Wanted to study and do my work at Coffeebean & Tealeaf (Junction 8) today. Was also craving for eggs benedict since I have been cooking it in Cafe World.
The minute I reached there, I was quite put off, as they had put up a sign "no studying" on all their tables. No studying for me then. Then, when I saw the picture and portion of the eggs benedict that they had, I kind of lost all apetite for...it did not look as good as the one in Cafe World. Hahahaha...! It looked too dry and the portion looked too small for my already very hungry apetite. I ordered a "brek 'o day" instead.
I suppose I was too hungry and my brains already told my stomach that the food was not going to be nice and so I did not feel that filled up at all. Not wanting to stay there to try my luck, I left after gulping down my coffee. Plus, the table next to me kept having the irritating message tone from her Nokia and I found that rude.
Anyhow, I ended up buying some cosmetics for myself (see next posting too) as I did a clearance of what I had before. Most of my old stuff are now not usable as they have been left in the box for too long. Don't want to put mould onto my face.
Wanting to buy groceries from Cold Storage, I took the MRT to Novena and instead of going to the supermarket immediately, I decided to park my toosh at TCC. What a lovely decision!
I ordered a side of calamari rings and a herbal tea called "Exotic French" and had a lovely time getting some stuff done! There were lots of distractions though, especially these two friends, a guy and a girl, dissing Facebook. They were just trying to act uppity, if you ask me.
The girl was telling him that some friends update their status and things like somebody in their family died also gets posted and he immediately replied," I think that is too personal to put isn't it? I will never put something like that on Facebook".
Well, who is to say who is to put what on FB? Anyway, it helps keep friends connected, especially those who may not be in the same place/ country as you are. Then finally the guy says what he felt inside him all along; "I think I prefer Twitter. It is so much better". DUH! Whatever!
In that whole span of eavesdropping, I managed to finish a whole chunk of my work. I packed up and left, hoping to give my ears some peace.
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Monday, August 2, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Of friends and transport
Last Friday, I met up with my Primary school friends, PK and Karen. We were supposed to go and try out this new place called Kichi Kichi at Takashimaya but we ended up at Seoul Garden instead. Why? Because we all forgot that it was a Friday and all of us forgot to make reservations!!
We had a good time at Seoul Garden though. I was happy to be eating BBQ stuff, together with soupy things as well. There was a lot to catch up on and we re-connected with one another.
It was quite funny though, before we met up. PK and I are the ones without a car and yet, when we suggested another restaurant (Ebisboshi Shogentai@ Iluma), Karen told us to change to a place whereby there was less ERP, etc, etc.
Seriously speaking, if you have the money to own a car, then why don't you have enough to pay for ERP?? Surely you must have factored that in when you decided to have one. Besides, I thought cars are supposed to give you more convenience as when compared to us public transport folks. I personally just find it a little absurd to have to compromise most of the time.
Well, we finally got it all ironed out and came to a compromise alright! Whatever it was, all's well that ends well.
We had a good time at Seoul Garden though. I was happy to be eating BBQ stuff, together with soupy things as well. There was a lot to catch up on and we re-connected with one another.
It was quite funny though, before we met up. PK and I are the ones without a car and yet, when we suggested another restaurant (Ebisboshi Shogentai@ Iluma), Karen told us to change to a place whereby there was less ERP, etc, etc.
Seriously speaking, if you have the money to own a car, then why don't you have enough to pay for ERP?? Surely you must have factored that in when you decided to have one. Besides, I thought cars are supposed to give you more convenience as when compared to us public transport folks. I personally just find it a little absurd to have to compromise most of the time.
Well, we finally got it all ironed out and came to a compromise alright! Whatever it was, all's well that ends well.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Car-less
I am now not so sorry that my Dad had sold our family car away. With flash floods like those that are quite common just now in Singapore, I am glad we did not have to deal with soaking wet cars that had to be towed away and overhauled.
I think deep down, it still hurts me a little that we do not have a car now but I would like to have a noble way of thinking that we are doing our part in saving the earth.
In a way, we are creatures of habit and once I got used to walking to and from the bus interchange and taking alternative transport, it really did not matter much anymore.
I think deep down, it still hurts me a little that we do not have a car now but I would like to have a noble way of thinking that we are doing our part in saving the earth.
In a way, we are creatures of habit and once I got used to walking to and from the bus interchange and taking alternative transport, it really did not matter much anymore.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Bookworm
Just this Monday, I was off work early, doing the opening shift and all. I had just finished one storybook which I had bought from Books Kinokuniya quite some time back and was craving for another.Reading was another way of keeping myself busy and off the shopping malls. It was an economical yet good old fashion way to pass time, without being too useless at all.
I am a slow reader and borrowing books from public libraries never really did work for me. I would be too stressed up about the due date to be able to enjoy the book completely and in the end, I would still be late in returning them anyway.
My bus takes me through Orchard Road and the nearest bookshop I could think of was Prologue at ION@Orchard. Then I had a better idea! Recently, I had thought I saw Sunny Bookshop still in business at Far East Plaza and I quickly rang the bell and hopped off. Sunny is a second-hand bookshop that was tres popular during my school days. You bought a book at one price and if you returned it on time, you would get back a certain amount which was lower than that of what you paid for. The difference was that the due date was like a month or so and that did not sound so bad to me. I know, strange isn't it? 3 weeks is not OK but 4 weeks is fine. Maybe it has got to do with the fact that if I did not return a book from a second-hand book store in time, I could still keep it for myself.
I was wrong about Sunny though, for it was no longer there. Luckily, there were two other second-hand bookstores for me to peer into and the first one did not look at all appealing. The collection was in a bit of a mess and there did not seem to be much selection and variety to begin with. I decided to consult the directory and found ANA Book Store on Level 5.
The arrangement of the collections were still quite messy but at least this fella had the popular authors and books displayed upfront, which was so much easier. I did not have too much cash with me at that time though and was too lazy to go all the way back down to the basement to get money. I was also running a little short of time and there was still dinner to settle.
I think sometimes with books, it is also fate. I picked out this unassuming book called Hunting and Gathering by Anna Gavalda. Amazingly, this was a French translated book and little did I realise that it was filmed into a French movie, Ensemble, c'est tout and was acted by Audrey Tautou! I am quite sure that I have seen the film title before as it was one of those French Film Festival screenings.
Well, it felt like I was back in my Uni days where I went to bookshops, picked up books and trotted off to cafes along the cappucino strip in Fremantle. Except that now, I stay in the comfort of my own room until the wee hours of one, two o'clock in the morning and devour the book some more during my lunch break.
This book was that good! I paid $9 for it and will get back $6 when I return it. Technically speaking, the book just cost me $3, but everyone (including the shop owner) knows that one does not stop there. Once you are hooked on it, you would go back for more and the $6 will be rolled over to your next purchase of books, which is just as well in my opinion. After all, one still has to read anyway.
By the way, I really liked how the owner told me after he had given me change, "Now you can feed your mind with knowledge" or was it "Now you can feed your mind with all that reading". Anyhow, I was in a hurry but I was really happy.
On the way, I saw Wasabi Tei serving its first customers. Made a mental note to self that this could be another Monday early dinner place in future. For usually, there would be a long queue for this place. Once it's bar tables are filled up (and there are only bar-table-styled seating, one would have to obediently queue up for like...forever (when one is very hungry).
p/s: Right now, my mind is all messed up with all that emotional shit after reading the book. The author really knows how to bring one right up to the roller coaster and come down with a big bang. Will probably do a book review of sorts later when I get my emo self sorted out.
I am a slow reader and borrowing books from public libraries never really did work for me. I would be too stressed up about the due date to be able to enjoy the book completely and in the end, I would still be late in returning them anyway.
