OH.MA.GAWD.
it was like for a day, Singapore was being taken over & run by super-drop-dead-gorgeous thin models with super-nice hair & bodies even French girls would kill for. unless they're French. 'cos most of 'em running around in town today were caucasians.
i was almost prepared to see Kate Moss pop outta nowhere.
so i put two & two together & assumed there must be some fashion show somewhere. at first i thought of the one at Raffles City @ 7pm, but most of the girls (& ooh-la-laaaaa HOTTT GUYS!) were around Orchard & such. i didn't bother finding out about any because i was too wound up getting from the clinic at Taka to the California Fitness building for my x-ray. damn leceh, i tell you. & all for a stupid ten second radiology exam. WTH. I COULD STILL BE IN JAKARTA FOR CHRISSAKE!
anyway.
they were everywhere. & it's not a good thing being surrounded by these kinda people, doesn't do much for anyone's self-esteem. but who knows, they could be just the same. hmm.
but seriously, i turn left & right & look across the street... gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. it's like they had an instant spotlight or somethin'.
there were a few girls in the train towards City Hall & they had portfolios of themselves. they were what, a metre away? so i kaypoh-ed (duh, LOL) & sneaked a peek at their shots. STUNNING. with or without makeup these kinda people were like, made to be who they are now.
i was honestly in awe. like, how could people be that hot & maintain their bodies to such perfection right? EVEN THE GUYS. oh man, i almost died cos the heat was really getting to me. even though the sun was pretty hot today. the heat radiating from these people were like phwoar.
okay, exaggeration MUCH. but it's not everyday you see these kinda stuff, even for an observer/people-watcher like me so it was fun while it lasted. haha.
btw, have i mentioned that I AM BORED?
i was just getting used to watching the tube within an hour of getting up till about a few minutes before i sleep. having noise surround me. the screams of a toddler, the nagging of a father & the lectures of a mother. now everything's quiet. it's like.. total culture shock. i'm still suffering from the withdrawals of it. it's getting serious, but i'll just sound like a nutcase here.
the first few nights were spent hitting the nightlife, bonding over meals & drinks. but a week was definitely way too short.
& Mummy got Ruran a pair of CROCS. i KNOW. the travesty of it all. such a fashion faux pas on a toddler at a very young, fragile age. but it's all real & genuine. none of the $3.90 fake shizz you find at pasar malams & etc. so credits to Mummy for that, though everyone will probably assume it's fake anyway.
but it was in pink! not such an ugly color at least. & Ruran's only allowed to wear 'em in the house so they won't get dirty, lol. she loves jumping around in them cos they're comfy. videos to be uploaded sometime later.
she's growing to be kinda bratty, but i'll give her some leeway cos she's sorta the "only kid" in the household there. but her screams & whines are deadly. i swear to you.
i know. she's adorable :)
okay, i shall stop rambling & resort to my new books. i got two of 'em for like 30 bucks! which i hope will keep me busy till Poly orientation but i highly doubt so. cos y'know. i have nothing to do. so i read fast.
TAKE ME OUT PEOPLE!!
I'M BOREDDDDDD.
really really really. this time i swear i'm almost totally free.
unless i'm lazy to shower.
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