Today I went to Esplanade and bought a tub of ice cream to eat there. For people who has never done this before: don't. It is a torture. Sure, the first bite is nice, but you will get sick of it. Atub its too much. I've also learned one fact: Within a 1km radius around Esplanade, you cannot find a place to buy one tub of ice cream (Sorry, they sell in pints, HD) So, after the almost puking incident (which I wrote a poem in it. Read it in my poems blog), I started on my imaginary pilgrimage and started getting ideas. An hour later I've got another poem and people started smoking, so I went to Esplanade's library. There I spent two whole hours bathing myself in Arts. The library there has nothing but references to the arts. I read up mostly on dance. Something interesting happened. While i was reading on Hawaii Hula Dance, there was this guy who's phone rang. Very Loudly. What happened was that he spoke so loud and said alot of vulgarities. I could not stand it anymore and left the room. After which I stayed in the library for another hour, where I then moved to the lobby where so luckily was a rehearsal. The piano songs were great. But I did not appreciate some of them though.

Sorted out some thoughts and got many ideas home. You should go too (skip the ice scream please)