it's times like these; when i can hear my window pane rattling, the wind outside howling, the trees shaking and leaves violently rustling .... that i'm ever so glad to be safe at home, tucked under the covers.

shopping day!

what a glorious day!

the weather was breezy - neither hot nor cold - NGR's GAP jumper was suffice, worn over my sailor style jersey dress, grey stirrups, gold slippers. the girls and i packed ourselves into L's adorable can-of-sardines car and drove off to bluewater for a shopping daytrip. hurray!

first stop: topshop.

the loot - i walked off with a GORGEOUS silky crepe playsuit in black, with folds of fabric making up a draped neckline. i narrowed it down from the initial 6 items to the final 2. i must admit, it was truly a tough call; i had to decide between

a) said playsuit




and b) cream minidress with a hot pink lipstick print.
i'm not exaggerating here, it actually looked really good on me plus i felt super slim in it (i couldn't help but continuously sneak peeks in the dressing room mirrors). boning does WONDERS for the human form; it was boned throughout the bustier and teensy gathers below the waistline made it puff out just enough to be flattering, gradually tapering in and ending mid-thigh.

total and utter cuteness!

in the end, the playsuit trumped. backless-anything gets me every time. besides, i figured the lipstick-print dress was too distinctive. imagine this: you're at a party and someone else is wearing the same dress, you don't stand a chance at all. at least with the playsuit, you can dress it up and accessorize differently. also, i felt that a little sophistication would do me well. for one, i don't have anything like that in my wardrobe.

what can i say? when in doubt, opt for black.

needless to say, i spent the remainder of our time at bluewater wandering around with my head firmly in the clouds, daydreaming about my brand new ultrasleek playsuit; when and where to make its first appearance (house party vs. club), bare legs vs. tights, shoes (sexy leopard print stilettos/black+cream ankle boots/white faux snakeskin t-bars), accessories (tricky neckline calls for simple/minimal accessories - no necklaces, chunky bangles? gold hoop earrings?) hair (sexy chic - slight wave, a little untamed/messy, bangs brushed to the side)

ahh... i'm in love...

the subsequent trips to urban outfitters and zara proved equally fruitful. zara/- A disappeared for ages, eventually emerging with a cute black halter minidress and a fluffy caramel coloured angora jumper whilst L went for casual chic with a striped long-sleeved button down shirtdress and a long flowy cardi in cream + various gifts from UO.

drink(s) of choice: starbucks.

it was 5 hours later when we headed home, the sky had turned the most breathtaking shade of dusty pink, with hints of fluorescent orange highlighting the silhouette of the clouds. one of the most beautiful sights to behold...

it was a very good day indeed.

online grocery shopping!

*edit

alas! the day has come. i have attained a higher level of sloth, i. am. sloth. or... maybe this is just an indicator of how i can't be arsed to leave my flat, walk into chav-tham and buy groceries. i'd rather starve (good for losing that extra 5kg) or survive on instant food (campbell soup, instant porridge, milo 3-in-1, mee goreng) - which i have been for the past 6 months - till i wake up one day and find that i've turned into an instant noodle.

winter is over, so why aren't my hibernation tendencies leaving me? spring is (supposedly) here; time to frolic in the sun! but ahh.. the infamously unpredictable uk weather has decided to act up once again; leaving us with hot summer illusions one week (think: no coat, no jeans. just tights and thongs - footwear, not underwear) followed by SNOW! the next. i had made up my mind to don a pretty frock and run some errands (groceries included) on sunday, but then i awoke to find it snowing. again.

[ it was a truly spectacular sight, i must admit. i whipped out my camera and took some videos for mandili - i know how much they wanted to see it snow in rochester. sitting in bed, propped against the window sill, still wrapped in my comforter, chatting on the phone with the lover and watching snowflakes swirling around in circles - it was so very soothing on my nerves. one of the most perfect ways to start my sunday morning - almost beats sleep-in-sundays. almost. ]

hence, i present you with ONLINE GROCERY SHOPPING! - the best thing to happen to me to since luncheon meat (which i most definitely stocked up on) along with all my basic necessities: bread, milk, eggs, juice, fruits, rice, pasta, pasta sauce, cheese, ham, dark chocolate & ginger cookies.. etc. the list goes on.. and on. this ensures that i don't have to leave my flat for the remaining 6 weeks of school (i hope) or at least until my deadlines are over next week. with the bill i rung up, i have a feeling most of it will last till summer - which is basically when we have to get our asses (so american, the boy would say) out of halls.

note: the last time i was this psyched about something over the internet was when i had to book my driving lessons online, i compared it to stocks and shares. oooh.... exciting.

