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Those good old days

The bunch of keys I have feels too light. It’s an unfamiliar feeling because for the past two years it was always loaded down with at least six keys and a thumbdrive. Now there’s only three lonely busters on it. I am now on the lookout for a heavier keychain. This keychain has been with me for about four years and I’ve outgrown it.

I’m just deprived of shopping. It’s unhealthy because I’m stopping myself from buying anything. I haven’t bought a single item since my return because I haven’t been out. I haven’t even replaced the torn handphone pouch, lazy lah.

Need. To. Shop. Need. To. Get. A. Job. First.

i have a really weak spot for watches. ever since setting my sight upon the bling-bling black watch i’ve been checking the fossil website every now and then to see if the watch is still there. you know, if it’s no longer there i probably won’t ever get my hands on it.

on this fateful day i realised that the ES 1648 is no longer among their catalogue so i guess i wouldn’t find it in the retail shops anymore. but then, i stumbled upon another pretty watch! chronographs have so much character, yum. i can’t decide which of the two is prettier. if they become extinct before i land a job i shall slit my wrists or something.

and now i have a new aim in life!

i love the way bookstores here hire people who care about books. i was very impressed by their care when straightening the paper bag before placing the book inside carefully, making sure they didn’t fold the pages by accident. it was as if the cashier was a book-lover and knew exactly how anal readers like me simply cannot stand damaged books. in contrast, the bookstore cashiers in Singapore dump the books in plastic bags without a care in the world.

i must say that unwrapping books in straight and crisp paper bags are so much more delicious than unwrapping one in a crumpled plastic bag way too big for an average paperback.

the beloved printer is running terribly low on toner again. i’ve just bought a new compatible cartridge online and damn it, i hate buying necessities which cost more than $10. this also means i’ve gone through more than 4,000 sheets of paper, excluding those printouts done in school. eight packs of paper! gosh, i’ve been very hardworking indeed.

i’m hoping the parcel comes at a timely moment when someone is at home, otherwise i’d probably have to travel to some kampung post office to pick it up. it totally defeats the purpose of convenient online purchases delivered to the doorstep. kampung post offices are a nightmare cos they’re located in some very-suburban residential areas with just one bus service that arrives hourly. it’s an ultimate horror story.

there’s this carrefour equivalent (minus the fresh food sections) in the town shopping centre which recently introduced the concept of self-checkout counters.

i dropped by two weeks ago to purchase some toiletries and it worked perfectly fine. so i was pretty happy cos it was quick and easy. self-checkout counters were so cool.

today, i went there to get some other stuff. half of the self-checkout counters were down because of dunno-what problems. fortunately it was 11.30am in the morning and most of the population was at work or in school. so i got an empty counter, scanned in the barcode of the pack of paper and waited.

*beep: assistance required. item weight unknown.

so i called out for assistance and the former-cashier had to key in her PIN number and password.

then i placed the pack of paper in the bagging area, which is what they call the metal hooks holding the plastic bags. there must be some kind of lousy sensor in the bagging area which screwed up.

*beep: unidentified item placed in bagging area. please remove item.

so i removed the bloody pack of paper.

*beep: item removed from bagging area. please return item.

so i put the pack of paper back in.

*beep: unidentified item placed in bagging area. please remove item.

and it went on and on till i got fed up. so i called out for assistance again and the lady keyed in the PIN number and password. she was also telling me, “oh, this (pointing) is the bagging area, you just need to place the scanned items in the plastic bags”.

hell, i know that is the bagging area, there are pictures on the screen. do i look stupid? it’s the freaking sensors that went mad!

so there, self-checkout counters may appear cool but damn it, they screw up too much.

nah nah nah for those of you who wanted to see my ugly glasses.

it’s not bad if you don’t see the hideous geometric design thingy along the side of the frame. i’ve always wanted a pair of black frames. but don’t ask me why i chose this pair despite the ugly thing. i was overwhelmed by all the different frames available.

imagine this when the lenses turn dark - it looks like a super uncool pair of shades.

i am so ashamed of myself, i tell you.

for about six months i was contemplating whether to get this bag - crumpler’s considerable embarrassment.

it fits ally nicely, can you imagine? there’s also enough space for other junk i always carry around with me. plus this shade is a masculine neutral shade which matches with clothes easily.

but then it would cost approximately S$170 so unless i find the same thing at a terrific discounted price in melbourne’s outlet store, i’d pass.

i’m quite proud of myself.

i bought a new pair of sneakers for chinese new year. there weren’t any kickass puma sneakers on sale and the kickass sneakers i saw were beyond budget so i settled for these, which happened to be sneakers i’ve been wanting to buy for a few years and miraculously, there was a 50% discount.

never mind that they’re not kickass and that they’re actually quite common. i still like them pretty much. so much that i have the habit of looking at them while i walk. while i stand. while i sit.

so a couple of days ago, i was walking to the office pantry, with my eyes fixed on the dream shoes that are finally mine. i was so engrossed and yet, familiar enough with the office to walk without looking ahead.

and so i almost walked right into my boss. almost, to the extent of my spiky hair touching his back.

gotta kick this very bad habit of mine.

i’ve just placed an order for another pair of glasses, just in case anything happens to the current pair. once bitten, twice shy. for some strange reason i can’t even comprehend, i asked the optician to use lenses with the same power as my previous pair when i got my current pair. which means the currents lenses were according to the eye examination about three years ago.

so when i got my eyes checked again i was horrified to learn that the shape of my eyeballs have evolved again. my astigmatism in the right eye has also gone up by another 75 degrees, now reaching an all-time high of 300 degrees. the angle has also changed, resulting in blurred vision even with my glasses on. no wonder. i thought my myopia has worsened again.

i remember a few years back when i visited the regular optician he was very amused by my eyeballs cos they were becoming triangular in shape. hurhur. i guess i’m gonna have very sharp eyeballs soon, eh?

but because i’m getting the new pair of glasses with transitions lenses, i’ll only be changing the lenses in my current pair in july after i come back. why transitions? because i can’t wear shades when i’m with my glasses, can i? if i get contacts, i’ll still need to get a spare pair of glasses. since i don’t wanna spend so much money i thought i’d just get the contacts the next time i’m back. so i’ll just be a geek for the next 6 months. with glasses i’d be blinded by the powerful australian sun so there, transitions it will be.

i hate the way regular glasses look ugly with coloured lenses. i prefer big, cool-looking shades but damn it, i’m just a poor student.

yeah, i seem to find cheaper contact lenses each time i ask. the first time i went to nanyang optical at jurong point, they charged me close to $300 for half a year’s supply. *note: serious astig cases do require special orders, thus higher prices. then i went to jurong east and they charged me $150 for half a year’s supply. while at the optician outside my house just now, i asked again. and they’re charging $140!

i’m beginning to love this new-found place. small little neighbourhood shops are just so lovable.

i’ve finally completed the annual chinese new year apparel shopping. it’s usually a pain-in-the-ass mission for me cos i’m not exactly regular sized and it’s hard finding clothes that i like and yet, fit me.

