I slept around 4 AM this morning again, but did not sleep well at all
 because there were loud noises outside (they may have been birds, but I
 am unfamiliar with Singaporean bird noises). My sister texted me at 
8:15 AM to contact our mother, so I decided to finally wake up. I 
quickly webcammed with my mother and updated her about my time in 
Singapore and my arrival to SFO at 11:40 AM. After this, I worked a bit 
more on my blog and chatted with friends. I cannot wait to be home!
I
 had a haircut scheduled for Shunji Matsuo at 11:30 AM. Laney and James'
 supervisor recommended this salon and both of them recently received 
likeable haircuts from there, which is why I decided to trust this 
salon with my transition to short hair. 
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| Shunji Matsuo at Holland Village | 
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| Interior of salon... and the remainders of my long hair | 
 I
 have been quite anxious about getting a short cut. I had short hair 
during my sophomore year of high school, and it wasn't exactly the most 
pleasant of experiences (I had wavy hair, which made my short hair 
difficult to control). I spent the next 4 to 5 years growing out my hair
 into the length it was today, and I was going to destroy my effort by 
cutting it off. However, I needed change. I am tired of being called 
"cute", tired of sporting a feminine and traditional look. Singapore has
 definitely de-emphasized physical appearances, and I hoped the haircut 
would secure that change in mindset. However, the salon did not entirely
 fulfill my wishes. I do like my haircut, but it is not drastic. It 
seemed that the salon staff admired my wavy hair and thought it to be a 
pity to cut it all off; my hair stylist, River, wanted to preserve my 
waves and instead gave me a longish bob. I hope that as soon as I grow 
my fringe a bit longer, I can cut my hair even shorter.

 
While
 I was in the MRT station and walking toward the train platform, I 
stopped by Each a Cup for an earl grey milk tea at 50% sugar. Michael 
said this place had delicious drinks, so I decided to try it before I 
left the country. He was right-- it was indeed the best milk tea I've 
ever had! Many American milk tea stores claim to have roasted milk teas,
 but this milk tea actually had a roasted taste. I cannot put my finger 
on it, but it had a roasted and rich sweetness instead of the pure 
sweetness that most milk tea stores sell. However, despite its 
deliciousness, I regretted drinking it before I had breakfast because it
 upset my stomach and ruined my appetite for the rest of the day. 
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| Early grey milk tea | 
 I
 needed to exchange the Singaporean money I received from NCCS into 
American dollars, which is why I made a long journey to Chinatown. Along
 the way, I stopped by Buona Vista to make a spontaneous trip to the 
Star Vista. I've never visited the Star Vista before, so I wanted to 
explore it a bit while I had the chance. The outdoor mall mostly had 
restaurants and random shops, so I did not spend much time there. 
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| The Star Vista | 
 Afterwards,
 I continued my journey to Chinatown and stopped by the People's Park 
Complex. By the time I finished exchanging my money, it was already past
 2 PM. I had a manicure/pedicure appointment (Laney, Emily, and I bought
 a GroupOn deal for this) at 2:30 PM, so I quickly grabbed a pork bun 
outside the complex and bought Singapore key-chains from Pagoda Street. 
The pork bun didn't taste as good as it should've because my appetite 
was askew due to the milk tea. It was definitely unfortunate that my 
appetite was ruined on my last day in Singapore.
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| Love the food stalls in front of People's Park Complex! | 
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| My last pork bun :( | 
 Around
 2:20 PM, I grabbed a taxi to the Gallery Hotel, which is where the Nail
 Spa Studio is located. The Gallery Hotel is located quite a ways from 
the Clarke Quay MRT station, and I wanted to conserve time. 
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| The Gallery Hotel | 
 It
 was my first time receiving a manicure and a pedicure and I usually do 
not care about my nails, so it was an interesting experience. The 
stylist was very friendly, and because we were around the same age, we 
were about to talk about everything from Singaporean vs. American 
culture to horror movies. She dropped out of high school, so she brought
 a different perspective to life that I wouldn't have known about. It's 
amazing the unique types of people you meet through these types of 
conversations!
After my manicure, I decided to explore a bit. I sighted the Liang Court
 from a distance away, and headed there as a reference point. 
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| Walked along the river | 
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| The Liang Court | 
 I
 explored the Liang Court, but found that most of the shops inside were 
food places. My appetite was still irregular, so I did not find the food
 appealing and quickly left. From there, I headed to Clarke Quay. It was
 definitely strange exploring the area during the day; it was empty and 
dull, while at night it is bustling with activity and almost fantastical
 as though it was another world. It felt surreal and appropriate for my sad farewell to Singapore. 
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| The empty bridge in Clarke Quay | 

 

 
After
 my explorations of Clarke Quay, I returned back to PGP. We were 
originally planning to have a dinner with Jessica, Nelson, and his 
friends, but Nelson and his friends wanted Japanese food while Jessica 
and I wanted Indian. They went ahead with a Japanese buffet, which left 
Jessica and I to look for food options. Wei Wei, the research associate 
in my lab, recommended Annalakshmi, and we decided to head there for 
dinner. However, Jessica who had arrived before I did found that the 
restaurant was booked for a dinner, and we decided to have dinner at 
Chinatown instead. I ordered a delicious food porridge, and because I 
did not eat much today and it was my last meal in Singapore, I ordered a
 second dish-- Fu Zhou noodle. Both were very tasty; I definitely love 
the Chinese food in Singapore, especially the porridge and noodles. The 
porridge is rich and flavorful, and the noodles are so perfect in 
texture and chewiness that it seems as though they are handmade (perhaps
 they are)! I will woefully miss these dishes when I am back in the 
United States. Chinese food will never be the same! 
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| Fish porridge | 
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| Fu Zhou noodle | 
 After
 we finished eating, Jessica and I just spend the remainder of the time 
talking; we had interesting conversations and it was great to get to 
know her better. Before we knew it, it was 11 PM and we decided to head 
back before the MRT closes at midnight. The MRT ride back to PGP was my 
last one, and that fact saddened me a bit. I took a clip of the ride and a photo of the map for memories.
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| Empty MRT | 
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| MRT system | 
By
 the time I arrived home, it was about 11:45 PM. I called the taxi 
company so I could book a taxi for 4 AM. My flight was at 7 AM Friday 
morning, and I definitely didn't want to miss it. I had saved $34 SGD 
for the taxi ride, but when I asked the operator for an estimation of 
the price, she told me that the ride would be $50! I panicked, because I
 did not have enough Singapore dollars, and asked if I could pay in 
American dollars. After a series of calls, it was established that I 
could pay with American dollars; However, luckily, I found more 
Singaporean dollars while packing, which saved me from paying in 
American dollars. I spent the rest of the night doing laundry and 
packing for my flight.