my mind, it goes kind of fast
i'll try to slow it down for you.


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Ahh the holidays are passing too quickly. ): And other than eating, sleeping and spending way way wayyyyyy too much money, I haven't done anything much. It also sucks to be poor, I need to stop spending money. Okay promise myself that other than investing in a fierce pair of flats (Yes, I NEED flats. My feet have been murdered from wearing heels for 10 consecutive days.) and a big roomy dress down dress up bag, I will not spend anymore money. SERIOUSLYYYYY.

Speaking of bags, I saw someone carrying the Burberry Warrior bag today, and it is so freaking fierce omg. And it's so last two seasons, but I looooooooove it still and I have half the heart to invest in it. There's always ebay for all last season's bags... Or I could stick to the black Miu Miu Coffer which I decided on a few months ago. Except now, that bag is being used to death. TO.DEATH. ): ):

Things I need to do for the rest of the holidays:

1. Invest in a fierce pair of flats.

2. And a nice roomy dress up dress down bag.

3. Do something terribly exciting.
Am I crazy for wanting to try the G-Max reverse bungy thing? It is just very enticing, because every time I go to my cousin's art gallery, I pass it. And I've been needing some few seconds of mad adrenaline rush. Someone go on it with me please? (: Everyone else says they would watch me and support me from on the ground, noone wants to sit in it with me):

4. STUDY. Seriously. S.T.U.D.Y.

5. Do something to counter all the fats I have put on in the past few weeks.
I refuse to run or swim. Something funner, like cycling maybe? And yes, I CAN CYCLE.

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I spent the last 80mins watching this...
:D It's not as interesting as I expected it to be. But I had a good time laughing anyway. Karl is always preaching his fancy philosophies. And he's actually rather funny, and extremely eccentric.

His house is all books and magazines and rings and ipods. Haha apparently he has more than 25ipods... Why a person needs so many, I wouldn't know. His library is insaneeeeeee, he probably has as many books as the whole of the national library. Don't even get me started on his closet (dyou even call that a closet?) of jackets....

Haha oooh and he has this cushion he puts on his stomach during car and plane rides because he gets a nervous stomach. His nanny made it for him when he was ten!! And like he puts it in a case because it's all in rags now, like there's supposed to be a train and the words "Bon Voyage" on it but they've all faded... You still see a bit of the train though... HAHA so cute rightttttttttttttt

And my most favourite part of the documentary has got to be the toilet sign in the atelier!! Haha this is what the back of the toilet door said:
which means "Pissing everywhere isn't very Chanel." HAHAHAHA :D :D :D

Bug me enough if you want to watch this and I'll pass it to you in your thumbdrive or whichever fancy gadget you likeeee. (:

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Need.to.stop.being.such.a.baby. And need to learn how to be a jolly happy grateful girl.

Today's obviously a sucky day, but yesterday was fun (:



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I always hear people saying they want to get married in Vera Wang. But I never understood why, because I never saw the appeal of her designs through her main line. Now that Spring'09 fashion weeks are over, I am left to viewing Spring'09 Bridal shows! Haha it's quite fun even if I may end up a spinster with 20 rabbits and lots of clothes...

ANYHOWWWWWW, I FINALLY SEE WHY PEOPLE LOVE VERA WANG!!! She does wedding gowns sooooo beautifullyyyy


On a much more miserable note, Alaric is leaving for China on Thursday and we were totally supposed to have a FantasticFour lunch/dinner date but stupid me and amnesia and getting all my dates and times wrong, so I don't think I'll be able to make it anymoreeeee. ): ): ): SORRY CHERYL! ):

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RIHANNA.was.disappointing.

It was AN HOUR LONG. And I'm not even exaggerating. It was REALLY an hour long. And she opened with Disturbia but didn't even sing it. Because her mic was not working. ): ): ): And you would think she would've encored the song. BUT NOOOOOOO. HOW COULD SHE NOT HAVE SANG DISTURBIA): ): ): IT IS LIKE THE ONE SONG I NEEDED TO HEAR. It's not like she sang much throughout the rest of the concert anyway... I think her backups sang more than she did. And I think she was kind of pissed off over Disturbia so she like lost momentum for the next few songs. Something she couldn't have afforded to do seeing how the concert was 60mins long... And I actually made it a point to wear ugly shoes you knowwwww because I knew I didn't want my feet to die wearing fierce shoes to a concert. But I am angry now, because my feet could have so been able to withstand a 60minute long concert in fierce shoes): ): ):

Okay but I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy every second of it. With Rihanna songs, how can anyone not have fun!!! And I finally see why people think she's kinda cute... because she kinda is. And she actually looks a lot better in person...

