...And you know what is most worrying, is that I scored about a fifth higher on my musical and lingual intelligences than my spatial. Spatial's the art one. So now I am doubtfilled about my career choices! :(

So I've been going to Phu My 3 with my dad in the morning to interview the workers for my business IA. I get the impression they're actually very qualified. The only thing holding them back is their substandard English and the widely-held belief that all viet things are unreliable.

I've found a way to get on facebook and windowslive/hotmail! My dad has this weird psp-esque gadget (5/4 times its size) that can somehow connect. You use a stylus, just like a tiny little tablet pc :) Quite fun. I spent yesterday night-morning handwriting my IMs to Bond and GraceAnneChua :)

Every day I come to the same conclusion: I no longer have a country I can truly call home. Sure, Singapore's always going to be there, but the Singapore from my memory and Singapore now already feel sooo different! And it's only been 2 years since I've lived there proper (and 6 months since I've been in the country). How incompatible will my Singapura be compared to the Singapore of 2012?
What's even more depressing: what I look forward to the most when I think about going back is the food. Not the friends. The friends have their own lives to live, and their own friends to hang out with, their own friends to wish happy birthday to. Or maybe I'm just bitter hahaha. Still, you know you've drifted a little too far when they can't even remember the general month!!!!! >:(
...Don't worry chenting, you're on my highly esoteric list of Friends I'd Do Almost Anything For :))))))

The first few times I came back to Singapore, I'd take a deep breath of the fresh (or not-so-fresh) air once I got off the plane/left the airport. The first few times, I'd get slightly put off whenever I was flying off back to 'Nam. Now I'm so... indifferent to it all. Saigon's familiar as well, you know. Dirt and dust and whistling cheekopeks and friends and all.
I don't think I'll ever consider it home though. Once all my jetset friends fly off to other countries and universities/international schools, Vietnam will hold nothing for me.

The last day of school was quite fun :) during the first period of math, we went to one of the labs and played vector racing. And I beat Mr Peter, self-proclaimed 'undefeated world champion' hohox. And during the second period, we did some sudoku. I was the fastest!!! And Mr Peter gave me gummy worms and some other weird gummy treats. You know, despite his compulsion towards neatness, I still quite like Mr Peter. No, he doesn't hate me. He just doesn't like me as much as he does Rosa. AKSJDGAKSGASGAG
So anyway. 3rd period was home period. He challenged me to a game of suicide chess, and won. Though I shall be bitter and remark that that just means he's good at losing all his damn pieces! >:(
Afterwards I played Hanh and won and joked that that was just 'cause winning comes naturally to her, even when winning isn't really winning in the context of the rules. Ahah. Geez I am SO bitter sometimes! And I think hanging out with Hanh makes it worse. She's just so darn perfect :((((( She won SEVEN academic prizes even though she only takes SIX subjects hahah! The chemistry one was given to her by mistake, even though she doesn't do chem. I should really take a leaf out of her book.

We had an art festival today. All yr12s had to help organise, so I volunteered for the drama one. We were given three hours and two music tracks and told to enact a short skit containing a silent tablaeu and a frozen scene containing all the cast (probably so Mr. R'd have an easier time taking pictures of us for bisbuzz/the intranet ahah).
I nominated thehao as co-director and we came up with a coolio plot divided into about 3 loose scenes.
Zee plot: Thehao and I ("we're Mr. and Mrs. *pose* Smith.") go to The Village for our honeymoon. We talk to the villagers and note how perfect they are, then go off and watch the sunset on a cliff (the left corner of thge auditorium stage). Meanwhile, we play the graveyard track, and the villagers transform into zombies. We unknowingly walk back and are ambushed and piled on top of. We escape screaming, I hide from him the fact that I was bitten, and run away. I attack him when we stop to rest in a clearing ("Honey, are you okay?" "Never better." *attack!*).
WE WON THE CATEGORY YAYYYYY. My fellow dalat yr12s later thanked me for saving the sitch ahaha ('twas the only category we won). The total of the drama, band and something else categories' points bagged us a tie with Saigon for first place so far :) Tomorrow's group song and something else categories will decide for real which house wins.

We've been playing counter-strike in the common room. Ahahah. Most of the guys' laptops and hanh's laptop have it installed. They play during break and lunch and frees. They've started a fever! Ruth, Arief and I joined up last week! We've even installed it on our comps so we can all play. Apparently you put IBCSplayer before your chosen moniker. Can't wait can't wait can't wait!

