Yay its xmas. The time of crass commercialism and cheesy carols.


Ytd while doing last minute shopping at orchard road i realised how xmas, for most people, is all about shopping. while i can't really complain cuz i picked stuff for myself along the way (XMAS EVE SALE TOO TEMPTING LAH), it seems as if xmas gives females the chance to shop till they drop, with a reason, while males just tag along, carry the bags and complain. While navigating through the countless ah-noying people who stop suddenly in the crowd, whip out a hp/camera and start snapping away, i was thinking how xmas has suddenly become such a madcap, commercialised affair.


Yeah the shopping is fun and all, but my feet hurts and my back is breaking after two consecutive days at orchard. Indulge in all that urban mall-trouping for a day or two and justify it all by imagining the happiness on the receiver's face the moment they open the present you queued for hours for. But i guess above it all, what i really want for xmas is to spend some quality time with my family and friends. Yup, even more than the sony cybershot i'm dyyinnng for.


Oh well, 4/6 of the jiemeis are celebrating later at my house. yay.


And in a sudden fit of irritation, i suddenly feel like saying, all the money in the world cannot buy good taste. Oh, and humility as well. Not every piece of prada looks fantastic, brand-whore.


But its xmas and i shouldn't bother about the insignificant. =) So, happy holidays!