chat;

Skype should get a prize for the amount of good it’s done in this world.
There’s nothing like being able to hear someone’s voice while simultaneously seeing their lips move to the rhythm of their words, and the animation that comes in the crumpling and straightening of their faces (especially when they’re miles away).

And then there’s that level of satisfaction I get in knowing that while my hair battles away through this war against humidity, there is a place out there (as has been evident from the condition of my girlfriends’ hair) where my hair can find peace and beauty and.. happiness. Yes, sheer happiness.

Singapore has its perks but I will never forgive it for what it does to my hair.