Thursday, May 02, 2013

rules to make me happy

1. always have red hair.

cause red hair makes me happy.
it makes me feel confident.
makes me feel like a mermaid :B
and i'm essentially a very boring person, so my hair is the best accessory.

it just feels like me. :D

2. indulge in the right things

whenever i've had a bad day at work,
i usually end up using retail or food therapy.

i actually have a freaking long list of blogshops which i subscribe to.
almost every day, at least one of them has new collections.
but before you label me a shopholic, i'm not that scary.
usually browsing those collections are therapeutic enough for me.
its fun seeing how they match and wear stuff.
its even more fun when spotting the price tag!
me and bimb have seen countless stores selling the same item at x 2 the cost,
as compared to bugis street / far east plaza.
the auntie thrill when we find out that we got the cheaper deal :xx

i have a confession though, the tinsel rack still remains as my weakest spot.
no kidding, for the past month of april, almost every sunday i've bought smth. LOL.
and buying from them requires skill ! not that easy hor.
its like camping for pq slot, HAHAHAHA.

7.58 - 7.59 pm zhun zhun must camp at comp liao.
8 pm click refresh and speed click click !
8.01 pm victory dance hehehe.

*ehem* but ya cause their service is really good, and the items are worth it. :D

buying nail polish is also really therapeutic.
okay i know i already have around 60 bottles. no shit.
and i only have 10 fingers + 10 toes.
but the colors are sometimes really very tempting..

and dont get me started on shoes.
i used to have 1 pair slippers, 1 pair flats and 1 pair sneakers.
now i dont even dare to count, LOL.

okay i admit, i'm a junior level shopholic.

but i'm a higher level glutton !
food makes me really really happy. even better than the above mentioned material stuff.
i must be a man on the inside,
because the phrase 'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach' feels totally applicable for me.

coming home to mummy's cooking is the most comforting thing ever,
especially after a fucked up day at work.
one of the little things in life that money can never buy. (:

so is looking forward to dinner with friends after work/school.
its really like your goal at the end of the day.
like a light at the end of the tunnel.
like a diamond in the dark..

okay you get the drift. :B

3. its happier to be alone

i dont warm up to people that easily, let alone trust them.
i'm actually kind of anti-social,
especially when i'm in situations where i know everyone is just using each other.
like in school. i've been studying in psb for almost 2 years.
yet the no. of friends i've gained was only a measly 2.
and its only through levon that i've gotten to know them better.
otherwise i doubt i'd have bothered to know people.

because let's be honest,
other than school, you're not gonna be seeing me, isnt it?
if you were to contact me, it'll definitely be school-related.

i'd rather be alone, enjoying my solitude,
than to be forced to wear a mask and make small talk that both you and i dont care about.
i know its negative thinking, but i'm already very tired.


4. always be fucking honest with yourself.

cause i've learnt one too many times that naivety kills.


countless times which i've experienced disappointment.
yes, i know that nothing is perfect, and that's life.
but how do you not feel anything?
its exactly because you're alive, that's why you feel.

i know that our friendship will never be the same again.
countless times i've actually questioned if i was in any wrong.
and after asking myself, reflecting,
i've decided that my conscience is clear.
its really up to your own perspective.
just so you know, it doesnt have to be this way.

it just sucks to lose a friend over such a stupid thing -.-

i have come to face the fact that not everyone will accept my relationship with pok.
its a painful fact, but a fact nevertheless.
maybe one day i will change their minds. maybe that day will never happen.
but i'm trying to live in the present, because life is too short and fragile.

i've realised that my efforts are not always appreciated.
but i also do know that i will keep trying when i should.
because i want to do what i feel like, and what i think is right.

i know that medical school is a blurry dream.
but who is to say that i cannot have that dream in my imperfect vision?
i havent woken up fully yet.
it might just become a reality.
but i'm honest enough to tell myself about the other options i might have.
forensic analyst with SPF, medical technologist (in histo, not in my current sinkhole :x)
i dare to dream realistic dreams.

5. the glutton wishlist

nooks.
hatched (!!)
swee choon
ramen keisuke tori king
arbite (again)
battered fluffy flaps
astons
everything with fries
marche
vintage delicafe
tim ho wan.

this is sorta my bucket list. eat alr can die happy, bwahahaha.

*the post is rubbishly serious, and i sound kind of moodswingy.
but thats just how i really am. :D

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