Today was a day of rejection for Nalaka and I.

We were ultimately jobless today that we spent most of our forsaken afternoon walking along Orchard Road while talking about usual stuff about life - school, money, homework, love, and school, money, homework, and love. We were so depressed that we actually enjoyed our time walking and talking and going in to Paragon pretending that we were out shopping for a new pair of Calvin Klein undies and a pair of white Triumph brassieres for Amanda.

This very memorable day began when I woke up at ten in the morning, to the reverberating sound of some Afghan music playing in Niko's laptop; he was watching The Kite Runner. Although I loved and cried over the book twice, I was totally uninterested to watch the movie. Off I went to turn on my laptop instead, in the hopes of her being online. She was not. Good morning, Rowland.

We then went to 11A to take money from Auntie Jo so that I can buy my plane ticket. I'm going back in March, by the way. She gave me a plain $1000-bill, a large piece of paper which if I had lost, would have cost my entire life. Yes, my entire life. Well, I managed to buy my ticket today, and to my extreme delight (duh), I'm traveling by the Singapore-Cebu-Davao route. Yeah. At least I'm going back.

We went to Sixth Avenue, around the Bukit Timah Area, to grab a lunch at some Chinese stall there. To my utter dismay, the stall was not ready to serve any food until four in the afternoon, so I had to bid bon apres-midi to that effing stall and effing walk away with an effing empty stomach with Nalaka. We effing decided to eat at Orchard instead. KFC is truly an effing heavy and fattening meal.

And we got rejected six times today.

In chronological order: Joey, Juns, Jixseylo, Ryan, Tanya, Danusha.

But it was a very fun day, I must say. I got to reflect about a lot of things in life with my good HOT buddy.

:D

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If there is something you must do and you cannot do it, you cannot do anything else. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960