it's not so bad at all.

I came back to Jurong Island with two pairs of shoes, a happier heart, a fuller stomach. a headful of good times with the girls.

then when I took another look at my purchases I realised my shoes are made of pig leather. which means I can't wear them. which sucks because buying shoes was supposed to be my therapy, after a long rainy day in school.

I AM SO UNLUCKY.

so this is the story of my life.

but. what cheered me up right again was receiving emails from my boyfriend, who says silly things in the cutest way, which just makes me want to run to his hall and give him a great big kiss. =]