Friday, July 14, 2006
today i cry my heart out
I left my sunnies in the Myer changing room and I came back to look for it within 10 minutes but it was gone.
I've been feeling quite upset coz it's less than a year old. I can't believe anyone would actually took my sunnies. If I found a pair of sunnies or a bag that I love to death accidentally left behind by someone, I would most definitely surrender it in. Because I could understand how that someone would feel. Because she probably work hard to buy it. Or even if she is rich, it doesn't give anyone any fucking right to take it. More importantly, it could be a gift from someone she adores dearly which in my case, it was a pressie from Pa.
But of course, in reality this rarely happens. Reality can be so harsh sometimes. When I told this to some people, they even mentioned that if they were to find something that interest them, they'd most likely keep them than to hand it in. You left something in the changing room, say goodbye.
*sigh*
And if you happen to read this, the next time you found something that doesn't belong to you, no matter how insignificant you may think it affects the person who lost it, please, give it back to the rightful owner. Simply because it belongs to that person.
I guess this teach me to be more careful next time around.
And whoever who stole my sunnies, up yours asshole!
I've been feeling quite upset coz it's less than a year old. I can't believe anyone would actually took my sunnies. If I found a pair of sunnies or a bag that I love to death accidentally left behind by someone, I would most definitely surrender it in. Because I could understand how that someone would feel. Because she probably work hard to buy it. Or even if she is rich, it doesn't give anyone any fucking right to take it. More importantly, it could be a gift from someone she adores dearly which in my case, it was a pressie from Pa.
But of course, in reality this rarely happens. Reality can be so harsh sometimes. When I told this to some people, they even mentioned that if they were to find something that interest them, they'd most likely keep them than to hand it in. You left something in the changing room, say goodbye.
*sigh*
And if you happen to read this, the next time you found something that doesn't belong to you, no matter how insignificant you may think it affects the person who lost it, please, give it back to the rightful owner. Simply because it belongs to that person.
I guess this teach me to be more careful next time around.
And whoever who stole my sunnies, up yours asshole!
chica bonita fluttered eyelashes @ 23:37| 4 comments
Saturday, July 08, 2006
today i'm a junk food addict
I was just reading through the text messages I sent to S and I've realized that 80% of my Melbourne shopping list comprises of food and more food.
Max Brenner chocolate, Haigh's chocolate, Krispy Kreme doughnuts (I asked for two dozens! God! How greedy), Famous Amos cookies, Mrs Field's cookies. I swear the sugar is gonna kill me someday.
I still have a few bars of chocolate lying around in my room! And a tub of Baskin-Robbins in the freezer.
I'm just so greedy. Ma would start lecturing me non-stop if she see the way I've been binging on food. -.-
Max Brenner chocolate, Haigh's chocolate, Krispy Kreme doughnuts (I asked for two dozens! God! How greedy), Famous Amos cookies, Mrs Field's cookies. I swear the sugar is gonna kill me someday.
I still have a few bars of chocolate lying around in my room! And a tub of Baskin-Robbins in the freezer.
I'm just so greedy. Ma would start lecturing me non-stop if she see the way I've been binging on food. -.-
chica bonita fluttered eyelashes @ 02:28| 3 comments
Thursday, July 06, 2006
sleepless night
It's karma I tell you. I seem to be on a bad luck streak again.
I could hardly sleep because of my shoulder and neck. It hurts everytime I move. Not even slightly. How can someone not move while sleeping?
And my stupid Sergio Rossi pumps have been killing my feet. Not to mention I have mouth ulcer. *sniff*
I was downtown watching Click. It's boring but I cried a little. Only a little so stop looking at me that way. I was so tempted to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest but I've promised S I would wait for him. Damnit! I regretted my decision judging from the fact that there aren't any nice movies been released these days. And I don't watch a movie twice so I can't sneak behind him to watch this today and watch it again with him next time. It would be a torture.
