today's bimbo moment is brought to you by my utter blurness.

after lunch with my colleagues, i said goodbye to them, saying that i have to go to the pharmacy to get some stuff. im travelling to manila tonight and i have been advised to buy an eye mask for easier sleeping. so i crossed the road past the square where i parked my.........

WHERE IS MY CAR?

i looked up and down the whole row of cars very carefully in the case that a kancil came and stole its skin and it now looks like something else entirely.

i knew i parked my car next to that four wheel drive...

omygod. its a black myvi.

mine is black but it's not my car!!

Why does my car look like a Myvi?

THAT's NOT MY CAR? WHERE IS MY CAR? OH GOD OF ALL DAYS TO STEAL MY CAR!

In a panic, I rummaged for my phone to call my mom and dad and cold blood was coursing through my veins...I stifled a sob and contemplated running around asking random people if they have seen strangers breaking into a car and then driving it away...

And then I realised I was a crazy batshit panicking lady standing right in the middle of the square panicking when my car was probably safely in his spot another identical square away. Square meaning Hartamas square where they have a few identical courtyards sandwiched next to each other.

I HATE SQUARES THAT LOOK EXACTLY ALIKE. AND BUILDINGS THAT ARE SQUARE. BAH.

Today's bimbo moment is brought to you by my very pretty oxfords.

they hurt like a thousand pricking needles SDFSDGASDQWEQWEASASF

But they are so pretty!!!

but they hurtses so badd!!!

After a while I was begging czeeyong to please please please please please please find somewhere so I can just sit please.

Goddamnit.

No more cheapo shoes. Even though they are really so pretty.

i needed a perfect fit. none did. eventually, one after the other, each dress was thrown out, flung with abandon and left to litter the floor, their seams and pretty chiffon looking morose and lonely. there's always that one dress that hides behind a whole rack of dishevelled, less qualified, slightly dingier rags that get picked up anyway.

i couldn't find it. the perfect dress.

but of course i had to find something else totally unexpected.

wish i could tear that dress in half, wish i'd never met it, wish i'd took a scissors and ran through it with unhesitating fingers.

so in the aftermath of things, perhaps someday i will put all my entries up again, simply because i'm really lazy to press republish each and every one slowly agonising check box by agonising check box. i will also try to be less passive agressive and voice out my "feelings" for what they are in the given time frame, instead of responding with a curt but bitchy "nothing's wrong".

speaking of passive agressive, this make me lol so hard because i would probably have done something like this. HAHA

i've been thinking a lot. and probably thinking too much. well you can't really blame me - i have 3 nearly 4 months of summer doing nothing but bumming. ah. i spent yesterday night reading my palm lines from this online website HAHAHA. apparently, my career is so jumpy because i am directionless- tons of breaks in my career line- (-_______________________-) and i am going to die of ill health because there is a fork at the very end of my lifeline. what is it going to be? heart attack? cancer? diabetic-related illness? stroke? maybe i am going to be split in the half like the fork at the end of my lifeline.

HAIH. hopefully they will gimme loads of morphine then.

i've watched the entire two seasons of gossip girl and am now currently watching season 3. this means that i've caught up with two whole years in the space of two weeks. they are so dramatic but i've kind of warmed up to it. and the clothes are so pretty! and blair is so refreshingly evil! i love her! serena's boobs are like epic and so blardee round man every dress she wears seems to accentuate that.

i've also started watching glee. it reaffirmed my lovehate (wait, probably just hate) for musicals so i don't know how i feel about it yet despite the critical acclaim.

i spent wednesday in a nearly empty cinema with eunice watching paranormal activity and even though she says it's not that scary i know for a fact that it was scary. HOW SCARY IS IT THAT SOMEONE STANDS IN ONE SPOT AND STARES AT YOU WHILE YOU SLEEP FOR THREE FREAKING HOURS IT WAS SO DISTURBING AND IT IS NOT EVEN A GHOST BUT SOMEONE YOU LOVE AND TRUST IMAGINE CZEEYONG STANDING IN ONE SPOT FOR THE WHOLE NIGHT AND WATCHING ME SLEEP X.X(sorry for spoilers AHAHA this is for the billion times you people spoilt movies for me) that i slept with a light on that night because i kept imagining creaks and bumps and THEN today i watched the omen with czeeyong. Fuck this I don't know why i watch so many horror shows.

and i have also contemplated spending money on a giant bow half the size of my head. marc jacobs had it in his runway why can't i wear it too.

and i think i am going to bake tomorrow.

since chinese new year chocolate chip cookies REALLY suck with all the skimping on the chocolate chips. and now going with the sugar hike, buying CNY cookies would also mean that they WILL be bitter -_-

and when i do I WILL TREAT YOU ALL..... to beautiful pics of my cookies. Heeeeeee.