Waiting. Attendre.

Saturday evening. Vivocity.

It was a long and frustrating wait for him to arrive.

Slightly more than one hour.

I don't enjoy waiting for others for so long.

A time has been set, stick to it.

Why bother putting a time in the first place?

And "go shopping" is not always a way to brush me off.

I hate crowds. I dislike swarms of people milling about this way and that.

It makes me giddy and disoriented.

The noise gets to me and I get distracted and irritable.

And "go shopping" on Saturday evenings is not a likeable option.

Not when you have a big bag of textbooks, a dictionary, a water bottle and some notes.

I did what a lonely frustrated woman would do in such a circumstance.

I found a seat.

In a relatively quiet place.

The steps leading to the Harbourfront MRT station.

Pathetic perhaps.

But it's a reprieve from the chaos inside the mall.

And I had fresh air to breathe in.
Plus I had a rubbish bin for company.

Nice and quiet.

Sarah Mc Lachlan's "Angel" (sung live in concert) lasts for about 5minutes 49seconds.
It was on repeat mode.
I listened to it for at least 10 times or maybe 11 times or even 12 before he appeared.