Of Sheer Maxi and Stripes
I used to envision myself as a workaholic or somewhat when I grow up and start working, but guess whose the one who runs out of the office as soon as the clock strikes 5! I've survived 3 weeks of work but the workload has just started rolling in yesterday and I can sadly tell you that my brain is temporarily damaged. I couldn't even tell out simple conversations or that I'm supposed to put soap into the washing machine when I do the laundry. Kids, stay away from accounting while you can. LOL! :roll: Anyway, as we were staying in a hotel just right behind Bugis Street, I've been wanting to see the markets and have a look at what little nitty bitty things they would be selling but my mum hesitated and told everyone that it will be just like any night market you'll see in Malays[...]