My bus takes me through Orchard Road and the nearest bookshop I could think of was Prologue at ION@Orchard. Then I had a better idea! Recently, I had thought I saw Sunny Bookshop still in business at Far East Plaza and I quickly rang the bell and hopped off. Sunny is a second-hand bookshop that was tres popular during my school days. You bought a book at one price and if you returned it on time, you would get back a certain amount which was lower than that of what you paid for. The difference was that the due date was like a month or so and that did not sound so bad to me. I know, strange isn't it? 3 weeks is not OK but 4 weeks is fine. Maybe it has got to do with the fact that if I did not return a book from a second-hand book store in time, I could still keep it for myself.
I was wrong about Sunny though, for it was no longer there. Luckily, there were two other second-hand bookstores for me to peer into and the first one did not look at all appealing. The collection was in a bit of a mess and there did not seem to be much selection and variety to begin with. I decided to consult the directory and found ANA Book Store on Level 5.
The arrangement of the collections were still quite messy but at least this fella had the popular authors and books displayed upfront, which was so much easier. I did not have too much cash with me at that time though and was too lazy to go all the way back down to the basement to get money. I was also running a little short of time and there was still dinner to settle.
I think sometimes with books, it is also fate. I picked out this unassuming book called Hunting and Gathering by Anna Gavalda. Amazingly, this was a French translated book and little did I realise that it was filmed into a French movie, Ensemble, c'est tout and was acted by Audrey Tautou! I am quite sure that I have seen the film title before as it was one of those French Film Festival screenings.
Well, it felt like I was back in my Uni days where I went to bookshops, picked up books and trotted off to cafes along the cappucino strip in Fremantle. Except that now, I stay in the comfort of my own room until the wee hours of one, two o'clock in the morning and devour the book some more during my lunch break.
This book was that good! I paid $9 for it and will get back $6 when I return it. Technically speaking, the book just cost me $3, but everyone (including the shop owner) knows that one does not stop there. Once you are hooked on it, you would go back for more and the $6 will be rolled over to your next purchase of books, which is just as well in my opinion. After all, one still has to read anyway.
By the way, I really liked how the owner told me after he had given me change, "Now you can feed your mind with knowledge" or was it "Now you can feed your mind with all that reading". Anyhow, I was in a hurry but I was really happy.
On the way, I saw Wasabi Tei serving its first customers. Made a mental note to self that this could be another Monday early dinner place in future. For usually, there would be a long queue for this place. Once it's bar tables are filled up (and there are only bar-table-styled seating, one would have to obediently queue up for like...forever (when one is very hungry).
p/s: Right now, my mind is all messed up with all that emotional shit after reading the book. The author really knows how to bring one right up to the roller coaster and come down with a big bang. Will probably do a book review of sorts later when I get my emo self sorted out.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
The higher one's ancticipation, the greater one's disappointment
It's so funny that I have this same crush on this same guy for donkey years, even though I have told myself to stop it.
Anyhow, I am too much of a coward to tell him in the face that I like him or that I want to do him. Hahahahaha!!!
It's funny that I also started getting really excited when we were supposed to meet tonight. What I thought was going to be an interesting and exciting night, turned out to be a night that I did not really want to be there for. He was telling me about his so-called relationships, treating me like his pal, his confidante. Sigh... . My happiness plummeted to the doldrums. It was almost painful, except that I do not really feel anymore pain as it has become numb (my feelings, that is).
He had promised to spend the whole weekend (as if!) with me and it did sound like it would be a long night out chatting, watching movies and such when we spoke last, but it was not like that. The evening ended rather abruptly and quite early, so much so that I was starting to get depressed. Shoots! He was the one who was depressed! I guess it rubbed off me.
Haha...he asked me whether I was headed for home and I told him point blank that I was going to HMV at 313@Somerset. You could see the surprise on his face. He asked me what I was going to do there. I just told him that I would window shop. That's what I do when I am depressed (more surprised look on his face and of course, I did not actually tell him I feel depressed).
Well, I did end up at HMV but NOT before going into Forever 21 to try some clothes. Depression is a dangerous thing; it makes you want to spend. A lot. If not for my limited resources, I would have gone bongkus buying loads and tonnes already.
HMV seems to set the mood for singles who have nowhere to go. There were a few single persons (usually men) roaming around, looking at C.D.s, but I suspect, their attention is more towards the lady customers in the house. One man in particular, was going around in circles with me. If not for the fact that he did not cover his mouth while coughing, I might even have befriended him. Haha! Funny.
The CD that I finally chose was Mika's Second album, The boy who knew too much. I had already bought his first album for I loved his songs like Grace Kelly and Big Girls (you are beautiful). I had stopped listening to it for awhile as I thought his second album was not to my liking. This time around though, it sounded pleasing to my ear. Hehe...guess I am a little fickle.
The journey back home by MRT was a short one, but it really did feel exceptionally lonely. I was just taking in all that loneliness and absorbing it all. It was kind of nice; kind of bittersweet; kind of beautifully sad. I chose to walk home using the route that I would not normally choose: the more dangerous path I call it, but actually not. During the day, many people use that path to get to the industrial area near my place. Even at night, there are still a few work-laters who use that route. I have grown to love it. It is where I get the frogs' symphony on a rainy day :)
Tonight, I did not care and I finally remembered to slow my steps down. Nowadays, without a car, I seem to rush from place to place as my legs never seem to be long enough. Ever. I paced myself a little and was in a contemplating mode. Except, I was contemplating nothing in particular. I was just in that funny space of melancholy. The air felt like a sad state too. Maybe I am too piteous upon myself but sometimes, once in awhile, it actually feels good to feel like that. Why should one suppress how one feels?
Life goes on. I am still in search of my toy boy, as advised by some of my friends (especially when I go to Europe). This in itself, has become a big joke to me! Then again, who knows?
p/s: When I say depressed, it is more a figure of speech sort of thing. Not that I really feel so at the moment. If the so-called depression becomes so bad that I need medical attention (which is like, never), I will let you, my readers know.
Anyhow, I am too much of a coward to tell him in the face that I like him or that I want to do him. Hahahahaha!!!
It's funny that I also started getting really excited when we were supposed to meet tonight. What I thought was going to be an interesting and exciting night, turned out to be a night that I did not really want to be there for. He was telling me about his so-called relationships, treating me like his pal, his confidante. Sigh... . My happiness plummeted to the doldrums. It was almost painful, except that I do not really feel anymore pain as it has become numb (my feelings, that is).
He had promised to spend the whole weekend (as if!) with me and it did sound like it would be a long night out chatting, watching movies and such when we spoke last, but it was not like that. The evening ended rather abruptly and quite early, so much so that I was starting to get depressed. Shoots! He was the one who was depressed! I guess it rubbed off me.
Haha...he asked me whether I was headed for home and I told him point blank that I was going to HMV at 313@Somerset. You could see the surprise on his face. He asked me what I was going to do there. I just told him that I would window shop. That's what I do when I am depressed (more surprised look on his face and of course, I did not actually tell him I feel depressed).
Well, I did end up at HMV but NOT before going into Forever 21 to try some clothes. Depression is a dangerous thing; it makes you want to spend. A lot. If not for my limited resources, I would have gone bongkus buying loads and tonnes already.
HMV seems to set the mood for singles who have nowhere to go. There were a few single persons (usually men) roaming around, looking at C.D.s, but I suspect, their attention is more towards the lady customers in the house. One man in particular, was going around in circles with me. If not for the fact that he did not cover his mouth while coughing, I might even have befriended him. Haha! Funny.
The CD that I finally chose was Mika's Second album, The boy who knew too much. I had already bought his first album for I loved his songs like Grace Kelly and Big Girls (you are beautiful). I had stopped listening to it for awhile as I thought his second album was not to my liking. This time around though, it sounded pleasing to my ear. Hehe...guess I am a little fickle.
