Hurrah Hurrah!

Amidst the chaos of rushing for art projects and reading materials, I guess I de-stressed today. A little... with shopping!

I'm not a habitual shopper. I spend only to replenish, and I definitely couldn't miss the chance of the Bodyshop sale.. tsk tsk... I spent $36 on Body Butter (sounds luxurious eh?), 2 bottles of lotion (I think I need to see a psychiatrist for my scented lotion addiction), a bar of zesty smelling grapefruit soap and a bottle of plum & nectarine spritz.. They were good deals, and it's gonna last me through a long long time... There are certain times when one has to be like a pre-hibernating squirrel. Collect all while you can, to last through the winter (in this case, the rest of the year when Bodyshop's not having any sale and selling ridiculously pricy products).

Oh!! I watched The Nanny Diaries after shopping. I'd give it an 8 out of 10. Personally I loved the show, although I've yet to read the book (which I will. Soon)... The movie explores the boundaries of human society (I guess I'm digging too much of 'Singapore Society in Transition').. If there's one thing about Sociology that really interests me, it'd definitely be learning more about hiearchy and culture. Although it's such a pain to write essays with substantial field observations... it kinda contradicts what I love to do, because I love looking at people and wondering what they're up to. The word 'essay or 30% of your grade' spoils it all.

I like unwinding on a Saturday... It's been long since I last did that. Unfortunately (or fortunately) I spend a lot of my off days in isolation. It's been a long time since I last went out with my friends. Sometimes the solitude becomes part of you, but yet sometimes you yearn for someone to talk with. The advantage of having another soul with you comes in handy when you want to sit down and have a piece of cake at the cafe. Being alone at such places makes me feel awkward and small, then you start hearing imaginary thoughts from the people around you, "why is she alone?", "she's occupying the entire table!"... Sometimes I feel that being along becomes a stigma. E.g. Alone = Loner = Weird = Deranged Person... or maybe I'm thinking too much.

Sometimes I could only wish for a companion, girl or guy, young or old... it doesn't matter so long we've got something to talk about. My brain's too small a place to hide my thoughts. And it needs dyadic relationship... It shouldn't be rotting away... in that dank place.