yes. and you thought i was a bridesmaid whirled into a day of endless business and fun. but i was not. kind of arrived at kl late cause granny wasnt feeling comfortable, so i didnt get to take part in the morning to afternoon stuff. well, i went for the dinner and snapped loads of pictures that has gorgeous me in it with my new nokia 6288, which i got right before i had to leave for kl.
but guess what, some problem occurred to the first phone and it was sent for some report to the distributor of some sort and all the bloody photos with my favourite relatives were just gone in this shit-ass of a poof. urgh. so no photos to uploads, nil zilch blah. then i waited for a day for the second phone, but hey, there's some fault again! urgh. so then i finally got my third 6288 and i really hope i can stop being an ass and keep finding faults and demand a change and stuff. but now it's all good, i am starting to snap more photos in replacement of those i couldnt save from my old phone. the lousy shit didnt have and usb cable or infared or blutetooth, so every picture had to be deleted since i was going to sell it. but then my mummy decided not to and now i am left with a non-personalised phone and a constant urge to kick myself and secretly, my mummy, for deleting those pictures.
after this whole thing, i find that i am not a person who can let certain things go that easily. well, if i can, there wouldnt be a whole load of nonsense in my room which are in actual fact junk, but i just CANT BEAR to dump them. sentimental you may say, but i was thinking more like karang guni. that could be one future prospect though. hahaha. i bet if i open a second-hand goods shop, people will patronise like hell for i have many many choices. or maybe i can have a stall at one of the flea markets. I'll be earning big bucks in no time.
recently, the web seems to be pretty boring to me. i am more random and unsound than usual. i need to go shop for school stuff soon. and i have my eyes set on the 2.0 gb white macbook. forget about ipods for now. i rather score a macbook.
=)
additional corner.
i was on the mrt yesterday and i saw this lady who was maybe a few years older than i am. she had long silky hair, was wearing specs, a white tank top, a pink esprit sorta three-quarters and slippers. she had a nike bag, and was reading one of dan brown's books. she was what i would describe as THE GORGEOUS GEEK. it's hard to really paint the picture of how she looked like, but what i would like to try would be that she was the sorta of girl who might not realise that she has such good looks. and she's definitely not the supermodel slutty type of hot. she had this sexy aura that was exuded from within, prolly cause she was unaware of it. i was not jealous of her surprisingly, as i am a real jealous ass. i was admiring her, and thinking what guys are missing out when they go around screwing the sluts that strut their prettiness oh-so-obviously and rarely care to take a closer look at what they will usually perceive as someone who has real brains and is thus boring, for once. i might be running wild with my thoughts, but what i perceive of this girl i saw would be that she may be in nus, doing medical, very intellectual, enjoys reading, rarely stay up late unless she was doing school work. i mean, she was the type of girl who is elegant and pleasant, but not in the boring way. she is true, real, genuine. she could be on an ad for the campaign of "do more reading" or an ad for some health product. she is untainted by the temptations and seduction of the materialistic world. i wanted to be her. but i know i cant. i have too much personality and desires for that. being her calls for a large amount of tranquility, peace and healthy glow, that was beyond me. she is the lily. she is beyond everybody. i looked at her all the way from woodlands to orchard (i know, freaky.) and then i realise, it's not that she's super goddess-looking. what's so attractive about her is, what feels like, her intellectual, her aura, her presence. her depth. she was infectious. she was the big sister i never had, but wished i had. man, i sound les dont i? no worries, i am perfectly boy-crazy still. i just really admire her. hahaha.
from now on, i am not going to strive to be really gorgeous looking. you cant change how you look, unless it means surgery. i think i will cultivate some more depth and intellect in me. shall leave the puckering-up to the bimbos, afterall they can only compete this way - the-dumb-blonde-flick-hair-and-flutter-lash way. we shall see who wins.
ta-ta.
xoxo.
dont tell me to let go.
i am staying true to me,
even if it means i am a perfectionist of an ass.
irritating everybody.
blah, let them curse.
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