retro chicks and vintage queens

endless streams of thoughts seemed to came by my mind today, sadly, much was it was taken away together with my fatigue at the end of the day.

finally, we got our date. 

after so long, i finally get to go out with my angel. on a proper date.

million bus rides, a well deserved check point by clementi's new macdonalds.

oh fuck, i missed that place.

i strolled through the streets slowly, taking in the air of the newly reborn estate.

i was here 10 years ago, i was always here. 

the naive me who ran down by the shops after meals, the little boy who peers at the bakery, admiring the beautiful green spiral drawn on the bun.

the colorful snacks that makes me drool. and the cheapo samurai sword which nvr last for more than a week because it's fucking plastic.

including the shop that sold my parents canes. i hate them.

the beautiful array of fabrics that used to hang beautifully from the ceiling, as if we're always in festive season.

i would nvr forget the sand playground.

but it's all gone.

buildings erected, constructions took place, taking over the tiny city that i'd always been trailing in.

while preserving some, they took some as well...

at least all is not lost.

before i can slowly enjoy bathing in this nostalgic feeling, we're on the road again.

travelling towards thompson, entered some place like trade hub.

i fucking swear that this is not a worthy trip.

including the mini stop we made at novena, before reaching Orchard.

when was the last time we strolled down orchard road, hooked hands, carrying shopping bags.

today we did.

Yada yada, and finally we manage to get a decent, but not the best seat in MA MAISON @ Central.

it's awesome for food. but service wise, it didn't leave me feeling very pleasant thou.

i'm gonna give it the benefit of a fucking doubt because the manager said that "bugis one is different".

but fuck the service, if you have a date, want a decently affordable place with a riverside view. this is the place to go. it's quiet, and chill.

despite not being born photogenic. we still took lots of photos today.

and thinking back, i'd already forgotten when was the last time we did that.

*sigh* 

we're all growing up. running with time.

we ended our day after a yet another fruitless trip to kinokuniya.

we're fucking dead beat by the time we ran and caught up with 190.

and there, we're going home.

guess we're too old for this shit ain't it?

thinking back... we had alot of fruitless runs throughout the years haven't we?

it was only 10 when it all end, but it felt like a long long day.

i wish we could have lay down and watch the skies, plucking white cotton candies as if we're eating the clouds.

i could do this shit forever.

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no idea, why this song played in my head throughout the day.

i know it's old. but it's sort of stuck in my head for now.

she's got an angelic voice and a body of sins.

she's primadonna