I don't know why but Captain Jack Sparrow reminded me of Mahd. Maybe it's just me.
On another note, Myer has another sale starting today. It seems never-ending to be honest. This sale thing. I just cruised through without picking anything. Unbelievable. It's the crowd that kills my retail therapy appetite I supposed. I've asked S to check out the price of spybag if he came across any and if the Ferragamo store has my shoes size, he's getting them for me! I'm paying him of course. Neat.
I could hardly sleep because of my shoulder and neck. It hurts everytime I move. Not even slightly. How can someone not move while sleeping?
And my stupid Sergio Rossi pumps have been killing my feet. Not to mention I have mouth ulcer. *sniff*
I was downtown watching Click. It's boring but I cried a little. Only a little so stop looking at me that way. I was so tempted to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest but I've promised S I would wait for him. Damnit! I regretted my decision judging from the fact that there aren't any nice movies been released these days. And I don't watch a movie twice so I can't sneak behind him to watch this today and watch it again with him next time. It would be a torture.
I don't know why but Captain Jack Sparrow reminded me of Mahd. Maybe it's just me.
On another note, Myer has another sale starting today. It seems never-ending to be honest. This sale thing. I just cruised through without picking anything. Unbelievable. It's the crowd that kills my retail therapy appetite I supposed. I've asked S to check out the price of spybag if he came across any and if the Ferragamo store has my shoes size, he's getting them for me! I'm paying him of course. Neat.
chica bonita fluttered eyelashes @ 20:05| 3 comments
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
today i hurt myself
I pulled my left shoulder's muscle/nerve or whatever medical term it is called. Basically, I can't lift up my left arm or my entire left side of my neck hurts. Badly. I can't even move my neck all that much. And this has never happened to me before.
About 2 weeks ago, I pulled my knee's muscle/nerve or whatever medical term it is called whilst sleeping and I woke up screaming. W jokingly said I must be playing footie.
Last week, I hurt my right foot and I accidentally burn my fingers whilst cooking.
I just really have to admit I'm getting old.
You want prove? Two guys hit on me two days in a row. Let me re-iterate. One old man (bastard!) who is older than my dad and still very married and apparently super rich and one 32 years old divorcee. I know both of them on acquaintance level.
God! Whatever happened to guys my age? What about Jake Gyllenhaal?
On another note, S is away in Melbourne for the weekend and I kinda miss him. Not because I love him so I miss him. Wait, I don't even love him but it's just that I hate people leaving me. Although it's just temporary.
I gave him a shopping list though. >.<
Considering the fact that we turned out pretty screwed up (in terms of relationship), we could still talk facing each other. It never cease to amaze me because I just feel like punching him sometimes.
I should probably go see a chiropractor tomorrow. It does really hurt. Will someone give me a hug for now? Anyone?
About 2 weeks ago, I pulled my knee's muscle/nerve or whatever medical term it is called whilst sleeping and I woke up screaming. W jokingly said I must be playing footie.
Last week, I hurt my right foot and I accidentally burn my fingers whilst cooking.
I just really have to admit I'm getting old.
You want prove? Two guys hit on me two days in a row. Let me re-iterate. One old man (bastard!) who is older than my dad and still very married and apparently super rich and one 32 years old divorcee. I know both of them on acquaintance level.
God! Whatever happened to guys my age? What about Jake Gyllenhaal?
On another note, S is away in Melbourne for the weekend and I kinda miss him. Not because I love him so I miss him. Wait, I don't even love him but it's just that I hate people leaving me. Although it's just temporary.
I gave him a shopping list though. >.<
Considering the fact that we turned out pretty screwed up (in terms of relationship), we could still talk facing each other. It never cease to amaze me because I just feel like punching him sometimes.
I should probably go see a chiropractor tomorrow. It does really hurt. Will someone give me a hug for now? Anyone?
chica bonita fluttered eyelashes @ 23:34| 5 comments