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August 1, 2007
Cash talks

I never wanted to experience the same type of feelings i had today.
i chose to categorise it under section "So Miskin"..
i just lurvve to be in the company of shopping malls .. i enjoy flailing my arms over freshly hanged clothes, as the breeze from the air-conditioner eases away my fatigue, from being in the sun .. i lavish being smitten by the 'SALE' and 'DISCOUNT' tags pinned up on polished glass panels .. i imagine being Cinderella as i try out lots n lots of shoes : from pumps to heels to birkis to wedges.. u bet.. i'm a shoe-whore.. Ouh.. and one can NOT forget the bags {the ones responsible for carrying all our junks}.. accessories?!? A MUST...everytime i shop.. n after all of that fuss, a strong cup of hot cappucino at any cafe outlets (especially DOME..hee)..
but sadly today... my shopping 'kaki' Julie had to go MIA.. she just came back from a shopping galore trip in Malaysia and had to stay in.. hee ")
so i had to go on the expenditure mission all by myself.. hey.. doing something one love, by oneself is strongly encouraged yar..
i was at a particular mall (shan't name which), admiring a gorgeous pouch made of shining sequins (oouhh..and at a very good price too..) at Mmphosis..
in my head i was contemplating so hard trying to decide if i should splurge on this baby
i tried so hard to brush away the thoughts of at least ten other pouches arranged neatly in my cupboard collecting dust, and even worse, the ATM machine on fire..
but the crave was too much to handle, and in no time i found my fingers fumbling through keys n coins for my POSB nets card.
i couldn't feel it.. the only objects that felt like cards were my IC and ez-link (woohoo)..
panic attack! i was so embarrased..hmm.. the salesgirl with blonde curly locks was eyeing me, hoping that i would add up to her commission through my purchase.
i discreetly placed the pouch bag, exited and rushed to the nearest ladies..
i knew it in my heart!
my careless self always brought about my ultimate doom. not only had i not brought my card, but my whole wallet as well! and in my HUGE bag.. i barely had coins to make up a dollar..
gosh! i must have been the poorest person tt ever entered the mall..
hee..
nonetheless.. i still made my usual rounds..window-shopping was cruel at this stage..truly..
and, i only made my way home when i was dead thirsty :)
nice trip zacH ..

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