went to town to do my shopping today. mainly to change my mobile phone and shopping. Gah. the phone i wanted to buy is OUT OF STOCK islandwide at all m1 shops. wth! you have got to be kidding me! i hardly see anyone carrying that phone, how is it possible that it's out of stock? anyway i got super pissed off by that. not to mention the tiff i had with my mom earlier while deciding the hp plan. You see, when you're a pathetically poor student, living off your parents, you just have no say. *big sigh* anyway in short, i made my financial provider mad. why? because she, who rejects technology and whom i always say that she should live WAY back in stone age and she says she doesn't mind, got angry when i said people with hp without caller id are abnormal. she just freaking can't see my point. *exasperated* and why? 'because your cousins also never use caller id.' My goodness. My cousins don't use doesn't mean the majority of the huge population of mobile phone users in singapore don't use caller id okay! urgh!
then i went to do my shopping. One word - SIAN. can't find any shoes that caught my eye. went to mens department. got even more SIAN. why? cannot believe how pathetically limited the choices are. took me about 10-15mins to look through all the stuff. And i decided that it was either horrifically uncle-ish, or didn't have the design i had in mind, or simply over my budget. no offense but i really *HATE* shopping for guys. it's always a big headache over what to buy because of the lack of choices. Hence i know why they can squeeze the ENTIRE mens department (golf clubs, luggage, shirts, ties, expensive pens, belts, sunglasses and cufflinks) into half a shopping floor with the other half for the kids section while the womens department are dedicated a whooping 3 levels. Just like Elayna said, 'Women's money easier to earn' I cannot agree more -_-". Which also explains why men's stuff are more expensive. Because they don't always change their stuff. Use until chui also still using, unless their mothers/girlfriends/wives get a new one for them. *haiz*
Not to mention the last time i got someone a gift which i brainstormed the idea for a very very long time and cost WAY way over my budget, the recipient complained that it was too kiddish and went back to the shop to get it changed for another design. Given that, either he plain didn't appreciate what i did or i'm just bad at picking out gifts. Thus, i learnt my lesson. I promised myself that i wouldn't let that fear get the better of me. But inevitably that fear was hard to dismiss. And the perfectionist just kind of gave up on finding the 'perfect' gift altogether. She'd let the pragmatist take over; let the boy choose and totally kill the element of surprise altogether.