so i came home from town w the usual company and i'm lying on my bed watching twilight while my mother stole my toilet, and my dad comes in and sits down next to me, which never happens cos i usually shoo him away and all. seemed like he had a problem.

"i need to talk to you. you spent $1200 last month, what the hell have you been doing?"

since when did i even have $1k! nonsense! shocked me la, i thought what mistake okay. it's so weird. but then it occured to me that i have been spending way too much on food/clothes/TAXI FARES/shoes, alamak.

town was good today, spending 45mins sitting around Hugo Boss was NOT fun, trump. NOT! esp when the prettiest bags are "430 after discount", no thanks uh no thanks.

wong & i have good taste in food. period.