i now have this terrible fear of getting LOST. And i blame metro, the expo, and my distant ancestors for passing down such a lousy sense of direction. yupp.
it all started with the lousy metro sale, at the lousy s'pore expo. i've never liked shopping, dunno WHAT possessed me to step into that scary scary place. all i wanted was the white belt, so i went back to get it. turn around; and my mommy's GONE! never felt so lost. lucky, i had my trusty phone( the wonders of technology). whip it out..
me: mommy, where are you? her: homelinen me: oh, ok (put down phone)
hurrying as fast as i can, on my short legs, i make my way to home linen. circle the stupid area dunno how many times before i realise there's another HOMELINEN sign at 0200. never felt so stupid, and the repeated announcements of lost kids, lost grandparents and lost maids don't help at all.
by the time i reach homelinen, i'm off again cos my mommy's somewhere else too! pause for a moment to envision myself at the announcer's table. "Attention all shoppers. a 14-year old girl has been found. will her parents please come to Counter 10 to pick her up."
decide against better judgement and remain lost for what seems like hours. finally, i lean against the fake wood( i think its plywood) walls in exhaustion. call my mom for i think the hundredth time. apparently what im doing now- staying in one place- is what i should have done a long time ago cos my family looms in sight almost immediately.
i swear, when i star making my own money, its online shopping. FOR GOOD.
