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Saturday, December 10, 2011
Taiwan Part 12 - 12:33 AM
Taiwan immersion. Day 14, 9/12, 7.35am.


I didn't blog yesterday. A reason is cause my phone was out of battery on my way home. So I couldn't like use my 'free time' to blog. But yesterday was just a normal day I guess.

Except the overwhelming sense of familiarity with Benedict. (: I've known him for so long. Since p5. But we haven't been keeping in touch as much since sec3 where we went to separate classes.

Of all immersion programmes I've participated in, the only thing in common of the three is that all were with Benedict.

He was the first of my friends that started mapling with me. He was the one that played maple with me during our peak too (2008).

We were in the same class in lower sec too. And we sat together for more than a year. And after that he shifted to the seat behind me.

To be honest I don't have as much of the bitch-factor to talk to him. But yet we can still talk. And confide. And care and look out for each other.

I've such a great friend. And I'm glad the immersion came to remind me of this. If not it might have just faded away as we grew apart. Now I'll just remember to try harder to keep "u" and "s" together haha.

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This morning I'm blogging cause I'm just feeling the oddly overwhelming sense of emoness. I decided to take my mind away from the hosts by plugging in my ear pieces. And songs that I'd rather listen to today were all those of separation longing and regret. I'm quite sure it's related to the trip.

I was actually thinking. Why didn't I cry during the sec 4 Eoy. And during results and when we were all going to different schools. I dont think it's cause I don't love them as much. But probably perhaps I know that I can still meet them cause we're bounded by something so much more tangible.

For the people in this Taiwan trip. After this Taiwan trip will we still keep in touch? Will people still have the capacity within them to hold both emotions and academic pursuits at the same time?

I know it's just thinking too far ahead or thinking too much. But can anyone really tell me we can make time to have all 77 people in the same room anymore.

What about the nice people we've met overseas? It's so hard to have a sudden close relationship with anyone you met within a week, who is someone with a complete different cultural upbringing and mindset.

And even if we do keep in touch. Will it be for the purpose of getting to know the person so much more to the extent of being like close friends? And what's the point of it at all. Perhaps a friend to visit when we go to the country again? Don't you fucktards tell me for business opportunities.

I don't know. Friendships seem so intangible the more and more and more you forge along the way. I don't know if that sentence makes sense. Like when you have a few close friends. They are everything. But when you start making more friends you want to try to become good friends with them cause they deserve it as a person and you like them for who they are. But then at that stage will they be willing to reciprocate, cause they already have their decent acceptable number of friends. And once you do people of your past move on and you might not have made new friends to fill in the cavity of loneliness.

In the end. Who are really your best friends. This terms has already been somewhat forsaken in the people especially boys of our age. With no constant reassurance that they still regard you as best friends, I feel somewhat "attention seeking" and fearful that im now alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Because I give my all into people I know I can go beyond as acquaintances into friends, and good friends to close friends to best friends. But sometimes I don't feel that constant reassurance that I need to overwhelm my senses of inferiorities.

Perhaps that why I felt the way I did, 'Justin'.



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Taiwan immersion. Day 14, 9/12, 10.32pm.

I'm on the train now. Just boarded from Shilin. I've no idea why I'm feeling rather empty with anger of the hosts brewing inside. Benedict and tzehin and buddies went to get Chao da Ji pa from Shilin. And I went all the way to Shilin and didnt get to eat it. Cause he has to go home fucker. Take a cab home la for gods sake. Tomorrows Saturday bitch. I cant wait to be rid of him forever.

Empty probably cause I just left the group and now I'm alone again. And knowing the connection between the nicer befriendable and worth befriending taiwanese and singaporeans I've interacted with and want to interact with, is about to be broken soon.

And sorry. Fuck! What the shit is this. He's black facing me. Nvm. But I just got killed. He made me get onto this bus so fucking crowded and he got on before I did. What if I got trapped outside? Not that it would have been a problem. But then what happened next I was super pissed off. I was standing on the base steps of the door and then the door closed rubbing and pushing me. And I almost got caught in the door? Fuck? And the bus moved. And I was there at the precarious position where should the door open id fall out or the door opens and catches my clothes and skin into the door. Fuck!?!?! Then I was standing there facing a guys belly. And smelling him for 10 min + not being able to move. Seriously. Fuck this la. The buddy isn't making it better.

Anyways. Today I didn't buy anything again sigh. I did see clothes la but I didn't dare to buy. I'm not ready to step into the world of fashion and like apparel and all. Cause once I'm in I can't get out. Sigh. What am I to do with the way I present myself in public/work next time.

Much rants of me and the retarded host on twitter done there and then so I'm just lazy to repeat it. I'm telling you all im super pissed off. Sigh.

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