sigh

i have oil in my carpet.

that makes me sad.

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in other news. there has been enormous temptation lately to backslide into what i previously was, and there are so, so many things i could do. and they’re all quite appealing to me, frankly, not having a conscience.

yet something is holding me back and stopping me from moving to this self-destructive end, and this is a time for the power of words and humility, and i forgive, i forgive, i forgive, i forgive, i forgive.

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and in normal news, fiesta was a big success! :D we homemade hokkien mee and chicken rice and bak kut teh (so we cheated a bit with premixes…) and yu sheng but still, response was much better than last year, and our decorations a lot chirpier. (not that last year’s was bad, but budget constraints, lah.) and hugs to my lovely comm wee zi (for rationality and pragmatism), lin (for enthusiasm and creativity), pepper (for endurance and persevering through sickness and a sore eye), louis (for uhh, carrying heavy things), and of course, cui (for being my partner in crime always). :) and twas a marvelous if tiring night, talking to yiwen and sara and italian guy whose name i can’t spell :\ but huzzah!

and back to the real world of internship applications. sigh. anyone has advertising lobang?