Just in Case, Really
Just in case you think that I am suicidal, I'm not. It just occurs to me to put up this really private piece of document for the public viewing of all. I adore Sylvia Plath poem where she says that dying is an art, like everything else. I want to write the best suicide letter ever - no self-pity, very brave and well, brief.
To everyone I know, especially and including Y3, MoonFace, Vv, Mom, sisters and my personal maid YSL whom I entrust not to reveal my personal details in the manner of Princess Diana's butler;
By the time you read this I will be gone . I am happy here in heaven. Living as a single amidst all the wonderfully married or going to be married peole was too painful for me and I could no longer be such a burden to you all with my whinings. I hope you understand why I have done this- I mean I just couldn't bear the thought of a lifetime alone with my Jimmy Choos, Guccis and Pradas, Or the humiliation of never being able to get a good table at Saint Marco again.
I love you and miss you all. Say hi to everyone at the Gucci sale for me.
Love,
A
My favourite photos of myself- if it's too avant-garde for you, I understand.
I have to say that I haven't got many belongings to give away but I hope you all love what you got from me. And of course , remember me.
Sorry to those who received nothing from me, not enough to go around and I think you probably don't need anything urgently. I will thinking of you I promised.
On the wrong path to heaven.
To everyone I know, especially and including Y3, MoonFace, Vv, Mom, sisters and my personal maid YSL whom I entrust not to reveal my personal details in the manner of Princess Diana's butler;
By the time you read this I will be gone . I am happy here in heaven. Living as a single amidst all the wonderfully married or going to be married peole was too painful for me and I could no longer be such a burden to you all with my whinings. I hope you understand why I have done this- I mean I just couldn't bear the thought of a lifetime alone with my Jimmy Choos, Guccis and Pradas, Or the humiliation of never being able to get a good table at Saint Marco again.
I love you and miss you all. Say hi to everyone at the Gucci sale for me.
Love,
A
The Last WIll and Testament of A Quirky Princess
To my mother
- My next highlight appointment with Shunji Matsu. Even if this conflicts with something really important like my funeral you should go to Shunji cos they are cheap and good.
- My discount cards: Metro 10-15% (a little mean but still worth it if you buy your La Prairie products from there; Wisma 5% (totally mean discount but there is this personal shopper at Max Mara there and maybe if you contact her she will help you. I mean mom, you could look really beautiful if only you pay someone to choose your clothes.
- My Tiffany earrings and heartshaped necklace ( I know it's actually yours but you'd totally forgotten about them)
- My Guccis and pradas are in the closet at the study, so if you want to escape from Mom, you know what to pawn.
- The contact list of my eligible classmates is in my W800i mobile. Call them and use my name so that they know that you are the friend that I have been aggressively promoting.
- Lap Cheong is on the dining dinner, sorry that I got no chance to try the ROBOGAO, but I am sure that it will taste great.
- Rochester Park private number- somewhere-. Ask for table 6 which is like the best seat. Use my name or they won't take the booking.
My favourite photos of myself- if it's too avant-garde for you, I understand.
I have to say that I haven't got many belongings to give away but I hope you all love what you got from me. And of course , remember me.
Sorry to those who received nothing from me, not enough to go around and I think you probably don't need anything urgently. I will thinking of you I promised.
On the wrong path to heaven.

1 Comments:
berdorf blonde... hehe!! U only got gucci! But u dun have to worry, i know where you hide all ur things! Hehehe...
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