Hello to High and Dry.

You know how there's this odd woozy feeling everytime you're sick?

Where day feels like night, and night feels like ... night (too)?

Yeah, I'm having that odd feeling now.

The throat's been awfully uncomfortable since I woke up yesterday, and it still is.

Argh, of all time. Ivpee in 6 days. >=(

Anyhow, made a trip down to Queensway ystday and picked up Team Shirts since I was there.

Had dingtaifung's porkchop fried rice packed with a secret XLB (and love!) for lunch, thankyou(: It was very sweet of you.

Then, because of the throat, we had Porridge buffet at Quality H.otel after training. And no movie timings again.

PS: Paying for NZ is a big headache. :(

PPS: Four days left in TWO before going back to THIRTEEN. Bittersweet, but it may just be for the better.

My Dear "Problem"

So yesterday, the boot hunting adventure continued.
We ventured out into Queensway, yet our mission failed.
Neither did I, nor S find his boots.
For me, they were either a size too small or a size too big.
His, basically were just out of stock.

Tough luck cos we went from mall to mall and settled at Ikea in the end to eat our frustration away. (Haha)


Decided to take a chance and drop by JP and found a size 5. I normally wear a 6, but seems like this 5 fits, so I'm gonna go back to get it tomorrow. (:
D and I are gonna have matching (identical!) boots! Awesome. Shit!

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The size 5 does not fit. I did not get the boots! Sucks. Balls!
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PS: Yesterday, Patrick (the keychain) ran away from home. I guess it preferred the floors of Queensway rather than the cloth of my Adidas bag.
It's so tragic cos now nothing hangs on my bag; Patrick ran away from home, Spongebob was kidnapped by V months ago, and my Superstar baby shoe was stolen in KL.
THIS SUCKS.