morgueville,heartland living.

merry boxing day.

ahh. am celebrating by rushing the already late gp essay on the conflicts in being a good parent and a successful career, reading edith wharton and listening to my xmas present (lady sings the blues volume 2! woohoo!). very productive indeed.


mum has found a better alternative to not-very-sincere people's lack of creativity in xmas presents by keeping all 4.2 tonnes of them for cny next month. snickers, twix, belgium chocolates, the works. note to self: to start imposing physical insecurities of the accumulated fats and blemishes over the festivities on thyself.

also, over the festivities, i found myself hating spoiled little brats screaming and crying on nel so much more. ahh. my ickle cousin just screamed.

earwax: billie holiday and the teddy wilson orchestra - love me or leave me