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|  || Tuesday, May 08, 2007 || Daily ChronicalsThe house 3 doors down caught fire last night. Rather chilling thought that someone else's house was burning while I was soundly asleep in bed. When I woke up in the morning I just heard water-slushing noises, and the street downstairs was wet, so I thought they were washing the street and wow I thought the French were so cool! Then I left the house for one of my oral exams; people were staring at the house 3 houses down. So it had caught fire. That did explain the debris on the ground, and the smoky smell and tinge in the air. Later as I walked home, and when the crowd was gone, I through the windows of the house 3 doors down; it pained me to see a whole stack of burnt comic books; their edges all browned but centre intact so you could still read the comic. It made me think of my own collection of Chalet books back home. If anything untoward should happen to them... I need to get insurance. Protection for the things I love. *** Today to celebrate the end of my second-last exam. I got myself a Caramel-and-Pear cake. Went grocery shopping after that then managed to lose it. No dessert tonight. Boo. =( *** During the Easter holidays I visited Normandy (Mont St Michel) and Bretagne (St Malo, Cancale, Vannes, Quimper, Pointe de Raz, Quiberon) and feasted everyday on crêpes, oysters and butter cake. Cancale is world-famous for oysters. My mother likes oysters but never gets any in Singapore. I wanted to get her some but obviously couldn't. So I did the next best thing - I bought a dozen and ate them for her. 百行以孝为首, as all good Nanyang girls know. *** I have decided: like them bashful, slightly brooding, but with nice laugh-y sparkly eyes. Bashfulness is always enticing. Dear Bashful. *** I would like to buy a new dress, preferably one that becomes me. *** I would really, really, really have liked to be in Paris yesterday. Place de la Concorde must have been in such a festive mood. Sin Yee, Yap and Adam are there; but I'm going to wager they wasted a good celebration by not going. |