the pigcess

There are several occasions where i log onto my blog with a thousand words in my mine and attempting to blog a few words, but nth seems to pour out and i navigate away from my blog again.

 

Maybe 人长大了，就学会寡言。

少开口总好过说错话。

 

对着朋友，对着同事，情人，旧情人 都是一堆说不出的话。无言以对的话题，让一切都变得乏味。但其实除了无言，还有什么好说的？

 

我也不知道自己怎么这一年变的这么不爱说话。

 

电话响了，我只想到 I don't want to talk. 然后就用枕头窒息了那手机。I hear nothing.

 

一大堆的沉默。朋友背地诬蔑我时，我沉默就是我退一步，宽容了我自己，依旧了海阔天空。

 

沉默。说出的都是故意的胡言乱语。无言的是千言万语。

 

没说出的那句才是最诚恳。

 

 

今天请假~~因为最近太累了~~连周末都在工作。。

搞到上班时也未能专心~~时常做一些令自己也费解的事情~~~

 

就想停一下，不要再对着那些门，门表，天花图。

 

放假了~~~

做一些未处理好的事~~~哈哈哈~~~堆了一整叠=P

还有就是晚上去DISNEYHALLOWEEN！！！！！！超开心！！！

I am famous or notourious (really subjective to individual perceptions) for being a shopaholic AKA i live for fashion. In fact, it is the my greatest driving force towards success.

I know the cliche belief is that my life is about $$$$$$$$$. A materialistic girl lives for $$$$$ blah blah blah which i find rather an inaccurate statement.

 

It is actually a rather simple equation. I study to earn money to shop. I invest to earn money to shop. I may invest in a landed property in the future to earn money so that i can shop. HAHA~~~ It alls roots down to the empowerment to consume.

 

When i became such a shopping craze. I realised that I have accustomed to "talk shopping" which literally really means i start to quantify the world in "shopping units" . I usually find my limited brain activity exhausted into contemplating " so how many pieces of dresses did i earn from this stock investment?"  or " A bungalow at repulse bay will cost XXXXXXXXXXX GUCCI bags (actually i do run my fingers over the calculator immediately)" or " Oh!! I bump into XXXX when i purchased/wore this ..." .Shopping defines my world.

 

Has it become a daily routine for my life to be centered within bouts of shopping procrastination?

 

In fact, my obsession in fashion has evolved into a demarcation system for my growth , my life milestone. I find myself thinking, b+ab=teenager, or, when i start disliking I.T i have grown into another phase. or maybe i obsess all over Massimo Dutti, i am walking towards my thirties.

 

Shopping is nearly my 24/7 activity. No. It doesnt mean i walk the streets 24/7 to make purchases. I have applied the meaning of shopping to all my activities. Reading a magazine is hardcopy version of window shopping. Doubtlessly, online surfing is shoft copy version of  window shopping. Lunch time means shopping for food. I have succesfully developed the spirit of shopping into a boarder spectrum of mannernism.

 

And~~~ my personal paradigm is built upon shopping. I truely believe that sleep time is optimised if i dream of engaging in shopping activity.

 

AHA!!! Not to mention, my graduating thesis has somehow manage to twist its way from urban left-over space towards shopping inspirations. And whipped-creaming my final submission panel, I had my renderings photoshopped with LV and Gucci signboards and catwalk models walking on my podiums. I actually imagine myself shopping in my photography themed centre while panelling which is physically demonstrated through the act of photoshopping. Isnt that fabulous when shopping has become part of my professionalism?

 

In this case, has this obession become a applausible aquisition since all aspect of my life has been "shopping-ly" motivated into a coherent entity with a centralised ideology~~~ SHOPPING.  So shopping has become the most compelling force in my life?

 

I begin to wonder. Maybe~~~ Perhaps~~~ some golf or tennis or murderer maniac might quantify the world using their subject of interest in exactly the same way i do. Phew, it seems like my manner of thoughts and actions are more commonalised if i rationalise this way.

小时候, 我会告诉我妈, "墙壁橦我"

 

今天偶然碰到墙壁. 很痛的. 我心里还是想 "墙壁橦我"