Time is really flying by, isn't it.
I'm finally back in sunny Singapore, and I don't even think the initial euphoria has worn off yet. Finally seeing my sister, swimming in the pool, drinking endless amounts of teh peng and meeting old friends is just something Canberra cannot provide. My sis, for one, is now heavier than I can carry and can knock people over with a hug (not so fun after the first time). It's strange, the ease at which I can admit to myself how much more I can love Singapore more than Australia. I've probably spent most of my younger years hating this place and trying to escape.
Anyway, Fenner is lovely as a second home. The people there are pleasant and friendly, and by far the only complaint I have is the unsavory fear of getting my food stolen. I remember first-year me laughing and thinking, "Ha ha! There's no way I would move into that place. If I wanted to get my food stolen, I'll just leave it to the ants." (I actually did think exactly that, and the shocking meanness of it is why I remember it so well.) But Fenner is wonderful, and I'm glad to have a place to look forward to returning to.
Incidentally, I've been quite obsessed with personality tests lately. Like the Myers-Briggs Typology. I just cannot wrap my head around how there can only be 16 personality variations among 6 billion people (it feels like a cosmic inside joke). Of the thirty-something people I have asked, they all seem to agree that the test is fairly accurate. Under my pestering, my parents have done the test too, and apparently I'm more similar to my mum than my dad (which is interesting because my mum and I polar opposites in terms of interests, social interactions etc). I keep rereading over and over the explanations for my personality type. It's as if someone had been secretly living in your head, got bored and so is now gracious enough to explain yourself to you (I imagine that fellow must be an INTJ.)
In the meantime, while I wait for most of my sg buddies to finish their exams, I'm going bowling with my dad and shopping for more shoes. It's good to be back.