The journey back home by MRT was a short one, but it really did feel exceptionally lonely. I was just taking in all that loneliness and absorbing it all. It was kind of nice; kind of bittersweet; kind of beautifully sad. I chose to walk home using the route that I would not normally choose: the more dangerous path I call it, but actually not. During the day, many people use that path to get to the industrial area near my place. Even at night, there are still a few work-laters who use that route. I have grown to love it. It is where I get the frogs' symphony on a rainy day :)
Tonight, I did not care and I finally remembered to slow my steps down. Nowadays, without a car, I seem to rush from place to place as my legs never seem to be long enough. Ever. I paced myself a little and was in a contemplating mode. Except, I was contemplating nothing in particular. I was just in that funny space of melancholy. The air felt like a sad state too. Maybe I am too piteous upon myself but sometimes, once in awhile, it actually feels good to feel like that. Why should one suppress how one feels?
Life goes on. I am still in search of my toy boy, as advised by some of my friends (especially when I go to Europe). This in itself, has become a big joke to me! Then again, who knows?
p/s: When I say depressed, it is more a figure of speech sort of thing. Not that I really feel so at the moment. If the so-called depression becomes so bad that I need medical attention (which is like, never), I will let you, my readers know.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Spending time with friends on a Saturday evening
I have been doing a lot of catching up this weekend, and I have been going to 313@Somerset. A lot.
Yesterday, I was there. I met up with Spacecakes and Wild Swans to have dinner. We went to this Chinese Restaurant called Paradise Inn. Nice food, horrendous customer service and because of such bad customer service, it caused the food to turn cold and therefore, was not as satisfactory as expected. The only saving grace (to me) was the soup. We ordered a fish soup that was so deliciously yummy and rich in the fish oils and meat taste, that we kept going for seconds and thirds. The rest of the Paradise Inn story, I shall blog it down another time, if I still have the mood. Thinking of it just makes me boil.
It was to be a night of fun and perhaps drinking, but generally we were having the another goes sort of thought and we just moved on from one place to another. After dinner, we sauntered over to the next building, which was the Orchard Central (OC). I wanted to introduce them to Crystal Jade Cafe but by the time we reached it, the "Close" sign was being hung at the menu rostrum outside. We went in search of other sit-down joints.
We found Heavenly Loft + Ben and Jerry's ice cream joint. It was a nice place to be. There was a big mural across the wall in which the centre piece was Adam and Eve. There were a bunch of people whom, I presumed had just finished the World Vision 40 hour Fast (they were wearing the T-shirts) and were breaking fast at the cafe. Nice crowd and staff were OK. Did not chase us away. Minor boo-boo was that they did not ask me before removing my root beer float tall glass. It was not much; just the ice water that had melted while we chatted away, but it would have been plain courtesy to open one's golden mouth to ask before removing it.
We sat till about twelve plus maybe? And then they asked us for last order. We rejected their kindness and paid up to leave. We were still undecided about drinks. The original plan was to go to KPO, which was across the road from OC. We were half-hearted and seeing that it was not so happening while we were waiting to cross the street, we decided to just take a stroll down to Plaza Singapura.
We went to the basement to get money from the ATM and was going to sit at McDonald's but realised that they were closing at 1 am, which was about when we asked them what time they closed. We still wanted to walk and talk and so decided to trot down to the Cathay. There we sat at Starbucks and chatted some more. What a lazy, easy-going night! We were there till about 3am, when the last of its customers left and there was only the girl on night shift cleaning up.
We said our good-byes and took our separate cabs homes. It was indeed good catch up time and I wonder how long this will last as I think will be the last single standing. Heehee!
Yesterday, I was there. I met up with Spacecakes and Wild Swans to have dinner. We went to this Chinese Restaurant called Paradise Inn. Nice food, horrendous customer service and because of such bad customer service, it caused the food to turn cold and therefore, was not as satisfactory as expected. The only saving grace (to me) was the soup. We ordered a fish soup that was so deliciously yummy and rich in the fish oils and meat taste, that we kept going for seconds and thirds. The rest of the Paradise Inn story, I shall blog it down another time, if I still have the mood. Thinking of it just makes me boil.
It was to be a night of fun and perhaps drinking, but generally we were having the another goes sort of thought and we just moved on from one place to another. After dinner, we sauntered over to the next building, which was the Orchard Central (OC). I wanted to introduce them to Crystal Jade Cafe but by the time we reached it, the "Close" sign was being hung at the menu rostrum outside. We went in search of other sit-down joints.
We found Heavenly Loft + Ben and Jerry's ice cream joint. It was a nice place to be. There was a big mural across the wall in which the centre piece was Adam and Eve. There were a bunch of people whom, I presumed had just finished the World Vision 40 hour Fast (they were wearing the T-shirts) and were breaking fast at the cafe. Nice crowd and staff were OK. Did not chase us away. Minor boo-boo was that they did not ask me before removing my root beer float tall glass. It was not much; just the ice water that had melted while we chatted away, but it would have been plain courtesy to open one's golden mouth to ask before removing it.
We sat till about twelve plus maybe? And then they asked us for last order. We rejected their kindness and paid up to leave. We were still undecided about drinks. The original plan was to go to KPO, which was across the road from OC. We were half-hearted and seeing that it was not so happening while we were waiting to cross the street, we decided to just take a stroll down to Plaza Singapura.
We went to the basement to get money from the ATM and was going to sit at McDonald's but realised that they were closing at 1 am, which was about when we asked them what time they closed. We still wanted to walk and talk and so decided to trot down to the Cathay. There we sat at Starbucks and chatted some more. What a lazy, easy-going night! We were there till about 3am, when the last of its customers left and there was only the girl on night shift cleaning up.
We said our good-byes and took our separate cabs homes. It was indeed good catch up time and I wonder how long this will last as I think will be the last single standing. Heehee!
Friday, May 21, 2010
Craving
Never had I have such a bad craving for something. I almost thought that I was pregnant and although I know that I wasn't (how to, when I am so very single?), I thought I would die if I did not satisfy my craving.
It was a Tuesday evening and I decided to go and eat at Ion Orchard. I passed by the very much talked about bakery/ patisserie called Bread Society. It was opened by this very much celebrity Japanese baker and it has very European sort of breads there. My parents like the Kraften (hope I got the right spelling) dark rye bread and so whenever I can, I will buy it for them. It is $3.30 for only half a loaf! Super precious!
I once overhead this Japanese lady comment, "Tsubarashi" while I was buying bread in the shop and upon checking the internet, this word means something along the lines of "fantastic, excellent, incredible". If it came from a fellow Japanese's mouth, then it should be good! Then again, I already tried it before that and KNEW that it IS good!
There are lots of fanciful stuff within the shop like the custard brioche and things like that, but my favourites are 45rpm, mad about mushrooms, and most of all (the one that caused me to crave), the spinach and cheese bun.
Let me start with 45rpm. It is a super long sausage wrapped in dough and the description in the shop makes me conjure up this cartoon image of someone eating up a very long piece of bread from one end of the room to the other at top speed. The mad about mushroom piece has got some potato and squash in the middle of a round bread topped with lots and lots of forest mushrooms. Hee! Maybe not forest mushrooms but really delicious ones.
I chanced upon the spinach and mushroom buns by accident. They were just lying in the corner, away from the main trays of buns. They did not look very attractive. I had to walk by twice to finally decide to get them. I only got it because the ingredients reminded me of quiche lorraine, which I happen to like.
It was love at first bite when I heated it up in the oven to eat. Yummmmm, yummmm!!!! I really wanted to go back that same night (Wednesday) to buy some more as they were not too expensive, but I really could not. I had to attend classes. Bummer! The thought of me not being able to eat it the next day and having to wait two days to buy and eat it just made me feel all panicky and like I said before, I thought I was going to die. At that point of time, it was worse than missing someone.
Anyhow, I really went back to Bread Society yesterday to get my beloved bread rolls and I have another new favourite which is called mustard and bacon on dark rye. Yes, I actually went to the heart of Orchard Road, despite the newspapers reporting that the Orchard MRT had been marked by Indonesian terrorists; despite the fact that there was heightened security all around. All this, for the sake of food.
p/s: The Japanese baker, who has a life-size cut out of himself in the shop, actually does exist! My mum was fortunate enough to see him kneading dough in his work area and she said that he was very polite as he nodded at her every time he looked up and saw her. Aaaargh!!!! Jealous!!!!
