Illuminati; go Google it. Like seriously, go.

Sunday was a day dedicated to shopping. Everyone will definitely enjoy the thrill of trying almost everything that's eye-catchy, no one enjoys the aftermath. I can no longer hear ka-ching when I run around. It all started at Bugis, where I had the company of Lifa to listen to my incessant whimpering of eccentric and not so pretty people. I mean what in the world were they thinking; wearing layers of stockings and arm socks on a dreadfully hot weather. At the end of the day, it's their style right? Later in the evening, I joined the other Malay community over at Geylang where I iftar at Darul Arqam. That was the first time I stepped my foot there after 2 years. Oh boy, shopping was a killer. The father and I almost got into a petty fight choosing curtains. I gave in; I hate the curtains still. If you're on a bridge, down below looked as if thousands were of ants scattering about. Amidst the honks and pushy people, the aroma of fat food can be easily detected. One of my purpose there was for food but I only got vadei; dengdeng and ayam percik were on the list too.

"Mari cik kak beli baju butterfly. 3 helai $10 sahaje, murah kak. Boleh nampak saya pakai baju butterfly. Beli baju butterfly so you can fly fly fly."
Direct translation, "Come ladies buy the butterfly dress. 3 for $10 only, very cheap. You can see me wear the butterfly dress. Buy the butterfly dress so you can fly fly fly."
I bought the butterfly dress even when the his chant irritate the shit out of me, how ironic. Those interested to see the Butterfly Man, he's located across Tanjong Katong Complex.

Also, I just completed another book. From one of my favourite authors; Paolo Coelho. I found The Alchemist to be a wonderful tale on pursuing one's dreams. Coelho shows how easy it is to give up ever attaining one's dreams due to complacency - or not wanting to move out of one's comfort zone. "People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve them." Another endearing quote from the book, "There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure." Other of his books that I've read too are Veronika Decides To Die and The Zahir. Told you, I'm becoming a bookworm and it's not a feminist book.

And finally, you're drifting apart. I'm way beyond what you regard me as.

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