yes indeed i went shopping with rachel. what started off initially as her attempt at buying me some clothes from Fox, ended up in her getting a bit of things here and there for herself. as the saying (or not) goes, many small small become one big big. so she'd spent quite a bit. not forgetting, she'd treated me to a meal at crystal jade, braised shark's fin soup inclusive. the dinner was fantastic i must admit, minus the spare ribs that had a bit too much garlic in them. she'd bought a few nice tops for herself that really complements her! i was practically drooling whahaha... uh anyway by the time we were done, my hand had plenty of shopping bags in its grip. xD it's just another one of those rare shopping trips we were gonna have. these don't come often. so it's indeed special. hehe...
and of all things, right after we were done and i'd sent rach home, ter called me up for supper. so i met up with the guys (yes all guys) in geylang. all i had was a drink, and tow huey. i couldn't down much thing else after that dinner.
i'm pretty whacked out now. sad thing was my dad called me up just before we were leaving for home from geylang. spoiler. :( my parents are saying that my habits of staying up late is bad. abnormal so to speak. i'm probably at a lost to explain how this luxury of mine staying up late and sleeping a lot would be lost once i start work. i can picture myself with a hectic working lifestyle once i start working (provided i get employed) and lack of sleep would be commonplace. and i don't see myself having proper nights' rest all the time by then either. just look at ter and jason. they barely got any sleep (according to them that is) properly these days. my parents still think jobs nowadays are still 9-5 types... the thing about this field i'm in is: my work has a very high chance of following me home (unless it's a classified/confidential situation) and that would not be very normal would it? -sigh- and it's not like i go out very late every single night. my dad was even threatening to sell the car if i continue going out late all the time. all the time?! like hello... i've been grounding myself at home every single day and hardly go out... >_<" i can almost see why my siblings are getting their own apartments. with this kind of parents still treating them/us/me like 16-year-olds no wonder my brother and sister rather not stay under this roof. i wonder if they'll still call to rush me home even if i start working and go out late. =_=""" i'd think they're gonna let go a bit more by now. i'm 2 years past 21... that's a long way from being a teenager already.
ok so i'll find a job with irregular/odd hours that's even more screwed up than how i'm living now. then they'll be more LL about how i'm living. =_= @#$% ter ah, next time you guys are meeting out late, let me park my car at home and somebody come pick me up instead. then they can't say anything because i'm out without the car. so much for threatening to sell the car then. %#@$#$%
ok i'm done ranting. see if i'll have the chance to talk to them nicely about it after the sun comes up.
*slowly take your time...*
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