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So I received a very pleasant surprise last night, in the form of a call from the Apple store. Not quite two weeks, but I'm not complaining. And I still can't get over how small it is! I'm so scared I'm gonna drop it or accidentally swipe it off the table (read: what I do to my phone practically once a day).
Did a bout of shopping too. I am a true advocate of the concept of retail therapy. I think once you get past the part where you get guilty pangs about the money spent, you can't help but look forward to getting home and admiring your new buys. Besides, you should only feel guilty if you've forked over an exorbitant sum for something that quite obviously isn't worth it. I like to think that I spend wisely (okay la, that's a euphemism for cheapo). But I really believe that you don't have to spend loads to look good. Say you have 50 bucks. You can either use it all up by getting a fancy top, or choose to spend it on a cheaper one and have some left over for a cool accessory, which you can use to jazz up a totally different outfit. Yet with that one top, you only get one look. You learn these things when you're on a limited allowance. :)
Ooh. That was probably the most fashion-y thing I've written in awhile. I certainly do not deserve the label given to me by Mr Emo Drama Queen (who is probably cursing at me upon reading this in the comfort of a Swedish-catalog room).