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Monday, September 15, 2008
Vacation in mainland.
Thursday,
Updates with my birthday wishes,
19. Wendy, a cute emoticon on my sms.
20. ShiHui, sms wishes.
21. Eric, after i told him it's my birthday.
Coffee with Priscilla and Eric at terminal 3, grabbed a seat with the view of belt 47. Sipping ice cold coffee into the morning of Thursday. Boyfriend didn't make it for my birthday, he was out about half an hour after that, it must be the customs. Frankly, i was having some jitters and prolly some butterflies in the stomach. We were reckoning that he might have missed the flight because the baggages left were not many. The only details of his dressing i remembered were just shirt and jeans, blonde guy with old man glasses and adidas backpack. Spotted this guy who was carrying an adidas backpack, but chances of being boyfriend was unlikely, because this guy had a red mohawk without glasses. He began to loiter at the pick up area, Priscilla decided to go check him out. Deep down i was hoping this guy was my boyfriend but then again, it would prolly be fat hope because my boyfriend's so not metrosexual. To my utter surprise, it turns out to be my fucking boyfriend, he had this haircut just before flight.
"I was thinking of getting a haircut before i leave, i don't know how you want me to shave"
"I'm fine with anything, told you i like mohawk."
"I would get fired, i don't think it would grow back fast enough."
"You don't have to do it for me."
Damn was i speechless, grabbing this map of Singapore, hands dripping with beads of perspiration. It was a moment of awkwardness.
Checked in to hotel, turns out to be not what the picture described it to be though. Then i unwrapped my present from boyfriend.
A late night walk at clarke quay, grabbed some beers back and turned in for the night. Rise and shine, when i was still groggy from sleep, boyfriend popped the ring. Oh no, not the engagement, it would come as a shock to everyone, especially me. A kick start to a lovely Thursday morning.
Made a trip back home to drop some clothes and to bag more. Strolled to the food street and had chicken rice for brunch. Boyfriend had the first contact with dad at orchard towers in the afternoon to pick up the camera.
Back to hotel to nap and later wake up in the evening to dinner with Kalai at Shokodu pasta.
My punkass boyfriend phoning his mom which turns out to be someone else's mom after a minute or two of conversation.
Suddenly, i recalled that i have yet to give her a surprise for her birthday, ran to get a vanilla cupcake from Gloria Jeans.
Buys for the day, fourskin caps and my gold boho band.
Friday,
Initially we planned this day for Sentosa, to avoid the usual beach crowds but unfortunately, the sky starts turning dark. Plan striked off! Apparently, everyone knew i love my boyfriend that day, it was on my tee.
Brunch at Ramen Ten followed by major shopping spree, i got my new American visa card to splurge! Priscilla and Eric met us at Far East, loitered around the mall then drove over to Cineleisure for our movie, Forgetting Sarah Marshall. The name didn't really catch my attention but i was certainly wrong because the flick did, right at the start.
4 outta 5 popcorns.
Down to Bugis for some night street stalls shopping, got a green earring. Dinner-ed at NYDC.
His ice mocha.
My e=mc², genius drink.
Boyfriend wanted to go out for more booze but i was practically drained out, so stay in for beers. While packing, i played with his hoodie.
Buys for the day, Cotton On body lingeries (boyfriend had fun picking them out for me) and pink bedroom slippers, Body shop's body butter, far east cheap thrills, Esprit zebra print slippers, Faceshop's neon pink nail enamel. All with compliments of my walking atm card.
Saturday,
A late but fierce start on the bed to the late morning, hungover. By the time we got dressed up we were late, cabbed down to MSQ to meet Rina and Chris for brunch, starving with the growling stomach.
Thai Express-ed and mere window shopping. That was when i started to feel queasy, popped the green pill, the feeling just would not cease. Suddenly i have a craving for ice cream, after a few tasting, the sourish feeling began to fill my jaws. I just knew i had to run for the toilet, threw up the glass noodles and some red tom yum.
Dad picked us up and drove down to East Coast for dinner at Long Beach. Sister bought me the red devil squishy toy for my birthday, i can't stop squeezing it. Yet again, i was craving for rice down my throat and i gobbled up 2 bowls of rice including boyfriend's unfinished. Conversation over dinner wasn't as tense as i thought but it was brought over to after dinner by the coast. The queasy feeling still lingered on, bought this lemon peel to curb it and my lips started to turn pale.
Dad also drove around to show him the financial sectors.
Extension of hospitality to the hotel lobby, mooncakes and more conversation. I hardly knew that men have so much to talk about, especially with my dad, it's so hard to even strike a conversation. Mom even suggested to go for late night supper but i was too worn out for the day. I had bags of laundry and grabs, got my sister to bring it back for me and back to room for naps.
The view outside our window.
A glimpse of the pathetic and scary room.
Sunday,
Woke up just a lil past midnight, dressed up and packed. The last stop for this vacation, Ministry of Sound.
Hit the club at 2am with Priscilla and Eric, booze intoxication till i dropped. Again, i emptied myself, i saw my dinner, fish and vegetables, maybe some chicken too. Then comes the next craving, Mcnuggets. Drove down to terminal 3 but it was McDonald's breakfast instead, settled for Mcgriddles and a cuppa hot coffee.
Sent off boyfriend, so much of hugs and kisses. I swear i would have threw up in his mouth if i kissed any longer.
Hungover, woke up in the late evening, caught some colds. Popped the yellow pills and zonked out at close to midnight.
Monday,
Couch potato-ed. My digestive system hasn't been cooperative, what goes in must come out. This time i saw seaweed and rice from my brunch. Ice cream and hot soup afterwards, zonked out on bed till dinner.
