sandwiches from delifrance, cakes from MIX.
nice. i ate alot. i always eat alot. =)
bought him cufflinks from Raoul.
I tell you, the things there are exorbitant!
though nice, still pricey.
and i was spoilt for choice, in the end chose this baby blue square looking thing.
very pretty. i like. =)
Sham picked me up and we went to Serangoon Gardens, wanted to go to Chomp2, turns out, nothing we can eat there green eyes! *grumbles*
alot of food but nothing edible for us!
so, we went to Friends instead.
shall do a food review, but on this blog!
hiakhiakhiakhiak.
after much deliberation on a blog name, that took us nearly months to decide, we finally created a blog to call our own. =)
ill prolly spend more time there, so fun do reviews and go adventures and share with others about our adventure escapades. =)))
and it’s so fun to do it as a couple, do the html, and the design and what nots, albeit plain, but i still like it. less is more.
and sham even added a cute cat clock for me all the way at the end. so adorable you know.
hehehe, and now, we just want to add and add and add.
so do go for those who loves to adventure like us! click on link below!
Post Script: Wont be in singapore!!! going out of singapore over the weekend! wheee!!!!! =D till i blog again upon my return, god bless. =)
Sometimes i get so startled when i hear NUS students speak.
ill prolly get lashed after i say this.
Dont get me wrong, i have many fabulous friends from NUS, somehow, i dont bump into them but i bump into people who cannot give me directions for nuts.
irritating.
anyhows, Dr Faishal was there, member of parliament, and i find his geeky specs cute. hahaha.
some David guy who writes books for PSA and is part of the board in Keppel was also there and was kind enough to invite Superior and me for lunch at the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club [see picture above].
Amazing place.
view’s awesome.
deck chairs look inviting.
Food had alot of wine in it though.
I could feel it travel down my throat.
I was so startled, i ran to the toilet.
Baked seafood with cheese on top of it, and then i felt the wine roaming in my pretty mouth.
horror of all horros.
on top of which, the talk between the CEO of a company and some important person from NUS who just wrote a 800 page book, revolving around finance and REITS made me feel rather out of place. but it was an eye opening experience. I was trying to not embarass myself by picking out the right cutlery for the right course. hmmm… i didnt. thank god. i know which is for which lah, my dad taught me once, but it’s a whole different feeling when you’re with 2 big shot guys having lunch.
Nice place though.
Went back to the office and i couldnt stop laughing and superior says it could be the wine in my food.
i even spoke to sham on my handphone in front of everybody in the office.
Can you believe it. i dont usually do that.
ill go hide in a pretty corner as i whisper sweet nothings to him. hahaha. nolah, ill usually go into the meeting room. but just now, i brazenly spoke to him on my mobile phone.
i swear to god it’s the wine.
that aside, sham was kind enough to pick me up from work and drop me home.
we have a project brewing. so exciting. heh. =)))
klah, goodnight world.
siapa kata gadis melayu tak menawan. 
Saturday
Had lunch with my mum, rayyan, anna, sassy, fi [fi's a journalist with berita harian. everytime i see his name on the papers i get this funny feeling running thru me and i tell myself, "...hey! i know this reporter!." oklah. you prolly dont understand what im trying to say. =P] and sham over at Straits Kitchen @ Grand Hyatt Hotel.
i like straits kitchen. i like the concept.
However, i do believe 19 bucks for a bowl of laksa is waaaay to expensive.
you can get better ones at 3 bucks at Nusantara Cuisine.
for buffet, per head i think it’s 48 bucks. if im not wrong.
If you can, do try it, pamper yourself abit and you can get a wide variety of food.
but mum was feeling generous. hehehe.
So she treated all of us. nice no? =))
thanks mum!
sham and i left to bras basah to hunt for my watch after.
so happy. so much cheaper!
say hello to my new love.
retailing at 206 at casio outlets, go bras basah, pay 144. =DDD
wah!! save so much.
and dont go mustafa, cause only one piece left, you go to bras basah, they have many many new pieces.
now im happy. it looks so pretty on my wrist.
bruhahahahahahahahhahahaha.
you know, whenever there’s a problem, i love to voice it out.
cause i believe if there’s problem, must “…nip it at it’s bud.” [;) thanks green eyes.]
so i will say, no matter how sticky the situation is.
or however pissed i am with the other party.
however, concerning certain people, i do not care anymore.
