Another fruitful 5 days spent...
25th November 2004
Went to have Vietnamese noddles with my mum and bro cuz we had the sudden craving for the noodles. The only place that came to our minds which provided economical vietnamese and thai food was Anchorpoint's food court.
And so, we started our journey to the west.(alright, from west to west..who says i cant? haha..)
The long journey on bus 198 was ok. I always enjoy the scenery offered to me throughout the journey. It never fails to remind me of the happy days where i always reluctantly took 198 home everyday faithfully after school.(yea, of course it's after some, or rather, much fun...how could we have missed out any chance to have fun?)
The Vietnamese noodles didn't exactly tasted like what i've expected it to be. I've expected it to taste like what my aunt had previously cooked for us, but it somehow disappointed me. Though, it tasted pretty nice.
What's after eating? Shopping..WoOhOo!~
Didn't do much of shopping..merely bought a pair of purple pants and a purple earrings to go with. I'm rather crazy over purple nowadays. Not that this colour just swept over me. But i realised when i say i like purple, it's hard to believe, cuz i have nothing purplish with me. So, i decided to make my words believable. Geez..
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26th November 2004
Jurong trip to get some stuff...
I got the Cortry masks, remeber i mentioned getting the masks in the last entry? I tried it. It's great. My skin seems to be getting better. Maybe due to psychological factors, anything. Think i mentioned the rest in the previous entry, so we'll skip to the next day.
Jump!~
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27th November 2004
Huimin and I met to buy a present for our lovely Ching, and of course, yeah, so clever...Retail therapy again. (Been having too much..)
After some scavaging through the shops, we found this item that we thought would deem useful and suitable at all times. Geez..and itchy min again bought a dress. Ah ma so old still wear so trendy ah..haha..ah gong v fortunate ah..hee..Though this little couple doesnt express their love for each other by hugging and kissing away like nobody's business, they do show evidently through little actions. When yy called min to complain about his plain and fugly food, ah ma straight away drifted into her thoughts as to how to send food to her dear. After some time lost in her thoughts, she suddenly came up with the idea to send the food straight to his house even though she herself wasnt feeling well. How sweet of ah ma. Ah gong ah, you heard it? Better treat ah ma exceptionally good k?
Geez..Ooh, and i have to mention this shop in Far East level one, called Qoo.D(a clothings shop), or something like that, located just beside Ba Pin(the shoe shop). If you arent looking for anything, do not, i repeat, do not set foot in there! It can be scary.
The sales people in there promote their clothes like crazy! If this doesnt suit you, they dig for another to suit you. They'll keep tyring to introduce you to all the clothes they have. Walking out of the shop empty handed is rather difficult. This is what they call Aggressive Selling. Fortunately i only succumbed to a top i was eyeing, not really cuz they push the blouse to me, and managed to push 3 jeans they strongly recommended to me.(even though these jeans surprisingly fit) I came up with all kinds of reasons. Phew!~
A walk down Orchard road and i realised more and more old people were starting to sell tissue papers on the streets. I usually buy a dollar of tissues from this old lady who often sits beside Grand Hyatt hotel, just before the road across to CK Tangs.
There was once i decided to buy tissue from this old lady. WHat she did was stand up, gave me an extra packet, and patted my back.
"good girl, thank you."
I regretted not buying more tissue when i reached home. And this day, i bought $2 worth of tissue paper. I had only wanted $1 worth of tissue paper, but she stuff another bunch of tissue papers into min's hands before i could say anything. (Auntie, i wanted you to earn the money. How do you earn when you give me so many packets of tissue? Where are your children? How could they allow you to sell tissues by the roadside when it's so dangerous? I dont understand, but i believe there're things i cant and wont be able to understand.)
Take care, all elderlys!
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28th November 2004
Early morning, my family woke up especially early at 8 on a Sunday morning and got ourselves all ready for the journey to....Johor Bahru!
It's the 1st attempt to JB without our dear car, cuz of the monsterous jam through the customs and the danger of our dear car being stole.
We met my dad's colleages at Kranji, and there we were, all excited to start our short one-day trip to somewhere outside S'pore.
All we had to do was to take bus 170 or 169 from Kranji mrt station, den go through the ever-efficient S'pore customs, the take-their-own-sweet-time customs on the other side, and take a cab wherever you wana go around JB. That's it. Sounds simple enough, yet tiring.
