Sunday, December 18, 2005
korean hot pot!
this evening i took a break from trying to cram more principles and what exactly constituted a conspiracy and what onus was on the prosecution to prove beyond a reasonable doubt that a bunch of guys who hadn't yet committed a crime had already committed an inchoate offence under the criminal code. i decided to go for my last (and only) korean hot pot meal with the others before most of them returned to sg. i know my exams are still on and i am fucked for both advanced crim as well as international law, but knowing tt i might not see so many of these people till i'm back in sg, and even then i don't know if i'll see them around nus, i decided tt one last talk cock session (just in case i can't make the wednesday sushi one) would be a good idea.
there were 8 of us tonight. charlene, anne, weiquan, adrian, mervyn, me, and diana and ben from law. yeah... if you haven't figured out who ben is, he's the third law exchange student who's been awol from my atmosphere for the past 3 or 4 months or so here. diana finally found him. wahaha.
diana was mentioning how next year everyone else would be gone and it would just be "her, me and the chimney". apparently charlene's christened ben the chimney coz chimneys smoke.
we met a little after 7.30pm at the commonsblock. but given the travelling time, detours and delays, by the time we sat down at the korean restaurant at robson (which wasn't the original coz that one had closed down (!!!) ), it was around 9.50pm. we ordered 2 korean hot pots - pork ribs and assorted seafood, and a plate of pork bulgogi to share. the beef ribs were massive, but there was more bone than meat, and for the seafood they provided us with 1 big crab, a couple of prawns, oysters, mussels, squid and the cheaper stuff (i.e. tau gey and tofu), but it was kinda bland. liked the dinner though, even though i felt the first restaurant might have been more worth it. but there's something so comforting about communal eating and talking and laughing when it's winter and bitterly cold and -1 degrees outside. i have to start wearing my long johns under my jeans, and putting on my ski gloves. i honestly have no idea how bad it's going to be in chicago where it's going to be 0 degrees... farenheit (according to jason).
after tt we walked back down from robson to granville to catch the bus back. it was almost 12 am already by this time. but i stopped over at a gelato place to buy ice-cream (i like sweets. even when it's fucking cold), we stopped over at this japanese convenience store to buy drinks and snacks (i found cheesecake flavoured pocky! and it's really not bad.), and then we bought coffee from blenz coffee, this canadian coffee chain. the coffee's pretty decent, from what i could tell from weiquan's cafe latte. i ordered a mochachillo, which is a mocha frap. anne ordered an iced cafe latte (i think) tt was nice and sweet, and adrian ordered belgian white hot chocolate. YUM. drinking tt was like eating a warm liquid milky bar. heaven. all of us were standing outside blenz for a while with our drinks passing them from mouth to mouth. weiquan was remarking tt all the ang mohs inside were probably grossed out by all this communal sharing... so unhygenic. haha yeah i suppose they're probably understanding why SARS is more of an asian epidemic now. but then again i don't really see the diff. if you're swapping sexual partners as a societal norm, there is no tangible difference between tt and sharing food, now is there?
but fuck, it was cold. i thank god for the incredible heating on the bus. i wish tt there was greater frequency between buses here though, especially at night, because here it's not just time tt is the factor, but also the temperature, but it's all a matter of getting used to it. so whenever you guys in sg complain about waiting more than 10 min for the bus, be grateful you're not in vancity. half an hour is not abnormal, not even in the bitter cold.
but yeah. the bus is warm. and comfy. it's nice to be on the bus with a group of people you can just talk cock with in singlish. the walk back from the bus loop to totem wasn't so fun though. coz it was CCCCOOOOOLLLLLDDDD.
and now here i am, back in my room. it's 2am here and i'm still awake. i can hear tt anna nalick song playing in my head now. maybe i should play it on my itunes too. it's a good time. i'm too full to sleep anytime soon, so i'll probably try to do a bit more studying before my food digests enough for me to hit the sheets.
sometimes when i'm lonely, i look at the photos in my room or in my comp. of my family, my girls, my friends... and the smiles on those photos puts one big one on my face. similarly, thinking about the strange and irrelevant conversations tt we have whenever we have our communal dinners here put a smile on my face as well. even though i rarely say it, i do thank god tt these people, these friends, were here for me during this first few months of my exchange to be here for me, to talk to and understand me and for me to talk to, to hang out with and watch episodes of nip/tuck and desperate housewives with on occasion, to have both communal as well as totem dinners with and to make me laugh till my sides want to burst, to offer me support and to lend me stuff when i am lacking, and to accompany me on trips and just allow me to bug them if i have to.
thank you, guys. i know i will miss you when you guys go.
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and in other news, my floormate jackie slipped me a beautiful christmas card while i was out. she's returning to gibson's tomorrow coz her exams have ended. and i hadn't gotten anything for her yet. *sigh* she's one of my fave floormates here. i have to have to get her something from new york. her and diane.
christmas is coming, and i miss the people back in singapore. the people i won't be seeing for at least another 5 months. my babes, my jane and wanyi and sam (sounds like traces of lesbianism here, but i know tt they are all spoken for already anyway... or don't wish to be spoken for); and my girls (you all know who you are), and my family (biological, extended, and everything in between) and my friends... i know the christmas atmosphere is high in singapore. so merry christmas to you all (just in case i don't wish you again later)!
