confessions of a teenage shopaholic

Growing up, I never did a lot of shopping. The most I ever did was once in a couple of months, with the exceptions of major sales time such as Boxing Day and End of Financial Year. Other than that, my cousin would always give my sister and I clothes that she didn't want anymore. Funnily enough, quite a lot of them had tags still on them.

I used to go shopping with my family a lot. Mum would always pay and Dad and my brother would just linger around - sometimes managing to buy something. My mum always bought more stuff compared to my sister and I. But that's nothing unusual, I remember she used to have a phase of buying perfume - tonnes and tonnes of them.

Now-a-days though, I go shopping by myself. I don't like going with anyone. Just myself is fine. Though on rare occasions I do find myself tagging along as someone else shops. But mainly, I like going by myself.

I treat shopping as the time where I can relax a little and just have fun, especially since I do most of my shopping after uni. It's like a stress-reliever - I can forget about all the crap that I have to do for uni and for an hour an a bit, I can enjoy doing nothing (not that I don't do that at home...)

I never had to worry about clothes back in high school. I just had to rock up with my uniform - nothing less, nothing more. But now that I'm in uni, I'm faced with the challenge of having to pick outfits every single day. I'm starting to get the hang of it, but it's still quite difficult.

I think this is mainly due to the fact that I'm not a very 'fashionable' person. My main goal is to feel comfortable in my clothes while at the same time not stick out as a sore thumb. I don't necessarily know what looks good with each other and 'balance' my clothes out with contrasts in colour and what-not, but hey, at least I care about what I wear.

CHALLENGE: DO SOMETHING NEW EACH MONTH

I decided to do this a while ago, and actually did one this month. Now I'm finally going to blog about it :D


CHALLENGE o1: Wear high heels for ONE day.
I don't wear high heels unless it's a special occasion. It's not my thing for one reason and one reason only - THEY FREAKING KILL. Seriously, it's like they were invented to test the endurance of women.

Since I don't go out on Saturday and Sunday, I decided to wear them during the week, but since I have no day offs, I ended up wearing them as I run around my uni. Not my idea of fun. Especially since I do a lot of running/walking in a day.

But on that day, I was meeting up with Karen. So for her, I was walking around city. Thank goodness we were at Pepperoni's for more than an hour so I could let my poor feet rest. But by the end of the day, I dreaded every step I took. The only motivation I had was the reminder that I survived formal last year...

Which didn't really last that long. After I dropped Karen off at the traffic lights, ha ha, I walked to my street, found an inconspicuous area and took them off. I walked home with no shoes. BEST. DECISION. EVER.

Worst thing about wearing these heels were the pain that last till the next 2 day. That's right, TWO days. Even after two night's rest, I could still feel the after-effects. I don't understand how women can wear these shoes on a regular basis and still smile with glee. I guess my uncle was right - they don't feel no pain cause they don't got no nerves.

Anyways, the only quirk I got out of it was being a little taller than usual. Apart from that, I didn't really think there was a benefit to wearing heels that kill.

I don't think I'll repeat this anytime soon.

Hope ft. Jason Mraz - Love Love Love

I feel old...

They were so bulky! I actually have this monitor, it's a Mitsubishi.

It's made from wood and it's got the pretty dials. That's my TV alright!

During my OPTICS classes, my lecturer has gone through technologies such as televisions, projectors, cameras etc. Essentially, anything that involves optics and light. He generally goes through the history or timeline of these products and then continue with the technological advances that have taken place.

I find it amusing that I actually still have a lot of the 'old' technologies lying around my house. Like how my dad still has his film camera back from the late 1980s-early 1990s. IT STILL WORKS! He actually forgot to develop my Holy Communion pictures so when he finally got around to doing it (4-5 years too late dad!), the film was partially damaged. And then there are CRT TVs and computer! I'm suprised that I still have them.

The CRT computer is running on Windows 98. Oh yeah, it's that old. As for for the CRT TV, I had 2 but now we only have one. The one we chucked out was really really really old though. As in, it was made out of WOOD! WOOOOOD!

Oh, there's also the VHS :D

Anywho, I feel old whenever I think of this stuff. But at least I have memories of these items. Kids these days will grow up without probably ever seeing any of these items in real life. Instead, they'll be stuck looking at pictures and just think -'man is my lecturer old'

Claude Kelly - Love You to Death

If love was enough
Then why do I cry
Why do I hear myself
Saying goodbye

Along for the dates
When I was naive
When you'd say those 3 words
And I would believe

I wish that I could
Forgive and forget
But you've told so many lies
I've got nothing left

A dog is a dog
Can't teach him the tricks
You are who you are
And that's all that there is

[CHORUS]
I wanna believe you can change like you promise me
But I got keep on holding my breath
Coz I'm watching you break my heart, and it's killing me
So I refuse to stay and love you to death
I wont, love you to death
(I wont), love you to death
(I wont), no baby I can't
(I wont), love you to death
No matter how much you pay
(I wont), this is the end
(I wont), coz baby I can't
(I wont), love you to death

If all that there was
Was you working late
I'd understand
And baby I'd be okay

But I met the girl
And I know her name
Too late for apologies
You should be ashamed

I wish that I could
Forgive and forget
But you've told so many lies
I've got nothing left

A dog is a dog
Can't teach him the tricks
You are who you are
And that's all that there is

[CHORUS]

This time now I tried my very best
I gave myself one hundred percent
But I can't take this blatant disrespect
So maybe you love (you love) how much it hurts

[CHORUS]