Questions i know you are dying to get them answered
1. Oh my gosh! You are blogging again!
Technically, that is not a question. But what the hell, its 2.30 am in the morning on the first day of chinese new year (whee. i dig festivals .. love them so much.. whee.) So yes. I am blogging again simply because i am bored and i love to read what i type.
2. Why the long hiatus?
I pondered about my life, searching desperately for that one reason to go on. Should i have eaten that one more new year cookie despite knowing that 3 days from now, i will be struggling to get into my skirt and risk having that panty line. Oh how it pains me to go through this again but i have also given much thought about my relationships with people. Should i go shopping on my next date or should i give in to what he wants to do for once? NEVER!
Although all the reasons above are valid, the main reason is simply because... i forgot my stupid password.
3. Why did you forget your password?
What kind of a stupid question is that? If i know why i forget, i wouldn't end up with this problem in the first place right?
I almost gave up trying to recover the password and just start a new blog anyway but i realise i don't know what to put as a suitable name. I mean gucci and prada is already taken. So i thought what the heck, let me try one last time or i will just open the first book on my table and take the first word or phrase that caught my eye and make that into the address of my new blog.
Let's try that anyhow,
"job of realising Hitler's ambition"... to take over the world? hmmm i like but that sounds like busy work. Work takes time away from shopping and that is a sin. I shall just deal with my day job.
Forget it, let's not. Shall do that another day.
W asked me why can't i just click on that link that allows me to revive my dead password from that happy place that dead passwords go to.. Like pressing the reset button when your hero died because you fell off the cliff in the game and miraclously, he will be be back, dropped from the sky nonetheless. Or you could use a cheat and then he will have infinite lives. Blogspot... you might want to think of this aspect a little more. Infinite password or something. or whatever.
So, i did that but it says it will send the password to my email account. So problem solved? NO.. Thinking that i will one day have this problem (am i psychic or what) where i forget my password (hahah!) , i had actually saved the same password for both my blog and the email. Nicely done, Julia!
Thank goodness, my alternate email was in place.
4. So what have you been up to?
I got contact lenses but i lost the right side after trying it on once. Seriously, i am doing such a fine job i might just cry. But it wasn't that comfortable so i decide that i should probably not open a new box and seek an exchange from the optician. So problematic, arent I?
I wonder sometimes, why do human beings love pain so much? Look at the high heels that females wear and contact lenses tops the list. Why do i keep poking myself in the eye for no apparent reason and the vision wasn't even that clear. But still, i have paid for it. I am jolly well wearing until i get used to it.
On a side event, my optician commented that i have big teardrops that will surely cause any guy to bow to my whims if i cry. Oh she does not know W and his resilience and resistance to them. I told her seriously that i am actually an upcoming actress and the director told me its either real tears or the highway.
Hahahaha. But seriously, i told her that i am an actress just not in that much detail. And she laughed so spontaneously that i can't help feeling a little insulted. Why? I am cannot be actress meh? Why laugh until so happy?
Oh i have also cut my hair short. I like my new look and i am planning to just let it grow to shoulder length at most and then trim it short.
Everyone is telling me i look better in this and that permed hair was so wrong. What the hell. When i have permed hair, everyone told me permed hair was better and straight hair was so wrong. KNS!
My mum as usual, thinks everything i do is just wrong. Her stereotype of looking good is looking like a primary school teacher with boring hair, bespectacled, long flowy skirt, pink blouses and a bag full of marked papers. With maybe an apple in it too. This teacher looking person will wear low heels cos flats and high heels are too radical. When she laughs, she will cover her mouth and eats her food daintily with her legs crossed. Chew it for x times before she swallows and at night, brush her long hair x times to maintain shine. Her room will be spick and span and she doesn't spend much money on shopping or make up or anything at all. But she will give most of her earnings to her mum for safe keeping.
Hahaha. i realise i am none of the above except maybe for being bespectacled. Seriously, there is nothing wrong with looking like the above but it is not me. Yet, when she look at magazines, she will comment that i dress very boring. I mean that may be true to others but WOw. what i described above it is too radical for our times.
Simply put, it is her lifelong mission to go against whatever i am doing.
Alright. No more questions. It is good to be back.
