i think i was kind of disappointed because there was this mass of fred perry sale frenzy and all kinds of spree organizers were organising sprees on FP and i actually clicked the site but i dumb dumb didnt realise the discounted prices would appear only AFTER you chose the item colour and design and by the time realisation dawned upon me all possibly affordable sale items went OOS.

i read up about fred perry online, got to know more about the brand, and the person behind it, and why the hell it's so coveted and so goddamn expensive [to me, yes, i only ever buy things on sale] and it's kind of quite interesting to me.

this is good cause i save money right? cause i didnt need the FP stuff, really.
and, the words of my sister,
'there'll be another one, lah.'

yeah, sure.

but there's always something heart-wrenching about the dress on sale that you loved at first sight, but didn't buy because you didn't know who'd you'd go out with while wearing it; the pair of shoes you didn't buy cause your feet ugly-fied them; the bargain you didn't buy because you reasoned with yourself and convinced yourself that it wasn't that much of a bargain anyway; the guy you really think you liked but couldn't bring yourself to do anything but wait for something to happen, which didn't; the module you really wanted but couldn't bring yourself to spend an insanely-unreasonable amount of bid points to bid for because you know you're a sucker at CORS; the petty quarrel you had with your father because you were pissed at his stubborn personality, even though you knew it was difficult for him but he was changing; the conversation that pissed you off and became the reason you didn't send your possibly really good friend off at the airport, even though you know you wouldn't be able to see him for a good one year; the hello you really wanted to say, the smile you really wanted to give, but chickened out because you weren't sure if the person would reciprocate;


it doesn't feel like what new year should feel like.
i don't think i should be, but i am.
thinking about all the things i didn't do, all the people i shouldn't have raised my voice at, got angry at, got sad over, pissed off,


and.....

oh well.
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but it get's better everytime i listen to it.

i wonder why.

maybe i'm getting old.
and tired.