too many words thrown about this weekend. i must manifest emptiness like Buddhism preaches. be impenetrable while representing a multitude of things. i'm starting to fall in love with Buddhism. I'm so screwed. and so many "i"s - should we reevaluate our blog's existence?!?!? is this a good way to keep in touch? as i shed more of my shell strangely it's getting more insular and self-centered leh.

but on happier things, had a strange dinner with my roommate, neighbors and 3 other korean boys. i could only think of the missy elliot song with machi where she went "boys oh boys something something chinese boys". i knew it was going to be hostile culturally when they asked me at the start if singapore chops off people's hands when they steal. then my roomie and neighbor started speaking chinese and you only do that when you say bad things about the people you're with and don't want them to understand you... ended off with "ryan" smoking (attempting to look cool i think), jun kicking an umbrella into "hey"( that's his name.. kept on going hey! i'm hey!)'s crotch, john my neighbor fighting with guy whose name i've forgotten and my roomie jumping on me to piggyback her, all on the streets outside the restaurant. nv thought a birthday dinner could be so exciting.