the textual siege.

the weekend saw pms reunited once again for a lunch at maxwell, where hygiene doesn't seem such a priority; then breaking up again for sam to return to her desk to fulfill her oompa loompa duties while me and ming planned to catch perfume.

catch it we didn't but walk, we most definitely did.

from ann siang to seah street to arab street. for the less geographically inclined, that means walking from tanjong pagar to raffles hotel to bugis. despite the unrelenting sun beating down on our black and denim clad bodies, the distance didn't faze us much because it was punctuated with much song and laughter. it's been a while since we spent some time together, no thanks to national slavery.

next was to meet my boo, sam and nadia for the cafe del mar opening at sentosa. logically speaking, getting 5 people to gather isn't so hard given the miracles of modern technology and a decent sense of time. alas, it turned into a bit of a logistical problem.

the cafe del mar opening was full of people. underdressed, overdressed and dressing that screamed lookatme! kind of people.

within 5 minutes of entrance, sam went : i need a drink. i went : i need a drink AND cigarette. well, even though everyone was wildly optimistic, the drinks never came.

anyways i think i owe sam and ming a heartfelt apology for behaving like a spoilt brat. sometimes, the word compromise suddenly ceases to exist from my dictionary but i guess i'll have to try, even if it means learning it one letter and one syllable at a time.