gahhhhhhhh i haaaaaaaaaaaaaaateeeeeee studying historyyyyyyy. in fact i haaaaaaaaate studying stat.

and i feel all nauseous and worried cos i have SO MUCH history left to study and i know i'm never going to finish tonight, but i can't just give up because going into an exam and having nothing to write is my biggest fear in the world. but i came home at 445 and fell asleep for an hour, and then my mother was fussing about being late for the importance of being earnest cos my dad was late from his lee kuan yew talk because after that he went to drop his colleague off somewhere and therefore i was forced to keep smsing my dad to hurry him up. whatever man. i have no idea why my dad was talking to lee kuan yew, but he was rather excited about it yesterday. must ask him about it when he comes back home. my parents waste my time extremely. anyway i think they ended up being about a half hour late for the play. maybe since it was a private thingy they were allowed in late, but seriously. how mortifyingly embarrassing. thank god i wasn't going with them.

all of rj except arts are done with exams, all the other jcs seem to be done, my brother's exams are over and he's sleeping over at his friend's. so i'm the only pathetic being stuck at home alone with my maid, studying my retarded ass off. hm if only ass-fat could be studied off. i'd probably study more.

ok i don't even feel like blogging. i just feel like feeling like i'm not obliged to DO something horrible such as study. i wish i could just stare into space and not feel guilty. oh but things to look forward to: i'm going for sky captain tomorrow! yay that's one movie down. and my mom says she'll go with me for vanity fair, so that's another one down for free! only problem is she says her social calendar is chock-full this week and the next due to navratri, although really when is she not at some party or coffee morning or lunch or bridge party? she's like emily gilmore, except she gives p6 tuition in her free time. anyway maybe on monday the class can go for 2046. i really want to see that. but then there's all this openhouse shit and i'm already skipping saturday. or! maybe friday morning since shirin wants the exco meeting at 1pm. maybe i can make her go with me, with the promise of some shopping along with. by the way, there is an rp gm at 3 o'clock on friday. check the rp board on friday for the venue, because mrs perry forgot to book an lt today so she'll only be doing it tomorrow.

so now i'm done planning my social life for the coming days. not really actually. i have to figure out who to go for ballet under the stars with. and all those other movies that i want to see. a couple of those aren't releasing yet though. de-lovely doesn't even seem to be coming this month, atleast not according to the gv website. ugh historyyyyy. save me. to quote gg which is downloading now :), kill me now.

oh anyone want to buy indian clothes? my mom's friend from delhi's coming on monday with a fashion exhibition. or maybe sunday, but the exhibition/sale's on monday i think. is monday the 18th? if it is, the thing's on monday. it's at minty's house because my house has a prettyprettypretty doll display in it for navratri (navratri is this indian festival where all the ladies go to each others houses and get haldi kumkum - possibly the hindu equivalent of frankincense and myrrh and if by equating them i commit some great blasphemy then forgive me, god, and i hope the lightning bar or whatever it is that protects my house from lightning is working - and usually some other little trinket, like this year my mom's giving out this porcelain cup thing. (actually frankincense and myrrh are more expensive i think, but basically haldi and kumkum are.. holy substances. help me out here, fellow hindus.) and some houses also have a huge display of dolls called a golu, and our house does every year. i'm getting a weird deja vu feeling like i've blogged about this before. have i? anyway navratri's fun. and it starts friday and my mom wants me to go with her to all the houses she's going to but actually i don't really love going around to random women's houses and having them coo about how well i'm certain to have done in my exams when the truth is so much to the contrary. so i'm going to be good and use farewell assembly as an excuse to beg out of the social visits.

anyway i started somewhere else. fashion exhibition. should be good. though i've never seen this particular person's designs before. although the woman herself is quite tall and gorgeousish, so she ought to have good taste and therefore good ideas right? so if you're interested, tell me. but uh i presume prices start at about a 100 bucks or thereabouts, so bewarned. there's likely to be free food though, as there usually is at these things. i think singapore's a nice sort of fashion place. cos you get western designs, although it sadly lacks proximity to western couture but then people who can afford couture can certainly afford a plane ride to paris/milan/london/new york. one day i will buy a dress from yves saint laurent rive gauche. although the lack of tom ford is a bummer. wonder what's going to happen to gucci. and a dress from alexander mcqueen. not the gross huge loud ones though. the beautiful ones like the flowers one he made for naomi campbell. i should just aspire to be anna wintour, only nicer and less severe-looking. and, really, less ugly. how on earth a woman like that ended up heading american vogue i will never understand. but then most of the women who actually buy couture are ugly rich bitches. all the beautiful hollywood stars are basically like models, because the designers just lend them the clothes to parade on red carpets instead of runways.

oh my god my digression is wonderful. so you can get a lot of western fashion here, and it's also close to india so you can get beautiful indian clothes and there are so many indian expats in singapore that designers are constantly coming here as well so you can get the really -nice- clothes. and there's mumbai se as well, which i have to go have a look at. i really have one long trip to palais renaissance coming up. mumbai se and the designer jeans store that i've forgotten the name of. it's a word, not a name. habitat? no that's the london place. paradise? one of those kinda words. gah if only they had abercrombie here, there'd be -affordable- nice clothes.

um ok now i'm just going to stop tying and go.