If you were buying presents, which variety will you choose: items that are pratical, or items that are cheap?

Or if you have a lot of money to spend, would you go for extravagant, useless items?

Well, considering that most of us come from middle class families, I guess that pretty much eliminates the latter.

Why am I broaching this subject, you wonder? Well, if not for the fact that I went shopping with Xinyi for the damned confounded things, (no thanks to Charmaine for her birthday falling this month...at least I'll get free food...) and we were both attracted by different things.

My attitude is pretty much like this: Go get her anything that's cheap can liao, then have fun. Unfortunately, her attitude resembled a housewife auntie's :Must be practical AND cheap.

Okay, Xinyi, I'm afraid of you. I'll make a mental note to compile a list of cheap things I want before handing it to you next year. I don't want to get a file (even if I am notoriously messy, but, hey, everyone has their shortcomings) for my birthday next year, thank you very much.

So while I oohed and ahhed at an bloody expensive bag (definition of expensive will be anything <$10), Xinyi's attention was attracted by some weird key chains. Okay, I lied. I wasn't interested at getting the present at all, I was more interested in the ridiculously expensive chocolate from Cocoa Trees. Happy?





Okay, I did get her a present in the end that was below $10.








The wrapped present =) I am so proud of myself for managing to do it without messing it up. *sniff sniff*










In case Charmaine is reading this, I shall not reveal what it is. After I am done, I ignored Xinyi and raced to the ice-cream store that caught my eye.

Nevertheless, it was expensive. $3.10 for one flavour, $4.20 for two flavours. I picked the two flavours offer, thinking that I was smart.

Well, by "flavours, do you seriously think they meant scoops?















YOU ARE WRONG!

The assistant simply went on to give me half a scoop of chocolate and half a scoop of mango. I should have just gotten the single flavour one. Got tricked, didn't you? Bye-bye goes my $1.20 for nothing.





Look at the ice cream. not at my face. I KNOW I'M NOT A BEAUTY, STOP BEING SO SURPRISED ALREADY. Anyway, that was the most frivolous thing I've ever done. So shut up already or I'll torture you. Really.


OKAY. COMMERCIAL BREAK!

Huiting just said that I was too harsh in calling the person concerned SOAH. (refer to previous, previous entry). I replied that it could have been worse. I could have called him a blithering, idiotic, mundungus, deprived, fcking,obnoxious, annoying, caustic , asinine, batty, crazy, daffy, daft, dull, dumb, fatuous, foolish, gorked, half-witted, hare-brained,imbecilic, inane, insane, jackass, jerk off, lunatic, moronic, senseless, silly, squirrelly, thick-witted, unintelligent, absurd, cretinous, son of a harlot. Except that it would've been too long and troublesome to type out.

And yes, they are all synonyms of 'idiotic'.

COMMERCIAL BREAK OVER. BACK TO STORY!

So, yeah. Anyway, we bought our presents, walked around like two idiots, and ate. (Hey, I was hungry.) Although Xinyi told me that rotiprata is not supposed to go with Hershey's chocolate syrup and rainbow sprinkles, but I was too hungry to give a damn.

Speaking of eating, you definitely don't want to see me eating. I admit I have no grace in eating whatsoever.

I mean, what's the point in eating with grace? If you scratch your armpits while eating (No, I don't do that, idiots), you still accomplish the process. I just stuffed my mouth with food and ignored the fork laid beside the plate. Well, it would have been pointless eating with the fork anyway, since it was a paper prata and the fork would've smashed it into pieces. So, not giving a damn to the poor consumers beside me, I used my fingers and dug in, stuffing my cheeks to the point I looked like a chipmunk.

Can you imagine the scene already? Yes, yes, I know what you are going to say, that I should have more manners while eating. But try walking around for three hours straight with one measly plate of rice and a few spoons of vegetables for lunch. Unless you are the president or the lady of the land of maybe even the princess, I don't think you can restraint yourself from eating like a savage.

After we were done eating, we walked around till I spied an array of voodoo dolls on sale. I was looking for two: one with vengeance and one for concentration. I guess I needed concentration for writing my novel (I'm still doing the first chapter, and Hui Ting says she doesn't understand it...Is my writing that cheem? Sheesh.) and vengeance for our dear friend, SOAH. And the idiots that will antagonise me.

Unfortunately, because it was a "Halloween special", each doll cost $11+. $11 for a doll not even of 10 cm. No sire, I don't think so. He's obviously out to cheat poor unsuspecting people out of their hard-drooled on money.

Ah well. I guess I can always buy a cloth doll, curse it, then give it to my maid as a pincushion. (Don't you get it? The cloth doll will be a substitute for the voodoo, and because it is a pincushion, it will undoubtedly have pins stuck in it repeatedly...)

Brilliant, I know. Heh heh heh....

It's such a pity we don't have Halloween here in Singapore, I sure won't object to free candy....

Ah well. At least I have gotten the giftshopping part over. Now all I have to do is to look forward to the free food....