Finally i've got some time to settle down and at least blog about what happened these days.
Overnight mahjong.
Overnight dota sessions.
Outings.
Gatherings.
Christmas shopping.
Shopping for clothes at queensway.
I don't even have time to chat on msn.
And i barely have more than 20 hours of sleep the whole of the last week all added up.

Ok first. I have some complaining to do.
I was scouting around for a new bag. And i wanted those, really glossy ones. Think hard. You've probably seen one of those before, converse? nike? Those with the slings.
And i found what i wanted. 3 days ago. In queenstown's Zinc store.
It was this 80 bucks limited edition bag (ask me and I'll show it to you personally).
There's only 100 white ones and 100 black ones in the region.
Okay so what's so cool about this bag.
Well. Each one has a number on it, and the number's totally exclusive to that particular bag.
From 1-100.
Ok you don't get it do you?
OK let's say. This bag has the number 19 on it, it's the ONLY ONE with the number 19 on it in the whole region. Unless you take into consideration the other color. So there's a number 19 white one and a number 19 black one ONLY.
So each one has a particular number on it, from 1 to 99.
Get it?

And I insisted on getting the white one with the number 27 on it.
So that sales assistant in Queensway called the HQ, and confirmed that they have the stock. Both white and black.
But not in the store that time.

You'll probably know how the rest of the story goes.

This stupid guy wants this stupid white limited edition bag with the number 27 on it.
He has only 80 bucks with him that he don't wish to part with.
So he wants to wait at least 2 days before he gets the bag.
The 2 days passed.
He had so much fun playing games and watching movies and going out and eating at weird places.
He calls Zinc.
And they tell him.
"Sorry dude, someone bought the number 27 this morning. We don't have any more 27s."
He's angry.
He ran all the way to bugis.
He ask his parents along.
His dad asked the sales assistant if they can make a new 27 (what joke)
His dad wants them to try to find that 27 (what joke)
His dad made a lot of noise. (no joke)
Haha he just wanted to bully the sales assistant a little (cause he's a really cute and nice guy though he doesn't concentrate much on his job)
MY dad asked him if the bag would melt if I left my tablet inside it for too long since it's really hot.
And the guy was like sorry sir i don't know.
MY dad then carried on asking whether it's durable or not.
And that guy went, well that depends, it's durable only when you take good care of it.
So i was thinking, okay this guy is one of the suckiest salesperson, but at least he's honest.
In the end.
The stupid guy has to buy the ONLY one left in the store, the number 86, which is on display.
Moral of the story? Limited edition stuff. They're unique. DON'T DRAG. Don't be stupid, you want it you buy it FAST. Cause when it's gone, it's too late to regret, and even your papa can't get it back for you.

But still I'm glad, cause my mother kinda convinced me that 86 isnt that bad either, hey dude look. It's the only one isnt it?
Find me a white one with the number 86 on it and you'll only find ME. :)
Btw. My dad's funny. :)

OH before i forget.
I want to thank God.
Because today.
I saw.
TERESA.
The campus superstar. You know.
Second?
Like cool, I'm your HUGE FAN.
So hi there :)
And i was too shy to ask for your autograph.
So.
Sorry.
Hahaha