i'm so bad

Maybe it was because my mom used to treat me like an invalid and always insisted that she pack my luggage for me that I have become hopeless at doing it myself.

The procrastinator's way of packing:

• The day before travel: Trusting myself to be efficient this time by planning out my outfits and promising myself to pack ahead this time.
• Day of travel: Lounge around all day because I believe that I have sufficient time (because seriously, how hard can packing be?).
• 1.5 hour before travel: Panick. I start shoving all kinds of things into my luggage and pray that I don't forget anything.
• Departure: Shit, I forgot my straightener (charger, socks, clean underwear, or something).

Of course, my room would be a disaster while I pack. I can't seem to help it. (Haha, can you see my yoga mat? This was from days ago when I was on my must-get-skinny mode). I still haven't even finished unpacking from my Vegas trip. Gah, I'm terrible.

shoe lust

Uhm, aren't these Michael Kors "Gansevoort" Platform to die for? I think they would go with everything in my closet.

tax season

Darlings, it's that dreadful time of the year again. It's tax season.

Last year when I went to do my taxes by myself for the first time, the tax lady started lecturing me about things in tax jargons that I didn't understand! It would be even worse this year because I freelance, which means I'm supposed to be in charge of my own bookkeeping and finances and stuff. I can't really be bothered.

BASICALLY
The stress of hunting for scattered receipts and such
+ the stress of being lectured by complete mean strangers
+ the possibility of owing the government money
+ sorting out my own stuff due to lack of an employer
= DEATH

After months and weeks of burying my head in oblivion, I finally buckled down and did it online. It took me nine million years to figure things out, but I am done and I did it all by myself. I am a genius (well not really) !

And I don't owe anyone money.

i'm baack

Las Vegas was so exhausting! No one told me that it would be more exhausting than doing nothing at home! With that said, I would definitely go again, but not with Las Vegas virgins because I can't do the Strip again otherwise I will perish into nothingness from exhaustion (S, go with B or your sis and we will do Vegas again!).

Day 1

Waiting for KK.


We started off with a mandatory drink. It was sort of delicious but very strong. It knocked us into tipsiness quite early on in the day.


Trekking through Caesars Palace Forum (I think) - basically where all the expensive shopping was (stuff that we couldn't afford obviously).


Caesar's again.


Delicious junk food from Serendipity. I sort of wished that we order their infamous frozen hot chocolate too.


There were a lot of this - walking, walking, walking, pose, pose pose, walking, walking, walking and then turning around to smile some more. This was when we were walking back from the Fashion Show Mall to MGM for dinner. It was the longest, most exhausting walk EVER. It took us nearly TWO hours.

Day 2

Frolicking by the pool first thing in the morning!


Since I didn't want to jump in the water, I volunteered to get breakfast for toutes les mondes.


BREAKFAST! I think the mojito here was 254316254365124x better than the ones I had in Cuba. It was so delish!


Outfit shots! We basically bought all of our clothes the day before.


At the Venetian in front of the gondala rides which we didn't go on instead we watched people go on their romantic rides and then made fun of them.


Dessert at the Wynn Buffet, which we waited an hour in line for! It was the longest wait of our life. This was the second buffet of Day 2.


Putting on my shoes to go. As you can see, I was struggling quite a bit.

Outfit shots again! We were basically bridesmaid in dark dresses and cream coloured shoes.


Biggest winner of our trip with a total of 254354254 dollars (and then minus ALOT).


Soaking in bubbles in our hotel room. We needed it after walking five million miles during the day and then clubbing with our already blistering feet.

Day 3

Walking on the 'Brooklyn Brige' because we are lovely tourists like that.


By Day 3, we were craving Asian food BIG TIME!


On our way to the outlet. I think we allocated only three hours of shopping time but instead we spent a lot more.


Vintage Vegas. Next time, I will be sure to check it out.


At the Bellagio. We are wearing matching FCUK sweaters that we bought for $25, which is awesome because it was soo windy in Vegas. How is there WIND in the desert?!


Checking out of our lovely hotel. I notice that I always stand so barbarically!

Day 4

Was basically spent in transit! When we were at Tenessee - Lady 1: "Who goes to the desert to eat sushi!?", Lady 2: basically yelling at the poor many trying to help her in her wheelchair.

It was a lovely and exhausting and expensive trip! OMG, who knew that I would spend so much money. My dreams of winning the jackpot was shattered, but it was understandable as I only put ONE WHOLE DOLLAR each time I played and I only played at the penny slots. I am not much of a gambler, sadly.