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I am at an amusement park by the english seaside (which in practice looked more like a cross between the beach by Trengganu & East Coast Park) and its raining heavily. I'm there trying to find someone in charge to give them Simon's CV because he wanted to apply for a job there. But it was wet and cold. I crouched down at the edge of the walkway, facing the waters that lapped gently at the shore. Aunties in their flipflops and children in pastel shorts saunder past.

Suddenly, I'm at my hostel. I live there, apparently. And old hand i was... I met some first years in their shorts, standing outside. Suddenly I recall that I'm a first year too, doing a BA in Fine Arts. BA in FINE ARTS? I recalled that I was "doing it to stay in the country". But why had i chosen to do a three year bachelor's degree when i already had a degree in english lit? And what country was I in? It looked like some amalgam between singapore and london, but was neither! Where was i? It made no sense! In any case, while wondering all this in my head, i followed the two hapless firstyears down the corridor. This led me to the school canteen. It had amazingly cheap food - i couldn't decide on what to buy! I gazed at the fried beancurd, char kway teow, and other local singaporean delights sold at all the stores...