Okay, take 3.

These days I start writing a post, and then I keep deleting it because I think it’s inappropriate to post up. Maybe it’s because I’ve just grown way too sensitive in regards to what I can and can’t post up on the Internet since people will either get offended or whatever just because I am merely trying to get my thoughts out. I’ve started this blog as a way of sharing experiences (be it crap that I buy, or things that I encounter) that appeal to a lot of people so that readers can actually relate to what I am experiences as most of the stuff I write about tends to apply to most people. Since I can’t go into too much detail, then I guess I can only list it out in point form.

Sorry for this super sloppy post in advance – I’ve tried numerous times (I swear, this is not just take 3, this must be at least take 5) to post, but I never hit the Publish button because I never felt that it was “the post”. I will post about Melbourne (though the photos in question are not here yet – I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get them, to be honest… if that’s the case I’ll just have to make do with what I have) and I will post about my new year’s resolutions as well as a review of the past year’s resolutions (whether or not I achieved them).

To make up for the lack of photographs I have, I present to you le doodles with the nearest felt pen I have – a blue coloured permanent marker. Geez, it’s been ages since I’ve last drawn. Though it seems I haven’t lost my drawing style – I like to describe it as “ridiculous”. Or “#WTF” will also do. Meh.

Happy Chinese/ Lunar New Year

Lol, that’s totally a classy dragon. Le doodle.

Yes, very late, but I did celebrate it (sort of) – I have a company dinner coming up very soon so I guess that’s where the real celebration kicks in.

This year is the year of the dragon, and I was born in the year of the dragon. Apparently since it’s my zodiac year, I need to be really careful, and in order to do that I need to wear red and stuff. It’s my very first time hearing that I need to wear red because it’s a year I actually need to be careful in so I have started to prepare all my red accessories so I could wear them to work.

I kid, I had NONE. Either that or they were so negligible, it equalled to none.

I absolutely hate the colour red, simply because I think that the colour is too sharp. I like colours like purple, pink, corals – but I don’t like red.  Like, #FF0000 red.

Either way I solved that by buying myself a leather bracelet… but I realised that when I was buying it, it was too dark inside the store to see what colour it actually was. Turns out to be a tangerine red (but hey, red nonetheless). SIGH.

This wasn’t the bracelet I bought (I got the double stranded slipknot one), but it was the same colour as above, with a fancy designer colour named “FIRE”. Red enough, I guess.

You can buy this bracelet from Bottega Veneta.

I’m generally not a superstitious person, but being careful is better than being lazy. But overall I still reckon that this year will most likely be an awesome year.

Opportunity or deathly trap?

Not much earlier than the new year, I got a job offer from a “friend” I’ll name X.

Can you keep a secret?

 

 

The job offer was to be a store manager at a retail chain store which I can only describe as fashion related, for privacy/ censorship reasons.

Those who have followed my Twitter probably have guessed what the situation was – yes, that’s right. Bullshit.

Look, I’m terribly sorry if I offend anyone, especially since I know that in economic times such as these, it’s really hard to get work opportunities, and I should be beaming like I’ve hit a gold mine when I’m offered a job (especially since it was a PROMOTION too) when I wasn’t even looking for one. Instead I look like I’ve received a phone call from a grim reaper and treated this situation like it was a burden. Well, guess again – yes, it was and would have been a burden had I said yes.

Without going much into detail, please, please assess your working conditions before you accept a job offer. Sometimes we get blinded temporarily by money and the prospect of a prestigious work position, but what good is that if you feel that it’s only short term glorification? ANY job offer is tempting, if it seems to be better than what you have now.

I don’t want to scare anyone, but honestly speaking, any business these days is hard. Major corporations continue to cut down on their numbers, larger companies are cutting down hours of their part time and casual workers, it’s the end of January and there are still major sales going on. These are all indicators telling you, “oh, that’s kinda abnormal.” It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out, and I can assure you, it’s not a smart move to change jobs at THIS current point in time. Especially if it’s to something you have very little confidence in.

I on the other hand, have confidence in what I am selling at the moment. I believe there’s a market niche somewhere, and there is still potential to grow. The offer I received, on the other hand, I saw limitations. With the Australian dollar so high right now, everyone is more than happy to spend their dollars overseas to milk every single bit their dollar can go. I just blew $50 on ebay just today on craft supplies, but I saved money in the process because I paid less than I would have if I bought it 2 weeks ago.

The moral of the story is that you MUST think about the long term, and also just beware of what you might sign up for. The situation I was in was damn complicated, and to say the least, I was not, and still am not impressed with why it even happened in the first place. Again, it was just BULLSHIT. It just made me even more annoyed that I had to keep quiet about this because under no circumstances should I have to abide by such a condition.

Thank you, but freaking NO THANK YOU.

Not every single opportunity has a pot of gold on the end – beware as sometimes there’s a little time bomb waiting for you on the other side. Then, it’s game over.

All I can say is that I’m super lucky as it is that I made the right decision – if I was blinded by that split second of glitter, no red leather bracelet/ string would be enough to save my ass. Seriously.

Either way, I’ve done everything I could to keep everyone’s privacy and I have omitted a lot of major details which would be enough to tick off anyone. If you were in my position and knew everything in detail, you’d probably end up doing this too:

Lol, of course I kid. I obviously have more than just like 3 friends to list >_> But I hope I got my point through.

So, what IS up these days?

Well, it’s currently 12:05am and I have work like, today.

Most of my time is consumed by work, and it has been draining my energy – fast. I have pretty much zero social life at the moment, and I’m still training (omg). Lol. I honestly don’t mind training (it’s a given since we have so many new people), and recently, work has been pretty awesome. From the coffee machine, random chocolate pig outs and workplace gossip (nothing nasty though, just prying into people’s personal lives, tis all) – all I have at the moment is just stuff to look forward to.

I think I am starting to enjoy my work more than I used to because I’ve just gotten so routine about it. I’m just so used to how I’m supposed to do things that it’s getting pretty efficient. I still have plenty of room to improve of course, but I’m starting to feel the joys of what I’m doing. I feel that I am actually doing something meaningful – the same rings I sell will last couples through their relationships, weddings, perhaps for many decades to come – and that’s what makes me feel happy. The various presents that are for friends and loved ones which can make a difference and can make an average day into a wonderful one – this is something that I have never been able to do.

It sounds pretty farfetched perhaps, but I do feel that I have a job which can make people a whole lot happier in some respects. I never felt this before when I was designing to be quite honest. I never felt that my designs could actually touch or move people, especially when it’s something that can be put under scrutiny. At least I know for now, I can, and am doing something meaningful.

My new years’ resolutions will be coming up within the next week or so – and I really hope that I can make more time for myself and go out more often. If I remember correctly one of the things I told myself to do was to go out on three dates (with guys, obviously) – I think I did make it to three (more than three if you count group outings with friends), but unfortunately they weren’t with people I have just met… they were all really good/ close friends… or boyfriends/ fiancés of friends… :\ That’s even worse than 2010… I at least went out with someone whom I met by chance at a social gathering… Anyway, I don’t really feel like going into detail about it – I’ll just continue to just be myself. Whatever happens shall happen.

I guess for mself, my first priority at the moment will be work and family. I’m doing fairly well, and for once I feel like I’m doing something where I am actually needed, and not just mechanically churning out “good grades”, which is what I did for 16 years.

Hope everyone had a great week and I will be back fairly soon. My days off now really just consist of catching up on Running Man, Dream Team, threading pearl necklaces for my mum and doing exercise. I need to stop thinking too much though, I don’t want to grow old too soon. I’m already mature enough as it is now – although I’m the youngest at work, sometimes I feel that I am the adult at times, lol.

All the best to you all for this year – hope to see you all soon!

Awesome day/night, and musings of/about bitchy SA’s.

Shopping for a cheap outfit, and bitchy SA’s. Should I go back?

I have nothing colourful in my wardrobe. Sure, I own pastels, but I don’t own anything with patterns, florals or anything like that. Maybe the odd singlet, but it’s stuff that I’d wear at home. So I didn’t have anything for the 2NE1/BIGBANG lollipop themed shoot.

The only thing that I thought I could wear that had a bit of colour infused into it was actually a mini dress I complained that I didn’t buy for $10 at a clothing store I shall name LB, which C introduced me to. Probably C wouldn’t have this problem, but I think it was because I could understand, which annoyed me somewhat.

I walked into the store, and I was trying to find something colourful. I did a round first, and as I walked past the counter, I realised that the two girls there didn’t seem to be the usual ones who worked there (the girl who worked there usually possibly was the not-so loudmouth one, only I just didn’t recognise her because she usually spoke in Mandarin. I’m assuming they’re not the same person, though).

There were 2 girls working: one was the loudmouth, the other was the play along listener with the occasional input. The loudmouth mentioned the name Candice so many times I feel like naming something Candice just to annoy someone.

As I walked past the counter I could just hear them giggling and saying something in Cantonese which went along like this:

Lol you buy a pair of expensive sunglasses just to wear them on your head!

At first, I wasn’t too sure if they were talking about me. I did have my sunglasses on my head, but the price they estimated it was almost double of what I paid (whatever, I don’t really care about these things). And even if I did  buy a pair of expensive sunglasses to wear on my head, who cares? I’m not sure if they were laughing that it was ridiculous people would do that to their designer items, or if they were laughing that I was wearing designer items in a store selling really badly imitated bags and looking at their clothes. It didn’t sound like they were mocking me, but what I wanted to wear on my head, is my own business. People wear their sunglasses and hang them by their collar – it doesn’t make it a necklace, nor does wearing them on your head make it a hat – it’s simply so that I can walk around without seeing everything dark. I can see colours accurately without my sunglasses.

When I went to the counter to pay, I fished out my wallet (got the biggest dirty from doing so, because it was branded) and paid for the dress and the loudmouth said:

Oh that bag was on sale at Gucci not long ago – it was *insert price here*.

False. It was actually more than that. She mistook my bag for the one without a zipper (as most people do, simply because they’re the same size, but for the two different designs, the straps are different, so they are noob – more colour strap = no zipper, less colour strap = zipper). And so what if it’s a bag that’s not too incredibly expensive? I like it because I chuck everything into it. It’s my lucky bag because it was the last one on sale, and whenever I wear it, I always win at least one toy when I go skill testing. Not to mention it’s lucky because I took it with me and passed my Ls because I didn’t get that asshole of a driving examiner. Last but not least, it’s comfortable. I can’t stand my LV bag because I can’t bear to get the stupid straps dirty and half the time I’m worried about somehow accidentally breaking the handles. The handles are also thin and constantly fall off my shoulder. Otherwise, I still love the look of it and the size is good, but  the handles IMO really let the design down.

Ignoring that, because they’re wrong and I couldn’t be bothered replying back in Chinese to embarass them, they went on to say:

I don’t really like the colour though.
You mean the brown (monogram)?
Yeah, I think the black one looks nicer.

Look, honestly speaking, none of this really bothers me (because it’s the design, nothing to do with me, and I like the colour – in contrast, I don’t like the black), but the fact that they are gossiping in front of their customers (shamelessly) is the thing that annoys me. In fact, since they are working, they should be working FIRST and not GOSSIPING. I must sound like one of those strict kind of push hard bosses here, but if I owned a business, I wouldn’t pay you to hang around and TALK. 

Anyway, I’m lucky that they are treating the things I own as authentic goods (because they are – however, I have been out and about with my friend A who pointed out [shamelessly] that someone was wearing a fake Gucci bag, when it looked good to me – yes, there are people out there like that who exist – if it’s not broken, why break it? There was no need to point out it was fake when there was nothing particularly wrong about it [and possibly not fake]. Her excuse was “because it’s too dark” – however it could have just been dirty. Also, THERE IS a type of monogram fabric that is that shade – she should know better than anyone else).

I’m not sure what nationality they thought I was, but when I left the house I think I must have looked slightly more Korean since I tried to do the YB doll look with the pink cheeks and lips. Plus I was wearing a top with a giant coffee cup on it by Sechuna and I cut my fringe, but still, I could have been Chinese… it’s never smart to talk in an Asian language thinking you can keep it “secret” because chances are, someone near you will be able to understand it.

Anyway! Here’s the real beef of this story: what if you walked into a store, understood what the SA’s were saying, and they said something really NASTY ABOUT YOU?

What would you do?

I’ve experienced this at a restaurant before. It’s family owned and the waitress is the boss’s daughter. She’s more than in her 30s, and she knew we could speak Chinese. Because my friend was Malaysian (she could still speak, but obviously not so well as us), the waitress picked on her by telling someone (a regular) “she’s lucky I’m not charging her for sitting down here and eating food from elsewhere.”

Yes, maybe she didn’t pay you guys for food, and yes she is eating food bought from next door – but she did politely ask if she could, and you said yes. Saying that about ANY potential customer (especially since there were 2 of us eating there) is highly unprofessional. Not to mention her age and her experience as a waitress – her words and actions really disgusted me. I don’t care what her intentions were, she just annoyed me.

The restaurant didn’t accept tips, but I said to her “here. Here’s a dollar. Take it.”

She gave me a huge dirty but put it into the register.

For what she said and accepting my dollar, it means she did overcharge us. She charged us for a friend sitting with us, and I can tell everyone I know freely that they overcharge you. It’s not good for the reputation of the restaurant, is it? By accepting my dollar, it also means that you won’t get a cent out of me in the future. Not a single one.

I’m never going back there again. Their food was horrible and so was their service. I can’t believe I listened to a recommendation to eat there because it would be “generally better since it’s a family owned restaurant.” No, their portions were tiny, service was bad, and their food wasn’t even good. For heaven’s sake, they practically throw down the teapot and cups onto the table (we were new customers). I’m advising ALL my friends to not ever eat at that restaurant. I can’t believe so many people still go and eat there, because what they did was disgustingly unprofessional.

If you’d like to know where in Sydney this awful restaurant is, let me know – and avoid it at ALL COSTS.

Anyway, back to Gucci bags -

Most people will immediately just jump to colours for bag selection- black is easy to maintain and won’t get dirty. Plus the colour is timeless and matches outfits. The darker monogram fabric is also easy to maintain because people can’t tell the difference between it being clean (new) or dirty (old).

This is my own personal thought:

The black Gucci monogram lacks any depth. The monogram is black, the background is also black. If you want an understated bag, then maybe this is for you, however, I wouldn’t pay money for a bag people can’t tell the brand (because that’s what you’re paying for, don’t give me BS about design, if you wanted the design you’d pay for something cheaper – but generally most people will think brand + design = more worth the money than design alone) unless they creep up to you and look at the fabric within a 30cm distance.

The darker Gucci monogram lacks any interest. The colours are flat, it looks dirty, and there’s nothing magnificent about it cept for the fact it’s a Gucci. I’ve handled bags and wallets of that type of material – it’s nothing special.

The LIGHT Gucci monogram however, is actually a gem in disguise. While it could be a bitch to maintain since its colour is light, I discovered that if you held the monogram to your eye at different levels, there is a “magic” effect.

Remember back in the days you have those tazos or those cards where you tilt it this way and you see an image, and tilt it the other way you see something else? Well, that’s exactly what the Gucci monogram does. If you tilt the fabric towards you, you see the double Gs. Tilt it away from you, the Gs disappear. Just by seeing this (I tilt things all the time) I can tell if it’s genuine or not. 

From my knowledge, this does NOT happen with the other Gucci fabrics.

With the above 2 types, no, there is no way of telling if it’s genuine or not (unless if you look at other features like hardware or actually touch the leather – that will definitely give you a clue because Gucci leather is baby ass soft). At least, I don’t know how. Perhaps this is why the SAs were quick to not question my items (also because of the fact that the loudmouth saw a similar bag to mine recently on sale). But if you ask me, I don’t really care what other people say, THIS IS THE BEST (non waterproof) MONOGRAM GUCCI HAS.

I’m not surprised this is why they don’t own a Gucci in the light monogram fabric, which is what I own. It’s because they don’t appreciate the awesomeness of the fabric. More so, a lot of people don’t even know/ realise that the fabric even has a visual/ 3D effect to it.

But for the record, if I go for another Gucci (Boston bag plz <3), I’m buying a waterproof monogram/ coated canvas monogram.

Anyway, going back to the SAs (I digressed, as usual), it has really discouraged me from thinking about ever returning to that store and buying anything from them. While I was in the changeroom, there were about… 3 girls shopping and trying on clothes. One asked the counter how much the (I assume) jacket was, and she told them SIXTY DOLLARS when the tag said $24.50. That’s absolutely RIDICULOUS. She got told off for making up prices.

In conclusion, I don’t really hate the store. There are some wonderful things in there, especially if you are going for a night out clubbing or have a dinner-party-you-don’t-want-to-go-to-but-have-to-buy-something-for-last-minute situation. $10 will solve your problems. I thought about giving up on wholesale and just checking that store out constantly for new stuff because at this rate, $10 IS cheaper than wholesale including the shipping.

I just hate the SAs. They are gossipy, bitchy, and they were unprofessional. I know, they’re only SAs, and I know, it’s only $10, but seriously, if it was a worse shopping experience than that, even if it was $10, I’d rather throw it into a bonfire than spend it at their shop and fuel their job income.

I’ll keep going there though! But next time I’ll wear my LV bag and see what rubbish they have to say. Hopefully nothing, or else I’ll embarass them next time around.

