Dear Diary,
This has been the most busy of months... I had almost forgotten to pen in an entry before the month is over.
It is my month so I had a lot of sweet gifts ranging from perfumes to books to cosmetics and from mon beau, a holiday trip. There were also many social gatherings being squeezed into my calendar admist the hectic of work, the mad rush of assignment deadlines and preparations for my examinations. The latter two were killers in their own rights but I escaped the bullets.
I was looking through some old diaries a while back and the memories all rushed at me like tears to the floodgates. Suddenly I was filled with thoughts of people I had chucked in the back of my mind; memories made these people come alive and I felt like I was being pulled back into those days that money could not buy back. Friends I used to treasure and hung out with very frequently. Men who pursued and were pursued by me. Places that I used to hang out at and enjoyed at some point in my life. Sometimes you wish you could have them back, that you could freeze all these moments in time and not let them slip away. But alas, like the sands of time they gently and gradually go away....
A famous Solvil et Titus slogan went like "I don't care about eternity, I care that I had it once" by the late and famous Mike Chu. I guess good memories should be remembered fondly like that.
Lately I have also been watching many movies set in very ancient times - Lords of the Ring, Merchant of Venice, First Knight etc. There is much allure in life back then - the vast, scenic lands, the simplicity of life back then, the beauty of its cultures and customs. No doubt they did not have technology back then to facilitate life the way we do these days, it fazes me not as I do not care about technology. I love archaic English, history and the mysticism of life. There were wars, but they had real moments of peace too. Earth was not overpopulated; it was neither overpopulated nor depleted / polluted. Even having to endure shorter lifespans would be a good price to pay for such an ancient, beautiful way of life. Even death was a simple, sacred affair.
Unlike today. Advancement of lives has eroded the boundaries of cultures and customs. Ease of technology reduces creativity and proper personal defense (ie. swordsmanship). People have become harder to trust and Earth is suffering.
Like right now, before I turned the air-conditioning on, the entire place felt like a furnace. All I wanted to do was to dance in the first bout of rain or the bathtub.
Speaking of bathtubs, I saw the most unbelievably gorgeous one the other day. It lays on a platform surrounded by a tiny moat, and the back wall is like a waterfall with water running down gently. I have a feeling this would be expensive to purchase and bothersome to maintain.
As for now, I am looking forward to my trip in May. Nothing to think about except eating and shopping. Mon beau is out of town these few days and I have programs lined up with the old girls.
I shall end my fiften minutes of fame right here. Do come back in May. Vous êtes toujours sur mon esprit. au revoir avec l'amour.
