Wandering

When you've spent close to the whole day alternating between starring at a 13'3 inch screen and a bloody textbook, it's nice to be able to, well, do nothing.

Which is more or less what Jin and I did after gym today.

We just wandered around town. Actually, it was somewhat more purposeful then that la. Jin wanted to send his Macbook in to the iShop but the customer service counter was already closed. They were, however, having their 2nd anniversary celebrations (ALREADY) and the place was packed with people, a DJ, and get this, free finger food and ALCOHOL. Red wine and Veuve Clicquot. And so, being...us, we simply milled around, looking at overpriced accessories (and the new touch screen I pod which is lovely), eating strange concoctions and sipping on champagne. Very odd indeed.

Walked over for a quick dinner at the Japanese food store in the Taka basement. I swear, something is seriously wrong with these Japanese food store aunties. They are overly protective of their...wares...and they seem to have a lot of pent-up anger and aggression which manifests itself when you ask for extra sauce/order food around closing time. I don't expect quality service from The Summit but you would think that someone in the Orchard belt would have more manners. Nada. Jin bore the brunt of her choler though, so I was spared a second round of verbal sparring with another middle-aged, disgruntled woman with bad hair and an oily face.

And then the wandering took over. When you wander in Orchard, you almost inevitably end up in Borders, and that's where we found ourselves, aimlessly browsing magazines.

When the feet get tired the mind gets its turn to wander. So there we were, sitting at the cafe outside, aimlessly looking at Jin's archive of pictures.

I have this tendency to look at the photos of others and imagine how much fun they had growing up, in contrast to my...comparatively plain and at times painful teething years. I don't have very many pictures from my secondary school or JC days, although that may have something to do with a general lack of cameras at the start of the millennium. Now THAT'S a convenient excuse.

But yeah it's liberating to let one's mind wander every once in a while. And instead of burning the midnight oil, I'm going to turn in for the night soon, because, well, I just don't feel like studying.

I sometimes think that nights like the one just passed are a waste of time...objectively, I didn't accomplish ANYTHING. But there was something...poignant (is that the word?) in just sitting down with a good friend and sharing memories and laughs and common revulsion.

So the nomad continues wandering, indeed is quite happy to wander, although he's still hoping to find someplace to lay his head down for the night.