...sale, sale, sale, sale and sale.

i've just recovered from a bout of shopping spree last month. i can't believe my eyes when i saw major departmental stores having sales again.

i never thought i would turn into a shopaholic. but i will, if i dont watch out. the feeling is really nice, to be able to spend money and buy things that i like. especially at a bargain price. it is such a pleasure to be able to pamper myself. i guess i was quite a tight fisted person last time. counting ringgit and cents. maximising usage to its worth. well, admit it, i still am to a certain extent. but i am gradually learning how to depart from my money. after all, when i die, it would be of no use to me. but what if i haven't die and have not enough? not enough is always associated with greed. and money is the root of all evil.

so back to the topic of sales. what shall i buy this time round? since i didn't purchase anything from the recent travel fair (guess really no holiday for me this year), i should have an excuse and unspent money to trifle away.

hmm... shopholic goes local...

...d.a.d. in the p.a.p.e.r.s.

hahaha... somebody gonna be proud that his face appeared in the newspapers today. needless to specify who that vain person is. well, it's time for him to get a shot in fame. never too late. never too old. at least not for notorious reasons. anyway, i can always disassociate myself. hahahaha...

...not being left out.

47% of people in China don't know how to speak Mandarin.

hey, i didn't make this up. it was reported in the star newspaper today. o.k., to be more exact, it said, "...only 53% of the public can speak the version of Mandarin known as putonghua, or 'the common language".

boy, it did make me feel better... a bit.

i'll be the first to admit that i'm a banana. can't speak mandarin. can't speak cantonese properly either. but i must broadcast that some friends said my cantonese has improved.

it is a handicap not knowing one of the more widely spoken language in the world, especially when it is a language associated with my skin colour and that of my forefathers. after all, how then can i go bargain in a land where shopping is cheap and fun!!

yet, there are times recently when i felt blessed for not knowing the language. coz it basically meant less work for me and i would not be responsible for certain things in the office. hehehe...

well, here's to language or the lack of it... cheers!

...a note to self.

dO nOt wAnT tO wOrK lAtE aNyMoRe!