spring is here!

this is my idea of heaven... honestly, i can't even begin to describe how faneffingtastic this feels.

my submission's over. what a weight off my shoulders, literally. it's such a relief - to be able to breathe normally again. i haven't slept properly in days so this hyperness you're currently witnessing is me running on pure adrenaline, anticipating the eventual crash and burn.

status: out of the shower and straight into bed. chillin' in my bathrobe, hair wrapped turban-style, propped up against my pillows and drowning in my fluffy comforter *deep sigh of contentment* at long last, i had a bath - my hair's been washed and conditioned, my skin feels fresh/clean/taut and all of my nerve senses seem to be simultaneously moaning in pleasure (from the extended blast of hot water).

god i don't ever wanna get out of bed. as it is, i've arranged everything so that all my basic necessities are within an arm's length. the furthest i'm willing to go is.. my desk. anything beyond that is not worth the effort. laptop? check! brownies? (i decided to indulge myself today, and am pigging out on the sainsbury brownies sitting innocently on my bed) check! milk? check! good book? check! phones? check check! if anyone knocks on my door tonight, i'm feigning ignorance. hey, but what are the odds of that happening? *smirk*

after handing in my work, love and i left school and headed to town together. there was a spring/bounce in my step that wasn't there before.. i spied with my little eye; bright yellow and purple flowers blooming on the hill - SPRING IS HERE! i've never seen a more beautiful sight! i was forewarned about the month of february; the peak of winter, the deathly cold, the depressing lack of sunshine, the hibernation tendencies, the putting on of weight.. before i knew it, february came and left is leaving! the air seems fresher, the sun seems to shine brighter - the world seems to be even more glorious than when i last saw it.

MAJOR SHOPPING DAY
at everyone's favourite stop for disposable fashion: primark. my tummy was surprisingly flat - probably wishful thinking on my part, in addition to the fact that i hadn't consumed anything at all today - the look: sexy secretary. i left with a high-waisted pencil skirt and some thongs [as in the footwear, not the underwear. i don't do thongs.] in preparation for spring/summer 08 (2 GBP a pair, i couldn't resist, they were calling out my name!) in an undescribable neon-ish green, but not quite.

as i strolled home i decided to zip into the vintage store down the street from halls. browsing the racks of the women's section proved futile, nothing catching my eye. however, i reaped an unexpected reward - read: a gorgeous vintage men's dress shirt - whilst moseying around the men's section. the second i laid my eyes on it, i knew i had to have it. + sweet pintuck detailing on the chest [like most dress shirts] and super soft/luxurious to the touch.

plus, it had the cutest label ever, i'm a sucker for pretty things that way *rolls eyes*

i tried it on with my pencil skirt; it was love at first sight. just what i had in mind, paired with heeled ankle boots. worn alone, i mentally pictured it with my mum's vintage bowtie-looking belt cinching the waist and black opaque tights, maybe converses. or flats. could go either way. i was so enamoured by it (that and i was too lazy to change back into my clothes) i asked the lady manning the shop if i could walk out wearing the shirt *grin* always wanted to do that.

when it came time to pay up, i rooted around my purse and came up short! i only had 5 GBP, the shirt was 8.50 GBP *pout* with no HSBC atm around for miles, and the shirt already on my back, images of me scrubbing the floor to pay for the difference came to mind. in a stroke of luck, the lady shrugged and said that 5 GBP would do. *claps hands in glee* my first words: seriously?!? i was worried she would get in trouble with her boss, turns out she IS the boss.

i salute you, ladyboss! as you can tell, i'm not used to random acts of kindness..

what a steal! see, not having cash on you CAN be a good thing. hee hee.

tra la la la la... damn. if only i didn't have class tomorrow, i would pack up and head straight for NGR's :(:(:( sigh. missing the boy already.

on repeat: "the greatest" cat power,
"all i need" radiohead.

brrrr.

the weather today is frighteningly miserable.

first it was swelteringly humid in the morning, now the wind is sending a chill straight to the bone. i even turned stan the man's replacement heater on and surprise surprise, it works.

i took a short nap in the evening and when i woke up, it was freeeeezing. i slipped on a robe and padded around my apartment like that, bleary eyed and messy haired - because i. can't. care. less. i had some hot chicken soup with croutons and bread for dinner. yum. (not from scratch, from the box)

in a while, i'm gonna have to get ready to go out. partytime! in all honesty, i'm not really in the mood to get prettied up but it's a friday night (you know how i am about dressing up on fridays' even if you have nowhere to go) and i'm not bothered that it's a house party. i want to wear a dress anyway!

bite me.

it's days like these; breezy carefree cool, that make you wanna throw on a prettily embroidered top, crisp tailored shorts, flip flops, strand of colourful beads, wispy little cardigan, dump all your knick knacks into an oversized sack of a bag - and you're good to go!

