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Tuesday, October 24, 2006

all right. now i'm in the mood for more blogging! a continuation, btw.


no, not the continuation of the previous post, dont be mad. how much do you think we can do in 1 day???



on sunday mother ang brought us to VivoCity. let me tell you, unless you LOVE crowds and LOVE to be pushed and accidentally-on-purpose groped, dont go to VivoCity. at least, not on the weekends. it was SUPERRRRRRRRRR crowded ok.


at the entrance we saw an Estee Laurer booth, like the size of 2 or 3 shops. mother ang bought perfumes worth $178, and guess who got the free makeover who came with it?


me of course, the birthday girl. the woman doing my make-up was quite nice. in the end i ended up looking like a geisha or some geitai singer. and the hairstylist? anyhow do my hair only sia. i mean, i like the part where he straightened my hair [btw, my hair is like, longer than i think], but the fringe!?!?!?!?!? super sucks ok.


then proceeded to the photo booth. the photo turned out.... well, let's juz say it'll nvr see daylight ever again.



what a disastrous makeover. i think i looked nicer before i went in, and not after. i have--had--a traumatic experience.



anyway, later i rubbed most of the make-up off, and rearranged my fringe, so i looked somewhat acceptable.



in VivoCity you can really see the worse of Singaporeans. i didnt know Singapore had such inconsiderate ppl. ppl who would purposely stop and look at a shop window in the middle of the pathway, causing a HUGE traffic jam. then there are the ppl who would stroll along nicely, totally oblivious to the ppl behind them who are trying to get past them.


i think the only good thing in VivoCity is the service in Haagen Daz. :) i had the royal monte carlo! yum yum yum. except for the whipped cream though. i dont understand why ice cream bosses love to put whipped cream on ice creams. the ice cream is already creamy enough, why still need whipped cream??? BUT i liked the crushed cones at the bottom of the glass.



mother ang keeps walking in and out of the room and i cant blog properly. but then again, the above few paragraphs have already summarized my experience in VivoCity. luckily i wasnt wearing SHOES FRM HELL if not i'd have died already.



anyway, connie smsed me the funniest thing today. she said the leader of the shao ye gang read my blog and went to tell the shao yes that i said bad things abt them!



as far as i can remember, the number of times i blogged abt them is only 2 times can, and it's so long ago. dont tell me the leader of the shao ye gang went to dig up my archives?!!? haha.


although i said they cant even take a bit of rain during the National Day Parade, i also said they were no. 2 in my TOP 3 LIST OF HARDWORKING GUYS ok!!!!



hello, one bad and one good, balanced ok. unless you count being hardworking as a bad thing, then i have nothing to say. but anyway, thanks ah, for publicizing my blog.




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