Back to a night in late 2011, Christmas Eve, that Love Actually party at one of my friends’ house.
I was there like, 2 hours before it began, and still most things were kinda undone. An unfamiliar face gave me a good first impression by helping me to bring my motorbike inside the front yard (grateful for that). Not until later, that I knew he was Jiang, lovely guy, just not for girls with fainted heart. I remember we were clearly assigned in groups, baking, decorating and miscellaneous team. However, the disorder in front of me didn’t really show that. There were several folks concentrating on handicraft, some tried to boss up and show up behind the stove – with attitude, and some were simply lost (like me). Well the hostess was not be blamed at, since she’s already gone wired with all the baking mess at every corner of the house. Actually I had a compassion with her mom. Tsk tsk…
Anyway, I didn’t let myself be neglected for too long, just role my sleeves up and get in some thing – anything. Like drawing cookies with melted chocolate, sounds good huh? Not as easy as it sounded. The chocolate was passed around through several amateur hands until it’s dripping onto the carpet, then people started to panic and jumped like monkeys! A quick-thinker got the idea of using lemon to clean it up (in order words, it’s ME). And so the lovely guy mentioned above and I did some kick-ass job of cleaning up the choco mess! Just a side kick, I was supposed to be in the baking team, but some how the little kitchen was congested with some Know-how ladies so I’d better just step out of their way.
Haflt an hour or so, the balloons arrived, surprisingly beautiful and festive-ful. And guess what, our lomo photos would be attached to each balloon to represent the presense of that person that night! Innovative, right? I know, and so soon enough, the whole ceiling was fool of red balloons!
The preparation process was pushed up a little bit as the time was running short. Most of the food have been finished, but to be frank, they didn’t taste as good as they look, or may I say, they didn’t look apetizing at all… The cookies ended up plain and rockie (I mean it). Red velvet (or whatever they might call a simple choco cupcake!?) turned out to be super dried and hard. Conversely, mango tarts were like mushy purée on top of falling-apart pastry base. Tiramisu cups might have saved the day had they been a tart richer in flavour. Salad was like those washed and boiled veggies put on the plate, no seasoning, no flavouring, too less sauce on top of too much lettuce quickly bored people. The soup and appetizers lifted the spirit a bit, but again, cold food could never receive any exceptional compliments. Oh and I didn’t taste the savoury pastry at all as I thought it’s enough …
We had an exotice camellia with half-blooded features inherited from Vietnamese mom and Morrocan Dad. She’s gorgeous with simple dress-up and natural make-up! I admired and envied at the same time with her slender legs and transparent skin. Well you know, there’s always someone like those at some point of your life that makes you feel less confident in yourself and sets the new benchmark for future self-satisfaction…
The party commenced 1 hour and a half late. Gotta understand as there were only two dressing rooms for a bunch of, like 8 kittens? Some were lazy wall flowers with the least makeup possible, while some spent more than half a decade to pile up powder and waste other’s time.Meanwhile, the scene was awkward: Jiang and Meow butter up the Camelia and showed up their gross english. While the guys wondering aimlessly around the living room, hoping to find something more interesting to do rather than sitting there and putting up with the unbearable conversation of the threesome.Well, anyway the party started happily with us mingling, getting to know each other. We all would circle up with Jiang at the centre, did somes ice-breaker by introducing each other, and took group photos in freaky and fun styles =D.
Personally thinking, Dab and I were not in the best condition possible to even start any conversation, just some casual requests like drinks, borrowing this and that. That’s it, and I didn’t expect much though. We no longer had anything in common, all he did were being nonsense and mocking me; jumping into my throat at anytime to bring me down. But whatsoever, don’t really bother me much.
An became everybody’s muse, she’s nice and kind but somehow that’s the closest we can get. Two different words never collide together, just got it that way. ..
So the party slipped away as people talked in small groups. Nothing special until the great toast of the night, as a tradition in the movie “love actually”. We would turn on the theme song, bro Nghia – our bartender (forget Dab, his mouth is always bigger than his capacity) prepared a special drink for us where we all had to bang it hard in one shot to bring the bubble out and bottom up at once! Then we will exchange hugs and scream Merry Christmas to our heart content. All were recorded on camera and really brought me some excitement, like yay, my hug hunger has finally been subsided !
We got a little too over the top though, considered throwing all the cups in the air and clean up the mess on the floor afterwards, but it’s fun and warm up the atmostphere a lot. Next, dim the light, gather up and put your hands in the air, we were ready for the acoustic show. Meow was totally a super star of the night, not only was he so talented with all the instruments but also he was given the sexiest voice I’ve ever heard. So glad at last I gotta hear his voice in live… What a magical moment, when you know somebody’s melody could move your heart so tenderly…
The night was a not as expected (perhaps our expectation was just too high) yet it managed to be successful, I believe, In a spiritour way. We had each other company in a night where singlehood used to be about lonesome and eating ramen cups. The food was not the best but it’s perfectly prepared with our friends’ love and hard work. The decoration was ordinary but the ideas behind it were exceptionally great. We had fun, joy and new friendship. To me, it’s already enough for a merry christmas…
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Crap
I swear if I could slam her face and shouted SHUT the F up! I would, coz I can hold it any longer
I dont know what she was doing anymore. She couldnt solve a single thing from the existing issues, only brought more oil to the heat! D. At first, I was fooled by her nice and kind cover, now I got it. What i can see everyday is her faking mask, lazy stalking around, killing time by reading magazines and other stuff, instead of helping us pick up the phone. This is really too much!!! Thanks to her kindness, my reputation is going down down down way too deep now. She made me look like an idiot in front of the whole team. I agree that I might be absent minded not seeing the match stick next to the cake. But hei, it's you who put it inside the cake box, and put the box cover on top of it. How was I supposed to know that its there in the first place? And then the training case, cant express how mad I was at the conference access, you were helping us by making it worse! We were having all the right pieces until you came and screwed them up. Now i looked like a shamefull piece of shit in the management's eyes! Damit, I just hate how the day started...
I dont know what she was doing anymore. She couldnt solve a single thing from the existing issues, only brought more oil to the heat! D. At first, I was fooled by her nice and kind cover, now I got it. What i can see everyday is her faking mask, lazy stalking around, killing time by reading magazines and other stuff, instead of helping us pick up the phone. This is really too much!!! Thanks to her kindness, my reputation is going down down down way too deep now. She made me look like an idiot in front of the whole team. I agree that I might be absent minded not seeing the match stick next to the cake. But hei, it's you who put it inside the cake box, and put the box cover on top of it. How was I supposed to know that its there in the first place? And then the training case, cant express how mad I was at the conference access, you were helping us by making it worse! We were having all the right pieces until you came and screwed them up. Now i looked like a shamefull piece of shit in the management's eyes! Damit, I just hate how the day started...
Sunday, October 2, 2011
02 October!!
A rare exciting Sunday it was which has not been around for as long as I could remember,though disguised with the grey gloomy sky in the morning as if a typhoon was coming. Nevertheless, the sun came and shone through the day, dry my clothes and fill my pot of happiness seamlessly!
I decided to make a call first to 2 important boys at the moment of my life. Hubby and Him. The conversation between Hubby and I was not as awkward as I thought, perhaps I exaggerated it. He seemed normal, everything seemed fine over there with him. I could tell he’s not over me yet, but he’s handling it quite well. Lots of works does a good thing to him, I guess. We managed to say goodbye without any arguments, something I havent seen for a while…
The entertainment part happened in the second call. Honestly, I got His number like days ago, but attempt of calling him was paid off. Nobody picked up or even bother calling back. So never mind, I didn’t wait at all. And this time it miraculously, somehow that he picked up and for the first time, I heard his real voice. How to put it, the initial impression wasn’t that good. His didn’t sound as good as Hubby’s. Or perhaps I was used to Hubby’s and trying to be difficult on him? Whatever, the talk kicked off a bit unusual. I was in control entirely, from the beginning to the very end. You know what was the funniest part, his actual response in a few early minutes was only :”Da, da”!!! That bursted me off, man!! But guess what, I hung up the call with a date in the evening, fruitful or not? Wait and see!
I didn’t mention the actual time for my visit, just gave him a hint of late noon. And I got out of the house around 6, quite late I guess. Just wanted to make sure I look good, no play for first impression huh. Then I raced to the 27th of Nguyen Dinh Chieu. I was a bit confused with the exact location, thanks to the vendor woman who told me it’s Non La restaurant, which offered a la carte countryside food by the way. I was standing in front of the restaurant and turning around like an idiot while asking him on the phone where the hell he was. Amusing enough to be recognized first by him from not very afar: Bread and Roses bakery house!!! Ok, now the story began to be exciting, he waved at me when I got my bike there, and honestly, shame on me, I got quite a little starstrucked!! :) I mean oh c’mon, he’s cute as a M&M cookie, obviously, who can deny it. But the first thing crossed my mind was: Hold on, wasn’t this the place Yuu used to work before, could there be any behind the scene fun facts to be discovered? And bingo, we got tons!!! There were not really great co-lleagues ;) Later on, during a girl talk with Yuu, I found out he’s quite bossy at work and doesn’t really cooperate with other well. However, that part is later on, after I got home.
Right at that moment, all I saw was a cute shy guy sitting next to me and looking at me in the eyes as if he wanted to read every single word I was about to say. Now that’s really charming of him. Girls love attention, as always. And his deed of keeping his hands busy with pulling up and down the month promotion which cover the flower vase couldn’t be less adorable. It showed his nerves, and perhaps butterflies when he’s talking to me. Within minutes, it felt like we have known each other for a long time, and everything came naturally. He recommended items from the menu, I followed up accordingly. A few questions here and there, some jokes were thrown in, and yup, we kinda made everything happen to the best possible plot of a high rating rom-com. He seemed like a sweet and nice guy, with a damn lovable falsed tooth that enhanced his natural charm. The only thing held me back was his voice, it’s monotone and untrusted, but well, not really crucial in the beginning stage I guess. We’ll see how it goes.
It was a surprise to find out the owner of the place was Sis Uyen – who is our lovely pastry lady, has always support us for birthday cakes so far. She was the one who gave me his name the first time when I asked and the second time was his phone number. Both happened in the staff passage, could it be that accidentally? Man, now everything’s freakishly linked!!!! Wasn’t the world too small, so they said? All these occurrences kinda drove me nuts with the highest level of adrenaline in my vein now!!!! I just couldn’t stop thinking about how crazy and amazing life could be!!!
Leave that self-thought aside, we did have a good night, with a couple of side calls to Yuu to spice it up. You know, like I was doing some sort of adventurous mission and delivering signal back and forth to the central office. It’s so much fun, I love this stuff!!!
