sitting in my economics lecture, almost falling asleep (9 o'clock class when i've gone to bed at 3 is not a good idea), something my lecturer said made things click in my head. i never thought talking about the market of umbrellas in an economic sense could remind me of south east asia, but indeed it did (it really is becoming a love story between me and asia - the number of times i've thought about it this week! oh. i want the beach...), so i had to quickly grab a blank piece of paper (in this case, the back of my economics handout on market failure) and write things down.
running through the streets of KL
water pouring over the pavements
wet feet in flip flops
buying an umbrella in a market
little fat kid selling it to me
i remember the price being not quite right
but what was i going to do?
there's nothing like tropical rain
the sky opening up
and rivers of water coming down
with that weird dim light
and the city lights and cars and people
all over this huge city...
once more i realise how unable i am to put down in words such a simple, passing image in my head - how can i describe, the heat, the humidity, the rain, the people, the shape of the tiles, the big buildings, and all of those tiny details that are stored in my head? i miss travelling a lot. i love that continuous discovering new things, new places, new scenery. my eyes always open wide in amazement, my head trying to take it all in.
i can't wait to go back.
anyway, my essay was handed in this morning, finally. i am not entirely satisfied with it but i'm going to live with it - at the end of the day, it was the first essay i've ever written for an anthropology course and i was kind of left to my own devices in terms of choosing a topic, so i don't think i did too badly.
of course i'd planned to do more work today, but my brain just shut down and instead i found myself walking around town buying all of these things i've been meaning to buy for weeks (but haven't had time to buy). so i now have new jumpers, new socks, new tights, new pants, new shower gel (well, it's always the same one, but i was running out - i smell of roses!), tissues, cereal, bread... i really want new shoes but i might wait until next week. vans slip-ons are a huge temptation but i might go for some cute, girlier trainers instead.
after that i came home and was doing this and that, and the temptation was too strong and i had a nap. i was good and put the alarm on so i only slept one hour and didn't become a total wreck; after which m came over and we spent some time together. he's gone to london for the night and it feels very, very weird. even though we haven't had spent all of our time together for the past week, we have slept next to each other every single night and now my bed is going to feel kind of empty. i guess i need to be a bit more pragmatic about this, but it's all instincts, you know. i was sitting in the bar with my friends and kept expecting him to appear at the door.
the silliness of it all, it's lovely.
the plan for the weekend is to do lots and lots of work tomorrow and then chill out as much as i can sunday - possibly watching dvds and being cute with m. yes, yes, it's disgusting. i know.
i'm quite worried that i hear of more and more 'spies' from the wolfson world reading this, but i have no desire to censor myself. so people, if you know me, read the disclaimer up there, please. be good. :)