f.r.i.e.n.d.s. happy bday emma baby!

overcast windy monday morning. brrr

shopped orchard yesterday with xian.
waited 27 mins for her, consider it payback.
grumpy in the midst of cheery shoppers.
12 pm is practically still morning.
it's insanity.

went lib@orchard so we basically trudged around with tomes tucked in our bags.
xian must have been carrying bricks.
what with 5 babyblues and 2 paperbacks.

indulged in our crystal jade shrimp paste chicken wings ritual. yum
browsed fox and got a pair of grey vintage army shorts, nice :)
saw nothing good in zara
mango was hopeless
xian apparently loves ck summer scent.
zesty and fruity...
bottled in a refreshing citrus limey green yellow flask.
we bought a pair of cute rainbow hued flats at far east level one. *beams

aahhh, retail therapy.

rotted while waiting for alex to appear.
he did, in a goofy ensemble of orange polo tee and jeans.
tanned with no cap, head shaven.
which made me laughed pretty hard.

dinner at crystal jade with alex later.
can anything be nicer than xiaolongbao.
it's... orgasmically delightful!
alex wasted his first one.
broke the skin and the juicy soup all leaked out. ALL
what else is new
sigh

satisfied his craving for cheesecake at starbucks.
mine too.
haha
walked to dhoby ghaut listening to the laments of his tortured ns life.
cheer up bud, at least you popped already.
2 months 5 days down, two more yrs to go.

ended the night with wonderful practial magic.
ooh. fellow sister witches we all unite.

kent will be gone for chalet.
prob miss his frequent shouts and yells with his counterstrike mates.
oh well
the next three days will be spent frolicking with the com alone.
mine... all MINE
euro2004 to look forward to this weekend.
and cristiano was featured as one of the pretty boys in futebol of sunday times :)
hear that joyce?
i miss him.

his trooping out of the old trafford tunnel clad in familiar red and white jersey kit with the other devils.
his entertaining stepovers and slightly arrogant bursts of speed down the wing.
his confident gait, brash youthful energy and steely gaze.
his constant tripping.
his agile feet in mercury boots and white knee-high socks.
his face and yes, that mop of dark messy curls. hahaa
the way he tears off his shirt in celebration of his goal cheering with the roaring ecstatic fans.

in short, my fave ogling object is temporarily gone.
and espn refuses to show any repeat telecasts of any epl match, specifically manu's. BAH

portugal-spain-netherlands-sweden

one of you better win.