Disappointing, yes. But I didn't regret it. Rihanna is one of them on my list of "5 people I need to see live". The other four being Jason Mraz, James Morrison, John Mayer, Justin Timberlake. Three more to go...

If I got a chance to watch Rihanna live again though, I probably would. Because I have faith. She can't always be this bad.




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Today was supposed to be my "stay at home to relax after my exhaustive days of working" day. But Bib called me down for lunch and I was off the moment I was up. It was good fun catching up though :D And then I told her about how I needed a holiday and I told her how I wanted it to be like. And she went, "Arina, you don't need a holiday. You need a honeymoon." Which I thought about and decided was true. I am always hopelessly in my fairytale fantasies... Must.learn.to.stop.

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Ahh today concluded a very exciting phase of my life! :D My first shot at the working world. Haha okay, so it was four days long... But it was so ultra uber exciting, and I'm very happy it happened (:

Everyone's probably heard of the Club21 Bazaar that happened over the past three days - or four if you're special. Haha it was freaking madness, there were sooooooooooooo many people and sooooooooooooooo much clothes and soooooooooooooooo much clothes and soooooooo many people. Yeah, okay you get the point.

So yep. You know how after you pick out all the things you potentially want to buy and then decide later that you don't want it so you just drop it off wherever. The people in charge of the different brands would then have to tirelessly compile the clothes in their area that weren't supposed to be there and then chuck it all into the sorting room. That was where I was in. And what I had to do was to sort out all the clothes into the right brands and then get them delivered back to where they belong.

It was insane. I am now a master at clothes-chucking, with throwing skills that can make the basketball team weep... except I'm not very good at balls... I'm good at throwing clothes. Never in ten million years have I imagined myself flinging clothes with tags over a thousand bucks. Throwing around all that Dries Van Noten and Balenciaga and Alexander McQueen was actually quite therapeutic haha. Like sometimes I try to fling a piece of garment and it doesn't land where it's supposed to and we all just say "Oooops"... Can you imagine! Throwing and dropping Jil Sander sweaters and Marc Jacobs dresses that used to cost thousands of dollars, that I used to gasp when I got to hold! Insane I know... But when there are SOOOOO much clothes like that, you cannot shower them all with love. And I was actually SO good at my job (: And it's always nice to get mm some recognition. There was one time, the person in charge wanted to put me somewhere else but the lady in my sorting room actually fought for me (: I felt so good about myself. Something that doesn't really come by for me usually. Haha I was very happy I didn't have to do something else. I probably had the best task around because I could always scurry off when I wanted to, and have my own little breaks overlooking the river, and not have to deal with customers directly.

Oh yes our sorting room had a super nice scenic view overlooking the river and the starting line of the F1 race. Once in a while you see some people posing for pictures on the markings for the starting positions... or people canoeing in the river... or canoodling by the river. And you get to watch the sunset! And that's always good.

And I made many friends (: Even with aunties who work at the warehouse tagging the clothes. They are so cute especially when the talk of the different labels. I was terribly unfriendly at first because I didn't feel like making friends... But I got over it (: and had all sorts of friends from everywhere (:

I also got stuff for myself at ABSOLUTELY amaaaaaaaaaaaaazing prices (: (: (: My favouritest is this Superfine jeans I got (YES JEANS!!) at like TEN PERCENT OF ITS ORIGINAL PRICE :D :D :D And it's so ultra uber pretty and has a nice silvery sheen :D

Yes so despite it being SO ULTRA exhaustive (like my feet and arms would die at the end of the day) and making me think that I would never want to look at clothes again, it was an amazing experience that I am so glad happened (: You know there were points in time I thought I would never want to look at clothes again. Like I thought I wouldve lost all sense of detecting colour and design by the end of it. That all I would think of when I look at clothes is the label (as in LABEL literally) and where it belongs.

