my sweet girls
well, i got paid last week for the maxis ad i shot and so on friday spent one glorious day of unselfish, mature and virtous shopping with sharon after a sumptuous meal at dome (had the sandwhich - was craving). bought a truckload of goodies but what was quite interesting was what happened when sharon and i went to the body shop.
well, there has been this particular bronzer i've been eyeing there and decided that since i had the dough for it, why the heck not eh?! so, when paying, the uhmmm... lady behind the counter started yappering about the promo they were having. i honestly wasn't at all interested - i just wanted my bronzer and to get outta there - but it turned out that if i bought another product, i could get a discount. but my 'discount' turned into 41 bucks of free soap. and at the end, i had to pay 97 instead of 98 for the bronzer. basically, it was like they were trying desperately hard to get rid of their soaps. i got a discount if i agreed to take them! so i did...
although i did have a wonderful splurging all of that dosh on myself, i must admit that i did get a little frustrated at one point or another. in order to match the jackets i had just bought, i wanted to get a new pair of black pants. my guess ones have gone awol ever since i came back from manila. anyways, i found a really nice pair that both the jit and myself adored and was even more pleased to find that it came in a size 0; as in zero by marciano. but to my usual disappointment they still didn't fit. they were waaaaay too big for me.
later on, sharon and i met up with doulat for diavola din dins at chinoz and so happened to bump into beng chai and black. chai and black didn't stay long with us though and by eight 'raja' not 'driver' came to pick sharon and i up from klcc.
the rest of the weekend i pretty much sat around moping and kicking myself in the rear to get my assignment done. i did eventually (thank god) and got to see my squishy yesterday. spent the day with him and ended up skipping jazz. i had forgotten to grab my jazz pants and shoes on the way out in my frantic rush to catch my honking cab. you get the picture.
imikinz
iman will be getting spayed friday morning. going to drop her at the vet on thursday since i'm taking ili and i hope my iman back on friday itself. going to miss her even though it's just one night.
love watching him while he sleeps
i can't wait for tomorrow. was supposed to have a dinner date with sharon but will be pushing that to thursday instead. tomorrow i'm going to take my yayang to saisaki and then maybe for stealth or vice versa. i dunno. either way, i'm hyped.
been feeling like crap again off late. it's quite weird. pretty much nobody knows what's been going on with me and the daily shit i have to put up with. scarily, i can see myself veering towards becoming what i once was - recluse. in junior school (i was traumatised) i never bothered with anybody or with making friends for the exact same reason why i can't bring myself to smile even when i'm with my friends. but when shit continued throughout high school i was all right because i had already gotten over it. maybe even used to it. but now that i have seen and felt and lived knowing how things can be and should be i find it even harder to get over. maybe i will, maybe i won't. i know i should forgive but really, how much more? how many more hits? how many more delusions?
today is tuesday and all i am going to do is watch desperate housewives as i do religiously and totally binge on the peanut butter m&m's that lilykins brought back for me (thanks lily! muah!). shaun and i have come to the conclusion that i like to watch shows about really screwed up people because watching it makes me feel better about my own circumstances. i'm actually not alone. the show's actually starting soon. gotta go.
squishy giving his bunny a kiss