Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Sweetest sadness.

What better way to welcome the start of our break with a belated
post to revive this stagnant space? Heading straight out of school
after our final paper. What made me mad was the invigilator who
happened to be the lecturer I walked out on. He thought it was
entertaining to speak to us about sanitary pads. Think again.

It turned out as a date between Cryst and I when the rest bailed out
albeit against their will. We contemplated several ideas but thought
Sentosa would work best. Marina Bay Sands was one of the options,
but I was glad it did not end up our decision.

The sun had long set when we eventually arrived at Sentosa. Just
a penny for my thought, the greetings need to be revised."Have a
nice day" when you are almost done with it?

Cryst was exhilarated upon seeing her globe. Cryst to the globe,
just like toddler to a toy. So we got a couple of pictures out of it and
ventured a little bit before heading to the Beach Station.

We spent no more than two hours on that little island, but it felt
like we reaped enough satisfaction out of it. Cheers to our rather
random escapade!

You know how I always check my mobile phone in the midst of my
sleep. So on Sunday afternoon, I read and replied an unexpected
text forty minutes after receiving it. I kind of hastened myself yet
took my own sweet precious time to prepare.

I ended up meeting Kenneth at five, but at least whilst waiting, he
visited his ex-colleagues at M.A.C. After going out for his smoke,
we walked around Ion aimlessly at a pace relatively slower than
my usual. I wanted to laugh right there and then, but it did not
seem to make any reasonable sense.

Me and my insanely dumb suggestion to get out of town and check
out Marina Bay Sands. That place was such a bore. Well, at the very
least, we got to see the structure with our own eyes.

Kenneth had been craving for shisha pretty much the whole time,
so he called his friend and together, we are the Power Puff Girls.
Nah, we went to Haji Lane to do what a man got to do. Nah, we
went to shisha. One new found friend and everything about her

is nice. Like Kenneth, she was mixed. Hence, the name Aisha Lin :)

It was a pleasant surprise when I found out she lives in Pasir Ris
too. So Kenneth headed home while we chilled at White Sands
McDonald's with Aisha's friend, Shaun. That was how my
supposedly lazy Sunday turned out.

The highlight of Monday had to be the night at Clarke Quay. Amanda
and I had been doing much walking all around, and we decided to
end our day with dinner at Central. We fished our virgin experience
at The Manhattan Fish Market and I venture to say it is a pale
imitation of Fish&Co. Nothing beats the authentic!

A round of drinks before wrapping our day up, and I finally had
my good hours of sleep in the nice weather.

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