Enough of Singpore. Get me outta here – PERIOD!

NUS-NerdaliciousNational University of Singapore-NO PANTS TOO HIGH.THANKS!