its scary when i get 20 over page views in a day and when i count the number of possible readers to this blog, it never exceeds my 10 fingers. i should be careful of what i write, next time. this should be the last not-so-safe post.


i woke up at Sharon's place, and felt quite refreshed even though i only slept at 4am. its going to be a good day right! had a mountain of pratas for brunch at the shop when i was cheated the previous time i patronized them. (if you followed my previous post, there was once when i paid $9.60 for 3 pieces of prata, it turned out that i had to pay for the curry that came with the prata, wth)

then i headed to school for a final briefing before i fly next thur. i saved a friend who thought she had to be at the airport on friday night instead of thur night, so job well done. i'm glad that i finally found a third person whom i can clique with throughout this trip! the rest...hurhur. then people started talking about travel insurance then it dawned upon me that its time i bought it just in case there isnt enough time to process my application.

i contacted my mom and she had an agent who has been handling our insurance policies for the past decade. well he seemed helpful and friendly, everything went well just until the moment when we discussed about payment. he gave me two options, either to pay by credit card or by bank transfer. well obviously i chose to pay via credit card since it was more hassle free, until he asked me for my credit card number over the phone. hell no, i definitely do not want to reveal my credit card number. so now i opted for bank transfer. i made transactions with AIA before, and it was one of the payees in my iBanking list, so i was happy that i didnt have to go through the whole verification process with my iBanking again. a text came with the payment instructions. he told me to transfer the money to a POSB savings account! erm, excuse me? shouldnt i be transferring money to your company's account instead of this dubious account which i've never seen before?

then it occured to me that he didnt ask me to sign any documents for the insurance purchase! hello! no signature, no proof?

i'm basically stuck now. my mom obviously has trust in him, given that he has handed all our policies for so long. but i'm skeptical at how he's handling this transaction. okay i dont really care about the money that much, the more important thing is to get myself insured! there is a history of theft/stolen luggage from previous batch that went over, so that i need to make sure i get insured for the damn journey!

what to do. what to do.

i had no mood to teach tuition just now. all my mind was filled with stuff about the trip. i havent bought a luggage, needless to say pack anything, i havent settled the insurance, i have no accommodation in Paris, i have yet to email my host family, i have no idea what to bring for them....

damnit.

amidst all the frustrations, i had to find out about certain things. shall i say that knowing the truth turned out to be more of a disappointment, bewilderment, than anything else. hey, i dont see whats there to hide, and whats there not to reveal. i'm not being a busybody but i just feel like i have the permission to know certain things?

then again, who am i to you?

like always, i feel like an idiot when the whole world knows about something in which i have no idea. call myself an insensitive bitch; its feels like history repeating itself, in the span of just 2 months? once again, i can forsee myself withdrawing from..whatever it is.

that led me to talking about a lot of other things and the more i went on, the more i felt angry with myself. (accumulated anger) when i talked everything out, gosh its either i havent grown up or i lacked the EQ. holding the age of 22 but always acting and thinking like a 2-year-old.

the show should have ended long ago, but it just started...again? its too tiring to watch.

如果每一天都这样‘多姿多彩’，我宁愿平平淡淡的度过。

fuck this shit.