Spinning: Miracle - Vertical Horizon
Before I go tottering off to do all the Lit homework that's piled up on my desk, allow me to blog about the past few days, starting from August 7th.
August 7th was Mabel's birthday. Unfortunately, I don't have too many pictures of the event; for that I'll redirect you to the birthday girl herself. After a failed surprise attempt in school, we went to Bugis to eat, gossip, and talk. Yeah, yeah, I know it's barely a few weeks to the prelims, but I think this week is a welcome reprieve from all the late nights we've been keeping.
August 8th was a noteworthy day for various reasons - happy and sad. For the former reason, along with a bunch of other 35ers, I'd gone to school (unlike those lazy pigs sleeping at home!) and witnessed for myself TJ's 'National Day Idol'. Entertaining for awhile - one of them was pretty good - but some others were cringeworthy... I must add that it takes a whole lot of guts to be up there and belt out a song in front of the whole school. And, on another note, perhaps I could interest you in a few shots I took of my friends dancing the mass dance:
ZH grins sheepishly and Amande screams "I'm a ninny!" Haha!
Ivan wants to make some noise
After that, ZH, Mab, XT, SY and me headed to my place to do one of the most unhappening things on earth: a project. It was so uninspiring, all of us could've fell asleep sitting up. Lunch was a much more interesting affair - we'd headed to Arab Street's Zam Zam to gobble up some prata, murtabak and mee goreng. Cheap (S$9.90 for 3 people) and good, people!
Thereafter, I headed to Century Square in what was supposed to be a belated birthday celebration for QPN, my long-time squadmate. She'd treated us to Häagen-Dazs, which is IMO one of the most effective ways to burn a hole in your pocket. My condolences to your pocket, QPN. We had fondue fountain ice-cream. The most sinful thing I've ever consumed in the past year. But it was fun poking around in the pot! To give you an idea of what it looks like:
Poke, poke, poke.
Dip, dip, dip.
QPN holds her gift and strikes a beautiful pose.
The hilarious thing was that, since where were sitting was out in the open, i.e. along the mall's corridors, every person who walked past our table would stare at the bubbling pot of chocolate, and if it was a girlfriend, she would whisper (I lip-read, maybe inaccurate but it's most likely what they said) "Oh my god, look at that!" (clings on to boyfriend's arm) "I want to have that!". Ah, Häagen-Dazs was really clever in designing their little branch in CS. Free advertizing indeed. And of course, Mariana, being Mariana, would say something like, "Oh my god, this is really delicious!" everytime somebody stared. Talk about being gloaty.
I did mention August 8th was noteworthy because of a not so happy reason too, didn't I? I'd originally wanted to write a tribute of sorts, but somehow, I can't find the words to fully bring out what I feel about it. Anyhow, it's been 4 years and 4 years is not short, not long, but (i'm really tempted to say a viable, dieable...) it's enough for me to recover somewhat and move on. Wounds have turned into scars and are fast healing - I believe it's the same for my siblings and my mother.
August 9th was our nation's birthday. There weren't any special arrangements for the day; I only went with my sister to my aunt's place for dinner -- and if you must know what I ate - Pumpkin Soup, baked pasta, and walnut brownies topped with vanilla ice-cream. It was good, man! I'm gonna learn how to cook from her...
That said, that was how I spent my week. And I've left all my work for today, and am regretting it as usual.
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Most of you who read my blog should know of my interest in psychology, but I've never really talked about it in my blog, yeah? Well, over the ice-cream fondue, my comrade in Literature Marilyn was telling me about a book she was studying - and how her teacher referred her to a man named Carl Jung. Carl Jung was an expert in psychiatry, and apparently he was considered to be Freud's 'heir apparent'. I won't say more or else this entry will stretch for another few paragraphs - but if you've got time and interest, read about Carl Jung's theory. I'm most interested in his 'Persona' theory because I think it's very real. And check out that Venetian mask! Heh heh.
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I do have blackmail-able pictures of you during the NDP celebration as well :D:D Shall show you later.
Ivan
what the heck!?!?!!
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