Day 321
Was listening to this songs as I blogged my post today
in my shop lor,
Mei mei's bday today.
I am sales girl no. 2
on Lush 99.5 online
I dont know what Jazz is that, they didnt show me the title I've just got the lyrics as they played the song.
If you need someone to take you by the hand
And help you heal your broken heart
Show you how to find the faith in love again
So you can make a brand new start
If you're looking for the man to chase away your clouds
And be your morning sun, oh baby I'm the one
Believing in tomorrow is so hard
When all your yesterdays are filled with pain
Trusting in the future isn't easy
When the past is just pouring rain
And all you need is someone who can take away
The memory of, of what he's done, oh baby I'm the one
fWah . . He sounds like my Jesus
Shoes and childhood
I am still of the world
I am kind of done with Prada, many should know by now that I am kind of a shoes fetish fanatic. I like designers comfortably, most importantly their durability. I heard someone say, yeh, get a timbreland instead, IF this durability is really your concern, you designers whore. I can't wear timbreland to work and they are ugly for female to wear. I have my Dr.Martens at home too, but don't wear it anymore, they makes me looks like Ronald Macdonalds.
Similar pair in Red somemore and yellow shoelaces. Sometimes back I wanted to look like Ronald Macdonalds during my younger days.
I went indulging in shoes when I got my first pair of Calvin Klein pumps at age 17. Oh, nonono . . . . My first pair of designers shoes was a pair of Sonia Rykiel white school sneakers. That was aged 15. OMG, Sonia Rykiel.. Sonia Rykiel. In the past "ah-lians" carry those Sonia Rykiel Bags, I don't carry their bags, I wore their shoes. Carried my 1st Prada bag back then. 15 years old, where the hell I have those money in the past? 11 years ago, I don't remembered now, dad I guess. No one else already.

During secondary school, not many guys like to date me. I am weird and high maintanence, I am a cash person, and I seldom leave home without having at least 300 bucks in my wallet excluding the cards I have. My eyes will roll if you bring me to Mcdonalds for meals. I am a Hoshigaka fan since young, always love that Japanese restaurant even till today. I like country manna and kenny rogers during my teens life, even when I bring my sister out for meals, she was like 9 years old back then, I will bring her to seafood restaurants and give her mango puddings/banana split ice-creams.
Was clubbing at the age of 15, and opening bottles at Sparks, remembering paying with a single 1k bill, with who? Wendy lor and other SQ da jie-jie, who else. Wendy is my besty and only she is crazy enough to do crazy things with me at that teenage age of 15.
Sorry, out of context . . . . "." * I realised I had been spending to much in my youth, therefore its payback time now as adulthood.
My feet tasted comfortability, they turned into monsters as they are the ones who gauges the authenticity of designers shoes. The feed of them knows all. I am into Ferregammo shoes too, but the initial start of wearing them are not as comfortable although they are one of the leather shoemaker from the start. The kind of discomfort has a different feel altogether. My feet knows.
They tasted Bottega and they are bugging me now. I stopped them and told this pair of horrible feet, I am spending nothing more than what I tithe each month. You want them, work for it. Bring me to places and protect more lives, close more deals first. So before I can make my tithe of 2K a month, you are not getting your way. I told God that in fact. Make me give a tithe of 2K a month from Jun 2011 onwards. I want to put you the head of my finances my 1st 10% every month. I will reach my goal with your help Jesus.
Someone told me having an income of 5K a month is enough. You think so? A set of leather sofa I want to get for my dad costs more than 5K, his massage chair costing close to 10K, my family cannot be substainable based on a 5K income. Then dad wants to travel 3 - 4 times a year for holiday. Ok, he is doing it now, if I want him to retire, he must be well better off than what he has now. Which means I have to quaduple it in my income. At least a good take home of 20K monthly so my dad and mom can retire comfortably with what I can provide plus their factory rental passive income.
Living off daddy for so long, 2011, time building things up so they start living off me. I am still building I don't want it to be too long.
went out of context again . . . Now you know the reason why I flung my O'levels essay writing?