Yay(: And as with every significant event I blog about, I always have the Oscar speech... There were alot of times I was so tired and so cranky and so whiny but people cheered me on so thank you all ILUxx. And to people who visited me, THANK YOU :D Bryan even brought Starbucks' Soy Latte for me when he came over (: And Suvi and my cousins came over too (: And so did Nabil, twice! Making him the best cheerleader anyone could ever have. :D :D :D Especially because I would not have to sort when he came, because I would be too busy "serving a customer". And because he listened to me complain and whine while we walked to the train station - a walk that wouldve taken him five minutes on his own, but half an hour when I was walking too. :D THANK YOU :D

Before I go though, let me mm leave you with 9 wise tips for the next time you want to brave a Club21 Bazaar!!

1. DO NOT BRING YOUR BABIES.

2. CLING onto your shopping bags. We cannot differentiate bags of things that people want or that they don't want... so we grab everything we see.

3. Bring along a friend because there are no mirrors so you'll need another pair of eyes.

4. Wear a skirt and a thin tshirt. No changing rooms so you have to mm figure it out. (It is a very unpleasant sight of seeing people STRIP - as in really strip. So even if you don't mind stripping, you do not want to scar us for life.)

5. Bring lots of cash cus the cash queue is alot faster.

6. Have a lot of time in the world and be totally zen. You only find things when you're slow and steady.

7. Do not annoy the poor staff asking for sizes and designs. This is not a store. We laugh at you later.

8. DO NOT PICK THINGS YOU DON'T WANT AND THEN CHUCK THEM ELSEWHERE. A few things are okay... but like BAGS of things... tsk. We bitch about you later.

9. Do not pretend you don't know how to read signs just so you can peep and see if there are new stuff. It's damn retarded. We bitch AND laugh about you later.

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I am on the search of the perfect pair of pants ): Which is soooooooo hard. Like I've been looking for pants for quite a while now because I want to revert back to my pants-wearing days. But urghh most pants are such fat-legs-unfriendly garments because they like cling onto your fat legs and it's just gross. Even so, I am determined to find nice pants. I want nice pants, like my closet totally lacks nice pants and nice pants would be so fun to wearrrrrrrrrr.

Except for this one day last week-ish that I wore jeans, the last time I wore any pseudo pants things is probably one year ago. Every time I want to wear pants I always end up wearing tights because I don't have nice pants in my closet. Well I do have pants from my pants-wearing days but like who wears stuff they stopped wearing. Nice new pants are what I NEED. (I am quite sure I am using the word "need" appropriately this time round. Right Amelina?)

It was the day we watched HSM3, which was like soooooo much fun. I would never ever understand why people find it boring. Never. Ever. I mean, unless they watched it and expected it to be intellectually stimulating... which is rather stupid in itself because I'm sure you watch a Disney movie with such intentions! Anyhow, I need to rewatch it now that I am more fluent in the songs (my sister plays the soundtrack on loop okay! not my fault) and we need an empty theater so we can sing our hearts out. Haha we were whisper-singing the last time and we were probably the only ones who knew the songs. Stupid other kids... The sets this time round were SO STUNNING TOO! (: (: (: (: Haha and the "Bet On It" moments this time were SO MUCH MORE HILARIOUS. If you laughed your ass off during "Bet On It" in HSM2, I promise you would ROFLMAO during "Scream" in HSM3. The room rotates okay! And the Gabriella popping out from the audience thing is just classic. Go watch go watch!

And apart from not being able to understand why people thought HSM3 was bad, one other thing I don't understand is why I always have haters. Not that what they say affects me... because honestly, (hate me more if you need to) such comments are just beneath me. I just don't understand why though... Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't see myself as the sort who goes round smearing herself all over. Nor do I think I portray myself in a very annoying manner (I always thought I was good at pretending or not pretending to be a nice person.) Aren't those the kind of people who attract haters? I find myself mm, very subtle and mm elusive... unless you're my friend of course, only then do I become loud and jarring. So yeah, I don't really understand why I have haters. It doesn't make me particularly sad, but it kind of makes me wonder why... Yes, please enlighten me, it will be nice to know (: Suvitha tells me they are jealous, HAH. But I don't see why anyone should be, I don't have a very happy life so we can swap lives if you like... She also theorises that it is because I am friends with mm certain special people. That might mm be a possible reason, but not good enough for people to hate me. Hmm, I really just want to know and I'm all for honesty, so speak your mind (:

Okay it's late and I should sleep now. Good night world - haters or not.

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