I think today family outing sucked. And since my brother is not around, I guess it can't be called "family outing" anymore.
Went to Peninsular to buy some clothings. And I end up regretting buying a red skinny. I think I'll alter my skinnies because it looked, baggy. At least I'm satisfied with a stud belt. My white one is getting rusty for some reason.
When back to City Hall and ate Burger King at Suntec City. I didn't finish my burger. My little brother end up playing with some total strangers, banging the table, commanding us to give him food and screaming better than Craig even though it sounded like a sissy.
My mum insisted we go Orchard Road and we did. And I think I saw Siti while going up the escalator because like, the height same, hair same, specs also same. K, whatever. I was so fucking bored there lah okay. Luckily I got Wonderpanty to sms with or people would see me lying on the floor, dying in boredom. I kept complaining to her and she still can say, "touch your brother butt lah!" Bad adviser, boohoo.
We've reached somerset, board the train, and there's this smelly basket who purposely stand infront of me, admiring my looks. I was so ready to kick his breast, you know! K, nevermind. I moved to my parent's side. My brother kept crying and crying till the other end of the train can hear, I think. He was out of control. Everyone was staring at us. So we got off from the train and alighted at Clementi. And we took a taxi from there. Yes, he shut up through out the whole taxi trip. What the fuck.
Damn, I'm such in a bad mood. 8 more days to MCR concert, and I'll do whatever it takes to see MCR live despite being alone.