When i reach this point, whatever such people do, i just shut up.
simply because, i dont see a point.
Like sham say, “…it’s only a problem when there’s a solution, if there is no solution, it’s not a problem.”
so, with regards to certain people, i really do not care. they can say things so horrible, and i can take it. ill go and release my anger to my friends [mazzy always the punching bag] or to my other half but never to those people.
with such people, my replies take place in my head.
like they say something so ridiculous and i want to attack back, ill do it in my pretty little head[plh], i wont voice it out.
usually right, when im mad, i can say alot of things but in my head, i still think im rather stable.
like not mad until i want to slice a knife across your throat. i think training in debates have taught me a thing or two about reasoning things out practically. thank god.
not always succesful though. heh
i can still talk things out without getting into a screaming match, or use abusive language.
most cases, [was reflecting] it usually ends rather amiably.
im ok one, once you say sorry, everything inside melt. then all hunky dory.
my theory? no one can be blamed entirely.
when two parties fight, both parties’ at fault.
however, when im really really really really mad/upset/angry/shocked/[insert other terms],
i dont say anything. i just dont.
ill walk out from the situation.
no emotions, no crying[at least not immediate], no screaming, no talking, no nothing.
ill just walk out from the situation.
this is not good.
because it means ive reached a certain level.
with regards to me, when i close a door, i really close my door.
i dont bother opening.
give for example, i have a friend, a close friend, tell him/her everything under the sun.
say i trust this person with all my life.
one day, he/she do something repulsive, something unimaginable, something unfathomable,
ill close my door.
ill shut him/her out, and i dont even bother to relish the good moments.
i can still meet him/her, but prolly, my attitude would have changed.
and i was thinking back, ive never opened a door after ive closed it, maybe once or twice but that didnt go very well.
this really happened to me once. a really close girlfriend of mine, we meet up with each other practically every single freaking day.
she was there for me all the way.
and then one day, she did something so atrocious, it left me speechless.
after which, i shut her out of my life.
well, not quite so drastic lah.
she texted me once to apologise, i forgave her, but when i mean by shutting my door, meaning, i dont tell her things anymore, i dont go out with her so often, she’s just one of the many people i know.
when i get mad, when someone does something to me, or a behaviour i find revolting or unnerving, i actually sit down somewhere and think.
i try to piece the puzzle.
i replay the scene many many times in my PLH.
i ask myself what went wrong, and i ask myself whether i should close my door, see, good for both parties.
cause obviously he/she/they dont fancy certain traits of mine, and not like i can change them, so how? i close lah, my attitude towards them will change, i will stop asking so many things, i wont bother arguing, or solving problems and they cannot attack me. good right.
because sometimes, i really dont know how to erase certain traits of mine.
say my mum, we dont see eye to eye.
i used to argue alot with her.
constantly asking myself why she cant understand me
over SO many things.
argue and argue and argue.
then one day, i just realised my r/ship is better when i clamp up.
when i just swallow in whatever she say let her say everything and i just take it in.
no doubt im pissed but i wont say.
obviously she wont know im pissed and the scene will replay and replay and replay again, and then i get numb.
because there’s no way she can understand some of my behaviours, and i can’t change it.
i just focus on things we’re good at.
lunch over the weekends, talk about general things.
see, no fight.
bottom line is, when im extremely mad/upset, i wont bother to say anything.
ive reached my point.
ps: thats not good.
random part 1:
im rather demanding and particular when choosing a partner.
im constantly looking for reassurance and it is because of this that i tend to be somewhat argumentative.
and random part 2, but i got this by doing this rather detailed and interesting test.
