Saturday, 14 March 2009

Vanity.

... because it's obsession that's all-consuming, all-encompassing, all ... oooooh, mirror.



Brilliant. The moment I come get back to the apartment, it stops raining outside.


Anyway, so Saturday is my "go-to-the-market" day right, so yeap. First I got up at 8.02 am thinking it was 11 am already. Then realised it wasn't so I slept for about another half an hour, after which I got up and sat on my chair in the study room.


And what should I find, but a note from the roommate?







Mmm-hmmm. I had to READ that. Turns out she wanted me to buy stuff from the market for her (biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig surprise). So much for yesterday's "no really I want to go to the market tomorrow wake me up okay!!".


Anyway, I meant to go before nine, but by the time I deciphered my dear roommate's note, it started raining. So I decided to wait for the rain to stop before going out, so I started reading my story book. Oh, oh, and I listened to the parts of the Knowing Nature lecture that I fell asleep in didn't understand very well. Heh. =P






But anyway. At 11 am I decided that the rain wasn't going to stop anytime soon and that I have to go get my stuff from the market. So I did, and it was raining quite heavily (nothing like in Malaysia, BUT STILL - there's more walking to do here) and MY SHOES ARE ALL WET NOW.


So anyway, bought my stuff and everything.. it was still raining when I got into the building. But when I got to my apartment, and looked out the window.. lo and behold.. the rain had stopped. =.=


But whatever, the rain's good for Melbourne anyway, what with the drought and everything. It'll be good to see (hopefully) the green grass on the South Lawn again, instead of yellow-ish and half dead grass we have now.


Oh, I had a lightbulb moment in the market, when I was buying vegetables. What is money? Just a piece of paper. A piece of paper that represents our economy, our ideas of wealth and riches and whatnot. That's all it is.. it represents our ideas of the world. Hmm. Food for thought - no pun intended.










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