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read between the lines
contented i feel extremely contented right now, i don't know why. perhaps it's because i had a very long weekend (evaded that thing called work on friday thanks to my sickness), or that (for a few months) saturdays have always been my favourite slots for watching the telly, or simply because i had a relaxing day today, taking out my (proudly) self-purchased hp touchscreen pc and using up most of the free game sessions that came along with it.so maybe it is a good thing after all, falling sick. okay so i felt bad having to miss a wedding, and okay so i feel guilty having to miss church tomorrow (i wouldn't if there wasn't any peer pressure, because i think god understands), and of course i felt uneasy taking a day off work and not being able to squeeze in eight more hours of much-needed finishing up the project, but today i just put it all behind me and gave myself the break i needed, for once. and it feels like it's paying off now. of all the 100 free trial games i played, diner dash and fate were the closest to what i would find engaging; i'll have to leave out insaniquarium and nitro drive 'cos my brother used up their free sessions. it felt pretty good to hold, touch and doodle around (with the stylus) on the very first laptop (or tablet pc, to be politically correct) i bought with my own money -- it's that independent consumer thing; nothing beats using something you like that you were financially able to afford. side note: it also helped that i got it at a good deal, with an optical mouse, headset, upgrade to 4GB RAM and laptop bag (all hp products) thrown in, thanks to the second-last day of s'pore's recent pc fair -- probably the first and last time i will be going, no thanks to the crowd, the two-hour wait for the taxi back to jb due to terrible traffic congestion and this commanding biatch (see post script) i met while doing my rounds as i checked out what each booth had to offer. kind of like my baskin robbins ice-creams, the hmv on-sale CDs and the my chocolate indulgence cakes. the wrong impression would be that i splurge and i get these things often, but that isn't the case. it's just, lately comfort food has been...a source of comfort to me. an affordable comfort that i am able to get on my own, anytime i want, to ease me into something close to bliss. thank god for good genes providing high metabolism and (a blessing in disguise) daily exercise in the form of speedwalking through the customs crowd every day. back to after the tablet pc. (oh and i slept well, i woke up late but not extremely late.) grey's anatomy was supposed to come on, but instead they had this mooncake festival concert in this alien language called mandarin, so it gave me more time to match egyptian runes in some pyramid bejewelled-style game. cashmere mafia was up next, which, though no match for its tv slot predecessor, private practice, was better than nothing. then came beverly hills 90210 (not the new one, the very first season). at first when they announced they were showing the rerun i was rolling my eyes like the rest of the family, but watching it again is different this time around, 'cos i was a kid when that show first took off. the only thing i remembered as a kid was that jason priestley was hot and it was this show about students. ahahaha. well my memory did serve me well, but of course this time i am able to understand the dialogue and i now see why they compared my favourite O.C. to this show -- the similarities are obvious. (note: i can understand why the final season of the O.C. tanked...the storyline became just too illogical for suspension of disbelief to continue to take place.) yawn. i'm tired so instead of tying up this loose end i am going to stop abruptly and retire contentedly -- basically soak in this passing moment before i wake up and go back to the grind. p.s. "commanding biatch" -- she is the icon of why i hate the average girl. she recommended a laptop but someone else was perusing it, so while waiting i wanted to ask related questions but she cut me off and said in a really rude tone of voice, "let me explain the specifications to you first" like some madame hitler. and after rattling off whatever was on the brochure (as if i am blind or like a child in dictation class), i asked if the laptop in question could support games. "yes, but research shows that playing for hours on the laptop can spoil your eyesight." like, what kind of promoter are you to talk bad about your product and who are you to wrongly prejudge that i am an avid gamer? |
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