Bank, Bank, you shoot me down

The Bank annoyance starts again.

Some knows about my ultra hatred for setting up bank accounts. About how it took me ages to find a bank that's willing to give me an account at no fees at all (I just think that it's senseless for me to spend money every month just to keep the account open- we're lending to the bank after all). Maybe I was being a bit too picky about which bank to go for but who wouldn't want to go for the best aye? So anyway, come January and I settled with NatWest. Up till last week, I've been pretty satisfied with the bank. Everyday transactions are problem-free, just a few glitch with International orders. It saved me money by not spending, so I'm not going to complain about that.

Note: I mentioned "up till last week".

So. Last week, NatWest called to tell me that they will be opening me a Savings Account because it was supposed to come along with the account that I applied for. Apparently the bank dude who opened an account for me didn't apply for me. No complains because I was planning to switch banks at the end of the year. Since the lady over the phone recommended me to open a Savings Account due to the large amount that I had in my account (my brother transferred my annual school fees over), I said sure. So she did and I have an additional account to my name.

A few days later, when I was about to pay my school fees, the website recommended that I should call the bank to check if I have a limit to my debit card. I called them and the dude told me that I have no limits (dangerous much?). No complains because other than the school fees, there isn't much money in my account. Seeing the amount I had in my account, he told me that I'm eligible for a Current Account. With a Current Account, I will be able to get a cheque book which is the sole thing that wins me over. So I said sure, I would love to apply for it and he transferred me to his Indian guy (accent tells all).

Indian guy arranged for my upgrade. He asked for details, put my through this 1 minute and a half of recorded message on information sharing and privacy policy AND even recommended me to their products. Okay fine, standard stuff. But the problem was that he just wouldn't stop! I told him "no, it's alright I will think about it another time". He said "why don't just get over it now" so obviously I had to say "ok fine" and let him continue. Do note that this conversation happened twice. I was definitely not thrilled when he kept on rambling about the exact same products that I had rejected. I was definitely not thrilled, at all, that I will be liable for the cost of the phone call. Not when he's recommending things that I really don't need. Should I give an example? Bank accounts that comes with a monthly fee.

Finally he gets the point that and the phone call ended. Great! Is this the end of my Bank headaches? No way ho say.

Over the weekend, I received a letter from NatWest. It contains my new pin and the letter says that my new card is on the way. New card?! It's probably for my new upgraded account. Today my new card arrived. To be honest, I was pretty excited because it's a new card. A real debit card. The ignorant me thought that the card that I have been using all along is a debit card, but no, it's merely a Cashcard. It's a terribly embarrassing thing to admit because it does say so on the card.

Excited, I took the new card off the paper and it says "for accounts ending with xxx6". It's not my main account number, but looks really familiar. Then it hit me. It's the account number of my new Savings Account. Omg. Debit card for my Savings Account?! Shouldn't it be for my Current Account?! Afterall, it's my normal account that's supposed to be upgraded to a Current Account. Why would I need a debit card to my Savings Account? Unless I'm a super shopaholic who needs two cards to gain access to the total amount of money I have... but I'm not. Besides, I have decided to start saving up for rainy days (whoohoo new aim in life!).

To cut the (already) long story short(er), I now hold 2 cards. Not that it's a completely bad thing, but I find it more convenient to hold only 1 card. It's just like having 2 keys to your door when you only need 1. It's either a new debit card replaces my old Cashcard (but same account- Upgraded) or Cashcard all the way. Whatever it is, I will have to make a trip down to NatWest to sort it out tomorrow.

If I were to have the same Indian guy to serve me, it'll probably be another story for me to recount.

continuation of unfortunate events

So. As mentioned, my luck hasn't turn for the better. Unfortunate event for yesterday was a pretty deep cut... on my middle finger. I was opening a can of mushrooms, was careless and accidentally brushed my middle finger against the sharp edge of the can. It happened so fast that I'm not sure myself how in the world did my finger land there as the motion of opening the can is actually away/ opposite direction. The action resulted in continuously bleeding for more than 3 hours (of course I applied pressure and attempted to stop the bleeding!). The cut runs through the cuticle, towards the stem of the finger. Hmm, yea that's a very lousy job in illustrating/describing my fatal wound.

Unfortunate event for today... I should stop thinking about my misfortunes. No, I don't mean that that is a unfortunate event but I just think that I should stop thinking about it. Live life to the fullest, you know. Be happy whenever you can... "don't worry be happy". I miss Singapore's old sitcoms. (random)

Anyway, week 1 of Lent is coming to an end. It's surprisingly quick, but I suppose it's because term just started and everything is going slowly once again. Just like how Michealmas started off. I wonder how this term will be like. Shaun's heading off for army in less than a month which means that I'll have plenty of time in hand (assuming everything else stays constant). Much less skype and texting... egawd. Scary much. (stop thinking, stop thinking, stop thinking...)

Urgh, Virgin broadband stink. The damn connection keeps on failing! WHY ARE THERE SO MANY INEFFICIENT PEOPLE IN THIS COUNTRY. For example, Council/Town Hall (seriously, my sister pays damn bluddy expensive tax for shit service) is so freaking slow and inefficient in merely producing a proof for my residence in this apartment. It has taken them more than a month and I still have got nothing from them. It shouldn't be a complicated task for them right? It's just a simple prove damnit. My blood is starting to boil. (lol)

Got to keep my cool. I shall make a move to my Cash Flow Statement now. (double urgh)

Imma show you something

Guess what.

CHECK IT OUT YOOZ (poser rapper in dA house)

You probably saw the next picture already. Sheesh. CAN'T YOU WAIT!

CHERRY RED! Not patent. 10 inches. Size sexxx

Some may be thinking that this is the one Boobs got, but I think it's not the same. His is authentic original while mine is original too but a more updated version. Well, they called it "material update".