Poor the lovely guy, kept sit and stand to finish his job. I was a bit off with his attitude that nobody here can make noise with him spending a little time with his friend during working hour. Personally, I worried that it could be troublesome if someone reported this to his boss. But again, none of my business. He seemed friendly and frank too, we found out our homes were kinda near each other, somewhere around Phu Lam Park. Ok not bad. There were some side fun facts like he could drink up to 4 glasses of milk just in the morning or, how inconsistent the beverage station could be during peak hours!! We talked like for an hour or so and I left so that he could go back and continue with his pending works. Quite a gentleman for him to pay my bill, and I assumed I owed him a café back in coming days. I didn’t leave him the chance to say goodbye to me, coz I was scared I could lose my grip. So I’d better just vanish first. It’s a good night though!!!
I decided to make a call first to 2 important boys at the moment of my life. Hubby and Him. The conversation between Hubby and I was not as awkward as I thought, perhaps I exaggerated it. He seemed normal, everything seemed fine over there with him. I could tell he’s not over me yet, but he’s handling it quite well. Lots of works does a good thing to him, I guess. We managed to say goodbye without any arguments, something I havent seen for a while…
The entertainment part happened in the second call. Honestly, I got His number like days ago, but attempt of calling him was paid off. Nobody picked up or even bother calling back. So never mind, I didn’t wait at all. And this time it miraculously, somehow that he picked up and for the first time, I heard his real voice. How to put it, the initial impression wasn’t that good. His didn’t sound as good as Hubby’s. Or perhaps I was used to Hubby’s and trying to be difficult on him? Whatever, the talk kicked off a bit unusual. I was in control entirely, from the beginning to the very end. You know what was the funniest part, his actual response in a few early minutes was only :”Da, da”!!! That bursted me off, man!! But guess what, I hung up the call with a date in the evening, fruitful or not? Wait and see!
I didn’t mention the actual time for my visit, just gave him a hint of late noon. And I got out of the house around 6, quite late I guess. Just wanted to make sure I look good, no play for first impression huh. Then I raced to the 27th of Nguyen Dinh Chieu. I was a bit confused with the exact location, thanks to the vendor woman who told me it’s Non La restaurant, which offered a la carte countryside food by the way. I was standing in front of the restaurant and turning around like an idiot while asking him on the phone where the hell he was. Amusing enough to be recognized first by him from not very afar: Bread and Roses bakery house!!! Ok, now the story began to be exciting, he waved at me when I got my bike there, and honestly, shame on me, I got quite a little starstrucked!! :) I mean oh c’mon, he’s cute as a M&M cookie, obviously, who can deny it. But the first thing crossed my mind was: Hold on, wasn’t this the place Yuu used to work before, could there be any behind the scene fun facts to be discovered? And bingo, we got tons!!! There were not really great co-lleagues ;) Later on, during a girl talk with Yuu, I found out he’s quite bossy at work and doesn’t really cooperate with other well. However, that part is later on, after I got home.
Right at that moment, all I saw was a cute shy guy sitting next to me and looking at me in the eyes as if he wanted to read every single word I was about to say. Now that’s really charming of him. Girls love attention, as always. And his deed of keeping his hands busy with pulling up and down the month promotion which cover the flower vase couldn’t be less adorable. It showed his nerves, and perhaps butterflies when he’s talking to me. Within minutes, it felt like we have known each other for a long time, and everything came naturally. He recommended items from the menu, I followed up accordingly. A few questions here and there, some jokes were thrown in, and yup, we kinda made everything happen to the best possible plot of a high rating rom-com. He seemed like a sweet and nice guy, with a damn lovable falsed tooth that enhanced his natural charm. The only thing held me back was his voice, it’s monotone and untrusted, but well, not really crucial in the beginning stage I guess. We’ll see how it goes.
It was a surprise to find out the owner of the place was Sis Uyen – who is our lovely pastry lady, has always support us for birthday cakes so far. She was the one who gave me his name the first time when I asked and the second time was his phone number. Both happened in the staff passage, could it be that accidentally? Man, now everything’s freakishly linked!!!! Wasn’t the world too small, so they said? All these occurrences kinda drove me nuts with the highest level of adrenaline in my vein now!!!! I just couldn’t stop thinking about how crazy and amazing life could be!!!
Leave that self-thought aside, we did have a good night, with a couple of side calls to Yuu to spice it up. You know, like I was doing some sort of adventurous mission and delivering signal back and forth to the central office. It’s so much fun, I love this stuff!!!
Poor the lovely guy, kept sit and stand to finish his job. I was a bit off with his attitude that nobody here can make noise with him spending a little time with his friend during working hour. Personally, I worried that it could be troublesome if someone reported this to his boss. But again, none of my business. He seemed friendly and frank too, we found out our homes were kinda near each other, somewhere around Phu Lam Park. Ok not bad. There were some side fun facts like he could drink up to 4 glasses of milk just in the morning or, how inconsistent the beverage station could be during peak hours!! We talked like for an hour or so and I left so that he could go back and continue with his pending works. Quite a gentleman for him to pay my bill, and I assumed I owed him a café back in coming days. I didn’t leave him the chance to say goodbye to me, coz I was scared I could lose my grip. So I’d better just vanish first. It’s a good night though!!!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
06/09/2011 - Yin & yang
Trust me, it’s not gonna be the most exciting day yet, but it was indeed one of the most memorable day, in my working life. Imagine it started with a huge embarrassment in the middle of morning briefing. I mistook a hotel tour from 06 Sep to 02 Sep, which was humiliating for sure!!! And worst of all, Ms Courtenay was there, I must have brought her down down down…
Well the rest of the day involved with all sorts of running. Nothing was exciting enough to heat up the day, until lunch time. Guess what, I was about to leave when I caught him at the line waiting for his food. Sometimes I really think it does tons of good just to lay back a bit here and there. At least it gave me opportunities to get what was least expected! He was cute, as ever. But hei, did I just receive a glance from him. Well, I couldn’t tell, but I felt something unusual in his smile, it’s brighter than usual, much much brighter and bigger. I didn’t pay that much attention. Things only heated up when I went down to pastry kitchen. Hollywood, believe or not, I was fully trapped in the goddamn scam of the pastry team. I should have got the hint when the team leader asked me to fill in the date of delivery of the cake. She had never asked me to do so!!! Where the haze could I get a pen. Oh yeah, another guy told me the source, which was a pen held conveniently on his arm!!!! Damn, and still I didn’t quite get what was going on. So the story went on, I wrote down the date, returned the pen. And that was when it reached climax!!! The whole pastry refused to take it, they kinda babeled altogether at the same time like: She’s gonna put it below her pillow and dream about him, or she’s gonna hold it tight day and night, or stuff like that. Man, I was in deep shit!!! I couldn’t find a way to help myself but standing there, watching my face turning into ketchup color. I was insisting to return the pen when somebody commented:” Need his phone number, he could give you!!!” Gosh, it’s like a whole world was laughing in my face!! And all I gotta do is to dig a whole and jump down, sitting there like forever!!!!
I didn’t quite remember the exit part. Like I ran away as fast as possible or something like that. Well, who cares anymore. I knew it!! I should have realized it the moment everything just started and could have reacted differently, instead of acting like an airhead, blushing red bean!! I could have just turned around after that mean joke, and casually said something like: “what, really, I can take this pen? That handsome guy must be really lucky today to have his pen belongs to this pretty girl” Oh never mind, what bugs me was the entire kitchen already knew my tip top secret, how should I face them the next time? Part of me wanna get his phone number, the other part argued that why must I take the first move? It’s so confusing, it’s so hard, I hate it most when things turned out this complicated!!!Ashhh
Later in the afternoon, there was Weekly Sales meeting followed up. Okay, now this was where the steam coming from. We were reviewing out T&Cs regarding event setups in our ballroom: How to prevent damage and communication methods among related departments in order to protect our properties and client’s interests. Some elaborate setups with huge backdrops like today’s Hennessy dinner could cost us greatly in terms of our in house interior as well as everybody’s general safety, since they covered the exit doors. Worst yet, there was also a concern about tearing down timing whether it’d be enough before the next morning’s meeting from another big group. So we kinda had a very constructive discussion with Director of F&B – Phillip and F&B Manager too. There were lots of questions and difficulty raised from the Events Sales team, like how we are going to explain to clients about all of these in house rules and regulations, how to ask them for compensation should there is a case arising. We were also introduced to the Client Event organized this 26 Sep to introduce potential clients with the sales department’s new members coming soon. The entire 2-hour-meeting was a real debate on fire. Never before had I seen so much statements and diverse points of view like such!! Really worth learning and understanding. Furthermore, Courtenay also informed us about the upcoming Smartselling 1 for us – all newcomers. So exciting, I cant wait for it!!!!
So end of the day, I was completely exhausted from overwhelming ups and downs of my emotional scales in all aspects of work life balance! But a jelly moon cake lying beautifully inside the kitchen was a nice touch to end the day. I was so eager to try it, just to realized it’s actually not as such a big deal as I thought. Perhaps my expectation was too high, or the cake just simply didn’t make any grade at all. Whatever, I’m still grateful to my 6th auntie-in-law, she’s just awesome in every way, so that my life could be better in some way or another~~
PS: Come to think about it now, the kind of feeling I had when I was tricked by the kitchen team, was rather like when I first met you. The similar blush, butterflies in stomach, and skipping a heart beat. And yeah, it happened at the kitchen too, to a kitchen member too. Why must it be so, dear? Like destiny or what, I didn’t mean to cheat on you or anything. Sometimes my minds just couldn’t keep my heart from following what it wants to do….
Well the rest of the day involved with all sorts of running. Nothing was exciting enough to heat up the day, until lunch time. Guess what, I was about to leave when I caught him at the line waiting for his food. Sometimes I really think it does tons of good just to lay back a bit here and there. At least it gave me opportunities to get what was least expected! He was cute, as ever. But hei, did I just receive a glance from him. Well, I couldn’t tell, but I felt something unusual in his smile, it’s brighter than usual, much much brighter and bigger. I didn’t pay that much attention. Things only heated up when I went down to pastry kitchen. Hollywood, believe or not, I was fully trapped in the goddamn scam of the pastry team. I should have got the hint when the team leader asked me to fill in the date of delivery of the cake. She had never asked me to do so!!! Where the haze could I get a pen. Oh yeah, another guy told me the source, which was a pen held conveniently on his arm!!!! Damn, and still I didn’t quite get what was going on. So the story went on, I wrote down the date, returned the pen. And that was when it reached climax!!! The whole pastry refused to take it, they kinda babeled altogether at the same time like: She’s gonna put it below her pillow and dream about him, or she’s gonna hold it tight day and night, or stuff like that. Man, I was in deep shit!!! I couldn’t find a way to help myself but standing there, watching my face turning into ketchup color. I was insisting to return the pen when somebody commented:” Need his phone number, he could give you!!!” Gosh, it’s like a whole world was laughing in my face!! And all I gotta do is to dig a whole and jump down, sitting there like forever!!!!