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Nails of the “half” week

For the past few nail designs I posted they seemed to only last maybe 5 days or so, so it’s not really a week. This time, we had a plan to go take some colourful 2NE1/ BIGBANG inspired Lollipop shots. So I thought that I should do something with a little bit of colour infused into them.

 

Pearly pink base, blue konad polish gradient, Konad stamp, plus chunky glitter nail tips.

This time, to “speed up” the drying process, I didn’t drench my nail in loads of that chunky glitter polish just to find the chunks (did that make sense? Haha). This time what I did was continually dry the brush (so all the polish would fall back into the bottle) so that the glitter would stick to the top of the bottle. Then using that brush, I’d collect the chunks and dot it along the top. Doesn’t look as fabulous as I thought it’d be (even when I got rid of so much polish, it was still too thick because the brush was dry = tacky thick nail polish), and after waiting only an hour I went to wash my hair. Of course, this is always disastrous for my right hand. Luckily this time however, it wasn’t too bad and I could salvage my work.

I probably ended up with lots of glitter in my hair, though.

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Last night with the Lovigans <3

I regularly (well the regularity varies) meet up with an awesome group of friends. If you see me using the same initials, it’s probably just the same people And mostly, they are a lovigan!

I won a Hello Kitty. It has a demented face and it didn’t go down the prize chute because it was too big -_- SKILL TESTER PHAIL.

Anyway, it was the first time we’ve seen each other since Christmas, and in celebration of that we booked Wagaya and had a lot of yummy food (not before taking some photos and having a bunch of random idiots who asked for photos and did other stuff – did anyone catch what the heck they were saying? They had worse English than me and my background isn’t even English o_o).

The only bad thing about the experience at Wagaya was waiting so long for the table I was starving T_T (and the drinks were kind of diluted, too much ice - I think I’ll stick to hot green tea – free refills too lol)

In general, I don’t end up feeling too good (or eat much) if I don’t eat my meals on time. I don’t ever remember having this problem when I was in primary (I hated my lunch and usually I’d skip it, meaning I ate nothing between 7:30am to 3:30-4pm in the afternoon), but I never felt sick. Guess it’s always a good thing to just eat when you’re hungry! Couldn’t be helped of course since we had to wait for the table, but yummo <3 Wagaya <3

We went shooting at Coogee later that night! And the group expanded

I didn’t take many photos last night, and the majority of them were blurry (people moving, taking shots at the wrong time, trying to get settings right) so I won’t post any now. I might post later when I dig through them and salvage what I think is alright. For the meantime, I’m going to chillax because today it is HOT – yesterday was hot as well.

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More than 365 Illustrations a year project

www.kuroimisa.tumblr.com

On my tumblr, I usually post up my own stuff. There were a few photographs for inspiration and sharing, however I think I’m going to turn it into my illustration board.

Every day or at least every few days I will post up at least one drawing. It will be completely random and it will vary in complexity. The main aim is to get out as much as I can creatively, quickly, and efficiently.

The illustrations are basically about life in general and anything I feel strongly in particular about.

3 things: Old is gone, new will come.

SATISFACTION FROM DISPOSING OF USELESS METAL

So after being very sad last night, I threw a mini tantrum to myself and used all my energy on taking my old computer apart and throwing it out. It has been sitting there in the corridor for the past 8 months or so – I just never bothered to take out the memory hard disk (because I never got a chance to wipe out the memory before it died), so I took that out and cut all the wires, and removed a RAM stick I spent $70 on. The power box I spent $30 on is still inside the box, but I cut all the cables so it’s useless.

Threw it into the large bin and it felt very satisfying. Walked my way to uni and raged all the way there, and by the time I got to uni, I felt a lot better.

GUILT TRIP SATISFIES ME: AND RANDOM THOUGHTS ON HOLIDAYS

I was very annoyed still with last night and the lack of consideration a particular someone gave me. So this morning I bluntly said “I told everyone I’m not going, and because I’m not going, they’re not going.” I think he then said “oh! Go!” as soon as I mentioned other people were going. I was like “no what’s the point of going now anyway.” I walked out… then walked back in and said, “I asked you about the trip only, I didn’t ask you for money. I have $x in my account right now and by the time it’s November, I’ll have enough for the trip. The AUD is rising and everything… just argh, whatever, I’m not going.”