worse, there’s this huge craze with certain baggy designs and big sparkly things on collars this year. or clothes that go with leggings. i can’t wear super baggy tops and dresses cos i look pregnant in them. can’t wear leggings cos i have hams for legs. hate those clothes with big shiny things sewn on them.

i admit i wasn’t in the best of moods this afternoon and when i start to shop during such moods, i go on a crazy rampage and become a lot more flexible with my budget. so yah, my heart is aching cos there goes a huge portion of my salary, which just came in yesterday.

oh well, i’m still glad i’m done with the shopping and that most of my clothes match with the pair of new adidas shoes i bought.

my heart and soul is also aching for the time i’m gonna spend without ally. i’m sending her to the repair centre cos the cooling fan within her doesn’t run most of the time when it should. i should have done so a lot earlier, but hell, i’m a procrastinator. the warranty’s expiring this sunday so ally has to check in by this saturday. amazingly, epicentre will take 5 working days to repair ally. with the fantastic chinese new year timing, the next time i’ll see ally would be approximately 10 days later.

i miss ally already.

there are just about ten million things i need to do and i’m too lazy to do them. blogging is one of them but then again, there isn’t much i can blog about. work’s been boring and sufficient to keep me occupied during overtime hours.

i’m glad it’s the weekend cos i went out with the colleagues on thursday and because we are a bunch of busybodies i reached home after midnight. thus explaining our zombified appearances and movements on friday. friday turned out to be a roller coaster day cos i thought i could leave office early after cleaning up my data entry. due to some miraculous events i left the office at 10pm. no complains though, i welcome extra income any time.

despite the strong urge to just stay at home the entire day, i forced myself to hit town in search of the elusive chinese new year clothes. i ended up not buying a lot of clothes i liked, don’t ask me why. all i bought after five hours of shopping was a black blouse for work and a pink namecard holder for my friend.

i am a doomed shopper.

i still have to reply emails, figure out which courses to take next semester, call up the hairdresser, chase after payment for my previous work stints, wrap a present, write a card and send both items to taiwan, buy clothes and shoes, meet up with people i haven’t met for ages, etc. etc.

a pleasant shopping trip is when i find two daniel yam dresses at $88. not $88 for each dress, but $88 for both dresses. i wouldn’t have gone for daniel yam cos everyone wears daniel yam dresses but hell, they were very cheap sale items and i’m damn broke. now i’m just praying that no one wears the same dresses as me on sunday.

maybe i’ll put up the pictures of the dresses some time soon just to make everyone jealous of my accidental finds.

the happiness of finding two cheap dresses was enough to offset the frustration and embarrassment of walking around in flip flops with a broken strap. still i walked two rounds around vivo and went down the escalator before i finally settled for a new pair of heels.

right, that’s enough financial damage done for the time being. gotta start working hard again to earn back those hard-earned money.

it’s always good if i don’t blog when i have lots of free time. it means i’ve actually gone out to meet people and that my social life isn’t decomposing.

the past few days were spent….eating, watching the dinosaur-doraemon (yes, the dinosaur is deliberately placed before doraemon) movie, shopping at daiso vivo, shopping at daiso imm, eating and finally, mahjong. i lead a sedentary life but hey, at least i made the effort to get out of jurong west. it’s always good to have kampung buddies like the seahyiyi and mf cos they’ll either travel the whole bloody distance with me or vote for jurong west gatherings.

i officially declare myself as a mahjong player at the beginner level. meaning i have to ask the other players every now and then which “wind” direction and which “number” i am. meaning i exasperate other people by doing a lot of reversal actions cos i’ve thrown the wrong tile, took the wrong tile at the wrong time, etc. etc.. meaning i keep shouting “AH!” instead of “pung!” or “hu!” when i draw a good tile. oh well, at least i’m pretty entertaining, or so i think.

tomorrow’s gonna be an intensive present-searching day. my dad is giving us daily reminders about his birthday and it’s funny how he thinks everyone isn’t getting him anything at all and blah blah blah. now i know why i’m so nonsensical and greedy (in terms of food). i hate getting presents for the male species cos there’s so limited things i can get. utterly boring.

a lot more social activities coming up and no, no photos allowed until my next haircut.

bloody hell, i love this watch, it’s very man!

croco printed glitz chronograph es1648

i have a thing for watches that look tough cos i don’t really like chao-gu-niang watches. tough-looking watches ooze character and i usually term them as manly watches. seah-yiyi tsked me when i told her i liked manly watches a long time ago. it’s ok, i don’t think anyone but wenwen would agree with me on the point that manly watches are nice; she’s one of the only two female friends i know who wears manly watches too.

still, there’s a limit on how many watches i should own when i’m not rich. i currently have four working watches and one that i am gonna send to the shop for repairs once i get my lazy butt out and about. interestingly, three out of the four working watches i have are new additions within this year. i think that’s enough watches for this year, unless i turn into a millionaire overnight. till then, i shall just admire manly watches from far.

i have been browsing so many online stores, i think i can become a consultant in this area soon.

the stores set up by teenage (or slightly older) ah-lians are the worst. tiny text, horrendous navigation, difficult ordering processes, ugly websites, outdated products, poorly-taken photographs of products, lousy grammar, spelling mistakes and sometimes, treating the customers as criminals.

i think it’ll be fun to run an online store but sure as hell, i don’t have anything to sell

even though i have this urge to spend and buy some new clothes or bags (maybe i can start my cny shopping a little earlier this year, eh?) i haven’t spent a single penny on apparel yet cos so many of those sg online stores are taking orders from taiwan and korea and they are all “free-size”. which simply means i probably can’t fit in those things meant for the typical skinny singaporean lady.

the usual sites where i buy my earrings from have closed down / no new stock.

forever21 requires an address in the u.s.

gah.

because of my very hilarious father, who bought a n73 and didn’t like it.

therefore, my bro and i got to benefit from the deal too. i really, really miss my nokia 6280. it had a pretty user interface.

i uncovered my bimbotic instincts while choosing a phone. i was basing my decision based on only two factors - price and aesthetic values. i am still clueless about the phone’s functions and specifications.

i don’t know how i lost one of my earrings today. it just arrived in the mail around last week, now i’ve lost it. i’ve never lost any of my earrings before. and i really like this pair.

but i don’t think i’ll order an identical one again. it’s just different.the earrings almost made me cry when i reached home. that was despite buying two fossil watches, designs i’ve been looking for for a very long time. both watches were 70% off retail price and i don’t regret spending my hard-earned money on them. usually, new watches make me very, very happy. but i didn’t smile today even with such supposedly therapeutic purchases.

i’m lucky i will and will not be alone next week. if i shut myself up for the whole term break, i know i’ll get more depressed. and i know i’ll have a lot of time to myself at my brother’s, cos he keeps to himself and won’t bug me.

gonna start planning the itinerary for next week.

