the stories from odds & ends

I bought new shoes from Charles and Keith but they are two seasons old. Some people will never be caught dead in them, but not me. My current shoes desperately need to be thrown away. I must be one of those rare few who actually visit a cobbler to mend their shoes (mine are not expensive shoes by the way). i have brought my shoes to the doctor a few times already but I think it is time that I let them die permanently.

Have you recently walk Orchard Road? No, that is fine. Have you seen the extravagance of today’s youth? No? Well now, open your eyes to the profligate, the excessive! They look no more than 20, dressed in designer rags, are well-groomed-head to toe, on their arms are branded IT bags, shopping bags from various luxury brands, the cameras in their hands are digital SLRs… and the list goes on and on…

I look at them and man do I feel a pang of envy. Come on, I would be lying if I said I did not feel anything. Fortunately, I understand that life dishes with an unsteady hand, so the amount of rice everyone gets differs. Being wealthy does not mean being happy and contented, but it sure helps to promote it! I guess, I just have to work for my happiness… don’t worry… that is quite easy for me. Chatting with my cousin always bring a smile to my face, and theirs too. Today is no exception. I love making people happy, it is my illness. Making others laugh makes me grin from inside out. But I also like to bring about annoyance and hair-pulling madness. I think that is just as hilarious. Hahaha. Plus, it sure as hell, makes a deeper impression. ;)

Break-up stories make me sad. They have a direct line to my heart. When i heard a highly publicized one today told in third person, I felt my heart crush inward… and then, another comment about not wanting to hurt a relationship gave me further pause….

今天我好像冤枉好人了。可能是自己太不懂事，太没经验，把一件事当成另一回事。嗐。。。我感到很不好意思，我这么讲话没经过大脑呢？不知道我到的伤到他没有？I am just myself… and I guess I am trouble sometimes…