I guess it all boils down to being prejudiced. Oh well, not as if I care.
At the mo, I can only think of the food I yearn to devour. Discoloured roast chicken just doesn't make the cut. Other things just hafta wait.
Shopping in small alleys have been making me blow big bucks. BIG
BIG BUCKS. Nonetheless, I'm still very very much in love with clothes I buy here but will only wear in Singapore. 100% silk clothings are just too delicate to be washed using the horrid tasting water here.
Much
♥ to the rat in UK, the 2 people in Melbourne who sometimes call to see if I'm still alive, the HollandV duo and the boys who think they are the HollandV duo. Even more love to
3sha (will promise to take more pictures with you),
Deppy,
Phua and
Swan-who has taken up all sorts of sporting activities after knowing her loverboy (rollerbladding+jogging?!?!).
I'm the girl who carries a laptop and a stuffed
Barney at the airport.