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Monday, September 15, 2003

my cousin arrived at my doorstep 9am saturday. he was amazed i was up at this hour. Whenever i'm reminded by such situations, i'd be amazed at myself too. what ever happened to those lazy slacking bumming days when i polished off 10-12 hours overnight? what has innervated my lazy bones with discipline and a totally incomprehensible agitation and dislike of sleeping over 9 hours?

i don't know. all i know right now is i'm so yearning for a brownie with ice-cream. i'm in the ang mo kio library trying to get some readings done. they have absolutely delicious sinful brownies here. oh boy, my tummy is growling its grumblings.

my cousin. name kim. age 30 or approaching it. he's younger than my boyfriend. what can i really say about him now.. he's been travelling, back-packing for nearly a year now, going through all the asian countries. one night when i was showing him the photos of my bangkok trip, i asked him if he had taken any photos. all of the photos he's got are about people, insects, friends stoning, and something about acme products...
He's what we singaporeans call eurasian. i wonder if caucasians ever use this word... part swedish, part asian. his eyes are green with slight tinge of brown. but on certain occasions, his eyes are much browner than green. i'll note the occasions next time around. what else..
a master degree in computer engineering.

he's trying to quit smoking, in the attempt to become super fit. recovering from a bout of flue. lodging in my house, sleeping on the couch.

today we're going to my mother's cousin's house for dinner. i find the possible relation between my mother's cousin and my cousin weird. i wonder if she's trying to invite him to church.

i'm wondering when i'm going to finish this and get my brownie. hungry!!

posted by happyhannon at 5:30 PM