Wearing one of the pre-loved that I got in Bangkok.
Ladies and gentlemen, OOTD36:
# – Leg not crossed.
Grey top thrifted in Bangkok for 100baht. If I feel a bit daring I could actually pull it down and wear it as a minidress.
Leopard print skinny jeans from Forever21. Heels from Payless Shoes and bag from ri2k.
Sitting in a restaurant now waiting for the person whom I’d be possibly handing over my hard-earned savings over for investment.
I know nothing about finances and at the rate am going I probably would not be able to retire with the lifestyle that suits me, hence this meeting.
I think when I have children next time I will make sure that they are equipped with knowledge on finances rather than chasing As.
In fact I think I will skip pre-school altogether and just bring them to playgrounds for socialising’s sake. And I will let them watch loads of Sesame Street, paint, do crafts (by the way this local business called Little Paper Crate supplies craft projects subscriptions for kids and parents – makes me want to have kids to play with!!!), read a lot of books and learn Mathematics by assisting with my cooking/baking.
I read that children in Japan don’t take a single exam until they are 10 years old. The first 10 years are focused on developing good manners and a good character. How cool is that?
Compared that to what I watched on television recently about Singaporean parents who spend $1200 per month on pre-schools and have their kids go for “enrichment” courses (read: fancy names for tuition classes because heaven forbid the kids are not learning enough from the 1.2k a month school) that go on until midnight wtf
Not surprising that the kids featured on the tv show have shockingly bad manners. One called his mother a T-rex on national television, though rightly so hahahaha
Hmmm, don’t know how I veered off the course so much from finances to child rearing but anyway if one day you ever found me blogging about my kids getting straight As and going to some fancy tuition class – I implore you to print this blog post out, roll it up, dip it in excrement and slap my face with it.