So make my day.

I gave my mother a little treat at Delifrance, and later overheard her telling Gabriel that that was "the best coffee I'd ever tasted in my life, because Da-jie bought it for me". So that, plus the pleather clutch we got her, should make her a happy camper this week.

The red tide is in again. I quite thought my period had forgotten to come, until...

Style magazine, please give me the Prada fragrance hamper. I wrote a nice long email to you guys (albeit with a couple of grammatical slip-ups, much to my horror) and censored all my nasty comments. Prostituted my writing for a bottle of perfume. But not just any perfume. The Prada perfume.

In other news, my meetlist is lookin' pretty healthy once more. Tuesday shopping with the girls, Wednesday I have an interview at Somerset and tea with Hamidah, Friday's Japanese dinner with my secondary school pals. Back out of shopping rehab.