listening to The Blower's Daughter by Damien Rice

Ok so i've been gone for a while, not that it matters much.

a few things to update: numero uno, my ed hardy shirt freaking got lost in the mail. i'm so upset i can burn down whichever post office committed the deed. so angry!!! I had so much faith in online shopping and now this. :(

bought a pink -no its fuschia really (dammit, blogger colourbar does not have fuschia. cannot dramatize the effect with coloured fonts)- motorola razr! those who know me would know that i am so not a sucker for handphones. with all due respect to all those handphone nutheads (read: gideon), i just dont see the need to blow your pockets on a gadget whose value predictably does a bungee before you can even say "i love my expensive handphone".

So i strolled into M1 and zoomed straight at the cheapest deals.

My pink baby cost only 68 bucks. :) :) :)

whatever la, can sms and call, good enough for me.

A sudden jolt of realisation caused me to be struck by the fact that my Panasonic Lumix is pink too. And when i put my camera and handphone together they just look ridiculous. And i am not even a pinkette. It is so xiaxue-ish. disgusting.

But anyhow, i wore my pink x:odus pump on saturday, and today in the midst of rushing out from my auntie's place and huff-puffing my way to cellgroup, i wore my pink slippers plus my fuschia-patterned chingay shirt. Just for the fun of it. They matched my new handphone so nicely! *giggles*

like totally. *flutters eyelids*

Ok, before i completely ruin my reputation, we have to move on.

Rudy went on a mission trip to Tanjung Pinang today. So exciting! wished i could have gone, which i probably would have if i hadnt signed up for the myanmar community svc trip, which i eventually cancelled anyway. so wasted. And it's been barely 12 hours, but i caught a glimpse of how the next 2 years are gonna be like, with the two of us an ocean and an archipelago away.

can't say that i look forward to it, but maybe a bit of space or change is good? Am having a bit of a mixed feeling now. It's a some kind of a "sad-how-now-maybe-its-good-oh-heck-lets-just-not-think-about-it-and-deal-with-it-when-the-time-comes" feeling.