I wish you would say something to change my mind. I wish this feeling would go away.
But the fact remains that you're not here anymore.
October 02, 2010
September 30, 2010
September 27, 2010
Booo!! Did I scare you..?
Mum is away at Sentosa with her colleagues and Dad is so afraid of sleeping alone that he's sleeping in his room with the lights on and the door wide open. And he's sleeping on mum's side of the bed. Awwwww. My parents are hopeless. They cannot do without each other. But I know for sure that tomorrow, my mum will return and complain about Sentosa and my dad will brag about watching F1 cars and having the whole bed to himself. I'm so tickled!
Ok enough. That's 3 blog posts in one night! Insomnia is one thing, verbal diarrhoea is another thing altogether. I shall go sip on moscato. Alcohol never fails to make me sleepy!
Mum is away at Sentosa with her colleagues and Dad is so afraid of sleeping alone that he's sleeping in his room with the lights on and the door wide open. And he's sleeping on mum's side of the bed. Awwwww. My parents are hopeless. They cannot do without each other. But I know for sure that tomorrow, my mum will return and complain about Sentosa and my dad will brag about watching F1 cars and having the whole bed to himself. I'm so tickled!
Ok enough. That's 3 blog posts in one night! Insomnia is one thing, verbal diarrhoea is another thing altogether. I shall go sip on moscato. Alcohol never fails to make me sleepy!
No more bus rides please!
Did I tell you about the day I took a bus back from town? I had to first take bus 174 to Bukit Batok before transferring to bus 178. On the first bus ride the girl sitting beside me was twice my size (I'm not mean. I don't exaggerate.) and her butt was halfway across my seat. Throughout the bus ride, she was fidgety and kept tugging at her skirt (which looked worse than my room curtains no kidding.) Even better she kept flashing me the evil eye. My scarf alone could have bought her entire outift, with spare change. I was this close to telling her that if anyone should be annoyed it should be me! My $150 pants being succumbed to wear and tear from the friction caused by hideous brown skirt. Gah!!! I would have just stood the entire bus ride if I wasn't in 5 inch heels ):
And as if my trauma from first bus ride was not enough, TIBS had to make me wait a good half an hour for my next bus to come. Gahhh x 2!!! The entire journey back from town took me an hour and forty minutes. No one told me I was living in Pulau Ubin..! I drive home from Bedok in just 12 minutes. That's 4 trips to and fro Bedok la..!! I was so nauseous from the bus ride I puked my guts out the moment I alighted.
The puking takes the cake. No more bus rides for me man. No car I'll cab. No cab I'll just cry until I get one. Gah maximus!!!
Did I tell you about the day I took a bus back from town? I had to first take bus 174 to Bukit Batok before transferring to bus 178. On the first bus ride the girl sitting beside me was twice my size (I'm not mean. I don't exaggerate.) and her butt was halfway across my seat. Throughout the bus ride, she was fidgety and kept tugging at her skirt (which looked worse than my room curtains no kidding.) Even better she kept flashing me the evil eye. My scarf alone could have bought her entire outift, with spare change. I was this close to telling her that if anyone should be annoyed it should be me! My $150 pants being succumbed to wear and tear from the friction caused by hideous brown skirt. Gah!!! I would have just stood the entire bus ride if I wasn't in 5 inch heels ):
And as if my trauma from first bus ride was not enough, TIBS had to make me wait a good half an hour for my next bus to come. Gahhh x 2!!! The entire journey back from town took me an hour and forty minutes. No one told me I was living in Pulau Ubin..! I drive home from Bedok in just 12 minutes. That's 4 trips to and fro Bedok la..!! I was so nauseous from the bus ride I puked my guts out the moment I alighted.
The puking takes the cake. No more bus rides for me man. No car I'll cab. No cab I'll just cry until I get one. Gah maximus!!!
Guilty
Was walking around in Sephora in search of Shu Umera cleansing oil (which I only learnt afterwards that they don't carry the brand) and a sales assistant passed me a Gucci Guilty perfume sample tab. I was hooked from the first sniff and spent the next ten minutes walking around Sephora holding the paper strip on my nose. I looked like a clown but it was THAT addictive. Lilac mandarin and I don't know what else goes in there (cause why would I care what I smell of as long as I smell nice la huh). I was sold the moment I set eyes on the bottle. It comes in a gold rectangular bottle with rounded edges and the interlocking gucci Gs. Sucker for flashy things. It just looks pretty sitting on my shelf now.
I just spritz some on my pillow. Now that could be a problem to the wallet if it becomes a habit. Mmm sweet dreams tonight!!
Was walking around in Sephora in search of Shu Umera cleansing oil (which I only learnt afterwards that they don't carry the brand) and a sales assistant passed me a Gucci Guilty perfume sample tab. I was hooked from the first sniff and spent the next ten minutes walking around Sephora holding the paper strip on my nose. I looked like a clown but it was THAT addictive. Lilac mandarin and I don't know what else goes in there (cause why would I care what I smell of as long as I smell nice la huh). I was sold the moment I set eyes on the bottle. It comes in a gold rectangular bottle with rounded edges and the interlocking gucci Gs. Sucker for flashy things. It just looks pretty sitting on my shelf now.
I just spritz some on my pillow. Now that could be a problem to the wallet if it becomes a habit. Mmm sweet dreams tonight!!
September 23, 2010
5 pages of font size 8
I just spent the whole day going through a few hundred lines of services done over the past three years and checking against file records if they have been billed for. I am hopping mad!
On the brighter side, tomorrow is Friday and this Friday is the best Friday in year 2010 because Friday = TGIF + Pay day + Bonus day! That's a double hit combo into my bank account!
I just spent the whole day going through a few hundred lines of services done over the past three years and checking against file records if they have been billed for. I am hopping mad!
On the brighter side, tomorrow is Friday and this Friday is the best Friday in year 2010 because Friday = TGIF + Pay day + Bonus day! That's a double hit combo into my bank account!
September 20, 2010
Sweetdreams
I love my bed. I spent most of my Sunday rolling around in bed, aside from doing two piles of laundry. I also love my four pillows and I'm contemplating another two more. Mostly I love the space that I have on my bed. No, I don't even like my boy sharing my bed, though I occasionally enjoy a warm body next to mine. I used to curl up in a tiny ball at the corner of my bed every night. But these days I find greater joy in lying right in the middle of the whole bed. I hate sharing my comforter. I like to pull it up to my chin, not a single centimetre higher or lower. Any higher and I'd suffocate. Any lower and the cold air will get to my shoulders...I tuck the ends of the comforter just under my feet so that my feet don't stick out whilst I sleep. I still believe monsters lie beneath the bed.
