bumper post, since i haven't blogged for days- which doesn't usually happen, and since i don't know if people do read this anyway (not that it matters most of the time it just feels like a monologue to myself which i do actually engage in in real life. just sometimes kay, i'm not a weirdo.).

my sis tried (rather unsuccessfully) to wheel me around ttsh today in the provided wheelchair and i would say it's a massive failure and that she would definitely be a road hazard if wheeling a wheelchair is any indicator of how good a driver you will be. epic fail. if i knew the radiology department was so near i'd just have gone on crutches to save the hassle. gah.

went to school early to meet soohf so she could help me get some stuff and for me to pass her some 'housewarming' items though her house isn't really quite warmed yet- i guess the girls are just all busy with work, no time to set an official housewarming date.

met my tutor on the way while i was (struggling) halfway across the long walkway near AS6 and had given up and wanted to sit down at a bench that wasn't so near to the classroom. Strangely, we talked for more than 40 minutes non-stop and it was a rather interesting and very comfortable conversation. He isn't quite as anti-establishment as how he seemed during tutorials (yes perhaps maybe just misunderstood), and surprisingly, he's really, really, seriously nice.

like nice.

and the whole time i couldn't help but get distracted by how unabashedly he gave direct eye contact and had very open gestures and was very erm, open to disclosing things about himself to strangers (me. well i guess not-) and also how fitted his shirt was and how i'm sure he would totally be soohf's type- beefy but boyish. heh.

all this just adds to my already massive experience telling me that people are not what they seem and never to judge people based on first impressions- or first tutorials, whatever.

but anyway i SO have to show him to soohf. he's SO her type. grrrr.

on another note, taking this governance module has made me think about how politics, government and people interact and how much politics really matters in a way that i'd never really thought about or bothered to before- i just didn't care. it didn't matter, things were fine, no major issues, so i didn't care.

now that all the major problems are frothing at the same period, with the government taking an ultra-defensive 'the government is not responsible for blah-blah' stance, it's likely that a lot of negative sentiments are going to snowball into something more heated. I'm just looking forward/anticipating it. amusing. apathetic at the moment, but it's sad considering how well we've been/done so far and how much blood sweat and tears PAP has put into mothering Singapore. it's too bad they choose to deal with things in such a manner.

anticipating a good show.

on the topic of shows-

haven't caught inception, nor despicable me (which i really wanna watch!) understandably (considering my current physical situation- imagine me buying a movie ticket

lady: what seat you want?

me: err, the one nearest to the door, so i don't need go via stairs)

i overhear people talking about it ALL the time, in class, on the radio, at the hospital blah blah.

i'm just wondering what POV i'd get from it- from a psych perspective.

volunteer to chauffeur me to the cinema and then a sedan lift up the cinema stairs to my seat extremely welcome.

is inception really that awesome? the whole 'dream in a dream' thing-

strangely (or maybe not so strangely) i actually dreamt about running.

i went through this period of time of desperately trying to come up with and maintain this 'healthy fitness regime lifestyle' which included having to wake up at 7am to put on my running shoes to go running- which i never really managed to accomplish successfully. much.

i dreamt about it.

you know when you're half asleep and half awake it's always that immense internal struggle in your head before you decide if you want to give in to sin and the comfortable bed and go back to zzz or to just get your lazy ass off the bed?

when i checked my phone and it was 7+ am, i actually was already 3/4 up, ready to get over grumbling and to put on my running shoes and then i realised my foot was in a cast and that it was a bloody dream. or dream-ish. whatever it was.

after which i proceeded to dismiss myself as a dumb ass and go back to sleep.

i'm just missing being normal so badly.

not having to depend on people.

oh come back, normal human abilities.

i won't grumble about my lack of athleticism anymore.

well, not so much.