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On Nausea

I am depressed and disappointed…its been ages since I’ve had even a word with him…and in these circumstances…

I don’t know…it doesn’t feel good inside, the kind of feeling you have when the dread of a character in a novel or event mirrors your own.

I love reading on how the objects in Sartre’s Nausea affected the protagonist. It is a gorgeous book which comes alive, every moment and event. Though if I knew the protagonist in real life I figure I would have hated the guy, I hate dwelling on emotics, but tolerate their ranting and even gently fall in love with their dark lenses in novels. What an irony.

I stayed in the office late last night to play scrabble with myself. Learnt lots of cosy words~~ and was pretty proud when I formed ‘Scaliest’…yay for an extra 50 point on a double word score! But there was something comforting in the quiet evening and the solace of a board with pieces… in a way it reminds me of something CT says about having a time of solace for your own…and if he doesn’t have that allowance for the week, he would be morose and irritable.

I jumped from Sartre for the moment to move to Kundera’s Laughable Loves. Already at the start of the book, I had a ‘laughable’ episode when I tried to originally buy the book from ebay…and wrote to a Singaporean seller asking for combined shipping:

“The Kundera books were supposed to be bait for ppl. I’m not willing to let them go for cheaper. However I can throw in 1 more book for free. Alternatively I’ve been single for too long and if you were to go on a date with me you can have them for $6 (regardless of the outcome.”

S and I agree that our favourite part is the ‘regardless of outcome’ part. *rofl Maybe its the choice of the book, S says, who can you trust who actually owns a whole bunch of Kundera books? But I never thought of Kundera as explicit the way Beansprouts does, I was so enraptured with my first Kundera book…and have fond memories reading Kundera’s Life is Elsewhere in a quaint little old bookstore in Prague besides J in his chess game. Sometimes I think back, and it is one of my favourite book memories. It is also one of the best books I have read in capturing the emotional complexity in the bond between mother and child, and of revolutionary tendencies. Indeed worth reading, especially if you are a Victor Hugo fan like me, it sort of deconstructs Victor Hugo’s political theorizing in a sense.

After receiving the utterly weird ebay message (which I am adamant not to reply as he sounds creepy, but I wouldn’t have replied even if he didn’t), it reminded me of D (yes Beansprouts, Its DSeal). I knew DSeal first, ironically through ebay…have I ever mentioned? I had bought a whole load of law books off him, shortly before I had entered university, when I was in my ‘lets read every single law text before I start university’ phase. When I went to collect them…(a pile of jurisprudence, criminal and others all up to my head) he carried the books with me to the first floor…and even ran to fetch a taxi for me when he saw one…and slipped the taxi driver a fee (which was more than the price of the books)…

Yes thats how we got acquainted. We later talked coffee, Pico Iyer, politics, travel, movies… shared a love for japanese, I learnt about Kazu, sang the beginning part of Monk’s entry song in empty carparks, got lost driving in opposition party’s estates, tried fifteen types of tea…wagyu burgers and meringue desserts…

DSeal is now in New York, after his masters, but sometimes I remember him, in the midst of reading a part of Pico Iyer, or in the middle of a honey dew sorbet- Him writing effusively every detail of his foody experience, him talking about wine in the Margaret River vineyards which he visits every year, him singing alone to a particular greek soft-note piece of Dream Theatre or watching Closer/Zoolander 13 times and memorizing the words…him bringing back 15kg of stones from US because he insisted that is the way to prepare the best steak…having LSD with cornflakes…

I was a child then, but then again, I don’t know how much I have changed.

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4 generations of dhs at 1 table!~

I met up with some friends on Sunday night, and we decided to visit Eat Cheez (name?) which serves a variety of cheese-themed main courses and desserts. It was also a rather unique affair, as I met up with my old friend Michelle again whom I have not met for close to five years!

Here was my outfit for the day…AP Cosmetics…~ I wore lesser accessories than usual as it was near the evening : ) I also did not wear it with a blouse this time…~ as we were already dying from the sweltering heat! 0.0

Yes….we are all from 4 different generations of the same high school…can you guess the exact order of seniority? I’ve been *told* however to keep it a secret ; ).

Three of us turned up in rori, and here are some pictures to share : ).

The sweet and lovely Karmen in this amazing bustle skirt she tailored from a European girl, Dusty and I were gushing on its quality and its perfect fit…and I love her adorable bear bag! Karmen does classic with a lovely aristocratic edge I really like, each time I meet her. : ) [ps: there is a sudden change of camera filters as the light was too glaring, please forgive]

I am particularly in love with her red rose hair accessory : ) I think its fab!

Dusty was in a pretty BTSSB sailor combi~ who wouldn’t love navy and white!~

Alcie also came over for a peek…they had just came from kite flying!~ Its a pity I missed getting a picture of Alcie’s lovely Strawberry Cream combi…

My good friend D claims there is an Australian song which goes…”I want I want I want my bare backed ribs…”

 

Which dear Karmen seemed to enjoy!~ (expressive hand is probably Dusty’s)

Michelle introduced here!~~~ : D Our fourth dhs girl : )

Later that night, we trooped off to Michelle’s house for a game of munchkins and boogle…I love boogle! I haven’t really played it for long periods but it is so fun trying it again. And munchkin is really a hilarious game with weird game weapons like lemming juice…(here’s a secret shot of Dusty in serious concentration…(is she trying to steal Karmen’s treasure??)

Thats all for now!~ Thanks for looking : )

 

Jsk: AP
Necklace: Ribbonholic
Headdress: Black Parasol
Boots: Rose Chocolat
Bags: Swimmer/Offbrand
Socks: AP