“You are tending to pursue your objectives with concentrated intensity and it would seem that whatever obstacles may come into your path, you will stick to your guns and will not allow yourself to be deflected from your purpose. You are striving to achieve recognition and what is more – you deserve it.
You are a clear thinker and all you demand from life, in a relationship, is a partner whom you can trust and with whom you can, together, develop a foundation of trust based on understanding. You are your own person and you demand freedom of thought to follow your own convictions. You have no interest in ‘two-timing’ and all you seek is sincerity and ’straight-dealing’.
You don’t like authority and you rebel against all forms of limitation. You are your own person and you intend to stay that way and to get on in the world simply by your hard work and determination.”
Sunday
Picked rayyan up from school, watched Mr Bean the movie.
one word: terrible.
i was sleeping in the cinema but im sure rayyan enjoyed it.
after which, we drove to kak ayu’s place.
akif had a minor accident.
meet lucky and max. they look so big and lazy. hahaha.
poor little boy went to step on a colour pencil and his whole feet got swollen.
couldnt walk, painful to touch. just by looking at the pictures, i can feel the pain.
horror.
going for day surgery tmr. hope it will go well.
Monday
no work!! =DDDD
dropped by mazzy’s place to say hello then went grocery shopping at carrefour.
i finally got my olives stuffed with anchovies.
heaven sent.
i just finished half a bottle.
i love love love it!
klah. im going to read a book.
im delirious.
i’ve been waiting for close to a year for Natsuo Kirino to release her latest book.
she’s a japanese author that i so adore and i read her forst acclaimed novel three times.
however, when they realeased her latest novel in japan, i had to wait for months before the translated version reaches singapore.
i was literally squealing with excitement when i saw it displayed prominently at Times.
go read her books.
the first one, entitled OUT, is sensational from the first word to the very last. =)
heh.
see, now yanty cant say im a bubble queen.
was from work k, go home, took a shower, changed and drove all the way to pasir ris.
got lost some more, had to stop and ask for directions.
no more bubble right?
It’s a gorgeous place, in future, if anyone wants to book a chalet at costa sands, i will flick my finger at their nose and tell them to make a smarter move by booking a room at Aranda Country Club instead.
it’s so big, i love it.
klah, didnt feel like blogging, just needed to uplaod the pics cause yanty wants them.
see, bubble queen so nice. =P
the past 2 days, ive been having lunch with people who say things that makes me choke on my food.
and again, i have words and funny funny ideas floating around in my pretty little head.
Today, i also had time to clear my mailbox and drop a mail to my ex teacher.
Andy? if you’re reading this, hi. =)
today’s lunch was an eye-opening session.
Actually, yesterday’s lunch was shocking in itself.
Today’s one got me so scared.
talked to someone who made me think.
i hate it when such things happen.
i should prolly go off and sleep on the issues.
Most of the script is in hokkien and because smart me bought tickets in the second row, my neck got strained from looking up at the screen to read the subtitles.
See, once in a while you add hokkien lines here and there it’s good but if it’s perpetually the whole thing, ill be paying too much attention to the screen than to the actors.
I got confused at all the funny sounding names and some of the scenes not at all funny.
So im upset.
bah, i shall wait for the next play to come up cause tt looks more comical.
That aside, i know this is rather peculiar, but i was paying alot of attention to Beatrice Chia who was running around on the stage with a baby in her tummy.
Is that healthy?
im sure she must have set aside hours and hours of training for the play and on top of that every single night for like a month, isn’t tt abit too much for the little tyke inside her to handle?
hmmm, but again i say i like looking at pregnant ladies, makes me want to run up to her and rub her tummy.
At that, a shout out to Fiza, i hope you’re doing well, and i cannot wait for the little boy to come out. =)
Food Review:
Alaturka @ 16 Bussorah Street
i like the setting. =)
plus, i like the fact that it’s hidden away from the main roads.
I had the Turkish apple tea and sham had the homemade lemonade.
we secretly think my apple tea is from yeo’s packet apple tea. hahaha. =P
his lemonade tasted like medicine. in his own words, it tasted like “…vicks”.
my apple tea, i don’t think it’s Yeo’s lah actually. yeo’s is sweet, this one has a sour tinge to it.
i like my apple tea actually, cant say much about the lemonade.
