Sculptures and indents.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Revolting
The first time I went to Tong Shui at Liang Seah street, we were keen to try their specialty toast. To our horror, we found mould growing at the side of our supposedly delicious peanut butter toast. When brought to the staff’s attention, the waitress grudgingly offered to change it without a word of apology!

The week after that, my friends and I went back to the Hong Kong styled café to try their 1-for-1 lunch promotion. Since there were only 3 of us, we ordered 2 sets and one toast. After serving out our 2 sets, a middle-aged man who served us, whom I’m guessing is the manager, came to our table with an extra set. Surprised, we told him we didn’t order that and he took it away saying it was for another table. However, he came back a minute later with our order sheet that we wrote on saying that when we wrote 2 sets on the order sheet, he assumed it was 4 sets. Saying that we didn’t want the meal, he insisted that we pay for it and that he would package it away for us. It could have been a case of misunderstanding but the man kept pressurizing us to pay for the meal because he assumed we should because it was ‘our mistake’.

To make matters worse, the toast arrived and again, it was mouldy. We signaled the same man, and is first and extremely quick reply was, “Oh, because the bread is toasted”. Having eaten bread for most of our life, we pointed out that this wasn’t the first time and that toasting a bread would not give you grey particles on it. We cancelled our order saying that we were afraid to eat it and his appalling response was, “If you knew that it was mouldy, why did you order it again?” He also said, “If you’re afraid to eat, I’m also afraid to serve you.”
What does he mean by this? He’s willing to compromise the quality of the food as long as we’re willing to eat spoilt and stale bread? Bread becomes mouldy only if it’s kept and put out for too long. It really gives me an idea of the hygiene standard of this café.
I’m pretty sure that “Next time when you come make sure you write the quantity correctly” and “next time when you come, order something else” were NOT forms of apology.
I wrote to ST forum, NEA, AVA and I'm gonna write to CASE.
Terrible service and equally terrible food.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Stupid Red Thing


In Ancient Athens, a cheating male was punished by the removal of his pubic hair and by getting a large radish inserted into his rectum. HAHAH. I mean, cheating on another woman yes, but why a radish in his rectum? He isn't gay..


And talk about being himbotic.

Me: I'm going to the gym to run, there's a threadmill over there.

Jeremy: I dont' like to run on the threadmill, it's so bulky.

Me: BULKY?!!?! WTH, ASK YOU TO RUN NOT ASK YOU TO CARRY IT RIGHT?!


HAH.


Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Threads

I ran 5km today.
Quite good considering that it's been more than 4 months since my last run.
My clothes are disappearing.
They're either at dre's house, selm's place or hidden in the wash.
Great, 3 ways it can go.

If you say that you love me
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying




Monday, January 14, 2008

Artisti Vari

Decisions. Decisions.
Here I am, sitting at 1030pm typing in my comfy new house, thinking of Anselm, with the bear breathing on the floor beside me.
How will that change one year from now?
Will I be in the 'so-called' surfer's paradise of sunny Brisbane, in a new house, new friends and new life? Or will i just be holed up in Singapore. I swear, i'm gonna wrestle a car out of my parents if i were to remain in Singapore.
If i hadn't met you, i would have packed my bags on a whim and asked what' next?
A year and a half is a really long time. Look at this frigging attachment.
5months and i'm complaining my butt off.
3 weeks to the end of attachment seems like an eternity away, what makes a year and a half?

I still have a month to make that decision, or can i pack you in my bags and bring you along.
BUT, what an experience it would be.
I can learn to surf (YAY!), I can walk all around in slippers and no one will call me sloppy,
at the same time, i'll come back armed with a degree and i can proudly proclaim i'm indepedently certified.

Ah, i'm gonna sleep now. 3 more weeks, just 3 more weeks.
Thank you God.



Thursday, November 08, 2007

As per request

I'm back after a super long hiatus.
Where to start really because it's been like more than 3 months since my last entry.
Right, here goes.
intership - as far as it goes, it's alright. granted i work longer than usual hours (if i leave at 8pm it's considered early for the day and i never ever go home at 6pm. that's onsidered 'halfday' to me), but i learn alot. Well, i've learnt that it's a high possibility that i WON'T go into advertising.

and i love my boyfriend.
That's all.
HAH.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Love my love




Geraldine says:
YA LA
Geraldine says:
YOU NEVER BRING ME TO SUCH NICE PLACES TO EAT
Geraldine says:
=(
Geraldine says:
NEVER
Geraldine says:
NOT ONCE
Geraldine says:
EVER
anselm says:
have wat
anselm says:
i bring u to all the best hawker food arnd
anselm says:
my hse downstairs the duck rice not bad rite


YAY~

Monday, August 06, 2007

Crazy

Check this out.
Yea, i'm quite lag but i finally had the time to watch it today.
Prisoners in Cebu, Phillipines dancing.
Haha cracked the shit out of me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CPg9GWBoL0&mode=related&search=

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5nZcFIf3qc&mode=related&search=