Of Simple Words & Simple Things
//* Quotes.. *//
Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
The best proof of love is trust.
Joyce Brothers
You can't blame gravity for falling in love.
Albert Einstein
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Complaints, and more complaints
It's last day of school before Chinese New Year. I guess most people are in the holiday mood, are you? I have an 8am lecture today, and you know what? I went to school, but I didn't attend it. Just cos I didn't want to enter the room late -- the class is simply so small, I have no wish for the lecturer to remember me. I've never been early for his lecture. I really should cut down on 8am lectures, it's too taxing on me.
As usual, I've to go for last minute shopping for new year clothes. Seen many things, but not too many that I like. Came back with nothing. Last chance tmr perhaps (only 1 hr thou). Wanted to go do hair treatment too, then we found out that the salon (which still has the same name) has changed management hands. So we got cheated of 80 bucks!! They still owe us 2 sessions of hair treatment, but said since we didn't come back during that grace period of 1 year for old customers, they can't do anything since the previous owner took all the records!! Like...WHAT THE HELL!!!...We're going to complain!!
I'm actually in quite a bad mood today, which started from early in the morning when I woke up with a bad throat. Then I saw my good'o bus leaving the bus stop across the road. I made a wrong decision to take another bus, which took MUCH longer, so I was much later. Then I had to miss the other bus right in front of the one I was taking. Chain of events.
Then it was the horrible salon. Afterwards, I was queuing up to try a skirt, and I got really impatient. First there was only ONE fitting room, so you can expect at least 2 or 3 pple in the queue. The lady in the fitting room had to ask her dau to go get another size for her when the one she tried was not satisfactory. Took so long! Nvm, I can tolerate. Then I look at the lady in front of me, who's next in the queue, she had 5 tops when it says in BOLD in front of her: "Max 3 Pieces". I kept quiet, but I was boiling inside already, thinking she should know her own limits. Then the breaking point came when she changed into every one of them, and had to open the curtain each time to show her guy!! Her fashion show ar!! By the 4th or 5th piece, the queue was really getting longer. I just felt so pissed, I said, "Excuse me, max 3 pieces!". It worked, she changed back into her clothes, and she came out. I think I was the only one who made my displeasure heard, so many people saw and heard me. Wahaha. Under normal circumstances, I would feel damn paiseh. But when I'm pissed, and when I feel I'm not wrong in saying that, I feel shiok! Really shiok! Wahaha. I'm not a good soul, so I shall not act like I am one.
Aiya, this is basically just a post full of complaints. I don't even feel like writing properly! That's it.
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