MMMMartens

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Videos that make me want to get married ):


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Also, just explored Ann Siang road this evening with Joo. My Books Actually experience was ruined mostly by 2 annoying Singaporians with faux american accents. According to Joo one of them is a well-known writer but WHO GIVES A SHIT. PLEASE. BOOKSTORES ARE NOT FOR YOU TO SHOUT OUT "OHHHH, MYYY, GAWD THIS SHOP IS LIKE SEEEEEEEEEWW CUTE! OHHHH, MYYY, GAWD THAT BIRD IS SEEEEEEEEEEWWW CUTE, I ABSO-LUTELY HAAAAVE TO TALK LIKE, A COMPLETE JACKASS!"

Though I must say that her statements were very factual.

No but ok, my rant. Yes, FTS. I am generally quite tolerant of most Singaporeans even when they are being all.. Singaporean. Even i-have-more-brains-than-you uni students, elitist JC kids, kiasu aunties, construction workers who have to comment on everything at least 5 times as if they invented it themselves (they DO exist! we sat next to 3 of them at lunch yesterday) and men who have to pee around their girlfriends, as long as they do not rub it my face (like taxi drivers). But that being said, I think my tolerance for SPGs and pretentious bananas is wafer-thin right now, it's just on a whole different level. I think one day I might actually punch one of them.

BUT, to cheer myself up, and I can not even begin to comprehend why jules and I are still shopping after Bangkok, I bought myself a lovely pair of these:


The omgsofuckingbeautiful Doc Martens Pascal Boots from Front Row. AREN'T THEY GORGEOUS?! I am quite poor right now but it is sooooo worth it. This has to be my most expensive purchase in at least 5 years but omg they are such beauty.

And the scary thing is that there were at least 4 other pairs of DMs tt I wanted. I think I might actually commit Seppuku. While wearing my DMs.