ADDICTS (A PROCRASTINATOR'S LATE ENTRY)

I have a confession to make. My parents are addicts. Yes, you heard me right. ADDICTS! I'm not sure why, but they (read: my Mummy), keep going to THAT place over and over and over and over again. A place where kiasu Singaporeans (like Mummy) congregate and swarm like bees in search of honeys. A place where aunties and grannies exhaust their monies. A place, called Singapore Expo.

Not so long ago, Mummy and Daddy left us for half a day in search of gadgets and the likes at Comex 2006, held at Singapore Expo. Upon satiating their desire for these gadgets and expending their moolahs, they came home, satisfied - and 3.5k poorer. On another occasion, addicted-to-Expo-Mummy purchased a bundle of 27 books for Ihsan & I at The Books Warehouse Sale - guiltless and devoid of regret. Mummy was totally exhilarated cos' of the good bargains she attained - none of the books cost more than 5 SGD, to be specific. Not bad, hor? Nonetheless, lethargic me couldn't handle all the fuss, so I decided to sit (and subsequently lie on my tummy) in one quiet corner. But Mummy still didn't get the hint. And she proceeded to the John Little Warehouse Sale and some other exhibitions in other halls, with sleepy me and the 27 books all in tow. All in all, I swear Mummy made 4-5 trips to Spore Expo during the whole week. (*Sighs*)


The Great Findings of The Expo Addicts

Now, with a techie enthusiast for a Daddy, and a bookworm for a Mummy, it's not long that we'll end up like one. As it is, we are already practicing for it. Hehe....





OK, so what happens when we have too many things purchased from the Singapore Expo? Well, you guessed it. Back to Singapore Expo, it is.... (*Rolls Eyes*)