I'll Never Be The Same Again. In all caps, ye read that right.

From now on I will always be breaking out into a song, a love song from the 90s or one of those late 90s early 00s diva songs hahaha. Waited for a fucking bus to Singapore Night Safari for almost an hour. First waited for like 30 minutes in the wrong stop. And then missed the bus by 3 seconds on the correct stop and blablabla. The whole time we road the bus from Bugis to a bus stop around 30 minutes from the Night Safari, I was singing Libertines songs first and blablabla. And then from the long wait along Ang Moo Kio road (for that bus to NIght Safari) Ayisse and I started singing. And then from the final ride to Night Safari Remika wanted to shut both Ayisse and I up, especially me. Songs sung and partly danced to on the bus tonight:

Can't Stand Me Now - The Libertines
What Katie Did - The Libertines
That last post on the bugle song thing - The Libertines
Music (or whatever, yung hey mr. dj blablabla) - Madonna
Some Kylie
Will of the wind
Some barbara streisand and bryan adams song (I've Finally Found Someone)
I love rock n roll
blablabla

And then there was this around 13-14 year old looking kid who sat infront of us on the bus (we three occupied the seats at the back back most) was wearing like a yellow spag strap top and short white ra-ra skirt. And then a really tall/huge Indian man sat next to her and eyed her for a few times. It was funny she was small and he was tall. And then she got off the bus, shite, the back of her skirt was kinda folded? up. Not that it's the first time I've seen that but you know blablabla.

And then she did take a photo of herself at one point before the Indian men came on the bus.

No bus on the wya back from Night Safari which ended at 12mn btw. So we took the last bus to the farthest station, which was not very far. Alighted at the wrong station, rounded the whole corner of a block to eat at McDs. Walked 500m to try to lessen the cost if we're to take a taxi. Ended in the middle of Nowhere road. Got a taxi. Was wondering why we were driving North all throughout until kind Indian driver reconfirmed our destination. I think he thought we said Upper Serangoon when we said LAvender corner Serangoon. And he was like, "Why didn't you say LaVENder." This differences in diction is making us all crazy. I mean everybody just has a crazy diction and blablabla.

I want to sleep now. Was supposed to go to Fire Walking Festival but decided it might be as boring as the Hari Raya light up and I wouldn't die if I don't see taht firewaking festival.

bye bye

I still don't feel sleepy actually.

Anyway... Singapore is, drumroll please, pretty boring. I like being depressed and stuff, that's the melodramatic kind of depressed, but I would'nt want to live here because I'd be depressed in that rather annoying way. I mean, it's just not a place that inspires me. Maybe it's fun to live here as a student but on second thought I wouldn't want to live here.