Solitude

Managed to get a day to myself today, after tut with my cousin. I thought of going home but that's such a waste of time alone.

Decided on going to Chinatown for some New Yr shopping. Had to get one red top otherwise grandma may start nagging at me. After all who doesnt like vibrant colours during New Yr? However, I do not like to be forced to buy a red top. Not when I do not need one at least. So I just picked one off the $10 rack. I think I will only wear it once during New Yr to appease the folks. After that, its main job is to collect dust. I doubt it looks nice on me. Did not even bother to try it on, due to a dragon in front of the dressing rooms. (My Chinese translation needs forgiveness sometimes)

Essentially, today was not a day for shopping. Streets with rain the height of my sandal. The incessant traffic in the labyrinth of Chinatown. My umbrella with one arm broken and deserves to be incinerated. Buses that do not head to MRTs or places that I want to go. More rain. The everlasting hunger in me. The pauper me in the expensive light. etc.

What a bummer for my first solo day. !@#$%^&*
I think I will still need company outdoors nonetheless. Too used to not being alone. Also it will be less torturous if there's someone to brave the tribulations outdoors with me.

O the malevolence..