ok yup i do get retail therapy. it's like an injection of i-duno-what that seeps into your bloodstream and lasts for a day it and makes u ignore the realities - in 48hrs u'r gonna regret buying that & a levels a levels a levels & u reli need'nt have worn those heels - as u bum from one store to another chattering about things that don't really matter and wouldn't be worth wasting time talking about usually but while you're at it, wasting more than ur time away, haha whats the harm? wow i forgot how high i can get from shopping the day away then plopping down and waking up at a normally indecent time the next day heehee. and the best part about using the fitting room, is getting to kick off the heels i swear. so anyway, as probably figured out, i went shopping on saturday. slept real late the night before, reading Kiss An Angel (Susan Elizabeth Phillips) till 4am, so i got up late at 9am (suddenly that doesn't seem like much time; no wonder my eyes hurt) and the rest is history. recent history i guess haha. anyway, i came on here with the intention to dissect my funding for this spree (obviously i got distracted, looking at the chunk of ramblings up there :P) it was clearly a reward i figure, but let's blow my own trumpet and list out what for! what in the world have i been doing right?! (and about time too(:) ok. of course, there's 1) studying for and taking the CTs i guess. im quite glad it seems my mum did realise the hard---work i did during the june hols i was beginning to feel dejected from all the disregard. but then again, can i expect them to bother to acknowledge and ask hows it going and all that when whenever i emerge from the mughole it's primarily to leave for school or to get some milo/coffee/tea to bring back up? i guess not so it's fair enough i guess... oh isit spsd to make us feel better when adults' response to 'i can't wait to be done with studying and get on with life' is 'when u'r older, u'r gonna wish all u have to do is study'? cos if this is the best, i mean, ouch life's gotta suck right. ok am i just saying this or do i reli mean it? i mean there's loads abt my life that doesn't suck i guess it's just the innate desire to do better plus the romantic in me who believes in an ideal world where i have both satisfaction and security in a job, and do it damn well while having the time and energy to lol and kick back with fam and frens on fri nites and the weekends. hey a girl can dream... ok i realise that i digress badly now that i don't have any mugging to get back to yea! ok anw, back on track 2)taking care of everything while mama was in denver. that was half a mean feat since lyna was off at camp most of the time so i basically had to juggle linda, the bills, the random errands, and studying. yup half a mean feat indeed(: 3)SATs results, score report and essay are out and thankfully, im not gonna hafta retake yay! heh. unless of cos i seriouslly hop off to a US uni then i'll hafta do the subject tests, which math would come in real handy for if only i was good at it bah. anw, i've just renewed my status as rjnerd here at my house with all this studying tt i've been up to lately 4)H3 though it was really long ago, and my dad pretty much rewarded me already for that one (seaking of him, i was quite rude to him just now i really should and will apologise tomorrow) 5)simply because mum's been in an uber good mood since returning from denver and i hope it continues even if i have to hear her talk about mr.so-successful-larry for the whole year. it's not bad actually, but i found myself tuning out more than half the time just now when she was saying something about it. well all i had to was nod, im serious! as she was mostly recounting for herself so it was ok.
today my relatives came over and it was noisy and stuff, and when i went down to hv lunch my grandma hadn't reli cooled down from all the excitement, and the worse part is, mr. and mrs. smith was on! (pause for a clue in: i love mr. and mrs. smith practically as much as i love brad pitt even tough tts not practical at all haha but yea ok so i love it a whole lot ok) and she kept ruining my short affair with brangelina this afternoon by 1.rebuking my mum 2.narrating the movie wrongly and basically taking the piss out of me who was already in a grumpy mood from the house invasion. i needta learn something about loving-ur-relatives and hospitality don't i? hurh.
luckily, today didn't end as lousily as it mostly went. i went to beach in the evening (well actually we missed the sunset, and it was virtually nightfall but the sky was really light the whole night tonight so it doesn't matter much) and seriously, when the weather is as it was, the best thing to do in the whole world is lie by the beach, near enough to the havoc campers notto feel all alone but far enough not to have to endure their noise. the temp. was just right, the breeze was perfect, and we brought cushions so it was real comfy. the double bike we rented for the night was some joke it's so long and the seat so high and i haven't cycled in a while so taking the bike at night felt equivalent to taking a rollercoaster ride esp. when we tried to brave the non-paved parts and bumped on the tree roots and we so knew that we were gonna go tumbling down the on the next root, but we din hahaha but it wasn't for lack of trying we kept swerving the bike all over the place lol we must've had a lucky star. and the moon was nice...
ok it is 1am on monday -still a holiday yea!- there's kayaking with odacians and lunch and movie with classmates tmr and if im gonna drag myself out of bed any earlier than 9am, i should turn in now. tata!(:
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