Blank Doll

My back has been ruined by lots of black splotches of blood. Went to the Chinese physician this afternoon and the pain was just...ahh.

Anyway, I realize I don't like to be humbled or embarrassed and I'd much rather get annoyed and angry. So nobody tries to blame me for anything, you hear?

I wished I had anything good to say. Well actually I do. I read somewhere about an English luggage company that specializes in making travel cases like they do in the 20s and 30s but I can't remember the name. It's supposed to be adapted to suit modern day travel and so is quite hardy and what's more, the prices are hardly steep so I'd like to own a piece or two. I think I shall have use of a steamer trunk soon.

I always admired apartments that use antique travel cases and steamer trunks as furniture. Isn't it a wonerful idea? To go with delicious Chinese painting scrolls and bolts of silk running across cross-parquet flooring. Did I mention slate walls?

Oh yes, and Mummy has come up with another Mad Plan. She wants to whisk my sister and I to Paris and London not before I go off to NS now but before my A LEVELS so that I arrive in Singapore the day before my A levels. Such touching confidence in my ability.

My teachers will not be amused.

C'est tout.