ball = shopping + diet. unwelcomed visitor into equation --> HERBALIFE
rmb the commissioning ball on 28 march? the most important thing was that i needed a dress, specifically an EVENING GOWN. me wanted to save money. save money = cheap or better still, save money = free. free = borrow. "who can i borrow from?" i thought to myself. ah, that girl from prom-the one with the red dress! mic yip's friend, melissa lim. we took photos on prom, and she had a purple dress similar to mine for post prom. mine was from river island, hers from H&M. well anyway, i got her email address from mic and asked if i could borrow her dress. she said yes but after i asked her if i could pick it from her house or sth she stopped replying to my email. =( i sent more mails every few days, till last sunday (22 march) i decided it was time to get a dress instead. actually, i was reminded by suyee's dress hunt for the ball that i had to get the dress soon in case it needed alteration.
went to shop for the gown on monday. started from paragon. Coast, Banana Republic, and Pois. For Wisma, store-name-i-can't-recall selling an Anne Klein dress, Jayson Brunsdon. Can try paragon and wisma if anyone's looking for evening gown. Pois (pronounced puah not poise) is deceptive:
1. From outside the store it seemed small, but when i stepped in i realised how huge the store was.
2. I tried on two dresses. When i peeked at the price tag in the fitting room i almost fainted. One was 3000 the other 2000plus. No wonder i looked so nice in them. Now i know why celebrities look so good, the right dress makes ALOT of difference.
So, if you have no qualms about parting with your money for gorgeous dresses, go to Pois. Or, if you're poor like me, you can still go in and try the dresses cos the salespeople are really nice to you even if you try on their dresses twice and not buy from them. heh.
in my opinion the banana republic dress ($429) or the anne klein dress ($255 on sale!) would have been fine enough. since he was so generous and insisted on wasting $400-$500 MORE on the dress even though i already flipped a coin 5 times telling us NOT to buy the dress, tommy and i settled for the jayson brunsdon dress in the end. its red too, coincidentally. and crazy generous gesture number 2. tommy insisted on buying the $271 earrings, not diamond but Swarovski crystals. from where? from Pois. now you know why its $271. but of course, i'm not complaining! i don't know if i should feel sad or happy that it seems like my get up would way way surpass my one and only PROM. haha! but since i'm trying to live in the moment, i guess i should be happy. LOL.
and there's the dieting! HAVE. TO. CRASH. DIET. wanted to water fast for a week. (fast by drinking water only, not fast by restricting water intake) obviously, my weak self is always unable to resist food. still, my effort is commendable so far, considering how much i usu deviate from my grand diet plans. i have managed to abstain from rice, bread and noodles for three days. i ate three oreo cookies without the cream though. still, that's just 90 calories, equivalent to a herbalife milkshake. HERBALIFE. ugh.
when i was on my way to wisma from paragon i walked by ngee ann city and was stopped by two girls who looked my age. when they started singing my praises i knew they had something up their sleeve- "probably a favour" i thought to myself. after a few more compliments i cut in "what do you want?" "can you help us do a health survey? it will only take 5 minutes!" "aahh. no wonder." part of me din wanna waste my time doing the survey, part of me wanted to help them with their job esp since i was free anyway. i then made up my mind to play the good samaritan. "where's your survey?" i asked, noticing they were empty handed. "oh its just there, very near! we bring you there!" VERY NEAR, RIGHT. we walked into ngee ann city and took the lift to the 18th floor. NEAR. this was anger trigger 1.
when the doors of the lift opened, the words on the wall screamed to my face. HERBALIFE. and i was told i was doing a HEALTH SURVEY. anger trigger 2.