My point is, looking at the photos taken at Ah Shan Hostel, I am amazed at how I managed to sleep on that rock hard and tiny bed.
I deserve a pat on my back, no less.
I love my bed. I spent most of my Sunday rolling around in bed, aside from doing two piles of laundry. I also love my four pillows and I'm contemplating another two more. Mostly I love the space that I have on my bed. No, I don't even like my boy sharing my bed, though I occasionally enjoy a warm body next to mine. I used to curl up in a tiny ball at the corner of my bed every night. But these days I find greater joy in lying right in the middle of the whole bed. I hate sharing my comforter. I like to pull it up to my chin, not a single centimetre higher or lower. Any higher and I'd suffocate. Any lower and the cold air will get to my shoulders...I tuck the ends of the comforter just under my feet so that my feet don't stick out whilst I sleep. I still believe monsters lie beneath the bed.
My point is, looking at the photos taken at Ah Shan Hostel, I am amazed at how I managed to sleep on that rock hard and tiny bed.
I deserve a pat on my back, no less.
September 19, 2010
New benchmark for comfort
Just got back from Marina Bay Sands (MBS) after a day out with the girls. The size of the Orchid Suite is phenomenal. I contemplated doing cartwheels from the door to the end of the sitting area. Would have taken me five full cartwheels to get from end to end, except I cannot do cartwheels. TEE HEE.
A's relatives had a Presidential Suite in the first tower. Stopped by to collect the complimentary carpark tickets (whereby parking is like S$10 per hour by the way) from her uncle and got stopped in our tracks by the grandeur of the Presidential Suite. This room had a baby grand piano in the sitting area, a KTV room, a gym corner, massage corner and hair salon. And it also comes with sensor automated toilet seats. RIDICULOUS I say.
Oooo, and I have a new fascination with jump shots, which we tried out in the room. I ended up with shots of flashing bellies, covered faces and messy hair. I will work my jump shot to perfection, till I look like I can remain airborne.
I believe I can fly!
Life is better when we're together. Xoxo.
Just got back from Marina Bay Sands (MBS) after a day out with the girls. The size of the Orchid Suite is phenomenal. I contemplated doing cartwheels from the door to the end of the sitting area. Would have taken me five full cartwheels to get from end to end, except I cannot do cartwheels. TEE HEE.
A's relatives had a Presidential Suite in the first tower. Stopped by to collect the complimentary carpark tickets (whereby parking is like S$10 per hour by the way) from her uncle and got stopped in our tracks by the grandeur of the Presidential Suite. This room had a baby grand piano in the sitting area, a KTV room, a gym corner, massage corner and hair salon. And it also comes with sensor automated toilet seats. RIDICULOUS I say.
Oooo, and I have a new fascination with jump shots, which we tried out in the room. I ended up with shots of flashing bellies, covered faces and messy hair. I will work my jump shot to perfection, till I look like I can remain airborne.
I believe I can fly!
Life is better when we're together. Xoxo.
September 18, 2010
So glad to be home all wrapped up in sheets and my four pillows.
I miss THW's humdanpeidanchok. Headed to Crystal Jade in an attempt to satisfy my peidanchok cravings. I left $10 poorer and unhappy. Maybe it's time to pop by the St. Regis for ninety dollar dim sum. And if even that does not hit the spot, then I guess dim sum comes with plane ticket cost. Sob!
I miss THW's humdanpeidanchok. Headed to Crystal Jade in an attempt to satisfy my peidanchok cravings. I left $10 poorer and unhappy. Maybe it's time to pop by the St. Regis for ninety dollar dim sum. And if even that does not hit the spot, then I guess dim sum comes with plane ticket cost. Sob!
September 16, 2010
The quad who did not gamble in Macau
Macau was boring and painful, as I thought it'd be. I can't feel my feet anymore. I can't blog when my feet hurt. I shall wait for my brilliant camera man (for the entire trip) to send me pictures that make Macau look vaguely interesting.
Unless you're gambling, skip Macau entirely. The money spent on ferry tickets for New World First Ferry (costing HKD130 and HKD175 on return) is better spent elsewhere.
Macau was boring and painful, as I thought it'd be. I can't feel my feet anymore. I can't blog when my feet hurt. I shall wait for my brilliant camera man (for the entire trip) to send me pictures that make Macau look vaguely interesting.
Unless you're gambling, skip Macau entirely. The money spent on ferry tickets for New World First Ferry (costing HKD130 and HKD175 on return) is better spent elsewhere.
September 15, 2010
Sunburnt in Hongkong
I am roasted from the four hour climb up the Dragon Back Trail. What I expected to be a "trek" turned out to be a hike through mud / rock / sandy terrain. So there I was in my cheap grocery shopping shoes, plodding my way through a mountain trail in the midst of the forest whilst others were in track shoes. I thank my lucky stars my travel buddies were equally as retarded, with one in slippers and another in slingback crocs. They made me look less silly.
Top of Shek-O was yet another breathtaking view over Hongkong, the sandy shores of the Big Wave bay and the blue ocean, with an occasional bird gliding past us just metres in front of us. Using words to describe the view from above does not justify it's beauty. Photos to follow shortly.
But I must add that even photos cannot compare. To get the real deal, come over to Hongkong and do it yourself. Simply take the MTR to Shau Kei Wan station and exit at the bus terminal to take bus #9. Alight at Cape Collison road to begin your trail. The narrow flight of stairs next to the entrance of a rehabilitation centre marks the start of the trail.
Spent the afternoon remaining, sleeping in our hostels. Dinner at THW again, and this time we ordered their mango pudding and sago with taro. Dessert did not disappoint one bit. I FINALLY got my mango pudding fix. I have ambitions to buy a thermos flask just to bring some of THW's salted egg and century egg congee back to Singapore. It sounds totally crazy tht there's so much of Hongkong to try and yet we keep heading back to THW for dim sum. But you know, once you've got the best, you don't want anything less.
The day was rounded off with my toiletries spree at Watsons and Bonjoir. I had to find something to justify my checkin luggage on my return trip :p Only headed back to hostel at 1230am! My travel mates are converts! Growl-wylocks is now a back to happy Glowylocks!
Heading over to Macau tomorrow. Wet weather program for tomorrow is to head to the Venetian to gamble. Wish me luck! I may become millionaire!!
