Uhh…erm….shopping?
Erm…shopping again? Hehe. It feels as if I did something wrong. Guess maybe I’ve been shopping too much lately.
Only bought 3 tops and erm…2 bras. One top from F.O.S and the other two from Elle. Both bras from Pierre Cardin. Got another black halter from F.O.S for RM19.90, now that’s a good bargain. The other two from Elle were RM79 each and there was 50% discount so both total RM79. Bras were RM59 for two.
Black halter top from F.O.S
One of the tops from Elle
There. I only took two pics. The other top from Elle was kinda ordinary looking and it doesn’t look that nice on me. Oh well.
Mmm…shopping does indeed gratify a girl. Especially when she’s having her PMS and DMS. For those who don’t know, PMS is Premenstrual Syndrome and DMS is During Menstrual Syndrome. I created the second one myself. =P
I wanted to get shoes too but my dad came along and kept complaining that he was bored. Men really don’t understand how much good shopping brings to the soul. They don’t understand the incredible high we girls get when we’ve just purchased a really gorgeous piece of clothing and the sound of the clothing being put into a plastic or paper bag is just so…delicious.
Seriously, if I go shopping everyday for week I could lose a few pounds. The amount of walking you do when you shop. But the plus side is that you’re so engrossed with shopping that you don’t even notice the pain in your feet. Okay, maybe I did notice a little pain. But I dismissed it and I kept going. Thus, this shows that shopping is a great motivater. Lol.
I just can’t wait for my exam to end so I can go shopping with my girls. CM says we should go to One Utama and she’ll take us to this one shop, Wh, where she said is practically a shopper’s heaven. I really need to get a new skirt. I’ve been buying lots of tops lately but no skirts. And maybe I might get some nice new heels. Hehe.
It’s pretty late here. Think it’s best that I head to slumberland. Gotta wake up early for tuition. (>.<) Which reminds me, I should probably stop postponing my study. Exams haven’t end yet still have like six papers left to sit. Darn.
Nitez.
The thing with love…
[Before I write anything else, I would like to say that everything written here is my own opinion. So please don't take it personally]
"You’re my only one. My one and only true love. I promise you I’ll never leave you and love u forever and ever," the boy said.
"Oh, darling…I love you too. You’re the only one I will ever love," the girl said.
Omg…someone hand me a basket ‘coz I’m gonna barf. I can’t stand this kinda thing. You know, stuff like "if there’s love, you don’t need anything else". I mean, how dumb can people be?
Like for instance, I have this old friend of mine whom I’ve known since we were practically zygotes, she ran away from home. Mixed with the wrong group of friends I supposed. She ran away with this boyfriend of hers and has been living out alone for about a year now and recently, she dropped the bombshell on her parents and told them that she’s gonna get married. Do you know how old is she? Only a year older than me, 17. She dropped out of school before even managing to finish Form 4 and she’s gonna get married to some mechanic or VCD boy. And yeah, there was once an ex-boyfriend of hers who got imprisoned for selling pirated DVDs, so everytime she wanted to visit him she had to pay like a few hundred ringgit for only a few minutes. Like, how stupid is she? Excuse me, but I wouldn’t pay so much just to see that person for only a few minutes.
Okay, so she chose to leave her comfortable home just to be with some mechanic guy who can barely support himself. Giving up her whole future just for love. I know some poeple would say it’s good and all. But honestly to me it’s plain dumb. I seriously do not believe in love being the strongest thing and you can live together happily but in a poor condition. At least this applies to love between two lovers. For family, it is a little different.
I’ve seen many situations where one side constantly complains that the other side wants to leave him/her just because he doesn’t have enough money and etc. to support both of them. Most of the time they’ll ask "What about love?" True. What about love? Love does count too but please be logical. It is not easy to support even oneself alone nowadays. Let alone wanting to get married and have a family. Again like my old friend, her boyfriends earns like maybe RM500-RM1000 per month. She might earn more because she’s in the pirated DVDs business. It’s easy money for her. But easy money always comes with big consequences. What if she gets caught? That’s goodbye to her entire life. I don’t know why she wants to run away. She has a good family. Her parents are really smart and understanding people. They hardly ever scold her nor constrain her too much. And yet, she said she doesn’t have enough freedom. Sometimes people just don’t appreciate what they have.
