Now I think it's been well established that I am 2 notches above needy and the number 1 advocate for affection so I guess I'm just going to have to live up to that again today.
Today, today -
We celebrated Cheryl's birthday at Din Tai Fung (without KW though BOOOOO you whore) - after a lot of walking into cake shops and asking each other
"is this atas enough"
"does this even come close to looking atas to you"
"okay then we get a roti prata cake"
"are you serious"
"well you tell me what she likes I've only known her for 12 weeks PLS"
We settled for a red velvet cheesecake in the end (10/10 would NOT recommend) and then had a really good lunch. (Y'know how countries have national flowers/national birds? If we had a group-food it would be xiao long baos.) Anyway, we laughed and laughed till my tummy hurt and I teared a little and my mascara ran a little as well, but we had to go eventually because #GBS.
It wasn't until like half an hour ago after Cheryl Char-grilled and I were on Telegram sending each other stupid stickers, talking about mean girls when we all said goodnight and Char-grilled sent me a bunch of bear stickers (ok just 2) and said GOODNIGHT JY MEIPING that I realised:
1) how Chinese our conversations are
2) how much I was going to miss them and their weekly nonsense
Dear goodness I am too weak a human being - but oggay thanks for being the greatest, craziest and weirdest project group mates alive for putting up with my shit and having me put up with all your crazy shit too and doing the weirdest shit together like what project group does movie nights and sleepovers and I'm just way too glad we met this sem :'''''')
I HAVE SO MUCH MORE FEELS TO SHARE but I don't want to be gross/weak/meiping sooooo
love you guys plenty and strat mag needs me now.
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