what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
11:09:00 AMbop to the top
Friday, February 15, 2008
valentines day yesterday was made more obvious by the crowded walkways on campus with people trying to buy overpriced flowers, chocolates, shoes, clothes, bags etc on their 'loved' ones (and on themselves). the blaring of the love songs over the speakers (i heard "My Love" by Westlife at least 5 times) and the sudden mushrooming of couples stuck to each other and blocking the corridors.. it was very er overwhelming.
so to get away, the girls (namely mello, serene, sam, nanz (who was NOT single) & me) went to Cafe Le Caire, 33 Arab Street. and at first i was slightly shocked 'cos its supposed to be a restaurant but the place was really REALLY warm and darkish and just plain eee-we-feel-cheated unappealing.
but thankfully, we were brought upstairs to an air-conditioned, really cozy dining area:
there's also this Al Majlis thing next door where you could sit on really nice Persian rugs and like lounge around. reservations are a must of course:
okay. ugly photo. i'm not a camera whore (my digi cam died 26643524 million years ago) and it's the only one i could findandcopy on the website.
ooh. and the food was authentic Arabic, Middle Eastern stuff- yes yes, food that all of us couldn't pronounce so when the appetizers came, we were like "er. what's that?". the dips that they served us were really savoury and my taste-buds were thoroughly happy just going through so many flavours.
also, there was technically free-but-pay-through-gst entertainment, so since it was vday, we got roses (yay! free flowers!) and and were serenaded by a guy with a guitar, who had a really nice uncringe-worthy voice. my eardrums were, thank goodness, unspoilt.
so good food, good entertainment, good company.
a girl can't ask for anything more. :D
(hmm should try the non-tobacco etc sheesha one day.)
i feel like living at a hostel/residence after bunking at mello's dorm yestd. it's really amazingly convenient. like i could wake up at 7am for an 8am class and still have time to shower, eat breakfast, walk slowly to the shuttle bus bus-stop, and make it to the other side of campus on time. oh and i actually did my readings before i went to sleep just because i saw, through mello's windows, people studying in their rooms at the other blocks. very good for procastinators like me.
though of course, i'ld miss my mom's great cooking and the tv (but who needs it these days with youtube?). but worth it sacrifices i should think.
on the other hand, i live too close to campus and although hostels are appealing, they're quite expensive, especially after the recent price hike on school fees.
i was really jealous of this guy on the bus yesterday who had really long luscious locks. it swung back & forth, back & forth.. it was simply seriously hypnotically mesmerizing.
i mean, who cares if he looked like a girl.
the point is, his hair was AWESOME. hahahh.