Rating:
lemonade- 3/10
apple tea-4.5/10
For food, we had Moussaka, izme kofte and garlic bread.
We had the lamb moussaka, it’s this dish that has layers of potato, bacchaemale sauce, cheese, eggplant, green chilies and tomatoes.
the problem i have with this dish is that it uses cubes of lamb instead of dice or sliced, so the meat taste is gone.
they also pan fry the potatoes first, which makes the potatoes stand out from the rest, my mum makes this dish and puts slices of raw potatoes so that the potatoes can absorb the juices from the other ingredients when you bake them. hence this place, abit fail.
rating: 5.9/10
the garlic bread, simple and taste very home-made. i like. =)
rating: 7.8/10
and the final dish, izme kofte.
It’s basically, beef rolls, mixed with lots and lots of herbs with potatoes and pan-grilled tomatoes in this savoury rich brown sauce.
the best dish of that night.
rating: 8.3/10
final verdict?
i will come again to try the other dishes, and to hang out. cause i like the ambience.
Shen is finally back from China, met up with the ladies for dinner yesterday at Millenia Walk after work.
we had dinner at BigO.
she bought me lingerie from China, one of them, i dont even know how to put on.
Don’t know what that girl thinking. =P
i also got this adorable pair of cat earrings. heh.
thanks alot sweetie!
and we had 5 G-spot cakes among us. insane.
oklah. im tired. time to hit the sack.
Afzal if you’re reading this, you trying to publicise my life even more is it? =P
for those who missed blogtv,
here’s a snippet.
drove to sham’s mummy’s place to collect his certs in the morning,
“he registering to go back to school ah?”
“yah, he wants to do his masters, so going to pick him up then go register.”
“he got no work ah?”
hahaha.
Did alot of things yesterday, Sham finally resgistered at mdis to do his mba with bradford uni.
We went to visit his mummy and i saw some eeky looking fish in his fish room. it looks like a baby eel. i dont go well with things that are long and slimy. Worse, he told me the fish are smart and can jump out of the tank. horror of all horrors.
Then we had lunch with Jlo. who’s one spunky air stewardess who actually eats rice. =)
and climbs tress when she was young. isn’t tt something.
At night, had dinner at bedok, called mum to see whether she wanted me to pack food.
“mum, at simpang bedok, want food?”
“eh, we’re all on the way there.”
“who?”
“everyone lah, bozai, anna and granny all.”
“oh. how long more?”
“in half and hour i suppose.”
dad wanted to get rayyan an Xbox, but i said no.
So in compensation, my dad got him a PSP.
hmmm.
would love to say more but i shall shut up.
why does one need a game boy and a psp? dont get it.
klah, like how i want a bag in 2 different colours.
fine. we all have our vices. -.-
Fi joined us a lil later. [bumped to melis and boy. hope you managed to get home. hahaha.]
Met Aliman. wah, it has been ages, he’s looking good.
i get all warm inside when i meet up with people from SMS or NewDawn.
All the memory floodgates will be released.
we start talking abt the time in Medan.
He went to Aceh to help with the construction as well after he came back from Medan.
then now, he’s happily married. =)
heard Julie’s pregnant, congrats if you’re reading this.
and jumi, planning to climb mt everest, good luck to that.
the rest of the family went to Sims Drive to eat durians.
Since my darling of a boyfriend doesnt, we drove to mustafa to get his nav bag.
As we were driving he said,
“ever wondered, how come people from the west would drive all the way to the east to eat but you never see easties going to the west.”
“exactly. tts why when i grow and get married or have my own place, im running to the east.”
but seriously, the east has so much more to offer. on top of which, air quality’s so much better.
wah. i tell you, people in serangoon apparently do not sleep. it was close to 1 and it’s still bustling with life!