for the third time, the housemate is postponing her return.it’s mean of me to think this, but i’ll be happy if she doesn’t come back. then i’ll have the whole place to myself for a longer time. muahahahhaa. but that’s a really evil thought, cos it means she totally cannot take the stress and has to quit school.

today has been a bad day, with a mac-incompatible printer that finally appeared (luckily i’ve managed to sell it and by a freak coincidence, i’m selling to my bro’s friend), not saving my word document cos i clicked on the wrong button, running out of food in the fridge, spending an entire afternoon trying to download mac-compatible pdf file creator programme only to realise it’s already built-in in ally.

but i swear the printer thingy wasn’t entirely my fault. i kind of got misled by the company’s dysfunctional website.

in general today’s events all boil down to the same issue: if only i had a brain that’s functioning properly.

i don’t always shop because i want to. sometimes, i’m forced to shop for something new. and i really hate it when i’m forced to shop, cos i’ll settle for something substandard.this time round, i had to buy a wallet cos my current one is spoilt. the zipper is faulty and i have to zip and unzip ten thousand times before it zips up properly.

so i bought this:

it’s by a local brand and fortunately it doesn’t scream its brand on itself.

and it’s in red! woohooo! my first red wallet!

but damn, it’ll only arrive in about a week cos i bought it online. a week is too long to live with a spoilt wallet!

for the record, i still don’t like proper wallets. i like those pouch-like wallets like what i have now. i’ve been using that since attachment days and despite the complaints that my notes are always crumpled, i still like it. so much more space-saving and convenient.

they’re finally here!it’s a shade of brinjal purple for the frame, the sides are dark brown and dark gray on the outside and bright red on the inside. sounds like a lot of colours eh? but they look fine i guess.

the optometrist and i both agreed heavy red frames (something like this, but in a shade of red) suited me well, but the pair that we both liked best cost like AU$50 more. so there. brinjal purple it shall be.
ha, my eyes are soooo happy to be freed from contact lenses after a week of intense and forceful wear despite the dry weather here. i shall celebrate my glasses by wearing them to school for the next two days!

but damn, my eyes look a lot small thanks to the non hi-index lenses. when i get back to singapore i swear i’ll get them changed.

and guess what again?

i’ll also be celebrating them by squinting at ally for the next couple of hours to do my readings. cos my bro helped me get my textbooks but he couldn’t pass them to me over the weekend, so he scanned the pages for me to do my readings. i realised mac display (or at least on ally) is really not as sharp. the words are blurred. should have stayed in school to use the pcs.

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my admin head sent me an email to ask me how i was doing. a few simple sentences, but i am touched. cos i don’t think she’s the kind to send emails for correspondence and stuff, and that’s the main reason why i haven’t been contacting her through email ever since i’m here. touched by her efforts and her concern. and the one-year-old friendship we have built up over four years.

someone just kill me now and save me from all the trouble of:

a) deciding which laptop to buy

too many options! i think i know why i’m dying to buy a macbook. it’s cos there’s only three options for macbooks, and it’s freaking easy to make a decision.

b) looking for accommodation

gotta find one within budget and hopefully, near the school. and i am already settling for non-private bathrooms! arghhhh. think i’m gonna come back a totally crazed psychopath after 10 months of sharing a bathroom with a stranger.

c) worrying about when the visa stuff will be approved

it’s been 17 days since they received all the stuff and commenced processing of my application. now, i have good reason to believe it should be approved anytime soon, right?

d) random thinking tasks

where to eat multiple dinners, etc. etc.

e) packing the damn luggage

i haven’t started yet. i’m putting it off cos well, i’m still in denial mode. ten months’ worth of luggage, how to pack?! things i want to bring along, i can’t. things which i want to leave behind will follow me no matter where i go. yes, i’m talking about non-tangible items as well.

no wonder my parents are so damn worried about me flying there alone.all right, back to solving the above problems.

i feel violated.

i went to work with my new, short, spiky hair this morning. i stupidly woke up late and had to get to the office myself, making a grand entrance alone. in order to reach my cubicle, i had to walk through a pretty long corridor and walk past everybody. it didn’t help that i reached during the settling-down minutes, when everybody was standing and chatting.

they stared at me, exclaiming their surprise for a full six minutes. suddenly i felt so naked i wanted to hide under my desk. and i was bombarded with questions, raised eyebrows and comments regarding my hair for the entire day.

they don’t really like my new hair and prefer the feminine longish hair, but i do prefer spiky hair, so to the hell with it.

my eyeballs feel violated too, by the way. for the first time in twenty two years my fingers ran along the contours of my eyeballs.

because.

i’ve got my contact lenses.

and i really wonder what the hell made me want to get contact lenses. halfway through the session where the optician guided me through the wearing and removing of contact lenses, i already felt like dying. at least the optician was pretty cute looking.

he sent me home wearing my contact lenses (*not the walk-me-to-the-doorstep kind of “send”, but the way a teacher sends a student home with home work, you know? “sent me home” is a misleading phrase here, i realise belatedly) and when i reached home, i couldn’t get the lenses out from my right eye. because i had practised only the left eye once at the optician’s. i made so many attempts i took a dinner break with the left contact lens removed and the other one still on my eyeball.

and the final removal of the right contact lens was a pure fluke. i got irritated, rubbed my eyes, and there it was.

i wonder if i can remove my right contact lens daily by rubbing my eyes. it’s so much easier.

i’m already trembling with fear at the thought of poking my eyeballs again tomorrow morning.

these are the skirts acquired within a short period of three months. it’s quite a feat considering i’m not really into skirts. and the one in the middle comes with a lace design, the one you see on the right.

now for the earrings:

and these are just part of the recent purchases i’ve made.

i still blame myself for not discovering these earlier:

now i’ll never get to wear them. damn. i do like the beads so much. so pretty!

and look! my first DIY french pedicure! it’s a little uneven, but it’s not too bad for a first attempt, i think.

nah, this post doesn’t have much meaning to it. i just thought it was time to uncover the hidden lady in me.

i think i’m a bimbo in disguise. i had fun shopping for skirts today. i’m buying more and more skirts because i realize when i wear pants, lots of people ask me to climb up and down, here and there, just because they’re wearing skirts. besides, skirts hide my short and fat legs better than pants do. so there, skirts it shall be.

and sheesh, i’ve planned what to wear on monday already. or is it “i’ve already planned what to wear on monday.” man, i can’t believe i’m teaching tuition.

but then again, i always know what to wear on mondays. by tuesdays, i just grab something from the upper rack, the office clothes rack, and put it on. i really dislike rushing in the mornings. i wish i had flexible working hours.

recently, i’ve also improved leaps and bounds in my shopping habits. i’ve become more efficient and wise in my choices. on the last few shopping trips, i’ve been very focused, knowing what i should be looking out for and picking out only clothes that i look okay in. in the past, i’d settle for anything that looks almost okay and end up wearing those clothes only once or twice.

i need more money to hone my shopping skills.

i’ve been buying a lot of earrings online again.

partly cos i’m bored, partly cos i’m depressed, partly cos i think i really like earrings. but it makes me a lot happier when the earrings arrive in the mail. then i’ll start wondering which design lies within the envelope.

