Pitza♥Summer

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

finally i'm blessed!!!!!!!

Today started right I guess. I'm feeling rather elated and blissful even though I'm typing from the airport's computer right now. Went for yoga in the morning and poor lilian only had me during her 11am lesson. We did lots of silly movements---they are supposed to be sexy and sensual :p---- and she tortured me with lots of abdominal crunches!!!! Was trying really hard not to give up and wave the white flag. After which, I headed to NZ immigration to settle my visa matters and it seemed like deja vu. The sercurity at the lobby told me the same thing he mentioned the last time I came to collect the application forms!!!! Apparently, his daughter has exactly the same name as me. Angeline Yang. How coincidental.But I must say Angeline is a really common name and the likelihood of meeting another with the same name is rather high.

I had time left after the application and managed to have a break at coffee bean. I truly love takashimaya during christmas. IT's all "christmasy" and joyous, with cheery christmas carols playing in the background.Most importantly, there's always a toy fair at the basement arena when christmas is nearing. Even though I no longer yearn for toys like I did before, I love browsing around and checking out the new gimmicks that toy makers lash out for those little rugrats. Toy makers are coming up with more toys that imitate real life, such as kiddy-version digital camera and PDA, for those precocious kids that can't wait to grow up. Adults, on the other hand, are fed with over-priced items that allow them to reminisce their childhood---- vintage care bear plushies, hello kitty accessories etcetra.How ironic. Maybe toy makers have started to hire psychology experts to aid in their brain-storming processes.

But i really wonder what christmas would be like without the commercialism. No toy, no decoration, no turkey, log cake and ham. It would give me somthing less to be excited about, though I should be celebrating the birth of christ instead of thriving on what commercialism brings.

Back from the digression, I ordered a chipotle chicken sandwich and took a seat where I could observe people instead of them observing me. While I was slowly savouring my sandwich, I noticed striking similarities between the girl sitting at the next table and myself. She too was eating alone, sipping a cup of coffee and breaking up a raisin scone--- my usual orders if i'm not at all famished. We are of similar built and age and she made me felt as if I'm looking at myself.I venture on numerous solo shopping trips this year and have been quite a lone ranger. How I wish I've the courage to approach the girl and speak to her. I bought a ginger bread man after that. I'll see christmas, hear christmas, smell christmas and taste christmas as much as I can. To my great disappointment,it only comes once a year.

Love, Pitza 15.11.06

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