i looked up and suddenly, i didn't recognise where i was. it's not like i've only been there once or twice. this was kembangan mrt station; i knew it fairly well. but this afternoon, it felt like something out of the future tt felt nostalgic. it felt so... tentative. but there was a whiff of familiarity about the whole scene tt was comforting. my thoughtlessness formed an security blanket round me, diluting the pervasive changes.

later: my beloved bedok interchange with it's old-school everything. past the fruit stall, nangka aroma forced itself up my nose (not tt i resisted much). i love pasars (hari, malam - everything!).

last night i wondered when daddy was gonna tell us bout his affair with aunty jessie. it's not like i don't already know.
did you know tt brie and Berri dark grape juice make a good snack?