................. fucking ian. bugger just suddenly upped and cancelled on me and the rest for thailand. what the hell. i was looking forward to it so much, and now this shit happens. now im not even sure if its still going forward. bonding with friends is so much more fun when your overseas.
but enough of sulking. to be frank with myself, its not ians fault. i know if it was in his power he would do his best to coordinate everything with precise detail so that all of us would have the time of our lives.
fuck it.
today was fine.
went christmas shopping with ian.
embarrassed myself and this girl(the girl to a much more enormous extent) in the taka music store when i asked her if they sold posters. wanted to get a britney one for kiats christmas present.
and she said she didnt work there.
cue awkward "oh... my bad. sorry" and walking away while trying to quickly disappear into the crowd. well, if your wearing a black collar shirt and standing at the fucking cd store terminal pressing buttons then im gonna assume you work there right.
turns out she actually was an employee of citibank, in charge of manning the citibank terminal in the music store. wtf. dont they have robots for that.
ok. i planned to do an article talking about this festive season and the commonly used phrase "its the thought that counts". im too tired from walking all over town and figuring out gifts for my chums so ill do it when im at work tomorrow. look out for it, i think itll make an interesting read. poured a lot of thought into it i did.
wanna go sleep. have work tomorrow. then need go serangoon gardens for bbq at justins. after which heading to zouk with marcus and kiat. urg. so tired.
Paramore's For A Pessimist I'm Pretty Optimistic
Just talk yourself up
And tear yourself down
You built your wooden wall
Now find a way around
Well what's the problem?
You've got a lot of nerve
So what did you think I would say?
You can't run away, you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
You can't run away, you can't run away
You wouldn't