Wednesday, May 4, 2011

only yesterday was the time of our lives





she is the most amazing singer ever. okay, i posted this multiple times but it's so, so good.

today was the most productive day of all the other days i've had these couple of months. woke up at 7.30, went to update my medical status (at freaking telok blangah - waited 20 mins for a cab and paid 26 cos' it was peak hour) and parked myself in vivo's starbucks waiting for Fat to finish her class. in the span of less than 2 hours i finished geog tutorials, a gp essay outline and more than half of my lit readings.

i should start studying outside. distractions like this are keeping me from the grander things in life.  like how i wouldn't have known the tragedy of blair peach during the southhall riots. yet it was the internet that shed light on my lack of knowledge for anne frank (like where she hid etc.) and accounted for many of the inspirations for writing. whatever luh, right now the important things aren't related to the computer.

to bore you further, we went to cotton on (it's a must to go whenever we're there cos' they have a discount section) but the discounted stuff weren't appealing. got 2 singlets for 30 though! wouldn't say it's cheap since the ones i've got are only 5 each. i like them a lot though. EwF next, then esplanade's library where i did a little research.

the day was good.


p.s, i'm very inspired by the landed gentry in Britain's 19th century. the flirtatious balls when flirting wasn't condoned but widely accepted and encouraged, the classy look the men pulled off effortlessly with a fag in their hand, the corsets and petticoats the women wore that made them look demure and dainty and the amazing mansions and castles they occupied with spacious halls and game rooms and libraries with towering bookshelves, not to mention the lush gardens and grand gates and perennial fountains.

yeah, i have fantasies okay. i would like to write something of this era and setting but i don't have any ideas that would comfortably snug in since all of them are modern. austen, keats and fitzsgerald had it good. 

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