it’s a delicious feeling ripping open the bubble wraps, taking them out and trying them on. while planning when to start wearing them and which clothes to wear to match the earrings. my life is starting to revolve around earrings.

sounds bimbotic, eh?

but i do wish the earrings sites which i visit update their stock more often. i need mooooore earrings.

oh yes, happy public holiday.

i think i wouldn’t even switch on the tv today. i hate watching tv on national day.

and i hope ndp will be sweet for some out there. *winks

it’s a great feeling to pick up any pair of earrings i like and tell my friends, please pay at the counter!

thank you to all my new earrings sponsors, love you all lots for contributing to my growing collection! as of today, i’ve outgrown the twenty-eight-compartments-pillbox earrings case and will be expanding into the second twenty-eight-compartments-pillbox!

tomorrow will be the day of shopping for office clothes, narrowed down to just tops, and also a red leather belt for the dull black dress i bought. a stunning red leather belt.

hmmmm.

i’ve been doing so much random shopping i think i should post some pictures of the trophies. wenwen’s happily posting pictures of her sister’s wedding where they’re radiating happiness, while i’m gonna be posting pictures of shopping trophies radiating nothing but bimbocity.

before i can even step into town to spend a little of my first post-graduation-pay packet, it’s already almost gone. cos i have to distribute some income taxes to my parents and guess what? i bought a new computer at about $300 bucks, minus the monitor. yeah i know for $300 bucks, it’s pretty cheap and even if i had bought the lcd monitor, the total amount would not have exceeded $600. but still it bloody hell hurts to spend so much money at one go.

so the monitor can wait. meanwhile, i’ll live with a black cpu housing and a yellow monitor. once i pay off the monthly instalments for the computer, i’ll get the lcd monitor. in black, of course. i predict i wouldn’t be getting another new computer for ages, so there’s no way i’m gonna buy a standard light coloured computer for it to turn a ghastly shade of yellow.

from now on, i’m on a shoestring budget. my dear friends, let’s go budget when we hang out, ok?

luckily there’s been a lot of free meals i can enjoy. cos there’s a bumper crop of colleagues being promoted, and a sales engineer bravely called up each of them to demand a promotion treat. so there, now there’s a schedule of free meals, and the month is pretty much packed with these treats.

just on thursday night, we went to this turkish restaurant near arab street. sheesh, the turkish can reeeally cook their meats well. juicy, tender meat with full flavour. and their apple tea. it’s good enough to die for. i’m drooling just thinking about the meal. everyone should visit them, especially since the boss and employees are so friendly and helpful. though help is greatly needed when it comes to the menu. the menu was so mind-boggling we just asked the boss to get us whatever was good.

anyone wants to go for a good meaty dinner? ask me!

i went on the emergency wardrobe malfunction correction mission today, and things improved slightly. i returned with a white top, a black document bag, a casual white belt, assessment books and some other stuff.

yeah, i know only the white top is relevant to the mission. what’s weird is, now i have a black shirt, two black tops and a black cardigan-sweater with a white shirt collar attached to it.

let me digress to the document bag first. since i’ll be juggling tuition and a daytime job, i figured i need a relatively big bag to contain all my stuff and one that goes with a workwear wardrobe. i combed the entire jurong point and only managed to spot two suitable bags. suddenly aware that i have been buying too many things, i was determined to get the cheaper option, thus the document bag. i don’t mind it actually, but i think i’m gonna look like a pompous admin lady.

oh yeah, back to the main point.

together with my black shoes, black document bag (maybe white bag on some days), black/gray/white apparel, i’m gonna appear in grayscale mode everyday.

damn.

when i get my paycheck and time to shop again, i’m gonna revert to colours. till then.

p.s. 1) did anyone notice how perfect the weather was today? sunny and breezy in the day, cool and breezy in the night. 2) the second round of the spare-no-cents-campaign has begun. 3) i really like shopping. 4) mf is declared my favourite jp-buddee. while weiwei is my favourite jw-kopitiam-buddee. fengyiyiyiyi is the out-of-jw-buddee.

today was a crazy shopping experience. i tried to convince my favourite attachment mate that i don’t always behave like that and that today was probably the most extreme case, but i don’t think she’s convinced.

first thing, i stepped into bega to buy my clothes. which is a miracle, cos i’ve stopped buying their clothes after buying a brinjal-purple top for cny which i only wore once. mainly because their sales personnel are too aggressive and keep chattering till you buy something. i tried walking out of the shop without buying anything and they showed sulky faces, which really pissed me off.

anyway, the bega shop in marina square is pretty huge, and the attachment mate was the one who pointed out that they sold working clothes and that we should go in. once we went in, i found several tops which looked okay. so the sales personnel held the tops for me and followed me around the entire shop while i walked around the shop floor picking up a lot of tops. think i picked out around eight tops. and bought three. the buying part wasn’t so scary, i think what scared both of us was the way i swept around like a typhoon picking up clothes to try on in a seemingly random manner.

together with the bag which the attachment mate bought, we qualified for a membership card. that was more than one hour spent at bega. more than one hour, can you believe it?

other than bega, we only managed to hit g2000, daniel yam and the foodcourt.

damn, the attachment mate looks darn good in evening gowns. even though she kept complaining about some parts of her body. i cannot mention all her body faults cos she’ll kill me if i do, i know. and since she paid some compliments to me i shall be nice.

oh yeah, the working clothes i’ve got are all black. i need a recovery shopping mission to overcome this minor wardrobe malfunction.

i think i know what i like best about shopping for the time being - sales.

nothing beats the feeling when you find a top which you saw last week at another branch, but was too expensive to be deemed worthy on the discounted racks. the savings of 30% that allowed the purchase of a pair of earrings which matches the top.

the great singapore sale is coming and man, i AM all ready for it!

but i hate shopping in orchard, as usual. cos of the many many many outlets of the same brand, which turns out to be a pain in the ass during sales season. cos i will start entering every shop to see if there are different items on sale in different outlets, and sometimes there are.

of course, i see people i don’t really wanna talk to in town and such people are everywhere. eeeeek.

though i still like the direct bus home which has plenty of seats for tired legs.

i did a french manicure yesterday, and it made me very happy. i know this sounds bimbotic but fengyiyiyiyi said i cannot be depressed while she’s away, so i have to think of some way to make myself happy, don’t i?

lucky the rational mf didn’t get her nails manicured too, otherwise it’ll be a case of three gals with manicured nails and totally helpless. at least i could wear my own shoes without having the manicure lady to help with dainty straps, lol.

been buying books almost everytime i go out, cos i’m so bored at home and books are just so nice to spend my time with. sheesh, i’m just a geek. and i’ve also been downloading passe pc games to play: remember theme hospital, sim farm, pizza tycoon, etc?

ok the geek shall get back to her geeky games.

went shopping in my no.2 favourite shopping area - the marina/suntec area, and i was surprised to find myself strangely restrained.

