hey! transfer payments! sigh i don't know why links never shows up underlined or anything on my template. actually i guess claud must've done it deliberately since the links on the side are the same. ah well. until i summon the courage to ask her to fiddle with my blog, it will remain the same.

so referring to the link - i wish i could have transfer payments celeb-sized. just once, to get even the Loser package backstage at the Oscars. but anyway, speaking of gifts, the only cash i've got this CNY came from a party i didn't go for! is that weird? because i thought you had to be present in order to collect money, but my dad's colleagues gave money to my parents on my and my brother's behalf! whereas the other place we went to the other day was money-less. and the previous year, my dad and brother and I went to the same place my parents visited this afternoon, and there was no money to be had. and the year before, my brother went but i didn't, and he got 70 bucks whereas none was passed on for me. or maybe half of it was meant for me but he ate it up. but for some reason at that time i didn't fight him for it. anyhooo my total CNY haul is a grand total of 26 bucks. how's yours?

i feel so capitalist. always talking about money. so continuing the money talk - this combined with the 15 nasty owes me, makes up the 40 i spent yesterday and still feel guilty about, given that i had other plans for that money before orchard happened. *winkwink* but the party was good even so. much gossip. i must spend more time gossiping with grace. man she should have a tv show. Gossip with Grace. hurhurhur. so after the Extreme Expenditure (that's my future TV show, btw) i am going to go on a saving spree.

Speaking of self-restraint, sheesh. did i say blogging ban? it's lasted me all of three days. barely. i need more resolve. i'm going to scuttle off and further ruin all diet plans -again, where's the self-restraint?- by compounding that icecream (well what can i do if my parents come home with a huge box of godiva that's not for me? i run to the haagen-dazs, obviously) with buttered muffins. eek. still counting the pimples. pimple farm, eh vivien? grosssss. it makes me imagine fields of pimples slightly wobbling in the wind. actually they look suspiciously like boobs, which i suppose is just a manifestation of that dream josh hartnett had in 40 Days 40 Nights.

ok atleasttt my parents are thinking of going for some hindi movie about a blind guy and a deaf girl and i begged out (i wonder why) so perhaps after the carbo-fest i will do some integration or something.

EDIT: so i haven't really been.. integrating. instead, i have updated my wishlist (see left) and i have estimated that i have about 300 books in my room excluding school books and the cupboard on top containing all our kiddy books and old books of my parents. so 300 books i wouldn't throw away meaning what am i going to do when i go to university? i have also thoroughly researched Nitin Sawhney and Talvin Singh on Amazon.com, and have decided that I need to visit That CD Shop again, because they're more likely to have this kind of fusiony loungey music at a decent price than anywhere else. Ugh what happened to saving spree! And it occurrs to me that I have a LOT of movie soundtracks and I keep buying more. Soundtracks are nice.