stubborn wrongs

is it stubborn foolishness, or am i being foolishly stubborn? black and white, i can see. why do i insist on jumping off the cliff when i know that what lies ahead is only a headlong plunge into nothingness? because i lacked the strength to stop myself before i've reached the edge, or perhaps, i've already passed the edge...

what's up with us humans. we know what is the right thing to do, but so often, we insist on doing the wrong thing, and usually these are things which are bad for us. it's like smoking, you know it's wrong, but you just cant stop doing it.

dinner last night was fabulous. i met alvin and we had dinner at this quite and classy restaurant called brasserie along club st. it was a feast man! at least to me la, cos i was sooo full after that. we had oysters, escargots (verrrryyy delicious), lobster bisque, beef, lamb, dessert, red wine, champagne....... the owner of the restaurant is alvin's friend, eugene, so we hang around a little after dinner to chat and drink. next stop was muse, where i was sooo happy i bumped into yy there!! it's fate la hahah.i love clubbing with the girl. after muse was zouk, again.

just like to mention an incident that happened outside zouk when i was leaving. i accidentally hit my foot against a pillar and it hurt like mad, so much so that instantly tears formed in my eyes and i was squatting at a corner of the pillar weeping. this guy came along first asking me whether i was ok or needed help, i just said i was fine and he went away. and then next came along a couple who asked me the same thing. and then lastly came a bunch of malay boys. no they werent some group of drunkards or gangsters. they were genuinely very nice people who were very concerned about my plight, so concerned that it really caught me by surprise. they looked so worried for me and even offered to send me home. so in the end i shared cab with one of them who was heading to cck. anyway, i'll probably never see them again, or even if i do, i dont think i can recognise them. so i'm writing about this because, it made me realise.. there're indeed nice people in this world!!! strangers who are kind to strangers! :) or maybe it was just because i must have looked pathetic squatting by the pillar in a dress, with tears running down my cheeks. haha.

went shopping with zixuan today. whoa! i bought soooo many things!! i came home with bagloads of dresses, tops, belt, bangles, make up, earrings... the shopaholic-ism in me was unleased. shopping is not just about possessing something that you think is nice; shopping gives you a sort of invincibility that you're able to have whatever you want to. the joy is in the act of shopping, and not actually having. which why...i did not really give much thought to my purchases, or my financial status...t's like a reward for myself after all these 'hard times'.