Oops.

The Mr dragged me to Sim Lim Square today.

He’s the geek, not me, so naturally I wasn’t that excited about going there.
More aptly, I was being a rather crappy girlfriend today.

I sulked about the weather. (IT WAS DAMN HOT OKAY.)
I sulked about being thirsty.
I sulked about the pain in the knees.
I sulked about wearing the wrong t-shirt to suit the weather.
I sulked about wearing my blue jeans instead of the black pair.
I sulked about someone stepping on my shoes in the MRT.

He just laughed and kept trying to make me smile.
Pffft.

We browsed through all the levels before he decided on getting an external SAA 160GB HDD for himself at $86.
I merely walked around on level 5, browsing through shops selling laptop skins (which I thought were very pretty), mouse wraps, and other nifty USB devices. For $18, there are some rather pretty skins for laptops now.
When I did the same for my laptop last year, it cost me $80.
!@#$%&!

 I couldn’t help but feel that I might be the one asking him to accompany me to Sim Lim some other time.

I think I need an external HDD drive for my songs, pictures & PSP games.
And some new laptop skins.
And a cooling pad for my laptop.
And perhaps a digicam as well.
Oh oh, and I think I saw this gorgeous handphone.

Yes, I buy things that are only aesthetically-pleasing to me.
How typical of me.
Yes yes, we shall return to Sim Lim someday. When my pocket is filled.

As we walked out, he said,
“Looks like someone forgot to be cranky already.”

Tsk!

He bought me an early dinner after that,
and then we crashed at his place.

He was putting together the HDD when I realized he couldn’t put the screw in straight.
I saw him getting slightly irritated before I offered to do it for him.

I was halfway done when he wanted to continue doing it.
(I sense the male ego feeling threatened that a girl could possibly put together something better than him.)

Mr: “I can’t seem to put it in la.”
“Well, I suppose since you’re doing it for the first time, the hole might be a little small.”
Mr: “I know, I’m trying!”
“If you can’t do it, then I’m going to do it for you. Sheesh!”
Mr: “Wait la, I don’t want to ruin it. Let me concentrate!”
“Try harder la.”
Mr: “What?”
“Screw harder la!”

His mother (from outside): “What on earth are you two doing in the room?!”