So many people! and i saw the watch i wanted. 161 bucks only.
but the thing about mustafa is that it’s pick and go, they dont have stocks hidden elsewhere, and if im going to purchase an expensive product, i’d rather get a brand new one.
i dont know, it’s just me.
just booked tickets to catch Titoudou tonight at the Drama centre.
been sometime since i watched a drama play. im so excited. =))))
just got my bag from Straits Times, they gave me a bloody plaque for Child Aid. WAH!
and it’s super pretty. my name on it in all it’s glory.
They gave me a couple of shots when i was on stage, a music cd and a dvd.
Plus a certificate of appreciation.
Hell, even my name’s on the paper bag.
I adore personalised items as such.
okie okie.
im going to drop by Starbucks to say hello and prolly get ready and wait for Sham.
have a good Sunday people! =)
i’ve watched hanibal rising and 300.
i liked hanibal rising. Well, actually, 300’s good.
The only thing im ticked off about is that it’s shot entirely behind a blue screen.
hmmmm, so it looks ‘fake’. other than that, the graphic’s good, though im still rather pissed that the queen gave herself up so easily.
yesterday, watched The Messengers with the kiddies at vivo.
terrible.
i think half the time i was looking at my boyfriend munching on nachos instead.
why?
because i hate ghost shows where they scare you like at random timings.
you know, like they make you watch a scene about say flying crows, and then suddenly BAM!! flashback, got the scary ghost face.
why? very nice is it? i find it irritating.
it should be a slow steady thing that makes viewers grip their seats in anticipation.
Directors who enjoy doing such ’scary’ tactics will end up having a theatre filled with irritated viewers like me watching other audiences eating their munchies.
then we had jap food for dinner.
the pictures will do the talking for now.
i LOVE tuna belly sushi. the first time dad ordered for us, it was near an orgasmic experience.
but it’s rather expensive.
so we ordered the platter above, i dived in straight for the tuna belly, popped it into my mouth, savoured the slice of belly melting in my mouth.
after 5 minutes of having ecstacy swimming in my mouth, i looked at sham and to my horror realised i didnt let him have some.
im so mean.
then we ate chocolate fondue at Haagen Dazs.
i was on the phone with Mazzy and i came to realise that there are many degrees of love.
love for your mum
love for your dad
love for your friends
love for your pets
love for yourself
love for your other half
love for you previous love
i think, one will get hurt when they demand to be loved in a different manner.
am i making sense?
like i love my handphone. but that love cannot be compared to how i love my friends what.
ok, im not even going to try explaining what i mean. =)
As our conversation deepened, i think everytime you lose a love, it becomes harder the next time round. maybe not harder, but more challenging.
See, but then, that’s when you learn and grow and you dont stop loving but more so learning how to love catiously, bringing that new love to a completely new level.
am i making sense?
well, bottom line is, i hope mazzy understood what i was trying to say. =)
sometimes when i speak, my words get all jumbled up.
i go round and round and round, praying my audience get what im trying to say without me having to verbalise it. but of course that always ends up miserably.
So, i wrote a lengthy letter to my boyfriend and made him read it in front of me.
then after he read, he laughed, pointed some things out, laughed some more[note:letter not funny], ruffled my hair, making me feel so silly.
he looked at me said some more stuff. then silence.
then he said,
“i still dont get the gist of the letter actually.”
tsk. terrible.
I needed it. Fresh air. Plus, there were no sound of cars, buses, trains and/or heels clicking furiously on the floor.
hello kitty kitty kitty.
this cat super manja one, kept rubbing herself against sham and myself.
i like… i like black cats, have always had a thing for it. with its bright yellow eyes, and pure black coat. meeeooowww.
then we drove by the side of the airport’s strip.
i like it there also. Though the fence made it rather difficult for me to snap a nice shot.
I wanna go to kusu island and seletar area next.
I’d rather be this cat though, lazily suntanning, licking its paws, not giving 2 hoots to anything around it.
Ok. done.
You guys want my signature? hahahaha!
im popular already.
remember my entry dated Oct7 last yr?
On the horrendous taxi driver?
