The Ego Episodes

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Friday, Feb. 06, 2004

She's So High

Hi there!

Do you know that there's one person out there who's just dying to read another entry from me? Yeah.

Me. Yes, me. It's a terrible waste of paragraph, this. Me explaining myself after each unplanned hiatus. So I won't. Explain. I'm still computer-less. Answers everything, isn't it?

Okay, in other news, (since, you know, I've already devoted one entry (or more?) on missing Liam and I really don't want to hear any "Yes, WE GET IT. Move on already!") school isn't that exciting anymore.

Apart from Chinese New Year, there has been no other event with the effect of disturbing the equilibrium I'm in. Every week is the same. I wake up, attend lectures, cram for tutorials, go for choir practice, eat, sleep, wake up, and so on and so forth.

Then something happens that summons all your dormant happy chemicals in you to activity. There's nothing like seeing someone after a period of well, non-seeing.

YES, MY SOUL SISTA'S BACK IN TOWN!

I was dozing off halfway through my Management textbook (hideous subject, by the way) when my phone rang. Still a little bit disoriented from that almost-sleep, I didn't recognize it was my soul sista until she mentioned my name. It's the same voice. And I let out a whispery "Eee!" because that's what I do when I'm excited.

When I went to the school coffee shop (bless that place), my eyes were in their normal myopic selves that I didn't see her right away. She said my name and all I could manage was a whispery "Eee!" because that's what I do when I'm excited. We hugged and all was well. Hee, really. I forgot how comfortable I am whenever I'm around with her.

It had been raining all afternoon (In fact, it started raining right after I put out the last shirt to dry in the, uh, oh shoot. There was no sun.) and it fired up an intense craving for hot chocolate. If there were spirits in charge of fulfilling man's desire, from the soul-reviving to the most mundane as, say, a cup of hot chocolate, then yesterday they rocked. Soul sista got me hot chocolate! A large one! And again, all was well.

She also got me a shirt from FCUK (I just made a typo so thank you, Delete function! I do not want to make an apology and call it a "spelling malfunction", if you know what I mean. Hee.), which, I am wearing right now, with my denim skirt, with which I could do an awkward, not-quite-there version of Beyonce's Butt Dance.

We had dinner at the school canteen and talked. There's much to share, really. I missed all the long talks, the walk to the Valley, sitting by the lake, watching tv, talking about tv ... gosh, that was so much fun. When it was time for me to leave for choir, I gave her a hug and rejoiced in the fact that I will be seeing her again in a few months for her convocation.

I skipped one early class this morning but I don't feel guilty. Some lectures are just not worth attending. I have another class in half an hour and with bavarian-filled Dunkin' Donuts (courtesy of Soul Sista) and brewed coffee for breakfast, nothing could ruin this day. I won't let it.