Anyway, back to the main topic, love. When a guy tells me "I’ll love you forever and keep you in my heart always"…I’ll just smile and in the back of my mind I’ll think "Please don’t crap with me. You think we’re gonna end up getting married one day? How ironic can it be?" Okay, so there may be guys who purposely say these things to sweet talk me. But I don’t fall for sweet talk. So usually I can tell wether it’s true from the heart or it’s just talk. (I’m not trying to brag or anything here)
So, it is usually in chinese movies I see this kinda love crap. Again this is my own opinion. Don’t say I didn’t say it. A lot of movies have the same storyline. Guy meets girls. Both falls in love. Guy doesn’t meet certain requirements. But girl willing to give up everything for him. Finally, they got together but lived happily ever after in poverty. Stupidity, stupidity and stupidity.
Besides that, I see a lot of people especially young teenagers who thinks that "Love conquers all. Together we shall overcome all struggles in life as long as we love each other." Stop dreaming. Wake up and see the real world. Love only comes up to this much. Why drag another person with you into your problems when you yourself can’t deal with them properly?
Hmm…there used to be an ex of mine (I’m not naming names) who can’t seem to accept the fact that we’re not made for each other. He used to always tell me, "One day, I’ll be able to win your heart back"
"How?" I’ll asked.
"With hope and faith I will be able to get you back," said him.
"Oh, please don’t waste your time waiting for me," I’ll say and add silently to myself "coz i’ll never go back to you"
"But I can always hope," he’ll always reply.
Oh puh-lease. Don’t drop this kinda crap on me because I might get a seizure from it. But of course being the nice person I am, I didn’t tell him that or said anything that might offend him. I only dared to type this out because I know he’ll never read my blog…well i’m quite sure he won’t.
Don’t misunderstand me after reading what I’ve wrote. I do want what almost every other girl wants…which is to fall in love and get married one day. But to me love only matters so much and marriage doesn’t happen just because you feel like wearing a wedding dress. There are many other responsibilities to consider. I do not plan in getting married for the next 10 years. So, keep your proposes and wedding rings for I will not say "I do" in the meantime. Lol…I sound conceited don’t I? =P
That’s all from me tonight. Need my beauty sleep. Goodnight.
[One of my all-time favourite song]
For The First Time - Kenny Loggins /or Rod Stewart
Are those your eyes, is that your smile?
I’ve been looking at you forever
But I never saw you before
Are these your hands holding mine?
Now I wonder how I could have been so blind
For the first time I am looking in your eyes
For the first time I’m seeing who you are
I can’t believe how much I see
When you’re looking back at me
Now I understand what love is
Love is, for the first time
Can this be real, can this be true?
Am I the person I was this morning?
And are you the same you?
It’s all so strange, how can it be?
All along this love was right in front of me
For the first time I am looking in your eyes
For the first time I’m seeing who you are
I can’t believe how much I see
When you’re looking back at me
Now I understand what love is
Love is, for the first time
Such a long time ago
I had given up on finding this emotion, ever again
But you’re here with me now
Yes I’ve found you some how
And I’ve never been so sure
And for the first time I am looking in your eyes
For the first time I’m seeing who you are
Can’t believe how much I see
When you’re looking back at me
Now I understand what love is
Love is, for the first time.
Tired. Numb. And unable to feel my nose.
I swear I will never consume anymore coffee at night especially if it’s after 10pm. Even more when I’m having exam the next day. Oh my god…it was terrible. I couldn’t sleep till like 4.30am or later. And the feeling while lying in bed…it was like…your body’s tired but somehow your mind won’t allow it to go to sleep. Ugh…it’s horrible. There were certain times when I begun to feel sleepy…when I was just about to lose some consciousnes when suddenly something triggered and I was awake again. It was just so damn frustrating.
I only had like 2 hours of sleep and I woke up having a headache. I drank a cup of coffee earlier this morning so I wouldn’t fall asleep during exam. And again I got the same feeling. Your body feel as if it want to shut down completely but you’re like…not allowed to do it. I don’t know. Whatever.