I didn’t quite remember the exit part. Like I ran away as fast as possible or something like that. Well, who cares anymore. I knew it!! I should have realized it the moment everything just started and could have reacted differently, instead of acting like an airhead, blushing red bean!! I could have just turned around after that mean joke, and casually said something like: “what, really, I can take this pen? That handsome guy must be really lucky today to have his pen belongs to this pretty girl” Oh never mind, what bugs me was the entire kitchen already knew my tip top secret, how should I face them the next time? Part of me wanna get his phone number, the other part argued that why must I take the first move? It’s so confusing, it’s so hard, I hate it most when things turned out this complicated!!!Ashhh
Later in the afternoon, there was Weekly Sales meeting followed up. Okay, now this was where the steam coming from. We were reviewing out T&Cs regarding event setups in our ballroom: How to prevent damage and communication methods among related departments in order to protect our properties and client’s interests. Some elaborate setups with huge backdrops like today’s Hennessy dinner could cost us greatly in terms of our in house interior as well as everybody’s general safety, since they covered the exit doors. Worst yet, there was also a concern about tearing down timing whether it’d be enough before the next morning’s meeting from another big group. So we kinda had a very constructive discussion with Director of F&B – Phillip and F&B Manager too. There were lots of questions and difficulty raised from the Events Sales team, like how we are going to explain to clients about all of these in house rules and regulations, how to ask them for compensation should there is a case arising. We were also introduced to the Client Event organized this 26 Sep to introduce potential clients with the sales department’s new members coming soon. The entire 2-hour-meeting was a real debate on fire. Never before had I seen so much statements and diverse points of view like such!! Really worth learning and understanding. Furthermore, Courtenay also informed us about the upcoming Smartselling 1 for us – all newcomers. So exciting, I cant wait for it!!!!
So end of the day, I was completely exhausted from overwhelming ups and downs of my emotional scales in all aspects of work life balance! But a jelly moon cake lying beautifully inside the kitchen was a nice touch to end the day. I was so eager to try it, just to realized it’s actually not as such a big deal as I thought. Perhaps my expectation was too high, or the cake just simply didn’t make any grade at all. Whatever, I’m still grateful to my 6th auntie-in-law, she’s just awesome in every way, so that my life could be better in some way or another~~
PS: Come to think about it now, the kind of feeling I had when I was tricked by the kitchen team, was rather like when I first met you. The similar blush, butterflies in stomach, and skipping a heart beat. And yeah, it happened at the kitchen too, to a kitchen member too. Why must it be so, dear? Like destiny or what, I didn’t mean to cheat on you or anything. Sometimes my minds just couldn’t keep my heart from following what it wants to do….
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Night before holidays begin
Yeah, to be precise, it's the 1st of September, right before our National day!!!
We were so excited, not merely for the public holiday itself but for the Karaoke Champion Night coming up. At the bottom line, it was organized to farewell Sis Hoa, who was going to leave us on the 5th to join Happy land with sis Linh. However, the fact that it has been a long time the whole team havent been to any KTV and this chance miraculously happened to cure that quest XD. And Ms Courtenay accepted the invitation too.
Work life has been awful and awesome at some points of time. One day, I was caught dead eating guest leftover buffet without permission and right at the public, well it's a shame on me. For yesterday morning, I screwed up the Revenue meeting report with my missing details here and there. It's all about carelessness, I feel bad though, for I have claimed myself a person who pays attention to details and now look at me. Worse yet, this week's sales meeting was a complete boiling point,the drama at peak occurred when we couldnt open Delphi programme in the New boardroom because it was not installed properly. All the way was my improper coordination. Yet Sis Nguyet and Sis Thanh were taking all the blames from the angry birk - Nghi. I was so mad at me, seriously. Coz it's already the third time and I must not afford to let it happen.
All the sadness aside, I have tons of lessons to learn by heart. The bright side of the days stay in those knickknacks that we had. We were well treated those days, fool was always around us, though we didnt ask for them that much. Food from the sales team in Danang, food from Hungry Ghost in Event services dept. Food we ordered out: yogurt, goi cuon and bánh da lợn. All were so yummy, I couldnt resist and yea, so many weights have been recklessly added too TT^TT.
let's go back to the KTV night. At first we met sis Linh, it's such a long time and still her figure was envious as usual, I wonder how... Ms Courtenay was like a spring momentum of the whole night. All the tunes didnt sound so right, but her spirit and unique way of singing them made those songs selected by her seemed like they were made to be sung by her. The atmosphere was exciting, energetic and crazily fun. A new member of the team was also introduced to us, Ms Thao-who will take over wholesale acc. And I was introduced, in shock, to another side of Diem - wild and sexy in a simple way. She's like, smoking hot, no frills, just thrills!Now i understood what made her qualified for the position, not anybody else....
So Courtenay and Nghi picked up some of the 90s, 80s songs that swear to God, I've never even heard of their names, but somehow they were magically familiar to us, so we could sing along with them. Sis Chau was like a super(ficial) star of the whole show with her dancing, expression and all. we loved it so much!!! She really deserved the title of PR leader, no doubt. Sis Thanh indeed had a brilliant voice that impressed us so much, totally opposite with her normal soft husky briefing voice. On the other hand, Truc - the fun girl, seemed to be shy and introvert all night long with not much singing nor dancing, just sit and chillax. Yet she's cute in her innocent outfit, which was somehow converse with her bubbly personality. Sis Nguyet make a duet performance with Courtenay in YMCA. It was so entertaining, we were literally rolling on the floor laughing :)))). Sadly though, she had to leave early for pending work at her office.
The rest of the night ran quiet slowdown after Courtenay made a move. We just gradually calmed down and ended the night jolly together.
In sum, the night was not too long, yet amazingly great. For a moment, we thought we were much closer than we used to be at work. The rest of the team could not make it, but we all know there will always be a next time for us, sooner later :D
We were so excited, not merely for the public holiday itself but for the Karaoke Champion Night coming up. At the bottom line, it was organized to farewell Sis Hoa, who was going to leave us on the 5th to join Happy land with sis Linh. However, the fact that it has been a long time the whole team havent been to any KTV and this chance miraculously happened to cure that quest XD. And Ms Courtenay accepted the invitation too.
Work life has been awful and awesome at some points of time. One day, I was caught dead eating guest leftover buffet without permission and right at the public, well it's a shame on me. For yesterday morning, I screwed up the Revenue meeting report with my missing details here and there. It's all about carelessness, I feel bad though, for I have claimed myself a person who pays attention to details and now look at me. Worse yet, this week's sales meeting was a complete boiling point,the drama at peak occurred when we couldnt open Delphi programme in the New boardroom because it was not installed properly. All the way was my improper coordination. Yet Sis Nguyet and Sis Thanh were taking all the blames from the angry birk - Nghi. I was so mad at me, seriously. Coz it's already the third time and I must not afford to let it happen.
All the sadness aside, I have tons of lessons to learn by heart. The bright side of the days stay in those knickknacks that we had. We were well treated those days, fool was always around us, though we didnt ask for them that much. Food from the sales team in Danang, food from Hungry Ghost in Event services dept. Food we ordered out: yogurt, goi cuon and bánh da lợn. All were so yummy, I couldnt resist and yea, so many weights have been recklessly added too TT^TT.
let's go back to the KTV night. At first we met sis Linh, it's such a long time and still her figure was envious as usual, I wonder how... Ms Courtenay was like a spring momentum of the whole night. All the tunes didnt sound so right, but her spirit and unique way of singing them made those songs selected by her seemed like they were made to be sung by her. The atmosphere was exciting, energetic and crazily fun. A new member of the team was also introduced to us, Ms Thao-who will take over wholesale acc. And I was introduced, in shock, to another side of Diem - wild and sexy in a simple way. She's like, smoking hot, no frills, just thrills!Now i understood what made her qualified for the position, not anybody else....
So Courtenay and Nghi picked up some of the 90s, 80s songs that swear to God, I've never even heard of their names, but somehow they were magically familiar to us, so we could sing along with them. Sis Chau was like a super(ficial) star of the whole show with her dancing, expression and all. we loved it so much!!! She really deserved the title of PR leader, no doubt. Sis Thanh indeed had a brilliant voice that impressed us so much, totally opposite with her normal soft husky briefing voice. On the other hand, Truc - the fun girl, seemed to be shy and introvert all night long with not much singing nor dancing, just sit and chillax. Yet she's cute in her innocent outfit, which was somehow converse with her bubbly personality. Sis Nguyet make a duet performance with Courtenay in YMCA. It was so entertaining, we were literally rolling on the floor laughing :)))). Sadly though, she had to leave early for pending work at her office.
The rest of the night ran quiet slowdown after Courtenay made a move. We just gradually calmed down and ended the night jolly together.
In sum, the night was not too long, yet amazingly great. For a moment, we thought we were much closer than we used to be at work. The rest of the team could not make it, but we all know there will always be a next time for us, sooner later :D
Saturday, August 27, 2011
26th Aug 2011 - A day like this!
It’s been a long time since my last diary pages. I’ve always been like that, never stick with something long enough to make it a good habit. But I guess I gotta get back to this, coz I cant imagine how wasted these days would be if they are not preserved and treasured as much as how meaningful they are to my exciting life!
Especially a day like today!
A mooncake from sis Hoa kicked off the day perfectly. It was very nice of her to bring a tasty mooncake from the store nearby her house to treat us. And it’s indeed was yummy. Not
Too expensive or branded, its simple flavor reminded me that I have not had moon cake for such a long time. During the day, things just went on as usual, except for a ceremony secretly setup by Event service team in the Ballroom for Hungry Ghost festival. Ours was last week, and it was quite neat and formal, yet this one was way more exhilarating, with roasted pork and money, the best part: 2 bottles of wine sitting proudly on the ceremony altar. Our team included me, sis Truc, sis Lily and bro Khanh rushed up to the place in order to get the best deal. It was so hilarious when we already stood by there, each put his hand on the thing we would about to snatch later, almost like we were guarding the offerings against other dealers /snatchers. The second all the ritual ended, the battle began!!! Things were in a chaos, money was floating in the air, in any direction. Fortunately, I grabbed around 60.000VND, bro Khanh and sis Lily each held a bottle of wine with them, the best part was sis Truc with a huge plate of fruits and pau to eat with roasted pork. Sadly, the pork was snatched by the Florist team :( and even more pathetic, when we diplomatically intended to share the plate with the team later for a return of half of the pork, they selfishly had it all for themselves. Ouch, that sucks I know.
But who cares, we got the money and a feast of yogurt for afternoon snack was guaranteed! Plus, we had a full plate of fruits to share and 2 bottles of wine for next week’s KTV night!
Hang on, isn’t it too terrific for a day already? Not yet, wait til around 3pm, and there came another treat from our colleagues from Da Nang Regency. They dropped by to say goodbye to us with a big bag of goodies, fruits again! We were literally stuffed with yogurt (over ordered again) and fruits that afternoon!
