Posts Tagged ‘shopping’
September 21st, 2015 Posted 12:15 am
Been trying to take it easy so there’s actually not much going on. Slept 12 hours each on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday (Sep 20, 21, 22) because I don’t feel very well/am very tired (how much sleep debt do I owe anyway).
Shit happened during the one hour I was awake on Sunday afternoon when I dropped my S3 onto the floor from my bed. I’ve dropped my phone face down onto hard surfaces from even greater heights plenty of times before so I’m not sure why this is so different.
I feel so resigned. Even though all my family and friends always criticised it, I constantly defended it and stuck with it for years despite despite everyone telling me it wasn’t the best. Because I am emotionally attached to it and appreciate what it has done for me (not a lot but enough). Really didn’t need all the newer, flashier S4/5/6/Edge or iPhones 4/5/6 out there because the S3 stood out in my heart.
Yet this is how it lashes out at me just because I was planning on getting the new rose gold iPhone 6S (it’s pink!!!). Why do the things I love do this to me or am I just loving the wrong things.
Are we still talking about phones? No, not really. Just that in the other case, there was no new iPhone at all. I can go on with my analogies but then I’ll never finish this post.
So much for being disciplined at the F1 party on Saturday night. I barely drank so I didn’t end up crying, injuring myself, cajoling free drinks out of the bartender or asking random strangers if they thought I was cuter than the DJ (never going to forget Super Summer). But what’s the point anyway…
2/5 weekdays last week I went to take a nap right after dinner and my mum was having a go at me so I said, “Why can’t I sleep right after dinner? I have a good life. I can afford to.” I also pointed out that my pudding hamster seems to sleep 22 hours a day but she said I’m not a hamster.
How to not have a food coma when your mother keeps cooking nice stuff like this though:
I drank the sauce like it was soup and the prawns are nearly as big as a palm…
Few Sundays back, I also tried my hand at being domestic (nah) and made pancakes.
Actually bought the mix from Daiso months ago but never got round to using it and my mum asked if I was waiting for mould to appear. All you need to do is add eggs and water to create the batter.
My mum even bought me a heart shaped pan (perhaps in hopes of bringing out the non-existent chef in me). She was hovering about and demonstrating. I told her ‘I got this’ and that she could leave the kitchen but she said no. I wonder why.
It was actually quite fun but I also realised that cooking requires a lot of patience that I’m not sure I have. Wonder how does my mum do it all the time and so well too. She whips up the best stuff.
Tada! Managed to make about 7 or 8 pieces and I still have half a packet of the mix left. I love the shape and taste is okay but texture is errrr more chewy than fluffy. Never mind, practice makes perfect.
On the bright side, nobody in the family died after eating it. Forgot to give my hamsters some though.
Since I was clearly not about to become a Masterchef anytime soon, I also tried dabbling in some art. Finally opened the adult colouring book (Enchanted Forest by Johanna Basford) that I purchased in Hong Kong with Estelle earlier in February.
Bought it because it looked very pretty and interesting. Maybe my subconscious knew I would need something therapeutic to occupy me sooner or later.
(not my pic)
Only had time for one page but I’m gonna try to do more when I can. I think my favourite part is how I can use any colours I want (e.g. blue leaves) because it’s my book and I have all the say. Not something you will keep showing to people either so who cares what they think?
Unlike on my blog where I actually feel quite restricted sometimes, because I can’t say too much or where people are nosy, assuming and judgy even though I’m not even writing to/for any of them.
Anyway, it turns out that art is not calling either because I did not have any Picasso moments but that’s fine too. I shall stick to the form of therapy which I know best aka shopping.
Bought 9 books on Book Depository recently even though I still have so many unread books at home, in my office and on my Kindle. I love Book Depo!!! I told CK about my latest spree and justified it as ‘retail therapy’ but he said, “Wonder how long you can pull that card.”
For as long as I feel like it. I need retail therapy all year long, happy or sad ok.
I was even looking at Casio watches on Zalora.
Was just marvelling at how metallic, minimalistic and yet elegant the left one is when I saw the one on the right. So unique because it looks like a phone!! Apparently it has 5 alarms, dual time, auto LED light and digital movement.
