I want this charmingly ugly dove purse from Parkway. I should have just acted against my better judgment the other day and indulge myself in something so sublimely ugly. It's pretty ugly, pretty, but ugly.

I read up on stress management and they said that your greenspots can help you relieve your stress and I got pretty stressed when I started identifying my greenspot because I am torn between

mangoes
kinder buenos
dove amicellis
cream chicken pasta
popiahs
donuts
ferrero rochers
durians
kiwis
after eights
thin mint ice cream
meiji milk
werther's original
mentos yoghurt
hi-chews
ayam penyet
coke!
chocolate fudge brownie
chocolate therapy
nestle's crisps
SUNMAID'S RAISINS (TRUST ONLY SUNMAID!)
alpia's chocolate-coated raisins
chillies
almond cucumber cream
MIXED FRUIT TARTS

I can never decide what to eat and where to eat because I always want to eat everything and go everywhere! And currently, my greenspots are kit-kats, iced tea, raisins, dewberry cookies and my favourite strawberry swiss roll!

My current ambition at the moment is to open a food journal where I'd travel in search of good food. It'd be a very tactile travelling experience. I won't just get to see the world, I get to taste them, and what more can one ask for! Last month, my ambition was to set up a business running a book cafe where book lovers can meet and mingle and the interior would be a scene stolen from the past. Just last week, though, I wanted to be a lawyer after I saw someone reading a book on financial law. You can call me fickle and indecisive for not having a clear view of what I want to be in life or you can call me prudent and practical for considering every option available to me. The latter would do me justice though.

La la la. It's funny how so much can change in a span of a few years, it's odd how someone can be an entirely different person in a matter or months and transformations can go beyond recognition. But perhaps the most intriguing nature of mankind is how we can forge and break bonds over and over again. And after so many cycles, what is there left to break, really?

I dont remember much that happened in the past, and I remember only memories that trigger my endorphins, but I must say that I've learnt alot. I would love to tell the world about my life lessons and go on and on about my growth, but my journey is still not over, I'm not done growing (mentally and physically in areas that needs growth :p) and I'm not writing a book.

Or maybe I shall really write a book one day.