I am roasted from the four hour climb up the Dragon Back Trail. What I expected to be a "trek" turned out to be a hike through mud / rock / sandy terrain. So there I was in my cheap grocery shopping shoes, plodding my way through a mountain trail in the midst of the forest whilst others were in track shoes. I thank my lucky stars my travel buddies were equally as retarded, with one in slippers and another in slingback crocs. They made me look less silly.
Top of Shek-O was yet another breathtaking view over Hongkong, the sandy shores of the Big Wave bay and the blue ocean, with an occasional bird gliding past us just metres in front of us. Using words to describe the view from above does not justify it's beauty. Photos to follow shortly.
But I must add that even photos cannot compare. To get the real deal, come over to Hongkong and do it yourself. Simply take the MTR to Shau Kei Wan station and exit at the bus terminal to take bus #9. Alight at Cape Collison road to begin your trail. The narrow flight of stairs next to the entrance of a rehabilitation centre marks the start of the trail.
Spent the afternoon remaining, sleeping in our hostels. Dinner at THW again, and this time we ordered their mango pudding and sago with taro. Dessert did not disappoint one bit. I FINALLY got my mango pudding fix. I have ambitions to buy a thermos flask just to bring some of THW's salted egg and century egg congee back to Singapore. It sounds totally crazy tht there's so much of Hongkong to try and yet we keep heading back to THW for dim sum. But you know, once you've got the best, you don't want anything less.
The day was rounded off with my toiletries spree at Watsons and Bonjoir. I had to find something to justify my checkin luggage on my return trip :p Only headed back to hostel at 1230am! My travel mates are converts! Growl-wylocks is now a back to happy Glowylocks!
Heading over to Macau tomorrow. Wet weather program for tomorrow is to head to the Venetian to gamble. Wish me luck! I may become millionaire!!
September 14, 2010
Day 3 in Hongkong
Survived my third night at Ah Shan hostel. Took the MTR to Tsim Sha Tsui for the Avenue of Stars walk. For the uninitiated, the Avenue of Stars walk is a salute to outstanding film makers / actors / actresses for their contribution and commitment to Hongkong's film industry. (pictures to fill this space after I return to Singapore).
Moved on to the pier to take the star ferry to Central for dim sum at Maxim. To get to Maxim, follow the directions pointing towards the City Hall. Over at the building where Maxim is, be careful not to mistake Maxim cafe for Maxim restaurant. Maxim is on the second level inside a huge ballroom with grand candeliers.
Maxim dim sum is old school, with tea ladies pushing carts of dim sum around. Do note that maxim is thrice the price of Tim Ho Wan, with each plate costing an average of HKD39. Portions were slightly bigger than Tim Ho Wan (from here on known as THW) but not as tasty. Maxim's prawn rice noodle ("har chiong") and beancurd skin shrimp roll was nicer than THW. Siew mai's prawns fresh but skin too clammy for my liking. The taste of flour lingers.
On the whole, I'd say Maxim falls short in comparison to THW. Dim sum in Maxim lacks that bit of magic. For me, THW was love at first bite. My opinions are therefore skewed towards THW :p
A thirty minute ride on bus 15 brought us to the Peak ("shan teng"). Being the cultured people (ahem!!) that we are, we headed to Madame Tussauds at the Peak galleria. Entry at Madame Tussauds is HKD160 person. Meet Brad Pitt and slap Angelina Jolie or rub shoulders with Obama and Eistein.
Trekked up the Hong Kong Trail (to the right of the Peak tower in the direction of Lugard Road). The trail was 4km long and I became mosquito feed. The view from above over Hongkong is breathtaking. Up there, Hongkong slows down to a stroll. Top it up with fluff white clouds skimming over the top of the mountain tops, casting shadows over them. Left me speechless.
As day slipped into night, the buildings faded and gave way to colored bright lights to showcase Hongkong's city skyline with splendour. Fucking gorgeous. Anyway, took the tram down the Peak. Travelling down at a 45 degree angle made buildings look perpendicular to the tram, like the scene in Inception where the girl flipped buildings overhead.
That ends day 3 of Hongkong. Feet are screaming in pain since I wasn't exactly in shoes cut out for the trail. Doing the Dragon Back's Trail tomorrow. It's estimated to take 3 hours for the whole trail. God knows how much more pain my feet can take. But then again, if it can take a night of clubbing in 5 inch stilettos, what's trekking in bad shoes?
Survived my third night at Ah Shan hostel. Took the MTR to Tsim Sha Tsui for the Avenue of Stars walk. For the uninitiated, the Avenue of Stars walk is a salute to outstanding film makers / actors / actresses for their contribution and commitment to Hongkong's film industry. (pictures to fill this space after I return to Singapore).
Moved on to the pier to take the star ferry to Central for dim sum at Maxim. To get to Maxim, follow the directions pointing towards the City Hall. Over at the building where Maxim is, be careful not to mistake Maxim cafe for Maxim restaurant. Maxim is on the second level inside a huge ballroom with grand candeliers.
Maxim dim sum is old school, with tea ladies pushing carts of dim sum around. Do note that maxim is thrice the price of Tim Ho Wan, with each plate costing an average of HKD39. Portions were slightly bigger than Tim Ho Wan (from here on known as THW) but not as tasty. Maxim's prawn rice noodle ("har chiong") and beancurd skin shrimp roll was nicer than THW. Siew mai's prawns fresh but skin too clammy for my liking. The taste of flour lingers.
On the whole, I'd say Maxim falls short in comparison to THW. Dim sum in Maxim lacks that bit of magic. For me, THW was love at first bite. My opinions are therefore skewed towards THW :p
A thirty minute ride on bus 15 brought us to the Peak ("shan teng"). Being the cultured people (ahem!!) that we are, we headed to Madame Tussauds at the Peak galleria. Entry at Madame Tussauds is HKD160 person. Meet Brad Pitt and slap Angelina Jolie or rub shoulders with Obama and Eistein.
Trekked up the Hong Kong Trail (to the right of the Peak tower in the direction of Lugard Road). The trail was 4km long and I became mosquito feed. The view from above over Hongkong is breathtaking. Up there, Hongkong slows down to a stroll. Top it up with fluff white clouds skimming over the top of the mountain tops, casting shadows over them. Left me speechless.
As day slipped into night, the buildings faded and gave way to colored bright lights to showcase Hongkong's city skyline with splendour. Fucking gorgeous. Anyway, took the tram down the Peak. Travelling down at a 45 degree angle made buildings look perpendicular to the tram, like the scene in Inception where the girl flipped buildings overhead.