the only shop that went caused me to go a little crazy was accessorize, where they had a sale of 50% on selected items. so i grabbed a necklace at $4.95 after the discount, which was a really good deal. and a pair of earrings too.

that’s all, that’s all!

and a book at times bookshop, where they had a 20% storewide discount.

that’s all! that’s all!

i actually started out to find some working clothes, cos all of mine are getting visibly worn, and it’ll be nice to stock up on my wardrobe a little. especially since i really couldn’t find anything i really wanted to go out in today. there were plenty of desirable clothes, but i just didn’t like them enough to fork out the money.

i hope i have a better (or worse, from my bank account’s point of view) time shopping at bugis on tuesday. if i see that top at topshop again, i’ll probably get it, haha. otherwise i’ll have to wear oooooooold clothes that yes, look worn, to work.

booboo moment today: was walking from marina to suntec along one raffles link, when i saw this small, narrow platform across the walkway. a length of white tape was stuck on the platform, screaming “DON’T STEP!!“ the drama queen in me gasped, pointed at it and said a little too loudly, “LOOOK! DON’T STEP!!“

i was seriously just wondering if we could still walk along the pathway or would the whole place explode. i wasn’t trying to be that disgraceful.

i failed to notice a nice indian man sitting at a desk next to the platform. think he was mildly amused by the level of worry the sign incurred in me. he told me “it’s ok, just don’t step on it.”

so embarrassing.

despite the post put up just three hours ago, i am searching for innovative ways to increase the storage space in my room.

i had a classmate who stored all his files and books and whatnot in the classroom. he started to stuff his files in the gap between the pipes and the classroom walls when the teacher asked him to cart some of his stuff home. he claimed that there was no space at home (a new-age condominium) to store them and his mum ordered him to keep them out of the house, haha.

i think i know how he feels now.

there’s plenty of space in my room, but my dad is a stickler for matching furniture colour. and ever since we moved, he’s vehemently against defacing his smooth walls with nails or shelves or anything that requires drilling as much as possible.

he loves his walls more than me, i have to say. but at least i have a roof over my head with my own room to boot, so i shall not object to his decree.

meaning now i’ve gotta rack my brains how to create more space to store the ever-increasing number of books. i’m such a geek.

while checking out the ikea website, i mentally crossed out almost all the furniture, cos the colours of the wooden bookshelves don’t match, they are open to dust and lizards and cockroaches, or they’re just plain expensive.

so i wandered to muji. seems that they have suitable storage system, typical of the space-conserving japanese. they may be slightly overpriced, at least plastic is plastic and they don’t come in shades of beech, oak and whatnot.

i hope the bugis muji has all these storage stuff when i visit it on tuesday.

otherwise i may have to start storing my books under the bed, wrapped in plastic bags to protect them against dust and cockroaches.

in my desperation to shop, i went to jp after a particularly excruciating class with a student. it was pretty obvious i hadn’t shopped in some time at my regular haunt, cos i didn’t know about the existence of the blindingly bright charles and keith on the second floor. it was just a huge shock seeing the super-blinding lights suddenly and a swarm of ladies within the glass walls. scary.anyway it was a case of: enter shop, browse for less than five minutes, pick up item, swipe atm card, on to the next shop. at one point i was repeating the routine in a row of shops. it was a disaster for my bank account, by my newly defined standards.

i got this for my cuticles, which looked sorry. i’m glad it worked and didn’t turn out to be an useless impulse purchase.

and a much-needed pair of jeans from the duh-giordano too. now i don’t have to plan my schedule based on the availability of clean jeans.an hour’s shopping is worth celebrating too!

this sounds really effective in improving eyesight naturally.

maybe i should give it a try.

so nice!!!

i want i want i want!!! acccck! this is destroying my aim of becoming stingy! how can i ever become a millionaire?!

accccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccck!

i must remain calm! rational!

i would gladly travel to bras basah to get the blades and the glue that my aussie bro needs, while browsing in the bookstores over there which carry some gems occasionally.

but the weather’s too hot, and it’ll be halfway across the island on a train.

i know i need to get out more before i turn mouldy, but but but.

meeeh.

i wonder if they sell those special blades at popular bookstores. i wonder.

it’s such a luxury to stay at home for the entire day, doing some online shopping and stalking here and there.

as compared to yesterday, when we went on an intensive qing ming festival routine. for all those people who don’t go visiting their ancestors’ graves during the qing ming festival, yes, that’s what the chinese are supposed to do this time of the year.

but yesterday was a little more erm, eventful than usual.

i was supposed to repaint some red words on my grandfather’s grave, and an awful accident took place. i held the small can of red (read: bright red) paint in my right hand and a brush in my left. then a strong gust of wind blew and my hair was all over my face.

in an attempt to toss all the messy hair away from my face, i did it violently, forgetting that violent tosses results in huge arm movements.

the paint from the can spilt out in an amazing arc, landing on the grave behind my grandfather’s. maaaan, i felt sooooooo guilty. i mean, it isn’t so bad if i splashed paint on the gates of my neighbour or something, i can offer to clean it all up with thinner and repaint it.

but to splash red paint on somebody’s grave is so unrespectful and offending, i kept muttering my apologies to the erm, owner of the grave. plus, what would the family of the deceased think when they see that offending red paint on their loved one’s grave?

though i spent about 20 minutes scrubbing with strong detergent and a piece of rag, i didn’t manage to clean it up entirely, cos the paint kind of dried up a little and we didn’t have any paint-removing stuff with us. all i could do was to offer my apologies to the spirit resting beneath the grave who had its place of residence rudely vandalised by a person who just wanted to get the hair out of her face.

when we went to pay our respects to our granduncle later in the afternoon, we were all flabbergasted when we couldn’t find the urn containing his ashes. i mean, the urn had been there for the past twenty years and was placed more than two metres above the ground.

so we asked the attendant about it and he valiantly insisted that no, it wasn’t possible. after some checking and climbing up and down on a ladder, he found out that oh yeah, my granduncle’s urn was somehow relocated directly behind his original one and was thus completely blocked from view.

according to my dad the “new occupant’s” descendants had probably given the attendant a red packet to shift the positions of the urns. while shifting my granduncle’s urn to its original position, my sister and i were mumbling about how disrespectful it is to shift a deceased’s urns here and there, especially since the descendants had paid for that specific location for their family member’s ashes.

and the attendant talked about how dusty my granduncle’s urn was, didn’t we clean it? but hey, the urn is like up there, how the heck do we clean it? so he said we can actually “request” him to do it. bah. he just wanted an ang pao, which my dad gave him for the trouble of shifting the urn back to its original location, and to ensure that my granduncle enjoys the premium location overlooking the world outside. anyway, he seemed to be hinting that dusty urns meant that nobody visits them and thus it would be an ideal candidate for their corrupted activities.

while other typical families have an average of two graves to visit, my family visits a staggering eight graves - my four grandparents, my dad’s maternal grandparents, my grandaunt and my granduncle. yes, it is indeed a little extended and they’re situated in four different locations, but i wouldn’t mind, if the weather isn’t *ahem so hot.

