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Sunday, November 18, 2007


I actually spent $232 while shopping alone just now. Gosh I need some self-control considering that I don’t print money for a living.

I bought a pair of sport shoes, 2 pairs of slippers, 4 boxes of tissue papers, 1 pullover, 3 packets of wet wipes for the floor (they run out really quickly), studs and some stationery. I didn’t even get to finish purchasing stuff from my shopping list la. I gave my apples and packet drinks a miss cus I knew I wouldn’t be able to travel back to hall. I wouldn’t even be able to ask anyone to help or take a cab cus my hands are too full for me to reach for my phone or flag a cab.

You say, “You can always put down your shopping things on the floor to free your hands right, dumb?”

I’d tell you I’d rather stay overnight outside NTUC than let the plastic bags touch the filthy floor and subsequently come into contact with C313 floor because I freaking just cleaned the floor and the fan and the cupboard and washed my clothes and wiped the table top and.. oops sorry I got carried away, this is a sensitive topic.

Bottom line is, no way is unknown particles going to get transferred from the road to my room.

I lugged my 4 boxes of tissue paper and many massive plastic bags up the bus and as usual became a lump of obstacle at the door while I fumbled to tap my ezlink card as quickly as possible. I have the shittiest card in the world because it can’t be read from inside my wallet even though I already placed it nearest to the outer surface. I grew more impatient by the second as I tried to tap it again and again but it just plain refused to be sensed by the machine. Tapping became slamming and slamming became whacking until I realised the stares and also that violence does not solve the problem in this case.

Sigh.

How do people remain dignified while carrying numerous behemoth NTUC plastic bags? Don’t cool people shop for toilet rolls or clothes hangers or detergent and the like?

Oh right, they have cars or maids.


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