That ends day 3 of Hongkong. Feet are screaming in pain since I wasn't exactly in shoes cut out for the trail. Doing the Dragon Back's Trail tomorrow. It's estimated to take 3 hours for the whole trail. God knows how much more pain my feet can take. But then again, if it can take a night of clubbing in 5 inch stilettos, what's trekking in bad shoes?
September 13, 2010
Legs a bit sore from trekking up the mid-levels in the heavy downpour. I wonder how the people up there survive, say if one day you forgot to take your laptop along with you to work and have to turn around to get it, and the escalator is working in the opposite direction. I will worship any girl who can do 4 inch heels on it. Lol!
Every day rain. Sigh!
p.s. My travel mates have banned me from leaving my room alone at night. Ban came with stern spanking warning. Sob! I want some soy bean milk!
Every day rain. Sigh!
p.s. My travel mates have banned me from leaving my room alone at night. Ban came with stern spanking warning. Sob! I want some soy bean milk!
Day 2 in Hongkong
Started drizzling the moment we were ready to head out. Hungry stomachs were not dampened by the drizzle and cloudy skies. From our hostel, we crossed the road and headed north in search of Tim Ho Wan.
Tim Ho Wan opens for business from 10am to 10pm, but they stop taking orders at 8.30pm. The place was easy to find and the queue that was fast building up outside its doors at 9.40am is a sure sign that you've got the right place. The place sits 20 to 30 people and even though we got there pretty early but didn't quite get there in time to be their first batch of customers. Got a queue number and waited for another 45 min (1045am).
First up was their congee. Amazing! Smooth with just the right blend of sweetness and saltiness. Shrimp dumplings ("har gao") and rice noodles ("cheong fun") were wrapped and thin crystal skin. A must try is their signature crispy char siew bao. Instead of the traditional steamed buns, Tim Ho Wan fries them. Crisp and sweet on the top, savory and juicy char siew within and rounded up nicely with the soft bun base.
In all the four of us ordered 15 dishes. Every bite was a piece of heaven. The wait was DEFINITELY worthwhile. The total bill came up to HKD232 which comes up to S$10 per person. Total satisfaction. Cheap and delicious.
Gillian kept insisting on going to a "goldfish market" after breakfast. We got lost and I was close to giving up thinking what can be so fascinating about this "goldfish market". I mean, do we seriously need to see goldfish in Hongkong?!! We did eventually find it and boy was it fun. Endless rows of colorful fish in packets. Aesthetically pleasing to the camera lens. There were also shops selling leopard tortoises and Jurassic Park lookalike lizards (tiny lar, say palm sized. Fucking scary though!) Alongside those aquariums were pet shops with cute puppies kittens guinea pigs. I'm a sucker for colors and cute animals so I was sold. I shall eat my words! Must go if you just want to laugh and take cute photos.
Queen's street for H&M thereafter bought pretty scarves and some clothes... Staying absolutely concious that I already have too many clothes in my bursting wardrobe. And so my perseverance died the moment I stepped foot into giordano ladies and set eyes on this amazing blazer and pants. Pop goes the weasel!
Pour. Like. Crazy. in the evening so much so that rainwater was gushing out of a manhole on the streets. Mad crazy!
Oh I must add we also had the best egg tarts in town (also recommended by lonely planet) over at Tai Cheong bakery on 32 Lyndhurst Tce. I was the lucky one out of the four who got egg tarts fresh out of the oven. At HKD5 a tart, the egg tarts make you want to go back for more. Wobbly middles and crumbly crusts. I'm going back for more tomorrow!!!
The rest if the day was spent roaming around ladies market and mongkok.
Note to self: yummy fried squid at corner shop on the right of the end of ladies market. HKD15 a packet. Ryan will eat until die. Mad love!
Travel mates made good effort to stay out with me till 12 midnight! There is hope in the world!!!
Tsim Sha Tsui for Avenue of Stars walk and star ferry followed by dim sum at Maxim palace tomorrow! Yay. More dim sum!
Started drizzling the moment we were ready to head out. Hungry stomachs were not dampened by the drizzle and cloudy skies. From our hostel, we crossed the road and headed north in search of Tim Ho Wan.
Tim Ho Wan opens for business from 10am to 10pm, but they stop taking orders at 8.30pm. The place was easy to find and the queue that was fast building up outside its doors at 9.40am is a sure sign that you've got the right place. The place sits 20 to 30 people and even though we got there pretty early but didn't quite get there in time to be their first batch of customers. Got a queue number and waited for another 45 min (1045am).
First up was their congee. Amazing! Smooth with just the right blend of sweetness and saltiness. Shrimp dumplings ("har gao") and rice noodles ("cheong fun") were wrapped and thin crystal skin. A must try is their signature crispy char siew bao. Instead of the traditional steamed buns, Tim Ho Wan fries them. Crisp and sweet on the top, savory and juicy char siew within and rounded up nicely with the soft bun base.
In all the four of us ordered 15 dishes. Every bite was a piece of heaven. The wait was DEFINITELY worthwhile. The total bill came up to HKD232 which comes up to S$10 per person. Total satisfaction. Cheap and delicious.
Gillian kept insisting on going to a "goldfish market" after breakfast. We got lost and I was close to giving up thinking what can be so fascinating about this "goldfish market". I mean, do we seriously need to see goldfish in Hongkong?!! We did eventually find it and boy was it fun. Endless rows of colorful fish in packets. Aesthetically pleasing to the camera lens. There were also shops selling leopard tortoises and Jurassic Park lookalike lizards (tiny lar, say palm sized. Fucking scary though!) Alongside those aquariums were pet shops with cute puppies kittens guinea pigs. I'm a sucker for colors and cute animals so I was sold. I shall eat my words! Must go if you just want to laugh and take cute photos.
Queen's street for H&M thereafter bought pretty scarves and some clothes... Staying absolutely concious that I already have too many clothes in my bursting wardrobe. And so my perseverance died the moment I stepped foot into giordano ladies and set eyes on this amazing blazer and pants. Pop goes the weasel!
Pour. Like. Crazy. in the evening so much so that rainwater was gushing out of a manhole on the streets. Mad crazy!
Oh I must add we also had the best egg tarts in town (also recommended by lonely planet) over at Tai Cheong bakery on 32 Lyndhurst Tce. I was the lucky one out of the four who got egg tarts fresh out of the oven. At HKD5 a tart, the egg tarts make you want to go back for more. Wobbly middles and crumbly crusts. I'm going back for more tomorrow!!!
The rest if the day was spent roaming around ladies market and mongkok.
Note to self: yummy fried squid at corner shop on the right of the end of ladies market. HKD15 a packet. Ryan will eat until die. Mad love!
Travel mates made good effort to stay out with me till 12 midnight! There is hope in the world!!!
Tsim Sha Tsui for Avenue of Stars walk and star ferry followed by dim sum at Maxim palace tomorrow! Yay. More dim sum!
September 12, 2010
i will blog about hongkong for my boyfriend who misses me like crazy and is worried that i'll die living in a hostel rather than a five star hotel
Day 1 in Hongkong
Our flight with jetstar was delayed by three hours. We finally touched down at 520 pm (local hk time). Got our octopus cards and headed to the bus terminal to board bus A21 to Mongkok (which is the 6th stop) where Ah Shan Hostel is.
Ah Shan hostel is tiny. A room for two with a private bathroom is barely half the size of my room. But I must say for $30 a night, it's quite a steal. Room is clean with airconditioning, wi-fi and water heater. Towels, shower foam and shampoo provided. I have yet to see the exterior of the building tomorrow morning as it's now too dark to determine...but from the looks of the stairway and corridors, I think I'll be in for some massive shock when God turns the lights on.
Since plans to camwhore with the clock tower at Tsim Sha Tsui have been disrupted by plane delay, dinner was up once we put our bags in our rooms. Dinner was at Fok Lai Restaurant under recommendation of lonely planet hongkong. To get there, take the MTR from Mongkok to Prince Edward station. It's only one stop and takes about 5 minutes. Take exit D, cross the road and you'll arrive at the back entrance of Fok Lai restaurant. The restaurant does not have menus so just whack and see what they have.
Must tries include the fried squid, clams ("hei" in Cantonese) in black bean sauce, goose meat ("orr pin") and omelette ("fu yong dan"). The bill came up to HKD388 for the four of us, which is approximately S$18 a person.
After hearing much raves about Shui Lau Shan, we grabbed a cup of A2 Mango drink with hermus jelly (HKD20 a cup or HKD30 for 2). Verdict: Nice and refreshing but too sweet for my liking. Then again, desserts are meant to be sweet! :p I'm sure the bf would love it.
Ladies street ("Looi yarn gai") hasn't changed since 5 years ago. They're still selling the same kinda things like magnets and fake gucci and slutty nightie and kinky briefs for males. Not my cup of tea so ten minutes and I was done.
1030 and back to hostel. I know, it's Hongkong right? Who goes on a holiday to Hongkong and sleeps before 12? Well my Hongkong travel mates apparently. Zzzz..
Waking up at 830 tomorrow to yum cha (in all Hongkong gusto) at one Michelin star Tim Ho Wan. Rated the BEST dim sum in hongkong with a demeaning queue of up to 2 hours. Eggcited! Can't wait to sink my teeth into warm juicy pouches of har gao! (((:
Nights world! I hear the honks going off below. Me love Hongkong! The boys the food and the language.
Day 1 in Hongkong
Our flight with jetstar was delayed by three hours. We finally touched down at 520 pm (local hk time). Got our octopus cards and headed to the bus terminal to board bus A21 to Mongkok (which is the 6th stop) where Ah Shan Hostel is.
Ah Shan hostel is tiny. A room for two with a private bathroom is barely half the size of my room. But I must say for $30 a night, it's quite a steal. Room is clean with airconditioning, wi-fi and water heater. Towels, shower foam and shampoo provided. I have yet to see the exterior of the building tomorrow morning as it's now too dark to determine...but from the looks of the stairway and corridors, I think I'll be in for some massive shock when God turns the lights on.
Since plans to camwhore with the clock tower at Tsim Sha Tsui have been disrupted by plane delay, dinner was up once we put our bags in our rooms. Dinner was at Fok Lai Restaurant under recommendation of lonely planet hongkong. To get there, take the MTR from Mongkok to Prince Edward station. It's only one stop and takes about 5 minutes. Take exit D, cross the road and you'll arrive at the back entrance of Fok Lai restaurant. The restaurant does not have menus so just whack and see what they have.
Must tries include the fried squid, clams ("hei" in Cantonese) in black bean sauce, goose meat ("orr pin") and omelette ("fu yong dan"). The bill came up to HKD388 for the four of us, which is approximately S$18 a person.
After hearing much raves about Shui Lau Shan, we grabbed a cup of A2 Mango drink with hermus jelly (HKD20 a cup or HKD30 for 2). Verdict: Nice and refreshing but too sweet for my liking. Then again, desserts are meant to be sweet! :p I'm sure the bf would love it.
Ladies street ("Looi yarn gai") hasn't changed since 5 years ago. They're still selling the same kinda things like magnets and fake gucci and slutty nightie and kinky briefs for males. Not my cup of tea so ten minutes and I was done.
1030 and back to hostel. I know, it's Hongkong right? Who goes on a holiday to Hongkong and sleeps before 12? Well my Hongkong travel mates apparently. Zzzz..
Waking up at 830 tomorrow to yum cha (in all Hongkong gusto) at one Michelin star Tim Ho Wan. Rated the BEST dim sum in hongkong with a demeaning queue of up to 2 hours. Eggcited! Can't wait to sink my teeth into warm juicy pouches of har gao! (((:
Nights world! I hear the honks going off below. Me love Hongkong! The boys the food and the language.
August 17, 2010
October 30, 2009
This Is It was spectacular. An incredible display of his talent, courtesy, love and care. No pretenses, just pure heart into his music. What should have been was an amazing amazing performance which will be remembered for the next century. I sat there motionless for 2 hours.
Amazing. I don't believe there is another performer who can touch me enough with his songs to make me cry buckets in public.
The king of pop he will forever be.
<3
Amazing. I don't believe there is another performer who can touch me enough with his songs to make me cry buckets in public.
The king of pop he will forever be.
<3
October 27, 2009
October 26, 2009
This coming November seems sweeter than the last, mainly because i'm planning to take two weeks off work. If everything rolls out as planned (i.e, Emirates remains friendly at $666, Jessie doesn't vanish), I'll be off to Melbourne from the 8th to the 13th. My first solo holiday out and the thought of taking a flight out on my own is sending jitterbugs down my spine but there's always a first in everything.
