Alas, rejoice. Last post for this blog, unless of course part of my brain cocked up and i feel like writing here on impulse. And talking about the end of this blog, it’s the end of the semester. Okay, wait half a semester. School’s been fun. Class is fun. The people in class is fun. I didn’t know FSV could be this fun. Anyhow, that day I was at Starbucks Borders (damn good place to people watch) I was intending to watch people but instead I saw this hot guy I’ve been seeing every now and then and he was there. Technically he wasn’t there. His friend was there and i knew he was going to be there and indeed.. an hour later tralalalala along came him and his other friends who were gayly hot. But let’s crap out the gay part.It’s saddening to know that gay or soft boys are hot. And so, I was there, right opposite him. I visually memorised what he wore. He crosses his left leg over the right one. That’s about it. When I stood up, he cutely rushed to my seat and idly chuck his macbook onto my seat. Ah damn, he was eyeing my seat for quite some time. How gay can that get? But I was too tired and ignorant to actually look at him. Maybe because i know who he was and most probably he knows me because I know people who know him and he knows people who know me. I love connections. How each of us is sort of connected to the other person and the other person. It’s like how disease spread. A spiderweb effect. I came to ngee ann with the idea of not having much friend or having difficulty making friends. Just that womanly uncanny instinct. But.. everyone knew everyone and it’s simply so pleasing to know that people actually know each other. It’s nice knowing random people who happened to be connected in your social clique. Ciao