yesterday for some reason i decided to check my LNAT registration because i was wondering why i hadn't got any confirmation or follow-up for the test which i took almost TWO MONTHS AGO and to my horror i realised that i had given them an "invalid UCAS number". like how the hell was i supposed to know that they wanted the UCAS application number and not the personal ID which i hadn't even been issued at that time??? and apparently, if you don't give them the right UCAS number the unis might not be able to access your LNAT scores. excellent- if i am a failure in life i will blame it all on this shitty UCAS system.

in happier news...

did you know that shopping can really breathe vigour into your life? since i've been putting in a good 5 hours or so everyday, i feel more energised and positive. it's kinda like a drug except that it doesn't destroy your nervous system and stuff like that. the only thing is that town has gotten a bit boring already since i've seen almost all of the stores and somehow everything seems to be grossly overpriced these days. even SHOES look the same after a while! and on friday i found an almost 50% storewide sale at mango raffles city but was instantly put off when i got into the store because it was so packed that there wasn't any space to breathe or move, and there were at least 30 people queueing for the changing rooms!! plus, when i went to taka, wisma and isetan, i realised that they were selling EXACTLY THE SAME THING everywhere, and people were just lapping up all the puke-coloured camisoles like they were the key to nuclear power or something. oh well, they were really cheap though...

oh and my sister and i went perfume sampling and concluded that mixing all the body shop scents together- Create Your Own Fragrance, they call it - induces a very potent migraine. so far my favourites are still Clinique Happy and CK Eternity Moment. Chanel no.5 is very classic too but i think it's a bit too mature, although nicole kidman does look really good in the ads. she's like sultry in a sophisticated and not slutty way. oh and on guys i love the Bvlgari Aqva and Alessandro Dell Acqua and CK Eternity. i dunno why but CK always smells good :p the bad part was that after we were done sniffing the scents we smelt like we'd just walked through 10 000 perfume counters, which of course we had but that doesn't dismiss the dirty looks people were giving us all the way home.

and walking around orchard these days, you can't get 100 metres without seeing a couple giving each other a really public display of affection. and the worst are the ah lians and ah bengs who can't be more than 14 years old and stand around outside MRT stations sucking each other's ears. like, get a room already. i think if i were mandy i would be saying that i feel like bashing their heads together real hard. and btw i'm not being sour grapes or anything, it's just that these are KIDS and if this is what they do in public, you can only imagine what they do in private. they're like my LITTLE SISTER's age and i would get cardiac arrest immediately if i ever saw her mouth attached to some guy's neck. that's too disgusting to even think about. and imagine if like these little lians and bengs had kids- who'll pay for their education? are they even old enough to buy condoms??? doesn't it just gross you out?

oh and speaking of mandy, they other day i met up with some NY friends- we were supposed to have lunch but started arguing in front of thai express and ended up at gelare instead. which was like a mini victory for me and jeanne but since mandy seemed pissed we all kept quiet and pretended that we actually really did want those thai glass noodles. anyway i'm really glad that some good things do last because the bitching session that day was quite cathartic, especially since we never seem to run out of mean things to say about old classmates. we might be mean old bitches, but at least we're open about it and we're not vindictive. i mean, mostly we're not! =D

merry christmas all!