went shopping today at Garden City today, with my war torn palm. felt so rich, and finally i walked into a building that strikes me as a "shopping centre" and i started what i was supposed to do.

went to this shop "live" and bought a damn nice polo tee that no one in singapore will have and bought a 80$ dull green wallet that is dman nice. haha finally can throw away the pirated gucci wallet. walked to this "beach" shop, and the cashier girls wore short beach shorts and bikinis, and the girls working there other than the cashier girls were wearing short shorts and they all loooked so sweet and cute and pretty! haha at first i was like "eh, what is with the angel wings huH?" cos i saw so many pretty girls in it, until i realised they were all slaves of the shop.

and so we walk and walk, than my wound started bleeding, from dunno wat, and i bought antiseptic, that made the bleeding worse (wasn't the drying kinda antiseptic)

anyway, so at 1630, they called me and daryl, asking if we wanted to watch movie. we wanted to shop around so said no. so they watched 1645 movie and me and daryl walked around. At 1655 we went into the beach shop again and than at 1705, we asked the shop guy "what time do u close" cos we realised the place was getting empty. he said 1700h.. ok.. fine.. so we bought our stuff (a sock) and we went out and saw the ENTIRE place empty. we were like wat the fuck, cos everyone else was smart enough to watch a movie, while we were both stranded in dead mall.

so we drove down to a near by cafe and sat there. and so the story ends now.