flawed work of art.
Friday, January 06, 2006 @ 4:46 am
yesterday, I went on yet another shopping trip to get my stuff for UK. this time was different. it was with mummy dearest. *smacks hand on forehead* and well, it was necessary to bring her along this time cos'...

1) they're NOT CHEAP.
2) it's a *blush* personal thing.

no, it isn't plastic surgery, you doinkey. it concerns a woman's assets. yeahhhh. those. *starts singing my humps by black eyed peas* oh by the way, we kinda figured out that humps are at the bottom and the lovely lady lumps are uhm, up there. what?! some people actually approached me and asked me, so after some careful deliberation, that (eureka!) discovery was made.

so, anyways, my mum was making things difficult when I went to her work place to wait for her lunch period.

mum: SO, WHAT DO YOU WANNA BUY?? (weiyi says that if you use caps without an exclamation mark, it means you're speaking loudly and NOT shouting. *rolls eyes*)
me: uh...
mum: what?!
me: you gimme money I go myself la!
mum: you know I don't allow you to go out yourself!!
me: *blinks* personal stuff.
mum: tell your dad what you want to buy.
me: *blinks again* I can't! it's personal!
mum's employee: bra-lah!
me: Yaya! precisely! *wipes sweat off forehead*
mum: don't lie....

I tell you. I'm gonna earn a lot of money and buy my own underwear next time.

that's not all. it got worse when we got there. I'm not going to broadcast what my cup size and what not is but here's a little uhm, general information. important for guys who will be going through the test of buying lingerie with girlfriends in the future.
Cup Size: A, B, C and so on...
mum's definition: means how big your boobs are-lah!

and the numbers following the alphabets?
mum's definition: how uhm.. tight you want the bra to be.

sometimes, I dunno whether it's good that my mum's a nurse and has seen enough body parts to talk so openly about these things.

mum: that size too big for a young girl-lah!
promoter: no-lah, madam. nowadays girls are very... uhm.. well nourished.
me: *roflmao*
mum: *makes a face*

my privacy was invaded by some stranger, promoter, I mean. but still a stranger. and I never knew one had to BEND to wear a bra. my gosh. I fail as a girl.. woman... whatever. ok, I can picture members of the masculine side shifting uncomfortably in their seats. I apologise. I just had such an amazingly hilarious time laughing at the way my mother and the promoter were debating about my uhm, assets. I felt like a piece of confused fish waiting to be sold to some taitai at the market.

oh wells, people, do pray for my IELTS test tomorrow. hopefully, I'll get an 8. (minimum requirement is 6.5 for college, 7 for Law Degree & 8 for Godma's mercy XD)

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