2005-09-01
at 11:30 p.m.
Attack of the samosa
I need to change my layout. This is so boring, too pink, plain and so BLEAH. Anyway I'm supposed to be doing SMP and some stupid chinese translation thing for my dad's neighbourhood mid-autumn festival play. But all the information is in my inboxes and both hotmail and gmail don't seem to be working. This is a good thing :D Because I am a neat freak, I am going to blog in an organized manner.
- I was hopping down the stairs two hours ago when. I. Tripped. And landed on the side of my right ankle. So now my ankle is twisted (like me.)and I can't hop around and be merry anymore. I can't pirouette on that leg either ): But the worst thing was that when I was going downstairs my dad was having some meeting there, so I was screaming and cursing really badly. Silently. It went something like @#)$*(@)#)#(*&_)_)!$*@@#%(*!!!!! and then I hobbled upstairs and tried telling my mum but she ignored me (as usual) because she was too busy to bother. I was so pissed off I nearly cried.
- Today was one of those days where I'm feeling all sick and bloated and I don't feel like eating at all. But I have to eat anyway because my parents want to make me fat(-er).
- And then I try to go shopping. As usual my mum is like "Oh buy whatever you want! Don't feel bad." If I could buy whatever I want without feeling bad I would probably buy half the store or something. So I try on a thousand things and don't buy what I want. At the end of the day I have some crummy pair of hilfiger capris which I didn't really like that much in the first place. I CAN'T WAIT FOR HONG KONG + BANGKOK + (possibly japan) + my major end-of-year shopping trip. It'll be better than the christmas sales.
- I have decided that I will bring 3 pairs of clothes to Hong Kong. One for sleeping, one for coldness and one for not-so-coldness. Then I won't have any choice but to buy clothes to wear :D I shall bring my stuff in a minute suitcase which I will place in a bigger suitcase. So at the end of the trip I don't have to waste money on another luggage to carry all my loot back.
- So meanwhile I shall bear with the crappy shopping scene in Singapore and try to abstain from it. I look bad in all the clothes anyway because I have as much of a waist as Spongebob does. And everything else is just unmentionable, too bad for words. Maybe if I get more moody-I'm-not-hungry days I'll actually lose some weight! But I am blessed with overactive gastric juices. Sometimes I think my stomach is going to consume itself.
- On a different note, yesterday we went to Theatreworks to check out the costumes and stuff for our play. The place is like vintage heaven (I am being a drama queen)! We found the most ingenious pair of pants for the girl's ah lian mother. It's paisley, leopard print and tiger print all mushed into one. And it's TECHNICOLOURED. Like Joseph's amazing dreamcoat. Last time I used to think that the dreamcoat was a raincoat. I LOVE THEIR LEATHER LUGGAGES. It reminds me of my grandfather for some reason. Will somebody please get that 20$ luggage for me. But before that get the lock on it cracked open at the locksmith and wipe off all that dust.
- And just for general knowledge. I ABSOLUTELY hate it when people keep asking me "What are you doing?" just for the sake of it when they don't have anything to message me about. And then get all upset when I ignore it. Seriously. SAVE YOUR MONEY. For better things like clohtes. Firstly, I feel stupid answering questions like that, secondly there are more important things at hand and thirdly I have better things to spend my money on than replying to that. Like on clothes maybe.
- Another thing. I cannot stand people who pretend to be concerned and have a worried look on their face 24/7 like they're afraid that someone is going to drop a flowerpot on their head anytime, just because they think it makes them look MATURE since they take everything oh-so-seriously. Honestly, if you carry on looking like that I might just throw one at you someday.
- And don't use Singlish at me when it's past 10pm. It just works me up. Adding the words "man" or "ah" at the end of every single sentence doesn't make you sound cool or anything. Far from it in fact.
- I feel mean right now. I just completely bitched my heart out (well, nearly). Sorry you had to read that. Now I feel stupid.