Bored-er

I was showering and I was thinking when the week would be over.

Strangely enough or not, this one month break is strangling me.

I've always recognize myself as somebody with a purpose, somewhere to go, something to do and somehow busy.

The lull period of me slacking around has been rather moody for me. Mundanity.

For the past 3 days, I went to a visitation (will blog about it more next entry) to see how the lecturers are still breathing, met up with a couple of Aaron's friends to increase my social network and read 3 novels, courtesy of Wen Jun.

The novels are excellent. I've read them back to back about a shopperholic.

If you really must know, the author is Sophie Kinsella and I think she should be richer than J.K. Rowling.

Then again, my next book would be one of the Harry Potter classics.

I love to read novels, be it fictional or non, about anthropology of the metropolitian life be it in Shanghai, London or New York.

I think the specific area that I'm REALLY interested in is consumerism.

I've thought about branching off to study psychology or become a marketer because I so wanna know what delves deep in the minds of what people are thinking about silly bubble tea or that Hermes scarf.

I've also develop this crazy notion of writing a novel while stuck behind bars at Tekong.

I digress. One of my crazy interest is consumer behaviour, and that's why shows like Survivor & Big Brother has such an appeal to me.

How people think. How people make decisions. How people stab a dagger in your back without a whim.

Pseudo-psychologist,
Benjamin