Another kind of Orchard

Not those flower cultivating or decorative bonsai but the familar Orchard Road youngsters stride along in town. With the hottest fashion wear (army camoe wear? And I hear so much complains abt the army) wearing those bling bling of theirs' ranging in groups of 2 to 30(IRC channel #teens outing?) they contribute to the human traffic and congest the streets with their chattering, antics and most recently their foam sprays.

Today, mummy's boy went to the Aunties' Orchard. I can tell you the amount of cash exchanging hands at Tiong Bahru Market will not lose out to the fashion boutiques unless you bring in those insane pricings of BRANDED fashion. Assorted fashion were on displays, from blouse, pants, skirts to scotch brit spounges... you name it, you got it.

Even with the rain pouring since Sunday for a 2 sun-less day... spirits were high, bargaining rampant and the preperations for the festive celebrations building up. When was the last time anyone took time off and really went shopping with your parents? Many may just jeer upon me as a loser without a date, still tied to apron strings thats their opinion and you chaps can burn in hell for all I care too.

There's been quite alot in my head these days and I find it rather difficult to express myself too... or more like who cares? This blog serves more like a personal diary for my remeberance sake where interested party can get a few update of me like whether I'm still alive or bitter abt life.

Reflections, have been doing alot of references within myself and held myself to resolutions for improvements. 1/4 of a century I have resided... what has been acheived ? What's been lost? What is to be achieved? What will be lost?

You'll never know

PatriX