of glossy bright red

today was a very extraordinary day.

jianyee is one of ruwen’s close friends. i am ruwen’s soulmate. so it’s the close-friends-&-soulmate meeting today when jianyee & i went out for lunch together at uncle seng’s handmade noodles. it started at 1pm, then when we finished lunch, we decided to go window shopping at the boutiques around here. we went to clothestory, and apparently spent SEVEN hours there.

if you may think it’s completely marie-antoinette of us to stay in just one boutique for seven hours, let me elaborate.

at first, i was skeptical about even going to a boutique because i cant shop.

i cant shop as in every chinese new year when we’re supposed to be crazily shopping for new clothes, i buy one normal tee-shirt and stick with it throughout the festive season, when the rest of the girls are parading their clown-clothes, changing in and out of them throughout the day like in a fashion show. i just wear my tee-shirt & jeans, sit in the kitchen and pick my ba-guas. :D

i cant shop as in i need know that i have this much to spend then only i will shop with the amount. and right now, my cash is so limited that i only have enough to eat for the rest of the month. thus, not in the mood to shop.

i cant shop as in i simply cannot buy anything that is not black or white. that used to be then, i’ve been improving, i’ve been buying clothes that are wholly in other colors. just not with patterns, prints and all, i cant bear it.

anyway. so when i walked in the shop, jianyee straight away went for the clothes on the rack and into the fitting room within 2 minutes. i did a little stroll around one of the racks, trying to look polite and sat down on the sofa, with full intention to finish reading the book in my hands.

the salesgirl started talking, jianyee started asking questions, they both took more clothes for jianyee to try on, i looked at them amused, listened to them talk. and in the end, i stood up and look around more, picked out clothes when no one’s looking because i always tend to feel self-conscious of what people’d think of my taste in clothes when they are looking at me browsing the clothes. in the end, we just sat down and talked like old friends.

the one dress jianyee didnt buy.

talking to April is very, very comfortable. she has that innocence of a fairy girl (or that was how it seemed like throughout the seven hours), she is honest and she didnt give us the impression of a haughty, judging salesgirl we would find in G200k or Forever21. she’s the kind of person you very easily get comfortable talking to.

jianyee and i settled for the conclusion – she’s from kluang, she’s a johorian. with all due respect to KL people, she is NOT the typical kind of KL people. i like how April did not try to force any clothes on me when i didnt look comfortable being there at first.

she told us a lot about herself, how clothestory began in the first place, and in return, we talked a little bit about ourselves. i’ve always had the impression that boutiques’ salesgirls are the ones who would sell anything on the rack to you no matter your/their opinions, as long as you have the money, here’s a big smile for you!

but April told us about how clothestory is catered for college students because that’s who her regular customers are. the price, the style of clothes are all what we students would buy. furthermore, she only has only one for every single design, size & color, so people wont be wearing the same thing on the streets. most of her clothes are directly from korea, taiwan & hongkong, she travels there every three months to bring in new stocks.

i think she’s awesome. it’s so near also! ah im so happy i found a boutique i’d actually like visiting again. price-wise, salesgirl-wise, boutique-feeling-wise, clothes-wise, location-wise. this might sound like an advertorial shiz, but i am not paid to write this. this is from deep-down the bottom of my heart. i really like clothestory, and im not afraid to share.

dont worry, i will only spend what i earn. i know my limits.

anyway, after i finally dragged jianyee out of the shop because she just couldnt stop buying clothes she stumbled upon that she looked nice in, which was EVERYTHING, we went for dinner at around 8:30pm for the most awesome-cheap fruit juice ever!

SS15 is awesomo :D

in conclusion, the real one that matters, close-friend & soulmate of ruwen clicked! :D

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the best thing:

i came back and saw this

haha damn touched.

michele got us reservations for lunch at tangerine today. tangerine is one of the student-handling restaurants in taylor’s lakeside campus. where hospitality students get to practice their serving skills on white mice customers.

we were told it was RM10 per person, but eventually found out that it was RM15 per person for everything (appetizer, main course & dessert). extra RM3 for drinks though. again, we didnt know that until the bill came. it was kind of obvious the waiters and the kitchen were just as confused as each other. im not sure how much of training or learning they went through, kenneth’s 18, we asked, so probably cant be much i guess.

jeannette’s my lunch date! the few rules are, only diners who made reservations the day before, are welcomed to dine-in. semi-formal attire is required (no shorts, slippers or jeans).

throughout lunch, jeannette and i were insanely hyper, laughing at anything, everything. what i didnt quite like was how they separated us into pairs. geez, cant we all sit together? we got kenneth – a quite nice boy to serve us. and did we annoy him. :D

we kind of also didnt had the chance to actually order anything because they had the full course on the menu. no choice given. jeannette hated the pumpkin soup (i licked mine clean, figuratively speaking); i didnt know how to eat a chicken (that looked really, just like a bird) with fork & knife, ended up scraping desperately at the meat, eventually i just gave up. didnt eat much of the main course, while jeannette finished hers.

but we did agree on something. the dessert. some pie with apricot in it. it was really good, the type of food i dont mind eating for the rest of the month. we did scrap off the cream though, neither of us like whipped cream. or any other cream to be exact.

and that was that.

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this ring came from childhood, i wear it sometimes in my life to remind myself of the magic, sweetness, love & colors of it, that if i were to be trapped in whirlpools of difficulties, struggles, i slip on this ring, think about all the lovely things about it, & pull myself out of my despair. it’s just a ring, but i try to believe otherwise. :)

these are the books, wait, let me say this again, THE BOOKS kind Ms Ngim borrowed me!

I AM SO HAPPYYYYYYYIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh. this.

i came back home and had this.

the end wtf.