shopping, meeting ZY, reading about van Gogh

Saturday was devoted to meeting a new friend. I think I will call her ZY for the time being (because I think I need a better name for her). I knew her because of our mutural love of Doctor Who. But she turned out not to be a nerdy girl like myself. She is tall and fashionable and older than me. She works in a cosmetics company. But I don't know what she does and I don't know how to ask that question.

We have much to talk because of Doctor Who. We talked over lunch. Then we went shopping together. She is obviously a shopping guru. After shopping we sat in a starbucks and talked. I suspect that she is used to going home late for a day like this. I was almost thankful that the starbucks closes very early because of the closure of the building in which it resides.

I think she is very nice and worldly. I think it does me good meeting her.

Saturday night. I changed some music from/to my ipod. I was very impressed by Carter Burwell's In Brugues so I'm listening to his other work.

I meddled with some Matt Smith Abuser again! I slept late because of that.

Today I wanted to go to Shanghai library for a book about Van Gogh. When I stepped outside, I felt the shoes I bought yesterday were wrong. I had to return the shoes first. And I spent some time shopping for shoes again. I think I was inspired by yesterday's shopping with ZY, I tried some clothes in H&M, UNICLO and Zara. I ended up buying a T-shirt from uniclo, and a pair of causual shoes from HM.

Then I went to the library. My card expires exactly on today! I renewed it. I found the book with no difficulty. I was delighted.

Yes. After Richard Curtis' Doctor Who epsisode I have an idea of Van Gogh that's very touching. I'm not sure if it is the correct one. But I'm possitive: otherwise Van Gogh couldn't have inspired Curtis to write such a story. I borrowed Irwing Stone's novelization of the artist. Stone visited many places and met many people in his research for Van Gogh. I think this book will be worth reading. (Though I really don't know how to treat a novelization like this. Why not write a real biography?)

I read the beginning of the novel in which Van Gogh fell in love with his landlady's daughter. Stone said, 'he was an idealist and this was his first love.'. My view of the world has now become complicated and now I don't regard idealist as a sure possitive thing. But I could instantly feel the intensity of that sentance. I wish I could be loved by an idealist. I know that idealist can be very troublesome, but...

This afternoon was warm and breezy. I lay on the floor in front of my balcony, it was bright and sunny outside. It was not too hot. I felt so cozy! What a lovely afternoon. I fell asleep reading. I love that I love that!! As if without a care..

Mum is much better now. She even made dinner today. I will not continue my piano session next week. I think I will have a week for researching for job.

Oh yes. I recorded Chopin Op.9-2 today. I don't think I will wait for me getting better at the piece. And I recorded again Big My Secret. I think this time I played too fast.

Anyways...