Anyway, guess what? I just came back from the dentist’s. I extracted 2 teeth to make room for the other teeth when I start wearing braces. I was there alone. My dad went off to buy some food. I think the nurse and dentist noticed that I was a little nervous. They asked me to relax and don’t be too tense. I brought along my MP3 player in case if the pain was unbearable. I saw the needle in the dentist’s hand and kinda panicked a little. This was what happened.
(The chair was slowly being lowered down and my eyes were trained on the hypodermic need. I could feel my heart started beating faster. I couldn’t decide if I should take out my MP3 player. So I just blurted out, "Err…wait….wait" Both dentist and nurse stopped moving and looked at me.
"Oh…err…nothing…nevermind," I muttered. I lay back down on the chair and almost immediately I got up again. I looked around nervously, stalling for time. Luckily, the dentist was patient.
"Uhh…do you think I could err…listen to my MP3 player while you…err…" I finally whimpered. Both of them burst out laughing and said yes.
So for the next 30 seconds or so, it was a little awkward because the dentist and nurse were waiting for me to get out my player and untangle my earphones. It was kinda embarassing. But anyway, I chose Justin Timberlake’s newest album Futuresex/Lovesound and turned the volume up…much higher than what I usually listen to.
I waited with baited breath for the needle to sink in. It wasn’t very pain but you know what’s it like, when you’re anticipating pain. You don’t know when the pain will come. The lower gums didn’t hurt that much when the needle sunk in, it was the upper one that hurt more. But it wasn’t as bad as having the drill working away at your teeth.
I think I had like 2 or 3 shots. After that the dentist said I could rinse my mouth. So I lay there waiting for the anaethestics to kick in when suddenly the dentist appeared with another syringe in his hand. My eyes went big and I was thinking to myself, "Please don’t say another one…," He smiled and said soothingly, "One more…just one more"
I squeezed my eyes shut and lay back down nervously. When I opened my eyes, I could see him with his arm poised ready to sink that needle into my gums. This one hurt a little. Ouch.
After the shot he went away to do something and I was left there waiting for the newly-shot anethestic to work. A few minutes later, he came with this sharp dental tool and started probing at my teeth. He stuck the sharp tip into my teeth and asked if it was pain. A few times the tip got stuck in my tooth and he had to yank it out hard. Thank goodness I was on anaethestics.
So finally, he brought the tooth extractor (sounds scary). I haven’t actually seen one before because the last time I had my tooth extracted was when I was really young and the dentist will cover my eyes each time he extracted my tooth. To be honest, it doesn’t look that scary.It looked like something out of a toolbox. But it still did gave chills down my back.
"Open wide and relax. It won’t hurt," he assured me. But honestly I was a little skeptical. With my mouth wide open he secured the forceps over my lower right first bicuspid tooth (it’s the fourth one starting from the lower front two teeth). He kept twisting and turning it. I was so afraid that it would hurt, I mean considering it’s not a loose tooth and the amount of force he applied, it looked as if it was gonna be really painful. But before I knew it, it was out! It didn’t exactly hurt but I could feel it being wrenched out. I glanced over at the tooth which will no longer be a part of my life. It was all bloody and I could see the roots. Eww.
Now, the second one. On the upper right. Just now it was the lower right. He came again with the probing tool and started poking around. The upper part hurt more. So…I received another shot. Ouchhh. This one hurt the most.
The second tooth was a little harder to pull out. The nurse had to hold my head while the dentist tried to rob me of my tooh (with my consent). He kept asking me if it was pain. It did hurt a little. So for a few times he stopped and waiting a little while so the anaethestics could work better. But I think it wasn’t actually pain, most probably it’s the force he’s applying to it. I told my dad about it and he joked about it saying that luckily the dentist needn’t have to put his foot against my chin and pull. Haha.
The one thing that was funny was that half of my lower face was so numb. I couldn’t even rinse my mouth properly. There was once when I accidentaly spat the water out. It landed a few feet away from the sink but none of them noticed. Thank god for saving me some embarassment. It was really weird…I kept biting my lips and pinching them. Lol. Because it didn’t hurt and it felt funny when I touch or bite it like it wasn’t part of my body. So with two teeth extracted I thanked the dentist and left the clinic. I will be returning this Friday to extract another two on the left side. Thrills and chills.)
