met up with yf then we headed to the airpot... like, what for? hmm... and of all places to dine - sakae. sheesh I ate:
i) 3 salmon sushi's!
ii) 1 chawanmushi
iii) 1 fried tofu
iv) 1 egg sushi
v) 1 crabstick sushi

gawwsh, he mustve had a shock of his life. bleahh. on top of that, he foot for the bill okayye! I reckon he wouldnt dare date me again... haa!

oh now, guess what? I'm hungry again... booo... I'm becoming li'l miss fat fat arh!?

after which, I made my way down town to meet jen - we're fatally addicted to shopping! here are my new buys:
i) green converse shoes (they're sold like at half price!?)
ii) green junk girl tee (omg. doesnt it sound like "jungle"? abit what arh? if you get my point.)

initially, I was there to find a lacy spegs but... err... my puny breasts wont fill the cups! bleahh. we're like discussing abt papaya milk in one of our stops and the sales lady overheard and asked me, "are you girls talking abt papaya milkshake for skin or... breasts?" I laughed and answered, "breasts!" HAHAHA. she then quickly added with a chuckle, "yeahh I heard it really works." she asked for our age and chirped, "you should take it now! nothing helps when you get to my age." muahaha she's so very cute and friendly!

at a contrast, the sales guy at the converse corner was extremely-gangsterly rude! the first time I was there, he was hurrying me if I wanted the pair of shoes and when I returned, I did not want him to attend to me. as I approached this other guy, and asked for a size 4, mr oh-so-UNfriendly interrupted, "we only have size 4 half." right then, jen and I flashed each other weird faces. soon after that, he said, "oh yarh. we have." like wth? he shouldve checked before answering me, stupid ass. later as I was abt to make my payment, I was still glancing around if there were better designs, and AGAIN, mr chauvinistic pig was rushing me. go to hell, you beng. when I had paid for it, he took my pair of shoes out of the store and engaged in a phone call? like HELLO!? MY TURN TO HURRY YOU ARH. tsk. his boss shouted, "justin! pass her the shoes!" but to no avail. the poor old man had to get out of the cashier to grab the shoes from him. tsk. irresponsible nothing.

darn. I'm famished. the end.