There was another event in the evening that brought a brilliant ending to the day. According to schedule, we were supposed to have a MC training class at 37 Han Thuyen. Who knows the lecturer could be that boring, his speech kept going on and on in a pathetic mono tone that rapidly the class reduced to more than half, well, counting us too, one of the runaways. We thought we could have a small chit chat over a cuppa smoothies. Too bad, it’s drizzling outside, plus the other two girls got somebody to pick up later so it ended up bro Minh and I rode around for dinner together. He introduced me to a good food house that offer great authentic Hue’s cuisines: specialty were Banh canh cua and Bun bo Hue. And Hollywood, he was absolutely right, there is one word for the food: Fantastic!!! The stock was flavorful, which blended in so well with sweet shrimps and thick yet elastic rice noodles!!! Completely delicious in every mouthful, together with an A plus for the Bánh nậm dish. What complimented the atmosphere was the waitress of the restaurant, they were all native speakers with made us feel like we’re really in Hue, the voice was way so adorable~~
While we’re over the dining table, there were plenty stories to share between us, about family, childhood, hometown, moon cake festivals and so on. It’s interesting to know we both came from Hue, which means we have tons of things in common: the food, the mindset… Bro Minh at first had a date with his friend at 7.30 but the guy cancelled it so we ended up heading to the Sweet soup house called Chè Mỹ nearby cầu Muối. It was raining cats and dogs, but didn’t bother us that much. This guy is one heck of craziness too, what he said was, I’m anything. So we just rode under the storm like two morons and it’s kinda fun too! A heavy shower rain was flowing down our heads like a waterfall, we screamed to the top of our throat and the max of our speed XD, yet still able to recognize the magnificent beauty of a building next to New World hotel at night. Strips of light going down looked amazingly like shooting stars in the middle of the tropical rain….
We were completely soaked, I was wondering why we put raincoat on after all, since they did not save us from being wet that much. And yet we were still happy to see 2 tall glasses of all-in-one sweet soup for us!!
All and all, it was one of those exciting Fridays that I’ve always felt missing since I’m back in town. Lots of laughs, craziness, fearless and no pressure at ALL!!!
Especially a day like today!
A mooncake from sis Hoa kicked off the day perfectly. It was very nice of her to bring a tasty mooncake from the store nearby her house to treat us. And it’s indeed was yummy. Not
Too expensive or branded, its simple flavor reminded me that I have not had moon cake for such a long time. During the day, things just went on as usual, except for a ceremony secretly setup by Event service team in the Ballroom for Hungry Ghost festival. Ours was last week, and it was quite neat and formal, yet this one was way more exhilarating, with roasted pork and money, the best part: 2 bottles of wine sitting proudly on the ceremony altar. Our team included me, sis Truc, sis Lily and bro Khanh rushed up to the place in order to get the best deal. It was so hilarious when we already stood by there, each put his hand on the thing we would about to snatch later, almost like we were guarding the offerings against other dealers /snatchers. The second all the ritual ended, the battle began!!! Things were in a chaos, money was floating in the air, in any direction. Fortunately, I grabbed around 60.000VND, bro Khanh and sis Lily each held a bottle of wine with them, the best part was sis Truc with a huge plate of fruits and pau to eat with roasted pork. Sadly, the pork was snatched by the Florist team :( and even more pathetic, when we diplomatically intended to share the plate with the team later for a return of half of the pork, they selfishly had it all for themselves. Ouch, that sucks I know.
But who cares, we got the money and a feast of yogurt for afternoon snack was guaranteed! Plus, we had a full plate of fruits to share and 2 bottles of wine for next week’s KTV night!
Hang on, isn’t it too terrific for a day already? Not yet, wait til around 3pm, and there came another treat from our colleagues from Da Nang Regency. They dropped by to say goodbye to us with a big bag of goodies, fruits again! We were literally stuffed with yogurt (over ordered again) and fruits that afternoon!
There was another event in the evening that brought a brilliant ending to the day. According to schedule, we were supposed to have a MC training class at 37 Han Thuyen. Who knows the lecturer could be that boring, his speech kept going on and on in a pathetic mono tone that rapidly the class reduced to more than half, well, counting us too, one of the runaways. We thought we could have a small chit chat over a cuppa smoothies. Too bad, it’s drizzling outside, plus the other two girls got somebody to pick up later so it ended up bro Minh and I rode around for dinner together. He introduced me to a good food house that offer great authentic Hue’s cuisines: specialty were Banh canh cua and Bun bo Hue. And Hollywood, he was absolutely right, there is one word for the food: Fantastic!!! The stock was flavorful, which blended in so well with sweet shrimps and thick yet elastic rice noodles!!! Completely delicious in every mouthful, together with an A plus for the Bánh nậm dish. What complimented the atmosphere was the waitress of the restaurant, they were all native speakers with made us feel like we’re really in Hue, the voice was way so adorable~~
While we’re over the dining table, there were plenty stories to share between us, about family, childhood, hometown, moon cake festivals and so on. It’s interesting to know we both came from Hue, which means we have tons of things in common: the food, the mindset… Bro Minh at first had a date with his friend at 7.30 but the guy cancelled it so we ended up heading to the Sweet soup house called Chè Mỹ nearby cầu Muối. It was raining cats and dogs, but didn’t bother us that much. This guy is one heck of craziness too, what he said was, I’m anything. So we just rode under the storm like two morons and it’s kinda fun too! A heavy shower rain was flowing down our heads like a waterfall, we screamed to the top of our throat and the max of our speed XD, yet still able to recognize the magnificent beauty of a building next to New World hotel at night. Strips of light going down looked amazingly like shooting stars in the middle of the tropical rain….
We were completely soaked, I was wondering why we put raincoat on after all, since they did not save us from being wet that much. And yet we were still happy to see 2 tall glasses of all-in-one sweet soup for us!!
All and all, it was one of those exciting Fridays that I’ve always felt missing since I’m back in town. Lots of laughs, craziness, fearless and no pressure at ALL!!!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
A long ordinary afternoon
These are these thoughts that keep going around my head lately. They are whether I studied the right major, whether I selected the right career, and if there is a way for me to return the hands of time, before having abandoned my childhood interest so fast..
And after I finished my crucial talk to the Director of Sales at the current workplace, it rose up even stronger, it felt like a desire yearning for release, it felt like the deepest cry out from my heart that I couldnt breathe. Right now the ground under my feet is shaking, all ways lead to uncertainty, disinterest and helplessness. I felt worn out, disappointed, disgusted to myself; you know, like I'm a loser, a liar, dumb!! Why couldnt I have stood for myself years ago. If only I could make my voice be heard before I chose to study this goddamn thing called Hospitality, perhaps I wouldn't be in such situation where I dont even know what to do after graduation. Like there's nothing that fits me, like this industry has nothing to do with me. My short temper, impatience and individualism will definitely prevent me from attending or even participating in anything of this whole thing which asks for team work, personal services, tolerance and uniformity. In a minute, I reminisced a quote from Gokinjo Monogatary: "It's boring when verybody looks like pieces of sushi in that black and white uniform." The kinda work that I'm gonna do is, bitterly, would be just the same. Should I put it a full stop right here before I waste any much time on this, or should I just ignore the call and burn myself in a title somewhat might give my high pay with completely no drive to get me up every morning to the office? Dilemma, no escape!! I dnt wanna to see how my parents and relatives would react when I say QUIT? Would things be hellish as they already are now? For better or worse. I fear of responsibilities, gossips and being abandoned. There are so many things out there that I want to do, that my life wouldnt be complete without them. I wanna go exploring places I've never been to, wanna meet people with common interest, wanna write movie scripts, wanna be a great film director, wanna drench myself with limelight for at least once in a lifetime, wanna spend all day long wandering to secret hideaways, small alleys where I can just stand and enjoy the breathtaking landscape or a hidden undescribable beauty. I wanna be inspired and inspiring others... Is such simple thing too hard to attain? I dont know, feel like I was wrong from the start, my life sucks the way it was ruined in my hands!!! Why would I deceive myself that I love arts? Why would I turn away from the fancy window where things i love are being displayed. I understand it better than anyone could....
It's undeniable that Hospitality brought me the opportunities to meet some people otherwise I couldn't if I chose another thing to major at. Like Hubby, and all my college friends, close contacts and even one-time acquaintances. I've had some the extraordinarily unforgettable memories and experiences for the past time. I'm grateful for that, but now I'm lost... Feel as if Im risking myself by walking on an invisible line with eyes shut and i'm not even certified as an amateur acrobat. I love reading, and thinking, and having fun with insane creativity. Now they'll be all gone as long as i'm still stuck in here. I can imagine myself 5 years later from now, still wonder what is it for me in this world im in, buried myself in a room restricted within a cubicle, next to other sushi pieces next to me. We'll be facing each other day by day, talking about the same thing - profit and loss - and the vicious circle would be continued until, i dont know, my head explodes?
That's too depressing and down!! But right now it fits nicely with my gloomy mood. I need to go down to HR and tell them about my decision anyway, another wrong one, I know, but at least it pleased my family. Gosh, everything I do, just so that it could please anyone else but me...
And after I finished my crucial talk to the Director of Sales at the current workplace, it rose up even stronger, it felt like a desire yearning for release, it felt like the deepest cry out from my heart that I couldnt breathe. Right now the ground under my feet is shaking, all ways lead to uncertainty, disinterest and helplessness. I felt worn out, disappointed, disgusted to myself; you know, like I'm a loser, a liar, dumb!! Why couldnt I have stood for myself years ago. If only I could make my voice be heard before I chose to study this goddamn thing called Hospitality, perhaps I wouldn't be in such situation where I dont even know what to do after graduation. Like there's nothing that fits me, like this industry has nothing to do with me. My short temper, impatience and individualism will definitely prevent me from attending or even participating in anything of this whole thing which asks for team work, personal services, tolerance and uniformity. In a minute, I reminisced a quote from Gokinjo Monogatary: "It's boring when verybody looks like pieces of sushi in that black and white uniform." The kinda work that I'm gonna do is, bitterly, would be just the same. Should I put it a full stop right here before I waste any much time on this, or should I just ignore the call and burn myself in a title somewhat might give my high pay with completely no drive to get me up every morning to the office? Dilemma, no escape!! I dnt wanna to see how my parents and relatives would react when I say QUIT? Would things be hellish as they already are now? For better or worse. I fear of responsibilities, gossips and being abandoned. There are so many things out there that I want to do, that my life wouldnt be complete without them. I wanna go exploring places I've never been to, wanna meet people with common interest, wanna write movie scripts, wanna be a great film director, wanna drench myself with limelight for at least once in a lifetime, wanna spend all day long wandering to secret hideaways, small alleys where I can just stand and enjoy the breathtaking landscape or a hidden undescribable beauty. I wanna be inspired and inspiring others... Is such simple thing too hard to attain? I dont know, feel like I was wrong from the start, my life sucks the way it was ruined in my hands!!! Why would I deceive myself that I love arts? Why would I turn away from the fancy window where things i love are being displayed. I understand it better than anyone could....
