I do not deny. I am a retail snob.

I like brands and I love men's magazines and I love prestige and paying excessive money for a piece of garment.

Mind you my income group does not allow me to enjoy such material pleasures and I usually wait very long for an offer. Just to be able to acquire a particular branded good. I can save and be on a shopping stint for long until an offer comes up and I pounce upon it like a pack of wolves.

Some people used to keep asking why I like to spend so much. I never really had an answer to them except to cite that the quality of the stuff are better.

Not true.. Because I know now how to articulate in words the reason I engage in such spending practices.

I have no looks no body no height. The only way I can make myself a little more attractive is to cover myself with brands.

DOES THAT ANSWER YOUR QUESTION NOW???

Went out with my usual group of friends..

It was fantastic awesome!
Teppanyaki at Ion, Dunkin Donuts, and Ben n Jerry's at Dempseys.

Listened to some good music by this band made up of people whom you would never think would come together and form a band.
One seniorer member at the drums.. wearing a polo and slacks.. Normal seniorer wear.. But when he goes at the drums its really like some freaking rock star (especially if you're sitting right in front of him.

One Indonesian looking/dressing guy with curly hair at bass... He gives a normal face until he sees that you're noticing him and he gives you the happiest looking grin ever. And he doesn't move that much, but will suddenly break into some hip thrusting, knee bending actions while playing his bass and giving his grin.

One curly long haired guy with those nerd specs where EVERYONE is wearing nowadays at guitar.. Never really seen him because he was at the other side of the stage.

One moustached guy at keyboard wearing a checkered shirt and looking real stressed when I picked 'If I Ain't got You' for the song because it was so piano/keyboard intensive.

And finally...
Probably the best-looking girl I have seen in the flesh so far.. There are clues that she is mixed blood, in her accent and skin colour. But she has this really perfect 36-24-32 kind of body.. Large eyes and a button nose to match, and long straight hair that's dyed brown. She was really spontaneous and mingled well with the audience, teasing them on their choices (before performing them out with gusto).. and omg did she steal my heart away..

And she did agree to sing my choice of song...

*Daydream*

But too bad I couldn't chance at waving goodbye to her (and maybe blowing her a kiss so that she can return one) because there was this lameass angmoh talking to her.. that fatass...

Nevertheless

Ben and Jerry ROCKS :D

Back to an old love.

I went back to an old relationship...

With dancing :D

Mind you, I didn't do any performance or any kind of choreography for that matter. I still don't have the guts to go to that super-advanced dance lesson which I mentioned in a previous post where I had 2 left feet, arms and balls.

I went for technical classes, one by a friend, and when I went back to school and joined in the technical classes. It feels damn different to do such classes and actually know what you're doing and what you're supposed to train. Rather than just follow through and do the steps like a zombie. Too bad I didn't get this earlier, or I's probably be understanding the stupid class I had.

Oh well. I quote my friend: It's hard to have a tummy when you do ballet because you suck it in almost all the time.

Now that's motivation :)

Random thoughts.

My good friend told me:
我觉得你已经graduate from your emo stage了。

I'm glad. Looking back upon my past, ie that 'emo stage' I feel pretty dumb. I probably had a lot of things others did not and I really did not care to find any joy out of it, and chose instead to wallow in my self-pity over trivial things. Oh well, a good bunch of years wasted, but at least there was a lesson learnt from it.

Sure, there are many things to be sad about.

But whether you indulge in it, is really just up to you. (stolen from my other friend)


Anyway, went to Ion Orchard with another good friend whom I had a hell of a crush on back in school but never really got around confessing because I never felt I was anywhere near her league.

Had a great time, and I realise I wouldn't have if the exact same thing happened 2 years ago.

When you put all these dumb feelings aside everything becomes so much more comfortable and much easier to enjoy the other's company. I guess sometimes, having a so-called 'significant other' isn't that much of a big deal after all, and the desire to do so always keeps messing around with our heads and making us do stupid things. Which, I pretty much have done to lose quite a good friend recently.

But oh well.

Lessons in life I suppose.





