The closing years of life are like a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.

so yours truely has finally decided to change her layout all by herself.
i'd say this is an amazing feat.
yes, moi is not a techie in anyway, crashing the computer once a month in absolutely normal.
so i'll take a lift from sandra's book and give myself a pat on the back :)

life has been rather uneventful, other than the yelling matching that went on between mummy and that git i have for a brother.
and he's still trying to talk about common sense. THAT BOY DOESN'T HAVE ENOUGH SENSE TO FILL A TEASPOON.
i would have chucked that brat out of the house but too bad his mother likes him.

i need to go shopping. but my finances are failing me.
feeling generous? call 1900-make-jerine-happy to make a $10 donation :)
i hardly think i'll be able to shop in italy. prices are in euro after all.
so it'd be eat eat eat eat eat.
think gelato. think cheese. think pasta. think pizza.
think gaining 483296784564 pounds after the trip.

italy means sacrificing christmas parties and new year parties.
no noisy parties. no crazy funny people. no yummy christmas food. no bubbly. no presents.
but then again there will also be no mad rush in orchard road to buy last minute christmas presents.
i'd rather spend my new year's day on the plane reading a book and have that small little pathetic bottle of wine than share body heat and squeezing past smelly sweaty men in town thankyouverymuch.

oh oh! and i watched some barbie movie on tv a few days ago.
it's so nice and magical :)
but barbie's unrelistically pretty.
nice long blond hair. gorgeous face. long legs. big enough boobs. lean slender figure.
and her male counterparts are just as good-looking.
makes an ordinary human on the street look like an alien-reject.
oh well..they make big bucks.


addio till next time!