flawed work of art.
Sunday, July 08, 2007 @ 6:24 am
the average s'porean spends half his lifetime queuing, I reckon. yesterday, I was out there, amongst the throngs of people, getting all sweaty and bothered. it was an *o kuno hito fest. I was in green (surprise surprise) in support of Live Earth, though now that I think of it, most people are just gonna mosh around in the gigs and drive home and jet-set all across the world anyway. bahh.
anyway, orchard was scary. I thought I was gonna die in a stampede or a heat wave. everywhere I saw people queuing... to get into LV boutiques, to use the toilet, to get a cab, to get on the escalator, to get into a restaurant etc. if my mom was s'porean, she'd die of complaining or we'd die of hearing her complaints. she can't even wait a minute for something.
dad, mum, bros and I had lunch at esmirada, this moroccan restaurant, which kfc brought us before last year. my mom didn't like it and she made it very clear to all who would listen. she wasn't happy about dinner either at marche's at vivo city. oh well, at least she released all that dissatisfaction with retail therapy. I didn't buy anything, wasn't in the mood and I felt ugly. yeah, one of those days where you just feel like climbing into bed and not letting anyone see you.
did I mention we were lost in the car and my bro was giving instructions via phone whilst my parents were arguing? (or maybe just mom shouting and getting anxiety attacks) it was so frustrating. I didn't wanna come home for this. I anticipate further arguments next week when we jet-set to rome. you can bet my bottom pound on it.
* a lot of people in jap.

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