It's undeniable that Hospitality brought me the opportunities to meet some people otherwise I couldn't if I chose another thing to major at. Like Hubby, and all my college friends, close contacts and even one-time acquaintances. I've had some the extraordinarily unforgettable memories and experiences for the past time. I'm grateful for that, but now I'm lost... Feel as if Im risking myself by walking on an invisible line with eyes shut and i'm not even certified as an amateur acrobat. I love reading, and thinking, and having fun with insane creativity. Now they'll be all gone as long as i'm still stuck in here. I can imagine myself 5 years later from now, still wonder what is it for me in this world im in, buried myself in a room restricted within a cubicle, next to other sushi pieces next to me. We'll be facing each other day by day, talking about the same thing - profit and loss - and the vicious circle would be continued until, i dont know, my head explodes?
That's too depressing and down!! But right now it fits nicely with my gloomy mood. I need to go down to HR and tell them about my decision anyway, another wrong one, I know, but at least it pleased my family. Gosh, everything I do, just so that it could please anyone else but me...
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Green'n'Gorgeous!!!
It's a boiling Saturday, when stepping out felt like stepping into a furnace, literally!!!!
But still I made myself visit 313 cz there's a special event that stirred up my curiosity and excitement at the same time: THE SWAP!!!! The T&Cs is basically you bring some of your pre-loved fashion items (clothes, accessories, shoes, watever) to the event, exchange vouchers and use them to get other equal value finds from others!!! The concept sound familiar? yet I've never atttended any of this kind. So i was eager to see it!!! there I came, the event was held at Sky Terrace, up at level 5 of 313, out of Food republic, outdoor, with greenery and no AC~~~~ As a matter of fact, the heat took its toll. I went there around 3pm, contribute my clothes and all, didnt really qualify the stock available on the racks behind me. Soon, I realised that's the biggest mistake of the day.
After let go the good dear Carlo Rino white bag that I like but never use, my dear brogue that I adore but almost torn, and several pieces that I cherish but dont fit me well at all. Oh yea, and I gotta say goodbye to the Everbest pair of black pumps as well, coz they hurt and not my age to the least. Actually I dont even understand why i bought them in the first place. Getting rid of them was sad but It's the first step to decluttering my closet, or else someday it would drive me nuts.
So I instantly felt lighter after receiving the vouchers of mid-priced and best value from the assistant. Then I headed to the flea market at Scape. Well, that was massive. It extended from the basement to the small trail leading to the mall. Stalls were everywhere, all over. Racks of clothes, tables of accessories and bags and shoes lying on the floor recklessly. It smelled just like a Flea market. Everything was hot, hot and HOT!!! My list include cardigan, a nice bag and great shorts, some tees if they were nice enough. I wandered around for more than 1 hour, came across plenty of nice items, but my meticulous consideration held me back, of the funky purple over size bag from The EXotic twin sisters; the leopard print sheer jacket from the the-blackbeauty; the cute cream fur sling bag at the antique stall; the super cool $12 studded x zipped white cardigan at the front stall; and many more. I didnt get any of them... *sigh* coz what I wanted now is to simplify my life, not to complicate it with excessive unnecessary things. Thus I just left them all behind with pity, promise myself that someday I'm gonna make a lot of money to buy anything I like...
Back to the Green'n'Gorgeous event at sharp 5, I was a bit surprised that not many people participating this. The line was pretty short, and some girls were still contributing their few pieces of watsoever. Then I could truly experience the heat when the number of guests increased. There were two Indonesians, I guess, picked almost all of my items, which made me feel blissful, that my taste was liked by others, more than alot. On my side, I hardly be able to select any, coz the choice was kinda limited. Most items were for women my mom's age, and they were all size L. In the middle of utter boredom, I found a green AE top, an adorable pair of shorts in orange shade, and another feminine green top from Mango, and a cuff with purple sparkling stones. I though that should be enough, bringing too many home would create the same dilemma again. The event had some tiny cupcakes for refreshment. There were around 6-7 kinds, but just tasted plain same and boring. Couldnt bear the speaker from The Face Shop with her utmost dull show, I checked out to proceed to other venues on my list. I was quite happy with what I found already though. And the goodie bag they gave us was kinda cute too, with an organic soap, a recycle small bag, magazine and a bottle of water.
My next location was The Cathay, I wanted to find Catalog mag so I walked around trying to find the distributor. Fortunately enough, I had a chance to observe a moment of rare and juicy odd: One piece of rubber slipper was stuck in the escalator, stretched in a funny way but not as hilarious as the owner's face. The escalator was stopped in order to remove the stupid piece, I bet the guy must feel extremely humiliated when groups of people passing buy, pointed and giggled, and even took photos of it, like I did =))). Poor the fat kid!!!!Even his friend suggested my, do you wanna take photo of the victim?=))))
But still I made myself visit 313 cz there's a special event that stirred up my curiosity and excitement at the same time: THE SWAP!!!! The T&Cs is basically you bring some of your pre-loved fashion items (clothes, accessories, shoes, watever) to the event, exchange vouchers and use them to get other equal value finds from others!!! The concept sound familiar? yet I've never atttended any of this kind. So i was eager to see it!!! there I came, the event was held at Sky Terrace, up at level 5 of 313, out of Food republic, outdoor, with greenery and no AC~~~~ As a matter of fact, the heat took its toll. I went there around 3pm, contribute my clothes and all, didnt really qualify the stock available on the racks behind me. Soon, I realised that's the biggest mistake of the day.
After let go the good dear Carlo Rino white bag that I like but never use, my dear brogue that I adore but almost torn, and several pieces that I cherish but dont fit me well at all. Oh yea, and I gotta say goodbye to the Everbest pair of black pumps as well, coz they hurt and not my age to the least. Actually I dont even understand why i bought them in the first place. Getting rid of them was sad but It's the first step to decluttering my closet, or else someday it would drive me nuts.
So I instantly felt lighter after receiving the vouchers of mid-priced and best value from the assistant. Then I headed to the flea market at Scape. Well, that was massive. It extended from the basement to the small trail leading to the mall. Stalls were everywhere, all over. Racks of clothes, tables of accessories and bags and shoes lying on the floor recklessly. It smelled just like a Flea market. Everything was hot, hot and HOT!!! My list include cardigan, a nice bag and great shorts, some tees if they were nice enough. I wandered around for more than 1 hour, came across plenty of nice items, but my meticulous consideration held me back, of the funky purple over size bag from The EXotic twin sisters; the leopard print sheer jacket from the the-blackbeauty; the cute cream fur sling bag at the antique stall; the super cool $12 studded x zipped white cardigan at the front stall; and many more. I didnt get any of them... *sigh* coz what I wanted now is to simplify my life, not to complicate it with excessive unnecessary things. Thus I just left them all behind with pity, promise myself that someday I'm gonna make a lot of money to buy anything I like...
Back to the Green'n'Gorgeous event at sharp 5, I was a bit surprised that not many people participating this. The line was pretty short, and some girls were still contributing their few pieces of watsoever. Then I could truly experience the heat when the number of guests increased. There were two Indonesians, I guess, picked almost all of my items, which made me feel blissful, that my taste was liked by others, more than alot. On my side, I hardly be able to select any, coz the choice was kinda limited. Most items were for women my mom's age, and they were all size L. In the middle of utter boredom, I found a green AE top, an adorable pair of shorts in orange shade, and another feminine green top from Mango, and a cuff with purple sparkling stones. I though that should be enough, bringing too many home would create the same dilemma again. The event had some tiny cupcakes for refreshment. There were around 6-7 kinds, but just tasted plain same and boring. Couldnt bear the speaker from The Face Shop with her utmost dull show, I checked out to proceed to other venues on my list. I was quite happy with what I found already though. And the goodie bag they gave us was kinda cute too, with an organic soap, a recycle small bag, magazine and a bottle of water.
My next location was The Cathay, I wanted to find Catalog mag so I walked around trying to find the distributor. Fortunately enough, I had a chance to observe a moment of rare and juicy odd: One piece of rubber slipper was stuck in the escalator, stretched in a funny way but not as hilarious as the owner's face. The escalator was stopped in order to remove the stupid piece, I bet the guy must feel extremely humiliated when groups of people passing buy, pointed and giggled, and even took photos of it, like I did =))). Poor the fat kid!!!!Even his friend suggested my, do you wanna take photo of the victim?=))))
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
you'll never know
That I wish we had never met, so that those hurtful words you said would have not given me pains like they are now...
Forever, i'll remember that sound of the slamming door shut behind me, with all of your fieriness and agony, leaving me choked. If only there were other ways to say goodbye than this...
Forever, i'll remember that sound of the slamming door shut behind me, with all of your fieriness and agony, leaving me choked. If only there were other ways to say goodbye than this...
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
She must be crazy!!!
Geeeezzzzzz!!!! THAT HURT DEADLY!!!!
Yea, I dnt even understand myself how could i go out without wearing sneakers, I should have, I should have never exposed any part of my skin to the world, so that people could not have stomped on my foot, made it bled and then swollen like a strawberry NOW!!!!!
I just wanted to check out the drift store in Waterloo street. And It had appeared to be a huge disappointment to me already! I wanted to look around Haji Lane and also ended up with only a mere merchandise. So did I deserve to get this injury on the way back?
I know it's got to do with the increasing crowd of passenger in every single trip I take recently. It has gone on the news, in anybody's mind that this is not good, but why anyone, BUT me had to be suffered from the scenario of this over-population drawback?
I met Adrian and his girlfriend at City Hall station and couldnt continue conversing with them just because of this airhead woman who dared to put on such sharp killing high heels and didnt have control nor confidence over wearing. I was unfortunate enough to be the one standing next to her, and when the god damn train sped up, she just indeliberately gave me a god know how disastrous painful bloody hole on my left foot and rambling something like apologies. I wish at that moment I could have glare at her and stress any single word of this: If Sorry can solve anything, why would we need policeman?
And I gotta get off at Dhoby Ghaut, for i couldnt balance myself with only one leg any longer. I sat there, and burst into tears for my weak hesitancy!!! I lost my voice and my very right to protect myself over this world. I felt pathetic and dispaired, for I couldnt handle well such small matter, how could i become a cool and charming woman like Ra Im ( from Secret Garden). I was weeping for a while, ignorant of people staring at me and entertainment (geeez, how I hate gossips). And so I decided to go home, coz my face had turned so red, i I had continued, i would have burned it. Chilled myself with a pack of yogurt, I went up to seek comfort from Secret garden. It did well and really took away my pain, literally, for the time being. But when i went back to bed, the flaming agony heated me up again +_____+ If only I could break all high heels in this world apart and throw back to their producers, saying that "Now try yourself how sharp this could be a human weapon, thank you very much!!!!"
