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When it gets really cold in Singapore, I feel as if I'm in another country, in the rural areas of a foreign country where there are no skyscrapers, no 21-storey buildings, no flourescent street lamps. Or maybe I feel like I'm in a hotel room, looking out of the windows into a night scene I've never seen. Maybe its the chilly air and the purplish sky that feels out of place in Singapore. The idyllic countryside, the pitch black night sky with the twinkling shining stars are so alluring. I'd love to visit such a place again.

And for some reason I like staying in hotel rooms. I even adore the big black bulky TVs. It'll probably not be the same without those relics of the last decade.

Shit I'm probably crazy. This is the time of life when every of my peer is worrying about their future, about the place where they will further their studies. I am too relaxed and not worried about it.

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