Mall-Walking

I visited 7 malls yesterday. 7 malls! While you might think that is nothing compared to a trek through Orchard Road, these malls are gigantic okay and twice as glamorous. It’s equivalent to visiting 7 Vivo cities but they are miiiiiiiiiiles apart from each other. Count the i’s. That’s how far they are.

Cecil and I got into all sorts of shenanigans. Really, freaking, hilarious. I don’t think I can divulge them, lest I reveal the actual nature of my job (which by the way gets more amazing and more confusing each day). Between the two of us we ended up buying yummy juices, fancy biscuits, a really fudgy slice of chocolate cake, underwear and a belt. The job dictates it, we say. Haha this internship is causing me to go into deficit. The parental subsidies are barely enough to keep me safely afloat, covering me in cases of food and transportation emergencies. And this? This is costing me more than I thought it would!

Let’s just say this is like espionage combined with a little bit of paparazzi and plenty of writing and magic dust. I’m probably making this up. It’s frustrating, excruciating and bloody bewildering. Sometimes I’m unsure why they’ve picked me to do this. But it’s fun and it’s exciting and it’s ridiculous. So… it’s okay, it’s all good. It’s all good, really.

In the end, we were very tired by the time we reached the office at 7-8ish. My feet shriveled up into raw pink slabs inside my heels. We ordered up some noodles for dinner in the office, took cabs home. I collapsed into my bed in my work clothes. Disgusting I know.

So that’s my day.