It was a Tuesday evening and I decided to go and eat at Ion Orchard. I passed by the very much talked about bakery/ patisserie called Bread Society. It was opened by this very much celebrity Japanese baker and it has very European sort of breads there. My parents like the Kraften (hope I got the right spelling) dark rye bread and so whenever I can, I will buy it for them. It is $3.30 for only half a loaf! Super precious!
I once overhead this Japanese lady comment, "Tsubarashi" while I was buying bread in the shop and upon checking the internet, this word means something along the lines of "fantastic, excellent, incredible". If it came from a fellow Japanese's mouth, then it should be good! Then again, I already tried it before that and KNEW that it IS good!
There are lots of fanciful stuff within the shop like the custard brioche and things like that, but my favourites are 45rpm, mad about mushrooms, and most of all (the one that caused me to crave), the spinach and cheese bun.
Let me start with 45rpm. It is a super long sausage wrapped in dough and the description in the shop makes me conjure up this cartoon image of someone eating up a very long piece of bread from one end of the room to the other at top speed. The mad about mushroom piece has got some potato and squash in the middle of a round bread topped with lots and lots of forest mushrooms. Hee! Maybe not forest mushrooms but really delicious ones.
I chanced upon the spinach and mushroom buns by accident. They were just lying in the corner, away from the main trays of buns. They did not look very attractive. I had to walk by twice to finally decide to get them. I only got it because the ingredients reminded me of quiche lorraine, which I happen to like.
It was love at first bite when I heated it up in the oven to eat. Yummmmm, yummmm!!!! I really wanted to go back that same night (Wednesday) to buy some more as they were not too expensive, but I really could not. I had to attend classes. Bummer! The thought of me not being able to eat it the next day and having to wait two days to buy and eat it just made me feel all panicky and like I said before, I thought I was going to die. At that point of time, it was worse than missing someone.
Anyhow, I really went back to Bread Society yesterday to get my beloved bread rolls and I have another new favourite which is called mustard and bacon on dark rye. Yes, I actually went to the heart of Orchard Road, despite the newspapers reporting that the Orchard MRT had been marked by Indonesian terrorists; despite the fact that there was heightened security all around. All this, for the sake of food.
p/s: The Japanese baker, who has a life-size cut out of himself in the shop, actually does exist! My mum was fortunate enough to see him kneading dough in his work area and she said that he was very polite as he nodded at her every time he looked up and saw her. Aaaargh!!!! Jealous!!!!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Yet another rave...about Circle Line
OK. So I cannot stop talking about it. The Circle Line is getting crowded!!! It has become the new babe of everybody, until of course, when it had a glitch yesterday. But life goes on and everyone who needs it will take it. It is so fast for me to get to school now that there is a stop called "Bras Basah". I always laugh when they announce the stop though, coz they drag the word "Basah" and make it sound like "Basaaw".
Anyway, I like the new feel of the stations and new seats on the train. Don't really like the fact that I have to fight the flow of human traffic though. While I am switching from the North-South Line (red) to the Circle Line (yellow), there seems to be so many people walking against you and it is really difficult to manoeuvre my way to the escalators.
Hee, and I like that my alma mater is being announced every time as it is the last station for the moment. At least until the other parts of the Circle Line is complete.
I must say, for the first time, I am truly impressed and proud of something in my home country. They have really created very nice stations, especially the Bras Basah station. As you take the escalator towards the exit points, don't forget to look up towards the ceiling where there is a see-through pool of water. It is best viewed during the day when there is wind. This is so that you can see the ripples of water making art before your eyes. This station is rather deep too and I have noticed that they have incorporated speakers at the side of the escalators so that one will not miss out on any announcements. Neat!
At night, on the big piece of wall that reminds me of the steeples of churches (perhaps a reflection of the Catholic churches nearby), they have multimedia projections of the artistic kind. This, I suppose, is to give it an artsy feel and is in line with the arts museum that is just above it.
Well, I might just go to the museum tomorrow night as Friday nights are free nights. Now that it is so accessible, no reason why I should not go there more often.
Anyway, I like the new feel of the stations and new seats on the train. Don't really like the fact that I have to fight the flow of human traffic though. While I am switching from the North-South Line (red) to the Circle Line (yellow), there seems to be so many people walking against you and it is really difficult to manoeuvre my way to the escalators.
Hee, and I like that my alma mater is being announced every time as it is the last station for the moment. At least until the other parts of the Circle Line is complete.
I must say, for the first time, I am truly impressed and proud of something in my home country. They have really created very nice stations, especially the Bras Basah station. As you take the escalator towards the exit points, don't forget to look up towards the ceiling where there is a see-through pool of water. It is best viewed during the day when there is wind. This is so that you can see the ripples of water making art before your eyes. This station is rather deep too and I have noticed that they have incorporated speakers at the side of the escalators so that one will not miss out on any announcements. Neat!
At night, on the big piece of wall that reminds me of the steeples of churches (perhaps a reflection of the Catholic churches nearby), they have multimedia projections of the artistic kind. This, I suppose, is to give it an artsy feel and is in line with the arts museum that is just above it.
Well, I might just go to the museum tomorrow night as Friday nights are free nights. Now that it is so accessible, no reason why I should not go there more often.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Life thus far
I have been very quiet recently. Not that I have found new love or anything like that. It is just that I feel that there is nothing much to write about. My life is simply work, study, home, work, window-shop, home and so on.
All the encounters I had while outside, are all unpleasant and it will all amount to grouses, which I find, will become too negative. Perhaps though, I should start a blog about customer service. Still thinking about it as I feel that I have less and less time to work on a computer nowadays. When I do switch it on, it will be to play Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook. It is very therapeutic that way, you know. In the end, I neglect blogging.
Well, let's talk about the happy stuff then! A "Popeyes" has opened near where I stay and I am absolutely delighted! The chicken is yummier than the one with the old man as a logo. Heeheehee! Don't get me wrong. I used to like the old man's chicken but through the years, I must have gotten bored with it. Let us just say that their standards might have changed too and it is not to my liking.
The other happy thing is that the MRT Circle Line is going to open soon (at least the portion that leads me to my work place). I will commute via MRT instead of the bus soon. Don't get me wrong, I do prefer the bus to the MRT anytime. It is just that the traffic on the road is so unpredictable. I am usually caught in a jam here and there and there are stops where more people alight or people just stop at more stops (if you get what I mean). With the MRT, I can at least monitor my time more accurately.
Besides, this Circle Line goes against the flow of the human traffic (read: not going via City Hall MRT station). Therefore, I hope there will be less people. The really cool thing happening for me is that the entrance to the circle line is just two streets from where I work. It will definitely be a shorter walk after a tiring day at work!
I have already taken the trial ride last weekend. I will be working on the 17th when it opens for operation. I can't wait!
All the encounters I had while outside, are all unpleasant and it will all amount to grouses, which I find, will become too negative. Perhaps though, I should start a blog about customer service. Still thinking about it as I feel that I have less and less time to work on a computer nowadays. When I do switch it on, it will be to play Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook. It is very therapeutic that way, you know. In the end, I neglect blogging.
Well, let's talk about the happy stuff then! A "Popeyes" has opened near where I stay and I am absolutely delighted! The chicken is yummier than the one with the old man as a logo. Heeheehee! Don't get me wrong. I used to like the old man's chicken but through the years, I must have gotten bored with it. Let us just say that their standards might have changed too and it is not to my liking.
The other happy thing is that the MRT Circle Line is going to open soon (at least the portion that leads me to my work place). I will commute via MRT instead of the bus soon. Don't get me wrong, I do prefer the bus to the MRT anytime. It is just that the traffic on the road is so unpredictable. I am usually caught in a jam here and there and there are stops where more people alight or people just stop at more stops (if you get what I mean). With the MRT, I can at least monitor my time more accurately.
Besides, this Circle Line goes against the flow of the human traffic (read: not going via City Hall MRT station). Therefore, I hope there will be less people. The really cool thing happening for me is that the entrance to the circle line is just two streets from where I work. It will definitely be a shorter walk after a tiring day at work!
I have already taken the trial ride last weekend. I will be working on the 17th when it opens for operation. I can't wait!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Reunion dinners
Finished our reunion dinner at about 8pm. The thing about eating out for reunion dinners is that there are many rounds and if you happen to be in the first round, you have to hurry up and eat.
Last night, we had our reunion dinner with my grandparents at Lingzhi as usual. Gramps does not like change much and we love the vegetarian food there and so here we were again. Food was good but by about 3am, I was hungry already.
Tonight, we had the dinner with my two aunts at Soup Restaurant. Food was fantastic but the service superficial. Plus we were the first round and there were two more rounds after us and so they were rather rushy with our food.
We went to the Soup outlet at City Square Mall and this place did not provide any dessert. Therefore, when we passed by Swenson's, we decided to go in to have some...ice cream! I was really delighted to see those old fashioned shell lamps being used, again. It brings back lots of memories when I was brought to the Swenson's at Plaza Singapura.
This year's CNY would be very different without a car. Already, I feel very tired thinking about all that walking and taking of public transport tomorrow.
Anyway, will not think so much now. I'll go watch the countdown variety shows and wrap red packets now!
Last night, we had our reunion dinner with my grandparents at Lingzhi as usual. Gramps does not like change much and we love the vegetarian food there and so here we were again. Food was good but by about 3am, I was hungry already.
Tonight, we had the dinner with my two aunts at Soup Restaurant. Food was fantastic but the service superficial. Plus we were the first round and there were two more rounds after us and so they were rather rushy with our food.
We went to the Soup outlet at City Square Mall and this place did not provide any dessert. Therefore, when we passed by Swenson's, we decided to go in to have some...ice cream! I was really delighted to see those old fashioned shell lamps being used, again. It brings back lots of memories when I was brought to the Swenson's at Plaza Singapura.
This year's CNY would be very different without a car. Already, I feel very tired thinking about all that walking and taking of public transport tomorrow.
Anyway, will not think so much now. I'll go watch the countdown variety shows and wrap red packets now!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
It's a new day
I am very happy today. Everything has fallen into place. I have truly begun my new chapter in life. I need to live my life as I mean it to be and not in a half here and half not kind of state.
I received an sms from my lawyer saying that she has sent me the final judgement from the Family Court. This morning, I did not have to go to work as it was Teacher's Day!! The funny thing was that I woke up with a vision of Mary and me in front of the grotto. Oh sweet loving Virgin Mary! She has, in her own ways, comforted me along the way, in ways, I do not know how to explain.
Today, I truly feel like a new person and I should try to remember this feeling and live each day like this.
I went out to celebrate Teacher's Day with my Dad as he is also a teacher. He teaches English and Chinese to adults at several community clubs. He has many loyal students. At first, he had wanted to bring me to Blue Jazz (Ha! Fancy that! My Dad bringing me to Blue Jazz!) for set lunch but it was pouring cats and dogs by the time that we wanted to go out. We decided to move to somewhere indoors but still in Bugis.
I think my Dad did not realise that we now had to change at City Hall in order to go to Bugis and once he realised that, he decided to change the eating place to City Hall instead. I recommended him the food court at Level 3 as there was this Japanese tempura stall that allowed you to choose and pick. It was a little like eating yong tau foo. Once we have chosen the pieces to cook, the chef will deep-fry the food there and then.
Dad loved the food!! Plus I also took the opportunity to point out the western food stall that I like to patronise. It is called Olive Fusion and I usually go to the one at Bugis food court. They have now opened one here as well. I think I will come to the Raffles City one more often since the one at Bugis tends to put too much garlic. I could still remember the time when I he put too much garlic that my whole mouth was chili hot and I kept tearing.
Accompanied Dad to Bras Basah Complex to get some oldies CD before heading down to the Esplanade. Dad wanted to get tickets for Chinese opera and to do some research at the library. I just wanted to wander about. Saw some visual arts exhibition and read some coming attractions at the Durian before finally meeting up with Dad and heading home again.
It was a peaceful kind of day but a nice one. Before we really headed home, I dropped by at the church and really went to the grotto to see Mother Mary. At first I even wanted to attend evening service but decided that I was not ready for that kind of commitment yet (Haha!).
After that we popped by the police station to change our address on our I/Cs and then headed home. Mum was at home waiting for us to have dinner.
I received an sms from my lawyer saying that she has sent me the final judgement from the Family Court. This morning, I did not have to go to work as it was Teacher's Day!! The funny thing was that I woke up with a vision of Mary and me in front of the grotto. Oh sweet loving Virgin Mary! She has, in her own ways, comforted me along the way, in ways, I do not know how to explain.
Today, I truly feel like a new person and I should try to remember this feeling and live each day like this.
I went out to celebrate Teacher's Day with my Dad as he is also a teacher. He teaches English and Chinese to adults at several community clubs. He has many loyal students. At first, he had wanted to bring me to Blue Jazz (Ha! Fancy that! My Dad bringing me to Blue Jazz!) for set lunch but it was pouring cats and dogs by the time that we wanted to go out. We decided to move to somewhere indoors but still in Bugis.
I think my Dad did not realise that we now had to change at City Hall in order to go to Bugis and once he realised that, he decided to change the eating place to City Hall instead. I recommended him the food court at Level 3 as there was this Japanese tempura stall that allowed you to choose and pick. It was a little like eating yong tau foo. Once we have chosen the pieces to cook, the chef will deep-fry the food there and then.
Dad loved the food!! Plus I also took the opportunity to point out the western food stall that I like to patronise. It is called Olive Fusion and I usually go to the one at Bugis food court. They have now opened one here as well. I think I will come to the Raffles City one more often since the one at Bugis tends to put too much garlic. I could still remember the time when I he put too much garlic that my whole mouth was chili hot and I kept tearing.
Accompanied Dad to Bras Basah Complex to get some oldies CD before heading down to the Esplanade. Dad wanted to get tickets for Chinese opera and to do some research at the library. I just wanted to wander about. Saw some visual arts exhibition and read some coming attractions at the Durian before finally meeting up with Dad and heading home again.
It was a peaceful kind of day but a nice one. Before we really headed home, I dropped by at the church and really went to the grotto to see Mother Mary. At first I even wanted to attend evening service but decided that I was not ready for that kind of commitment yet (Haha!).
After that we popped by the police station to change our address on our I/Cs and then headed home. Mum was at home waiting for us to have dinner.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Just by chance
Hee, this Friday just gone by (9th Jan), it was announced over the news all over that we could start exchanging our EZlink cards (for travelling on most public transports) to that of the SEPAS format.
I didn't even know what was SEPAS and I had no intention to go swap for a new one right away. I didn't want to be the "kiasu" type. Afterall, I had up till 30th September to change it.
Came Friday evening and I was waiting for my cousin at the Bugis MRT station. I had finished what I had to do: Pay bills, buy a snack to eat(she was going to be late). I was contemplating window shopping when I chanced upon the long queue waiting to exchange their cards.
Well, since I had about half an hour to spare and since I didn't want to risk spending unnecessarily, I decided to join the queue. It took about half an hour and by the time I got my card, it was time to meet my cousin. Talk about nice timing! :)
Happy with myself that I did not spend money buying nonsense, which is most likely to happen if I went window shopping :P
I didn't even know what was SEPAS and I had no intention to go swap for a new one right away. I didn't want to be the "kiasu" type. Afterall, I had up till 30th September to change it.
Came Friday evening and I was waiting for my cousin at the Bugis MRT station. I had finished what I had to do: Pay bills, buy a snack to eat(she was going to be late). I was contemplating window shopping when I chanced upon the long queue waiting to exchange their cards.
