I think my ATM card melted
It’s been smoking ominously ever since my shopping spree at Orchard last Friday, the last day of exams for NUS.
A quick comparison of expenditures:
For the month of November, I spent $269.95. This includes my phone bill, ez-link top-up, a couple of online purchases, groceries, and that madness one Saturday at IKEA.
It’s midway through December now, and I’ve spent $968.65. This doesn’t mean that my total expenditure for December will be double this figure! Unless I go seriously insane, or buy a guitar. Which may both be the same thing.
I actually had to get my statement and figure out where all the money went, because I’ve been NETS-ing so much left-right-and-centre that I can’t even remember some of the things I’ve bought.
On Friday at Orchard, I bought one Topshop sweater (I love their basic tops), one Esprit camisole (that was all I could afford from that place), and a CD for my Il Divo-enamoured mum.
On Sunday I was at Orchard again, but this time I was more a victim of circumstances, because I had to meet my friends there. I think I showed amazing self-restraint in buying only one CD ($11.90 for James Morrison’s Undiscovered) and a bar of chocolate. Unfortunately, the self-restraint doesn’t extend to the eating of the chocolate.
For Monday I can proudly claim that all my NETS purchases were for necessities, although some may point out that I could certainly live without them. Live without my moisturiser and wax strips? Look, I don’t think the world is ready for a hairy, parchment-skinned monster as yet.
On Tuesday I had another shopping spree, although it was milder this time. Egged on by the offer of cheap perfume, and the luxurious feeling of my friends’ fleece jackets, I went to Holland Village, Lucky Plaza, The Heeren, Pacific Plaza, and Wisma Atria. My extensive legwork doesn’t show up in the statement, because I saw nothing at Holland V, The Heeren, or Pacific Plaza that I particularly liked. I did buy ridiculously cheap perfume at Lucky Plaza (if it’s fake, Lucky Plaza ripped me off; if it’s authentic, Sasa, Tangs, Robinsons, etc. are ripping us off). Then it was off to the Gap store at Atria to buy the hoodie I’d been eyeing since Sunday. It’s not as edgy as the Volcom hoodie I tried on - that one had paint splatters and appliques - but it has the advantage of being bright red, so I can play Red Riding Hood.
So yes. New jacket, new tops, new socks even (but I paid cash for those, so they’re not responsible for the melted ATM card), new perfume, new CD. Delicious chocolate for my senses, and toiletries to combat any resulting zits. This has to be the best Christmas I’ve ever given myself.
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