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Shopping Spree
Saturday, January 08, 2005

i just couldnt believe how much i spent in just 3 hours in Mid Valley. though i try to keep in my mind there's other people esp. the tsunami who were much more in need..


but, like what people say shopping is retail theraphy.. no matter how big the stress you had, it will just go away but probably come back when you look up the resit in your purse.....


after more than half k spend, there's still some stuff that i need to buy and it's not that cheap.. if not i'm already bought it yesterday..


like i said to the guy in Kamal bookstore (the place where all med-student swamps everytime they went back to m'sia) when he was showing me all these med-books that have invisble title "get me-you'll-get-HD" : "if my dad is here, you can shove any 200 bucks books right on his face and he'll pay.. but, at the moment, you just only had his poor daughter that still has a long list of things to buy"


minus that, the books in Kamal is undeniably CHEAP (M'sian like cheap stuff), that would make me true Malysian plus the constant whinging.. give this, a book that cost nearly AUS$60 in Aussie, only cost me RM58 = $20... i can start a business and use that money to travel if not shopping...


since, i've already got that small pocket book-with-the-content-that-only-made-it-like-5000pages-book.. means i have to start study again *sigh*


just think what 2 month holiday have done to my brain... it just froze and probably need a hot summer melbourne weatherto unfreeze it, but, then i'm off to the beach...


cant wait to get back to Melbourne is the right word.. but, i just love staying at home at the moment despite being constantly used as a non-paid worker ... love being a big sister to all these kid at home (read : giving orders), hearing my mom complaint about my lack-of-visit to the kitchen and all the things that i cant or wont have in Melbourne


give it or take it
&faded to grey at 1/08/2005 02:32:00 pm♥

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