flea market yesterday left me with damn fatigueness. it was a rainy sunday and i was so tempted to sleep in lor. with the help of poon's mum and dear javier as the official chauffer of the day, we managed to lug all our barang to holland v. conclusion of the day? business is really hard work. dumb dumb filipino maids and bangalah workers were bargaining at damn ridiculous prices. me and poon were so pissed that we rather nt sell them anything. however, with the help of my trusty camera, we still manage to 苦中作乐 (loosely translated to finding entertainment in times of boredom.

just set up stall only. business was pretty slow. and ya all the stuff was still neatly folded. but towards the end of the day, it was one big mountain of crap. hah aa ah.

me and poon, me and jo, and the 3 of us! ya ya, contrary to popular believe, i still DO wear a skirt from time to time. see my mood la. WHO SAYS I AM ALWAYS IN MY JEANS?! hw aha aha .

and i have deemed jolyn a big time AH LIAN. we were looking at all her clothes and omigod lor, goodness knows where she got them from. let me demo wat i mean.

TADA! wha aha , we purposely chose clothes which clashed like crazy. my fav piece? the red flower clip on my hair. we were so intrgued by it that we made everyone who were there wear it and take photo. presenting, the legend of the BIG RED MUDAN....*drumrolls please*

members of the poon family: uncle poon, auntie poon, ms cheryl "ANGEL" poon and my favorite javier poon. wha aha. plus josephine aka jav's girlfriend and a very reluctant jo.

thanks to all those who came down to support and help out. we left the place physically drained but a little richer. :)