Not wanting to come back with anything precious missing, no bags were brought along, we only brought ourselves along, together with some money of course, and handphones to be able to keep in contact, just in case.(Choi!)
I broke my brains thinking of whereever is safe to put my handphone. And the final conclusion, somewhere where it cant be seen, cant be touched by anyone, and close to your heart. Yeah, the "specs". Why on earth am i saying this on the world wide web? Geez, i just think it is a rather good idea for females to keep their handphones(providing your hp is small enough..), money, and valuables there. Ssshhhh! Dont spread this secret remedy. Keep it to yourself. (Crazy me)
The only place which was safe enough to take out your hp, is the toilet(w/o anyone except your family and friends).
There..mini phototaking..in the toilet of Holiday Plaza!
My mum bought a Burberry wallet at only 29.90RM, which is like a quarter much cheaper than in S'pore! I saw this LV monogram little handbag, but i couldn't bring myself to buy it. So.......
Next stop was City Square, a large shopping mall with all kinds of things, and not to forget, my favourite, The Reject Shop. There arent any sales people to ask for what you want. You find the things yourself, and that's where the joy of shopping lies, the overwhelming joy and praise for yourself for finding such a good deal. *Pats myself on the shoulder*
I spend all of the Ringgit my dad gave me to spend, oh, i have 30 ringgit cents left, i didnt spend every single cent afterall..haha..
After much shopping, which was thoroughly enjoyable. It was the long way back home. we wanted to avoid the crowd, so we proceeded home at 4pm from City Square. I'm pretty familiar with the route and procedures now. Hmmm..Shopping in JB anyone? Geez..
When we were waiting for bus no.170 to arrive, i saw this pitiful old man begging for money, in the the middle of the congested road. The thing is, it's really heart-wrenching to see such a thing happen, especially before your eyes. The only kind person i saw whom bothered to scroll his window down and give the poor man some money, was a caucasian. The poor elderly was shaking from the cold winds from the shower earlier on. Somewhere nearby was another old man, sitting at the side of the road, asking for some money with a pathetic shoe box. In addition was a old lady at the corner of a bridge. She looked so skinny, so fragile. Not forgetting a mother carrying her baby who was wailing all the time just outside City Square. My dad gaved my brother some money to give to the poor mother and child. The rest were too far from us. My heart broke from all the sight. The shopping mood crept away. I almosts cried from the sight. It's so heart-breaking.
It's not bull-shit to wish for world peace. Not only are they words which beauty queens say during peagents, but words right form the bottom of the heart. If there werent blind extremists, they would actually be enough peace around the world, not to mention modern society beliefs.
So people, please, reach a helping hand if you can. Those 20 or 30 cents might mean so little to you, but so much to those poor people. If they were capable of working, they wouldnt be begging. Who on earth likes to throw their pride and beg on the streets?
Well, i guess hearts are not easy to soften if it's as hard as diamonds.
But please, help if you can. Promise?
Silence is consent. :)
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30th November 2004
The last day of november...
Last night, carine sent me a msg.
"Shopping tmr?"
And all i replied was...
"Bugis?"
So there we were, starting the adventure to Bugis in search for treasures.
As i walked out of Bugis mrt station to Parco hugis junction, another old lady selling tissue wasnt there. She wasnt there too the previous time. (Haiz, please tell me you're alright)
I kept telling myself not to spend any money. But i guess my determination just wasnt strong enough. Though, i bought very little things, and i can swear all are cheap stuff. I was so tempted to buy this purple blouse from Cbase, but managed to talk myself out of it. *good girl...*
Rine was happily shopping away. And she blamed me for saying everything's nice and not stopping her from buying. Haha..but they're really nice what! What I cant wear or own, i would like people around me to own. Cuz i wan to share the joy!(Oops, sounds like some tagline?)
And i found this Korean cosmetics and skin care products shops from Korea(ok, i know i just said it was korean) at Parco bugis junction. Their stuff is considered good and cheap! It's called Missha. And with every $10 spent, you'll get a stamp on a card and you're on your way to getting free gifts! Geez...
Anyway, it was fun having retail therapy today too.
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Geez...i dunno how i'm gonna choke out money for my pri sch gathering and the JJC peagent tickets.
*Yawn* Tired...My legs are breaking from all the walking eevryday, gonna rot at home til the next activity starts.
Til then folks..ChEeRs!!~ ;)
