update again

Am heading back to Taiping in about 3 hours. Dad's driving down. Yes, I think he needs to get himself a hobby. I'm not complaining. I mean, if he's not coming I would have to carry my luggage and wait in the hot sun for a bus. It's just that it's more expensive to drive here and back. I want to use that money to watch Transformers in IMAX. Saw the trailer in the cinema yesterday. Better graphics than the first one, but the mouth motion still looks fake.

Anyway, once I get back, I plan to settle my passporty stuff, take a new official photo and see what I can do about my visa things. Then, I plan to take lovely long swims in the CRC pool. And I'll borrow all the National Geographics and Economists rotting in the library and I will drown in air-conditioned heaven. Special jab at Ng and Yan: My plans do not include hanging out with friends because they don't blog about where they are. Yan, where is your 'Coming Soon' blog? Where? It's been coming soon for months already.

The thing about going back to Taiping is that conversation invariably steers towards topics that I have zero interest in. Like this time, I will be hearing about scholarships: who got it, who should get it but didn't, surprise getters, the SPM scores of those who got it, yadayadayada. Meh. Like I give a damn. And my brother will start talking about really really lala things like who's dating who, who likes who but is afraid because this other who looks like she/he likes another who, who's smsing who when one of the who is in a relationship with some other who. My brother's turning lala (insert dramatic sound effect). Who knows how to cure lalaness, please contact me.

And no, I will not visit my high school because I don't like it anymore. Most of the great teachers are gone. The school is growing more and more pretentious and self-advertizing. They ripped off the wooden platform I etched my initials on. And most unforgivably, they painted the beautiful building diarrhea-brown and rectal-bleeding-red. I shall never forgive that blasphemy. Ng, Yan and I plan to come back in ten years' time with enough money to paint it back to its austere combination of white-and-blue. Want to join, Jane?

My god. An update turned into a rant. Blah. Whatever. I'll go pack now.

Swing out.