retail therapy

retail therapy always manages to soothe my frayed temper.

a little cranky the whole of last night cos i just couldn’t sleep. fell asleep after 3am, kept waking up in between and only fell into deep sleep after dawn. and woke myself up cos i thought i heard the message tone on my phone. funny thing was, there was a message, but my phone was on silent mode. i wonder why, too.

and this plunged my mind into deep, murky waters cos throughout the restless night i was in and out of a dream, of the same person who messaged in the morning and something to do with the phone. i couldn’t tell the difference between reality and dreams.

 

was pissed with singapore post for screwing up some stuff, and till now, i seriously don’t know if i’m totally screwed upside down.

so i went shopping. at jurong point. jurong point always brings out the worst in me.

in less than one and a half hours, i bought three tops and two pairs of pants. but they’re not entirely impulse purchases. lately, semi-casual and casual wear just equate to one thing - jeans. and i only have two pairs of them left, so i bought some comfy pants which are for sloppy days. two *coughdisneycharactercoughcough polo tees and another semi-formal shirt.

it’s amazing when i’m not in the best of moods, i become a highly efficient and dedicated shopper.

still looking out for a heavy winter jacket, flip flops, a huge bag, gloves and god-knows-what. but these can wait till i’m in a not-so-good mood.