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these boring little details make up a life
Before I left for Singapore, I had a dentist appointment. The assistant who was charged with taking x-rays exclaimed, "Oh my god, you have such a small mouth!" The sad but true fact is that the first thing that came into my head was, "Well, clearly I am not destined for pro-blowjobs. What a tragedy." I guess the life of a hooker is not for me - at least not a successful one. I also am lacking in the boobage and ass areas, you see.
Though I am feeling slightly better about that in Singapore. Here I am not short! Being as curvy as a stick is not that uncommon either! I am actually about average height, which is shocking. I imagine the international students from Sweden and Holland that I've met here (who are 5'7"+) feel quite the towering giant in crowds, what with their abilities to see over a sea of heads.
This first week was a bit of frantic errand-running and adjustment period, but I think I have more or less settled in. I've got my phone and my bank account, got my student ID and my public transit card. I know how to get to my classes and how to get to the canteen, and I'm all moved into my dorm room. It's a single with a washbasin, which at first I thought was not much since, oh god, sharing a bathroom with a hall - I haven't ever done that. I only lived in the dorms my first year at uni and then we had suites, so we only shared a bathroom between four rooms (eight girs total). Then I moved into apartments where, you know, private bathrooms. Bliss. I'm still not looking forward to communal showers, but I have come to appreciate how helpful it is to have a sink/running water in the room.
Anyhow, let's just confirm right off the bat that I will probably continue to be abysmal at keeping up with LJ this semester. To stay in touch, hit me up on Facebook or Skype (shadesofmei) or MSN. Or you can track my thus-far sporadically-updated travel blog, which I will attempt to be better about updating, because LJ has been struggling to keep my interest lately. No, that's a lie, LJ hasn't even been trying. It's not a hard battle for Singapore to win! (All the best life stories have battles, I told you.)
An an advertisement for my travel blog, so your interest may be piqued: my next post up there will most likely be about my classes (so far I like all of them and one of them I love in so many dirtyfilthygood ways - if it were a person, I would have sexy sex with it so fast, you have no idea) and general school-centric experience so far. (All the best advertisements have sex, and that's just common knowledge. Plus it's way more interesting of a hook than going, "Oh, so the professor of that class I'd have sex with? Young, male, hot, smart, and also a fashion photographer."
Tell the truth, you're curious now, aren't you?)
So tune in for the next update over at Orchestrated Lies. xx
Though I am feeling slightly better about that in Singapore. Here I am not short! Being as curvy as a stick is not that uncommon either! I am actually about average height, which is shocking. I imagine the international students from Sweden and Holland that I've met here (who are 5'7"+) feel quite the towering giant in crowds, what with their abilities to see over a sea of heads.
This first week was a bit of frantic errand-running and adjustment period, but I think I have more or less settled in. I've got my phone and my bank account, got my student ID and my public transit card. I know how to get to my classes and how to get to the canteen, and I'm all moved into my dorm room. It's a single with a washbasin, which at first I thought was not much since, oh god, sharing a bathroom with a hall - I haven't ever done that. I only lived in the dorms my first year at uni and then we had suites, so we only shared a bathroom between four rooms (eight girs total). Then I moved into apartments where, you know, private bathrooms. Bliss. I'm still not looking forward to communal showers, but I have come to appreciate how helpful it is to have a sink/running water in the room.
Anyhow, let's just confirm right off the bat that I will probably continue to be abysmal at keeping up with LJ this semester. To stay in touch, hit me up on Facebook or Skype (shadesofmei) or MSN. Or you can track my thus-far sporadically-updated travel blog, which I will attempt to be better about updating, because LJ has been struggling to keep my interest lately. No, that's a lie, LJ hasn't even been trying. It's not a hard battle for Singapore to win! (All the best life stories have battles, I told you.)
An an advertisement for my travel blog, so your interest may be piqued: my next post up there will most likely be about my classes (so far I like all of them and one of them I love in so many dirtyfilthygood ways - if it were a person, I would have sexy sex with it so fast, you have no idea) and general school-centric experience so far. (All the best advertisements have sex, and that's just common knowledge. Plus it's way more interesting of a hook than going, "Oh, so the professor of that class I'd have sex with? Young, male, hot, smart, and also a fashion photographer."
Tell the truth, you're curious now, aren't you?)
So tune in for the next update over at Orchestrated Lies. xx