Being Happy Is A Choice

Monday, July 11, 2005

These past 2 days have been crazy shopping days for me. Went out on Saturday to get some clothes, and more on Sunday. Actually wanted to buy a new jacket suit for my JAL training, but ended up buying the 'casual' clothes.. I'll be working from Monday to Wednesday at the NUS commencement and a couple more days at the studio office. Hopefully the experience from the previous days can carry over and not ruin the good image of the company in my mind.

I met up with ZX and MM on Saturday, went for a Japanese buffet at Cineleisure, laughed our way through the meal, and began our shopping journey.

Sometimes I just can't help but agree that life is made up of coincidences... MM suggested that we cross the street over to Heeren from Cineleisure and walk down the stretch. Usually we'll just walk down before Ngee Ann City and Wisma Atria. We were walking beside the NYDC cafe outside Heeren when a Caucasian guy called out to us, and started asking me if I know where are the good places to go PARTY. He was with his group of friends, all of whom I thought were really not bad looking... Drool

I was like--- Errrr. Think ZX will have a better idea. I just blurted out whatever name I can recall at that moment-- Velvet Underground, Zouk, ChinaBlack, Thumper.... Errrrrrr. If you want to count that as a 'yan yu', hehe, go ahead. I'll just take it that the guys happen to talk about partying and see us walking by, and we look like we know the places to charge down to. I'm a friendly and helpful Singaporean, that's all.

We were walking at Wisma when we spotted some magazine event thing happening at Level 1. Being the ever-curious and don't-miss-out-anything girls, we made our way down to find out more. It was the Shape magazine 1st-year anniversary celebration thing. Me and ZX bought the current issue and received a very heavy goodie bag, and had our photos taken after a very nice makeover.

Anyway, my feet are soooo tired after 2 days of shopping. And my arms are aching from the heavy bags I lugged around. Ouch. Have to be prepared to stand in my heels for the next 3 days... Ouch in advanced.

A Lone Fighter stayed home at Monday, July 11, 2005