when i was young i always thought it was normal for families to visit at least four ancestors’ graves if they do so every year. little did i know that my family seems to be the only one who has such eventful qing ming activities, and so far, nobody has broken out records for the highest number of graves visited each year.

no wonder the rest of the population who participates in such activites had the time to set up foldable tables, bring out tupperwares of beehoon and various food items for a standing-picnic at choa chu kang cemetery, no kidding.

sheesh.

i hereby announce that my darling computer has gone through rebirth!!

complete with internet connection some more!!

wheeheeheeee!!!

it’s such a good feeling, now i can do my work whenever i feel like it, i don’t have to depend on the school. though the aircon in school was good, i have to say.

it was so cold in one of the IT labs yesterday, my hands went numb.

so my handwriting became like this:

the “china data online” and the “shoeboxes”.

looks like some 3 year old wrote it.

oh, i juz gotta flaunt my latest shopping stuff:

those earrings were like, $5 for 2 pairs, and the bag cost only $10! ok the bag looks nicer in real life.

and the book! mayday stuff again. courtesy of fengyi, who went to kino to help me get it cos i haven’t been to town for quite some time.

and while waiting for the always-want-to-drive-to-jp-then-end-up-late-wenwen, i bought a science toy kit for my tuition kid, who’s a maths warrior! i’m so proud of him. and two surge protected power plugs. I’M SURGE PROTECTED OK! i don’t want my computer or modem or whatever to be burnt again during thunderstorms again. that stupid wenwen had to cheek to laugh and laugh at my surge-protected power plugs.

now i’m ready to live my life again!

i bought a new fragrance yesterday, since there was a discount at the cheap jec store and i’m running out of the current one.

i underestimated the power of this fragrance.

now i’m suffocating in my own smell.
oh yes, i had a very morbid dream two nights ago.

i dreamt that my tuition kid’s dad had an accident in which he fell and injured his head. then he passed away.

the very next day during class, the kid told me his dad’s going to saudi arabia for work. think he’s a technician or supervisor or something like that. the kind that involves machinery and engineering.

i seriously hope my dream doesn’t come true. cos it’s so morbid it scares me.

for the past month i’ve been trying to concentrate on getting new clothes in time for the chinese new year. cos there was one year i had to collect my altered jeans which i didn’t even quite like from jurong point on new year’s eve, in the evening. being a smarter shopper nowadays, i decided to start shopping earlier, so that i can get clothes i like, the correct sizes, and of course, before new year eve.

out of desperation i asked my sister if she had started her shopping, since she hasn’t been seen lugging bags of shopping home and i thought i would feel a lot better if she hadn’t started. she looked at me with a look of contempt mixed with disgust and proclaimed that she had completed shopping a long time ago.

darn it. i’m the only one in the family who hasn’t finished the shopping. even the guys in the family have done theirs.

and it’s all thanks to the crazy tuition schedule i have, classes (not many, though) and the fact that i am bound to the school’s computers i have no time to shop. fyp is helpful in this department too. it has effectively kept me working intensively for a few days, then taking a few weeks’ break. all these are driving me crazy.

and this class presentation i had to do yesterday. my group mates asked to meet in sengkang last saturday, on the day i was supposed to go shopping. despite the effort we put in, we were shot left, right, centre by the instructor.

of course, he meant for us to learn, not discouraged or insulted. but i wish he had stopped harping on the fact that our sales forecast weren’t reliable at all. or that making figures up wasn’t a good idea.

yes, yes and yes. i knew all this were coming, but what could he expect when he asked us to do a sales forecast of jam in cambodia? there’s an obscene lack of information and when i explained to him the reason, i seriously don’t know if he was listening. i had to repeat myself so many times it began to sound like a sorry excuse.

there were classmates who suggested claiming that the figures were real or to make up some other excuse, but then hey, he’s not dumb either what. and i do agree with his point, just that if he wanted to attack the sales forecast solely based on that i couldn’t help it.

no available information means no available information. i don’t see the point in defending myself in cases like that.

anyway that was one of the worst presentations i’ve ever done for the past three years cos i couldn’t even speak properly. dunno what happened to me yesterday. sigh.

i’m going shopping tomorrow. one day before the chinese new year eve.

happy new year to everyone.

how i wish i can get a new computer for cny. i’ll gladly trade up all the angpaos.

ever since year 2 the school career services branch has been bombarding my email account with career help. seminars, talks, grooming sessions, wardrobe consultants, interviews, meetings with their staff, etc. etc.

for once the school is so freaking efficient i’m wondering if the career services is really a part of school. or are they truly truly inspired to help us aimless undergrads get jobs? or *ahem does the school just wanna make sure us graduates will get a job asap so we don’t spoil the statistics they present in the national media every year?

but then, i’m at this cross roads in my life. i’m still considering what i wanna do for the next few years of my life. and i’m really freaking confused enough, constant emails offering me so much help doesn’t help me. i wish they have an option to unsubscribe from all these emails.

ok, ok i really DO appreciate all these help from the school. just that it’s for the wrong person, at the wrong timing. i guess the other grads find them useful.

by the way, to all the ladies out there:

there’s a sale!

there’ll be a loreal roadshow at causeway point from 4th jan to 8th jan from morning dunno what time to 10pm daily. 20% off for all products (make-up and skincare) and lots of value packages!

please look for my favourite attachment mate neoh qiuling (i dunno if they have nametags but a photo below to help) who’ll be working as a promoter.

BUY FROM HER!

2005 and 2006 are the same to me.

so far, i can only spot a difference between 2005 and 2006.

in 2005, i had a funky orange diary in which i wrote down a hell lot of stuff other than deadlines and appointments. i loved it cos it got more and more seasoned looking.

plus it was from fengyiyiyi and lee jiana. hehe.

in 2006, i’m still diary-less. i’m gonna embark on an intensive search for THE 2006 diary next week.

but this year, i’m gonna look for another kick-ass diary, as kick-ass as my orange one.

the conditions which are to be met by the diary:

1) it has to be one-day-a-page diary. a5 size.

2) preferably dark red in colour. i’m in a dark red phase.

3) affordable. though the term affordable is pretty elastic.

4) it’ll be good if it doesn’t come with all the junk pages like the world map, conversion tables, etc.

5) it shalt not be common.

which is exactly why i haven’t settled for the same range of 2006 diaries as my outdated orange one. i didn’t know of anyone with the orange one, or anything from that range, but too many people commented it’s nice. and the 2006 range was widely publicised in magazines and the papers.

