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ONLY ONE

[]Name: diabolique
[]Aged: go figure
[]blah, sarcastic, cynical, paranoid, indifferent
[]vegan/children/elderly eater a.k.a cannibal
[]green tea
[]music in free time

[]Loves:
[]backstabbers
[]hypocrites
[]twits
[]overbearing, arrogant, snobbish people
[]slowpokes, physical ones and mental ones

[]Point:who doesn't?

[]Really:
[]God
[]friends
[]music
[]shopping
[]procrastinating
[]PUNS! yay!

ONLY WANTS

[]below 15 for L1R5
[]MarcEcko: The TurnStyle/E900/The Niche/Ecko ID/Two Timer/The Encore
[]much, much MUN-NEH
[]my own digital camera
[]ipod nano
[]my own tuba

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Thursday, June 08, 2006
Addiction, A Bottle Of Aqva, And A Bottle Of Poison

Upon hearing the fabulous deal that my tutor snagged at Lucky Plaza, how could I, the number 1 fan of the Great Singapore Sale, miss it? So, off we went, Garene, Amelia and I went, in search for the cheap Levi's jeans. But things did not turn out ot be what we expected. It wasn't eaxctly cheap, and I'm not even exactly a Levi's fan to begin with. They're a tad too uncomfotable for me.

So, in place of a pair of jeans, I bought miniature bottles of eau de toilette/eau de parfum. It wasn't that much of me liking the scents than me liking the bottles. I love the bottles. They're in a sense, like human beings. Each unique in their own design. And I think I've gotten addicted to collecting the bottles. But it's a peculiar way to put it though. It's like collecting humans, getting rid of the flesh and just keeping the skin.

But that's besides the point. The thing is that I bought 2 bottles. For now. Bvlgari- Aqva (pronounced: aqua) pour homme, and Christian Dior- Pure Poison (pronounced poi-sorn), which isn't exactly for guys, but the bottle was calling out to me, and I simply couldn't resist. So I brought them home with me.

We then proceeded to Takashimaya, just to walk around. It was at that place where we decided we should have ourselves some ice-cream, or gelato to be exact. Intially, we each wanted one scoop each, but the guy was like,"Why don't you guys get the 400ml pack instead? It's cheaper". And there were sense in his words, so we decided to buy us some children flavoured green tea gelato. And the 3 of us, sat near the fountain, gorging ourselves with gelato while blood water splashed on us.

6pm came upon us 5 minutes after the gelato, and Amelia had to leave. So Garene and I decided to go visit Jill at her house. But being the indecisive and fickle-minded people we were, we made changes in our plan, and went to Junction 8 for dinner at Swensen's instead.

And thus ends the day, us, having human fish baked rice for dinner and taking bus 13 back home.


11:51 pm