Missing you... 3 more days

I've escaped to the comfort and safety of my room, after being terrorized by a huge six-legged thing called the grasshopper. Sorry, but I'm not exactly a huge fan of insects and their many-legged relatives.

I'm glad I have Jane to drag around Orchard today, so it kind of took my mind off stuff that I've been feeling down over. It's gooood to get some fresh air; I've been hula-ing my days at home for the past day or two. Her dye job looked impressive, although it wasn't done by the guy called Hayden.
*Laughs*
So Ms.J decided to ill-treat her footie by indulging in heels again. I needed all the fingers on my hands to count the number of blisters on both my feet just now. But retail therapy was good, although I'm still very, very broke. I limited myself to the bare essentials that I had to get for tomorrow's wedding dinner, and had my usual lunch at Subway. The other Ms.J (Hey she's a J as well!) invaded the shoe shops at Far East and got ANOTHER pair of WHITE shoes. I'm counting, my dear. I think my mum won't be complaining that I have too many pairs of black heels after seeing Jane's collection of WHITE shoes.
*Laughs*

What do you get when you cross two very bored Ms.Js with the rush-hour trains?



Looks like someone spotted me carrying out my mischevious act...



And the next moment she was...



Gone.

Really, Singaporeans. Look, in the first place, I wasn't even trying to take your picture. Being the cam-whore, I'm just trying to do that 'mrt-shot' thingy I've always been doing.Whatever lah.
Dinner was sinful. Enough said. I'm swearing off Mac and Cheese.

Anyway, Happy Birthday to my Daddy!