This was what caught my eye – well honestly, the cover illustration, then the entire concept – while I strolled through the Japanese section’s bookshelves at Kino today.

Rental Children tells a story about, based on what I understood from having read the summary, “Taishi and Fuyumi, a couple who had lost their beloved son Yuu to an illness, were introduced to a children rental/sale company P.I. and from the list, they decided to purchase Yuu without hesitation. However, a month later, the child experienced a sped up aging process; his face kept dissolving.. In a bid to find out the truth, Taishi sneaks into the P.I. laboratory to realise of a terrible experiment being repeated day and night.”

I know it’s quite irrelevant; but I totally adore the drawing style 8D

Having not been out shopping for the longest time, I took the chance to visit a dozen places in the afternoon to conveniently attempt to satisfy my food cravings (but that being actually satisfied, or not, is another story); strike out items on my shopping list; observe the sights (new buildings? huh) and sounds before I forget how town looks like again; check out new magazines and books around Kino; collect something from school and meet Grapes for dinner.

It’s no wonder why my previous ezlink top-up didn’t last for more than a day.. Home > PS > Cathay > Ion > Taka > Tampines > Boon Keng > Vivo > Ang Mo Kio > home. At this rate I’d probably covered a good third/half of Singapore, BUT I’ve fulfilled my agenda for the day so I’m not complaining.

Daily work has taken a toll on the well-being of a certain woman by the name of i-like-the-guy-whose-looks-make-esther-foam-at-the-mouth-and-die. (no, really, that I will NEVER approve. neverrrrrr) But I love hanging out to kill what’s left of her after-work time and commenting on different brands of facial wash and asking for extra honey sauce for our Japanese parfait <3 Weekdays aren’t too bad, afterall.

8D