6) it has to be aesthetically pleasing.

six simple conditions, that’s all. and i haven’t found THE one.

i had a nice day again, sort of until it was spoilt by some ugly singaporean parents in the evening.

ha, i moved my butt down to chinatown and got the music video album. lucky i got there this afternoon, cos the supplies really was running low. i picked up the dvd version and wanted to get it (the friendly uncle said, “take lor, it’s the last copy le”), then decided to take the vcd version since it was cheaper by a few bucks. the second i started watching, i regretted not getting the dvd. there IS a difference between dvd and vcd quality.

then on an impulse i decided to go watch oliver twist. and went to the jurong east library while waiting for the movie. once i entered i saw a few exhibits on animation by local art students. i haven’t browsed for more than 2 minutes before this young lady came up and asked me for an interview. i was like “erm, i know nuts about animation”. but she said it was ok, so ok lor. and she asked me questions i could better answer if i had seen all the exhibits. so i gave her answers which were nice but any nut would know i know nuts about animation. put a lime in the coke, you nut

had a great time there, picked up two books. went for the movie. disaster struck. just before the real movie (end of advertisements and the scrawny boy chick grooving) started, a family of four or five came in. parents and girls. damn. i was hoping a weekday would be good for a no-kids movie, and it was at jurong east entertainment centre some more. this kind of place also got people want to go meh? twenty minutes into the movie the girls went to the toilet excitedly, though relatively quietly. their mum starting explaining bits of the movie at a volume which could be heard two rows away.

then. the kids started kicking the chairs. and visited the toilet for at least four times more. and ran up and down the steps, not even because they wanted to go to the toilet. the mum started talking on the phone loudly for a very long time. i got so irritated i shhh-ed her, it’s my first time getting so freaking irritated i shh people. she hung up soon after and began talking to her husband. about domestic affairs. at a volume probably the whole cinema could hear, since the place was so bloody small. uggggggggggggggggghhhhhhh. not to mention throughout the movie they kept talking about it, like “yi nang beh chua yi ki te lo?” (where are they brining oliver to? in hokkien) and stuff like that.

tamade! i hate it when people disturb me when i’m doing something i like. like enjoying a movie. knn. they totally spoilt the movie. and i was enjoying my personal space today like nobody’s business. i got so pissed i really wanted to leave the theatre, but then i looked at my watch and decided not to since there was only half an hour of the movie left. cannot stand this kind of parents. their kids weren’t even interested in the movie then why the heck did they bring those monkeys there? to explore the toilets?!

anyway a whiff of some familiar air made me happier. started reading a chapter on the book about absolut vodka on the way back, and it blasted my mind.

now that my brains are fried and i’ve more or less enjoyed the day with lots of my own space, i think i’m ready to hit the books again. yah, when wenwen has ended her exams, and weiwei will…erm not supposed to mention.

wah liao.

i just found out that rock records has intelligently allowed exclusive distribution of a mayday music video album (limited edition some more, i think) to a chinatown cd shop - visma. not that i have anything against them, in fact, i’ll probably buy all my albums from them if not for the frequency i visit chinatown. they’ve got terrific service from all the friendly uncles and aunties in the store, staff who know about everything you want to ask (although i’ve only asked them a few tricky questions on mayday albums), an amazing collection of albums dating back to dinosaur age and one of the best prices on the island.

problem is, all my marketing tutors said that the right product has to be sold to the right people at the right place at the right time at the right price. well, all of the factors are there - except location. chinatown leh! where got people frequent chinatown like they frequent orchard or bugis or jurong point or tampines mall etc etc etc. yah lah, this chinatown store is visited by tonnes of mayday fans, but then can’t they be more friendly to the masses?

wah liao, i just visited chinatown for dim sum a few weeks ago, now i got to make a trip down again. just for the damn album. exams period leh!

ugh, this kind of things irritate me to the core. got to spare some time from my one week study slot to go down and get it. the time factor isn’t the worst, it’s that consumers like me are extremely lazy and hate to take public transport when going out, whether it’s to jurong east or changi.

lucky shit for the record company it’s mayday we’re talking about here, otherwise i won’t even consider buying it.

last thing: there better be stock when i get down there. or i’m gonna be an incredibly irritated and whiny consumer.

samsung is indeed not very durable despite not having dropped my phone more than five times nor letting it drink any beverages, throughout its life of 11 months. my phone’s keypad is getting a little retarded, the most retarded being the number 4 button. which is a pain in the ass cos g, h and i are very important alphabets and i get damn fed up sms-ing.

driving me to the next point:

i have my eyes on this presentable looking nokia (yes, it’s back to nokia for me) phone which singtel is offering at S$138. yah lah, it’s an old model. but i don’t need a super new model either. cheap is good. as long as it allows me to communicate with the rest of the world, i’m satisfied. plus i like the leather pouch and strap that comes with it too.

and surprise, surprise, my current phone is actually worth S$100. which works out to a balance of S$38.

once my exams are over i’m gonna take my current phone to see if they’ll fix the keypad for me. if they don’t (pretty high chances) i’m getting a new phone.

meanwhile, does anyone have a singtel shop voucher or a nokia phone voucher they don’t need? i’ll be perfectly happy to get a phone at zero dollars.

or maybe someone can consider getting me a belated halloween, deepavali, hari raya or xmas present. just give me a S$38 ang pao can liao.

all due to somebody’s suggestion (which i didn’t take up) of going downtown today to get the bag i’ve been wanting to get, i feel an incredibly strong urge to do some shopping. since it’s 10pm now i don’t supposed i will go out and shop, not that the shops are open now.

so.

i’m trying online shopping. but it seems that i can’t find a place with reasonable prices and good stuff i.e. bags and accessories!!!

someone gimme some good links!!!

yes, i finally have a new keyboard - free of charge. with no yellow tinge indicating its age. with a nice keyboard sound when i type. a nice crisp feeling when my fingers hit the keys. with an exclamation mark in working order.

never mind that the wrist rest that comes with the keyboard doesn’t really fit in the keyboard tray. it’s ok, really.

such a nice feeling.

say hi to my new keyboard.

i’m diagnosed with mild stress.

1) stayed up till after 2am on a weekday trying to do some readings for a tutorial on the following day. actually managed to wake up for the 8.30am tutorial. amazing.

2) spent 20 mins wondering why comprehensive survey results would be “invaluable” to a company. suddenly remember that invaluable is not the opposite of valuable, but that it is extremely valuable. is this the problem with the english language, or stress?

3) started to skip meals despite hunger because there’s more reading to be done than food to be eaten. drove my digestive system crazy.

4) marked out project discussions and tasks to be carried out everyday. organiser is running out of space.