here comes the 3rd-- (may i inform you that the magnitude of the trigger increases chronologically as well) they asked me to step on the weighing scale. STEP ON THE WEIGHING SCALE. hellooo. i myself have not dared to step on the weighing scale ever since i knew my weight was hovering around 50kg. now they want me to step on it for some bloody health survey?? infront of the BOTH of them?? "chill, you already came up to the 18th floor. might as well zuo4 hao3 ren2 zuo4 dao4 di3" so i stepped on the scale. i was then ushered to sit down at a table. sit down = no standing = not a short time = a long long time = a lot more to go. BUT THEY TOLD ME IT WOULD TAKE 5 MINUTES AND 5 MINUTES HAD ALREADY PASSED! this is anger trigger 4.
by now i was seriously pissed off. i managed to keep a straight face, and told one of the girls in a polite tone "i am very annoyed." i was given the innocent-wide-eyed look "why?????" i kept quiet. i was then told to grasp a stupid machine with both my arms out straight. hurry up! beep! good, faster! here comes anger trigger 5. this is the MOST ^&@^&#^!%&#^$%@$^^. "OMG! YOU BODY FAT IS 14.5%!!! ITS VERY VERY VERY HIGH!! DO YOU KNOW YOUR IDEAL WEIGHT IS 45KG?? REALLY! you see!", she pulls out a chart from nowhere. i could do a similar chart that said the ideal weight for my height is 100kg, and use it to promote goreng pisang and roti prata- using microsoft word and a home printer. if i'm the kind of person who points middle finger i would have done it at that moment. thankfully for them i'm brought up well enough to refrain from doing so in such *&$#&$&#& situations. according to caifornia gym, the ideal weight for 158cm is 51kg (which really isn't the point here cos in my opinion that's probably a medically healthy but socially obese weight) i was too reaking pissed off to argue with them over that. as much as i was trying to stay calm and happy, annoyance was etched on my face as i wrote down my particulars on a stupid form. i left out my phone number and address.
anger trigger 6- i thought i could leave after i filled in the form. but no. one of the girls took out a photo album and started "let me share with you my story. i used to play bball and ate a lot of junk food and i was very fat...do you eat alot? do you eat junk food?"
i wanted to tell her to just shut the hell up. instead, i said "i really am not interested. i was told i was doing a health survey, so can i leave now?" she SHAMELESSLY persisted "no, i just want to share with you my story.." seeing that i was clearly not interested in her weight loss story, she touched the back of my arms. "aiyoh! you got sensitive skin ah?" ARGH. ITS KERATOSIS PILARIS YOU NINCOMPOOP. i could already imagine her trying to sell me herbalife, touting its effects in clearing up skin problems. anger trigger 7. recalling the whole incident still makes my blood boil now. isn't it pathetic that people have to resort to picking at every flaw you have to try to sell you their products? i remember walking into guardian in search of eyedrops, only to have a saleslady come to me with a shocked face "YOU GOT ALOT OF BLACKHEADS!! do you want to buy our facial wash? can help you get rid of blackheads and pimples!" NO ONE IS PERFECT! hurtful, pathetic and completely unnecessary -that's what this sales tactic is.
"it's a genetic thing passed down from my dad. dry skin." i tried to put it across as simply as possible. wide eyed look again "really ahhhh?" that was the last straw. felt like slapping her. "I'M REALLY NOT INTERESTED CAN YOU JUST SPARE ME? IM RUSHING TO BUY A DRESS AND YOU TOLD ME IT WOULD TAKE 5 MINS AND THAT ITS NEAR. YOU BROUGHT ME 18 FLOORS UP, AND EVEN TOOK MY WEIGHT! CAN I LEAVE NOWWWWWWW!!!" she analysed my face. "sure sure. we'll bring you down" "no thanks i can make my down on my own" "oh nono its no problem we have to go down anyway" HAH. go down to con more people up.
p.s. i know a herbalife milkshake is 90kcals cos my mom used to drink them and sell them. she lost weight, gained the weight back and isn't selling them anymore. i'm VERY sure she never conned people that way though. it's really stupid, herbalife. you're better off spending your 90kcals on nicer food than drinking that horrid stuff. they call it milkshake. YUCK. its damn smelly. sigh. right now i feel like i'm caught in the washing machine, still struggling in the negativity of it all. stop stop stop. i shall stop my herbalife fiasco narration here.
