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i bought a gorgeous, bright scarlet flaming red sony ericsson walkman phone today. i almost bought the new motorazr v3xximode that the salesguy was shoving in my face, but motorola phones are ugly, clunky and mostly fiddly clamshell-types. and i'm very fussy, so aluminium/raw circuitboard -type keypads are out. now i have not one but two phone lines-- one is from singtel and the other is my pre-existing starhub account. i also made my very first videocall (!) and several conference calls.
i've been eating a lot these days, especially at night. i have dinner at 6pm and then i have at least three other full-sized meals before i go to bed at around 4am. i bake things after midnight because it's lovely and quiet and there's no harsh sunlight, and it's nice, just listening to classical music and licking raw batter off my fingers. today i'm out of butter and i'm wondering which oil would make a decent substitute. i actually have a receipt for 7 blocks of butter, which i purchased just a week ago on friday the 13th, and it scares me to think that somewhere inside my body, at least three 250g blocks of butter might be coating my organs, fondue-style. i'm tutoring again tomorrow and i still have loads of things to read up on.
i also had dressmaking today and (!!!!!!) i have sewn over 30 types of skirts alone so far. i want to hurry up and move on to dresses, but god knows when that will be, since i'm too scared to ask. i've spent over $800 so far on the course and still have 6 months' worth of fees left to go, and it's ridiculous-- i'm paying the full school fees a fashion student would pay because this is essentially a diploma course, except i'm not in the least bit interested. i'll be going off to university in a few months, and none of this will matter. i guess i'm just being a masochist by forcing myself to endure something i used to scoff at, and detest. in the process, though, i've been pleasantly surprised at my progress. if i endure both dressmaking and driving for the next few months (or in the case of driving, possibly a few years), it'd be such a huge personal accomplishment.
i'm hoping to learn how to cook daily meals, instead of fancy, sinful, impractical things like flourless chocolate cakes and deep-fried jelly doughnuts. i'm also hoping to learn to iron clothes, since i've never, ever, ironed anything (not even a t-shirt!). i'm probably damned, but we use a steam iron that seems to work wonders, so that might save me a bit. i want to be the fucking jill of all trades, and i want to be kickass like ms christiane amanpour. i want to be tough and fierce, yet really nice and approachable. i want to live a crazy and hectic life filled with lots of traveling and yet i never want to leave bukit timah, let alone singapore, ever. i want to be more brave and independent and yet i want someone to drive me around, protect me, and treat me like a child. i want someone to fuss over and pamper and spoil, but i also want to be treated similarly.
this made me smile today:
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