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Mac, Oliver and Mamma
For more than a week I have been computer-less because my trusty mac is not so trusty even though I just brought it in August, but all is well. We have been reunited and my mac has promised never to break down again as long as I promise never to send it back to that place where they replace your insides ( Read more... ) -
My time spent here and images of Singapore.
I haven’t completely figured this place out yet. Singapore is small. It is very multicultural so it almost feels like New York or Chinatown in New York except it has a lot more malls. Singapore is an air-conditioned city of gigantic malls that sells overpriced things no one really needs. I’ve been to at least 9 malls and that is probably not nearly ( Read more... ) -
My apartment
The housing market in Singapore is pretty horrible - worse than New York. There are hardly any studios or 1 bedroom apartments and if one does opens up, they ask for an outrageous amount of money for it. And some of these apartments are pretty small and dirty and horrible - shower-over-the-toilet kind of horrible. But I have to say, my housemates ( Read more... ) -
I'm being forced to blog!!!
First day of the last semester ever! Yay! I thought this was a date worth documenting therefore I am writing in my blog i.e. documenting it. I actually have a new blog - antoinettecinemaverite.blogspot.com. I'm being forced to do this one for my Cinema Verite class. There's nothing now, but go there to see me in intellectual cinema mode....or not ( Read more... ) -
I'm marrying the news.
I don’t know. At first I thought I was in love with Anderson Cooper (or "Coopy" as I call him), but then I find myself falling for Keith Olbermann and then NPR which is weird since NPR are public radio stations and not a person. Then I realized that I’m probably just a news junkie cause without TV that’s all I’ve been watching and reading and ( Read more... ) -
Summer is leaving. Catch it and tie it up.
It is really late, too late to be writing in livejournal and listening to silly rock ballads, especially if nothing eventful has happened to write about. I’m counting down the days. Monday, I’m home. Maybe I should have made more out of this summer at Vassar. Every party and get-together I was invited to I never really went to, partly because I ( Read more... ) -
Self, you're losing it.
So maybe I’m a clean freak. Everyone is asleep and I went downstairs to double check if the doors were locked and I saw someone used my cookie pans and spatula which is fine, but that they left them out to “dry” which is just another way of not putting things up. You don’t leave clean pans over a dirty sink overnight to “dry”!!! And you don’t leave ( Read more... ) -
You know? Yeah.
You know how people smoke right in front of your window and the secondhand smoke, which is a gazillion times more harmful than the filtered smoke they breathe in, fills your room and then you realize that they are in the perfect spot for you to drop your window fan on them and for a moment you think you can get away with it because if the police ( Read more... ) -
There's fistfighting in heaven?
Charlotte died yesterday. I got 40 dollars out of her, which was gone in a split second because I’m incapable of saving money. I couldn’t throw her away so she is now resting in Shakespeare’s garden. At least until the custodial services get rid of her ( Read more... )