It was a really weird experience for me because I never had such strong anaethestics before. I can’t even smile properly. Everytime I tried it’ll go lopsided. When I got home I could feel a slight stinging pain on the upper gums. So I thought maybe I should take the painkillers they gave me. I made chocolate milk for myself as I can’t eat solid foot. At first I tried drinking directly from the glass which I couldn’t do very well. It was hard for me to drink without spilling so I went down and grabbed some straws. Even with straws it was hard to drink. I couldn’t suck properly. My mouth would go all over to one side. I looked at myself at the mirror and bursted out laughing. It was really comical. Here’s a pic but promise not to laugh too much k? Haha. My face got all distorted and weird.
My lips are so inproportionately swollen
And yeah, now I can blow air through the newly created vacant space in my mouth. It’s a little hard to speak with air constantly being blown out through the two holes. Can’t really pronounce certain words properly.
I think the anaethestics is spreading up towards my nose because I can’t feel half of my nose now. My right nostril can’t feel anything at all. Haha.
Hmm…I think I wanna take a short nap. Gonna need to catch up with some sleep as I lost many hours of sleep last night because of the bloody caffeine I consumed. (=.=)
Ciao.
Shopping = Euphoric
Guess what did I do today? Guess! Guess! Come on, guess!
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Shopping! After such a long long time. But this time I only got like 5 tops and some inner wears. From Voir and Club Soda (or better known as Soda). Didn’t get bottoms, couldn’t find my size. All were too big. Oh well.
So I got this really gorgeous halter top.It’s white with little patterns flower patterns and dots all over it. Plus there’s a length of clothe at one corner of the bottom so it can be tied into a ribbon. Got it from Pop Soda. Original p
rice RM58.00. But there was a discount! So it was worth it. No regrets there. Some pictures.
The top half
The bottom half with the ribbon tied
Then, there’s this other black halter top. It has this chain thing hanging across the chest. It’s really nice! It’s sexy and elegant.
It has a formal touch to it though.
Black is elegant
I don’t know why. But I always have this thing where during shopping I’ll be so crazy over one top. But when I finally bought it and bring it home…I’ll change my mind about it. This time it’s about this pink top. It’s sleeveless and it has this weird gap on the sides which can be tied with strips of cloth.
It looks a little weird from the front
Haha. When my mom saw, she was like "Aiyo…everything also exposed". Lol.
There was this purple top that my mom really liked. She kept insisting I should take it. So being a good daughter, I listened to her. I didn’t take a picture of it though. It sleeveless and it has repeated rose-like patterns printed on it. It’s made from wool-like material. You know like those on sweaters, it’s thick and a little furry. My mom said it looked simple and elegant. Well, I wouldn’t say I dislike it but it’s not exactly my favourite either.
Lastly, a dark green sleevless turtleneck top. It’s a little big though. It looked nicer when it isn’t worn but it doesn’t look that good on me. Oh well…guess I could pair it up with my jeans or something. Just for casual wear.
Now, that’s the good part of the day. There is a bad part. I slept at 5am (don’t ask why), and woke up at 9am because my mom said the pest control guys would be coming. So of course I had no choice but to get up and tidy my room up a little. The pest control guys were supposed to come around 9am-ish. But guess what time did they turn up? Almost 11.30am! Gosh, this isn’t the first time. Why can’t they be punctual? I sacrificed two extra hours of my sleep for them!
Anyway, I don’t really like it when the pest control comes. They’ll spray that smelly, choking, poisonous pesticide all over the house and I can’t stand the smell. It’s because of my nose. Lol. My nosey here is very sensitive to strong smells, changes in temperatures and so on. Even a too strong smell of perfume can make me sneeze. Usually the guys would come after lunch where my dad will be around. But today they came before lunch because my mom had this Saturday off. So, i was supposed to stay close by to one them while he sprays. To keep an eye in case he doesn’t do it wrongly or maybe in almost unlikely cases, steal something. It’s not prejudice or anything. Just to be careful.
