Road to Recovery
‘Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing’, oh yea, the annoying fire alarm just went off AGAIN, sending disturbing vibes to my brain!
This stupid fire alarm, well, it practically goes off every once a while, like 3-4 times in a day few months back. Very reliable fire alarm system we have here, VERY… I can’t imagine the real case of fire, how many people would actually care to leave their laptops alone and run for their dear lives. Ever heard of the story of Shepherd And The Wolf?
Anyway, today has been a good day for me. Just like Mr. S** (I don’t think I wanna spend a good 10 years as a jailbird - consequence of blah-ing about this man), the Korean client of ours put it in his email, saying ‘I hope today is first day on greatest week’. Now it got me wonder how did he manage that line when his command of English, shall we say, is very limited. Just this afternoon, I sent him an email, which I think was simple enough to be understood. His reply, apart from ‘I hope today is first day on greatest week’, the rest is really trash not what I’ve asked for. Amazing, ain’t it? I spent the next 2 minutes laughing my head off… and spend the next 30 minutes or so constructing another email even a toddler would understand. It’s tough, you know! I’ve been watching patiently since then. No reply from this man. Hmmm, maybe he’s checking his dictionary?
Anyway, today is such a productive day! *Looking at To-Do list* 10 out of 12 tasks are done! Crossing out the task is so satisfying!! So here I am, partly promted by the false fire alarm; calling it a day by blogging here without feeling a tiny bit of guilt! He he… Speaking of the power of organizing your time wisely… *smug*
I am so proud of myself! So so so so proud of my self control! It’s almost flawless. I am finally a grownup with so much power over temptations. It’s all about control, or some said mind over matter. Think poverty, think people who hasn’t got enough to survive. Yes yes, I’ve been thinking about all that and the end result? Ta da, a totally recovered shoppaholic for ya! Did I mention that am a binge shopper, by the way… *grin*
It’s really a big deal, ok! It’s been 2 months a 2 weeks without such self indulgence! We are talking about a girl who used to shop weekly. WEEKLY, you get it? See, I am still standing 
Oh by the way, I just bought some really cute hair clip with flowers on it last Saturday. It’s really cuuuute and they are so cheap!! (if you compare the price tag with the one in Evita) Everyone should go to the flea market at the Curve for little things like that. So you see, that DOES NOT count as shopping. I didn’t get it in a mall Besides, I hardly spent a fortune on it!
Yesterday, my mum and I headed to Secret Recipe, Summit for lunch after church. Our eyes were tranfixed on the colourful sandals arranged neatly on the rack. Unconsciously, we walked towarsds those candy-like sandals. ‘Can I try it on? I need a size XS, please?’ I heard myself saying to the sales girl. Don’t be silly, I was just trying it on because this pair of sandals (Croc) is nothing like what I have. Gone are the pointy front and also the 3" heels! It’s really comfy! ‘Oh well, it’s not what I usually wear. I’m sorry. But you gonna be around, right?’ I asked the sales girl. ‘Yes, till 5pm’, she said.
Lunch was great! I had MeatBall Spaghetti and mum Mexican Chicken Chop (something like that). Dessert was yummy American Choc! It’s heaven! It’s been so long I tasted something so delicious like that.
*During Lunch*
‘Mum, you think I should get that sandals. It’s really cute. Look at the pink and the yellow ones. Aren’t they just plain striking. The yellow ones look like Pua Chu Kang’s boots! Which colour do you like?’ I casually asked, looking very nonchalant. ‘16 colours they have. But still the pink ones look nice and sweet.’ ‘Mum, I want it… the pink one.’
On our way home, I carried my first pink Croc in one hand and some earrings on the other.
Well, a few pair of earrings wouldn’t actually hurt my account, would it? Besides, they barely cost a thing…
and yeah, am a recovered shopaholic!