And when I return, it'll be time for huns - a nice weekend at M hotel to celebrate Ryan's birthday. I've done the scrapbook thing, the cookie / cupcake / brownie / cakes fiesta, the rounding up of friends for a surprise deal. I have three more weeks to crack my head and come up with something to impress, which is proving to be harder than I thought it'd be. My creative juices have run dry and I blame it on the months being trapped inside my office cubicle churning tax comps. HA ha.
Tomorrow I will go to the library and borrow a book on Melbourne, or I will attempt to be the sweet lovergirl and start searching for the PERFECT GIFT.
And when I return, it'll be time for huns - a nice weekend at M hotel to celebrate Ryan's birthday. I've done the scrapbook thing, the cookie / cupcake / brownie / cakes fiesta, the rounding up of friends for a surprise deal. I have three more weeks to crack my head and come up with something to impress, which is proving to be harder than I thought it'd be. My creative juices have run dry and I blame it on the months being trapped inside my office cubicle churning tax comps. HA ha.
Tomorrow I will go to the library and borrow a book on Melbourne, or I will attempt to be the sweet lovergirl and start searching for the PERFECT GIFT.
June 14, 2009
i'm so tired i feel like curling into a ball and hiding away from the world for a while. work is depressing and routine. people are judgemental and political. the only thing that keeps me going is my ability to shut off and pretend that these trivial things don't matter.
100 more cases to go in the next one month and a half before i'm done for the year. It's not possible. i don't see the light at the end of the tunnel.
100 more cases to go in the next one month and a half before i'm done for the year. It's not possible. i don't see the light at the end of the tunnel.
January 10, 2009
January 06, 2009
it breaks my heart to read the news everyday.
death after death after death... how can there be so much hatred in the world? aren't we all the same? a different race, a different skin colour, speaking a different language. but aren't we all children of God, with the same two eyes nose ears mouth limbs living on the same soil on the same planet.
i don't know man...
maybe i shouldn't even read the news to spare myself from the heartache and tears.
death after death after death... how can there be so much hatred in the world? aren't we all the same? a different race, a different skin colour, speaking a different language. but aren't we all children of God, with the same two eyes nose ears mouth limbs living on the same soil on the same planet.
i don't know man...
maybe i shouldn't even read the news to spare myself from the heartache and tears.
January 04, 2009
Gaza fears, Mumbai memories, economic collapse, thailand unrest and a whole series of tragedies. I feel almost guilty that amidst all the suffering going on around me, I'm still living comfortably with family, friends, a roof over my head and no financial woes. Often times I think I take all these daily comforts for granted. What is a little flu, emotional issues, or a bad day compared to all those who live from day to day, not knowing whether or not they'll live to see the sunrise the next day? When will they stop giving ridiculous reasons to fight? it's clearly their greed and insecurities. Innocent lives are paying for their obsession.
Sigh. The world is falling into pieces.
Sigh. The world is falling into pieces.
December 29, 2008
October 14, 2008
September 05, 2008
it's not your day when...
-your internet takes 10minutes to load one page
-your printer prints baby blue and pink instead of black
-the copiers of photocopying shops in your estate are down
-your normally efficient optician tells you your contact lenses still aren't ready. there has been a problem on the supplier's side
i find it hard to believe that i will be caught so ill-prepared.
-your internet takes 10minutes to load one page
-your printer prints baby blue and pink instead of black
-the copiers of photocopying shops in your estate are down
-your normally efficient optician tells you your contact lenses still aren't ready. there has been a problem on the supplier's side
i find it hard to believe that i will be caught so ill-prepared.
September 02, 2008
choices
you play with fire hoping that your swipe at the flame will be at that one spot where the flame won't bite and burn you.
why is it that people bother to consider the obviously wrong choice when the right one's staring at them in the face? is it human instinct to test waters and hope that by some chance they'll find an escape route?
hmm.
you play with fire hoping that your swipe at the flame will be at that one spot where the flame won't bite and burn you.
why is it that people bother to consider the obviously wrong choice when the right one's staring at them in the face? is it human instinct to test waters and hope that by some chance they'll find an escape route?
hmm.
August 29, 2008
as blue as the ComfortDelgro taxi
do carbs make you blue, or does being blue make you eat carbs?
i cannot decipher the relationship.
i need a hugs and kisses meal, supersize
and 12,000 calories worth of cuddles.
my optician hates me. she won't sell sell me contact lenses cause apparently i can go blind if my cornea doesn't recover. i've been exiled to the land of car washing manual laborers cause i wrecked (okay it was just a dent and a gazillion scratches) the car. i am the epitome of stupidity.
i think the world hates me.
but mostly i think i'm letting my selfpity eat me up whole.
ARGH.
another order of hugs and kisses, upsize and a side order of ice-cream please.
do carbs make you blue, or does being blue make you eat carbs?
i cannot decipher the relationship.
i need a hugs and kisses meal, supersize
and 12,000 calories worth of cuddles.
my optician hates me. she won't sell sell me contact lenses cause apparently i can go blind if my cornea doesn't recover. i've been exiled to the land of car washing manual laborers cause i wrecked (okay it was just a dent and a gazillion scratches) the car. i am the epitome of stupidity.
i think the world hates me.
but mostly i think i'm letting my selfpity eat me up whole.
ARGH.
another order of hugs and kisses, upsize and a side order of ice-cream please.
August 27, 2008
August 25, 2008
these days the boy has a fetish for filling me up with booze when we've nothing to do at home. yesterday along with all that, he made me sing songs for bugs bunny, barney and donald duck. 2 hours later i ended up hugging the toilet bowl, puking my guts out. but i figure it's a good thing, considering how much i ate for dinner.
(sharkie fins, pineappu rice, fresh prawns, sesame paste prawns, cereal prawns, steamed fish, sweet&sour fish, sweet&sour pork, sliced fish, tom yam soup, cheeken wings, prawn omelette, some other cheeken, honeydew sago, almond longan sea coconuttie)
so clearing everything from my stomach is a good thing no????
should i also mention that i went to kushinbo on friday affty with MAMAyaaaa and ate like a cow. MOOOOOOOOO. the salmon sashimi was heavenly and the chawanmushi was amazing cause it melts in your mouth. $20.90 for 60 minutes lunchtime crunch and if you're slow like me, pay an extra $6 more and you can take your time till 3pm.
and on thursday i went for korean bbq buffet at excelsior's with ryan and alot of people i don't know to bid farewell to someone who's leaving for a 4-month exchange, whom i also don't know.
so people if u bump into me and you think my face's expanded, you now know why k. i have people around me who're evil! they don't give me money too buy PRETTY HEELS but they don't mind paying for my meals.
by the way, why is bugs bunny BUGS bunny. does he eat bugs?????
and why is minnie mouse minnie? she's not mini at all. by far i think she's the biggest mouse aside from mickey mouse.
i need sponsors for two pairs of heels.
