Week-closing
An uneventful Sunday turned out for the better when I received a message from Clara last night when I blogged about her! Wanted to do supper but decided it'd be better for brunch next morning.
Was awoke from a text from her on postponing the brunch to 12:30pm instead of the initial 11am. Didn't have much to do, I decided to go for a hair-cut since it was about time anyway. The last hair cut was some 4-5 months ago? You must be wondering..
("nobody nobody but you..")
Eh, sorry sorry. Not WONDERgirls! Cut the lame crap.. hehe. Sorry, that's my evil twin brother. I was saying, you must be wondering how did I survive without haircut for these period. Truth was, DIY. I trimmed my hair personally. With a pair of scissor, a portable mirror (when I cut my back) and my standing mirror. How?
("how can I liveeee.. without you, I want to know.. how do I...")
One more time, Jason and we're quits. How do I cut? Just look myself into the mirror, conjure some courage and snip off where I feel should depart from my hair. Hehehe. It's that easy.
("If Jason can cut, so can you!")
That I would have to agree. Kidding. Mimic more, either Martin Yan or Food Network's gonna charge me for patent!
I wanted to just have salad. But my teary eyes gimmick failed to convince my way through Clara. She literally wanted me to follow suit with her "Junk food" day. Faint. And she even had the cheek to question "says who" and self-directed a response to her question "Coz I said so.." I nearly went bonkers. Under further undue influence (she had the pen tip up my neck), I acceded (*orhhh~*) and ordered the Texas grilled chicken. Herself? Pork chop - both were gutter sinners. Omg.
As usual, she wanted to pay. I ninja-ed held the bill and flashed my card faster than her...
("Everybody loves kung-fu fighter, Hooo! Hahh! They were as fast as light-ning, Hooo! Hahh!")
We decided to stroll our sins away, so we found ourselves escalating up to top level and patronised Laser faire. Thereat, we dropped our gutter-sin and picked up spend-thrift sin. *Hands over face*. Yes, we got fascinated with some nostalgic films. Madagascar 1 and 2 for Hers. Hunchback of Notre Dome and Shrek 3 for Him. Hehehe.
I played a joke over at the cashier. I said "hey, I wana buy Barney!". Almost instantaneously, Clara went weak on her kneels. Haha. Damn pei he ("spontaneous" in Mandarin). Super duper comical.
We next went to Action City and More than Words to visit the collection of care bears.. Told her I expect the entire collection - all bears placed on a sofa.. haha.. she did the math on the spot. Cost nearly $100 and she responded: "Sorry, too ex.." What a cheap thrill. But we laugh at it. Saw this package with a "ugly" unpleasant looking carebear mug, a calendar plus a mug cover. Clara wanted the third item. I wanted the second. So I suggested, why not we get another person who wants the first one. Hehe.
Clara wanted this massage-cushion which costs like 70 bucks. I heard this gadget has 6 modes of massage. Hmm.. I advised why not pay more ofr an Osim, being a more trusted brand and product.
I needed to buy box tissue. Clara needed to buy pocket tissue. So two tissue-purchasers descended to Fairprice at basement. Haha. Sounds spastic. But ya, i wanted this Mickey Mouse design which was stacked up on the top shelves. So I got the staff to get it for me. Out pops Clara, delivering the climax for the day la..
She swooped from behind and commented loudly la.. :"Aiyo, so old already still want the mickey mouse design.. how old liao".. If I was a cartoon, you might just see a red shade ascending from my neck to forehead. Totally embarassed! I was like "THANKS arh".. collect the tissue package from the guy still on the ladder, and walked away slowly. To exaggerate alittle, there was a large bead of perspiration on the back of my head.
See lar.. the type of things we do to each other, regardless of venue or time or public.