Thursday,
Updates with my birthday wishes,
19. Wendy, a cute emoticon on my sms.
20. ShiHui, sms wishes.
21. Eric, after i told him it's my birthday.
Coffee with Priscilla and Eric at terminal 3, grabbed a seat with the view of belt 47. Sipping ice cold coffee into the morning of Thursday. Boyfriend didn't make it for my birthday, he was out about half an hour after that, it must be the customs. Frankly, i was having some jitters and prolly some butterflies in the stomach. We were reckoning that he might have missed the flight because the baggages left were not many. The only details of his dressing i remembered were just shirt and jeans, blonde guy with old man glasses and adidas backpack. Spotted this guy who was carrying an adidas backpack, but chances of being boyfriend was unlikely, because this guy had a red mohawk without glasses. He began to loiter at the pick up area, Priscilla decided to go check him out. Deep down i was hoping this guy was my boyfriend but then again, it would prolly be fat hope because my boyfriend's so not metrosexual. To my utter surprise, it turns out to be my fucking boyfriend, he had this haircut just before flight.
"I was thinking of getting a haircut before i leave, i don't know how you want me to shave"
"I'm fine with anything, told you i like mohawk."
"I would get fired, i don't think it would grow back fast enough."
"You don't have to do it for me."
Damn was i speechless, grabbing this map of Singapore, hands dripping with beads of perspiration. It was a moment of awkwardness.
Checked in to hotel, turns out to be not what the picture described it to be though. Then i unwrapped my present from boyfriend.
A late night walk at clarke quay, grabbed some beers back and turned in for the night. Rise and shine, when i was still groggy from sleep, boyfriend popped the ring. Oh no, not the engagement, it would come as a shock to everyone, especially me. A kick start to a lovely Thursday morning.
Made a trip back home to drop some clothes and to bag more. Strolled to the food street and had chicken rice for brunch. Boyfriend had the first contact with dad at orchard towers in the afternoon to pick up the camera.
Back to hotel to nap and later wake up in the evening to dinner with Kalai at Shokodu pasta.
My punkass boyfriend phoning his mom which turns out to be someone else's mom after a minute or two of conversation.
Suddenly, i recalled that i have yet to give her a surprise for her birthday, ran to get a vanilla cupcake from Gloria Jeans.
Buys for the day, fourskin caps and my gold boho band.
Friday,
Initially we planned this day for Sentosa, to avoid the usual beach crowds but unfortunately, the sky starts turning dark. Plan striked off! Apparently, everyone knew i love my boyfriend that day, it was on my tee.
Brunch at Ramen Ten followed by major shopping spree, i got my new American visa card to splurge! Priscilla and Eric met us at Far East, loitered around the mall then drove over to Cineleisure for our movie, Forgetting Sarah Marshall. The name didn't really catch my attention but i was certainly wrong because the flick did, right at the start.
4 outta 5 popcorns.
Down to Bugis for some night street stalls shopping, got a green earring. Dinner-ed at NYDC.
His ice mocha.
My e=mc², genius drink.
Boyfriend wanted to go out for more booze but i was practically drained out, so stay in for beers. While packing, i played with his hoodie.
Buys for the day, Cotton On body lingeries (boyfriend had fun picking them out for me) and pink bedroom slippers, Body shop's body butter, far east cheap thrills, Esprit zebra print slippers, Faceshop's neon pink nail enamel. All with compliments of my walking atm card.
Saturday,
A late but fierce start on the bed to the late morning, hungover. By the time we got dressed up we were late, cabbed down to MSQ to meet Rina and Chris for brunch, starving with the growling stomach.
Thai Express-ed and mere window shopping. That was when i started to feel queasy, popped the green pill, the feeling just would not cease. Suddenly i have a craving for ice cream, after a few tasting, the sourish feeling began to fill my jaws. I just knew i had to run for the toilet, threw up the glass noodles and some red tom yum.
Dad picked us up and drove down to East Coast for dinner at Long Beach. Sister bought me the red devil squishy toy for my birthday, i can't stop squeezing it. Yet again, i was craving for rice down my throat and i gobbled up 2 bowls of rice including boyfriend's unfinished. Conversation over dinner wasn't as tense as i thought but it was brought over to after dinner by the coast. The queasy feeling still lingered on, bought this lemon peel to curb it and my lips started to turn pale.
Dad also drove around to show him the financial sectors.
Extension of hospitality to the hotel lobby, mooncakes and more conversation. I hardly knew that men have so much to talk about, especially with my dad, it's so hard to even strike a conversation. Mom even suggested to go for late night supper but i was too worn out for the day. I had bags of laundry and grabs, got my sister to bring it back for me and back to room for naps.
The view outside our window.
A glimpse of the pathetic and scary room.
Sunday,
Woke up just a lil past midnight, dressed up and packed. The last stop for this vacation, Ministry of Sound.
Hit the club at 2am with Priscilla and Eric, booze intoxication till i dropped. Again, i emptied myself, i saw my dinner, fish and vegetables, maybe some chicken too. Then comes the next craving, Mcnuggets. Drove down to terminal 3 but it was McDonald's breakfast instead, settled for Mcgriddles and a cuppa hot coffee.
Sent off boyfriend, so much of hugs and kisses. I swear i would have threw up in his mouth if i kissed any longer.
Hungover, woke up in the late evening, caught some colds. Popped the yellow pills and zonked out at close to midnight.
Monday,
Couch potato-ed. My digestive system hasn't been cooperative, what goes in must come out. This time i saw seaweed and rice from my brunch. Ice cream and hot soup afterwards, zonked out on bed till dinner.
