Tuesday, October 14, 2008

My life as a poor artist...

I was out for a meeting yesterday.
And after that...went shopping.
I bought...

1. Cleansing facial gel for $19.95
2. Toner for sensitive skin $17.95
3. Facial scrub $15.95
4. BRTC wrinkle and whitening BB CREAM! $49
(YES!YES!YES!it is OUT and available in WATSON!)


Total...to about $103

Then I went back to the old restaurant I worked for..
And chef cook me some nice soup.
Later I went out with my old colleagues for tea...
and only spend $1 on a bowl of green bean soup.


Feeling guilty that I am quite jobless and not having income this month...
and also for next month...

I decided to refund the $49 BRTC-BB cream,
Vanity is at the rock bottom of my list now.

And so...i refund the BB cream.

Halfway on my way home...
I saw Guardian pharmacy having promotion
on the same facial product that I bought
and is $7 CHEAPER in total.

And so I tried to refund again..
this time my facial gel and toner...
but I was only allow to exchange other goods and not money...
Because I was at another branch...
So I grab some daily necessity..
to cover $38 of refund goods...
At Watson...I was thankful they allow my refund..
But I end up buying 3 months supple of sanitary pad,
shampoo, dental floss...etc...
With a surprise discount on sanitary pad..

And rush back to buy the discounted facial gel and toner at Guardian which is $7 cheaper.


My life...I just have to live this way...
As long as i want to be an artist.

Yet another dream...

I forgot what the dream is all about...
I only remember that I cried and cried in the dream.
Or did I?
Hmm...


That's all.

Another dream...

I think I really did not sleep well lately..
because I had been having quite a few vivid dreams...

This one was about someone whom I used to carry a torch on.
It was quite a sweet dream though...
I dream that he walked me home.

But in real life...he is getting married soon.
Oh well, dream is dream.

Better than nothing.

Dreams...

A few day ago...
I dreamt that I cut my hair...
(Not again!)
Yah...not again...and the scary part was..
I dream that I not only cut my hair..
But start to have falling hair..
And I became bald.

SCARY!

Grandfather of Soul...