You know I am very free when I update my blog more than a few times a month.
These days I am so unproductive that I can almost feel this countryâ€™s GDP fall because of me. I contribute to the GDP neither though working nor spending. I feel like a parasiteâ€¦ I feel badâ€¦ But I am just too lazy to do anything about it.
Yea I know, I should be applying for a job by now. It has been almost a month since I had submitted my dissertation and one of the reasons I chose to move to London is that it might be easier to find a job here. But now that I am here and comfortably settled down, I feel so damn lazy.
I call it the Post-exam Laziness Syndrome. I feel that going online to apply for a job is the most stressful thing on earth, and nothing is more compelling than to step out of the house and go somewhere. Anywhere.
Yesterday, after attending church service with Rebecca, I didnâ€™t want to go home but none of my friends were in London. So in the absence of better places to visit, I went toâ€¦ the National Gallery.
I had always wanted to visit the National Gallery ever since I saw it in the film St Trinianâ€™s. But just like the British Museum, Iâ€™d been reluctant to visit it during my last few visits to London as a tourist. This is because these galleries are huge (respectively the third and fourth largest art galleries in the frigginâ€™ world!) and require at least half a day to just quickly browse through.
Not being a great art fan, it wasnâ€™t really â€˜worthâ€™ it.
But anyway now that I have all the time in the world in this city, hereâ€™s my chance!
I spent the entire afternoon there just wandering around. Armed with a guidebook, sometimes I would stay in a hall for 30 minutes or more, and sometimes I could browse through three halls in under ten minutes.
Of course, there were also those people, with glasses and notebooks and all, who spend an hour staring at a single painting.
Being an absolute n00b in art, I can now only remember four of the paintings that I saw. These four left the deepest impression in me: Da Vinciâ€™s The Virgin of the Rocks (this is the second version, the first being at the Louvre), Turnerâ€™s The Fighting Temeraire, Van Goghâ€™s Sunflowers, and Holbeinâ€™s The Ambassadors.
The Ambassadors is pretty cool as it features lots of seemingly random objects and the guidebook provided a lot of interpretations on what the objects could possibly mean. The identity of the two men in the painting along with the overall meaning is still under debate. The painting is like a puzzle and I bet art scholars spend years staring at it, trying to decipher what the artist wanted to express!
Just look at the picture above and tell me what you see other than two dudes with beards posing beside some garbage.
Also, it being a Sunday, there were a number of street performances outside the Gallery in Trafalgar Square.
Most UK attractions save pubs and clubs are closed by 6PM. I have also lost the appetite to party or drink ever since I left Bristol. Fortunately, there is a large shopping mall in Stratford City within walking distance from my house.
In the evening I would sometimes just go there and hang out with friends. Compared to Malaysia, malls are sort of a rarity here in this country. Of course, there are the large ones like Trafford Centre and Bluewater, but most of the other ones are just quite small.
Take Bristol, for example. Cabot Circus and The Mall at Cribbs Causeway are smaller than most of the malls in the Klang Valley and is comparable only to Alamanda Putrajaya.
I think it has something to do with the culture. Perhaps the British people prefer more personalised, individual shops over chain stores flashing the same foreign brands everywhere.
Oh and perhaps it is also not so blazing HOT in the UK that they are more willing to walk or drive to visit individual stores outdoors instead of hiding in a single large, air-conditioned mall.
But with me being Malaysian, you can imagine my joy to find Westfield Stratford City so near to my house and, being the largest shopping mall in Greater London and third largest in the country, able to fulfil my need for such a hangout place!
With a 17-screen all-digital cinema, bowling alley and a huge, membership-free casino, I can foresee myself spending quite some evenings here.
But seriously dammit I need to start looking for a job or internship, paid or unpaid, in the UK or elsewhere. ANYTHING!
â€¦ but I am waaaay too lazy.
If there was a super expensive but effective cure for laziness I would work as a stripper to buy it.View More