the mystery of the spot

i didn't discover it, if that's what you're wondering, I didn't even get in there!unfortunately, cos when valente took me up, the earliest we could get tickets was too late... cos both of us had to work at 4pm.

but it wasn't all wasted, i got to eat a fabulous breakfast burrito. I don't know why they don't sell stuff like that in singapore. I must have described it in one of my earlier posts... meat, potatoes, cheese, goodness knows what else, all wrapped up in a burrito. yummmmmmy. then, we went to see a motor home park. this place belonged to one of his friends... a little shabby kind of place. it's a real trailer park! too bad i don't have any photos of it... but it's really interesting. people actually live in such small spaces. it's amazing.

another weird thing happened today. we both went to wardrobe to get our uniform for work. when we were in wardrobe, he used his apron to smack my butt. so i just hit him back. the wardrobe lady asks the other one to give me the number for women in crisis. this apparently is a hotline for abused wives. i went like, oh, so you mean abused colleagues don't count? and they were like, oh so you mean he's not your boyfriend? i was like... NO....

Where the hell do they get these ideas? it's really really weird. i've only been out with valente 2x. I've never been into wardrobe with him before... so so so strange...

A pic of both of us... during our break. he came to sit with me for a while...