Of red hot clutch and hydrangea

And so comes the red hot clutch…
Oops, spoiler!!!

Mozza Burger this evening didn’t really taste as yummy as it was years back. Did the Mozza actually have pickles in it? Eeuu… practically that was my lunch which was eaten during dinner. One fact proven today – shopping suppress hunger. That’s one of many easy and fun diet tips I’ve ever discovered. I would be so trim and slender if I were rich and all the money would be spent on clothing, accessories, entertainment and health but not food.

Talking about shopping, I wonder if I have such expensive touch. Whenever browsing on the clothing line, I would grab to check out on the most expensive outfit in the line. I never really wardrobe shopping here in Indon, maybe I should try sometimes. I found out that there are some nice clothing lines at Centerpoint on tolerably affordable prices and renowned quality such as The Executives, Simplicity and such. I ought to get some outfit to class, rather than casual ones. Concerning on another stressful 3 months to survive in this so-called ‘The Lucky Malang’, I need retail therapy besides all the massages, hair spas, mani and pedicures. Since the currency exchange rate has severely plunged, hopefully my fund benefactors will take this matter on their deeper concern and thus bank-in some extra numbers and decimals in my bank account. Amin…

I woke up this morning with much anticipation to visit the nursery. No no, not that nursery… but Splendid, the market where they sell plants and pets. Well, I got a pot of pink rose tree and a big white pot of yellow hydrangea. The hydrangea will turn purple as it grows. My other two housemates were keen on edible plants, but due to the prices which were a little more than their budgets, seeds seems to be good enough. As we returned home all sweaty and nasty (I was carrying my hydrangea in a pot all the way home because the bapak beca was so demanding on the price! Padan muka tak dapat duit langsung, we rather walk!), our other housemates were just woke up and Zana cynically said that my flower will last for at least a week, oh well we’ll see about that…!
Well sayang, since you always see me as Blair Waldorf, I dedicate this hydrangea for you (remember Blair's house always have these flowers on her round table by the stairs?)

Sunday is showing up tomorrow… see if I can start blogging about my chockfull Jogja trip. And yes, put up some pictures here. I just gotta blog about the bursting bus tyre.