gah inflation

to date... i believe i owe my mother close to $2.5k.
though that includes money i owe her for the US trip..

the cost of re-furnishing my room is $1.5k and counting. still need a table, maybe a chair, i want a rug, and a beanbag if i can keep all of that under my budget of 2k

i am watching a significant amount of my london savings disappear. hmmm. and i haven't even wired the money over yet. erk.

and the going out with people + public transport costs about $100 a week... or more.

work starts in two weeks.... heh 6 weeks to survive till some money comes in woot!

only in singapore

had a really really fascinating day - which initially had only one goal: haircut


they made a mistake with the reservation... so after all the screaming (mom->me) that we'll be late etc etc. we went there and there basically wasnt an appointment slot. so. had to wait 2 hrs for the next slot that the stylist would be free.

in the two hours i...

1)got my eyebrows done instead (where the gal told me i was pretty, was shocked that i've only ever had 2 boyfriends, and told me that the guy must treat the girl well)

2)'eavesdropped' on a conversation about ang moh boyfriends and married life and clingy-ness/independence

3)was greeted by 6 staff when i walked into esprit (a bit over the top eh.)

4)met a salesman in harvey norman... who couldnt grasp what a 'sound system' was outside of a 'hi-fi', who couldn't really speak english, and who probably was from china.

then i got my hair cut, and on the way home i was approached by 2 girls for some 'breakfast survey' which was actually a gimmick to sell me some nutritional breakfast drink...

5) and i was asked if i was from singapore (woot.)

6) told that i'm 29% body fat by their machine... insane. 1/3 of me is fat? you gotta be kidding me. putting on 9% of fat in 3 years in london is a bit extreme, even if i'm flabbier now...

7) told that i had a small frame (small frame?!?!?! this is the first time i've been told that in my entire life.)

blessings

i was thinking about money and all that jazz in the shower just now
(probably cos i was talking to reuben about financial planning and investments and stuff last night)

i think...
i dont just want to have 'the occasion' to bless people
i'd like to be 'a blessing' in every sense of the word. and not lose the 'me' who existed in london.

time energy and money... to give away.

after all. all of that belongs to God in the first place.
me being rich here in singapore... is just experiencing God relocating His finances for His plans - i wanna be part of those plans... chase after them... not chase after the money and status that my parents worry so much over