Downpour has ceased. The sun is still in hiding somewhere. But the wind is up. By knots I gather. That is reason enough for me to be...to be...
Wednesday, I witnessed how makciks [who claimed they are suffering from athritis and rheumatism, asthma and shortness of breath and everything else that falls between] jostle one another in their eagerness to grab the best deals at Anglia! And in their excitement, managed to knock me off my axis of balance several times!
Anglia's great sale was great! It was unfortunate that the space constaint brought me great pain.
But not before I gained 5 tops! My card had a good time!
Wednesday did not end there. Orchard was my next target. Well, I was only following orders. These voices in my head.
Orchard was madness. All I could make out were heads. And SMRT chose a great time to shut the entrance to Wisma from Orchard station. Us bozzos had to go up, walk, go down, and go down again to reach the entrance to Wisma!
I blocked faces, smell and noise. Too overwhelming!
By the time I made my way to Far East, my legs were giving way. But the voices were too loud I was left with no choice.
Everything was enticing but my well-developed sense of control won the battle. But not before putting on a tough fight. Well, a belt and 2 tubes that landed in my bag were essentials!
When my butt made its emergency landing in one of the plush sofa at Gelare, I was almost thankful that it there that my legs falter! Anywhere else would be...
I downed my iced mocha, and took notice of the snaking queue behind me. Taiwan Street Snacks and British Take-Aways! The smell though heavenly, was filtered out of my system with great reluctance!
I landed up in a Mercedes cab and my goD I almost didn't want to leave when the uncle drove up to my place.
Thursday came all set with lightning and thunder. I pulled my blankets closer around me and then realized that I had a rendevous. VivoCity.
Blunder Alert: I was already 45 minutes late and I had to miss my stop at Dhoby Ghaut. How foolish!
I had a deja-vu attack as soon as we stepped into the place. People were thronging the place, laden with bags of goodies.
And those prams!! Someone should outlaw prams in public places!! They are more of a menace than the informercials on public alert.
And I don't even want to get started on the bawling babies.
The queue at the cineplex went past pageOne. Naturally, we had to abandon plan to douse ourselves in a little humor Ben-Stiller style.
And all the while my pink heels were silently murdering my feet.
Entry into pageOne after a lot of senseless walking did knock sense into us. Well at least we were looking at things that were...sensible??
I want to live in a loft!
With a walk-in wardrobe. French windows! Lots of wood. And cement floors! Lots of drapes in purple tones!
Sigh!
Nokia 7290 was sold out! Everywhere.
And Vivo is pathetic when it comes to mobilephone shops! Go work on that!
But pathetic as it was, I got myself Lancome's Hypnose. Smell was hypnotic. I was hypnotised so obviously the salesgirl took advantage of me.
Orchard beckoned to us and before we knew it we walking out into Orchard MRT.
Up and down and down again we went into the open arms of Wisma.
Kino turned out to be a disappointment for me. Elizabeth Bear's novel wasn't available and I didn't want to go through the hassle of ordering it through them. So I had to leave empty handed.
And just as it was on Wednesday, I landed up in a cab again.
