cindy & ty's wedding

of course there are other photos besides, but none of my dress and eyliner AND my nail polish...

dress: country road (bought same day at david jones, good old dj's!!!)
nail polish: red hot ayers rock
lipstick: chanel, random colour courtesy of karen's trip to hong kong

photos from last year

dita came to sydney (us at 333)..and promptly decided to move to china instead of stay a day longer
i got a job at the same place as caro... so we got to go to the same work christmas party... this is my idea of dress up - diane von furstenberg plus flower in hair
not the best photo of us, but it's up on my wall at work... i find it refreshingly frank.. plus you can see the rest of my DVF dress
leanne's birthday dinner at Waterfront...i paid something like $160 for two... ouch!!! but very yummy...
the old old oroton crew... we've all grown up so much: marcus graduated to bally; laura started colouring her hair; i require push up bras (i am growing backwards apparently); mirsad had his nose done *tear*

week in review

1 had a nap on NYE between the 9 and 12am fireworks

2 tanned on tha balcony NYD

3 took the 3rd off work sick

4 went to the david jones sale on the afternoon of the 3rd

5 Cindy and Ty's wedding reception on same

6 back to work in a good mood on the 4th

7 gym on a friday night

8 did my good deed of the week (bought tian one last thing for her package)

9 further negotiations with B

10 cooked dinner (thai flavoured chicken cakes with minted yoghurt; bread capsicum and tomato salad; wholegrain fettucine with eggplant relish)

11 further negotiations with B

12 nails done (on toes "you're such a kabuki queen" hot pink/ on hands "your royal shyness")

13 more gym

14 maisys with B (iced tea and cheesecake)

15 trying to update ipod

HAPPY NEW YEAR

My friend tony asked me what my resolutions would be for this year. it never occurred to me until that instant.

i told him at the time,
1. drink less
2. spend less
3. temper less

he laughed in my face.

one whole day into the year, and i suppose my resolutions are all the same obvious picks other people make.

maybe,
1. drink less
(coffee, that is. my alcohol intake is ok at the mo - double shots coffees several times a day must be unhealthy regardless of what my dull brain thinks)
2. spend less
(on shoes and bags, blah blah blah) i will be revising this, perhaps something like one big solid purchase for the whole year... at least i have a vague idea to start with, as if resolutions should be so concrete anyway, that is how they are broken within the week.
3. temper less
i think this is in progress. B did say one day that i have been behaving far better around full moon time... i am inclined to agree with him. altho i do get irritable when i am bored and have run out of things to do... i will try my best but at some point, i do get tired of trying to entertain myself and i just need someone else to prance around and help me along with the remaining 23hours of the day. usually, i get moody when i'm bored because before i was bored, i was hungry... it really boils down to neglect.
4. this year my wardrobe will be categorised and up to date...comprehensively
despite trips to ikea last year umpteen times with 3 different types of storage solution, my wardrobe remains in semi-chaos, within each storage system. at the moment, the only person who understands the system is myself.. the average person who walks into my room has no idea where to aim for if searching for a plain singlet. my mother knows this and heads straight to the washing line where she picks her victims (MY NEW WORK CLOTHES) straight off the line and squirrels them in her closet for all eternity. so even disarray does not work in throwing mummy dearest off the track i may as well just fix the plumbing, so to speak.
5. actually pay off the credit card.
6. study harder for that degree.
i honestly cannot handle the stress attacks knowing fully well i did not study hard enough at the beginning of the term.
7. work harder at that job.

i really don't want to put more than 7 up (7up!! haha) i think it is enough to look respectable. needless to say, if anyone asks i will completely forget what any of them are. in which case, i will turn around and decry the practise for being absolutely ridiculous and patronising anyway on the grounds that it implies people require the date to be 31 dec of any year to put into words any sort of aim that they should have acquired ages ago to begin with but have given up midway through the year and left it until the end of it and the beginning of the next to start all over again. at the end of this tirade which will sound absolutely inspired and unrehearsed, people will nod vehemently in agreement and declare that it is a shame more people don't think like this etcetera etcetera etc...

i turned this down....

i really really really really really wanted this...

