hahaha well, more chocolate: went to wheelock, met sophie and had a doublechocolatechip muffin. probably my last in about two months. my god. i'm going to die of chocolate deficiency in india. i mean, ok they're not so backward that they don't have chocolate, but they don't have good chocolate. and i have no idea where in bangalore you get haagendazs, or, really, ben&jerry's. they certainly don't have coffee bean. arrgghhh.

i think i'll just go through a generally terrible cold turkey in india. computer, tv (although the grandparents do have hbo and starmovies and everything to compensate, but they all sleep early and the vcr has been out of order for as long as i can remember so it's kinda pointless). and chocolate, and handphone unless i get roaming which i doubt because we'll probably just borrow my grandfather's ancient phone when needed or something. AND my mom says she's not really going to shop much or take me shopping much because i need to study and she wants to spend more time with her parents cos they're getting old.
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on the bright side, today i bought myself a discman. it's really really... thin. and i didn't make the mistake this time, of buying a remote-controlless discman. so it's got a remote control, a discman bag, and it came free with a padded case, and it's an mp3 discman. and my mom says she'll buy me an ipod photo if i get 4As in march common tests. incentiveincentiveincentive.

after that i went to gleneagles to collect my long-overdue contact lens. i was all this time wearing a lens loaned from them, cos everytime i order a new lens until i get the new one i just borrow one from the doctor, saying that i've got a dance or a play or something. and i just realised i've had that lens since.. last november. cos i tore my lens a few days before prom and just had time to go borrow a lens, and i forgot to order a new one until this JULY, and after i ordered it i forgot to collect it until today. wow. haha one entire year on a loaned lens. i wonder if loaning a lens from a doctor is unhygienic, but i've done it several times and it seems fine and i'm pretty sure they'd tell me if it wasn't good for me since they're a medical whatchamacallit anyway and they're not charging me for the loan anyway. oh but this time they tried to charge me, since i had it for a whole year. but then i started bitchfitting that they should've told me, and i've borrowed it so many times, and they should've called me after i ordered the new lens in july, in fact they told me they'd call, and atleast they should've told me they were going to charge me and i would have returned it earlier and i don't have any money with me now except for the money for the lens i'm picking up and so on, and then i took out the loaned lens and she looked at it and she said ok fine you don't have to buy it since you've returned it in perfect condition. yay i'm so proud of my lens-caring skills. i should stop being so irresponsible about collecting lenses though. but i'm hoping, since this year i discovered a new non-rub and very easy and efficient lens-cleaning method, the tearing of the lenses will occur less often. *crosses fingers* i should really keep a spare lens; they definitely won't lend me a lens next time if i tear this. sigh.

after that, went to orchard and met sophie. coffeebean, zara where i resisted the temptation to buy stuff. they did have a beautiful beautiful denim blazer though. i desperately want a blazer, although it does make sense that i don't currently have much use for it, and even though i'm going to bangalore where it does get somewhat cold in winter, i have a gazillion jackets and sweaters already. but a denim blazer, or a beautiful blazer of any sort, would be real nice. they had a somewhat nice leather jacket as well, resembling the one rory wears. atleast the same colour. hers is a different cut. i realised that jackets are tricky. they can make you look really fat if they're cut wrong. anyway there are beautiful blazers everywhere! but the denim one in zara that sophie spotted was really nice. she's getting good at this. ah well, i didn't even bother looking at the price especially since my mom would really disapprove after the 60 dollar purse, and blazers are hard to hide.

then i met my mom, she bought a burrito for my brother, then we went to takashimaya, she refused to go to zara cos her feet were killing her and yet she didn't want to exchange her heels for my flats. and she only entered mango cos it was a sale and mango sales are quite nice, and despite the sale today it wasn't too crowded. they have really funky dark pink pants. she didn't like them, damnn. then to the lingerie fair which was mainly ugly shiny lacy bras, but i found a couple of nice simple black ones so got those. then upstairs, and very nice 120dollar ralph lauren and tommy hilfiger tops which she of course refused to buy. they were pretty. although the pink tommy hilfiger one they only had one of left anyway, and it wasn't my size. then to robinson's because she had some stuff to exchange or something like that, and would you believe my mom refused to walk from TAKA to CENTREPOINT so we took a CAB. now you know where i get my laziness from. and i don't know why her feet were killing her anyway, since she'd spent the afternoon playing bridge, presumably while seated. if she wasn't seated, then i can understand since bridge is a long boring game. centrepoint, boringboringboring and clothes at robinson's are so OLD. my god. but my mother the fantastic, found a skirt there that actually looked quite good. she does amazing things sometimes. although frankly for the price of that skirt, i could've bought some very nice stuff at mango or zara. she also refused to go to forever21, which i suppose is just as well because the rest of the world is buying that store up, so it's basically the next mango/zara only more american which is not really very good.

actually i just tried the skirt again, and it's a really nice skirt. yay! it just needs a pair of great boots to go with it. i wannttt those calvin klein boots i saw the other day. they had fantastic leather weaving at the bottom. only they were white and white boots are a bit too 60s, although the boot shape wasn't 60sish. but i would love those same boots in brown. except another problem is that they're of the price range that involves not putting a price tag on the product. like if you go into gucci they look down their nose at you if you ask the price of a skirt. you're supposed to go in and say "6 of these, darling, in a size whatever whatever. thank you darling, just charge it to the usual account darling". so it's probably atleast a thousand bucks. the boots i mean.

ok now must go concentrate on pw again. i will be so glad when tomorrow is over. though every day brings me closer to india :( i suppose i should try and be thankful that atleast i've got a discman and nasty is supposed to be returning my cd tomorrow. one holiday to the next. almost as bad as my contact lens fiasco.