Well, since I had about half an hour to spare and since I didn't want to risk spending unnecessarily, I decided to join the queue. It took about half an hour and by the time I got my card, it was time to meet my cousin. Talk about nice timing! :)
Happy with myself that I did not spend money buying nonsense, which is most likely to happen if I went window shopping :P
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Last dinner in Hong Kong
It was the last night in Hong Kong and everyone had their own agenda on their mind, including me. One of them was meeting a local friend while another wants to re-visit the Ladies' Market. I wanted to eat Pret-a-manger sandwiches and that was exactly what I did.
I had wanted to go to IFC, where my friend was headed to meet her friend but then realised that I could easily get it already at Central MTR, where we had stopped to walk to IFC. Said my ta-ta's and went on my way.
Had a big BLT Berry Smoothie and strawberry yoghurt to go. Silly me forgot to take a spoon and had to rely on the Vitasoy straw to scoop up yoghurt and berries.
I had wanted to go to IFC, where my friend was headed to meet her friend but then realised that I could easily get it already at Central MTR, where we had stopped to walk to IFC. Said my ta-ta's and went on my way.
Had a big BLT Berry Smoothie and strawberry yoghurt to go. Silly me forgot to take a spoon and had to rely on the Vitasoy straw to scoop up yoghurt and berries.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Sunway, my way
It's been a week or more since my last post. I have been busy being sick, travelling, working and going to school. Not necessarily in that order of course.
Anyway, for the first time, I stepped onto Sunway Lagoon in Kuala Lumpur last Deepavali long weekend. I stayed at the four-star hotel called Pyramid Tower, which was directly linked to a shopping mall. Yippeeeee!!!! Very convenient and very smart of the developer. Even though I did not intend to buy anything at first, I still bought me-self some little, little things. More like, I bought stuff for my kids for Christmas already.
We took a 26-seater coach by Five Star Travel Agency. They are very un-systematic and the service is bad. On the out-going trip, we were wrongly assigned to an 18-seater and was hurled of the coach by a very rude staff who just asked,"Envelope?" and after looking at it, told us, "You are not on this bus. Follow me."
When were were returning, what was supposed to be a 3.00pm departure from the hotel became 3.45pm. The coach was super, super late. What was an estimated arrival in Singapore of 10.00pm (after jams and all that, even though it should be a 5-hr trip), became 11.00pm. There was massive jam.
The KL I saw was very different from what I have seen many years ago. Maybe it is the capital of Malaysia and maybe, there is been massive improvements but the buildings do not seem so old and the people, I must say, are more orderly than us Singaporeans. They really queue up in a neat row when waiting for the MRT and/or LRT.
Part of me also wonders if it is because there is a "Polis" (Malay word for police)that is on duty on the platform. If it is and if it works, then I don't see why we should not have one of them standing at our platforms at all times. The thing is, we do have our "Security Officers" during peak hours on the platforms of our MRT stations, but they do little but stand around looking busy. They seem almost too timid to maintain order or perhaps, they might be too 'by the book' and might say that "I am only in charge of security (ie bomb scares and would-be suicide persons). Maintaining order is not in my job scope". I would not be surprised.
Well, that's it for now. I will post some pictures soon since I now have installed new handphone software into my computer and can use bluetooth to send my pics more quickly. There are also quite a bit more that I would like to say about my trip, so stay tuned.
Anyway, for the first time, I stepped onto Sunway Lagoon in Kuala Lumpur last Deepavali long weekend. I stayed at the four-star hotel called Pyramid Tower, which was directly linked to a shopping mall. Yippeeeee!!!! Very convenient and very smart of the developer. Even though I did not intend to buy anything at first, I still bought me-self some little, little things. More like, I bought stuff for my kids for Christmas already.
We took a 26-seater coach by Five Star Travel Agency. They are very un-systematic and the service is bad. On the out-going trip, we were wrongly assigned to an 18-seater and was hurled of the coach by a very rude staff who just asked,"Envelope?" and after looking at it, told us, "You are not on this bus. Follow me."
When were were returning, what was supposed to be a 3.00pm departure from the hotel became 3.45pm. The coach was super, super late. What was an estimated arrival in Singapore of 10.00pm (after jams and all that, even though it should be a 5-hr trip), became 11.00pm. There was massive jam.
The KL I saw was very different from what I have seen many years ago. Maybe it is the capital of Malaysia and maybe, there is been massive improvements but the buildings do not seem so old and the people, I must say, are more orderly than us Singaporeans. They really queue up in a neat row when waiting for the MRT and/or LRT.
Part of me also wonders if it is because there is a "Polis" (Malay word for police)that is on duty on the platform. If it is and if it works, then I don't see why we should not have one of them standing at our platforms at all times. The thing is, we do have our "Security Officers" during peak hours on the platforms of our MRT stations, but they do little but stand around looking busy. They seem almost too timid to maintain order or perhaps, they might be too 'by the book' and might say that "I am only in charge of security (ie bomb scares and would-be suicide persons). Maintaining order is not in my job scope". I would not be surprised.
Well, that's it for now. I will post some pictures soon since I now have installed new handphone software into my computer and can use bluetooth to send my pics more quickly. There are also quite a bit more that I would like to say about my trip, so stay tuned.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
KPE
Went to my grand aunt's funeral wake for the second night in a row. Was a little excited as I was going to travel on the new KPE tunnel from the other direction for the first time (usually, I go towards city and head off to PIE, when the tunnel was not fully in operation).
Going towards Punggol was quite smooth-sailing. There were cars (as it was about 8 plus at night) but it was not traffic-jammy sort of irritating situation. The best part was I was going home from Punggol. At first, there were only 2 cars: one car in front of me and...my car!!! It was so empty and the feeling of almost having the whole road to yourself, was wonderful!
Driving on a little, after passing Airport road exit, there were a few more cars that joined us: two to be exact. Not bad at all. Of course, it was eleven plus at night and the traffic on the road would have been sparse. This being a new tunnel at that, just made it even more so.
Love the KPE for now. Just wondering when it will become overcrowded again, just like all the other major expressways.
Going towards Punggol was quite smooth-sailing. There were cars (as it was about 8 plus at night) but it was not traffic-jammy sort of irritating situation. The best part was I was going home from Punggol. At first, there were only 2 cars: one car in front of me and...my car!!! It was so empty and the feeling of almost having the whole road to yourself, was wonderful!
Driving on a little, after passing Airport road exit, there were a few more cars that joined us: two to be exact. Not bad at all. Of course, it was eleven plus at night and the traffic on the road would have been sparse. This being a new tunnel at that, just made it even more so.
Love the KPE for now. Just wondering when it will become overcrowded again, just like all the other major expressways.
Friday, September 26, 2008
When the going gets tough
It has been a horrible, tearful day. Must be due to the time of the month coming soon. Hearing one of Natasha Bedingfield's songs kind of made me look on the bright side of things though.
After all, there are two sides to a coin and one can choose to mull over things or to look on the bright side and just smile.
I went to pick up my wicker basket today. Was at Novena Square first and had to pass by the St Alphonsus Church (or what is popularly called the Novena Church) and although I told myself that I was not going to delay any further and get to my destination (to pick up my basket). Sub-consciously though, I think I did want to go in.
My feet brought me to the church proper (as I could not find the grotto, silly me) Nevertheless, I just prayed and prayed my worries and troubles away. It was very peaceful. There were some others who were praying or sitting there, having some adoration time.
After my own private time with God, I went on my way. The basket was big. Much bigger than it looked in the picture. Chatted with my friend for a while (or a little too long while) and finally, I waited for my bus to come.
One funny thing happened. This small boy was waiting for the bus at the bus stop with his mum and maid but he was playing somewhere else before. When he was called for and came towards his mum, he starting trying to peep into the basket, thinking there is an animal in there!! Cute!
