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Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Right after work, i took a train down to Lot 1 at Choa Chu Kang to do some Christmas shopping. Well, it may not be the most ideal place to shop for gifts but it was for convenience sake. To put it simply, i was meeting a friend at CCK and hence the location for gifts. It took me more than an hour shopping for gifts, not knowing which were the most suitable presents for everyone. Family, friends, colleagues... I guess some white hair grew while racking my brain on what to buy for each individual. Finally i settled on what i believe to be somehow or rather suitable for each. Perhaps i do not know my friends well enough, now that i noticed. Gift buying has always been tough for me. If the presents are unsuitable, please excuse my lack of understanding. Christmas shopping was done and i was to roam around before my friend arrives. I guess i walked around the entire shopping centre, from the basement up to the fourth level several times, before stopping at level 3 to watch 881. I was seriously bored and my feet were sore from the walking for the past few hours. I depended on 881 and people-watching to kill my time. At long last, Mr. Syafiq arrived. Imagine how glad i was. Settled our dinner at Siam Thai Kitchen. By that time, it was past 9pm. My stomach was no longer growling. Even the mutters had faded. Still, i fed it with delicious food. Nothing too tom-yamish. Just right for me. We had a great chat, or rather, he did most of the talking. I merely listened. But still it was enjoyable listening to his experiences. No details ya? Haha.. nothing secretive but would too long winded if everything we chatted on was typed in here. Dinner was a short affair as the restaurant was closing for the day. He was sweet to have treated me but of course, i felt bad. An act of gentlemanliness. Awww.. Lol. And there was one thing i disliked, which were the stares that came our way as we ate. Probably they were thinking too much. A guy and a girl of different races having a meal together doesn't necessary mean that we were into a boy-girl relationship. Just friends ya? Aiyo.. those people. Tsk tsk. He offered to drive me home as it was running late. I dumbly asked if he rides a motorbike or drives a car. He had a look of surprise on his face. Lol. Fine, how would i know right? I'm afraid of motorbikes. Thank god, he drives. And he has a manual driving licence!! Something which i would never attain in my life. Auto would already be a killer, lest the manual. It was darn hilarious when i didn't know the way back home from Lot 1. I'm lost when it comes to road directions. And he didn't know how to get to Yishun. Omg. Initially, i thought he was merely pulling a fast one on me. Who knows, it turned out to be true. =.= Luckily for his PDA which has a location detector function. Phew.. It was pretty late by the time i reached home. Tired tired tired, just wanted to lie on my bed and sleep through the night. The night had been splendid. Thanks dude! Owe you one. =) Posted by Lynette at |
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