pretty dress pretty earrings. think happy thoughts! hope i get to see kj and the rest on sat though. been long since we caught up. the last time i had to rush off early to watch andrew's musical with keith.
went to shop for the gown on monday. started from paragon. Coast, Banana Republic, and Pois. For Wisma, store-name-i-can't-recall selling an Anne Klein dress, Jayson Brunsdon. Can try paragon and wisma if anyone's looking for evening gown. Pois (pronounced puah not poise) is deceptive:
1. From outside the store it seemed small, but when i stepped in i realised how huge the store was.
2. I tried on two dresses. When i peeked at the price tag in the fitting room i almost fainted. One was 3000 the other 2000plus. No wonder i looked so nice in them. Now i know why celebrities look so good, the right dress makes ALOT of difference.
So, if you have no qualms about parting with your money for gorgeous dresses, go to Pois. Or, if you're poor like me, you can still go in and try the dresses cos the salespeople are really nice to you even if you try on their dresses twice and not buy from them. heh.
in my opinion the banana republic dress ($429) or the anne klein dress ($255 on sale!) would have been fine enough. since he was so generous and insisted on wasting $400-$500 MORE on the dress even though i already flipped a coin 5 times telling us NOT to buy the dress, tommy and i settled for the jayson brunsdon dress in the end. its red too, coincidentally. and crazy generous gesture number 2. tommy insisted on buying the $271 earrings, not diamond but Swarovski crystals. from where? from Pois. now you know why its $271. but of course, i'm not complaining! i don't know if i should feel sad or happy that it seems like my get up would way way surpass my one and only PROM. haha! but since i'm trying to live in the moment, i guess i should be happy. LOL.
and there's the dieting! HAVE. TO. CRASH. DIET. wanted to water fast for a week. (fast by drinking water only, not fast by restricting water intake) obviously, my weak self is always unable to resist food. still, my effort is commendable so far, considering how much i usu deviate from my grand diet plans. i have managed to abstain from rice, bread and noodles for three days. i ate three oreo cookies without the cream though. still, that's just 90 calories, equivalent to a herbalife milkshake. HERBALIFE. ugh.
when i was on my way to wisma from paragon i walked by ngee ann city and was stopped by two girls who looked my age. when they started singing my praises i knew they had something up their sleeve- "probably a favour" i thought to myself. after a few more compliments i cut in "what do you want?" "can you help us do a health survey? it will only take 5 minutes!" "aahh. no wonder." part of me din wanna waste my time doing the survey, part of me wanted to help them with their job esp since i was free anyway. i then made up my mind to play the good samaritan. "where's your survey?" i asked, noticing they were empty handed. "oh its just there, very near! we bring you there!" VERY NEAR, RIGHT. we walked into ngee ann city and took the lift to the 18th floor. NEAR. this was anger trigger 1.
when the doors of the lift opened, the words on the wall screamed to my face. HERBALIFE. and i was told i was doing a HEALTH SURVEY. anger trigger 2.
here comes the 3rd-- (may i inform you that the magnitude of the trigger increases chronologically as well) they asked me to step on the weighing scale. STEP ON THE WEIGHING SCALE. hellooo. i myself have not dared to step on the weighing scale ever since i knew my weight was hovering around 50kg. now they want me to step on it for some bloody health survey?? infront of the BOTH of them?? "chill, you already came up to the 18th floor. might as well zuo4 hao3 ren2 zuo4 dao4 di3" so i stepped on the scale. i was then ushered to sit down at a table. sit down = no standing = not a short time = a long long time = a lot more to go. BUT THEY TOLD ME IT WOULD TAKE 5 MINUTES AND 5 MINUTES HAD ALREADY PASSED! this is anger trigger 4.
