We were supposed to watch Goblet of Fire for the second time yesterday. Supposed to . I suppose my dad was quite glad that he didn't have to spend 3 hours at a shopping mall while he could've been making some major money back at the office. Hah.
So we headed to the MPH bookstore. I finally got Memoirs of a Geisha. Finally. I like being surrounded by books. I know it may sound a little cliched, but I feel that the bookstore is like that Narnia pond; where you can travel between worlds and such. The next place next to a bookstore where I would love to get lost in would be a stationary shop. Dozens upon dozens of colourful stationary; pens and notebooks, letterheads and stamps. Whoa, it's almost heaven. Almost.
So anyway. I got followed by these dudes at the bookstore. Which wasn't really nice, really. They were following me to every shelf I went to purposely coming nearer and nearer to me and making obnoxious comments. Gag me.
After, dad bought us to this clothing store where he wanted to buy belts. Him being color blind, I had to help him. "No, no. That's brown." "Yeap, that one is the black one. " My sister on the other hand, was loitering around the store aimlessly. I don't really like going somewhere without my mum. My dad will always be looking at something and totally blacked out from the world, my sister would be walking around the store. Which leaves me helping my dad with his belts and watching out for my sister so that she doesn't get kidnapped.
A very interesting happened at the counter when my dad went to pay for his belts. My Humps, BEP were playing on the store radio and one of the assistants behind the counter was singing "My lovely lady lumps. My hump, my hump, my humps. Check it out" and then there was this other homosexual guy who was slightly flirting with my dad. ROFL. I laughed at the scene to myself. I wonder what passerbys would've thought when they saw me laughing on my own.
New layout. I like it, mucho. Might customize it later if I'm in a good mood, and if Mr Photoshop is in a good mood. :)
You see, like almost everyone else on LJ, I have my very own graphics journal. chaosinparis. *hinthint*