Last night was spent at Bryan's. It's been quite some time since we last gathered like this. And like this doesn't refer to just sheer numbers. Nobody was complaining about anything, and no one was having a go at anyone, and the touchy topic of IG wasn't brought up.

Our first IG experience was The Best- there is no contest. I had felt threatened by the sub-coms last year, afraid that fresh blood would come between us. And I wasn't the only one. This year, I worry that the friction caused by clashing opinions will wear friendships out. Again, I don't stand alone. But that magical first year, we were clueless, untainted and just out to have fun. And somehow, we gelled.

A few months later, Pear and I happened, and suddenly my blog was seeing a lot less angst-ridden entries.

I don't know what my point is. I guess I'm just glad that we - and I'm not just focusing on Pear and I now- found that elusive spark in one another, and I'm thankful.



And to disrupt the solemn mood like Sheena claims I always do, I AM CRAZY HUNGRY!