It feels weird to write 2013, but I shall slowly get used to it. super blur sotong mins did not even realise the photos that I hung on her wall until this morning. Our first year anniversary was spent overseas, in Sri Lanka. She gave me a scrapbook containing our happy memories. Sorry that I did not have the time/resources in lanka to plan something extravagant. Even putting off fireworks is a no-no according to the team leader due to the chance of a fire breaking out. Everything here so restricted, no freedom at all, I hate it.

What a boring new year. There were no fireworks unlike the pretty ones that I am accustomed to in Singapore. This place is just so rural and the 23 of us are just the only noise-generating guests. I am lucky to have 3g, wonder how would I survive without it. 1st Jan 2013 is so overrated as there is nothing exciting to do here. I am thankful for mins by my side. There were girls drinking and smoking, a wild side of them which I have not seen before. However, they were playing Tamil and Hindi songs which are totally not my type. I cannot act high even with that pathetic can of beer. It just felt awkward sitting there and watching them dance like crazy. Me and mins secretly left after awhile.

We did not do anything special in class, lessons continued as per normal as if there was no special day. D, as usual, in the morning was kinda hungover and sleepy. But smallsqaure was enthusiastic and chirpy despite being locked out of the room and not having enough sleep. We did sports and showed the final cricket match between India and Srilanka. The tether game was fun as the students liked to move around. The blindfolded one was led by a partner who can see and must be able to speak up to lead the partner. If they spoke any word of Tamil, they would have to start from station one again.

So that about sums up my new year in Srilanka, nothing fabulous, I got a taste of a rural countdown and won’t want to do it again.