AAAAARGH why won't you talk to me???

also known as: why do bad things happen to great people

I have spent from 11pm to now, 11.30pm loading, unloading, logging in, logging out, refreshing, a single login page to lodge a billing enquiry to my dear phone company...
I spent all day yesterday with my mobile clamped to the side of my head on hold, being transferred, in the phone queue for the same billing enquiry...
My own fault I didn't go to the store today to ask them to do what I know from previous times they will say, "oh, you must contact customer service"

Apparently, the explanation for why I cannot contact the excellent customer service reps is because the company's products and services are so wonderful that they are experiencing longer customer call times then anticipated.

I.E. everyone quit, went on holidays, and the rest are already stuck with miserable people like self on the phone asking as many questions as possible before they get put on hold or transferred or hung up on...

I spent so long on this phone bill that I even managed in the meantime to sort out my gym membership AND send feedback to Fitness First enthusing about how wonderful the customer service guy was..
I even managed to lodge a cashback bonus with HP for my new laptop
I went to gym with B
I sorted all my mail
I checked facebook.com (still boring)

Tonight I concede defeat, I will return for battle tomorrow! Armed with icepacks for my elbow and a prop to hold mobile to left ear (I am left handed and left headed)

BTW if you are insinuating that the bill was overdue.. I understand why you would suggest that, and I will forgive you right away for not taking my side and tell you, it is due on 30th November...2007 not 2006

So there

So will you be on my side now???

Re: re : yourself

poor bambi!!! ugh how useless of prada,

have to say...after the movie if feels like they are sliding..

or perhaps i'm just distracted by all the colors on LV bags...

after DVF this morning i am further from 3digit clothes than ever...for work anyway...

and sabotaging chances at loubotins this year hand over fist...

top it off...seems like my IBM laptop is finally had it, the battery won't recharge..if i am right, i have 20 minutes left before i need to buy a new laptop HEH

i don't like intrays...i don't have alot in them, but they are still very messy....

and apparently not in alphabetical or chronological order. so it is just this pile of paper that someone is topping up for me...

i cannot cope with paper that is not filed or categorised...even a postit that says "to file" would please me...

when i was on the phone with someone's secretary.. i called her patricia...

her name is wendy...

i don't know how it happened...

i told her i was getting senile in my old age and i was just thankful my voice was still so youthful...

and then i hung up and had hysterics

my workmate's growing nervous breakdown is contagious...if only her constant weightloss was too...

i get pilates on thursday lunchtimes.. haven't been gym or yoga in weeks..i start again on sunday...

obviously i would have liked new gym gear to celebrate...

ohhhhh did i say paul smith??? i saw those clothes too.... ugh... i will need to choose several categories i thi nk for top 3s...

dear diary

last day before the exam...

the good : got some study done
the bad: did not get all study done

the good: found time to buy a new toothbrush (battery powered way-hey! yes i'm lazy to move my hand)
the bad: also found time to buy new dvf

the good: it was a DVF!! half price!!
the bad: i know only one person who knows what a DVF means

the good: it was DVF!
the bad: had to alter it...

the good: a TAILORED DVF!!!
the bad: worried the label will get snipped off

the good: auntie said she would be careful since she understands my self-admitted kiasu/snob problem
the bad: can't concentrate any longer until DVF comes back

Pick of the day

I don't know anything about horse racing..

this is what I would have chosen for the trifector:

International City Wear:

1. 3.1 Philip Lim
2. Carolina Herrera
3. Celine

life's full of tough choices

or

?

louis vuitton spring 2008

Birthday girl

it is my bestie's birthday soon...
whilst i won't be there, for some reason i am
looking forward to it.

people get so wierd when they get old.

i mean, starting to think of other people?
feelings of generosity...

it is all very odd and unlike me.

obviously in addition to a present,
i will be
returning her khaki vest that she left behind
hehehe

i have given up on del's chips though
i don't think they exist in this country..
so much for them being australian allegedly

oh! almost forgot!!!

