Hanoi..

..is cold. n despite reminding myself while watching the news before the trip, i had forgotten to bring the appropriate jacket. borrowed PLS' punk nike jacket which is only half the length of my body. that is short. very short you know.

my dearies wanna meet on Good Friday. good god, when is that? i have been so out of town i had to pause whenever filling in the dates on immigration cards.

speaking about god. Or God. i had an exchange with Flo last nite. she was commenting on something and typed good God. i reflected that it's amusing that Christians always type god with the capital G and without themselves realising? Flo said something like there are many gods in her life.. money etc, but only one God. oh well, hard for me to fathom. God or god.

i digress.

n so Good Friday's coming's Friday. my dearies were so smart to email me so as to get my return date from the autoreply. but god, i gotta fly off again the following day. out. sigh.

Ling just said i am ugly. he went Funan by himself coz he says he can walk faster by himself. this = i walk slower = i have short legs = my legs are stumpy = not pretty = UGLY = he said i am ugly.

but i am in Hanoi. hehe.