I know, I shouldn’t guilt trip him, but he has seriously already ruined my holiday for me. This is the third holiday in a row that has been ruined for me, and each and every time it’s not even my own fault. I don’t have much luck with holidays, really. I felt really bad because I ruined other people’s happy prospects of going somewhere cool overseas and having lots of fun. Imagine all the photos, the laughter, the meals together, the jokes, the stories, the games late at night and all sorts of other things. To me, even though they may not be family and only friends, it might just be the closest I’ll feel to having a real night. As in a fun night, with people who are fun – doing fun things. I want it to be a night where I’m not staying up late because I’m procrastinating or chatting to someone late on MSN or doing my work – I want it to be a night where I don’t want to sleep because I enjoy the presence of others. It’s a very different thing in the virtual world – I’m sure everyone knows what an interesting conversation is like – you want to stay up for it and all… but eventually you get tired and you chuckle silently in the quiet early hours trying to not wake anyone up. I wanted it to be like that, only I can laugh out loud and have other people in my presence laugh with me (or at me). It’s different. It’s no longer something lonely and quiet and secret, it’s a shared or mutual pool of happiness. I know what I’m describing sounds like a girls only night out or a night at camp in a high school excursion type scenario, but back then in high we couldn’t really do all nighters. We all fell asleep, since we were young and growing bodies. Now, I can stay up no problem, just I will be sleepy the next day hehe. But still, a girl can dream, can’t she?

Le sigh. I don’t want to think about it, but I’m over it already. It was disappointing of course, but what else can I do about it? No use thinking about it or anything, just like how they say to me, “maybe next time ” – just these reassuring words make me feel sour to my stomach. I don’t ever know if there’ll be a next time, and that’s what’s making me quite sad.

SUCCESSFUL PRESENTATION

Today I had my diagrams presentation – you choose 2 buildings (that are classified as contemporary, which is I think 1986 onwards or something like that) and you present a comprehensive study of the 2 buildings mostly through diagrams (and any other drawings such as photographs or drawings) within 20 minutes.

I have not felt like I was cramming in so long – sat down for about an hour or so just writing and reading and interpreting and reordering my slides to let it all make sense.

I chose 2 Peter Eisenman buildings (nobody else chose Eisenman), because I once was told to look at his stuff, but I had no idea what was going on. I now understand his buildings, but I still think he could get away with this only because he’s a well known writer and architect. Possibly like Frank Gehry, only much more mathematically controlled.

Anyway, the presentation went very well (only one slide was ordered incorrectly – I’m not too sure how it happened, but it sure did) and I was only asked 3 questions, the first which was answered already (though with help from the tutor, because I knew what I was trying to say but couldn’t articulate it properly – it was a major mind blank at that very moment), and the other two which I can more or less answer without too much hair ripping. I must say it was my most successful powerpoint presentation in so many years – maybe the buildings I chose happened to advantage me in a way that not too many questions could be asked about it. I dunno, but I’m glad I didn’t choose a building that would lead me to having myself being dug into a hole (our tutor actually said to us, ”some students choose buildings that are not so good and they end up digging themselves into a hole – I won’t be telling you if the building is good or not”).

So that’s all happy and chappy.

NEW SHOES PROVEN TO BE LUCKY

Started wearing my new shoes today and they are quite comfy though still slightly large. I wish they came in size 5.5, 6 is a wee bit too large. Guess they are lucky shoes? I feel happier right now.

And of course I’m not wearing my shoes now – I’m just saying that it’s good – first day wearing the shoes and it seems to be a pretty good day. No complaints there.

I’m just going to wait for things to get even better

YESTERDAY I WAS CHECKED OUT BY… A GIRL.

It was one of the most curious (I’m trying to dig out nice words here) experiences. Slightly weird, but at least I’m being checked out? >_>; No offence meant whatsoever. Just, I don’t orientate that way. Sorry :\

APPARENTLY I LOOK KOREAN

I told my mum that and she was like “our surname is so Chinese”, I said back to her, ”did you know that our surname is also a Korean surname?”

She looked at me incredulously.

I’m not kidding! Watch BOF if you don’t believe me

Okay. I’m done with today. I found a few really hot images of TOP and I’ll be back with more droolful images of him or something. Dayum he is hot, or L would say, “sizzlaaaaaang!!” haha

Thanks A; thanks

“Do you mind if I take more of these? This is the first thing we’ve had that actually tastes good.”

Thanks, A, really, thanks

YEAH FOR EXPENDITURE

Today, Midseason sales have started. Officially.

