No money for shoes

They call me ... The Intern Without Shoes.

When God created me, He created in me a lot of weird habits.
Like how i'll chew off straws as long as one is within 10cm from my mouth.
Like how I'll talk and answer to myself when a question is burning within me.
Like how I'll walk around the office barefooted.

My Arts House colleagues have been nagging at me to put on my shoes when I walk around the carpeted floor for fear that I might be hurt by dubious staples or thumbtacks or even worse still, get myself infected with HFMD. -laughs-

But like how Jay doesn't have the habit of wearing undies as it gets in the way of how his creative juices flow, I like the idea of being in total zen-like comfort when I'm working. That's why I have rotten looking feet. The carpet at office have never been changed ever since Day One.
Which was 5 years ago.
-gags-

So just to satisfy and to keep everyone happy, I bought myself a pair of bedroom slippers and will trot around in these until my itchy feet decided to say hello to everyone at The Arts House again. -laughs-

Ronald's hold on me

Me: gtg, going off to mac now for supper!

Cruz: At this hour!!
Me: Haha yes! Your influence!
Cruz: lol

Ronald's men has got a hold over me.
If I ever put on the kilos and gain back the inches, it's the fault of the ubiquitious redblueyellow restaurant that pops up everywhere and anywhere.
Not to mention, Cruz and my brother are such great fans of MacD that I can't help being draw towards the fries and burgers.

Jeremy got back from Taipei and was famished.
And we went Bukit Merah Central's MacD at .... -gasp- 2am.
This explains why the 2 of us don't look our usual self.
Okay it's just me, I look horrendous with my specs and blemish-plagued face.

I can sense that I'm going to fall sick soon.
UGH
-shoos sickness away-

i don't think

Can everyone stop turning 21 and throw a party to celebrate their demise of teenage-hood?

My liver is going to degenerate and I'm so going to die penniless.

Well done.

My Newtown friends are crazy people whose livers are made of steel and feet made of iron. They drink like fishes and dance like there’s no such thing like pain. And we declare O Bar as our maiden home. Even though there are like a dozen of other clubs to paint the town red with, after weighing the pros and cons with cheap drinks being a priority, we still find out feet pointing towards the direction of Robertson Quay.

So you can imagine my surprise when Vern declared a new love for Zouk and Butter Factory. She may be petite in size but as Edmund puts it, Vanessa’s words are final. Majority wins and she is the majority. –laughs-

I realise my 21 wishes for my birthday have yet to be wished.

So for starters, I would like to wish that everyone will remain at 20 years old and stop turning 21. My pockets have a hole that no tailor can mend except maybe if I strike 4D or jackpot and most importantly, I would like to wish that no one will ever leave.

Teckwei the violinist.

Maybe one day he'll have his solo concert at Esplanade.

But then again, we know how fleeting life can be and no one stays forever.

I’m comfortably numb about this fact.

New

So here it is for me.
I had the luxury of being able to make a choice as to where I should go and do.
I also had the opportunity to have the chance to work at places I've always dream to.

I had the advice of many and ultimately, I chose to listen to my heart and held my grounds.
While this may mean I will not be able to rub shoulders with Jam Hsiao and snatch him away from his rumoured stylist-girlfriend, I'll have a shot at making friends with the people at Timbre. -laughs-

So for the next 5 months, City Hall will have my footprints once again.
Hello Arts House!
-waves-

Food and Me

One of the main reasons
why our 8 years of friendship are still going on strong.
Food bound us all together!

As NewTowner and being a friend of Vanessa Neh-neh Tan, hunting for good food and sharing such info is a must. It is just like it is a sin if I know of a sale and don't announce it. I mean, Christians are taught to spread the Good News right? -winks-
Although I reckon I share more Good Food News and Good "care-n-concern-for-friend-" News than about the 4 Gospels.


The other time Vern brought us to Tampopo Deli, we were crushed when the cashier told us all cream puffs were sold out for the day. So I "swore" that if I ever were to go Liang Court again, i DIE DIE also must sink my teeth in this coveted cream puff and decide if it was worth it.

So today was D-Day.
Tampopo was my first stop and the cashier told me 2pm.
So we went shopping at Medi-ya and at 1.50pm, I walked, okay I chionged back to Tampopo and asked about the cream puffs. The cashier gave me a look and said "2pm".

Me: Can I reserve?
Cashier: We still left some for walk-in customers.

Me: So that means...I still can buy?
Cashier: How many you want?
Me: -delighted- 4! I pay now!

So was the waiting and unglam behaviour worth it?
EVERY SINGLE BIT OF IT.
-smacks lips-

underground

Being part of New Town means that not only are we familiar with SP's canteen, we also have this immense love for food and booze. My darlings Vanessa and Peixuan signed a one month package with Fitness First/True Fitness and they very graciously invited this unfit friend of theirs to join them to be gym rats on a 15day trial.

Like I said being a New Towner and one from the class of E2/3 2002, we love food. Back in Secondary One, Vern, Jacq Yihui and I ( we called ourselves Angel 4...yes i know, VERY LAME), each had $20 in our pocket. We spent every single cent of it on FOOD at Takashimaya's loft of food.

A leopard never changes its spot, years on, we still love food. Even before we reached the gym at China Square, the moment Vern mentioned about the raisin cream bun which Jiafa and Peifen declared it as orgasmic, we exchanged a look and immediately marched to the bakery and sunk our teeth into this truly soft orgasmic raisin cream bun. Freaking delicious. Who cares about yoga or gym when you have such heavenly sinful-tasting food?!?!!?

Scanning and qc-ing was part of my life in this first half of the year. As much as I pride myself as someone who is able to strike up conversation with any Tom, Dick and Harry, I never thought I would be able to meet and forge a tight bond with my collegues during my short stint at Prime Minister's Office.

Perhaps the biggest harvest I got from these few months is to be able to find someone who has the same weird kink-ed out music taste as me.
Songs that I bopped my head too can prove to be too old or "cold" for some.
LMF, anyone?
But one fine day, out of pure playfulness, I took his mp3 and my cornflake-eyes went to the size of a longan.
Some people search the world for their soulmate, I searched the world and found my music mate. This fine young man listens to Justin Ce Tian too!
-widen eyes and prances in delight-

In a world that is filled with 6 billion people and counting, it is not easy to find someone whom you can connect on the same level. It is even harder to find a good friend of the opposite sex. I am so going to miss Gab and Ben when they fly off to Sydney. This is the end of our Lonely 4 gang, eh? -shrugs-

Why must Australia steal all my friends away!
First Huiqi
Then Twit
Then Alicia
and now
my 2 kukunadens!
-bawls-