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    Rebel without a cause.
    Bitched on: Wednesday, December 06, 2006
    Time: 12/06/2006 09:49:00 PM

    I dyed my hair today.

    Aiyoh... so expensive leh.
    $79.90. And that's just to dye the hair leh.
    At that Mark Lee's hair salon at Jurong Point, 'Storm' or something like that (got brand one hor...).


    OMG. I sound like a neighbourhood beng. That would go well with the hair. Yes, the blonde hair was a tad over my comfort level and I actually dyed it again (thank God for cheaper DIY) to a more 'acceptable' colour. But still enough to (hopefully) shock my parents.

    Yup. Yup. I'm still 'rebelling' against my parents. For what? I don't know. Haha...

    They didn't bat an eyelid when they saw my hair though... grrr....
    This calls for desperate measures.

    Shopping binge!!!!
    Forget 'shopping sprees'. I shop binge.

    Been doing that since exam ended (which reminds me, I am so going to fail... gahh...).

    Anyway, went to Vivocity four times liao. Damn crowded every single time I go there (and the crowd even spills into the HarbourFront train station!!!). Its like the entire Singapore goes there to shop nowadays. Plus, I gave up trying to watch a movie there. Its close to impossible to get the movie tickets you want. By the time I get to the front of the queue, the tickets would be sold out. Happened to me twice! So unlucky!!!

    And shopping there can be headache. Don't get me started about the 'circulation' (architecture talk for 'how people move', something like people 'ventilation') in the shopping centre. Its really confusing (especially for easily 'lost' people like yours truly). Morever, I'm not so much impressed by the architecture. I've seen better works by Toyo Ito, the architect who designed it (actually its probably his staff who came up with the design, he, like what my friend said, merely signed his name on the plans...).
    "Ornamentation and crime." - a book by Adolf Loos (some architect who died a long long time ago)
    And that seems to be the case with the curvilinear design of Vivocity. The facade is totally non-structural, just mere added-on 'decorations'. An 'eyesore' really.
    And the ceiling inside. Is it just me or do you feel claustrophobic with the low ceiling (and again with the curvilinear technoid shapes)?

    OKOK, I feel like I'm drifting off to writing an 'archi' essay.
    So back to my rebelling; shopping. I bought this really cool shirt from New Urban Male that says:
    "If I were a watermelon, would you spit or swallow my seed?"

    Geddit? Funny right? Haha...

    Bought more tops from Nike, Topman and Adidas. Thinking of buying another Levis jeans. Shoes... I need shoes....

    Man, I sound like a girl. So I should try to do 'manly' rebellious stuff next time.

    Like I said in my tagboard, I tried to pick up smoking but... damn... its too expensive (what? $10 for a pack?). I'm paying that amount of money to drive myself to an early grave? What's up with you smokers?!

    And... Before I forget, the controversional ear-piercing.

    Nope.

    Never going to happen. Well, its not because of the pressure from those who were against it (especially my dear twinny), but because I chickened out. I was this close to piercing on Monday night when I felt all woozy listening to my friends talk about their piercing and some other piercing accidents (good thing I wasn't 'accepted' into Medicine or Dentistry... a silver lining... trying to see the silver lining... sob sob...).

    So I threw that idea to pierce out of the window...

    Gah... I'm a wimp. Lol.

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