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
there were 8 of us tonight. charlene, anne, weiquan, adrian, mervyn, me, and diana and ben from law. yeah... if you haven't figured out who ben is, he's the third law exchange student who's been awol from my atmosphere for the past 3 or 4 months or so here. diana finally found him. wahaha.
diana was mentioning how next year everyone else would be gone and it would just be "her, me and the chimney". apparently charlene's christened ben the chimney coz chimneys smoke.
we met a little after 7.30pm at the commonsblock. but given the travelling time, detours and delays, by the time we sat down at the korean restaurant at robson (which wasn't the original coz that one had closed down (!!!) ), it was around 9.50pm. we ordered 2 korean hot pots - pork ribs and assorted seafood, and a plate of pork bulgogi to share. the beef ribs were massive, but there was more bone than meat, and for the seafood they provided us with 1 big crab, a couple of prawns, oysters, mussels, squid and the cheaper stuff (i.e. tau gey and tofu), but it was kinda bland. liked the dinner though, even though i felt the first restaurant might have been more worth it. but there's something so comforting about communal eating and talking and laughing when it's winter and bitterly cold and -1 degrees outside. i have to start wearing my long johns under my jeans, and putting on my ski gloves. i honestly have no idea how bad it's going to be in chicago where it's going to be 0 degrees... farenheit (according to jason).
after tt we walked back down from robson to granville to catch the bus back. it was almost 12 am already by this time. but i stopped over at a gelato place to buy ice-cream (i like sweets. even when it's fucking cold), we stopped over at this japanese convenience store to buy drinks and snacks (i found cheesecake flavoured pocky! and it's really not bad.), and then we bought coffee from blenz coffee, this canadian coffee chain. the coffee's pretty decent, from what i could tell from weiquan's cafe latte. i ordered a mochachillo, which is a mocha frap. anne ordered an iced cafe latte (i think) tt was nice and sweet, and adrian ordered belgian white hot chocolate. YUM. drinking tt was like eating a warm liquid milky bar. heaven. all of us were standing outside blenz for a while with our drinks passing them from mouth to mouth. weiquan was remarking tt all the ang mohs inside were probably grossed out by all this communal sharing... so unhygenic. haha yeah i suppose they're probably understanding why SARS is more of an asian epidemic now. but then again i don't really see the diff. if you're swapping sexual partners as a societal norm, there is no tangible difference between tt and sharing food, now is there?
but fuck, it was cold. i thank god for the incredible heating on the bus. i wish tt there was greater frequency between buses here though, especially at night, because here it's not just time tt is the factor, but also the temperature, but it's all a matter of getting used to it. so whenever you guys in sg complain about waiting more than 10 min for the bus, be grateful you're not in vancity. half an hour is not abnormal, not even in the bitter cold.
but yeah. the bus is warm. and comfy. it's nice to be on the bus with a group of people you can just talk cock with in singlish. the walk back from the bus loop to totem wasn't so fun though. coz it was CCCCOOOOOLLLLLDDDD.
and now here i am, back in my room. it's 2am here and i'm still awake. i can hear tt anna nalick song playing in my head now. maybe i should play it on my itunes too. it's a good time. i'm too full to sleep anytime soon, so i'll probably try to do a bit more studying before my food digests enough for me to hit the sheets.
sometimes when i'm lonely, i look at the photos in my room or in my comp. of my family, my girls, my friends... and the smiles on those photos puts one big one on my face. similarly, thinking about the strange and irrelevant conversations tt we have whenever we have our communal dinners here put a smile on my face as well. even though i rarely say it, i do thank god tt these people, these friends, were here for me during this first few months of my exchange to be here for me, to talk to and understand me and for me to talk to, to hang out with and watch episodes of nip/tuck and desperate housewives with on occasion, to have both communal as well as totem dinners with and to make me laugh till my sides want to burst, to offer me support and to lend me stuff when i am lacking, and to accompany me on trips and just allow me to bug them if i have to.
thank you, guys. i know i will miss you when you guys go.
.
.
.
and in other news, my floormate jackie slipped me a beautiful christmas card while i was out. she's returning to gibson's tomorrow coz her exams have ended. and i hadn't gotten anything for her yet. *sigh* she's one of my fave floormates here. i have to have to get her something from new york. her and diane.
christmas is coming, and i miss the people back in singapore. the people i won't be seeing for at least another 5 months. my babes, my jane and wanyi and sam (sounds like traces of lesbianism here, but i know tt they are all spoken for already anyway... or don't wish to be spoken for); and my girls (you all know who you are), and my family (biological, extended, and everything in between) and my friends... i know the christmas atmosphere is high in singapore. so merry christmas to you all (just in case i don't wish you again later)!
# posted by Kitana @ 12/18/2005 05:29:00 PM 
