Big hole in my pocket

When my fortune was told, I didn't believe it... I was told I'd have a hole burnt in my pocket and inevitably it has to happen. Now I see it coming true.

Just as everything is going on at this time... A holiday with my parents (where I have to fork out hotel accomodation & tickets), lost my mobile and haven't gotten a new one, finishing up my contract and have nothing planned thereafter... My wardrobe broke. Right. Excellent timing - Thanks!

It isn't that bad, but one of the drawers broke. I have to change the whole damned thing. It's second-hand anyway, and I figure perhaps it's time to get a new replacement. So I made a 2nd run to Ikea two days in the row, the first being a support of their Ikea Friends' event - Billy Book Exchange. I brought 13 books and dropped it off, and I could take 5 from the accumulated pile at the event they're having next weekend onwards.

After a long examining journey around the bedroom section, I decided against getting from Ikea. I hate to say that I would love to buy from them but it's too much of a hassle. I have to install everything by myself, the cupboard would cost at least $300 after adding in doors, handles/knobs, hinges to the frame, and then pay additional $50-55 dollars for delivery when cab is only $10 but I simply can't carry the damned thing. I tried even lifting a box containing "a small bedside cabinet" and I swear it feels like 25kg. I don't think I could even pull that out of the cab. I saw a very nice one at Courts but will cost me $400 (excluding delivery), at least I do not have to screw the whole damned cupboard myself. Just as I went around hunting, I found myself a nice thick mattress which I might consider buying... hahaha. To even think that I might consider adding that on, madness, but maybe I'm mad.

On the way out of Ikea, I bumped into someone I knew (Oh well, we don't talk now). As I was on the escalator down, I saw his side view but I was very sure. No mistake. We were almost passing by each other as our escalators were going in the opposite direction. I saw a "what seemed like filipino" woman and kid behind him, and I was almost certain they are a family. I didn't think he saw me, even so, he wouldn't recognise me after almost 6 years.

Ikea was packed with people today, unlike yesterday. I suppose Sunday is some kind of a family day in Singapore! I wonder why. I'm restless. I think I need to go around window shop for my wardrobe again. Wish me luck!