Cute is what We aim for

My mum has officially grounded me for three months until the A level examinations are over.  That means that I can’t go out at night anymore.  That means I can’t celebrate anybody’s birthday at night.  Sorry Lix and some others whose birthdays are coming up.  I asked mummy dearest for permission to attend the FIR concert yesterday and she refused, so Fabian’s giving the free ticket to Xuehu instead.

Since I’m not going to the FIR concert tonight, I decided to have lunch with Terence.  Fabian came along at the last minute because he didn’t have to book into camp today.  We had lunch at Paragon’s Sushi Tei.  It was a satisfying meal and we had many cups of green tea.  We chatted about what Fabian should do with his future since he is so uncertain himself.  I hope he wakes up and do something about his life.

Fabian left early to prepare for the concert and Terence and I continued window shopping.  We went looking around at different stuff.  Calvin Klein seemed to be having a lot of discounts today.  I got my hands on Cute Is What We Aim For’s latest album, Rotation, at HMV!  Wilson sent me a few songs by the band last week and I really like their music.  I haven’t bought an album in a long time so I decided to purchase Rotation.  You can say that it was bought on impulse, but I don’t regret it.

I was walking along Orchard Road towards the mrt station when I felt somebody tapping my shoulder from behind.  I halted and turned around.  It was a woman and she told me that my image is complementary to her company’s next advertisement, so she gave me her card and asked me for my name and mobile number.  I think it was another one of those modelling scams.  I encountered one two years ago when I was waiting for a friend at Orchard MRT station.  That ‘modelling agency’ asked me whether I was interested in joining their company on the condition that I pay for my own portfolio.  Did they think I was so gullible?  They obviously earned most of their money from losers desperately aspiring to become models and willingly pay for their ‘portfolio’.  Sigh, we have such suckers in our society and it’s amazing how conmen target the growing narcissism in modern culture.

Happy Birthday to our glorious nation that has yet to win an olympic medal in about 40 years!