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It's official - I've lost my head/earphones today - the very ones I've bought JUST a few months back. I'm so damn upset right now, I don't think I can even write - and to think I forced myself to think of the plot line the entire journey home.
Sigh...but gotta look on the brighter side of life - which was spending the afternoon with Tin. Lol. Let's see...we had Pat Bin Soo after god knows how long - topped with complimentary mushroom soup (Pls avoid if you can), rootbear and ice-cream. It was nice knowing that one of the staff still remembered us - she's one of the last of the 'originals'. The rest seemed to have gone on to other places. (Or maybe it wasn't a Friday evening?)
Anyways, the failed movie outing - we couldn't decide what to watch and nothing seemed good - turned into a trip to the rainy Botanic Gardens where we became stalkers for a day. Seriously, if everything fails, can someone please look me up and hire me as a stalker? I come with running commentary btw! Rofl. Of course, being at SBG, I was bound to bump into those on attachment. XD Qianyi and Loy were busy preparing the trellis. Ganbatte guys!
But back to the main story: Aaron and Andy looked seriously adorable together - yes, NOT their real names so we gave them names since it'll be confusing to call them Chinese man 1 and Chinese man 2 or worse...the right and the left one. Anywhos, it seemed like destiny since we kept bumping into them at SBG. They were so OTP. (Blame fandom if you think I'm weird. It's NORMAL...somewhat.) I just wonder if they have a blog of their own and are blogging about their encounter with two seemingly psychotic individuals who kept following them around as they exitted the gardens. Hehe.
Anyways, after such a fun and eventful day, I got home to trouble at home! (If you've guessed correctly, you get an e-cookie of your choice - no promises if it's edible) The cable tv set-up box had gone bonkers again. I'm just too tired to even give a flying rat's ass about the situation, considering the number of times this has happened - it's 4 by the way.
God, what is it with me and my rash of bad luck with electrical stuff lately? First having the server problems with Starhub on Sunday and today, a double whammy. T.T I think tomorrow, I'm gonna dump a bag of salt over my shoulders instead of a pinch - perhaps it'll undo the mess.
Sigh...but gotta look on the brighter side of life - which was spending the afternoon with Tin. Lol. Let's see...we had Pat Bin Soo after god knows how long - topped with complimentary mushroom soup (Pls avoid if you can), rootbear and ice-cream. It was nice knowing that one of the staff still remembered us - she's one of the last of the 'originals'. The rest seemed to have gone on to other places. (Or maybe it wasn't a Friday evening?)
But back to the main story: Aaron and Andy looked seriously adorable together - yes, NOT their real names so we gave them names since it'll be confusing to call them Chinese man 1 and Chinese man 2 or worse...the right and the left one. Anywhos, it seemed like destiny since we kept bumping into them at SBG. They were so OTP. (Blame fandom if you think I'm weird. It's NORMAL...somewhat.) I just wonder if they have a blog of their own and are blogging about their encounter with two seemingly psychotic individuals who kept following them around as they exitted the gardens. Hehe.
Anyways, after such a fun and eventful day, I got home to trouble at home! (If you've guessed correctly, you get an e-cookie of your choice - no promises if it's edible) The cable tv set-up box had gone bonkers again. I'm just too tired to even give a flying rat's ass about the situation, considering the number of times this has happened - it's 4 by the way.
God, what is it with me and my rash of bad luck with electrical stuff lately? First having the server problems with Starhub on Sunday and today, a double whammy. T.T I think tomorrow, I'm gonna dump a bag of salt over my shoulders instead of a pinch - perhaps it'll undo the mess.
