Shopping in Daejeon!








Went to the downtown of daejeon.
Its the shopping paradise, 1 day is not enough for us. hahaha.
Spent 150 sgd there today, got quite many things.
Got myself fred perry singlet, 2 nice shirts, 1 vest, 1 cute bowtie, 1 plain tshirt which i needed, one japanese like sweater and a white sunglasses. Hahahahaha, all these for 150 bucks. I think its worth it actually. But spending so much on the 2nd week stay at korea its abit harsh. So i am gonna control on more spending. When i see really nice shirts, i just go buy it lol.

We ate dinner at this noodle shop and ordered the spicy noodle, really spicy that it cost us sticking out our tongue while eating it. Also, we met these 2 malaysians at the stall, they came to us and asked us in chinese "are u all from malaysia?" hahaha. I think we talk too loud thats why. But really nice to meet people who can speak chinese here.

Also, i also met these 2 china girls who are really friendly in our dorm. hahaha another 2 people to speak cheena already. And i have bryan and keely to speak english with that can help me to alter my korean english back. Really, sometimes i slang it without realising it.

Well, new week coming!

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