The one that started this facebook event that says 1000 peeps in Holland V in singlets, shorts and slippers on 9 of April.
Already 1576 people are reported "attending" the event. Discounting those fb fanatics who "attends" every event they're invited to, which not necessary be the case in reality, I suppose there could still be a thousand odd. What is behind this "event"?
Supposedly:
"This is not commercially motivated and was started in the spirit of "being be able to go where ever you want to, wearing what ever you feel comfortable with." What you've responded with has been heartening because it shows that as a society, we really do look beyond these artificial barriers.
Samantha may be a real person, she may be a troll, but that doesn't change the spirit of why we're really doing this.
On the day, seize the moment and get out there in our singlets and shorts (or whatever you're comfy in) whenever you want to. If you are headed down to Holland Village on Saturday 9th April, buy someone in a singlet a coffee/laksa/kaya toast. Take lots of pictures and go home having made new friends who enjoy wearing singlets and shorts as much as you do.
This really is a casual, free-form thing where you come as you are and enjoy the company!
Peace!"
Some say it's a marketing campaign, some say Samantha or someone related owns a coffee shop or something in Holland V, why not pick somewhere more generic like Orchard? Obviously, a battle between skepticism and cynicsm.
I'm pretty much standing in the middle of both, to be perfectly honest. On one hand, do we really need an event to dress in whichever way we want to express ourselves? Do we need an excuse to do a good deed, buy a stranger a drink? Obviously not. Even though there are complains going about in tertiary institutions about students not dressing appropriately, said students continue to "express" themselves in the same manner. On the other hand, what's the harm, really? A day where everyone who's attending, engaging in some careless, mindless fun?
Seriously though. I think I'm pretty much a slut for money. Like I'd do almost anything and everything for the right price. Seriously if the devil makes me a deal for my soul, I'll prolly enter the contract with my eyes wide open. I am however not tempting fate.
6.5/hr was the deal breaker yesterday.
I woke up with a swollen left eye like some annoying bug bit it. I wasn't sure whether it was serious or not. Parents were still in bed, seriously who wakes up at 6AM during the hols? i weighed my opportunity costs.
Under the 'go' column, I had the money thing going. An asterisk point. Under the 'not go' column, rest and study.
My argument was that if I stayed home, I prolly will continue sleeping and slack since Calculus hasn't been kind to me. I had lots to catch up on still but eew. The temptation was sooo bad to get out of the house and earn some $$$ that I relented and took C's advice to go there and judge my options. So halfway through the 0800-2230 gig my eye miraculously recovered. Which was thank God.
Anyway the private sales was damn hot yest. Hot as in people kept coming and buying. Some took half day to shop, some brought the entire family, everyone came prepared. The average bill was 200$ per customer, expat and local. Which was wow. Singaporeans are obviously pretty well to do. And Isetan was the 3rd megastore to have sales this week. I was tempted myself to get some things but I left my credit card at home which was fortunate, if not the $$ earned would prolly be used to clear my shopping debt.
And I just wasted almost the entire day doing everything but studying which makes my SUSFU (situation unchanged still fked up). Oh wellls.
I'm like 30% sure it's an actual disease with syndromes and all. The whole package. So much so that I feel restless without having a book in my hand. The only solution is to succumb.
Which I did. I couldn't take it after mm about 2-3 weeks since my last book. I like to think it was the latter so it meant at least I gave it a good fight. Seriously the plan was to read my lecture notes to and fro on the journey to school which shockingly takes up 1/8 of an entire day. I sleep for 7hours per day, and there goes 10 hours already. Plus I spend a typically substantial of time in school which makes about 6.5 hours on average. Leaving what 7.5h and after minus-ing the nua-ing time, teevee time, fb time, it's no wonder I pretty much have no time to do my tutorials.
At the start of the new sem, after a few days of boredom, I decided why not like what harm would it do since I didn't have tests, exams or anything urgent. Then it went on and on like a cycle I couldn't break out of, not that I wanted to. Then it escalated into an addiction. But I asked myself, how bad would it be? Comparing drugs and reading books, obviously the latter wins hands down.
And it's so amazingly pitiful that I'm making excuses for myself.
Shouldn't have told so many people about my um little crush. Totally got jinxed. And K with his black swan theory. Now sian. Oh wells. Might as well tell it as it is.
Yesterday...
Saw this rather cute Caucasian (with goatee, and woohoo biceps and chest) on the bus from Potong Pasir again. For the third time in a row, we were on the same bus.
However, before anyone thinks I'm sick or smth, I wasn't stalking him, nor him me. Cos I alighted first.
To further clarify, I went home at different times each day, boarded different bus every time, but we ended up in the same bus every single time! For three days straight at any rate. That was so awesomely coool. Cosmic kismet or smth. I was all set to approach him, and even to the extent of pondering about the possibility of stalking him to see where he alighted, if I saw him today but I didn't. ):
The thing was I saw him looking at me with the corner of my eyes. Like duh he was cute so i obviously was looking. I kinda saw the moment where recognition hit him, unless i was thinking too much but then again let's not go down that road, like he I-don't-know want to say smth maybe? But I was plugged in to my mp3. According to K's sage advice, I should establish eye contact first before the guy would make a move. Note to self.
I had such high hopes of meeting him, that I maybe possibly took some time last night to think over what to wear for school today, but ): I even heeded K's advice to avail myself, unplugging myself from my mp3 at Boon Keng stn. I was busy gawking around when I alighted at PP but then I thought never mind there's still a chance of bumping into him on the bus.
But no! Hence the totally sian-ness.
Off for a late-night movie! Busy busy weekend ahead. Toodles
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