one can never go wrong with a big ribbon around their finger

letter for you

hope you are having a good weekend,

and work is treating you well.

how's bambi?

can you believe people are STILL getting brand new

ruched prada leather bags here?

and you have had yours for so long you sent it to HK?

and i still want one...

hehe

i'm exhausted from working out what to wear to work,

and getting to work on time (8.20am!!) with coffee, with

the right outfit (can't wear the same thing twice in a week)

or on the same day aslast weel...

you didn't tell me about that?

i miss singapore..

one day i'm just going to leave my desk and just fly over

because i can't stand it any longer..

i miss that chicken rice place

that you and del took me to.

i eat so much laksa because i miss singapore and there's nothing else to

eat. although my friend at work likes maccas...

so we eat that alot...

i lend her my sex&thecity dvds..

are you going shopping this weekend?

i put a deposit on a dress in Scanlan, but i haven't picked it up yet..

maybe next week after my exams...

xoxox

love you miss you

love love!

why is it that it takes longer to email or text than for me to do this?????

all i want this weekend ...

the emperor's new clothes

one feathered clutch by ferragammo

one pair of glitter encrusted loubotins

no clothes necessary

no one will notice

tuesday work nights in sydney

yesterday was Melbourne cupday..

LITERALLY the day everything comes to a shuddering standstill

suddenly all the phones in the entire office stopped ringing at quarter to 3pm

everyone had a glass of champers or a bottle (plus two stored under the desk for later) of beer in their hands

and a ticket with bizarre horse names in the other...

it didn't end after the races either, everyone hustled off to the bar for drinks...

most bizarre of all: everyone said hullo to each other

kookai year round

look what i found on the kookai website?please note © kookai 2007

why i would like a time machine...

have you ever said something that you wish you could take back???

every idiotic text message, voicemail, drunken dial, drunken text, drunken email, sober email (even worse)...

that sensation of utter stupidity

and then the dawning realisation that

"i shouldn't have done that"

ironically enough, the very first episode of sex & the city i then watched to console stupid self, evolved around the theme of

"are there times when women should just shut the f*** up?"

where were you 25 minutes ago?

i can't wait for the sheepish behaviour tomorrow

combined with pretending nothing happened...

soooo convincing

and how annoying, everything started with good intentions

surprise! i'm materialistic, who knew?!

there's nothing like retail therapy to cheer the downhearted...

even better, i like having people complement my choices..

so i made bad decisions in guys before

big deal

my shoes always looked great

so i'm only a trainee on probation to start,

big deal

i'm the new shoe queen in town

the shoes that finally had me officially labelled once and for all... brazillian made. they invented carnivale, and redefined waxing...they definitely know their shoes.

but with great power comes great responsibility.. so they say..

or am i just coming up with new excuses?

can you blame me???

the 'f' is soft in phlegm

it is so bad that i can hardly squint through my eyeballs. it's invisible but my face is swollen with glands nobody knew existed. i feel like a steve martin character in one of his novels. my favourite line :

"this is my husband. he's benign."

always start your day by thinking of a positive

also known as

self-help theory no.1

'recall a happy end to the last week in anticipation of the next week beginning'

spent saturday driving up and down sydney. ate fish and chips. and seafood basket. and ice cream. cooked dinner. watched videos. brilliant.

spent sunday doing laundry, shopping at old work. ate sushi train with B and his dad. went shirt hunting at David Jones sale. where B agreed to buy a pale pink Hardy Amies shirt with absolutely NO SIGN of RESISTANCE despite the fact it was any shade of pink. (this alone made my day)

washed the cars. went to the gym. i cooked carbonara and drank most of the white wine. also brilliant.

public holiday (question: if it is a Labour Day holiday, why is no one doing any labour?) ate late breakfast. people commented on B's shirt ("i scored last night" - i was judged). went to the gym. went to Balmoral beach. B tanned. I became less pale. dinner at the pub (beer and $7 steak). beer at B's uncles.

beer and steak = brilliant