PLS!?!?!?!?!??
will do anything for shoes. *sniffles*
(sharkie fins, pineappu rice, fresh prawns, sesame paste prawns, cereal prawns, steamed fish, sweet&sour fish, sweet&sour pork, sliced fish, tom yam soup, cheeken wings, prawn omelette, some other cheeken, honeydew sago, almond longan sea coconuttie)
so clearing everything from my stomach is a good thing no????
should i also mention that i went to kushinbo on friday affty with MAMAyaaaa and ate like a cow. MOOOOOOOOO. the salmon sashimi was heavenly and the chawanmushi was amazing cause it melts in your mouth. $20.90 for 60 minutes lunchtime crunch and if you're slow like me, pay an extra $6 more and you can take your time till 3pm.
and on thursday i went for korean bbq buffet at excelsior's with ryan and alot of people i don't know to bid farewell to someone who's leaving for a 4-month exchange, whom i also don't know.
so people if u bump into me and you think my face's expanded, you now know why k. i have people around me who're evil! they don't give me money too buy PRETTY HEELS but they don't mind paying for my meals.
by the way, why is bugs bunny BUGS bunny. does he eat bugs?????
and why is minnie mouse minnie? she's not mini at all. by far i think she's the biggest mouse aside from mickey mouse.
i need sponsors for two pairs of heels.
PLS!?!?!?!?!??
will do anything for shoes. *sniffles*
August 16, 2008
dearest ryan, whilst i spent my day waiting for you over and over and over again, this was what happened:
the past 24 hours has been the most random day for months in the running.
happy hours make me really happy. i sat alone at balas waiting for the redness to wear off but to no avail. hence i weaved in and out the shops of suntec and city link, red-faced and giggly. with every passing mirror i was even more convinced that others would presume i was sunburnt. and so i marched on, refusing to head home to face 4 walls again despite being alone.
i managed to dissaude myself from buying anything i fancied. coming from the queen of impulse buys, it is a feat. (the money you gave me is still intact! every single cent of it! aren't you proud!!!!)
i dozed off while standing on the travelator and almost ended up on my face if my hands weren't quick to grab to railings. twice in less than a minute.
i had a conversation with the couple sitting opposite me on the train about tired legs and taking naps on buses and trains.
afterwhich i headed to coffeebean@vivo to wait for the boy whereby my phone died on me and i had to borrow a fellow human bean's phone to send a text msg, leading to yet another random conversation.
crazy.
mama told me as a kid never to talk to strangers.
you know what they say, about women having to speak 20, 000 words a day? i think i was suffering from a lack of interaction from walking around on my own the whole day.
hence i have come to a decision - the job hunt shall begin!
the past 24 hours has been the most random day for months in the running.
happy hours make me really happy. i sat alone at balas waiting for the redness to wear off but to no avail. hence i weaved in and out the shops of suntec and city link, red-faced and giggly. with every passing mirror i was even more convinced that others would presume i was sunburnt. and so i marched on, refusing to head home to face 4 walls again despite being alone.
i managed to dissaude myself from buying anything i fancied. coming from the queen of impulse buys, it is a feat. (the money you gave me is still intact! every single cent of it! aren't you proud!!!!)
i dozed off while standing on the travelator and almost ended up on my face if my hands weren't quick to grab to railings. twice in less than a minute.
i had a conversation with the couple sitting opposite me on the train about tired legs and taking naps on buses and trains.
afterwhich i headed to coffeebean@vivo to wait for the boy whereby my phone died on me and i had to borrow a fellow human bean's phone to send a text msg, leading to yet another random conversation.
crazy.
mama told me as a kid never to talk to strangers.
you know what they say, about women having to speak 20, 000 words a day? i think i was suffering from a lack of interaction from walking around on my own the whole day.
hence i have come to a decision - the job hunt shall begin!
August 10, 2008
July 14, 2008
wedding bells
saturday was jasmine's wedding solemnisation at raffles town club. it was a sweet and simple affair with friends and relatives. the groom was so jumpy and nervous i swear if my contact lenses weren't blurry i would probably see beads of cold sweat all over his forehead.
twas great to be able to share their joy at this once in a lifetime event. oh i'm simply love weddings. all the love going around...just makes my heart melt!
MRS. YEO
love the two shots above. the tenderness and love, all captured by a snapshot.
finally, MR AND MRS YEO!
the ring pillow is so adorable! two bears embracing atop a satin cushion.
bride, groom, and family members.
jasmine and i! i'm so happy for her! she's my role model for living a good life. always simple, contented, but not complacent.
szeying! from the next door class in secondary school
my favourite boy. hugs kisses hugs kisses hugs kisses hugs. XOXO!
yap!
my twinnie vase
my favourite shot of the day! ryan in the far corner, yap and twinnie. the shot's of a reflection of us in the mirrored table.
saturday was jasmine's wedding solemnisation at raffles town club. it was a sweet and simple affair with friends and relatives. the groom was so jumpy and nervous i swear if my contact lenses weren't blurry i would probably see beads of cold sweat all over his forehead.
twas great to be able to share their joy at this once in a lifetime event. oh i'm simply love weddings. all the love going around...just makes my heart melt!
MRS. YEO
love the two shots above. the tenderness and love, all captured by a snapshot.
finally, MR AND MRS YEO!
the ring pillow is so adorable! two bears embracing atop a satin cushion.
bride, groom, and family members.
jasmine and i! i'm so happy for her! she's my role model for living a good life. always simple, contented, but not complacent.
szeying! from the next door class in secondary school
my favourite boy. hugs kisses hugs kisses hugs kisses hugs. XOXO!
yap!
my twinnie vase
my favourite shot of the day! ryan in the far corner, yap and twinnie. the shot's of a reflection of us in the mirrored table.