Yea, I dnt even understand myself how could i go out without wearing sneakers, I should have, I should have never exposed any part of my skin to the world, so that people could not have stomped on my foot, made it bled and then swollen like a strawberry NOW!!!!!
I just wanted to check out the drift store in Waterloo street. And It had appeared to be a huge disappointment to me already! I wanted to look around Haji Lane and also ended up with only a mere merchandise. So did I deserve to get this injury on the way back?
I know it's got to do with the increasing crowd of passenger in every single trip I take recently. It has gone on the news, in anybody's mind that this is not good, but why anyone, BUT me had to be suffered from the scenario of this over-population drawback?
I met Adrian and his girlfriend at City Hall station and couldnt continue conversing with them just because of this airhead woman who dared to put on such sharp killing high heels and didnt have control nor confidence over wearing. I was unfortunate enough to be the one standing next to her, and when the god damn train sped up, she just indeliberately gave me a god know how disastrous painful bloody hole on my left foot and rambling something like apologies. I wish at that moment I could have glare at her and stress any single word of this: If Sorry can solve anything, why would we need policeman?
And I gotta get off at Dhoby Ghaut, for i couldnt balance myself with only one leg any longer. I sat there, and burst into tears for my weak hesitancy!!! I lost my voice and my very right to protect myself over this world. I felt pathetic and dispaired, for I couldnt handle well such small matter, how could i become a cool and charming woman like Ra Im ( from Secret Garden). I was weeping for a while, ignorant of people staring at me and entertainment (geeez, how I hate gossips). And so I decided to go home, coz my face had turned so red, i I had continued, i would have burned it. Chilled myself with a pack of yogurt, I went up to seek comfort from Secret garden. It did well and really took away my pain, literally, for the time being. But when i went back to bed, the flaming agony heated me up again +_____+ If only I could break all high heels in this world apart and throw back to their producers, saying that "Now try yourself how sharp this could be a human weapon, thank you very much!!!!"
Monday, March 7, 2011
Monday of kindness and confectionery
My day started off by deciding not going to school but directly to Chancerlodge in Sims Ave. Initially, I didnt have a clue where was the place, just knew that bus 21 could bring me there. Thus, i got off from Novena and waiting for 21. I came across this very cute penguin printed tee, but it's too oversized, i dropped it.
11 stops sounded pretty far, but actually I got to the place only around 15 mins. It's a hot sunny day. And for my skin's condition sake, i gotta put on long sleeves and trousers which made me perspirated like hell. Mind you, I managed to get there with no sweat. There was this little detail that entertained my mind during the journey: a lady with her sense of style from her bag, which made of tiny bits of plastic gathered together like a piece of lego; and her plastic sneakers with plenty of small holes and no strings attached to them. So far that's the most innovative pair of sneakers/slippers I've ever seen. I dnt know the brand but they're kinda like a modification of converses.
So I asked around and found my way up to level 9 of this tall building called Chancerlodge. Had the owner not called me, I would have thought that company was no longer there. They changed their name, and the first impression the owner gave me was :"dzô đây, dzô đây". OMG, he could speak VNese, and the first thing flashed to my eyes were tons of bottles of this hair oil in the store room. Furthermore on top of the shelf in the corner, several qualifications approved for the oil were written in Vietnamese so clearly =)) I was truely impressed, when he introduced that this brand was really popular among VNese, perhaps we are their main target. When I queried with him about how difficult it was to find this brand in the marketplace, he just laughed at me and explained that because I didnt find the right distribution places. Fine, I already made my way here so it's pointless discussing over it anyway. The drama began when I saw there were only 28$ left in my purse, and each of the bottle cost 14$. What should I do, he already took out 3 bottles for me. The idea of going nearly 1km away to the ATM sounded ridiculous to me. So guess what, the owner sold 2 bottles to me with only 20$!!!! Knowing the fact that one is priced at 25$ in the market!!!!! I was deeply amazed by his deed. I thanked him a lot and happily walked out with two bottles swinging in my hand.
The heat sent signal of hunger to my brain faster than anything. So I decided to withdraw money anyway for some sweet treats, since I just got a good bargain. The ATM was really far far away. Yet I managed to get there with at least 1 cubic sweat! Fine, on the way going back after decided to get another bottle for myself, I bumped into Rochor beancurd house!!!! Totally by chance, I couldnt believe in my eyes, the store was right there, with it's logo smiling at me. A crave for egg tart from the beancurd house that was disclaimed to be one of the best in singapore i just read this morening turned me on. So there I was, sitting among other customers and officers who were enjoying soya products around the shop. It's quite interesting to observe the diversity of this beancurd house's patrons. They were men in suits, aunties, family who drove Volvo and several truck drivers stopped by and took away their favourites from the shop!! It's true there's no bigger passion than food, no matter who you are, there's no class or social status when it comes to food lovers. The egg tart was really good, its richness was just nice to combine with the many layers from the skin, unlike other egg tarts which leave only greasiness and guilt on your tongue.
I thought I should stop there, but not so fast, I passed by another lust from 126 eating house. That's how they called themselves. It should be the first time I saw baked coconut tart in Singapore!!!Indeed, so I wanted to try it deadly, and the place exuded all the potential of good taste, since it's quite old, with this heritage feeling from the interior, the tables, the paintings on the walls and those good old simple pastries on display that took your breath away. So I delightfully walked away with another little cutie coconut tart in my bag, heading straight to Chancerlodge again.
When I saw the owner this time, I asked him first if this would work on me. He simply commented: No promises!! And to demonstrate his words, as well as to show his compassion for my indecisiveness, he gave me one bottle for free, so that I can do a trial by myself!!! That was unbelievable to me!! ON top of that, he even passed me a lemon barley drink, in order to cool me down from the heat when he saw my face terribly dripping sweat. I found that was completely incredibly kind of him to do so. I want to know his name so that I can show my gratitude but he refused to give, just wished me luck in trying that hair oil... What a nice person!
Here comes the ugly truth of the day, I couldnt put up with the itchiness all over my body anymore. So I sought consultations from the Unity's pharmacist and even from the doctor. In the morning, the pharmacist went to a meeting til 3pm. At night, the long queue at the clinic made me wait for almost an hour just to check my condition. It's tiring though, and I really felt like a monkey a whole day. It's itchy, itchy and itchy like HELLL!!!
11 stops sounded pretty far, but actually I got to the place only around 15 mins. It's a hot sunny day. And for my skin's condition sake, i gotta put on long sleeves and trousers which made me perspirated like hell. Mind you, I managed to get there with no sweat. There was this little detail that entertained my mind during the journey: a lady with her sense of style from her bag, which made of tiny bits of plastic gathered together like a piece of lego; and her plastic sneakers with plenty of small holes and no strings attached to them. So far that's the most innovative pair of sneakers/slippers I've ever seen. I dnt know the brand but they're kinda like a modification of converses.
So I asked around and found my way up to level 9 of this tall building called Chancerlodge. Had the owner not called me, I would have thought that company was no longer there. They changed their name, and the first impression the owner gave me was :"dzô đây, dzô đây". OMG, he could speak VNese, and the first thing flashed to my eyes were tons of bottles of this hair oil in the store room. Furthermore on top of the shelf in the corner, several qualifications approved for the oil were written in Vietnamese so clearly =)) I was truely impressed, when he introduced that this brand was really popular among VNese, perhaps we are their main target. When I queried with him about how difficult it was to find this brand in the marketplace, he just laughed at me and explained that because I didnt find the right distribution places. Fine, I already made my way here so it's pointless discussing over it anyway. The drama began when I saw there were only 28$ left in my purse, and each of the bottle cost 14$. What should I do, he already took out 3 bottles for me. The idea of going nearly 1km away to the ATM sounded ridiculous to me. So guess what, the owner sold 2 bottles to me with only 20$!!!! Knowing the fact that one is priced at 25$ in the market!!!!! I was deeply amazed by his deed. I thanked him a lot and happily walked out with two bottles swinging in my hand.
The heat sent signal of hunger to my brain faster than anything. So I decided to withdraw money anyway for some sweet treats, since I just got a good bargain. The ATM was really far far away. Yet I managed to get there with at least 1 cubic sweat! Fine, on the way going back after decided to get another bottle for myself, I bumped into Rochor beancurd house!!!! Totally by chance, I couldnt believe in my eyes, the store was right there, with it's logo smiling at me. A crave for egg tart from the beancurd house that was disclaimed to be one of the best in singapore i just read this morening turned me on. So there I was, sitting among other customers and officers who were enjoying soya products around the shop. It's quite interesting to observe the diversity of this beancurd house's patrons. They were men in suits, aunties, family who drove Volvo and several truck drivers stopped by and took away their favourites from the shop!! It's true there's no bigger passion than food, no matter who you are, there's no class or social status when it comes to food lovers. The egg tart was really good, its richness was just nice to combine with the many layers from the skin, unlike other egg tarts which leave only greasiness and guilt on your tongue.
I thought I should stop there, but not so fast, I passed by another lust from 126 eating house. That's how they called themselves. It should be the first time I saw baked coconut tart in Singapore!!!Indeed, so I wanted to try it deadly, and the place exuded all the potential of good taste, since it's quite old, with this heritage feeling from the interior, the tables, the paintings on the walls and those good old simple pastries on display that took your breath away. So I delightfully walked away with another little cutie coconut tart in my bag, heading straight to Chancerlodge again.
When I saw the owner this time, I asked him first if this would work on me. He simply commented: No promises!! And to demonstrate his words, as well as to show his compassion for my indecisiveness, he gave me one bottle for free, so that I can do a trial by myself!!! That was unbelievable to me!! ON top of that, he even passed me a lemon barley drink, in order to cool me down from the heat when he saw my face terribly dripping sweat. I found that was completely incredibly kind of him to do so. I want to know his name so that I can show my gratitude but he refused to give, just wished me luck in trying that hair oil... What a nice person!
Here comes the ugly truth of the day, I couldnt put up with the itchiness all over my body anymore. So I sought consultations from the Unity's pharmacist and even from the doctor. In the morning, the pharmacist went to a meeting til 3pm. At night, the long queue at the clinic made me wait for almost an hour just to check my condition. It's tiring though, and I really felt like a monkey a whole day. It's itchy, itchy and itchy like HELLL!!!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
So weekend has almost ended
It's Sunday
And I kicked off the day by jogging up the greenery next door - Ang Mo Kio Park. After a kick-assed night staying up to download some eps of Secret garden til 1pm, It's incredible that I still managed to wake up at 8.30 and do some physical activities =)). There was sunshine, and birds chirping, and people meditating around me, I felt so fresh and above all, not alone in this fitness battle. I think I'll make it on a daily basis from now on, to keep fit and stay alert.
