negotiations in the narepuk family.

mom: do you know to use spreadsheet?
me: ...mmm?
mom: spreadsheet, you know? spreadsheet?
me: um. i know excel. why?
mom: can you do something for me?
me: what do you want?
mom: i need to compile a list for my work.
me: ah. and what do i get in return?
mom: what do you want?
me: $40. or a polaroid camera.
mom: you're actually CHARGING me?
me: yeah.
mom: *mutters* i don't have $40.
me: too bad.
mom: what else do you want?
me: get me out of etiquette class.
mom: *stares disapprovingly at the way i'm sitting* you need it.
me: hmph. then scramble an egg for me.

apparently sarcasm doesn't work in this family.
i had a scrambled egg sandwich for dinner.

ah well.

just came back from french class.

here's a bit of trivia for you guys.
what items of clothing do all the members of my family possess?

1. nike prestos.
2. 3 piece pantsuits.

which apparently get better with age.
my dad has 3.
2 are from armani.
my mom has 2.
both from anne klein.
gee has 4.
1's from marc jacobs.
2 are from dorothy perkins.
i don't know about the last one.
i have 2.
one was leeched from my mom. the other was from gee.
gee's one's from marks and spencers/next
the other's the velvet one from marks and spencers.

we're narepuks with style.

thinking of wearing the next one tommorow for work experience day.

the ones i wear to BNP Paribas in london so that they don't kick me out when they see me lazing around. my sister's roomate's ultimate plan of dressing me up in gee's clothes and to hang around gee so that everyone will think that i'm another economist in bonds.
after the holiday the suit became mine.

and i wear the same suit for family board meetings. which is kind of useless, since i only went for it once, and it kind of sucks, since
1. after i went in, they changed the rule to those above 18 can take part and voice opinions during meetings.
2. even if i go, i can't vote on issues.
3. all my stocks are from my dad. and they've all dissolved. (the company is on my mom's side of the family.)
4. the property i share with my sis isn't bonded by the company.

besides, i don't go through too well with them, since my main motive of actually attending meetings is because i can gain part of the company's shares for myself. apart from that, i can't be bothered with their business meetings.

and it's kind of common knowledge who to company will go to after my grandparents go off. and then after my uncle.

if they're placing it on age, making the eldest grandchild have the most share, then gee'll have the most followed by another cousin, then myself.

if they're placing ownership on who they deem suitable, i'm pretty sure that i'll be one of the last few.

anyway, back to the clothes.

1. i'm comfortable in it.
2. it's in black.
3. it's formal.

the problem is that it's *too* formal.

ah well.