No time to blog eh.
I opened my eyes this morning,
And refused to get out of bed.
Just terribly sick of work,
And doing the morning shift.
But I did go to work eventually.
Because I'm no longer some irresponsible kid.
Tuesday.
Got scolded by some bitch of a customer,
And my face turned so black,
I looked like I was about to throw the shoes at her face.
Yesterday.
An Aussie dude came by to chat,
And told me about how much he loves shopping here,
Because "gays love to shop!".
When I told him the mall was a popular cruising spot,
He went,
"No wonder everyone's looking at me!"
Heheh.
Worked ended in the evening,
And I rode down to Far East,
As I had some stuff to buy.
Very nearly kissed the back of a car,
Because I was following too closely behind.
I'm ashamed to admit,
I've already forgotten the lessons,
That the 2 accidents have taught me.
And I'm now riding recklessly again.
Needed a retainer for my labret,
Cos I need to hide it for awhile.
But I couldn't find one that was short enough,
All were so long that it totally defeats,
The purpose of wearing a retainer.
So the person suggested cutting it short.
Since she said it had been done before,
I decided to give it a go.
Great.
After the other guy cut off the excess,
The retainer had jagged edges,
And I couldn't put it in at all.
A few minutes later,
I had stained the clear acrylic retainer pink,
With my blood.
Well,
It was either very painful,
Or my pain threshold has significantly decreased.
Can't believe a 3 and a half year old piercing,
Can still deliver such a potent dose of trauma.
They were kind enough to not make me pay for it though.
Cleaned up the blood,
And went looking for kicks after that.
As usual,
Couldn't find anything to buy.
No size,
Or nothing that I'm particularly keen on.
Tried on some KKOK shoes that looked interesting,
But for sure I'll get some "fake Forces" comments.
And at $259 they aren't cheap either.
Today was rather uneventful.
I'm been rather quiet these days,
Ever since the "backstabbing" incident.
Met Binbin and Edmund for dinner after work.
Can't help but wish that You are here with me now.
 
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