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I share all my sporadic and toilet thoughts in here, because I am random like that.
I ought to stop buying shoes
As in, seriously!
In the past four months alone, I have amassed at least eight new pairs. It’s driving my mum up the wall, because I shift her shoes to release more space in the cabinet for mine. Plus, she claims my shoes are much, much cheaper than hers (which is true), so she should get first dibs on the storage space, not me.
Exactly what kind of footwear do I go for?
Well, one thing for sure – I do not fit the typical girly shoe-owner profile of collecting heels. I don’t quite support the idea of straining my feet. Rather, I go for comfort.
The girliest pair of shoes I own is a pair of gladiator flats. And so far, I’ve worn it only … about twice. Erps.
The bulk of my shoe cabinet comprises sneakers, Birkenstocks (particularly Papillios) and a collection of ballet flats and mary-janes in a myriad of colours and designs. The general gist is – as long as they are easy on the feet, I have ’em!
Uh, okay. I somewhat digressed. The purpose of this entry was actually to announce the arrival of two recent additions.
My existing pair of Nikes were starting to ‘talk’ to me (think a semi-detached, flappy sole), so I decided to get a new pair of sneakers in view of my trip to Vancouver next month.
This time round, I opted for Adidas – indisputably my favourite brand.
Adidas Superstar II in gold and white.
The laces were originally white, but I replaced ’em with a pair of black ones because I like having some contrast on my shoes.
Mmmm, awesome possums!
I always get a high from Adidas‘ stuff.
The last time I bought myself a pair of black Adidas sneakers (way back in early-2008), it took about two months before I decided to stop with the ‘I love them so much that I can’t bear to wear them‘ nonsense and eventually wore them out.
Adidas Superstar II, upclose.
Even looking at these pictures alone brings me into a tizzy. That is the extent of how much I love my new sneakers. (;
The second addition is another pair of flats. Not quite the usual style of flats, though. This one is slightly androgynous – but it was the colour combination and design that attracted me.
It’s a judgmental world!
One thing I really do not regret is taking up two psychology-related elective modules despite doing a technology-related degree – ‘Introduction to Psychology’ in Spring 2008 and ‘Social Psychology’ in Fall 2008.
Psychology is a really awesome discipline. It looks deep into the human psyche, and the takeaways from the modules I took were largely relevant in real life. It enabled me to better understand the behavour and thought processes of the people around, and got me in touch with the inner-workings of my mind.
I still have the textbooks from both courses. Despite it being almost two years ago, I can still vividly recall how I could practically devour several chapters of the textbook in one sitting, even going to the point of reading the entire textbook despite several chapters being ‘not in the syllabus’.
Needless to say, I aced both courses. Fun stuff, really. (;
It was also through Psychology where I realized that there are many flaws in the way human beings reason. It remains a fact that the world is a judgmental place, and the bulk of it is the result of these flaws in reasoning.
Human beings do make use of a lot of ‘shortcuts’ methodologies when perceiving things around them. These shortcuts ARE useful – they do save us a lot of brain energy, and we come to conclusions much faster when using these shortcuts.
However, these shortcuts are often derived from the general ‘norms’ or typical observations of people – which often do not apply to all. Most of us make use of shortcuts so regularly to an extent we fail to realize that human beings are a broad, complex species with a myriad of values, mindsets and behavioral patterns that cannot be fitted into moulds.
Lemme’ share some of the most common reasoning errors!
Singapore Bloggers’ Meet-up
This is possibly my second gathering with my fellow Singaporean bloggers – Dayna, Cherlynn and Ivy. (Actually, I’ve met Dayna and Ivy last year at a phone launch but that wasn’t a “gathering” gathering, so it ain’t counted, eh? (;)
Terry was supposed to come too, but fell sick at the eleventh hour. Apparently, Ivy claimed he sounded like an old man when he phoned her. Get well soon Terry, and we wish you were here!
The day started off with Ivy arriving at Relax Bistro (located at level 2, 313 Somerset) at 1.10 p.m. to find none of us around … even though we were all supposed to meet at 1 p.m. Oops. We eventually had a full crowd only at 2ish.
The food there was awesome. Pretty reasonably priced too. They also have some mad awesome drinks and desserts. (Think drinkable tiramisu and dark chocolate. Mmmm.)
Bewildered Dayna flanked by Ivy’s mushroom soup (left) and my dark chocolate drink.
It so happened that I discovered the happening of a flea market in the near vicinity earlier in the day, and everyone was in agreement about spending the afternoon there. Gee, I hadn’t done any proper shopping in weeks and a flea market is the best way to begin if you don’t want to burn a hole in your pocket, aye?
The selection of stalls at the flea market was decent, but the crowd management was pretty bad. Tables and chairs were scattered everywhere and it was hard to make out a distinct ‘path’ through the stalls. Cherlynn and I were separated from Dayna and Ivy at one point, and we had a hard time re-locating one another. Calls were missed due to the booming music (hoo, boy!) and it was hard to make one another out in the huge sea of faces. (People were starting to look like one another – that’s how badly the crowd boggled the mind.)
Cherlynn, Dayna and Ivy and I, post-flea market.
The above picture was taken at a slightly quieter section of the flea market which we spent the most time at. Of course, shopping loot was aplenty … but you can’t see them in the picture. That’s what carrying big bags are for. (;
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