i keep seeing people who look like New Urban Male staff.
saw sy's brazillian paps and was totally won over, so much that i dragged jy with me assorted NUM outlets to use her 20% discount. did not buy any after all, because couldn't get a good size for the designs i like. but probably also because i wasn't looking, the sales people were most distracting.
i mean, i've passed by NUM lots of times and never once walked in, so that day when i did it was like, whoa.
2 sales assistants: hello, welcome to NUM. *smiles*. ms: o_o *stares* *gapes* *stares higher* *stares lower* assistants: *smiles* *a little less* ms: *surreptitiously clutches havianas and breathes* assistant: er. can i help you ma'am? ms: *half in slippers rack* i really don't know how to respond to that, darling.
okay, maybe it didn't happen exactly that way. but you get the idea. perhaps i will visit more often, with cheryl from polo, who agrees with me that it's a blissful place to shop at.
then there was an encounter once at the orchard mrt station. was with huishan and emily, i was draped over yellow Today box, and i happened to be directly opposite this really really really pretty (and hot) guy who was lounging against this much envied pillar. we were talking about my blog i think (and this is the first time it actually hits me that people actually READ this thing, and i won't know who they are unless they tag!) and i was defending myself and my intelligence. oh, and that conversation about confession was NOT a recent thing. whatever made you stupid girls think they are... it's a fond memory, treasured in the manner of how you remember when you lost your first tooth. (if your dirty little mind happened to be wondering, i was not going to say virginity.) so we were talking and i was looking (the yellow box shielded me) and i thought i'll share my happiness, cos you know, that's what friends do.
ms: hey. look behind you. *calm* hs: *turns in wrong direction* look what? ms: no, the other way. hs: *turns in wrong direction* what? look what? ms: no, no. that pillar. there. one o'clock. hs: what's with the pillar. ms: not the PILLAR. the guy. quite cute. hs: omg ms you are so... UHHH! (not paraphrasing, she really said UHHH! in italics) ms: what? hs: you're so superficial! ms: hey hey, i was just looking. everybody looks. hs: i wasn't looking. em: she means you don't have to say it out to show your... superficiality. ms: well, what's wrong with looking? (seriously, what's wrong??) hs: it's just! UHHH! *silence* em: actually, i noticed too. just that i didn't say it out. ms: HAH. see? everybody looks! hs: well, not- ms: omg huishan don't block! hs: huh, what, oh, FINE!
didn't' blog that day although wanted to. met up with za, who's surely getting herself not seen in london crowds now. later that night went to sleepover at shim's house for the first time in... what, 12 years?
hmm yeah. cute guys are just everywhere besides nus. yesterday saw a really bohemian one on the train. very lean body, not much visible muscles, but very tanned and glowing. was wearing sleeveless and torn jeans, had orange-brown hair in a very short ponytail. very hard to describe, but my first thought was "oh. bottom." feels a little like xiao zhu XD
so um. shall stick to staking out the pool toilet and try to get a picture of the cute girl XD maybe should just ask jun kiak to get one for me...