Country Road is up to 40% off (to be honest I don’t like their clothing – the best thing they’ve done is popularise their large bags, but other than that I don’t like them), Myer’s sale started today, and there are some really ridiculous reductions at David Jones, with some items more than 50% off depending on what it is.

Of course it means massive haulage time! But funnily enough, everything I got was stuff that wasn’t on sale.

I’ve been mostly wearing a single pair of Nike shoes for quite some time now. The reason being is that I like the colours and the style, and also because they are comfortable. I sacrificed my Converses to go back to Nike. Actually, I wore Nike since I was a kid. The only other sneaker brand I’ve bought was a pair of Pumas but I threw them out after wearing them barely 10 ten times (I am not sure why but I think they were too macho).

I have a real fear about Nike high tops – I don’t like the proportions of the Air Forces – I call it “Dinosaur Feet”. You know when you wear a pair of shoes and it makes you taller, but it also triangulates your foot because of the shoe’s profile? That’s what I mean.

Anyway, I’ve been a dud – I’ve sneaked in and out of Espionage on three occasions already and perved on the same pair of shoes. I would have gotten them earlier, but as soon as I saw the “Made in China” part I backed out. I’m sorry, I know “Made in China” isn’t that bad because most things are made in China, but I’m picky with my shoes – we’ve had a history of buying Chinese made Nike shoes (well my dad has) and the glue and stuff came off it pretty soon. Though it could have just been a coincidence, we didn’t want to risk it again. My dad was the type to buy the most expensive type of shoe because he would stand long hours and he would keep that pair (and alternate with others) for many many years. He still has all his shoes.

Of course, I’m young and spunky, I’m not interested in how much it costs – let me rephrase, I don’t care if I’m buying a cheap shoe in comparison to another type of shoe (MX and TNs are about $240  – anything more hi-tech than that would be more). In fact, the most I’d pay for a pair of shoes happens to be $160ish.

My mum recently bought a pair that happened to be made in China and she says it’s the best pair of shoes she’s ever worn. Maybe after about 10 years, their quality control is a bit better? I don’t know.

So I decided to go try them on. Quite admittedly, not very soft (they have no air, nothing at all cept the fact that the shoe is part leather and I like that) and a bit strange (feel like astronaut boots, only not so) but they were okay. I mean, what do you expect out of a leather shoe anyway? Those are never squishy.

So I went ahead and bought it. First time buying at Espionage, but the price was reasonable, considering (over)HYPE(d) DC did charge $140 for a low cut Adidas shoe which later on was spotted at David Jones on sale for less than $80. A pair of ankle cuts at $150 is not expensive, at all (not to mention the leather part of it – I don’t know why but it’s two pairs in a row made from leather – better bang for the buck?)

Sorry for the strange colours in the photo. It was taken indoors with indoor lighting. The shoe colour is roughly accurate I guess.

It’s a type of shoe I’d normally not buy. I have a suspicion they do give the impression of dinosaur feet – especially since I have small feet… the triangular effect is further extremified. But hopefully I will pull it off. Well, N said I could pull it off, so I’ll trust her

Prior to that we did some random shopping. Before I met up with N I went to the Japanese supermarket Maruya for some $2.50 goods (there were a lot of cleaning goods I think that could be useful for the stupid dust storm aftermath, but I didn’t get any of those because I was awed by the selection it was beyond my mind how they could only charge $2.50 for say, a squeegee).

After I met with N we went to Myer, and on our way down to lunch I stopped by at Missha to check out their new nail polishes.

My wall texture is sexy. But anyway, natural lighting so better colours.

The new Missha polishes are much better than the old formula. Their website says something like it having coral powder and what not to moisturise the nail and some anti pollution mechanism but I’m not gonna buy into any of that. They are $3.90 each (the old ones were $2.90, but they were a nightmare to use). The metallic/ shimmer nail polishes are $4.90, but I think I prefer the solid one coloured polishes that I tried on. If you’re into pastels, I will recommend Missha – the new formula goes on quite smoothly and the colour looks even better when it’s dried. Few streaks (the streaks you see are from the dry testers – and you know what it’s like trying to paint with a dry brush), if you’re lucky one coat will do the trick. The old line would take 3 coats and it would still be blotchy. Yuck.

But I miss Chloe the SA! She used to give me samples and everything. She gave good advice, too. Today I got my Missha membership card rejected because I could only use it if I bought over $10. Boo. I was such a good regular customer It was so long since I’ve been to Missha I’ve forgotten everything about them. Chloe was definitely the best :\ But now she’s working for BLUSH – probably even having some share in the business.