Oh and I've developed an interest in photography! It's so awesome and funzors. I shall join the photog club next year so I can touch the largetastic nikon camera Mr. Richard got the school to buy us :)

Okay, I really really want the new iPhone 3G. And for once, I can buy it, too. I have the monies and everything! It's so cheap, somemore. A 16GB one is US$299. Positively paltry compared to the US$600 price tag the original commanded at its opening. My dad was even offering to have one preordered and shipped over from the US, since it ain't coming to Singapore anytime soon (much less 'Nam. The original iPhone hasn't even started legally being sold in 'Nam o_O).
It'll be great. I'll ship it from the states, sim unlock it in 'Nam, get all sorts of cheap apps in 'Nam (maybe even free, since technically the iPhone isn't sold here) and have the coolest phone in school since My, Louise and Khanh Ly's original iPhones. Heh heh. The only thing I dislike about the 3G one is their ugly ass plastic behind. I liked the aluminium one a lot! :(
Anyway, I got to thinking, and I guess I shall wait till like a week or two after it's been released in the states so I can read reviews and see if it's really all it's cracked up to be. Who knows, uncle henry might even have appropriated one by then, being such a technowhiz and all. Then I can just get the scoop from him!

The countdown to July 11 starts now!

Oh ya and y'all, change of plans. I'm coming back to Singapore from the 9th of July now, not the 28th of June. I shall commence appointment booking next week, heh heh.

Y'know, I think I suffer from existential anxiety. Suffered. I quite clearly remember being kinda hung up about the whole How Do You Know We Have A Soul? thing when I was younger. But then I think I just kinda... repressed it. And tried to distract myself with other things. And eventually religious faith just kinda grew over the mess. Which on hindsight is pretty unstable. It's like... I'm avoiding the whole topic because I'm afraid that if I get into it, I really won't find any proof. Though that's what faith is all about, isn't it? Knowing something even without logical proof.

Are you wondering right now what made me bring up all the bad memories? The lyrics of 'I Will Follow You Into The Dark', that's what! Lookee:

No blinding light
Or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for a hint of a spark

AWWWWW. See, that's the verse that actually managed to motivate me into memorising the whole damn song. And then writing a fanfic on it. Damnnnnnnn, I know.

Would you like to hear my thoughts on free will? Too bad, you're already here. No take backs!
I think that we do have free will. It's just, God knows us so well that he based his overall Plan on his predictions of how we'd react to stuff. And he sets it out in a certain way so that everything that happens is the least bad thing that can happen.
E.g. losing my grandma back in '99 and gaining a heart while young and impressionable is better than growing up a beyotch and not caring about her death 9 years later. And believe me, I would've become one heckuva meanie! Even more mean than I am now (which is really saying something).

...I loathe myself. (I keed, I keed! Kinda)

Take care and stay tuned for the next exciting episode of Chia Lynn's life-ponderings!

Well, my birthday wasn't thaaaaaat bad. I guess. Ahah! One more year till eighteen. In the morning before ur English A1 unseen paper everyone wished me happy birthday and hugged me, so that was nice. And later in the evening we all went to Texas Bar BQ for ribs and da eun and I only had to pay about 600thou each? THE RIBS WERE SO GOOD MMMMM. The pmbuddies didn't come though! :( Ostensibly some ABC gathering. Meh.
Lala was finally introduced to me ahaha, at that arabian place on mac thi buoi near Juice (I LOVE JUICE). She's freaky and nice and hyper when half-gone, and that's why I like her. Plus, apparently she can't stand those little yr9/10 kids from BIS who always tag along with her and mai whenever they go out, heh heh! I THOUGHT there was something fishy going on over there!
And later on arief, ruth, charlotte, andrew and da eun had to leave, so I hung around with khanh che, dennis and robin at lush where all the IS/SSIS/french school people were. This one french dude had trouble ordering because the ladies kept ignoring him/telling him to wait and taking other people's orders hahaha. So I helped him! :) I wish I were french :( And I spoke to this israeli guy and his girlfriend at one point. And one disgusting viet guy was like staring at me and once made drinking motions with his hand, even though I never looked at him for more than a half second with intervals of like ten minutes. Obviously someone doesn't know the rules of flirtage!

Oh and in the taxi home I realised I TOTALLY SOUND LOCAL WHEN I SAY DIRECT THE DRIVER IN VIET WOOOOOOOOOO :)))) And also the calibre of taxi drivers in nam are totally getting better. I am like so surprised! Two years ago all their taxis reeked of sweat and grossness and they couldn't speak english, and now like the 272727s have little tvs at the back (albeit with looped programming) and half of them speak english and aren't grumpy asses.
Even diamond plaza's totally getting better! Last week, when I went there after church for lunch, I spotted new retail shops on the second floor ANDDDD a tous les jour at the foodcourt :) NOT EVEN SINGAPORE HAS A TOUS LES JOUR!!!!!!!!!!