5) found relief in cheap retail therapy at the convenient nanyang mini-mart and the ntu popular bookstore.

desperation.

sometimes i’m amazed at the way i make decisions on the spot.

i planned to meet wenwen to invade ikea today (yes, i know the sales are over but my room needs a little organisation) around 2.30pm. as usual, my estimation was off and i was done with my fyp meeting after 11am. and i was already on the way to queenstown, when i stopped by jurong east. for some unknown reason i had a strong urge to drop off at jurong east. so i went to the nice big library hoping to find some nice big books with a lot of advertising graphics and stuff, but i realised some of the books are probably relocated to the nice big national library.

then i had a strong urge to buy tickets for charlie and the chocolate factory when i passed by the cinema. lucky i didn’t. movie tickets nowadays very expensive. then i went into popular trying to find some nice big boxes and magazine files to keep my stuff in order. but popular has very limited and ugly boxes and magazine files.

so in the end, i didn’t visit ikea. i had kfc instead of ikea lunch. i ended up not buying anything to keep my stuff in order even though i am desperate for some order in my life. i ended up not spending any money (phew.) and i am regretting not having gone down to ikea. all thanks to the 5 second decision i made.

have i even mentioned that i don’t have money to buy textbooks yet? anyone wanna jointly-sponsor my education?

thanks to the rich wenwen who’s buying a new camera, i’m getting her old one for a low price!! patience, patience to all who wants photos of my spiky hair and greasy face. the cable’s still with her due to my impulse decision to get it from her on thursday. i will get it coming week and then upload it soon. soon. relatively soon.

i’m stuck with a 16mb memory card for the time being, which allows me to store a ridiculously small number of photos. wait till i get my hands on a memory card with more space. at low prices. now lemme think about the second part. how to achieve that ah?

have i already mentioned that this coming week’s gonna be my last week of attachment!! man, i’m gonna celebrate like there’s no tomorrow! ha! no more irritating boss, no more boring-sit-there-and-kill-mosquito-booth, no more telemarketing, no more spamming!! gosh, five more days, five more days, five more days!

three more weeks to end of attachment

i walked in the office pretty groggy today and got high after getting one fantastic email from my boss. in two short sentences, there were three good news which made my day.

• first, my supervisor extended her leave by one more day. (whee)
• second, no stressful discussion until thursday (wheee).
• third, my boss is going on a business trip for two weeks, starting from this friday (wheeee)

no reporting for work tomorrow, a haircut appointment in the night.
this is quite a good week.

and that’s after a happy weekend, when my papa bought me a bracelet (and a mattress to replace my lousy old one) , my sista giving me the swatch watch i asked for for my birthday and my aussie bro sending me a handbag he bought from aust, received on monday.

i just saw my bro on msn and wanted to thank him, so the conversation went:

yanyanyanyanyan :: where has the weiwei gone??? says:
eh thanx for the bag ah
formatting my laptop… says:
k….

there goes. end of conversation. it’s amazing the way we communicate, eh?

i feel like prancing around in circles and running from one end to the other end of the street waving to any stranger who spots me. i’m that happy.

first reason being my darling desktop which suddenly appears very yellowish due to old age, is in perfect working condition and it’s connected to the world wide web! man, i feel so good. all my mayday songs at my fingertips.

second reason being today is day 1 of 14 , of which i will not be seeing the boss in the office since he’s outstationed. wheeheehee!!! he’s a typical boss with a friendly character to boot. sad thing is, he’s pretty plastic and likes to talk big. there goes. not a nice boss.

third reason being i got an A for my general elective. duh. i swore i’d jump off the 37th storey of suntec tower three if i didn’t, since i’m so goddamn confident. so i did. but it still made my day about 20 kilowatts brighter.

fourth reason being i did a bit of shopping at times bookshop after lunch and got two new books. yumyumyum. i think i’m gonna be very broke if i eat lunch too fast.

fifth reason being fengyi telling me a mutual friend is visiting from taiwan and she’s buying some mayday stuff online, so i can piggyback and order some stuff too. this is damn good news since i simply don’t understand how the gogorock purchasing system works and i have no credit card either.

it’s a happy day!!!
wheeheeheeheee!!

p.s: to all those friends who told me to be brave and actually read / listened to all my grievances about attachment, thanks a lot for your love! *winks* don’t worry, i’m a tough cookie and i thrive under hatred!

just kidding.

my dear friends have been asking me what i want for birthday. strange, they used to buy anything they fancy or what they thought i’d like. and usually i’d like what they buy for me cos they’re pretty used to my weird tastes. but this year i’ve already got a couple of people asking me what i want. since most did not tell me of budgets or constrain me in any way, i shall make up my wishlist. wishlist means i can wish for anything i want to!! therefore this list will be redundant to most of you cos i assume my friends are all broke college students like me. so if you belong to my guild of broke college students, scroll past my wishlist for further instructions.

THE WISHLIST

here goes, starting from the most ridiculous (to you, perhaps) and in descending order of prices:

item 1:

a mini cooper s : red colour with double white bonnet stripes.
i got my driving license partly because i want to own a mini cooper some day in my life. i even tried drinking 3 cans of coke so i can send the ring tabs to get a chance to win a mini cooper. but alas, i was a day too late in buying the third can of coke. i love minis so much i even stalk the handful of minis around the campus and in my neighbourhood.

item 2:

if i don’t get a mini i’d also be contented with a vespa. it looks so retro-cool. and it’s a lot cheaper than a mini cooper. i don’t want the ugly green colour one. i would prefer one in white, red or black. but then again, i don’t have a motorbike license.

item 3:

this is a very nice camera. and i do like taking pictures of everything once i have a camera in my hands. any other brand with similar sleek designs would be fine too. preferably a nice deep shade of red like this (or garnet, as they call it). otherwise a black one.

item 4:

this is mainly due to the fact that the places in my home with internet access have no mp3 or cd playing devices. and the places where mp3 songs and cds can be played have no internet access. even the radio speakers in my room are screwed up and they work only if they feel like it. therefore i would appreciate being able to listen to my songs and doing whatever i like whenever i am simultaneously.

owned since 26/07/05* item 5: *

this would be a fine substitute for an ipod mini too.

item 6:

a sponsored front section (approx. S$150) mayday concert ticket. which is slotted for december, although they are never reliable. otherwise air tickets and a week’s accomodation to taiwan would make me deliriously happy too.

item 7:

i’ve been drooling for a long time for this baby. i’ll need a size L. i can’t find it in local adidas stores. but it’s available on the adidas shop online. i want the alarm/white one (code 574245).

item 8:

i’m running out of perfume soon. i wouldn’t mind any brand, as long as it smells ok and the bottle is nice. i like this brand, although this particular one is pink in colour.

and ta-dah! end of wishlist.

as promised, i shall provide some help for my beloved friends who are probably pulling at their hair now, since wishing for a mini cooper s is extremely ridiculous to them.

here’s the faq section:

q1: but i can’t fulfil any wishes of yours!!

ans: seriously, i don’t expect anyone to buy me anything from my wishlist at all. i’m 100% serious. i emphasize the fact, again, that i’ll be happy with anything you guys (gals) buy for me, unless you buy me a f4 or 5566 album or something irritating like that.

q2: can’t i just buy you some mayday stuff?

ans: no, cos i have all of what i want. i have all their albums and most of their dvds and vcds and books and what not. BUT IF you wanna you can get them to attend my birthday bbq (details will be out soon). if that happens i’ll do anything you want me to do in future.

q3: what else do you want?!?!

ans: i will also be very very happy with a nice new wallet, a nice new handbag, a nice new pair of working shoes which would match the one and only formal skirt i have. but then again, you probably wouldn’t know what i exactly want in a wallet or handbag, neither would you (or i, in any case) understand my taste