He was not really convinced that there wasn't anything in there and took several peeks more. That perked me up a little.
Well, when the going gets tough, there is mp3 music and then, there is God.
After all, there are two sides to a coin and one can choose to mull over things or to look on the bright side and just smile.
I went to pick up my wicker basket today. Was at Novena Square first and had to pass by the St Alphonsus Church (or what is popularly called the Novena Church) and although I told myself that I was not going to delay any further and get to my destination (to pick up my basket). Sub-consciously though, I think I did want to go in.
My feet brought me to the church proper (as I could not find the grotto, silly me) Nevertheless, I just prayed and prayed my worries and troubles away. It was very peaceful. There were some others who were praying or sitting there, having some adoration time.
After my own private time with God, I went on my way. The basket was big. Much bigger than it looked in the picture. Chatted with my friend for a while (or a little too long while) and finally, I waited for my bus to come.
One funny thing happened. This small boy was waiting for the bus at the bus stop with his mum and maid but he was playing somewhere else before. When he was called for and came towards his mum, he starting trying to peep into the basket, thinking there is an animal in there!! Cute!
He was not really convinced that there wasn't anything in there and took several peeks more. That perked me up a little.
Well, when the going gets tough, there is mp3 music and then, there is God.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
What time?
I am now stuck at home, waiting to go see my GP (general practitioner). You see, unlike most GPs, my doc has weird timings. When her husband, the paediatrician is around, she is usually not, unless it was a Monday or Friday morning.
She is usually only around in the afternoons and the annoying thing is that the clinic is closed on weekends. She is pro-family and having their own business means that they can manage their time, the way they want it.
I got this all wrong and last Friday, I almost went and see her in the afternoon. I would have been disappointed then. Today, I thought I had gotten it right and in my state of blur-ness from all that antihistamine, I went down straight. Note that she is far from my house; Hougang to be exact, but I still prefer to go to her as I have been seeing her for goodness knows how long. I think it was since my Secondary school days.
Well, as you may have already guessed, I was disappointed and now have to wait till after two to go and see her again, wasting petrol and time. The only consolation is that I got to eat all my breakfast, which I later offered to the porcelain God, if you know what I mean. This is not good. I feel terrible. I want to be well again so that I can do normal stuff and not go about feeling all blur and weak.
She is usually only around in the afternoons and the annoying thing is that the clinic is closed on weekends. She is pro-family and having their own business means that they can manage their time, the way they want it.
I got this all wrong and last Friday, I almost went and see her in the afternoon. I would have been disappointed then. Today, I thought I had gotten it right and in my state of blur-ness from all that antihistamine, I went down straight. Note that she is far from my house; Hougang to be exact, but I still prefer to go to her as I have been seeing her for goodness knows how long. I think it was since my Secondary school days.
Well, as you may have already guessed, I was disappointed and now have to wait till after two to go and see her again, wasting petrol and time. The only consolation is that I got to eat all my breakfast, which I later offered to the porcelain God, if you know what I mean. This is not good. I feel terrible. I want to be well again so that I can do normal stuff and not go about feeling all blur and weak.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
A long and 'trashy' post
I am suffering from blogger's trash (as opposed to blogger's block). It is a term that I thought up myself. Why? Because I seem to want to blog about everything and anything that I see. Every step I take, there seems to be something to write about and I would tell myself that I must blog it but when I see the next thing, I cannot remember what I must blog!!
Anyway, I have more verbal diarrhoea, just wanted to say that I went karaoke with some ex-colleagues and we had quite a bit of fun. We first went to Maxwell Road Food Centre, but later adjourned to Bugis Topone instead. After k-ing, went for supper at Newton Circus Food Centre. As usual, they are really cut throat. I think better not order clam or shell dishes when eating out coz there are more shells than meat. What a waste of money.
Back to blogger's trash, all this came about as I was walking to church along the park connector at Tampines. I thought I had to blog about how I was saving money while exercising at the same time. Then, I had to sit and rest as I was wearing wedges (!) and my calves were aching. I saw those yellow birds that are native to this island but sometimes, if you do not look carefully, can be easily missed. They make very nice chirping sounds too.
Then I saw a black crow stop on top of a lamp post and saw it crapping in action. This was really the first time. I thought I wanted to blog about it too. As I continued my journey, I felt I had to blog about how slowing down and taking leisurely walks like that is good for health, mentally and physically.
The next 'trash' came as I thought about my kids. I wanted to blog about how I think this was really my calling. I wanted to blog about how so many of my friends, when I tell them I am working where I am working now, all tell me almost similar answers: "I will die if I had to handle children for even 5 minutes. I would never survive."
I just have this feeling that God had wanted me to do this all along and that was why whenever I prayed about whether I should leave my previous job, I seem to get the answer of "not yet".
Even with my so-called experience with kids, I think nothing can prepare me for my present job, but everyday is a new learning experience, even for me. Kids can teach you things you thought you knew and you learn and re-learn.
The funniest thing is that I actually love to change diapers. Hee! Hee! I never thought I would say it, but I do! I think it a great time to bond with the kids and you find some of them are actually so helpless and you just want to make sure that they are changed and alright. Even poo-poo is OK as long as I get over the funky smell and I have learnt that you are what you eat. Hahaha! Shall stop here about this business.
From diapers, I just thought of my very special one, my very special girl, Avina. She may never learn as fast as the other kids and she may have to go to Rainbow school or Pathlight full time in the future, but she is the one who understands the most and gives you the brightest smile when she wants to. She is never too quick to show you how she feels and her favourite word is "No". She would swipe her head and lower it to one side and say it at the same time to show displeasure. She really has a strong mind of her own, but when she lies trustingly in my arms when I carry her or change her diaper, you know that she is fully dependent on you.
See how much 'trash' I accumulated and 'puked' out??
There might be more but I thought I might leave it till the next posting.
Anyway, I have more verbal diarrhoea, just wanted to say that I went karaoke with some ex-colleagues and we had quite a bit of fun. We first went to Maxwell Road Food Centre, but later adjourned to Bugis Topone instead. After k-ing, went for supper at Newton Circus Food Centre. As usual, they are really cut throat. I think better not order clam or shell dishes when eating out coz there are more shells than meat. What a waste of money.
Back to blogger's trash, all this came about as I was walking to church along the park connector at Tampines. I thought I had to blog about how I was saving money while exercising at the same time. Then, I had to sit and rest as I was wearing wedges (!) and my calves were aching. I saw those yellow birds that are native to this island but sometimes, if you do not look carefully, can be easily missed. They make very nice chirping sounds too.
Then I saw a black crow stop on top of a lamp post and saw it crapping in action. This was really the first time. I thought I wanted to blog about it too. As I continued my journey, I felt I had to blog about how slowing down and taking leisurely walks like that is good for health, mentally and physically.
The next 'trash' came as I thought about my kids. I wanted to blog about how I think this was really my calling. I wanted to blog about how so many of my friends, when I tell them I am working where I am working now, all tell me almost similar answers: "I will die if I had to handle children for even 5 minutes. I would never survive."
I just have this feeling that God had wanted me to do this all along and that was why whenever I prayed about whether I should leave my previous job, I seem to get the answer of "not yet".
Even with my so-called experience with kids, I think nothing can prepare me for my present job, but everyday is a new learning experience, even for me. Kids can teach you things you thought you knew and you learn and re-learn.
The funniest thing is that I actually love to change diapers. Hee! Hee! I never thought I would say it, but I do! I think it a great time to bond with the kids and you find some of them are actually so helpless and you just want to make sure that they are changed and alright. Even poo-poo is OK as long as I get over the funky smell and I have learnt that you are what you eat. Hahaha! Shall stop here about this business.
From diapers, I just thought of my very special one, my very special girl, Avina. She may never learn as fast as the other kids and she may have to go to Rainbow school or Pathlight full time in the future, but she is the one who understands the most and gives you the brightest smile when she wants to. She is never too quick to show you how she feels and her favourite word is "No". She would swipe her head and lower it to one side and say it at the same time to show displeasure. She really has a strong mind of her own, but when she lies trustingly in my arms when I carry her or change her diaper, you know that she is fully dependent on you.