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While waiting for food at the restaurant, I caught a glimpse of a teenage couple doing the things teenage couples do at the ice cream place just outside (mind you it was nothing kinky nor hanky panky, just mere.. you know, normal couple stuff).

I look upon them with jealousy.

Soo long ago was attached life for me. Sure I have gotten over it, or at least more or less gotten over it, but sometimes seeing others have their love and care and nonsense of the like, it is still a rather envious sight.

Lost in my little temporary emotional well I said, subconciously "Oh, so sweet, I so jealous"

My friend lifted his head, checked the couple out, and went back to his food.

"The girl not chio one."

Haha my friends rock.

A few things.

Something good happened in the workplace and I guess I don't have to end up burning weekends consecutively anymore. So that's good. I was expecting hell to come by once I return to my workplace, but I guess this kind of tones down the hellishness of the situation.

Sometimes life throws you little treats, little boons when you least expect, and these things can be a real morale booster. :)


I bought a new wallet, and I was going on about transferring stuff from the old, knobbly one to the new one. After discarding the one-inch thick worth of old receipts and IOUs to loansharks, I started checking the cards, and I found...

My ex-girlfriend's picture!
(FYI, it was a year since I broke up, due to her pursuit of studies in UK)

It's quite funny, these little things that reminds me about the attached life before which I now even doubt that I ever had. Back in school, everything was so much more innocent and clear cut before we actually came in touch with stuff like clubbing and work stress and alcohol and office politics and this and that. Looking at this picture I've come to realise a few things:

She'd probably not do that pose anymore now, and probably won't go to botanic gardens either. Probably if I updated this picture it's be in some club with smoke and too white skin due to flash. (Note: she used to DESPISE the mere THOUGHT of clubbing) Okay so I'm being a little too exaggerating about the club thing, but I feel like I'm looking at a memory of a person rather than the actual person herself.

Environments change people, and as people we have to adapt to suit the environment to survive. As a result a lot of us end up throwing away what was innate in us to do so. I cannot imagine myself being once again, the JC student that I was, nor anything than what I am now. But sometimes it's really scary when you haven't seen someone for so long, and she comes back a different person.

A person whom that picture fails to capture anymore.

Sure, it's a part of growing up and moving on and whatnot.

But not so ... fast?

Three weeks after.

Back!

It wasn't that bad.. If you didnt count the fact that I got a rejection online, lost my camera, and got arrowed for every piece of work that comes..

But sincerely, Taiwan is a great place! There's so much sky, because the view isn't always blocked by high rise apartments and office buildings. The clouds seem lower too, because somewhere in the horizon there's more or less a chance to see a mountain where its peak is among the clouds. It can be really hot, but its duely compensated with the frequent winds and breezes.

The service here, I daresay isn't very different from that in Singapore. You get your fair share of promoters not giving a hoot, or being too friendly, and standing behind you like a bodyguard and breathing down your neck as you browse for clothes and such. But all in all, they are definitely friendlier, and the girls.. more presentable i guess..

Not that I am insinuating that girls back home are of a lower standard. But it's just that they really know how to doll themselves up. I saw one girl wearing a normal Giordano T-shirt(the cheer me up one) but making it look really good because she had wild hair and denim skirts and boots to match.

And they really put much care in looking good. Virtually no girl I see is without make up and no guy is without styled hair. I guess even for their daily routines such as going to buy lunch or groceries is a opportunity for them to dress up and experiment. And try different stuff.
Furthermore I guess in Singapore theres too many unspoken rules to dressing, norms we have to conform to. So EVERYONE conforms, and in the end we all look the same. I guess there no such rule actually exists, and everyone does their best to add and accessorize and for us its a real visual feast. :)

Oh well.. But then again, it's just good 'scenery' i guess..

Then again, in terms of urban planning, Singapore still reigns.. Technically. Taiwan, everything is more cluttered and unorganised, and the streets are definitely less clean. But it's also where shopowners have less restrictions to 'zhng' their shops and expand within their own space. There's a lot more personality when it comes to coffeeshops and normal retail places and its not always just the same few brands in the different shopping centres.

The street food is definitely a lot less healthy and clean. But wayyy more delicious XD.

That being said...

There's still really no place like home :D