I have a feeling I might go back for more colours. I really like them!

 

So this was the haulage apart from the shoes (and minus 2 shower caps). I got a Fortune Cat mobile charm from the supermarket (also $2.50, which is freaking ridiculous since the cat is so damn cute and made out of porcelain), and a set of 3 markers (all 3 for $2.50). I got the beige and pastel purple Missha The Style nail polishes.

N and I went to Chilli Cha Cha Thai restaurant to eat. It was good – best pad thai I’ve had in a while though it did taste different to other pad thais I’ve had (this was spicy had onions and different type noodles). Best thing is that you get a free drink from the menu, so I got pad thai and a drink for $9. In the city. What I realised though is that some people ordered pad thais as well and didn’t get their free drinks. I have a suspicion you only get it if you ask the waitress – in reality, it should be the waitress asking you if you’d like a drink. To be fair though, giving out a drink for free is quite bizarre ($3 worth). Maybe they’re better off saying +$1 and you get to choose a drink. But hey, I’m not complaining. I like my free drink.

We walked a lot of places window shopping and all. It was overall an enjoyable day after not seeing each other for such a long time.

It’s time to get cracking on design! But before I can do that I need to do a lot more research and I shall be painting my nails now

 

PS: For the “Overheard” section

I was on the bus and a man walked on coughing. I was very annoyed when he sat behind me on an empty bus, and he continued to cough. I don’t like it when people cough on public transport or in public areas. At least cover your mouth! He was loud on the phone and his tone in voice changed so often that it would make me feel uneasy.

Then some bus inspectors came on and asked us all to show them our tickets. The man in question presented a blue card. The inspector said “this was only enough to get you to the stop before the lights”. He told the inspector “I’m going to get off just that stop after the next light”. The inspector said, “but no, this card was only enough for you to get back there.”

He then proceeded to dip the ticket in again and followed the man off the bus and took down his details.

This was the first time I’ve ever heard an inspector actually asking where you were headed. He asked me that question. I found it curious because my ticket was not overridden – I think I could ride it all the way to uni without a problem, yet he still asked me. Very curious question indeed- especially since he knew he was getting off the bus to take down details anyway.

 

SEUNGRI VS JAN HYUNSEUNG (SO-1) FACE OFF

I noted this in the Seungri post that he had a dance off and then later corrected myself when I saw the videos posted under TOP love.

What happened basically was that the president chose 4 members of Big Bang and then he left out Seungri (or Maknae Seunghyun, because he has the same name as TOP) and Jan Hyunseung because he felt they were both lacking. While the president thought that Seungri’s dance skills were very good, he said that he was looking for a singer, not a dancer. Hyunseung was dropped because the president felt that his skills were just “passable” but nothing amazing.

So since the two guys got eliminated, the president also made a pact that they could have the very last chance to show him what they were made out of. Basically Hyunseung tried very hard to put facial expressions into his performance (something he tried very hard for), but Seungri was very smart in the respect that he sold himself to the president. Basically he said, I have an image of the younger brother of the group (actually I find it cool that both the youngest and oldest of Big Bang are both Seunghyuns), he has awesome dance skills (I was right, he was Taeyang’s teacher – so IN YOUR FACE! haha jk Seungri deserved to win that dance off >:\), and if you pick me I’ll try really hard and you won’t regret it.

Then he sang the most mind blowing rnb piece and the president simply said “I never knew you were this good at singing. You were dropped because we thought you lacked in the singing department”.

Even though the results were announced in an episode I have yet to watch, I think we all know the outcome since there are 5 people in Big Bang as it is now. I found it interesting and brave of Seungri. His creativity has surprised me pleasantly throughout and I’m starting to appreciate him more and more.

There was an episode (Seungri’s story) where the president tried to test out the choreography skills of Seungri in comparison to Jiyong (G-Dragon/ GD). The choreography that Seungri put together amazed me so much (and the other members too – they stared with their mouths open) I’ll post it up when I get free Internet

And now my nails are beige. Off to sleep >D

Overheard.

Not really overheard considering this was in class, but anyway:

I don’t usually talk about sex in class, but when I get a chance to, I don’t refuse.

Overheard.

… it just hasn’t been working out. I’ve tried to break up with him a few times but it hasn’t worked…

 

Methinks you need to lose yourself a clingy guy.

PS: “Overheard” will be another addition to this site. It’s basically stuff that I overheard from random people that was equally as random.