See how much 'trash' I accumulated and 'puked' out??
There might be more but I thought I might leave it till the next posting.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Choosing the right set of mahjong
I have long wanted to buy a set of mahjong for my Finnish friend. He has a mini set, but I felt that he should have a real one, so that his big hands will not be so uncomfortable.
The thought of wanting to buy did not really coincide with the action, as my knowledge of where to buy it, is limited. I only knew that City Plaza has 2 shops selling it and there is a push cart stall at Marine Parade Promenade that sells it.
When I have decided to buy a set from City Plaza, my dad chided me for going there. He felt that Chinatown would have cheaper sets. On second confirmation with one of my cousins, it was conferred that there were more choices at People's Park.
What a day to go down as there was road closure from 2pm onwards for the lighting up of the roads for Mid Autumn Festival. Had to take a bus down but also had to walk on many diverted roads. Could not even walk across via the bridge.
When we finally reached our destination, I lifted my head to see where we could find a mahjong shop. There, right next to the escalator, on Level 2, was one. It was a wholesale centre. We went there.
We saw what we wanted but the price was not quite right and the lady boss did not really want to reduce the price anyway. We told her we would be back. I was at a lost. I did not know where else to go and my dad suggested we walked back to the other side of the road. I pulled a really long face. I was not ready to walk back there at all. It was a long tedious walk with too many people.
Just as was exasperatingly turning round and round Level 1, looking for a shopping directory, I saw this mahjong shop behind us. We walked in, the lady was friendly but not pushy. After showing us the several sizes of mahjong and me telling her what colour I was looking for, she took out what I wanted.
It was one size smaller than the one I saw before at Level 2, but when compared to similar sizes seen at Level 2, the set was still cheaper. We bargained a little more and got the set at a satisfactory price. My dad was also on the verge of buying a foldable mahjong table. She was willing to throw in the dampening mat at a preferential price.
However, my dad remembered that we did not drive down to town and decided not to buy the table...yet. Good choice as the mahjong set itself was rather heavy already.
The lady was very nice and she knew what was customer service and he concept of repeat business. She told us to come back to her when we decide that we wanted to buy the table. This lady must be called Irene as the shop was called Irene Engraving Services and Mahjong Shop.
Oh! Why did I wait so long to go buy the mahjong and not ask my dad to buy for me instead? I am a little weird in the sense that I feel that the FEEL is very important. I cannot just buy ANY mahjong set but I must look at it and like it, and have a good feel about it. I must also feel that the person playing it will love it. If not, there is no point buying it.
Well, I am glad I went down to get this set myself. I really love the colour and how it looks a bit jelly. I will take some pics and upload it as soon as possible.
The thought of wanting to buy did not really coincide with the action, as my knowledge of where to buy it, is limited. I only knew that City Plaza has 2 shops selling it and there is a push cart stall at Marine Parade Promenade that sells it.
When I have decided to buy a set from City Plaza, my dad chided me for going there. He felt that Chinatown would have cheaper sets. On second confirmation with one of my cousins, it was conferred that there were more choices at People's Park.
What a day to go down as there was road closure from 2pm onwards for the lighting up of the roads for Mid Autumn Festival. Had to take a bus down but also had to walk on many diverted roads. Could not even walk across via the bridge.
When we finally reached our destination, I lifted my head to see where we could find a mahjong shop. There, right next to the escalator, on Level 2, was one. It was a wholesale centre. We went there.
We saw what we wanted but the price was not quite right and the lady boss did not really want to reduce the price anyway. We told her we would be back. I was at a lost. I did not know where else to go and my dad suggested we walked back to the other side of the road. I pulled a really long face. I was not ready to walk back there at all. It was a long tedious walk with too many people.
Just as was exasperatingly turning round and round Level 1, looking for a shopping directory, I saw this mahjong shop behind us. We walked in, the lady was friendly but not pushy. After showing us the several sizes of mahjong and me telling her what colour I was looking for, she took out what I wanted.
It was one size smaller than the one I saw before at Level 2, but when compared to similar sizes seen at Level 2, the set was still cheaper. We bargained a little more and got the set at a satisfactory price. My dad was also on the verge of buying a foldable mahjong table. She was willing to throw in the dampening mat at a preferential price.
However, my dad remembered that we did not drive down to town and decided not to buy the table...yet. Good choice as the mahjong set itself was rather heavy already.
The lady was very nice and she knew what was customer service and he concept of repeat business. She told us to come back to her when we decide that we wanted to buy the table. This lady must be called Irene as the shop was called Irene Engraving Services and Mahjong Shop.
Oh! Why did I wait so long to go buy the mahjong and not ask my dad to buy for me instead? I am a little weird in the sense that I feel that the FEEL is very important. I cannot just buy ANY mahjong set but I must look at it and like it, and have a good feel about it. I must also feel that the person playing it will love it. If not, there is no point buying it.
Well, I am glad I went down to get this set myself. I really love the colour and how it looks a bit jelly. I will take some pics and upload it as soon as possible.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
What a day!
Yesterday was actually quite a bad day for me. The public bus that was supposed to bring me to work broke down three quarters of the way. Had to take a cab to work. Even though it was not too far away, it cost me the whole of ten bucks due to the peak hour charges.
It did not help that there was a major jam along the same road where my bus broke down. I later found out, from the comfort of my cab that another public bus of a red and white kind had met with a terrible accident. The whole front panel had come off and there was even a police car there to inspect.
In the evening, I waited for a good 15 minutes before the bus came to bring me to the nearest MRT. I was already running late. I guess I had forgotten to factor in waiting time. Then, on my way to Raffles Place, the MRT stopped for much longer than usual at one of the station stops. Made me even later. My cousin was already waiting but luckily, my aunt and the rest of the party have not appeared. They were even later.
It's ok though, for we had a whale of a time and I got to see nephew Rayee! I managed to stop his crying (for a while) as we were trying o train him to change his feedings from 3-hourly to 4-hourly feeds. I think Rayee and I are off to a good start. Hee!
A reasonable dinner was rounded off with very delicious desserts from Ricciotti rushed and bought by my eldest cousin. They sell their desserts at half price after a certain time. We were nearby there and they went to queue up. They were lucky to be first in line as they managed to buy up the last panna cotta, which was oh so delicious!! Next best thing would be their tiramisu, even though my aunt would beg to differ. She thinks that is the best out of all the sweets.
Hmm...all these sweets leave sweet memories and cancels out the bad stuff that happened throughout the day.
It did not help that there was a major jam along the same road where my bus broke down. I later found out, from the comfort of my cab that another public bus of a red and white kind had met with a terrible accident. The whole front panel had come off and there was even a police car there to inspect.
In the evening, I waited for a good 15 minutes before the bus came to bring me to the nearest MRT. I was already running late. I guess I had forgotten to factor in waiting time. Then, on my way to Raffles Place, the MRT stopped for much longer than usual at one of the station stops. Made me even later. My cousin was already waiting but luckily, my aunt and the rest of the party have not appeared. They were even later.
It's ok though, for we had a whale of a time and I got to see nephew Rayee! I managed to stop his crying (for a while) as we were trying o train him to change his feedings from 3-hourly to 4-hourly feeds. I think Rayee and I are off to a good start. Hee!
A reasonable dinner was rounded off with very delicious desserts from Ricciotti rushed and bought by my eldest cousin. They sell their desserts at half price after a certain time. We were nearby there and they went to queue up. They were lucky to be first in line as they managed to buy up the last panna cotta, which was oh so delicious!! Next best thing would be their tiramisu, even though my aunt would beg to differ. She thinks that is the best out of all the sweets.
Hmm...all these sweets leave sweet memories and cancels out the bad stuff that happened throughout the day.
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