little enjoyments in life

like buying a full apple strudel back for the family and boyfriend... just because you saw it and wanted to.

like spending the entire afternoon till evening till it's raining, cutting and dyeing your hair. just for that extra special oomph effect. red is still the current fave and will be for a long time to come. and what an apt way to end the week, after seeing red for a good part of it.

like enjoying a morning dim sum session with star team (less von because she had to be the maria for the day...)

like seeing the heineken ad (the one with the men in their heineken storeroom out-screaming the women in their walk-in wardrobe) and still smirking at the underlying sarcasm portrayed by the men in the ad.

that aside, this week saw me confronting my nemesis, coming to terms with it and glad that i am able to convince, not only myself, but also of others, that the 30k was more than worth the experience - the sort of experience that you cannot get even if you wanted to pay the money for, the sort of experience that you cannot get even if you wanted to, even if you had 2 or 6 or 10 years ahead of me. because that is the sort of experience that carves out the person that you are, like the phoenix that rises out of the flames to prove its worth. and even if i had the power to turn back time, to give myself a choice of whether to make it happen again, i would. painful as it would have to be, that is the sort of experience that i am proud to say that i have, that no one else, even if put into the same situation, would have been able to derive, to make me the person that i am. and for that i deserve to be proud.

i've been told, over and over again, that i sound so much more matured than my age. sometimes, i mistake this as people trying to say that i look more matured than my age, which of course, is a bloody insult. but after clarification, they really do mean that i think more maturely. and i really do take it as a compliment. because that is something that even with 60k, you cannot buy it. you can say that it made me a more cynical, jaded person. but i would very much rather be jaded and cynical rather than deluded or just simply ignorant.

and funnily enough, this afternoon whilst with my fave stylist, flipping through magazine after magazine flippantly, i chanced across the horoscope section and quite accurately (for once) my horoscope said this month would see people putting me down, but all i have to do is to let my confidence shine through to prove the naysayers wrong.

just a sidenote to say that i do not believe in horoscopes, and this is what i call a pure coincidence. because i have flipped through countless horoscopes and they have always been horribly inaccurate. and i really do believe that such horoscopes in magazines are just randomly written by some really bored writer who didn't manage to impress the editors and hence condemned to write such boringly random stuff. so anyway...

confidence? never been told that i had lack of any to begin with. so, just watch.