Please, just play along.

23 February 2009, Monday:

Basically, I was out the whole day with my soulmate.To put it simply, it was a marvellous girls-day-out. Needless to say, the dumb blonde moments we had made our day. Weird people on the streets will never fail to tickle you.
We grabbed a bite at Starbucks and chocolate drinks just made us hiiigggghhhhh. People on the streets were bound to think that we were as drunk as lords or something.
"Hello, ladies. It's still too early to get drunk. Get a life."
Then we went all Hong Kong-y with the accent. Nangbilong, as in Nabilah. Jeng, as in Jean. Et cetera.
We popped by Amanda's workplace too. Haven't seen this lady in ages.

I am dead beat.
(Lack of sleep can kill me stone dead.)


24 February 2009, Tuesday:

I was totally psyched about the meet-up with Timothy. Yes, indeed it has been eons since I last saw him. Both of us had been fussing over what to do when we hang out together. Ultimately, we settled for some shopping. He wanted to get a bag, so we headed to City Hall in hopes of finding one. We scoured every possible place, and he managed to purchase his bag. It dawned upon me that guys can shop like girls too.
(Timothy, acknowledge your presence if you were to read this.)

What is this world turning into? I have an aunty in gothic outfit. Either that, or Benjamin Button is reflected on her. Am I supposed to dress myself in heavy floral shirts with shoulder pads and dark-coloured slacks? This better not be some fashion trend that we have tomorrow. I'm sure we all have better taste than that.

Timothy checked out some shoes, and I must say, those are pretty pretty shoes. Shoes, baby. We did catch up quite a fair bit. In fact, I managed to update him with my happenings. Everyone needs a good listening ear.
I will never forget the old couple we saw. They were the sweetest things.

We didn't hang out long today since both of us wanted to get home early. We bumped into some of the teachers from ex-secondary school when we were on our way home. Teachers like Ms Lim, Ms Sheila and Mr Choo. Not a change at all.

Just so you know, my aunty, which is my stepmother, returned today. I am confused. I have absolutely no idea what has been going on. Some time back, my dad told me my aunty is bound to leave this home one day. When she did, I thought she left for good. She took most of her belongings with her. But now, she is back. Had my dad not told me anything, I would have took it as she was at Vietnam to visit her family. I have never interfered with their matters, but I do wish to have a brief idea of the happenings, you know. Keeping me in the dark will leave me imagining and speculating. On the other hand, some things are better not to be known.

I suppose that's how life should be. Therefore, I am not loving every moment of it.
(But I know I want to.)