She's in the Land of the Rising Sun now.
And I'm missing her like crazy.

I really do.

Okay,
That's enough for now.

There's this crazy woman,
Who would come by every week,
And scare off all my potential customers.
Argh.
I don't even feel like writing about what she does.
I only know that I feel like killing myself,
Whenever she appears.

Why do I have to deal with retarded people everyday?
Here are a few examples:

"How much is this?"
"Two-eight-five, sir."
"Dollars or cents?"

"I notice that you only display one side of the shoes."
"Yes sir only we only display the right shoes."
"You mean you only sell the right side?"

"Why is this so expensive?"
"The soles are handstitched madam."
"Wow you mean you handstitched them yourself?

Sad thing is,
These people are actually dead serious.
Good for them,
I'd say.

I met an ex-girlfriend for lunch today.
Can't remember when was the last time,
We actually sat down and had a chat,
But it must have been at least 3 years?

I realized,
One will only discover how much he has changed,
When he meets up with an ex-girlfriend.
She says I haven't changed much though;
I still scare people when I go to the toilet,
And I'm still a big spendthrift.

Heh.

Speaking of that,
I just cannot say no to a nice stripey shirt.
I dropped by Topman during my dinner break,
And picked up another Ben Sherman shirt.
Jeezus.
The entire wardrobe has been abducted by stripes.

I still want to say that I miss her.
Please come back soon.