I’m very susceptible to colds/flu/running nose and with the smell of the pesticide to trigger off my nose sensitivity, I started sneezing. It got worse and worse. My nose became runny and I couldn’t stop sneezing. I had a lot of snot dripping down from my nose (I know it’s disgusting). It was horrible. I hate having runny noses and sneezing like this. My throat got a little sore from all the sneezing.
Oh right, today I was supposed to visit my dentist too. I decided to do braces for my teeth and after much persuading, my parents agreed too. Hehe. I can persuade and pester my parents until they totally give in to me. =P So yeah, I was supposed to go there straight after the pest control finished their job which I thought would be around 10am. But unfortunately, I only got there around 11.20am and there were quite a lot of people there already and the clinic closes at 1pm. So, the journey there was in vain. Oh well (again) … guess I could try to get my dad to fetch me there on Monday after school.
I’m feeling a little drowsy and groggy now even more than just now. I took flu medicine earlier just now and I think it’s finally kicking in hard. I ignored the drowsiness just now and went on doing my stuff. But I don’t think I can take it any longer. I’m compelled to go to bed. Actually no, I’m kinda happy to go. Oh no, which reminds me. I was supposed to study today….and I didn’t! I’ve been guilt-ridden almost the whole day. I wanted to study but my body wouldn’t allow it. Thanks to the running nose and sneezing that developed earlier this morning. Whatever. I’m going to bed now. Goodnight.
Total satisfaction…from studying
My head feels as if it’s gonna split open any moment now. As if all the information inside is gonna spill out like when the stuffing inside a cushion comes out from the seams. I’ve never felt so…what’s that word…i don’t know…satisfied? Maybe.
Anyway, early this morning, I went to sleep at 12.30am then woke up around 4.30am to study physics. Spent an hour and a half studying before going back to sleep at 6.00am and waking up again at 6.30am. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel tired at all except after we’ve done our physics paper one today. Then, came back from school had lunch, shower etc etc. Took a nap around 2.30pm and woke up at 4.30pm. Studied add maths this time till 6.30pm. I noticed that time pass really fast when studying add maths in contrary of studying subjects like biology, history, time goes by really slow.
As I was saying, I went downstairs for dinner at 6.30pm. Finished at 7pm then took my little Princess out for her daily walk. About half an hour. By 8.30pm I was ready for study after stuff like shower, folding the clothes, drying hair, etc etc. Sat on the chair poring over my numerous add maths books. My whole study area was covered with open add maths books. I couldn’t actually see my tabletop. It was really messy and crowded, plus with the PC beside.
At approximately 10pm, my dad called, was asking me to drink some kinda tea called Misai Kucing (cat whiskers). So there was my bro watching TV
despite tomorrow is his last day of PMR. He asked me if i wanted to
watch the show he was watching. I told no, I didn’t want to be
distracted. But…I ended up watching anyway. Lolz. I guess I needed a
little break.
Continued studying add maths from 10.30pm to 12.30am. I wanted to go on, but my body couldn’t take it anymore. My temples are throbbing and my eyelids are refusing to go against gravity anymore. So, I decided that I’ve done enough and let the rest be decided by my fate. But I think I’m gonna flunk this one. I can hear it calling my name. Failure is calling me. Destined to fail add maths anyway. Haw haw.
Seven whole hours of pure studying. The satisfaction out of it is great. You know that you have spent your time wisely and not carelessly (as my dad constantly reminds me). But studying so much doesn’t guarantee good end results. Oh well…as least I know that I worked hard. Plus, my parents knew that I’ve been studying hard for the past few weeks already so I don’t think there’ll be much scolding if results happen to be bad.
Oh right, today during biology paper one, I got bored and wrote this little poem. Reading it now, it sounds kinda erm…corny? Lolz. But I’ll just post it here.
If I had to shed
A million tears
To fill up the ocean
I would, my dear
Just to hear
Your voice caress my soul
If I had to let
The tears of heaven
Wash over my forever
Darling, you have my consent
You’re my haven,
I only want to be forgiven
Pray, you won’t ever forget me, never.
There, hope it doesn’t sound TOO bad.
Hmm…I think it’s bedtime for me. It’s pass 1am here. My headache’s not getting any better. I should probably crash. Goodnight.
