"it's a monet!"

"you know.. like from far away it looks good, but up close it's a real mess..."

- Cher, in Clueless

Hot pink Gloomy Bear. So cute, but after a cuddle you feel real disturbed...brrrrrrrrr

I'm such a coward I'd be scared to get one *blush*

i love happy endings

the rest of my sunday was okay

i wish that everything was easier, but i guess things need to be said before a fuse blows

today i have spent all morning and afternoon staring at the same 1400 words...

banking law is painful to write about. i have no idea what i'm rabbiting on about.. and yet i still have another 1100 to go!

AND with no more coffee... only instant. yuck.

so instead, i spent 45 out of 60minutes in the hour staring at rims for my volvo..

did i mention that a tyre blew? well, it blew... so now i'm getting rims...

all dressed up and nowhere to go

i don't know how to say anything anymore.

when i say what i want i won't get it anyway.

i won't get it if i wait, and i won't get it if i ask for it right away.

and then i get told i'm wrong, and i'm never happy.

i'm not never happy, i'm always wrong.

i don't think i can be called spoilt when i don't get anything i want.

people who are spoilt get everything they ask for all the time.

and now it's sunday afternoon. i spent all morning waiting for nothing to happen.

i shouldn't be disappointed because i was expecting this anyway, but i'm crying anyway.

and then later, i will have to say sorry when i feel bad for crying.

i am at the bottom of the list. i don't feel like i am anyone's priority.

i'm not even my own priority.

little things mean a lot

Fave new tune

I love you
But I gotta stay true
My morals got me on my knees
I'm begging please stop playing games

I don't know what this is
But you've got me twitchin'
Like you knew you would

I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell

You got me begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me?
You got me begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me?
I said release me

Now you think that I
Will be something on the side
But you've got to understand
That I need a man
Who can take my hand
Yes I do

I don't know what this is
But you've got me twitchin'
Like you knew you would

I don't know what you do
But you do it well
I'm under your spell

You've got me begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me?
You've got me begging you for mercy
Why wont you release me?
I said you'd better release yeah yeah yeah

I'm begging you for mercy
Just why won't you release me
I'm begging you for mercy

You got me begging
You got me begging
You got me begging

Mercy, why won't you release me
I'm begging you for mercy
Why won't you release me?

You got me begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy
I'm begging you for mercy

Why wont you release me?
Yeah yeah

Break it down(Mercy)

Beggin' you for mercy
You've got me beggin'
Down on my knees
I said, you've got me beggin'
Beggin' you for mercy

'Mercy' by Duffy

i like a man in uniform... DAMIER uniform

How adorable is this? After B emailed me to say he didn't have a tie for a total last minute work thingy, I decided to give the guy a break. I mean, nothing boosts my morale like a Louis Vuitton scarf, and I figure he deserves a little pick me up. So I got him the Damier Classique in the light grey. Adorable.

By the way, kudos to the customer service hotline, see below:

Dom: "I need to get a tie to match a pale pink shirt, what have you got in store?"

Victor: "Would you like a tie in a contrasting or matching colour?"

my god, points for that alone in my opinion. I'm so pleased about that service hotline, such fab help.

Obviously, he loved it.

Obviously, his colleagues loved it.

I win, I am awesome.

Job well done, good for me.

The end.

P.S. Totally hot scarves in LV at the moment, maybe I deserve a pick me up next week. Note to self: must call Victor.

One week away and the place goes into meltdown mode

The wonderful world of officelife...

I came back from sick leave (diagnosis: plague, symptoms: want to slam head into wall repeatedly, treatment: sob and sulk) to find my desk was a MESS.

It was already a mess when I left but the mess I came back to was just... war/earthquake zone still going through the aftershocks.. The fear of MORE drama has made me chug down as much vitamin C as my body doesn't think it wants and just hang onto the desk for dear life...

All this with an exam on Saturday that I cannot pull myself together to study for. Closed book exam... GAH

Will go buy myself some victoria's secret to cheer myself up...

One more day tomorrow! I love my job I love my job I love my job