I'm convinced they are the inventions of people who want to see saner victims go insane. If you have no clue about what I'm talking about, count yourself lucky. Heelys are innocent looking sneakers that sport hidden wheels underneath so that idiots who prefer not to walk can "skate" around and terrorize other pedestrians. I have no problems with people doing that away from other people, but those who skate about in crowded places are a different matter. Inevitably, they all happen to be little kids (mostly spoilt, considering the price of those shoes, or little pirates wearing fakes) who zip around acting cute. They ram themselves into you, then have the sheer audacity to glare. Nowadays, I have this impulse to stick out my foot whenever one of them steer close to me. If the parents aren't looking, I'll even add a kick or two for good measure. Yeah, yeah, I'm the type of guy whose photo you'd see plastered in the Wanted section of the Straits Times. So if you see me there one day, just remember the root of my downfall. Damned Heelys.

Went out (for once), and splurged on two pairs of shoes. That concludes the business of shoe shopping for the next 1.5 years.

Side Note 1: Finished reading Foreign Bodies. I thought Tan's second novel, Mammon Inc., was better. Even so, Foreign Bodies was quite well written and thought provoking. In one particular section, the author put her finger exactly on the topic of my previous entry. Travel, new culture and experiences, ennui. The feeling of being stifled, of needing to escape for a while, despite the knowledge that I will be an outsider and that I will return home in the end.

Side Note 2: Have been giving some thought to continuing my studies after graduating with a Bachelor's. Have my eye on University of Waterloo, University of Arizona, University of California (Irvine) and Carnegie Mellon University.Those who know me well enough will probably be shocked, considering I can't even tell what I'm going to do next weekend (outside of studying of course), and postgrad is still two years down the road. Oh well, for the time being, I'll just concentrate on my studies.

Side Note 3: Added this after my reading my last entry. Can't believe I talked about loosening up yesterday, then went ahead and searched for a postgrad uni in the same day. Ugh. My plan to have a carefree and hip lifestyle is so not working out. Permanent geekdom, I have arrived.