*my shopping list*

1. just-above-the-knee stiff black skirt.

2. a short v-neck tunic black blouse

3. a white halter

4. black mid-calf flare pants

5. a halter dress in black/white

6. pointy black heels

7. running shoes (yonex)

8. school just-above-the-ankle socks (lots of them)

9. a dress: dark grey, with little details, 3/4 arms, just-below-the-knee, deep v-neck, bias cut, trumpet arms

10. a big black tote bag with at least one inside pocket and one outside pocket.

11. black ankle boots

12. kimono, cheongsam, kebaya blouse

13. a good curling iron

14. a black satin clutch

15. halterkini that covers my boobs with boy-legs

16. easel

17. sports bras

18. the nomad muvo 2

19. bootcut jeans

20. drawstring pants in various colours and materials.

Hahahaha... What alot of stuff to buy. hmm. still got somemore, but this is my top twenty... i hope i can win some money. or just find alot of moolah lying on the floor. or i have to get a job. a real one. haha. but. i'll do this after my o's. hmm. or maybe i shouldnt use my pocket money for food an travel. perhaps i should lead a healthier live by walking from home to school, which means, i can save on travel. thats at least 15 bucks per fortnight. and dont eat in school, at least 10 per week. thats a lot of moolah. and add my current pay of 160 per nth. hmm... but some ppl got owe me money haven gimme back. my ma owes me 80.. but she forgot about the 50 bucks she borrowed. but i cant be so calculative right? but now my bank account jialat oready. hahaha. and someone else oso got owe me money. haiyah. i sound like a loan shark right? i sure don't act like one.

anyway, have just went through my wardrobe. its still decent. i only need to alter some stuff. like a kebaya top with too big arm holes and the neck weird2 wan. then my black pants, i just have to remove the waist band and remove an inch from each side of the waist. and i should invest in a good pair of strappy high-heeled sandals. oh well. gotogo. will edit this later.

*added* i love tiny writing. i just discovered the joy of tis.. tiny writing. haha. anyway. i think my blogs getting abit old. shall... update it .. yes.. after i am not so busy. my heart is turmoil-ic.. haha.. actually, i should prolly stop haha-ing after every sentence. haha. woops. wad was i here for? oh yes. to complain. that no one updates their blogs. no one updates their ods. no one wants to play with me. i feel like an abandoned child in an empty room. with no entertainment. so i shall rot. even my sister and brother dowan to play badminton with me. so sian. i wan to go swimming but the far-king weather..... you should noe. haiz. doing stuff alone is unfun. and doing unfun stuff with other ppl is,well, unfun. and i suddenly feel like got some heavy weight in my chest. no, its not phelgm. its the feeling of dissatisfication. i wish the world always go my way. then, everyone will wear black with only a hint of colour and tapered pants dont exist. oh! and pleated pants too. and bad hair. and gross skin. cand cheats. but then, life would be boring right?

anyway, hmm. i love deco! too bad his nickname also means DECOration. bah. trying to find anything about him is like trying to sift through tons of my accumulated junk i have in my room. its so much easier to openly admire a person farway then someone in the school, level or the class. oh well. i hope deco aint married. if he is, i'd be totally disgusted and right away indulge myself in another faraway person i can drool over. such is my fate. and i cant find any way to contact him. i am sure he doesnt have tons of fan mails from girls. since i showed his pic to some of my friends and they din think he was particularly cute. they all went "i prefer christiano.. he is like WOAH!!" ... he is toooo plastic. Deco, on the other hand, is just right! esp the look in his eyes in the photo in my wallet. okaaay, more like a newspaper cutout but he is damn cuuuute!! i hope he takes care of his skin and doesnt start to sag or wrinkle or anything. he is too cute to be destroyed like dat... i realise that my emotions are used in vain. i am prolly never gonna meet him. he prolly cant speak proper english (and this is my pet peeve) he prolly wont be coming to singapore. i am prolly not going to europe. he is prolly gonna get married next year or is already married. why the hell am i doing this anyway? bah~