Wednesday, February 14, 2007
feb 14
haha. that's all i can describe about today. plain ol' simple haha.
I went shopping today! Before you ask, it wasn't with my gf or anybody special. Well, I mean romantically special la. After all, my friends are all special what. :D
Shopping at Far East, with six girls, I think today I entertained more than I ever did for a company of the same size.
Not to mention being called 'girl' by the food stall owner, who immediately said I very handsome when she learned I was a 'He', [No, I did not show her my gender].
I look like a butch meh?
Well, I managed to keep within my budget! Bought a shirt for 50 bucks. And my shoes 29.90. And 'learned' how to flick my hair, just like a girl, for free. Talk about a skills improvement program.
Oh, and the shoes were a buy one free one at the shop opposite school.
And the gossip over the food table. Heh, I'm such a gossiper. Which is why I'm drinking Root Beer to drown my sorrows. Though all it produces are burps.
Anyway, the girls I went out with are a great bunch though. All know how to laugh. Which is like oh, [flicks hair] so important when one is with me. [wide grin]
And I can never understand why everybody is fascinated with my hand hair. i mean, it's just deforestation taking place. [ponders awhile] Or maybe it has a relation to the gap of the ozone layer.
And bleddy hell. Three traffic jams on my way back to Tampines from Orchard on bus 518. Took 1 hr and 45 mins! And you would have thought the roads would be empty on Valentine's Day because everybody is busy pak tor-ing at the parks or at home drinking their loneliness off. As a result of the jams, my salon closed and I couldn't cut my hair! and Watsons closed too! I couldn't buy my face wash!
Sigh.
At least I managed to get my shirt and my shoes, so half of my list is done. Just the hair cut / trim and my face wash.
And since I'm working tomorrow, maybe I'll get a shampoo after the hair cut / trim so I won't have to go home and bathe. and go out again.
Heh. And my phobia of chilli never fails to come up during meal times.
And, you. I can't quite figure out if I like you or not. I'm mentally unliking you while my heart goes in the opposite direction.
What if the one you like, doesn't meet any of your 'criteria' at all.
I miss you. That's for sure. Maybe it's your eyes. It's always the eyes, I guess.
sigh.
I saw an eyesore. Did your eye saw?