I love shopping!

Despite the fact that SMU is located in the city, I haven't had the chance to go around the city. My life revolves solely around SMU.

Since class ended at 12 today, I decided to run some errands in town. It was only then that I realised that City Hall has changed so much. I know I am slow again, but I told you my life revolves around the library and GSRs. I didn't know that there is Guess and Times Bookstore (Books, I love books!) in Suntec City. Passed by many new stores in Citylink Mall. I didn't even know that there was a Gelare and TCC at the link. Wow. Seems like decades that I haven't gone out for a walk.

The funniest thing was that I thought SMU's move to the city campus would spell more shopping trips for me. But, NO! Is this a good or bad sign?

Anyway, I finally made reservation for my jacket. After 2 weeks of deliberation and my trying hard to curb my spendings, I decided that if I don't get it now, I will never get the chance to see it again. Haha. Let me count. This is my 7th coat/blazer. Remember my philosophy in fashion? Jackets make or break a look. So, invest in MANY now! Contrary to popular beliefs, you don't need to take out those blazers for presentations. Keep those fitted and classic blazers for presentations. Wear corduroy and wool blazers for casual purpose. That is what I wear to school. I would kill to wear pea coats and boots to school, if Singapore was really cold enough. But my friend says that she will slap me if I wear that to school. Sniff.

I have given up on Adidas jackets and Roxy sweaters long time ago. No more activewear. They are basically either lying at the end of the wardrobe or passed down to my extremely delightful younger sister. With my fast-approaching 20, I have started to dress UP instead of dress DOWN.

Will take a picture of my beautiful jacket when I get it either tomorrow or Monday. Provided that I am free.

One bad day.

I deleted my previous post on me feeling tired from blogging. Even though I am still blogging now, I haven't changed my mind about blogs. When I first started blogging, I was very enthusiastic about it. In fact, too enthusiastic. I blogged almost everyday. If you have nothing better to do, you are welcome to do a mini statistics on the frequency of the number of times I blogged a month. It was an every other day affair. However, I have now come to see blogging as a mind-blogging obligation. My blogging will come to a hiatus as soon as my school term starts. I only start blogging when my friends start asking, "Why are you not blogging anymore?" Blogging has become more of an obligation rather than a personal commitment. Nevertheless, I will still continue to keep this blog. Because I like my title too much to give it up. At least for now.

Today is a bad day. Managed to sleep only 3 hours last night. PMS is turning me into a grouchy and moody monster. Not to mention, bad cramps. There is still bad hair day. My hair is so dry and messy that when a farmer sees me, the first thing he will say is "Hay!" (Pun Intended) My Creative mp3's scroller just broke. Then, I looked into my wardrobe and realised that I have been wearing the same thing over and over again.

Sometimes, I just want to scream.

Bon Jovi

Bon Jovi's new album is out! Their new album "Have A Nice Day" is simply the best yet. It rocks the socks out of me (even though I don't wear socks).

I saw the new MTV and it was interesting. So new age and un-Bon Jovi like. But still, interesting. Bon Jovi's old but I guess that is what makes them true-blue rockers. Unlike certain rocker wannabes, Bon Jovi just shows them what a rocker is like. There are simply too many posers around, thinking that just because they make funny hand signs, they are more rocker like. At least authentic rockers like Bon Jovi don't endorse teeth whitening products. Their "All About Lovin' You" from their 2002 album Bounce is such a tear jerker.

I particularly like the chorus of their hit single, Have A Nice Day:

Oh, if there's one thing I hang onto that gets me thru the nite
I ain't gonna do what I don't want to; I'm gonna live my life
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice
Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly
When the world gets in my face, I say:
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Eliz feels that TMD does not go with my sweet and gentle image. So when the world gets in my face and I ever get abrade by mother hens, I will say "Have a nice day" instead of TMD. It sounds more polite and sweet, don't you think? They could probably think it is a greeting when I am actually cussing at them. Haha.

Me, myself and I.

No more books. At least for a couple of days.

The coming term break is as good as no break. I have tonnes of project meetings scheduled next week. And not to mention the gazillion readings that I have to do because I skipped too many a classes these two weeks. All in all, I skipped a total of 5 out of the 10 classes for the past fortnight. My desperate need for time to study for my mid-terms left me with no choice but to skip classes. Not that I mind, though. Going for classes take up too much time and leaves me even more lethargic than ever. Besides, I learn more effectively by myself with books.

Not to mention, my missing out on my news recordings. Truth is, I haven't been doing my recording of news for a month. Sigh. I really, really need time.

Tomorrow, the sun will shine brighter than ever before. The birds will sing and I will sing, too!

Saturday will be the day to indulge in retail criminology and gastronomic rendezvous. Shopping, I love!

A new friend of mine recently asked me if I was the oldest child in the family. She said that I gave a vibe of independence. Wow. That is among the highest form of flattery that somebody can give. Me, the epitome of a modern day independent woman (or girl, whatever). Haha.

In some ways, I am independent while to the eyes of others, I may not be.
To my mum, I will always be the girl who can never wake up in time for school.
To my dad, I will always be the girl asking him for extra money to reimburse my spendings.
To my sisters, I will always be the girl who dropped an entire egg along with its shell into the bowl of noodles.

However, to my friends I am independent. Why? Hmm.. I guess its because I can bid for classes on my own without following my friends. Loner, you might say. But, I call it independence. In fact, I always find myself meeting friends in all the classes that I bid for alone. Potential project mates, check. See, its not that difficult afterall.

I see a lot of my friends who behave in a way too debased for my liking. Whatever they do, they must stick with their friends. I mean, HELLO? How old are you? I think you need a serious reality check if you think that your friends will be with you forever. What I mean is friendships are forever, but friends will not be literally and physically with you forever. There will come a time when you have to stand on your own feet.

Not that I am totally free wheeling. I do bid for classes with Yixiao, Eliz and Vanessa. If there is one thing that I learnt in my freshman year in SMU, it is the difficulty in finding people who actually adopt the same attitude towards work as you do. That is practically one in a million. I have no problem working with Xiao, Eliz and Van because we have common disposition towards work. I have fun with them but at the same time we make sure that work gets done. They are the rare people that I find in SMU whom I can really work with. My principles for doing projects are simple. In fact, so simple that I am surprised myself. If you are supposed to do your part, do it well and on time! The thing I don't understand is how some people like to be late when it comes to deadlines. If you are supposed to send your part for compilation on Monday, do it then. Don't leave it to Monday itself before you start working on your part. People don't have the time to sit in front of the laptop waiting for your part. Anyway, people usually have a full day of class ahead of them. Don't leave them with no time to do their work because of you.

Okay, too much digression. In short, I would rather attend classes and work alone rather than to share unhappy experiences with SMUrfs. SMUrf is my new name for SMU students. Who uses SMU-thies (smoothies) anymore? That sounds so passe. And why did I even think up of that name in the first place? SMUrfs are blue and bouncy. Just like Smurfs. That's a bad pun, I know.

I like to shop alone. Shopping is supposed to be a leisure. Leaves me time to think and meander into shops as and when I like. But, there is something that I absolutely cannot stand doing alone, which is to eat alone. Whenever, I see somebody eating alone, I will get the impression that they are very lonely, pitiful and hungry. (The hungry part is quite obvious, I think.) I will always nudge my friends whenever I see people dining alone, which my friends will in turn retort, "Then you join him lah!"

So.. the point is that I am not completely independent. Neither am I a whiny soap puppy who needs company 24/7. I can live by myself, thank you. Guess I just fall somewhere in the middle though with a strong inclination towards the independent end.

That's enough for today. For now, my mind needs to rest.