jojo ♥

Sunday, December 2

they think i have issues;
yvon, ahyi and mom.
i say, what did i do?

we were at bugis street on friday,
shopping for calvin's and dearest yvon's birthday presents.
so, we were at this guys' wear shop
looking for belts.
unfortunately, they only had..
1. cargo belts [can you say yuck? cal has got to have better taste!]
or 2. big flashy types [which is so not his style -good thing. why do guys like having big metal overrated pieces on their jeans?].

instead of bothering to look for a better choice,
i asked the sales assistant.
that's what they are hired for right?
i mean, i would want to be asked.

i went, do you have anything more subtle?
the guy didnt understood.
so i rephrase: anything more low-key?

did i sound prissy?
high and mighty?
huh?
huh?

hmpf.

oh, and then some.
there was this annoying lady whom i bought the little miss shirts from.
which was pretty cute by the way.
ugly but adorable.(:
anyway, all i did was mention that i have no cash on, only nets.
she began harping on the rise of fees for using nets
and how the company should provide the service free.

well, hello woman.
nothing is ever free.
if you get the nets service free,
they're probably gonna charge you some way or another.
they are a company, for god's sake.
they exist to profit.
bloody hell they'll charge you!

and FYI lady,
i did know about that news.
dont go retelling me the story,
especially if the story's ancient.
and peppered by your one-sided opinions!

blah!

i reasoned with her,
hoping to shed some light on her views.
enlightenment, see?
good deed.
but she was so annoying,
going on and on in her high scratchy voice,
that i cant help feeling irritated.

but all i did was reason.
alright, maybe somewhat in exasperation.
still, you should have heard her go!

i definitely wasnt prissy though!
nor did that mean i had / am having a cranky day!

mel agrees that im not prissy.
or high and mighty.
(:

instead, i think the one with issues is mom.

she can be really nice.
she bought this expensive smoked salmon,
and made me lunch, couple with baked potatos and steamed asparagus.
lovely.

but at bugis, she joined in the lecture,
'xinyi, you must be more aware of the time and place where you can use that english. this is bugis street.' 'xinyi, you gotta speak to accommodate them.'

well, i always try to accommodate.
like, i speak chinese to some,
english to most,
and singlish when i absolutely have to.
but 'subtle..',
that's easy right?

anyway, mom was pissed because
1. we got sidetracked while shopping - hello? we're girls!
2. she's probably tired, if im not wrong.
3. she's already pissed at yvon - HA!

so when i showed them the dress [pretty pretty! it's a royal blue tunic..going at 10 frigging bucks! what's not to love?] i wanted to buy, and she didnt like, she exploded.

that's an expression.

blame me for picking the wrong moment to ask,
if you rather.

but what i dont like is,
if you think the dress doesnt suit me,
say so.
she went on about the dress being too short.
and insist i wear leggings with it or not buy at all.

well, not buy!
soft black - or any other lovely colours you fancy- material,
nicely stretchable and in various lengths,
adorned with bows, lace, diamante or animal print.
how absolutely...
d i g u s t i n g.

sorry, but that one major fashion-gone-wrong.

to aspiring parents out there anyway,
be honest, be frank.
okay?
(:

another thing,
ahyi happened to mention that the way i speak is rude to mommy [adults...]
so mom's kinda stuck to that too.

now if she's pissed at me,
she'd say im rude.

she's also stuck on my gran's favourite phrase,
'if you're rich, everyone sticks to you.'

true.
but not in the family.
at least, not in my lovely -no sarcasm!- one.
(:

yadda yadda.
i think parents go through phases too.
must be, with all the stress we give them.
i'll just let this blow over.
yawn. so blah!

now, to more important things at hand.
sleep.
before i really faint.

jo misses.

15:50