A quickie...
Bought an ensemble for CNY from Robinsons Centrepoint last Saturday for under $60. Discount items but I'm quite proud of my picks (in other words, my fashion sense). The colour theme this year is ever-so-safe-albeit-boring blue. The top (short-sleeved shirt, floral-admixed-with-stripes) costs as much as the jeans (Danish brand, 4 You. Love the bold sulphur yellow brush strokes on denim front and back).
Got my revenge on Ngee Ann food court. Had a Beard Papa cream puff and a Japanese chicken-on-a-skewer.
Bitch-a-lot mode activated: a certain all-girls' school along Marymount Road produces the antithesis of angelic convent girls (since a long time ago, I suppose Singaporean convent girls haven't been angelic anymore) -- fat (doesn't help that their uniform is sleeveless), smelly (especially those in PE kits) and worse of all, noisy (they yak and yak and yak and yak all the way from the time they board the bus -- the driver had to scream "Don't push, don't push!" which is very telling of their lack of graciousness -- and shout past your heads to beckon to their friends at the front of the bus to squeeze through other standing passengers -- bull-dozing with their humongous schoolbags -- to join them at the back and then they gawk at graffiti -- the R-rated type -- at the back of the bus and go "Yee-yurr" collectively before breaking into the typical schoolgirl hyena-laugh). The most riotous fellow passengers you can ever have on a hell-ride.