[too bad, in the midst of all that kooky carefree-ness, i left the cardigan behind - hanging forlornly in my wardrobe. ]

i must emphasize how often i find myself clamouring after the ever-so-perfect weather that was demonstrated earlier on in the day ie; the chilly breeze you feel prior to an approaching storm and/or immediately after a shower has ended.

gen and i have taken on a recent unanimity in our decisions of late. first, the suggestion to stay in, popping out nearby for some takeaway, namely spizza - smoked salmon pizza. [we had sushi instead, fyi. ] the trek over to forum paid off eventually, as we were rewarded not only with no queue hence no waiting period, we were also treated to yummy sushi (that really hit the spot)! also, we both agree that we have no qualms with paying for good food these days. *nods*

second, opting for a long walk home and a quiet night sprawled out in bed with a DVD (hugh grant is ridiculous in music & lyrics!) instead of partying away - as most youngsters would be doing on a saturday night.

AND SO, we feel that we are getting old. fat. and lazy. okay, minus the fat. just old and lazy.

what am i rambling on about? i should be sleeping. goodnight!

caine says: you're really high.

caine says:
because you're high on the weather
It's a wonderful world. says:
yes i am
It's a wonderful world. says:
i LOVE LOVE LOVE this weather
It's a wonderful world. says:
i love almost being blown away
It's a wonderful world. says:
i hate my hair sticking to my lipgloss though.

it's highly annoying
It's a wonderful world. says:
but i love the fact that i have to struggle to walk
It's a wonderful world. says:
you know, it's like in the movies, where you have to hold onto a lamppost and the rest of you gets blown until you're almost horizontal
caine says:
you're really high.

i love love love the rain.

*EDIT

i'm having a good hair day *(again).

that in itself is such an uncommon occurence that it warrants a post solely for the purpose of declaring that miracles can happen. hee

also, i'm here to proclaim my love for every single rainy day the past month and it's continued presence into january. the rain MADE december december, i tell you.

i love love love the rain.
i love it in my hair, and on my face
the sensation on the tips of my fingers
and possibly on my toes.
i love twirling an umbrella
as i stroll in the drizzle
drip drop pitter patter

oh god, here i go rambling random nonsense again...

but i do so love the rain.

*in a similar fashion,
i also love the little miss sunshine soundtrack.

i feel happy listening to it.
very nostalgic, and very dreamy
head-in-the-clouds type of feeling
makes me wanna lick an ice cream and skip around.

now, doesn't that just make you feel yummy?
yes? no? hmm. maybe it's just me :)

i loved today.

i loved today.

for reasons that vary, as always.

1. i absolutely ADORE cold weather.

given that i'm that someone who gets instant PMS upon experiencing humidity, it makes a whole lotta sense to lust after the exact opposite. recall my glee at zouk's new&improved airconditioning system.

hmm. since i've long given up hope of ever being that luckypieceofshit who gets to stay under covers as snug as a bug in a rug on rainy days such as these, the least i can do is to dig out my underworn winterwear and salute the weather for giving me an excuse to LAYER LAYER LAYER! three times for triple emphasis *grin*

how lovely it was to spot scarves, windbreakers and sweaters all over design (for a change). thank god winterwear can only look classy [most of the time]. i myself donned a dusty pink off-the-shoulder pullover (from hk) over a white spag top and virgi's grey tweed mini, a look which i can only conclude as: sexy secretarial.

ooh, pauline&co. said it was nice :)

2. heart-to-heart's.

being extremely open, almost to a fault, i find it surprisingly touching when people open up to me for a change. i often wonder what's on people's minds, never venturing to ask. to be on the receiving end is in fact, quite nice *smile*

conversed with oi leng today, the conversation itself shone much-needed light onto alot of 'situations'. i feel like i've let her down and disappointed her by not doing what i could have done when i could have.

now it has seemingly amounted to, simply put, nothing.

'at this point, we all appear to be hanging in the air, waiting for an expected crescendo that has been dying to happen, but all i hear is silence.'

in another h-t-h today, ms * told me something really personal, as all sessions with her are. but there was something just a little different today, she sounded genuinely grateful that i was there, that i listened.

[and she added that she was glad i enjoyed the same things that she did, thinking she was the only one who liked to spend time alone :)]

today, just for today,

i felt like nothing could bring me down.

[psst. but let's not get ahead of ourselves, shall we?]