Updating blogs

Seriously, I've never blogged like this before. I mean blogging at Pretty and Under 40. It's hard work everyday having to catch up with the latest trends, flipping the pages of fashion mags on newsstands and clicking & clicking & clicking for untold hours. My goodness!

You really got to check out the blog. Nevermind if you're a guy; getting acquainted with the fashion world & knowing that it really isn't all that expensive is priceless. At least you have very good reasons to stop your girlfriend from splurging unwisely for a pair of stockings at TOPSHOP.

There's a lot of satisfaction at the end of every day (despite having to fight for the comp with the 2 men in my life)! There's a lot of plans for this blog and am looking forward to the next phase. There's a next phase? Of course, sweetie!

Updated: Pretty and Under 40

I spent the whole day updating Pretty and Under 40. Indeed, there is so much to update. And to my astonishing discovery, there are so many blogshops in Malaysia alone. I'm not sure how profitable they are, but it only makes me happier because there's so much to shop... I mean look around *grins*

Do drop by to check it out.

xoxo

Pretty and Under 40

I've been busy working on my new blog.
No, I'm not closing this down.
Just extending my blogscope.
I realized that I spent most of my time googling for e-shops and drooling over the pretty lil' things there.
So I thought, why not share this obsession with the rest *grins*

Pretty and Under 40 is my latest pride & joy.
Someone asked, what's pretty and why under 40?
The clothes, the belts, the knick-knacks, the shoes, the collectibles, etc are pretty.
And it's under 40 because I personally believe that things that pretty things ain't expensive. And it's my personal stand to not splurge on anything I lay eyes on that are above RM40.

Hence Pretty and Under 40 is dedicated to those who loves it pretty and wants it cheap - like below RM40.
Watch this space, always!

P/s: Do let me know if you've spotted anything that fits the bill.

maybe I should...

There are too many pretty things in the world today. I was marvelling over Leng's rose bunches hairclip last Sunday, and it's sold out today. Shucks! Her stuff are often sold out in a matter of days. And I'm always too late! And from what I gather about my students' business, they are doing well too.

Hermm... if it's that profitable, maybe I should....

Next holiday, Perth

It's the fourteenth, and both Daniel and I are not ready for our holidays yet. Thank goodness we've got our accomodations sorted out. But till now, we've yet to decide where to go and what to do in Perth. It's not my fault! It was 'the man' who couldn't decide whether to play by ear when we're there or to go on a planned trip.

Nevertheless, we've got our air tix ready, visa's done, dinner parties planned, and of course shopping money ready in our pockets. I even bought myself a new bottle of sunblock for my beach escapade. If you've been to Cottlesloe and Scarborough, you'll come back not wanting to go to Pangkor or Tioman anymore. And not to mention how these 2 turned me into a beach junkie.

I can't wait to touch down and breathe the air of limitless shopping... I mean adventure. I'll leave you with a fraction of my coming most thrilling holiday ever - a picture of the Cottlesloe beach.

Moonlight Resonance

In class:
Student: Miss Kinsan, you look tired. Are you ok?
Me: No, I'm not ok. I haven't had enough sleep.
Student: Oh... is it because of work?
Me: No. It's because I have been watching Moonlight Resonance (a TVB serial) till the wee hours of the morning.
Students: Yeah... we totally understand.

Seriously, you won't understand unless you've watched this particular serial. Having watched it in the last 5 days (and I'm already at Episode 37 of 40), I'm already feeling like a junkie. It's like shooting heroin into my blood stream, I can never get enough of it. I tell myself every night, "this will be my last for the night" and it won't be until I finish another 2 more episodes. I'm totally addicted to Moonlight Resonance.



I'll echo with the rest that it is a great show. It's so engaging that out of 5 nights, I've dreamt about the show twice - once where the characters became part of my dream, and the other where I was one of the characters in the drama. It's definitely giving me more morning blues than ever. I got to work for class. I drove at 80km/j on the fast lane. I was most of the time disoriented.

But have you ever wondered what is it with such obsession for Chinese serials? Well, I have. Not only wondered but studied, researched, and wrote a paper about it too! Seriously! (I majored in Media Analysis back in uni).

There are 2 possible reasons: these larger than life serials are (1) a portrayal of lives that we can never live but dream to have, and (2) a portrayal of lives that are reflective of our true selves, but only less magnified and most of the time disguised.

And true enough, minus the drama, the good looks, the bad lucks, the exaggerations, the coincidences, the over the top lifestyles, in Moonlight Resonance, I find pieces of myself in the characters. It's like seeing myself in the drama. And Daniel even concurred that I'm no different from the evil stepmother. Not a pleasing comment at all, but I partially agree with him. I probably possess 0.0253% of her evilness.

Anyway, final note to self: MUST FINISH THE FINAL 3 EPISODES TONIGHT, and I'll be over and done with this.

Unless you're stupid or something, getting the message isn't hard

I was dissed by my favorite doctor. Alright, maybe I dissed him instead.

I was at his clinic wanting to buy some cream for my ezcema. And it cost me RM12. I gave the nurse RM50 but she said she didn't have change for that. I told her the same - either RM50 or RM100. She gave me a poker face and said 'No' and walked away.

Fine, I thought it's one of those business practice where they try to keep as much small change as possible for emergency purposes. I waited for another nurse to come by and shove the RM50 to her. Again, my note was rejected.

I stood there inrelentlessly. I wasn't going to move until someone gives me my change and cream! Well, not until my doctor saw me. He wasn't stern but made it clear that he doesn't have change and that was final. I got his message.

I left the clinic to do a little unnecessary shopping just to break my money. Of course I did walked out from there with my cream and also a lesson learnt - that it's no rocket science to get the message.

Seriously, when someone tells you that they don't have it, or stop calling because I don't know, or call someone else instead of me NUMEROUS TIMES, you better get the message. Unless of course you are stupid or something.

I hate holidays

Sleeping in.

Googling.

Channel surfing.

Meeting people.

Munching.

Facebooking.

Channel surf again.

2 hours nap.

Googling again.

Catching up with the Carebears like twice in a week.

Movies.

A week in life of a teacher who's on a break. Frankly, I hate holidays. I hate the fact that I'm not working. And I hate going to the malls and holidays when the whole world is there. I dislike crowds. I dislike having to wait. (You're reading about someone who only goes to the hair saloon when the whole world is working).

I am a workaholic. I don't know what will become of me when December comes.