Anyway You are just comfortable Bottega, you dont look fantastic. Not very willing to spend another K to take you home when you looks like the twins from my ballet dancing shoes which cost only like $40.00/-
You look like a pair of my dirty old ballet shoes chucked in my wardrobe. Yah, you didn't hear wrongly. My shoe rack is a wardrode, made from a wardrobe actually.
Talking about Prada, what happened to their shoes nowadays? They disappoint me so much in their designs. (Talking about their Flats here) I can't really wear designers heels except Salvato Ferregammo for they have shorter heels, all the whatever Prada, Miumiu, Jimmy Choo, YSL are freaking high, either I get killed by falling down or I looked like an amazing lamp pole skinny and tall. Other than the fancy Cocktail heels from Jimmy Choo which are really pretty but freaking high, their basic heels looks like BATA.
Not trying to run BATA down, I wouldn't spent few Ks on Jimmy Choo when it looks "as outstanding" as BATA in certain ways. I rather get BATA then, maybe they might be mistaken as Jimmy Choo in certain angles.
Now looking down at my Prada sneaker pumps horribly dirty, Italian designer I suppose, made in Vietnam, super comfy and it walked through with me during my mission field in China. You serve your master well . . Hahaa Well done.
One reason why I love shoes, they serve good purposes, walked me thick and thin, close big deals, small deals, run with me when I was "chased" by men I don't like, play with me in the rain, (Ferregammo did the best in Rain soaking each time she was with me, poor ferregammo, she is hungry, her leather came off) I will repair you, because you are limited edition. All my lovely shoes, you are like my friends. They seems to come alive as how I describe them.
My friends I kept for many years already, talking about shoes I wear them for that long you see. They are still in working condition! Just kind of very dirty only. I dont really take care of them that well. They serve me. I do not serve them.
They seems to fight war for me. They are servants, warriors, friends and ok, shoes.
When they are first bought they are so pretty. . . . notice them the next time you see me, you'll see how rundown they are now. They are my good servants. Q.Q
Pants/jeans are my good friends too, seldom see me in jeans nowdays right? Couldn't find old good friends anymore. Miss Sixty played me out, Amarni too. So I found some new ones, my track suits/pants. I have gotten some really comfortable ones when I was in Beijing a few months ago, some sports brand Li-Ning or something, comfortable! Nothing lesser than the Dolce & Gabbana I am wearing now. Li-Ning can be as good as Dolce, anyway both of them are produced in China.
I enjoy comfortability and durability. Cheap or expensive. Thinking that I am like a designers whore. Ai ya, whatever lar, I dont really care what you think about me. Not in the past, in the present or the future. I carry my Albma LV for like donkey years, my bucket LV till its drawstrings snaps, (btw anyone knows where can I replace the leather strings?) Its canvas is still in very good working condition, its leather nua nua only.
and one very affordable, durable slippers I wore to walk my dog, EVERYONE KNOWS THIS BRAND!
My TAT Sing 101 Slippers,
Got this picture from internet,
so it looked really ragged.
My TAT Sing is very clean de.
They are more comfortable than whatsoever Havanahs flops.
Havanah gives me blisters,
TAT sing doesn't
My feet knows it all
haha . .
If I sounded like a spoilt rich brat, I have Tat Seng Slippers at home too ok, even till today. I stay in a HDB Flat and walks my down at the park nearby my house.
The happening part is the estate I used to stay, an estate where I spent my childhood in the Bukit Timah area shooting monkeys off my backyard many decades ago because they tried to steal my Maggie mee and broke my eggs. Those were the day I fed the mosquitos at the backyard area of where I stayed rearing ducklings and chicks, fending them off from the naughty snakes who will want to eat them. By the way I have snakes as pets too, not the cobras, daddy say cobras cannot, because they spilt venom then you will go blind. When I was young, I haven understand what is call Deadly yet. Most Cobras I remembered since young, they were not like that, unless they are fighting with the mother hen. Normally they just like stroll around like normal snakes. They will not fan up like that.
The happening part is the estate I used to stay, an estate where I spent my childhood in the Bukit Timah area shooting monkeys off my backyard many decades ago because they tried to steal my Maggie mee and broke my eggs. Those were the day I fed the mosquitos at the backyard area of where I stayed rearing ducklings and chicks, fending them off from the naughty snakes who will want to eat them. By the way I have snakes as pets too, not the cobras, daddy say cobras cannot, because they spilt venom then you will go blind. When I was young, I haven understand what is call Deadly yet. Most Cobras I remembered since young, they were not like that, unless they are fighting with the mother hen. Normally they just like stroll around like normal snakes. They will not fan up like that.
