Mood:
chillin'After how many months of waiting for his promise to happen, my friend finally managed to meet up with me. He had been saying he wanted to meet up with me even before we left for Australia. Today was the day.
We met at Flinders Street station and walked to Swanston Street to catch a tram to Fitzroy, however, my friend took me on the wrong tram -_- .
On the way back to the stop for the right tram, a guy came on the tram with his dog, and got told to get off the tram with his dog as there are no pets allowed on the tram, and the guy made a big fuss before leaving with his dog.
He wanted to take me shopping at factory outlets. I thought it was a good idea because they sell "outdated" stuff cheaper. To me oudated or latest trend doesn't mean jack. As long as it looks good on me I'm fine. I was quite pleased with my purchase. I bought a pair of nike shoes as I needed an extra pair cos the one that I brought back home looked like it was gonna break into halves or something due to maximum usage. I also bought 2 pairs of pants which I need as I did not bring enough clothes here and also a t-shirt with the word 'player' on it. I thought it was funny. After that we went into a quicksilver shop and saw a pair of shoes that were going for 15 dollars. It was simply too good to miss so I grabbed a pair, my friend wanted one too but they did not have it in his size, everything else was too big for him. See? One thing good about me going to western countries, they have my size.
Shopping with my friend was quite... interesting I should say, he shopped like a girl, going from store to store to check on all the stuff, trying them out but not really buying most of the things he tried. However I respect his calculativeness for it also helps save money and make the wisest choice in buying the items.
On the way back to the city there was this group of guys with one of them looking like he was on drugs or something, came on the tram, turned to face the exit and just vomitted out like that saying that he had too much to drink. Later on his friend gave him a plastic bag to vomit in and he threw out the used plastic bag out the door as well -_-. You don't see that happening in Malaysia now do you?
We arrived back in the city. My friend wanted to grab those 1 dollar pizzas for lunch. They didn't look worth to me as the pizza dough was thick and had very little toppings on it, but I guess you get what you pay for. I went to Hungry Jacks after he got his pizza. After eating, we sat there for a while talking about stuff when suddenly this guy grabbed my ribs while walking past by and he was like laughing saying that I was ticklish. Well it was more like 'WTF! why did you grabbed me' kind of reaction. Later on he came back the other way and did the same thing and was laughing. I thought he was retarded or something, I was quite pissed off and wanted to beat the shit out of him with a chair then and there but then I'd thought better not to trouble myself and waste time and just let it go.
When I left I saw him got arrested by police outside the store. Police are real efficient here and thats good. I bought back for Shawn a burger set from Hungry Jacks and put it in one of my shopping bags as I had too many things to carry.
Later on at night when I was going through my stuff I realized that the coke from that spilled onto all of my clothes, pants and shirts. So I quickly put them into the washing machine and then into the dryer. Much to my disappointment, my Player shirt shrank. I was really upset over this because I haven't even wore it and it already got screwed up. I hate dryers. From now on I'm just gonna put trousers into the dryers. I still could wear the t-shirt though it became like those undershirt kind of thing, body hugging and stuff, I wouldn't wear it just like that as it looks gay. Well maybe when I sleep or something.
Oh by the way, my friend who went with me shopping, did not want me to write his name in my blog. Probably becaue he is too embarassed with his shopping behaviour. Oh well... till next time.
This is the last days of my 1 week holiday and I still have not been able to think of any ideas for my assignments. As my friend said, holidays were meant for people to have breaks but my uni gave us holidays to do more work -___- what a rip.