I was thinking of getting the tall, patent Cherry Red, this one that I bought or the same one but in black. Patent Cherry ran out in size and the black 10 inch ones are so army-style! Besides, other brands are carrying boots of , well, the same inspiration, and most are in black. So, this one it is! :D

Never ever underestimate the effect of retail therapy. Even when you only bought a shoe and others may tell you that is not productive. Heck that because it's my very first Martens!!!!!!!!! Finally.

Not bad for a self-potrait right. (angle-wise)

Don't know when this elation is going to end. But it feels such a delight! :)

Monday comes and it shall be tights-shopping. I will be going for funky as in zebra prints, dots, light to baby blue... not sure if the last one listed will go with the Martens but hmm I do need more shoes and they may go with my new shoes! :)

Okay I'm starting to worry that I'll look really weird from now onwards.......

Update: wts the shoes that I have been eyeing at ran out of my size online!! Arghhhhh! Why must it happen to me all the freaking time. T_T

Last night, I've sinned. I told myself that I must read something educational but ended up watching 500 Days of Summer. But it was for a very good cause. I love the movie!! I'm actually thinking of buying the DVD. Shall get it in Singapore. :D

Time to repent and hit the books. Toodles you poodles!

vaio baby is back ♥

Yey! I skipped down town in the afternoon to collect my laptop. About a week ago, it was sent to Sony Centre for some repairing to be done. The body was getting really hot and affecting the many other cards inside the body causing it to malfunction. Reminds me of a high fever really. The repairman called me up a few days ago and told me that the whole fan has to be replaced with a new one.

I found the pricing quite ridiculous. The whole cost come to about S$252; S$60 for assessment, S$120 for servicing (e.g. cleaning the body, screen and maybe repairman to dig his nose, touch my baby accidentally and perhaps wipe that area again) and the remaining for the new fan. Can you imagine, the cost of the vital part is less than 50% of the total cost! The service charge is seriously insanely expensive. I would be more satisfied if only they cleaned it fully i.e. deeper, not just the surface. The inside of the keyboard is still as dusty and the buttons are mildly sticky. I want more value to the $120 paid! I thought Singapore's economy very add-value one!?! WHAT IS THIS MAN!!! (just had the urge to do that)

Nonetheless, I'm glad my laptop is back in my arms. The body issn't as hot as it used to get... FOR NOW. We shall see. I'll cry a river in London if the high fever comes back. River Thames no.2 @ Chancery Lane, attraction to-be!

6 days left in Singapore. Hmm, Summer sucks this time round really with all the restrictions and curfews and so much more other things! I still have so many people to meet up... :(

I just remembered something I must blog about. Shaun and I were clearing the bill for dinner once at this Okonomiyaki restaurant at Orchard Central. While queueing up to pay what was incurred (wow so Accounting!), we saw this sunny side up replica on top of a fake okonomiyaki. Being weird asses, both of us actually raised our index fingers (coincidentally) and wanted to poke the bogus yolk. Then Shaun used his other hand and stopped me. He lowered his other hand. We had a conversation:

Me: Omg I want to poke it!!
Shaun: NO! There's a chick inside.
Me: WTS??!?!?!?! ROFL!!!!!!!

Haha, what a cute moment! Cheers my sad Summer up. :D

in the 8 days

I've got quite a few updates here!

First one I'm going to talk about is my A Level results. Yes, it's released on the 20th; 5 days ago. Omg, it was such a nerve-wrecking moment. Never in my life have I felt so scared before! Counting down to the moment of release didn't help to ease my anxiety. I don't usually do countdowns as such but this year is just weird. I think it's because so many of my peers were doing it. Peer pressure, you know. I'm surprisingly prone to that.

My results were neither satisfactory nor a disappointment. I managed to get double A & B (AABB), which is kind of expected because of the effort invested in the exams (guilty for that, really). Nonetheless, I managed to get my ass in LSE!!! Wow, it's quite an achievement I would say. It's a dream, or not. I'm worrying about how life would be like in there. I have heard things of how cold the lecturers are, no or little young/hunky/at least non-balding lecturers, how brand-concious the students are, at least a 5000 word essay per week, WILL I GRADUATE?!!?!?, among other things. I seriously think there will not be a moment in my life when I don't worry for single thing. Sighzxz!

2nd update: I've chopped off my mane. Oops, I meant hair. It's not much different. It actually makes me look more like a kid. The haircut was pretty pricey for the kind of cut I got. It's not classy, different, cool, flattering, attractive... not anything that would make you think "wow, that's a 50$ haircut" but more of "hmm, it's a 20$ hair cut". In short, I'm not satisfied by my hair. I'll let you be the judge:

BEFORE

AFTER

I am thinking of getting another haircut in the UK if it grows long and look worst. Might as well try the stylists there since my hairstyle is horrendous then.

I cannot believe my eyes

Just when I was thinking I should really resume in attempting to complete my homework, I get this:

it says, "you have watched 72 minutes of videos today. Please wait 54 minutes or..."

My mouth are still agape as I type this. Like seriously, is this some sort of divine intervention/ assistance? I guess I am left with no choice but to really start wielding my pen like a sword, or lightsaber since it's May the Fourth (May the 4th be with you har har har) and clear that grotesque pile of flimsy monsters with black characters printed on surface. Oh, how I hate doing that. I am a merciful heroine!

BTW, Gossip Girl is still my favourite soap. I refuse to believe that my passion was squelched in such a graceless manner.

There's one more thing quite unbelievable...

don't be fooled by the light.

Say hello to 7.30 PM! The Sun didn't set for another hour after the pictures were taken. How awesome is that? ;D