comment.

you know, i find myself perpetually bemused by the things that people say about me, to me.

why is it that other people don't seem to get the same amount of 'feedback' in comparison to myself? do i have "PLEASE COMMENT." stamped on my forehead or something?

eg #1: i go into the computer lab and someone asks me, "why is your hair so messy?"
reply: "oh i didn't have time to comb it."

typical, right?

eg #2: i had an early morning thursday class; and we ALL KNOW how i'm not a morning person, i can't seem to stress that VI-F (very important fact) enough. i skipped the rah-rah makeup & contacts routine in exchange for my more sensibleyetfunky agar-agar toned spectacles.

very respectable, very intellectual.

FYI, my class is constructed textiles.
'lesson plan (just for me): learn to knit. i thoroughly - excuse the sarcasm here - take delight in being singled out to knit in front of the entire class. T-H-O-R-O-U-G-H-L-Y.

and so, i meet shanee!! and oli for in the canteen for lunch, all the while practising my knitting at the table. excuse me okay, prior to that, i had to sit next to CF for like half an hour (after class), just getting it right. along come _ & _ (honestly, i can't remember who said what. there were too many comments that day), gleefully taking shots at me, "eh you look like a grandma today!" cue: mad laughter.

yes, i got loads of weird looks that day, the specs, the knitting, the specs AND the knitting. whatever. by the end of the day, i was so frustrated i just wanted to stab myself with those ginormous 8mm in radius knitting needles.

eg #3: a few days back, we experienced bliss in the form of the lack of heat and humidity, resulting in my wearing my hot pink pashmina - courtesy of iris tan - to school. due to its length, i had wrapped it around my neck twice (any more and i would've suffocated.) and OF COURSE, one would expect jeering remarks such as "wah SO COLD!" (complete with exaggerated hand actions) to come one's way, alot.

in all honesty, by afternoon the morning cold had sort of simmered down to a slight breeze. but still, why can't i don a pashmina on a mildly cold day without having to defend my basic human right to do so?

strange, and we call ourselves designers yet we question the out of the ordinary. i know the 'basic human right' thing was a little OTT, what to do, i can't help being such a drama queen :)

eg #4: the same thing happened today!

i wore a thin-vintage-mint-green-floral-scarf from hk with one of my newfavourite purple lace camis and my short white gathered skirt. the second i stepped out of the house i regretted not wearing jeans, it was frickin raining and getting colder by the minute. i had initially accessorized by means of using the scarf as a sash to adorn the skirt, however upon getting on the bus, i swung it off and wrapped it around my shoulders and later around my neck.

STILL, i got the same-old
"eh, today VERY COLD AH!" -> eugene

hello? i have a legitimate reason! IT WAS COLD!

and will you believe it? MORE remarks regarding my specs,"why aren't you wearing your specs today?" me: "i'm wearing contacts." JL: "but the other day you wore specs." me: "so?" JL: "how come you wore specs that day and contacts today?" me: "why, cannot ah?"

... or something to that effect.

that's the gist of the conversation, i still don't get his point. haha. but oh well, sometimes the burden of knowledge is almost too much to bear. heh. anyway, it was all in the name of fun, so no grudges to bear or were born.

although i DID threaten to push him down the stairs if he said another word about me looking like a grandma. hee.

well, the highlight of today's comments was when i bumped into danielle and hanafie on level 3, while making my way to the loo. we were busy exchanging waves when she pointed at me and exclaimed loudly, "OHMYGOD! SHE'S SO CUTE!" *gringrin*

MAHA.

and the moral of the story is... if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all!