2005-08-08

at 7:24 p.m.

Hi Lily Hi Lo

HAHA NICOLE STOP POKING ME.



I have nail polish fetish! And because I'm so poor (150$ a month @#)($*) I can only afford cheapo-4$-for-3-bottles-nail-polish. Honestly, I'd much rather splurge on 5 bottles of 30$ Chanel/M.A.C/whatever polish, then starve myself for the rest of the month. Because they have names like Ballerina and Hi Lily Hi Lo instead of cheesy things like FIREFIRE XD I would seriously pay $30 for a nicer name. But because I am SO practical, I have landed myself with 4 new bottles of polish from some unknown brands called Docile and UGNY (UGLY?!). Which is very ironic since they have lovely witchy colours. So right now my crimson toenails are screaming SLUT. Hoho. Slutty colours are love. But I have an excuse to go around looking like a 50 year old ah lian because it's national day. And besides who really cares when its a dollar a bottle.



We went to watch charlie and the chocolate factory today. It was brilliant. Especially since it was free (thank you leanne! you are a genius.) I am absolutely going to watch it again and then buy the dvd. The puns in the movie are so funny. Johnny Depp is king! But the stupid cinema management people played like nearly half and hour of commercials before the film started. Out of boredom we tried painting our nails in the dark. They looked fine in the dark but once we got out it was like OHMYGOD. Disasters. And then throughout the movie I was stuck in between Jane and Prav who both couldn't stop exclaiming how cute/hot Mike is. He isn't okay! Those paedophiles.



I must must must go and find my tamagotchi. I was looking for it all weekend.



Mirrors are funny things! You can stare in the same mirror for 20 minutes. For the first 5 minutes you'll look fat, then you'll start to look thinner the next 5 minutes, then the next 5 minutes you'll be like "hey maybe I am okay!", and then after that its suddenly "eh shit. I'm so fat." Mirrors can't be trusted. I always stare at them and wonder whether it's part-illusion, looking in the mirror just seems so unreal. They scare me. All that reflection crap we learn in physics can't be entirely true. All those smart-ass physicists think they're so great, but they're not! Hah. Mirrors aren't real. I should win a nobel prize for this.



I have elephant calves and dinosaur thighs! And the worst thing is its mid-autumn festival. I am a mooncake eating dinosaur. I can probably finish four whole mooncakes a day. And one mooncake is like 700+++kcal. Whoopdedoo. By the end of all my mooncake eating I will look like I'm 8 months pregnant. With quintuplets. And I'd be broke. Which is why I should spend it on more worthwhile things instead (ie. nail polish and clothes).



Byebye! I am going off to do my work so that I can go out on Wednesday and splurge. Splurge properly. It's a fine skill many people have yet to master. But that's fine with me because then splurging will be an exclusive thing (like our nail polish sharing club). There :D I posted. Tomorrow I will shock Tingwen with my blinding fluorescent nails and she will give me her "tsk-tsk young people these days ah" kind of look.

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