But I kept grass snakes. They eat bird eggs. Dad says I have to give it away when it gets too big. I am a brave kid since young and a weird one too.
But the ending stage of the chicks and ducklings I protect were not fruitful as well. During the development of the Dairy Farm expressway and influx of foreign workers. They stole my ducks and chicks, they ate them. They pissed Grandma off and grandma decided to slaughter my pets as food for the family. My pets were killed in the end.
Top record I have 18 chicks and 9 ducklings. I found an old bath-tub thrown away by my neighbour and it became the swimming pool for my ducklings. You know the reason why we do not have a bath-tub when we're young? The adults were afraid we might get drown. Especially me, nothing seems to scare me since young.
The police doesn't work, Garang Guni, ah-bu-nei as well. Snakes and rat unlikely too, my cousins were the ones always being taken in by the adults.
See this,
Adults: Don't go to the pond anymore children (me and my cousins), don't go there and catch fishes and tadpoles.
There are big snakes there, they will bite you.
Cousins: Ok ok, we will not go.
Me: There are snakes there? Show me! Where, where, where ? ? ? ? ? Where are the snakes? Holding my uncle hand to pull him there to show me.
Adults: Just don't go, we are all afraid of snakes.
Me: Its ok, I will go and catch them up you don't need to be afraid.
"." "."
I ended up more interested in snakes than the fishes and tadpoles in the pond.
See this,
Adults: Don't go to the pond anymore children (me and my cousins), don't go there and catch fishes and tadpoles.
There are big snakes there, they will bite you.
Cousins: Ok ok, we will not go.
Me: There are snakes there? Show me! Where, where, where ? ? ? ? ? Where are the snakes? Holding my uncle hand to pull him there to show me.
Adults: Just don't go, we are all afraid of snakes.
Me: Its ok, I will go and catch them up you don't need to be afraid.
"." "."
I ended up more interested in snakes than the fishes and tadpoles in the pond.
I think my uncles and aunties hated me back then, being the worst kid ever. I guess I was kind of too brave as a kid for them to accept. And in that kind of Traditional big family I grew up in, they feel girls should play with barbie dolls and teddy bear like my elder female cousin. They shouldn't be like me running after monitor lizards and catching snakes.
Who cares man . . . Dolls and teddy bears are never my cupatea.
I sound kind of like "Fighting spiders" - In my shop now, thats why I can blog all these don't know where they are from memories. I'll post my old old photos during my childhood days cycling around my estate. I will do a finer post on my childhood. Things many may not seen or even know. You will never imagine how a funny kid I was, everyday after school from church, my hobbies are catching monitor lizards, throwing fishes and tadpoles I caught into a well a few metres away from my house.
There is this funny thing I remembered. I catches earthworms and threw them into rain collected water pails. Dad asked me what am I doing. I replied I am teaching these earthworms to swim.
So many incidents of fun things during childhood. Once, I went to dognapped puppies from a stray mama dog. Ok, I know the mama dog as I used to feed her. Brought 2 puppies home and pretended to be an animal doctor. The adults came home and screamed where I got the puppies from. I was only 6 or 7 years old then and amazingly I told them a very funny lie. I picked them up from my neighbour's house, where my neighbour don't have any dogs.
There is this funny thing I remembered. I catches earthworms and threw them into rain collected water pails. Dad asked me what am I doing. I replied I am teaching these earthworms to swim.
So many incidents of fun things during childhood. Once, I went to dognapped puppies from a stray mama dog. Ok, I know the mama dog as I used to feed her. Brought 2 puppies home and pretended to be an animal doctor. The adults came home and screamed where I got the puppies from. I was only 6 or 7 years old then and amazingly I told them a very funny lie. I picked them up from my neighbour's house, where my neighbour don't have any dogs.
Soo . . .and and, I think my weirdness was there since a kid. I am happy. I think being weird is a compliment for me. I am really special. I am so so special even till today. Even to my buddies. I am weird in a way.
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