by now i was seriously pissed off. i managed to keep a straight face, and told one of the girls in a polite tone "i am very annoyed." i was given the innocent-wide-eyed look "why?????" i kept quiet. i was then told to grasp a stupid machine with both my arms out straight. hurry up! beep! good, faster! here comes anger trigger 5. this is the MOST ^&@^&#^!%&#^$%@$^^. "OMG! YOU BODY FAT IS 14.5%!!! ITS VERY VERY VERY HIGH!! DO YOU KNOW YOUR IDEAL WEIGHT IS 45KG?? REALLY! you see!", she pulls out a chart from nowhere. i could do a similar chart that said the ideal weight for my height is 100kg, and use it to promote goreng pisang and roti prata- using microsoft word and a home printer. if i'm the kind of person who points middle finger i would have done it at that moment. thankfully for them i'm brought up well enough to refrain from doing so in such *&$#&$&#& situations. according to caifornia gym, the ideal weight for 158cm is 51kg (which really isn't the point here cos in my opinion that's probably a medically healthy but socially obese weight) i was too reaking pissed off to argue with them over that. as much as i was trying to stay calm and happy, annoyance was etched on my face as i wrote down my particulars on a stupid form. i left out my phone number and address.
anger trigger 6- i thought i could leave after i filled in the form. but no. one of the girls took out a photo album and started "let me share with you my story. i used to play bball and ate a lot of junk food and i was very fat...do you eat alot? do you eat junk food?"
i wanted to tell her to just shut the hell up. instead, i said "i really am not interested. i was told i was doing a health survey, so can i leave now?" she SHAMELESSLY persisted "no, i just want to share with you my story.." seeing that i was clearly not interested in her weight loss story, she touched the back of my arms. "aiyoh! you got sensitive skin ah?" ARGH. ITS KERATOSIS PILARIS YOU NINCOMPOOP. i could already imagine her trying to sell me herbalife, touting its effects in clearing up skin problems. anger trigger 7. recalling the whole incident still makes my blood boil now. isn't it pathetic that people have to resort to picking at every flaw you have to try to sell you their products? i remember walking into guardian in search of eyedrops, only to have a saleslady come to me with a shocked face "YOU GOT ALOT OF BLACKHEADS!! do you want to buy our facial wash? can help you get rid of blackheads and pimples!" NO ONE IS PERFECT! hurtful, pathetic and completely unnecessary -that's what this sales tactic is.
"it's a genetic thing passed down from my dad. dry skin." i tried to put it across as simply as possible. wide eyed look again "really ahhhh?" that was the last straw. felt like slapping her. "I'M REALLY NOT INTERESTED CAN YOU JUST SPARE ME? IM RUSHING TO BUY A DRESS AND YOU TOLD ME IT WOULD TAKE 5 MINS AND THAT ITS NEAR. YOU BROUGHT ME 18 FLOORS UP, AND EVEN TOOK MY WEIGHT! CAN I LEAVE NOWWWWWWW!!!" she analysed my face. "sure sure. we'll bring you down" "no thanks i can make my down on my own" "oh nono its no problem we have to go down anyway" HAH. go down to con more people up.
p.s. i know a herbalife milkshake is 90kcals cos my mom used to drink them and sell them. she lost weight, gained the weight back and isn't selling them anymore. i'm VERY sure she never conned people that way though. it's really stupid, herbalife. you're better off spending your 90kcals on nicer food than drinking that horrid stuff. they call it milkshake. YUCK. its damn smelly. sigh. right now i feel like i'm caught in the washing machine, still struggling in the negativity of it all. stop stop stop. i shall stop my herbalife fiasco narration here.
pretty dress pretty earrings. think happy thoughts! hope i get to see kj and the rest on sat though. been long since we caught up. the last time i had to rush off early to watch andrew's musical with keith.
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