we had a good session of brainstorming last night, and contemporary theories was quite fun today, because we used pleasantville as an illustration and it was an interesting topic to engage in; feminist theory, chora, dwelling and the likes...eeks. bobby was enthusiastic so that was good. i needn't have to struggle through michael foucalt's the discourse of language cos we did't use it in the end but it was good reading, it nearly killed me though. i struggled to stay awake for the next eight hours after having slept a mere half hour the night before. i'm stil young, heh. ok so it was me dashing to meet you at crystal jade la mien. so that spicy popiah skin thing shall be our official v day dish eh. cute. i think you looked great in that shirt today, so let's be a bit frou frou in my textual verbalisations - twas you in your maroon strippped textured shirt and me in my lime green top and brown skirt. a clash! but we were as comfy as can be. i gave you another one of those, in purple and black and silver. yummy mantou.

dear trumpeter you are wonderful to me.

so now a moment of silence. authur miller has passed on. i have a fondness for him, which is derieved from the pleasure of his text - the crucible and the fond memories of doing research to do my set design during A levels. sigh.