So I went out around 3, meeting hubby before heading to Suntec and submit my application forms to both MBS and RWS. Actually I dnt know what I'm doing anymore. I felt like wanna explore my potential in new fields, new working environment yet at the same time dont wanna step out from my comfort zone, which is RP. If I already got accepted by RP, I cant tell if i'd be willing to turn down the offers from the two IRs, life's so difficult.
Leave it aside, i brought hubby to EASB booth, and to my big surprise. He (whom I cant recall name) stood there, the guy who used to work in student service office before. I know it's upset but I cant recall his name. He's kinda close to me. I was having some trouble with student pass at that time, before apply to Rp. Since bumped into him almost every time I went to student service, we usually chit chat a bit over life and work, and so on. Once, he gave me his number just in case I might need his help out of office hours (:S), which happened only once if i'm not wrong. It's a sunny morning at ICA, when I couldnt find out some important documents (I supposed) and freaked out. I remembered him and gave him a call at 9 in the morning. And we kinda had a big argument over the phone, about with whom the document was staying. Eventually, I got that document, and he left our school to other company. We lost in touch ever since.
For such history, seeing him giving brochures for EASB was unexpected to me. And he was kinda surprised to see hubby with me =)) I bet he must be shocked to know hubby and I were together. So he's at UWIC campus now. That's good for him, hopefully life's not as stressful over there.
It's almost 5, Hubby and I rushed home to prepare for Japanese curry, special dish for tonight. I didnt know that he could cook Japanese curry, and indeed he did not. But he seems confident and be a cook, with recipe from his mom, it's must be no sweat to him. So we got the ingredients quickly from COld Storage and hurry home. The steps were kinda simple:
1.Potatoes were peeled and boiled for a while, then cut.
2.Same went for carrots, but they dont need to bring to boil
3.Onions were peeled and sliced roughly.
4.Chicken legs were cut in pieces and marinated.
5.Put everything into a saucepan, that was according to the instruction, we cooked them over the pot instead, so that it wouldnt spill all over the place. Stir fry until quite brown.
6.Add water, bring to boil
7.Add curry cubes, around 4, to make to taste stronger.
8.Stir for a while, and keep the fire small
9.5mins later and Ta da, we had Go go curry's family style.
The food were left to cool down on the table, while we took some nap. 7.30pm dinner started, time to taste our experiment. And it turned out not bad!!!! Honestly, I didnt expect it to be too good, but it's quite nice that each of us stuffed a few bowls before we're about to explode. At the same time, telly was airing Ratatouile. We had some sweet treat for dessert from Junette: Cheese cake from the Cheese cake cafe. It's really rich in aroma and taste, yet we found the body was a bit flaky to our liking, it kept falling apart, that to the last piece, a whole plate was full of cake's tiny bits. I'll rate it 8/10.
There was something happened at the dining table, when hubby were serving the curry into each bowl. My mind was wandering somewhere when he called me to take the bowl he just served so that he could put curry to other bowls. I gave him the new bowl instead of taking the bowl that already had curry in it. He raised his voice and scolded me, a bit over-reacted i think. It's just small matter, he didnt have to show his anger like that. Just his attitude totally ruined a whole dinner in me =___= But in the end when he sent me to the bus stop, we kinda made up with each other, and we laughed and joked again like nothing ever happened.
Honestly, sometimes I feel weird when I dont miss him that much if we aint together or seeing each other for a few days. But when he stroked his hands through my hair and looked at me like he always does, there is just this indescribable peace inside me, that tells me I can count on him for life. I dont know, it's properly too vague for me to clarify it yet. That safe and comfy feeling whenever we are together, sometimes it's there, other times it ran somewhere else. It's infinite and uncertain...
And I kicked off the day by jogging up the greenery next door - Ang Mo Kio Park. After a kick-assed night staying up to download some eps of Secret garden til 1pm, It's incredible that I still managed to wake up at 8.30 and do some physical activities =)). There was sunshine, and birds chirping, and people meditating around me, I felt so fresh and above all, not alone in this fitness battle. I think I'll make it on a daily basis from now on, to keep fit and stay alert.
So I went out around 3, meeting hubby before heading to Suntec and submit my application forms to both MBS and RWS. Actually I dnt know what I'm doing anymore. I felt like wanna explore my potential in new fields, new working environment yet at the same time dont wanna step out from my comfort zone, which is RP. If I already got accepted by RP, I cant tell if i'd be willing to turn down the offers from the two IRs, life's so difficult.
Leave it aside, i brought hubby to EASB booth, and to my big surprise. He (whom I cant recall name) stood there, the guy who used to work in student service office before. I know it's upset but I cant recall his name. He's kinda close to me. I was having some trouble with student pass at that time, before apply to Rp. Since bumped into him almost every time I went to student service, we usually chit chat a bit over life and work, and so on. Once, he gave me his number just in case I might need his help out of office hours (:S), which happened only once if i'm not wrong. It's a sunny morning at ICA, when I couldnt find out some important documents (I supposed) and freaked out. I remembered him and gave him a call at 9 in the morning. And we kinda had a big argument over the phone, about with whom the document was staying. Eventually, I got that document, and he left our school to other company. We lost in touch ever since.
For such history, seeing him giving brochures for EASB was unexpected to me. And he was kinda surprised to see hubby with me =)) I bet he must be shocked to know hubby and I were together. So he's at UWIC campus now. That's good for him, hopefully life's not as stressful over there.
It's almost 5, Hubby and I rushed home to prepare for Japanese curry, special dish for tonight. I didnt know that he could cook Japanese curry, and indeed he did not. But he seems confident and be a cook, with recipe from his mom, it's must be no sweat to him. So we got the ingredients quickly from COld Storage and hurry home. The steps were kinda simple:
1.Potatoes were peeled and boiled for a while, then cut.
2.Same went for carrots, but they dont need to bring to boil
3.Onions were peeled and sliced roughly.
4.Chicken legs were cut in pieces and marinated.
5.Put everything into a saucepan, that was according to the instruction, we cooked them over the pot instead, so that it wouldnt spill all over the place. Stir fry until quite brown.
6.Add water, bring to boil
7.Add curry cubes, around 4, to make to taste stronger.
8.Stir for a while, and keep the fire small
9.5mins later and Ta da, we had Go go curry's family style.
The food were left to cool down on the table, while we took some nap. 7.30pm dinner started, time to taste our experiment. And it turned out not bad!!!! Honestly, I didnt expect it to be too good, but it's quite nice that each of us stuffed a few bowls before we're about to explode. At the same time, telly was airing Ratatouile. We had some sweet treat for dessert from Junette: Cheese cake from the Cheese cake cafe. It's really rich in aroma and taste, yet we found the body was a bit flaky to our liking, it kept falling apart, that to the last piece, a whole plate was full of cake's tiny bits. I'll rate it 8/10.
There was something happened at the dining table, when hubby were serving the curry into each bowl. My mind was wandering somewhere when he called me to take the bowl he just served so that he could put curry to other bowls. I gave him the new bowl instead of taking the bowl that already had curry in it. He raised his voice and scolded me, a bit over-reacted i think. It's just small matter, he didnt have to show his anger like that. Just his attitude totally ruined a whole dinner in me =___= But in the end when he sent me to the bus stop, we kinda made up with each other, and we laughed and joked again like nothing ever happened.
Honestly, sometimes I feel weird when I dont miss him that much if we aint together or seeing each other for a few days. But when he stroked his hands through my hair and looked at me like he always does, there is just this indescribable peace inside me, that tells me I can count on him for life. I dont know, it's properly too vague for me to clarify it yet. That safe and comfy feeling whenever we are together, sometimes it's there, other times it ran somewhere else. It's infinite and uncertain...
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Discovery of Chaos Theory
What a Saturday out of randomness!!
I went to see Mr.Wong's seminar and felt as if it's a consequence of The King Speech or sort of. What I didnt expect was the presence of my old so-cold classmates there. Except for Mika and Cassie who greeted me with genuine smiles and cheerfulness, the rest gave me, the typical smirks!!!! By that time, never before did i see such a clear example of acquaintances!!!! I mean the way they called my name and the kind of looks they expressed just showed me the best they could pretend that I was there +__+ Oh never mind it, I dont give a damn anyway. I went their to visit my lecturer, not them indeed.
Personally, his speech was more like a lecture, not to promote or stimulate a hint of intention to register for the courses. Seriously, it killed the school's attempt to attract people by sending him with such an out-of-topic subject. His delivery was fun, and informative, but not suitable for this kind of seminars. It's adept, too serious and not engaging, sometimes even a bit rambling =( I'm so srry, sir. But I had attended a session the day before and another one right after yours. And to be honest, they did a much more fantastic job, at least in generating audience attention. They changed their tones, in an interesting way. Their points were simpler, with relevant information so that they didnt appear too complicated to the audience, fitted with the general comprehension level (OMG, cant believe i just said that, it's so nerdy XP). The lady who briefed us about RWS completely took control over her presentation. She's vibrant, energetic, smart, great sense of humour and incredibly spontaneous. Her speech was long, yet she knows how to skip the unimportant and managed to give some really interesting analysis for us to compare and decide. Although she was struck into a dilemma by an audience, she turned the situation around so well with her integrity and pearlwhite smile that nobody seemed to bother the fact that she couldnt answer his question. Among all, i truely think her presentation was the most memorable.
Got out from the seminar room, I stomped into a Cosplay fair which happened to be right downstairs. I havent followed this Animanga world much lately, but I dont think Vocaloid has been so popular that I found their colorful parrot-like hair at every single cos group, which is weird and couldnt raise any interest from me. So I went off it.
From there, I discovered the Marina Link, which was quite new. I guess they just renovated the site, that explains why even the Singaporeans found it relatively unfamiliar to them. I saw they ooh and ahhh at here and there, quite a number of interesting eateries as well, which were quite affordable, much more to a casual style. Their typical menu items go averagely S$10+, I'd definitely go try someday, when I got a job.
I already decided to call it a day, not too soon before I dropped half of the DARK soya sauce bottle and it spilled over the kitchen countertop. I was insanely mad for my clumsiness and had to clean up the place in hope it wouldnt leave a bad smell. It didnt. But it dragged my dinner to 9.30pm, with my shiitake mushroom tasted like salted soggy pieces of shit. I just ate them up and promised myself not to ever let this occur again.
I went through the mails, and came across this interesting Japanese boyband called SMAP from Stephie's blog. They aint particularly handsome, but their songs are quite catching. And unexpectedly, following their songs led me to this drama called Secret Garden, which I fell in love unconditionally right after a few seconds watching it. Not only because it aired Hyun Bin, my fave but also it has such a whimsical story that keeps me abusing the play button on youtube. I've never watched any of Ha Ji Won's produce before. But I believe I would after this drama, coz she portraits the character so naturally cool, with such a great chemistry with Hyun Bin. No matter their age gap, I still think they are damn cute couple together, instead of his character in World within. I'm so into that drama now, I couldnt stop searching for it online >>>v<<<
I went to see Mr.Wong's seminar and felt as if it's a consequence of The King Speech or sort of. What I didnt expect was the presence of my old so-cold classmates there. Except for Mika and Cassie who greeted me with genuine smiles and cheerfulness, the rest gave me, the typical smirks!!!! By that time, never before did i see such a clear example of acquaintances!!!! I mean the way they called my name and the kind of looks they expressed just showed me the best they could pretend that I was there +__+ Oh never mind it, I dont give a damn anyway. I went their to visit my lecturer, not them indeed.
