great.
i seriously cannot believe that mummy made me miss cell to go indian wedding outfit shopping.
that's really nuts. but that's what happened.
left home at 12.30.. came home only at 9. imagine being stuck in that silly place in singapore for 8.5 hours!!!!
and shopping is such a killer.
shop owners annoy me.
either they follow u in the shop picking totally horrible stuff...or they sit around and dun care about u. right. raahs.
so i think i went into like a million shops...
and it's so hard to shop when u alr know in ur mind that there's really nothing that will be of interest to u. i dunno bout u...but oh wells.
after a super long time. managed to buy ONE dunno-wad-u-call-it. cost was reasonable for a designer piece. (: means no one else would ever have the same thing as me.
haha.
so i thought...after that the shoppinh would be over..BUT NO.
craps. saw so many nice ones...but the price was like WOAH. $400...who wan to buy man!
walk walk somemore...walked into some ulu shop...but they had a super nice piece!!!... ah. i wan. but i concluded that tailoring a brand new one would be cheaper. so i did. but daddy was nice and said when we come again to collect my tailored stuff..and i still want it, i could have it. .
but no point also. where to wad occasion??? ee.
haha. then ma fan still must buy accessories. that's like the biggest headache ever. cos i dun like wearing those stuff.
being an indian is a tough job u know. so much for rich culture. nonsense!
and little india is a SCARYY place, to me.

then today...had to miss church...cos my poor aunt got into an accident...
cab drivers. RAAHS.
so stayed with her and my granny. poor traumatized people.
anyway,
in the evening was forced to go down to that weird part of singapore AGAIN.
AND MY GOODNESS...NEVER EVER GO THERE ON A SUNDAY!
actually nv go there at all if possible. LOL
seriously. mass exodus of MEN. it's really nightmarish.
my sis was holding on to me. i held on to mummy. and she held on to daddy.
funny scene. but safe.
irritating people exist leh. they walk on the road like it's their house liddat...cross roads like cows. siao. COWS. drive car also problem. walk right in front of it. wah cannot tahan...from the back seat i pressed the car horn till super loud..HAHA they got scared and siamed. my parents thought i was mad.
i am officially extra extra terrified of indian ppl other than my friends and family (who are considerably few in numbers.) omgosh they stare like wan to kill u liddat. and staring games aren't much fun.
OH. i have thought about, prayed, and consulted many other people..i have come a final decision.
i shall stay in the silly sch called ____ but switch stream..and just slog away till A's. saves me the trouble of choosing wad to do in poly.
hais.
see the silly sch again.
see the silly sch again.
see the silly sch again!!!
tiring weekend.
looking forward to a better week.
will miss those travelling..mandy take care!! i wan kimono too! HAHA.