Well, today? FD and Cheryl Fox were reading it on BlogTV. =)
In fact, they showed my blog entry on air and my picture was on it too.
hahahahaha!
Hold your horses. Hold your horses.
Those who missed it, they are airing it again tmr at 1030pm, thursday at 1.30pm and friday at 5.30pm
if unable to do so, after Friday, you can download the clip on www.blogtv.sg.
Who cares if it’s only for 2 minutes.
how many of you can say your blog appeared on national tv? hmmm?? =P
im nice, so if you want my signature, you can get me a cup of pineapple and carrot juice. =)
“Darling!! your blog is on tv!! your face is on tv too!!”
“what?? where?”
“channelnewsasia!!! blogtv!”
“ARE YOU SERIOUS?”
“YAH!”
“ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!what about???”
“the taxi driver thingy!”
“waaaaah!!!! ahhhh!!!!”
oklah. dont think my bf was squealing over the phone.
he sounded excited in his first sentence, after that, he sounded like him. -.-
so i added the exclamation marks, cause he’s suppose to sound like that in the ideal world. im an idealist what. =P
heh.
im popular. want to be my friend?
klah klah. kidding only what. tsk. -.-
Read the papers, took in the morning air.
We went to the pasar malam nearby.
So much food, i couldn’t decide, in the end though, i bought a packet of muah chee. =)
I rented 2 dvds today, Singapore Dreaming and Happy Birthday.
got home, watched Singapore dreaming and i love it.
I think it displayed a solid picture of a typical Singaporean family.
It’s shows like this that makes us stop and ponder about thyself.
It’s engaging and scary at the same time.
After which, made my way to Royal Plaza on scots to meet up with Ms Phyllis/Ms Low and 4 other ladies for high tea.
Not as scrumptious as Hyatt’s Straits Kitchen. In fact, i think they copied the setting from Straits Kitchen. It’s almost identical.
Food though i cannot say much.
But it was a different way in spending my saturday afternoons.
Before i left house today, i donned on my Birks, after which i felt this uncomfortable sensation.
I stood at my door for a full 10 minutes with my briks trying to decide what’s wrong with it.
I then casually slipped my feet into my pair of weekend wedges and to my horror, my feet felt more comfortable in those!
I wonder whether this is the after-effect from wearing too many high-heels.
You know, that the sole of your feet somehow underwent this devious plan against you to form them in an arch similar to that of a pair of high-heeled shoes?
In total horror, i left the house with my weekend wedges absorbed in my bizarre theory.
Knowing driving to town would be a complete and utter catastrophe, i decided to brave the weekend crowd and took the train.
Mistake of all mistakes. It was jam-packed, the cacophony of the traffic when i walked out or Orchard Mrt was beyond belief.
Because Sha decided to be conveniently late, i had to make the trip all by myself, praying that someone’s armpits will not be stuffed up my pretty little nose.
Well, that aside, i was having a bad time. Let’s not go there.
Bottom line is: BAD TIME.
So, i went to Paragon after tea, dragged poor sick ol shahidah into shops after shops after shops.
I went to Longchamp and she managed to dissuade me from buying another bag in a different colour. [sooner or later, i will. but i guess she did make a point.]
I then pulled her into GEOX and told her excitedly that i need to purchase something so ill feel better.
my pair of brand new shoes that cost me 168 bucks.
See, at the end of the month, im going to be screwed, cause i cannot afford such shoes but i still whipped out my pretty little card to purchase the british-inspired footwear.
sigh, i do not have self-control.
I thought purchasing something will make me feel better but it did not.
In fact, it made me feel so poor that i burnt such a big fat hole in my pocket, and i barely started work!
I promise to don the shoes the whole week to make my purchase more justified.
I called mazzy straight away and said,
“I bought my GEOX shoes!!!!”
“really?”
wah. thanks eh friend. for the enthusiasm.
A,A B+,B+, C+,C+,C+
muahahaha!!!
so many Cs. siao.
but my Gpa improved since last sem.
so, i was so happy i texted so many people.
i texted my dad who went to tell his boss. i dont know why.
