Shop, eat, shop, eat, SHOP, SHOP, SHOP!!!
Time check: 02:04 AM
And gosh, the night is still young! I have a dozen things to do before I am allowed to sleep, that is if I ever finish them at all!
Mental list:
- Pack my luggage
- Do up a certain something *very high importance*
- Go through the forums
(flowerpod, les dames, cozycot = 200+ pages to go through)
- Pack up room after doing the above --> the impossible task
Despite the arduous lineup, typical me just spent my last four hours watching various variety/talk shows. BRING ON THE DISCIPLINE, because I sadly had none.
Digress: At this instance, I am trying hard to recall the last time I was ever early or punctual. Then I realized they are such foreign terms to me. Urps. Don’t laugh, but I truly hate being late despite being so ALL THE TIME. (And I said don’t laugh, right? Hmph.)
I suspect the planning of this trip must have stressed me out a little. Just the other night, I dreamt that it was minutes to check in and I haven’t packed my luggage yet. So in the dream, I saw myself running home and eventually brought an empty luggage to the airport.
Fwah. Lame shite, I know. That’s why packing of luggage now tops of my mental list.
Then I just realized minutes ago, I have no suitcase for the trip!!! My brother, who is now in Bangkok, took the one I was planning to bring. And my sister just flew to London yesterday bringing along her mid size one. What luck..
So now, I have to make do with this rather fugly looking luggage my dad so kindly offered. It’s blue and brown, with a metal strip that reads Xuyang. Goodness, it is so going to look bad beside Collin’s sleek brown Victorinox (which he is going to sell off after this trip to buy the red Victorinox he is eyeing right from the start; anyone interested? Heh).
Not that the comparison bothers me. But lugging around a rather odd looking luggage does. Oh wells, make do. This ugly thing is going to bring back all the pretty buys from HongKongggg.
I am so going to shop shop shop, till I drop.
And did I mention I have an extremely high level of tolerance when it comes to shopping. (I said it all with my blog address right from the start, didn’t I? *wink)
5 days.
3 girls.
3 guys.
(of which, there are..)
4 hardcore shopaholics.
All set to invade hong kong.
You are warned.
And gosh, the night is still young! I have a dozen things to do before I am allowed to sleep, that is if I ever finish them at all!
Mental list:
- Pack my luggage
- Do up a certain something *very high importance*
- Go through the forums
(flowerpod, les dames, cozycot = 200+ pages to go through)
- Pack up room after doing the above --> the impossible task
Despite the arduous lineup, typical me just spent my last four hours watching various variety/talk shows. BRING ON THE DISCIPLINE, because I sadly had none.
Digress: At this instance, I am trying hard to recall the last time I was ever early or punctual. Then I realized they are such foreign terms to me. Urps. Don’t laugh, but I truly hate being late despite being so ALL THE TIME. (And I said don’t laugh, right? Hmph.)
I suspect the planning of this trip must have stressed me out a little. Just the other night, I dreamt that it was minutes to check in and I haven’t packed my luggage yet. So in the dream, I saw myself running home and eventually brought an empty luggage to the airport.
Fwah. Lame shite, I know. That’s why packing of luggage now tops of my mental list.
Then I just realized minutes ago, I have no suitcase for the trip!!! My brother, who is now in Bangkok, took the one I was planning to bring. And my sister just flew to London yesterday bringing along her mid size one. What luck..
So now, I have to make do with this rather fugly looking luggage my dad so kindly offered. It’s blue and brown, with a metal strip that reads Xuyang. Goodness, it is so going to look bad beside Collin’s sleek brown Victorinox (which he is going to sell off after this trip to buy the red Victorinox he is eyeing right from the start; anyone interested? Heh).
Not that the comparison bothers me. But lugging around a rather odd looking luggage does. Oh wells, make do. This ugly thing is going to bring back all the pretty buys from HongKongggg.
I am so going to shop shop shop, till I drop.
And did I mention I have an extremely high level of tolerance when it comes to shopping. (I said it all with my blog address right from the start, didn’t I? *wink)
5 days.
3 girls.
3 guys.
(of which, there are..)
4 hardcore shopaholics.
All set to invade hong kong.
You are warned.
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