Grandparents Day/Chocolate Milkshake Day/Video Games Day/Pet Memorial Day
2004-09-12 @ 10:37 p.m.

Less than two hours before it's a school day, and I'm tired of reminding myself that I have work undone. I should have been born into some rich tycoon's family. Then I can be the spoilt, bratty kid that I've always secretly dreamed of being ever since I realised money can buy things that make me happy, if even for a while. The rich man can afford to be shallow; the poor man must needs have depth if he is to live his life. Today, I read more than 40 pages on globalisation of the Cold War. That's the first time I've looked at that set of readings, and I hate Mr Kwok for making that theme compulsory for his paper this year. I shall cheer myself up with Mel's postcards. One day, I'm going to take a huge white canvas and stick all the postcards onto it. Then I'll pass the whole thing off as art. You never know, somebody might actualyl fall for it! Seriously though, I collect postcards because they're scraps of a country. In the case of Singapore, the picture the postcards present is evenly divided between materialism and arts. It's strange how there are so many postcards advertising plays, but nobody seems to care about them in Singapore. Okay, not nobody, but hardly anybody. Why are all the postcards advertising handphones these days? They should advertise perfume, that'd be more interesting to look at...

This week:

International Housekeepers Week