saturday

dinner with dukies - everyone from my batch except a- who excused herself because of a family thing. everyone's working for the government, everyone and their pet goat, and the conversation was all elections and the world bank meeting and oh i'm sorry i fell asleep.

i'm puzzled - am i supposed to care? does there come a point where you have no friends if you don't? you know, when it's just a couple of people at table, tactful direction of the conversation towards mutually acceptable topics is achievable, but five against one is not a very fair fight. and i've tried to care, i honestly have, but every time i open the newspapers to read the "election" "news" my eyes start pooling with blood and i can't see the words.

Currently reading:
Nobody Nowhere - Donna Williams

post-script:
on further reflection, i realise that it's not the subject of singaporean government in itself that bores me, it's the subject of singaporean government discussed by singaporeans from a singaporean perspective. also: the endless prattling on about people who are heads of this and whatnot department/minstry being posted in/posted out/promoted/publicly shamed etc. I DON'T CARE. I REALLY REALLY DON'T.