July 12, 2008
sushi treat from the mothership
the thing about going out with parents is it's always allexpensespaid. so sushi lunch last monday with my mum was very good to the pocket. MY pocket. i fathom such days aren't gonna last much longer...the gear's gonna be put to reverse in time to come. BOOOOOOOO.
my brother, still obviously half-asleep at 2pm in the afternoon. boys can fall asleep EVERYWHERE. i don't get it.
ooooo salmon sashimi. i'm always ready to cheat on ryanie and have an affair with salmon sashimi. looking at the picture just makes me hungry. GEE.
notice my brother was STILL sleepy after he was done with the food.
the thing about going out with parents is it's always allexpensespaid. so sushi lunch last monday with my mum was very good to the pocket. MY pocket. i fathom such days aren't gonna last much longer...the gear's gonna be put to reverse in time to come. BOOOOOOOO.
my brother, still obviously half-asleep at 2pm in the afternoon. boys can fall asleep EVERYWHERE. i don't get it.
ooooo salmon sashimi. i'm always ready to cheat on ryanie and have an affair with salmon sashimi. looking at the picture just makes me hungry. GEE.
notice my brother was STILL sleepy after he was done with the food.
ryanie time!
it was the 3rd time i headed to ikea within a week. i brought along ryan my carrier man to lug things home for me. BIG KISS. i'd still be stuck in ikea with my knickknacks otherwise.
ryan being patriotic... came up with his own esplanade.
who buys these stuff? actually we saw alot of it in the trolley's and shopping bags at the check-out. ah, one man's meat its another man's poison.
it was the 3rd time i headed to ikea within a week. i brought along ryan my carrier man to lug things home for me. BIG KISS. i'd still be stuck in ikea with my knickknacks otherwise.
ryan being patriotic... came up with his own esplanade.
who buys these stuff? actually we saw alot of it in the trolley's and shopping bags at the check-out. ah, one man's meat its another man's poison.
unfateful miscalculation has resulted in a fringe that's ONE INCH ABOVE MY EYEBROWS. so my dearest friends, be gracious when you see me. i don't always look like an idiot. please try to be discreet in laughter.
sigh. i'm the new comic.
the beloved has offered to buy me a nice white cap so we'll be heading to town after jasmine's wedding. hairband donations are welcomed.
sigh. i'm the new comic.
the beloved has offered to buy me a nice white cap so we'll be heading to town after jasmine's wedding. hairband donations are welcomed.
July 01, 2008
where will you be 5 years from now?
over our milk tea and ice blended lychee, bestie and i pondered over the subject of where we'll all be 5 years from now. i told her i'd probably be getting my botox jab for sagging eyelids and cheeks. we wondered about who we'd still be in contact with, who would be missing and untraceable and laughed at those who have already gone missing.
on a more serious note, 5 years from now, i hope to find happiness and contentment, where even bad days won't get me down. i've been working on it this year and i think i'm getting there. i keep text messages from loverboy in my handphone inbox and they keep me smiling when i'm feeling a little out of sorts.
i think i've found the answer to my love for ryan lion. he keeps me balanced. he's made me a better person.
over our milk tea and ice blended lychee, bestie and i pondered over the subject of where we'll all be 5 years from now. i told her i'd probably be getting my botox jab for sagging eyelids and cheeks. we wondered about who we'd still be in contact with, who would be missing and untraceable and laughed at those who have already gone missing.
on a more serious note, 5 years from now, i hope to find happiness and contentment, where even bad days won't get me down. i've been working on it this year and i think i'm getting there. i keep text messages from loverboy in my handphone inbox and they keep me smiling when i'm feeling a little out of sorts.
i think i've found the answer to my love for ryan lion. he keeps me balanced. he's made me a better person.
June 29, 2008
lions go ROAR!
i had a most awesome weekend with ryanie with a late night movie (WANTED), our fish soup routine and a walk along the mt. faber trail...followed by a sushi dinner with my 2 plates of salmon sashimimimimimi no doubt, before ending the night with sinfully chocolatey icecreamy.
the archs in the late afternoon.
the henderson waves bridge and a ball of orange flowers near the jewelbox.
here's where ryan surrendered to his aching knees and we sat watching the cable cars go by. whee.
byebye. haha! i have nice legs here... but ONLY here. why!!!!!!!! )))):
and when i was awakened by his morning kiss before he headed home, i couldn't bare to let him go. i just wanted to lie in bed and hold his hand. there's nothing that makes me feel better than knowing that i can do anything i want, dress in my most grubby clothes, snatching the tub of ben&jerry's from him and insisting that it's ALL MINE and none's his, and still be loved by him the very most-est.
i love you the very most-est too. (((:
i had a most awesome weekend with ryanie with a late night movie (WANTED), our fish soup routine and a walk along the mt. faber trail...followed by a sushi dinner with my 2 plates of salmon sashimimimimimi no doubt, before ending the night with sinfully chocolatey icecreamy.
the archs in the late afternoon.
the henderson waves bridge and a ball of orange flowers near the jewelbox.
here's where ryan surrendered to his aching knees and we sat watching the cable cars go by. whee.
byebye. haha! i have nice legs here... but ONLY here. why!!!!!!!! )))):
and when i was awakened by his morning kiss before he headed home, i couldn't bare to let him go. i just wanted to lie in bed and hold his hand. there's nothing that makes me feel better than knowing that i can do anything i want, dress in my most grubby clothes, snatching the tub of ben&jerry's from him and insisting that it's ALL MINE and none's his, and still be loved by him the very most-est.
i love you the very most-est too. (((:
we're going to the zoo zoo zoo, how bout you you you?
got dragged to the zoo in my intoxicated stupor by my mum on thursday. i convinced myself that staying at home was no way to get rid of my exam butt. so there i was in my shorts and slippers, pushing a 12kg baby in her pram all around the zoo. i was thankfully spared from the stench of the hippos due to my blocked nose.
my trip to the zoo was exciting. sitting on the bench, watching my niece terrorize two ang-moh kids in the play pool at the children's world, bird shit droppings missed me by an inch.
on the walk out of the zoo, monkey pee dribbled down just in front of us.
and as i was passing thru the exit, i picked up a dollar!!!
should have bought 4D.
got dragged to the zoo in my intoxicated stupor by my mum on thursday. i convinced myself that staying at home was no way to get rid of my exam butt. so there i was in my shorts and slippers, pushing a 12kg baby in her pram all around the zoo. i was thankfully spared from the stench of the hippos due to my blocked nose.
my trip to the zoo was exciting. sitting on the bench, watching my niece terrorize two ang-moh kids in the play pool at the children's world, bird shit droppings missed me by an inch.
on the walk out of the zoo, monkey pee dribbled down just in front of us.
and as i was passing thru the exit, i picked up a dollar!!!
should have bought 4D.
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