takeoffs and landings;so news is,
I AM BACK.for some odd reason, my wandering and drifting about has pushed me back to the shores of a humid,green,tropical,very early singapore. i dropped school and everything and took the next possible plane out of vienna right back home-but of course, first stopping in the exotic sands of arabia, dubai-where i am sad to say i did not buy my very own shisha pipe. truth be told, i have no idea why i returned home so early either-i guess everything just got a little out of hand in europe, and i craved for some stability and some familiarity, plus of course i missed all of you. and when dad said that if and when i am finally tired of drifting, i am always welcome home, i guess it hit me that it was really time to come home for awhile.
and of course as usual, no one knew where i was, at what time, which country, what i was doing. which therefore made it easier to surprise all my favourite girls! it was good to hear libby screaming off the phone-which made all the plane passengers turn and look *yes i made a fucking phonecall while i was still on the plane and i dont care if itll crash*, and funny to see cheryl's stunned face-i could see her mind whirling in clockwork motion,"danielle? vienna? call at 6 pm? no she is standing here? HUH?". and of course its good for once to make phone calls to all my favourite people like dylan and leanne with NO overseas charge.
and then its good to eat something not fried, and spicy for once. the food in vienna, the sneaky little kebaps and schnitzels, they make you fat, and the food choices are so limited. so it was chilli crab,lobster,sun with moon's sukiyaki and the likes. and its finally occured to me that singapore is cheap. which also calculates to, im spending money without thinking here and "thats burning a deep hole in daddys pocket not that i never spent money like water to begin with just that it's getting worse."
im still rather uncomfortable in singapore-im suffering from jet lag which makes me wake up at 5pm, and apparently i just look totally at unease when im strolling orchard. plus the language is proving somewhat of a difficulty- i keep answering everybody in german and then i get stunned reactions from waiters, plus i fish out euros to pay.
it feels like i've been living 2 separate lives, somewhat like a schizo. and somewhat it feels like i've not ever really left this place, and things have just picked up where i've left off, rather like a movie on pause. it's definitely different, and it's going to take alot of adjusting-i know i've lost my freedom now that i am back.
but somehow i think it's all worth it. the jet lag, the loss of freedom, the goodbye to friends back in vienna, the fucking long plane ride. it's worth it when you see your best friend's reaction, to scurry down the stairs to surprise cheryl, to call libby and hear her scream, to finally see your boyfriend and have him take your hands in his, when you know you almost just missed him for good.
but this won't last, and eventually i will have to go back to my new home. so somehow with a bittersweetness, i'm living my life in singapore with a final relish, because when i leave, there will be no turning back the next time round.
anyway, photos from my travels up soon!
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danni blows a raspberry right at you.
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