My day started off by deciding not going to school but directly to Chancerlodge in Sims Ave. Initially, I didnt have a clue where was the place, just knew that bus 21 could bring me there. Thus, i got off from Novena and waiting for 21. I came across this very cute penguin printed tee, but it's too oversized, i dropped it.
11 stops sounded pretty far, but actually I got to the place only around 15 mins. It's a hot sunny day. And for my skin's condition sake, i gotta put on long sleeves and trousers which made me perspirated like hell. Mind you, I managed to get there with no sweat. There was this little detail that entertained my mind during the journey: a lady with her sense of style from her bag, which made of tiny bits of plastic gathered together like a piece of lego; and her plastic sneakers with plenty of small holes and no strings attached to them. So far that's the most innovative pair of sneakers/slippers I've ever seen. I dnt know the brand but they're kinda like a modification of converses.
So I asked around and found my way up to level 9 of this tall building called Chancerlodge. Had the owner not called me, I would have thought that company was no longer there. They changed their name, and the first impression the owner gave me was :"dzô đây, dzô đây". OMG, he could speak VNese, and the first thing flashed to my eyes were tons of bottles of this hair oil in the store room. Furthermore on top of the shelf in the corner, several qualifications approved for the oil were written in Vietnamese so clearly =)) I was truely impressed, when he introduced that this brand was really popular among VNese, perhaps we are their main target. When I queried with him about how difficult it was to find this brand in the marketplace, he just laughed at me and explained that because I didnt find the right distribution places. Fine, I already made my way here so it's pointless discussing over it anyway. The drama began when I saw there were only 28$ left in my purse, and each of the bottle cost 14$. What should I do, he already took out 3 bottles for me. The idea of going nearly 1km away to the ATM sounded ridiculous to me. So guess what, the owner sold 2 bottles to me with only 20$!!!! Knowing the fact that one is priced at 25$ in the market!!!!! I was deeply amazed by his deed. I thanked him a lot and happily walked out with two bottles swinging in my hand.
The heat sent signal of hunger to my brain faster than anything. So I decided to withdraw money anyway for some sweet treats, since I just got a good bargain. The ATM was really far far away. Yet I managed to get there with at least 1 cubic sweat! Fine, on the way going back after decided to get another bottle for myself, I bumped into Rochor beancurd house!!!! Totally by chance, I couldnt believe in my eyes, the store was right there, with it's logo smiling at me. A crave for egg tart from the beancurd house that was disclaimed to be one of the best in singapore i just read this morening turned me on. So there I was, sitting among other customers and officers who were enjoying soya products around the shop. It's quite interesting to observe the diversity of this beancurd house's patrons. They were men in suits, aunties, family who drove Volvo and several truck drivers stopped by and took away their favourites from the shop!! It's true there's no bigger passion than food, no matter who you are, there's no class or social status when it comes to food lovers. The egg tart was really good, its richness was just nice to combine with the many layers from the skin, unlike other egg tarts which leave only greasiness and guilt on your tongue.
I thought I should stop there, but not so fast, I passed by another lust from 126 eating house. That's how they called themselves. It should be the first time I saw baked coconut tart in Singapore!!!Indeed, so I wanted to try it deadly, and the place exuded all the potential of good taste, since it's quite old, with this heritage feeling from the interior, the tables, the paintings on the walls and those good old simple pastries on display that took your breath away. So I delightfully walked away with another little cutie coconut tart in my bag, heading straight to Chancerlodge again.
When I saw the owner this time, I asked him first if this would work on me. He simply commented: No promises!! And to demonstrate his words, as well as to show his compassion for my indecisiveness, he gave me one bottle for free, so that I can do a trial by myself!!! That was unbelievable to me!! ON top of that, he even passed me a lemon barley drink, in order to cool me down from the heat when he saw my face terribly dripping sweat. I found that was completely incredibly kind of him to do so. I want to know his name so that I can show my gratitude but he refused to give, just wished me luck in trying that hair oil... What a nice person!
Here comes the ugly truth of the day, I couldnt put up with the itchiness all over my body anymore. So I sought consultations from the Unity's pharmacist and even from the doctor. In the morning, the pharmacist went to a meeting til 3pm. At night, the long queue at the clinic made me wait for almost an hour just to check my condition. It's tiring though, and I really felt like a monkey a whole day. It's itchy, itchy and itchy like HELLL!!!
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