} just wasting my time

since reading week started i've been developing some strange (?) habits.

for one thing, i am drinking a lot more tea than usual. i end up having 3-4 cups of tea in a day and maybe 1 cup of water or something. i bought a box of lipton the other time, because my supply of tea is running out. it was because it was the cheapest tea in the supermarket but it turned out they have a cute comic strip called 'brewing tea the HIRAMEKI way' on the back of the box and now brewing tea becomes a lot more fun.

i guess that's why i'm addicted to it now.

also brewing tea the HIRAMEKI way involves doing light exercises that's supposed to be good for your brain ('hirameki' means light or insight) while waiting for your tea to brew. which helps because these few weeks it feels like i don't have time to run (excuses, excuses) and it RAINS ALL THE TIME. in the morning or afternoon, which are the best times for a run.

and then of course now i have this habit of blogging more often because i have these strange thoughts in my head and studying at home means i rarely get to talk to people. also because i'm bored all the time, because i'm bored of studying. and rainy weather makes me daydream a lot.

i also started keeping tabs on blogs by lawyers/law students. actually i started doing this last year too. when i'm studying i end up googling a lot of cases, because i need to know what they're about, but the textbook is too long, and sometimes i stumble upon blogs. it's just a nice feeling i think knowing that there are also people out there who are spleening themselves reading these long judgments and getting distracted and writing on their blogs instead. also the thought of a lawyer keeping a blog is so cute. i kind of imagine a mid-thirties man in a snappy suit walking out of the courtroom with his client and it looks like he's checking his e-mail on his Blackberry or whatever, but he's actually blogging about his day and what an idiot his client's been.

yesterday was a fun day (fun in a kind of light toned-down way) because i finished (read: CONQUERED) (ok not really) the equity paper and i went home in a kind of happy bubble, like deluding myself that the whole exams are over or something. anyway i was so weirdly happy that i smiled at a lot of strangers haha. i was going in to my house and the sun was just coming out after the rain and i thought 'oh how pretty' and there was a man going by pushing the rubbish bin and he must have caught my stupid smile because he said 'hi' and grinned. so i grinned and said hi back.

then i went to bt timah plaza. and i DID NOT KNOW that bukit timah plaza has a SOUTH AFRICAN minimart?? i am so totally going back for biscuits and cereal whose packaging i can't even read. i hope that will help the south african economy and then im totally helping the world, ha ha. although ok south africa is not exactly the poorest african nation. and there is a little food corner selling hakka food which looks super duper delicious. i am in love with hakka yong tau fu and they have that, and also a very tasty-looking rice dish called lei char... i HAVE to eat it soon. soon soon soon

and i am really just ranting now.

the worst habit i formed is talking to myself.

usually i do talk to myself sometimes, but mostly in my head. now it's worse and audible. when im reading notes or whatever i read it out sometimes, to get myself to focus, and is usually works... or because i'm really scatterbrained i keep mumbling to myself to remind myself what i still have to do. especially when i go to the bathroom. it becomes a kind of reflex. like yesterday before the equity paper i had to go to the bathroom when i reached school, and i instantly started mumbling to myself when i went into the stall. which is quite embarrassing in a public toilet because my mumbling is actually quite audible. aaaagh. :/

what i've been thinking about today is how similar people actually are.

i've been stalking my sister's blog from time to time now (uh.... yeah) and it's kind of weird that i can actually identify with a lot of her thoughts. a lot, not all. but still, you know. and today i found the blog of a law student (also nus but 2 years my senior) which was quite interesting to read, and she likes a lot of things i like. so i was just thinking that it's not really that special, really, to like books and music and food and photos. its actually quite common to be drawn to things like that. i guess its a little sad, but why do we want to be so different anyway? i think i like being able to talk about the same books, listen to the same music, or drool with everyone else as we look at chocolate sauce being drizzled on a dense chocolate torte. mmmm

i duno really. sometimes i try to think of what's so unique about myself but i can't think of anything. and then i kind of wonder like, 'then why the hell am i so weird?? ???' haha. forever a conundrum.

people that are never afraid to be themselves (not necessarily 'different' or whatever, just themselves), i admire that a lot. they say confidence is sexy and it's true, though unfounded confidence is just comical. there's this contestant on project runway called Seth Aaron and i am a big fan of him. he looks like a stereotypical old man who's looking a bit too old in his punk rock dressing

but man oh man it's a real SURPRISE that he's such a good tailor and he creates some really beauuutiful things.

(look. just look)

and ok now i just stumbled upon the results of project runway and im sad because i hate spoilers. ._.

and i cant rant anymore because i'm too upset that i found out early. but it's good because i should be studying, anyway.

2010-04-28, 4:09 p.m..
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