Personally, his speech was more like a lecture, not to promote or stimulate a hint of intention to register for the courses. Seriously, it killed the school's attempt to attract people by sending him with such an out-of-topic subject. His delivery was fun, and informative, but not suitable for this kind of seminars. It's adept, too serious and not engaging, sometimes even a bit rambling =( I'm so srry, sir. But I had attended a session the day before and another one right after yours. And to be honest, they did a much more fantastic job, at least in generating audience attention. They changed their tones, in an interesting way. Their points were simpler, with relevant information so that they didnt appear too complicated to the audience, fitted with the general comprehension level (OMG, cant believe i just said that, it's so nerdy XP). The lady who briefed us about RWS completely took control over her presentation. She's vibrant, energetic, smart, great sense of humour and incredibly spontaneous. Her speech was long, yet she knows how to skip the unimportant and managed to give some really interesting analysis for us to compare and decide. Although she was struck into a dilemma by an audience, she turned the situation around so well with her integrity and pearlwhite smile that nobody seemed to bother the fact that she couldnt answer his question. Among all, i truely think her presentation was the most memorable.
Got out from the seminar room, I stomped into a Cosplay fair which happened to be right downstairs. I havent followed this Animanga world much lately, but I dont think Vocaloid has been so popular that I found their colorful parrot-like hair at every single cos group, which is weird and couldnt raise any interest from me. So I went off it.
From there, I discovered the Marina Link, which was quite new. I guess they just renovated the site, that explains why even the Singaporeans found it relatively unfamiliar to them. I saw they ooh and ahhh at here and there, quite a number of interesting eateries as well, which were quite affordable, much more to a casual style. Their typical menu items go averagely S$10+, I'd definitely go try someday, when I got a job.
I already decided to call it a day, not too soon before I dropped half of the DARK soya sauce bottle and it spilled over the kitchen countertop. I was insanely mad for my clumsiness and had to clean up the place in hope it wouldnt leave a bad smell. It didnt. But it dragged my dinner to 9.30pm, with my shiitake mushroom tasted like salted soggy pieces of shit. I just ate them up and promised myself not to ever let this occur again.
I went through the mails, and came across this interesting Japanese boyband called SMAP from Stephie's blog. They aint particularly handsome, but their songs are quite catching. And unexpectedly, following their songs led me to this drama called Secret Garden, which I fell in love unconditionally right after a few seconds watching it. Not only because it aired Hyun Bin, my fave but also it has such a whimsical story that keeps me abusing the play button on youtube. I've never watched any of Ha Ji Won's produce before. But I believe I would after this drama, coz she portraits the character so naturally cool, with such a great chemistry with Hyun Bin. No matter their age gap, I still think they are damn cute couple together, instead of his character in World within. I'm so into that drama now, I couldnt stop searching for it online >>>v<<<
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
the start of a new journey
well i guess it's been a long time since i put this blog aside, and it's kinda sad coz i've missed so many unwritten here. I watched The Social Network last night and found out it's pretty amazing and inspiring how blogging your daily life, your current mood and emotion could be and could impact your destiny, substantially. So I want to start doing this again, coz there are so many things happening around me on a daily basis, that i'm afraid if i dont jot them down somewhere, i'd just forget how to appreciate even the littlest thing and how fascinating to exist and explore this intriguing world.
So I woke up today with Going to get my lappy prepared on the to-do list. It's sad though, when i heard that it's gonna cost a fortune to bring the goddamn screen back to normal, 350S$ to be precise. But there's nothing I can do, except for a huge guilty feeling of not doing earlier back in SG, to save at least half of the fee, as I did once before. If the technician didnt mention about the cleaning steps and show me the date of last preparing service stated on the old screen, around 2 years ago, I could have still wondered how could it be spoiled so fast. Well, that's the advantage of getting professional service anyway, let see if 350$ can endure the test of time.
I used the waiting time for my lappy fix in search of Mom's tonic. Gosh, i must have been to more than 10 stores in China Town just to find that little bottle claimed "guaranteed result" by mom. It's made in Singapore and yet there's no store in here carrying it. How ridiculous. Actually the closest one I found at last was in a Authentic Chinese merchandising, which was hilarious~~ Worse, although the packages looked almost identical, same name, same description, both in Chinese and English, yet they are from two different companies!!! Under the sizzling heat, I couldnt stand anymore but sigh and decided to make a trip to the address from mom's package tomorrow or so, hopefully they havent stopped the line yet.
When I was at China Town, the crowd and a variety of food, which are appealing kinda made me feel like wanna grab something for recharge snack. But again, too many options spoils you. I wondered around, hoping to get some healthy stuff, and eventually stuffed myself with some kebab's relative. Why so? the bread resembled pita bread, while the filling consisted of stewed pork belly, super thin sliced cucumber and parsley (?). The taste was not bad but nothing comes close to extraordinary, just a disappointment and lots of calories T___T
Oh yeah, the weather is more than scotching hot today, and the temperature seemed to raise up whenever i climbed the stairs or hurried to cross the street. That explains why I dont wanna spend any of my precious second under the harmful UV ray that can turn me or anyone of us into an omelette. However, i still managed to come across some interesting scenes that busy and boring people dont usually notice. They are a model of steam-power locomotive in front of a travel agency advertised for Taiwan tourism, blooming cherry blossoms made of transparent plastic that can be lightened up at night, unusual queues lining up at any money changers and so on.
I took my time at the national library since my lappy's not done yet. And right when I was just about to indulge myself in that little colorful Cleo magazine, my phone rang like an ambulance. So i flipped through pages and put the rest down, managed to find some waist exercises and other interesting news, will try them out at other time.
After my lappy already lied happily in my bag, i was hungry again that the swimming session had to be postpone to the next morning. A sudden crave for avocado salad from the MOF nearby AMK led me home. There was this girl who caught all my attention to her flawless porcelain skin. She didnt use make-up at all, according to my observation, yet her natural complexion shone through those terrible panda eyes. I had to fight with the urge to ask for her beauty secret, lucky my behaviour was under control so i let her go just like a beauty anonymous.
The avocado salad was like a tank of ice water thrown to my face. The serving was pathetically small, 180 degree from the illustration on the menu. There was hardly any avocado at all, and i felt like being deluded. I finished it, mind you, plus an ice-matcha, just for the sake of health i promised, not the taste =__=
Otherwise, i had some interesting conclusions from the observation of the customers in here, while waiting for my food. There were three couples at the cafe. In two cases, the guys went to send the orders and made payment. I found them a bit silly, who dropped wallet on the floor or felt powerless to the higher authorities sitting at the table, either staring at the menu or iphones, yet gentle and cute. With the only girl who happened to settle the bill at the counter from the third couple, when her boyfriend was busy checking his DSLR, somehow i have a sympathy for her, to have a careless boyfriend. My subjective perspective says that guys should be dealing with bills and orderings, after consider girlfriend's opinions.
So I woke up today with Going to get my lappy prepared on the to-do list. It's sad though, when i heard that it's gonna cost a fortune to bring the goddamn screen back to normal, 350S$ to be precise. But there's nothing I can do, except for a huge guilty feeling of not doing earlier back in SG, to save at least half of the fee, as I did once before. If the technician didnt mention about the cleaning steps and show me the date of last preparing service stated on the old screen, around 2 years ago, I could have still wondered how could it be spoiled so fast. Well, that's the advantage of getting professional service anyway, let see if 350$ can endure the test of time.
I used the waiting time for my lappy fix in search of Mom's tonic. Gosh, i must have been to more than 10 stores in China Town just to find that little bottle claimed "guaranteed result" by mom. It's made in Singapore and yet there's no store in here carrying it. How ridiculous. Actually the closest one I found at last was in a Authentic Chinese merchandising, which was hilarious~~ Worse, although the packages looked almost identical, same name, same description, both in Chinese and English, yet they are from two different companies!!! Under the sizzling heat, I couldnt stand anymore but sigh and decided to make a trip to the address from mom's package tomorrow or so, hopefully they havent stopped the line yet.
When I was at China Town, the crowd and a variety of food, which are appealing kinda made me feel like wanna grab something for recharge snack. But again, too many options spoils you. I wondered around, hoping to get some healthy stuff, and eventually stuffed myself with some kebab's relative. Why so? the bread resembled pita bread, while the filling consisted of stewed pork belly, super thin sliced cucumber and parsley (?). The taste was not bad but nothing comes close to extraordinary, just a disappointment and lots of calories T___T
Oh yeah, the weather is more than scotching hot today, and the temperature seemed to raise up whenever i climbed the stairs or hurried to cross the street. That explains why I dont wanna spend any of my precious second under the harmful UV ray that can turn me or anyone of us into an omelette. However, i still managed to come across some interesting scenes that busy and boring people dont usually notice. They are a model of steam-power locomotive in front of a travel agency advertised for Taiwan tourism, blooming cherry blossoms made of transparent plastic that can be lightened up at night, unusual queues lining up at any money changers and so on.
I took my time at the national library since my lappy's not done yet. And right when I was just about to indulge myself in that little colorful Cleo magazine, my phone rang like an ambulance. So i flipped through pages and put the rest down, managed to find some waist exercises and other interesting news, will try them out at other time.
After my lappy already lied happily in my bag, i was hungry again that the swimming session had to be postpone to the next morning. A sudden crave for avocado salad from the MOF nearby AMK led me home. There was this girl who caught all my attention to her flawless porcelain skin. She didnt use make-up at all, according to my observation, yet her natural complexion shone through those terrible panda eyes. I had to fight with the urge to ask for her beauty secret, lucky my behaviour was under control so i let her go just like a beauty anonymous.
The avocado salad was like a tank of ice water thrown to my face. The serving was pathetically small, 180 degree from the illustration on the menu. There was hardly any avocado at all, and i felt like being deluded. I finished it, mind you, plus an ice-matcha, just for the sake of health i promised, not the taste =__=
Otherwise, i had some interesting conclusions from the observation of the customers in here, while waiting for my food. There were three couples at the cafe. In two cases, the guys went to send the orders and made payment. I found them a bit silly, who dropped wallet on the floor or felt powerless to the higher authorities sitting at the table, either staring at the menu or iphones, yet gentle and cute. With the only girl who happened to settle the bill at the counter from the third couple, when her boyfriend was busy checking his DSLR, somehow i have a sympathy for her, to have a careless boyfriend. My subjective perspective says that guys should be dealing with bills and orderings, after consider girlfriend's opinions.
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