Then i texted all the starbucks people abt the improvement then they got so happy, Connie even said i must thank the starbucks-coffee or something like tt.
anyways, im glad lah.
So i went for the education/career course at Suntec City with Sham.
So many uni offer mass comm degrees. im amazed.
but im eyeing on one already. 14 weeks overseas. best.
havent calculated though, shall see the cost soon.
I brought back like 8 brochures from 8 different unis, even one from NTU, eventhough we all know the possibility of a diploma holder in media comm entering NTU communication degree course is almost non-existent.
Today, Superior signed me up for Bloomberg course.
WAH.
i felt so important entering the Bloomberg office. =)
the pantry’s soooo Prettttyyyyy, it’s like a mini 7-11!
Bloomberg’s an amazing machine really.
IT has everything under the sun!
from chatting to news to stocks to weather to who’s doing who to the best places to have dinner, biography of practically EVERYBODY and so many lah.. basically EVERYTHING.
there’s even a 24-hour help desk.
meaning you chat with someone live!
you can ask questions like how many awards has robert de niro won thus far, or what is the index for SIA as of late.
wah. no wonder companies pay US$2000 A MONTH to own a bloomberg machine.
We have one in the office and i just found out how much it cost today.
best.
then i took 6 bloomberg pencils there cause they were very pretty. =P
cheapskate right. hahahaha!
after that, had to go back office, called some ppl from india, taiwan and hong kong [ im an idiot. before i started work, i never did knew taiwan's in taipei.damn blur right.], did some work, then met sham at suntec again.
This time for the IT fair.
amazing. the number of people there is just amazing.
i just realised there are so many things i want to buy.
- another longchamp bag – 166
- casio babyG watch [so long already! =(] – 203
- Geox shoes – 178
- motorola V3XX – 500+ i think
- Coach bag – 850
and all i cant buy. ssooooooo expensive.
the watch and shoes so preeeeety.
i saw them today. waaaah. im upset. tsk.
i walked around the shop with the shoes on for so long until the salesgirl said,
“comfortable aren’t they. *puts on tt if-cannot-afford-then-return-them-back smile*”
so i said,
“very.. the price not very comfortable though.”
wah. upset. upset. upset.
so after walking round and round beign pushed by people.
first time ever for me.
heard so many raves about it.
though in the morning someone told me it sucks. heh.
but i heard so many ppl talking about it, i had to go see for myself.
so many people. crazy.
sham bought a hard-disk that is thumb-print recognised.
how cool no?
i shall bug him to make my fingerprint recognisable also. =P
you swipe your finger on the cover then you can acess the hard-disk.
now citibank also got the thumprint recognition thingy when you purchase products at certain places.
then he bought this digital frame, close to 300 bucks.
you plug it in, plug in your thumbdrive, then your pictures and music will play on the acrylic glass looking photo frame.
i think tt one very pretty. i shall go load the whole thumbdrive with my pictures. hiakhiakhiak.
then he bought for me 4gb memory stick for my camera. =D
150 bucks of love.
personally i think it’s so expensive but when he told me i dont have to delete my photos anymore, i got so happy.
the problem with me is that i like to keep photos, then i have to sit down for a full 10 minutes deciding which photos to delete.
so now with a 4gb memory card, i can keep more than 1000 pictures. im happy.
got difference?
hmmm.
i cant tell.
but i know once you print them out, you can see the difference clearly.
From the top, taken with 7 megapixels, 5 megapixels, 3.2 megapixels and the last one i think 3 or is it vga? hmmm…
klah. shall head to bed. very very tired.
and my soles are bleeding. see, cause i dont buy heels, i have to use my sister’s ones which are one size smaller and the edges hurt my feet.
after walking so much, they’re bleeding slightly.
for the record, i hate heels. [SEE! i need the GEOX footwear!!!!!!!!]
but i went for the IT fair.
now ppl talk i can say something and not just sit down and look dumb. =)
sleeeppp……… ok, im done.
