Sunday

It’s been quite some time since i wrote a blow-by-blow account of the day. Used to despise such blog posts when i was young – who’d care to read what you did in your waking hours?

Rather self-indulgent, but i guess i’d like to write one now, just to commemorate a beautiful Sunday.

I woke up at 8.15 – not common for most working people on a weekend morning (Btw i strongly feel Friday should be Weekended so we only work 4 days –  that’s real action to alleviate worrying birth rates, high divorce rates and ageing population although i’m not truly concerned about these problems). i felt quite pleased with myself because i did my chores – bathroom cleaning – yesterday. no to-do list today! and i shall leave office work to office hours since i dont quite care anymore.

And i got dressed and went out. My mother commented before i left: you have many clothes but always end up wearing the same old ones – it’s true.

Sunday, so easy to get a seat on the MRT so i wont curse Tampines people who always leave us with no seats on weekdays. i wonder where these people are going too, on a Sunday morning. I often think of going to some park/hill/catchment area during weekends but i always end up doing the same things: nap, eat, TV, boring shopping in boring malls.

Listened to Cheer Chen – i realised i like 温室花朵 a lot.

reached Tiong Bahru in a snap and walked with Cell to the market. we’re supposed to have breakfast with Renee, Jo and Niki but R double booked herself, J was late and N was still asleep. Cell called Niki 8 times on her home phone. To no avail.

i ordered 6 chwee kuehs and kopi C xiudai. i love how we can customise our coffee to such a cute extent in kopitiams and hawker centres. starbucks can probably customise too but the terms don’t sound cool enough.

Jo queued ten minutes for 龍記豆花水 and they concluded it tastes just like any other 豆花水。 C said he likes the auntie who sells it.

Jo had bah chor mee and C had vegetarian beehoon; not like he’s got many choices in vege-unfriendly TB Market.

C got us lavender 風油 from hongkong as souvenirs.

Then i 打包ed vege horfun and kueh balu for sister and mum. Jo drove us to TB MRT and we parted ways.

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