clothes

sister:  'your dress is nice...'

me:  'thank you...'

sister:  'the one yesterday was not...'

me:  'haha...  true!'

sister:  'you looked pregnant...  you shouldn't wear it anymore...'

me:  'it's very comfortable...'

sister:  'you can be comfortable without looking pregnant...'

me:  'yeah...'

sister:  'you should always wear something nice so even if you suddenly run into someone you'd still look good...'

me:  'i don't really think of running into someone when i pick a dress...  i'd just be i'm going there, there, there, i'll wear this comfy one...'

sister:  'comfy does not have to mean ugly...'

so i was ugly yesterday?!  ouch!

"Eat to please yourself.
Dress to please others."

:"}

takeaway

mom: 'you want hanger?'

me: 'ei, thanks... i'll get the blue...'

i got four blues...

mom, pointing to the pile: 'there are more blues...'

me: 'those [navy blue and light blue] are blue blues... i want happy blues...'

same class, different species...

which reminds me of 'phylum chordata, class mammalia'... for some reason, it still randomly crosses my mind decades after biology class... :"}

up close

i have this stainless steel drinking glass in my dish cabinet.  i bought it a decade and a half back for when i'll need something that won't break or for when i have to pour something really hot.  i've used it only a handful of times and i haven't used it in a looong time.

today instead of getting my usual glass drinking glass (hehe), i reached out for the stainless steel one.

i washed it then drank from it.  nyahaha...  suddenly i remembered why i don't use it  ->  i can see myself reflected on the bottom while drinking.  so there were my eyes, my nose, my upper lip.  not pretty.

i was thinking, so this is how i look to the one i'm kissing.  no wonder couples close their eyes when they kiss...  ;"p

paradox

shirt print:

"You are unique
just like
everyone else."

it's because we are different that we are all the same.

: )

better

guy and i both carrying a box of cake.  i was careful to keep mine level.  the guy was carrying his slightly diagonal.

his had a candle taped on the box.  it looked like it's for a little girl's birthday.  i'm not sure the girl, if ever, would notice or would mind but i thought there'd be no harm in calling the guy's attention...

me:  'excuse me...  your box's tilted...  the icing might stick to the box or the cake might get deformed...'

the guy straightened his box then thanked me...

ei, good...  he didn't tell me it's none of my business the way this closed-minded guard did when i made a logical suggestion a few days ago, wahehe.

there is an obviously correct way of doing certain things.  don't oppose it to prevent damage.