It's been slightly past one month since I came back to Asia. I still have not gotten a job, but tomorrow I will be moving to my new pad in Singapore. Contrary to my previous places, this one is near to the city and doesn't have many people living in it. I hope it's going to be good. Sometimes I think about life back in US. It was so near yet so far. Only one month, but the memories are slipping away, fast. I really should make it a point to put my life down on papers, so that one day if I could not recall those beautiful days I had, I could flip the pages of this diary and find some comfort in the penned-down memories. I went to see W, my uni friend today in Yan Ting. It's a great dim sum place in a beautiful hotel. And he brought his friends (including his friend who was visiting from LA), SK, Ian and SY. It was a great time. We headed to Chinatown to visit famous Indian temple and a famous Buddhist temple. And we ate Guilinggao and Bak Kut Teh. Yesterday I ate black-pepper crabs and durians with H, V and SK. I feel grateful to have these friends in SG.