Less mysterious than they think they areBack at work and lying low to read emails;
One outreach at C'ville Dave Matthews concert in September - now it's only a matter of finding people willing to commit, myself included. The friendly Richmond guy who tried to get us to adopt-a-child as we left the HRC store in DC was All Clear: "everyone says they'll remember! But no one does!" Okay okay okay.
May have to review Superman Returns after all despite previous reluctance, depending on how the weekend goes. My dad also has free tickets to the Pirates 2 preview, is the summer blockbuster or blockbuster?
Mel called last night to review her very tourist itinery and we were laughing like crazy as we added Science Centre and heartland mall (cho loh) in sharp contrast to CHIJMES and Long Bar (classy). If Zhaochu doesn't reply my email I won't be able to help in visa thing and he won't be able to return to shores of S'pore for ban mian anytime soon.
"If there was something wrong with my face," the girl asked, "would you tell me?"
"Turn around," the woman said.
The girl turned around.
"Now look at me."
The girl looked at her.
"You have the most beautiful face I have ever seen."
"You're just saying that."
"No, I mean it."
The boy turned on the radio. The weatherman was giving the forecast for the next day. He was predicting rain and cooler temperatures. "Sit down and drink your water," the boy said to his sister. "Don't forget your umbrella tomorrow," said the weatherman.
The girl sat down. She drank her barley water and began to tell the woman all about coniferous trees. Most of them were evergreens but some were just shrubs. Not all of them had cones. Some of them, like the yew, only had seedpods.
"That's good to know," said the woman. Then she stood up and told the girl it was time to practice the piano for Thursday's lesson.
"Do I have to?"
The woman thought for a moment. "No," she said, "only if you want to."
"Tell me I have to."
"I can't."
The girl went out to the living room and sat down on the piano bench. "The metronome's gone," she called out.
"Just count to yourself then," said the woman.
- Julie Otsuka, When the Emperor Was Divine
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