August post!

TIMmy boy!
To think that Linda and I kept saying we would meet up/go shopping/clubbing/have a girls' night out in Singapore... and we met up in Bangkok. Was really quite =) to see this girl after such a long time... and well, Linda, this update's at your request! (Hopefully we're still in the same tutorials next semester...)
Sweet Serene came to see me off at the airport! And we just had to take a picture for Lynn when we saw the butterfly and caterpillars board... that's Lynn's Honours thesis! If there's anything I missed over the pass two weeks/missed in Bangkok, it must be seeing these girls practically every week, playing bridge, driving around in my car for dinner, taking photos!
AHHHHhhhhhh! Big rock falling on us!
That's me in my latest Zara shirt picked out from the Great Singapore Sale... and in Bangkok, I amazingly bought only ONE piece of clothing... no prizes for guessing where it's from. I probably could have bought 10 shirts with the same amount of money, but really, the fashion in Bangkok... is just, erm, not quite to my style. Same goes for the earrings, shoes, accessories... but of course, that didn't stop me from overspending and changing another 100 dollars! I normally try to buy stuff for people, and manymanymanymany things for myself. For once, I spent most of my money buying stuff for people...and it does make me feel nice - that I bought what I think is the perfect souvenir for my favourite Nanyangals (so excited that I had to send Manda an sms to tell her!), birthday presents for August babies... I knew I was paying a little too much for some things... like the sandals for Liza (which are exactly the same as the ones I have!), but seeing that it was something she really liked made the money worth it, like the bag accessories, some of which I bought twice just because I saw nicer designs at other stores, but they're what my mum wanted! My mum says I can't possibly be spending money on souvenirs for everybody each and everytime I travel, but I say, it makes the shopping a happier affair. When you own a million clothes/bags/shoes/earrings/watches/everything-you-really-need/everything-you-don't-really-need-and-don't-make-you-happy, it's time to give.

When I asked Tim what he's going to miss about Bangkok, I was expecting him to say something like being able to eat fruits/drink fruit juices non-stop everyday (I think I must have eaten 10 long slices of pineapples / drank 10 cups of fruit smoothies in 4 days)... but he said, 'I'll miss the people.' The reply was surprising, but it immediately rang true. The Thais are so friendly, so gentle (well, the guys are a little too gentle sometimes)... unlike shopkeepers in China who start scolding/cursing/shooting daggers when you ask for a lower price or decide against buying something, the Thais are so patient! Always smiling, saying thanks... so much that you feel obliged to be nice as well. In comparison, I'm probably a terrible waitress... definitely not so patient, always silently cursing random guests for being annoying, smiling when I feel like it... in fact, now that I think of it, everything's probably subject to my mood on working days... should really try harder.

If I ever believed I was nice, I must have been kidding myself.

I've always known that deep down, I could be selfish, self-centered-

But what I never realized, was that I could be THAT selfish, THAT self-centered.

I said to do what's best for everybody,

and then, you tell me that I'm still nice.

But that's because you don't know this-

I still wish you would do what's best for me.

I know that no one is obliged to be nice to me,

but I still wish I could have it my way,

have what's best for myself.

And I can't blame anyone,

but because I feel it's so unfair to me,

I want to put the blame on you, to hate,

just because I couldn't have it my way.

I claim to understand, say that I shouldn't make things difficult,

but what you don't know, is how hard it was so say that,

how hard it is to let go of what's best for me.

And so you tell me-

you're still a nice girl, cry no more, say sorry no more.

But -

I cry because I feel sorry for myself,

but I'm too selfish to admit that,

I'm a nice girl no more.