Saturday, August 14, 2004
I love shopping! I hate Olympics!
I did it again! Guess how much I spent at Junction 8 today. Mind you, it's just a neighbourhood heartland shopping mall.....I spent $144.60!
Bought a new wallet (again!) for $59 & a PINK sweater (finally) for $59.90 at Esprit, a Japanese (as usual) tongs for $16.90 & a cosmetic bag for $6.90 at Muji. And 2 handphone pouches for $1.90 (which is REALLY cheap). I can't imagine what will happen when I get to Japan, Taiwan or even Hong Kong. *insert dancing queen song here & change dancing to shopping* Disclaimer: I am NOT rich ok?! I have valid reasons for my retail therapy. I need to unwind. I broke down at work on Friday.
The second time I cried over work. The first was over a part-time, which is fine coz afterall it's just a part-time. But no, it's different this time round. I can't treat this like child's play. I can't afford to. I got so fucking pissed with my boss that I cried. Yes, I cry when I'm angry. Super angry. Fucking madly fumming angry. Since it's my boss, I held it within me. I wanted so much to scream at her but I can't. Her name starts with a 'B' afterall. Boss lah! Albeit I think the other name suits her just fine as well.
Colleagues told me not to bother getting so emotional over her. One even said, "Whenever she does that, I just treat her like a stupid dog barking nonsense at me. Can't be bothered." I'm not being emotional. I cry not because I'm hurt by her screamings or whatsoever. I'm just fucking pissed pissed pissed! I got out of the office with two other colleagues & started hurling vulgarities all over the place in the middle of Raffles Place which is filled with knock-off crowds at that time. It's really bad to cry in the middle of that place. People look at you as if you are some ditched, pathetic lonely girl. But I was too angry to think that far. Anyway, it's good to let everything out. It's better than exploding in front of her at least.
All thanks to Olympics & the TV page.
// she's beautifully chaotic at 10:55 PM >> 