I'm pretty glad that my visit to Singapore this time had resulted me more clarity and decisions on what to do next (academically). I'm back in Jakarta at the moment, and very much ready for a whole new adventure that is soon.
I flew to Singapore on Monday the 7th of May with Dad on a stormy morning, arriving at Changi airport at the perfect time for brunch. We rushed to the nearest laksa place near our stay, which was the same place we stayed at the last time we were there. I was feeling rather tired due to only 3 hours of sleep the night before, and I couldn't sleep on the plane either. I was actually nervous about the Uni interview I've got on the next day's schedule. Whenever I felt like dozing off something in my head just constantly forced me back awake to think of what to say to the faculty tomorrow. And because Dad made an appointment for a check-up at the hospital at 3 in the afternoon, I had no time to sleep after we checked in.
First day was filled with mostly preparing for my Uni application. Preparing passport photos, portfolio folder and all that while Dad was on several meetings himself. Wondering around the city myself meanwhile, I observed so many things, nothing too new either since I've been there several times over the year. Singapore is a very structured city, a little neater than Melbourne even. Everything moves fast and alert. I'd like it there, the only thing I'd be struggling with is perhaps the people and their accent. Dad arranged a dinner with his ex colleague later that day. I was stuck in the middle of a business talk for about three hours, made me want to finish another bottle of wine alone.
The next morning I went to TVT office with Dad to meet his other colleague and to check out his entire office in Fusionopolis, got a sneak peek of its professional working space while Dad had a meeting there for a while. We made a quick stop at McD for lunch before going to Lasalle campus at 4 in the afternoon. There were Indian girls smiling prettily at me. I always think smiles of strangers are the sincerest. There were plenty of pretty children wherever I walked but I didn't get to photograph much because my camera was mostly buried deep down in my bag, and I was mostly rushing from a place to another. Arriving on campus, I didn't think much about the interview anymore. I finished at 5:30 and got my letter of recommendation right away, I was relieved.
We went back to the hotel to put our laptops and my portfolio because we're going to have dinner someplace nice and didn't want to carry heavies. On our way back to the hotel, we stopped at a mini bar for a little celebration. It was my first time drinking beer with Dad, he was the one who actually offered me drinks. I think it's occasional. But with him it's always red wine and cheap steak anyways. I realized how much I enjoy hanging out with him.
I woke up the next morning to a little note from Dad beside my bed, saying that he had checked us out of the hotel and telling me to meet him later at 1 in the afternoon to go with him to a student hostel we planned to inspect before going to the airport. Also to a text message from my boyfriend, saying that he just landed in Singapore. It's a bummer that he didn't end up getting the exact dates as I did for his Singapore trip, so he just arrived on the day I was leaving. And if you're wondering whether he's on a Uni visit trip too, you are correct. Luckily, though only for a bit, I still got to see him. We had Gogo breakfast and wandered around, mostly stopping for sweet nibbles, and going to a music store where we bought band shirts. We didn't spent that many hours together, but the times we spent imagining if everything goes smoothly and we get to be together in Singapore this July was more than enough for me. At lease until the weekend. He'll be back tomorrow, and I just can't wait to attack him with hugs.
• Left: Quick brekkie at Soekarno Hatta. The weather was very depressing and totally despised morning flights.
Right: A photograph taken on the plane. Spot the smiling girl •
• Clarke Quay view alongside the river. Everything about this place reminded me of Yarra River in Melbourne, there were lovers everywhere, all I thought of was my boyfriend and how much I missed him already •
• The Turkish Ice Cream seller with a smile I remembered taking a picture of last year, serving me Pistachio ice cream •