I really admire those with the bravery to wear polo tees, with collars turned up.

I tried it once, but before I left the house I hastily turned the collar back down again, having an ingrained fear of my mother's "WHAT are you wearing?" looks, which are far from scathing but still have the power to induce great fear in those to whom these glances are directed.

Seeing as I have about five minutes left before I have to leave (I'm meeting Ching Ying at the airport before I go) this'll only be a quick update. I was supposed to have about twenty minutes, but got delayed eating the chocolate chip ice-cream De-gu made and then being ordered to wash the bowls and spoons by said mother.

Yesterday (which was supposed to be The Day of Homework but obviously such days always get postponed some way or the other, or cut short as Saturday was) I woke up rather ceremoniously late as usual and was promptly sent downstairs to await the delivery of some stuff my parents had gotten from our Elias Green flat (which we're selling- obviously not my decision, I would've kept the apartment for as long as I lived for all the memories held there). After horrendously waving at a couple in a taxi who turned out not to be my parents, my dad eventually arrived in a huge noisy pick-up driven by my relatives. My mum, it transpired, had decided to pay visits to our neighbours and then make her way to White Sands (although I think the latter was inspired more by temptation than necessity, or convenience).

After my dad had lunch (I had "brunch", considering the hour) my brother, father and I made our way out to Tampines to meet my mother. We went to a few sport shops first to get my brother football gloves and a ball (which he LOVES, and I admit looks rather awesome). My mother'd actually been to Runway 75 and bought two dresses and a belt!! I was so amazed, I have ALWAYS wanted to visit that shop. Anyway, she didn't approve of the polka-dotted dress that I liked, since it had a sheer panel on top (PRECISELY why I liked it), so hopeless wishing!

We paid a visit to our darling UNIQLO, where my brother wanted to get pants which unfortunately they didn't have in his size. He ended up buying a small backpack which wouldn't "poof up" like the one he bought in Bangkok does, apparently- and I got a skirt. It's awesome! With pink, orange and purple hues, this tiered wonder (longer than the red one my mother bought for me- so it exudes more of a country hipster vibe than preppy nautical-ness) has a plaid-like pattern. I can imagine wearing it with my pink tank top and maybe a belt or whatever hippy accessories I can find lying around.

Also ended up buying LOTS of CDs at the CD shop. Our extensive list was added to this morning after church, when we were supposed to meet De-gu at Siglap Hill's The Coffee Club but arrived early and decided to search the nearby Video Ezy instead. In total I suppose we've got about 10 CDs more now, but I'm not too sure. I managed to get Mansfield Park!!! It's really old and therefore rather rare (I have a strange prejudice against the BBC versions), but I managed to get a slightly scratched version from V.E. for about 5 dollars. I hope it works.

I have to go now, I'm exceeding the time limit I set myself. It's almost 3.55 and I'M GOING TO BE LATE! ): TTYL (: