Was walking along Orchard today looking for Liat Towers where i was to have an extremely belated birthday lunch with a few people. While walking around(i have the worst sense of direction) desperately trying to find the place, i notice that Orchard Road has 7-11s. Plenty of 7-11s. Don't know why. There was one on one side of the street, and another like 50 meters away on the other side. Weird. Wonder why Orchard road needs so many 7-11s anyway.

While looking for Liat Towers, i stumbled upon The Forum shopping mall(the number of times I go to orchard in a year can be counted in two hands). Wandering inside, i noticed a little competition going on. A kids singing/dancing/talent competition. Sometimes I wonder if these competitions are for the kids or the parents. The kids looked terrified on stage. But what got me was this. One of the kids was dancing to a song. But not any song. It was Lady Marmalade(however you spell that). That song that is about having sex. So a little malay girl was dancing, shaking her body trying to be 'sexy', looking terrified and very very stiff. Now, tell me what's wrong with this picture? I have seen on Kids Central a kid who dressed in a shiny, short mini skirt and tube top dancing to Britney Spear's I'm A Slave For You. Someone save us. The kid even said she admired Britney Spears. Somebody save us. If little girls look up to Britney Spears, dress and dance like her, our society is so going down.

Women are now chasing after men for a quick roll in the hay(i wonder why people roll in the hay. The hay will get stuck in naughty no-no places. wouldn't think its very comfy). they pick up men in bars, have sex, and go home the next day. One girl claims to have sex with 5 out of the 10 guys she meets in a bar. hmmmm... girls are getting daring. Like they said in The New Paper Sunday(where i read this btw), the guys are going from the Hunters to the Hunted. Interesting. I have never been picked up(cos i don't go to a bar. Neither do i look very good, or have very much charisma). And probably never will be. Ah, heck. i'll be the one doing the picking up. One day. Maybe.