I think I'm going to buy my first ever Harpers Bazaar UK, because of the stunning Natalia Vodianova on the cover. I've never really liked her, because when I first started liking fashion, she was very over-hyped, like Agyness Deyn, but less annoying. Then, her body of work made me realise how good a model she is, and reading interviews and watching videos, made me realise how humble she actually is. So, for the sake of my first ever Harpers Bazaar UK, I will fast(i.e not spend money in school otherwise necessary) for me to be able to get hold of this magazine, alongside the other September issues.

National Day was celebrated in college today, and unsurprisingly enough, I wasn't at all inspired. Sitting in a lecture theatre with 2 movie screenings, which were more documentary than actual films, was what the college had in mind to instill a sense of patriotism in the students. In Naeem's words, "Nice try, but BOO!" And taking a pledge on Sunday at 8.22pm does not make you a Singaporean. There's just too much hype surrounding all these celebrations that it's like cheesy pizza with parmesan overload.

If you're a patriotic Singaporean reading this blog, I'm sorry that I don't feel the same way as you do. There's no need to shove National Education down the throat of us people who aren't the least bit interested. National Day to me, is just a day where everyone decides to don the colour red, and show their sense of love for this country. A bit superficial don't you think. Only a day in the whole entire year dedicated to honouring the country. A day where kiasu Singaporeans go to the floating platform and the area surrounding it to catch glimpse of performances by students being forced to do all the shit. A day where the Esplanade area is not infested by mats and minahs, but by families.

A day for me to sleep in.