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These days I've been devoid of emotion, my mind a total blank.
Ah the holidays have started, we all proclaim.
Anyway yesterday I did A Math at Learning Lab, it's super fun hahah. Remember geek is chic okok! And it's cool algebraic stuff, later I'm gonna drill myself with a gazillion math problems. Ah the penetration into a utopia saturated with alphabets (eh algebra lah, not english) and numbers will render me intoxicated with joy. Somehow, everytime I see a (really yummy) algebra question, I start jumping for ecstasy and immediately, a rush of adrenalin and excitement will course through my veins. (It may be equivalent to consuming ecstasy but I'm not too sure hurhur)
Yay, Sarah = Algebra's Bride. We went to the ROM already muahahahahahahahah.
(Okay okay inside joke inside joke go ask Conster Monster.)
Thankfully, a delightfully shopping spree on Saturday whetted my insatiable appetite for more clothes, bangles and such. I'm a happy kid! I want more shoes though, and clothes wahahahahah. (Um I bought a prada-inspired headband turban thingy! It looks exactly the same, with the identical satin, lush material draped with lovely royal colours of blue, purple, beige, pink, red. I bought beige though! And then I bought like 5 or 6 bangles? Whee so fun. Oh and a dress too, very quirky I likeeeee)
Um last weekend was spent working my butt off for the Business@School reflections. After much tabulation, I've come to a conclusion that I spent approximately 10 hours on the entire thing, ah according to the Conman, she claims that 'wah I've never seen you put in so much effort so something, excluding Math'. Yes I reallllly want this.
We neeeeeed a group picnic soon I think picnics are chic too! We shall devour caviar egg rolls, foie gras wrapped with pita bread ala popiahs, tenderloin beef soaked with red wine and sandwiched between two loaves of fresh, golden-brown bread (what sort of bread is this ah!) . Hahah we have no room for simple sandwiches, or those filthy bags of potato chips saturated with unthinkable amounts of trans fat (or sunflower oil, they say) or coke for that matter. We shall dine in the ultimate grandeur, hurhur. Okay okay exaggeration fine I don't even know if we're having this group picnic. All I want is to not get caught by the police for illegal gathering lah.
Oh and can someone tell me where to shop, Singapore's getting too bland for my liking. I've already scoured the usual suspects (ie. Topshop, F21, online), every nook and cranny of (pathetic) Haji Lane (please tell me what kind of lane is so damn short), gahhhhh I'm a poor, pitiful sod.
[Oh and hahahah I agree with Goddessh, high-waisted rocks! I want more high-waisted stuff yummmmmy!]
And omg thank you Melissa Luki Andreany (Yay I think I spelt it correctly?!) for helping you and rendering her guidance and patience to help me, her clueless disciple :D
I want this so so so so badly.
An email, that's all I want from you. An email that will resign, bind and lock me to my fate.
The girl who is now pigging out on a sandwich shall now bid you farewell. Ta-ta!