Remember sex blogger Alvin Tan? I even bought his book because it sounded really interesting especially the portion about his prison stint. His Facebook page is seriously entertaining. I don’t really care about politics but he has really accurate views about males, females, life and relationships.
Very blunt, straight to the point but true (even those criticising Singaporean girls and I say this as someone belonging to that demographic). I recommend reading them even if you don’t like him… especially if you are the guy who never gets the girl.
So yes… doing lots of things to keep myself from over-thinking. But I honestly think it’s fine even if I’m not over it. Why should I pretend to be happy or be expected to feel something I’m not?
Someone told me that it’s okay if you can’t forget or aren’t over it yet. Because if it was so easy, it would cheapen the value of everything. If it could be so easy, then none of it must have mattered very much after all. I think it makes a lot of sense.
Lol really random how I was at f.Club on Saturday when out of nowhere, I suddenly realised that I haven’t thought about it for the whole day… until I realised what I was thinking of.
Logging off with office selfies to show that I am alive and well.
March 22nd, 2015 Posted 9:29 pm
Things have calmed down a lot and it helps that I’m super stress-free now, being away on course. I miss having entire weekends free and having time to myself. A month is probably gonna pass in the blink of an eye (a week has already gone by!!) but here’s to making the best out of it.
Starting to feel less of a wreck and like my life is getting back on track… Not because suddenly everything is all sunshine and rainbows but because I’m getting used to it. Plus all the negativity was taxing and I just wanna feel like myself again.
One of the best quotes from We Need To Talk About Kevin:
Five days in Hong Kong did me very well too. I find it ridiculous now that I wasn’t 100% excited about going. But then again, I always think the stupidest stuff up. This time, I imagined dying of bird flu or falling out with Estelle HAHA.
Estelle’s friend was working there and invited her over because there was space in her hotel room (which her company was paying for). She was telling me about it and casually said, “You can come if you want.” I was like really???? So we booked our tickets and less than two weeks later, we were off!
Us on the ferry to Macau! I’m an embarrassment because I was in HK only five months ago but she’s the one who did all the navigation. I’m damn hopeless with directions.
Had such an amazing time! On my previous visit, I was mostly in the Kowloon area. This time, I was mostly in Hong Kong Island. Tried the food and visited the places I’d wanted to last time but didn’t have time for. Went back to a couple of my favourites.
Wish I had time to do a proper post each for all my travels. So many photos of heavenly food and magnificent sights I want to share. Might just Instagram them… I don’t normally use it but I posted more than usual during this trip.
Truly thankful for everything. Her friend is so nice?! If it was me, I wouldn’t want a stranger invading into my space. Not because I’m unkind but I’m just very introverted.
So it was the three of us warm and snug in one bed. I was actually worried about being a nuisance because I don’t sleep early (if I could at all) but I slept so well there. Only had brief insomnia on one night but the rest, I was long gone before 2am. Wasn’t even the last to turn in sometimes.
That was how carefree I felt… Wish I could have stayed the entire week.
I can’t believe that I shopped more than last time too?! This was what I bought after just an afternoon in Mongkok, all for myself 😀 Most were from just Fa Yuen Street actually, where the good bargains are. I like it better than Ladies Market and Temple Street.
At least I bought only one pair of shoes this time…
Damn tired (but happy)! Can you see the blisters at the back of my feet? I was wearing normal flats and I’m impressed they lasted throughout the whole trip after so much walking. We even hiked from one end of Lamma Island to the other for one hour the previous day.
You know what’s ridiculous? Nothing happened when I went to the gym four days in a row but my arm muscles ‘came out’ after carrying this load for the whole day -_- Though they went back into hiding after I returned. Forget exercising, let’s just go shopping next time.
I had four bags to carry and one check-in luggage even AFTER packing wtf. Seriously regret switching to a small suitcase in the end because I underestimated myself and thought, “Don’t think I will buy much since I just came in November.” Right, right.
Actually it was amazing all three of us made it through the airport at all because we had so much baggage. Mine just happened to be… bigger in size. The green/blue bag contained nothing but…
18 packets/boxes are mine and I regret nothing. They were either very cheap or looked super good!! One of my favourite things to do when overseas is to go to the supermarket to buy maggi mee you can’t find in Singapore. Sadly there were none in New Zealand.
Where to next? 😀