black michelin

it feels the core of winter coming back with a vengeance (after having tops of 20oC for past few days), with temperature dipping below 10.

brrrrr...

too cold to bathe
too cold to go out
too cold to do anything
jus wanna turn on the heater and hide underneath the quilt and HIBERNATE.

but but but, i'm so gonna go out (gotto run some errands)... not complaining abt the going out bit but rather, having to wear my black and dull and t h i c k michelin suit. i look so damn fat in it. i wanna wear my summer clothes!!! sheesh, as if i cant wait. we'll be back in singapore in no time.

it was so fricking cold yesterday while i was waiting for the bus to get to work. i began shaking involuntarily. then i realised i had stopped checking the weather channel before getting dressed to go out. with spring approaching and the days getting warmer (so we thought), we've all forsaken the simple routine of checking the webby.

with going home thoughts constantly on my mind (how not to? with packing, administrative matters to attend to, etc), opinions/ thoughts/ feelings are subconsiously associated with the airport/ plane/ singapore/ going back. the airport has once been the most dreadful yet forth-looking place for both other half and i. tears of joy and tears of sadness. i had them both. for the past few days, i've been waking up feeling like i was on the plane. the cabin lights came on (u heck care, u carry on snuggling underneath the blanket - other half draws the blind). the cabin crew/ captain made the morning annoucement over the PA (u still didnt care. eyes shut tighter than before - other half said something which i cant decipher. nope, he wasnt saying good morning to me). then the inevitable came. u hear the stewardess asking the passengers in front of u if they want coffee, tea or me juice. u know its your turn next and u had to wake up (even though u felt like u havent slept a wink and were tired and sleepy). u wish to sleep more but even if u did, u jus cant seem to have a restful one. coffee aroma fills the air (other half's espresso), u wish to have one too (cos caffeine wakes the mind) but u cant for u're an caffeine intolerant freak.

here i m, typing tis and off we'll go after i publish it. will be beating the cold in my michelin suit and running never-ending errands. bleargh.