so: first day of Proper Real Studying. how'd it turn out? ... not very successful. i am getting inordinate amounts of sleep. i think there's something wrong with me. i slept from midnight to 1030 am. and then i slept again from around 3 to 5. you know yesterday my dad tried a new tactic to wake me up. he took my phone away. except it was really stupid. because the phone was next to my head, the alarm was ringing every ten minutes and i think i'd turned off the alarm but anyway i don't see how stealing my phone when i'm asleep is supposed to wake me up if nobody TELLS me that my phone is gone. anyway i didn't realise the phone was gone until the evening when i was about to go to the gym. at which point the parents were out shopping, i panicked for a few minutes, flopped around the bedcovers and pillows for a while because the last time i remember seeing my phone was on my bed in the morning when i took it off my dressing table when the alarm went off, hit snooze and snuggled back under the covers. and then i called my dad and he laughed at me for taking So Long to discover that it was gone. oh on that note, i am Proud that i resisted going shopping with them. and went to the gym instead. was a good trip to gym.

so today in between sleepytimes i finished the not very useful french rev reading that i've been reading since a month ago. and decided it was such a waste of time. and i read some econs essay plans. and i just had tuition.

my parents are out gambling now. hmph. they have friends who organise gambling parties. well it's called "we're going over to play cards" but i know they're gambling. my dad doesn't gamble, though. such a principled man, my father is. so boring. my mom loves gambling. a love inherited from my grandfather who happens to be an immensely devout hindu. but, well, the mahabharata started from a game of cards.

yikes am having weird conversation about lollipops and contraceptives... and euphemisms. and penises. and whales. ok nevermind i'm not about to provide details.

what else happened todayyyy. i introduced my mother to online luxury shopping websites. she spent all day gleefully surfing them. window-shopping without the walking! reminds me of when richard introduced emily to the louis vuitton website. she's been looking at bags on tod's online and net-a-porter and style.com. deciding between a ferragamo and a tod's. i think she doesn't want the tod's bag she likes because gayathri aunty has the same bag. or a smaller version of it. and she doesn't want chloe because she likes the ferragamo. but i told her that ferragamo is for old fuddy-duddies and therefore she shouldn't get one. mainly because i'd never want to inherit a ferragamo because they're for old people. so my mom was very flattered at my implication that she isn't old. so i think my mission succeeded. anyway she's like the average age of the Desperate Housewives and look how much fun they're having. maybe she'll get the bigger tod's.

i'm going to try and convince her to get a luella or a bottega veneta or a mulberry. do you get mulberry in singapore? or luella, for that matter. those are bags i'd want to borrow. although for BV i love the intrecciato work but currently i haven't seen a bag that's actually nice.

maybe i'll just ask for a luella for my birthday next year. luellas are cute. and named for supermodels. the luella gisele in white would be perfect. except i'd be scared to use an expensive white bag. i saw someone carrying a red one which was nice. or ohhh the chloe silverado. i wonder if my mom would actually buy me a $3000 bag for my birthday. roughly the same price as a laptop, though i'll be needing one of those for university as well. and bags like those last longer than laptops.

oh whipstiched antik fawcett jeans are on bluefly for US$165. :(:(:( my mom laughed at me when i asked her to buy for meeeee.

argh ok enough. i keep feeling like i'm just talking to myself about random boring things. i'm going to go sleep early. and try to wake up early and be productive.

i had application-related nightmares last night. like "omg did i REALLY write something so stupid in my essay?" and "wtf is that HUGE ink blob doing in the middle of the form" and all sorts of stuff that i can't/don't want to remember.

good nighttttt.