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The countdown: 8 days

September 7th, 2008 by admin

The past week at work went by pretty fast, and a little too fast for my liking.

I seldom embrace changes the way people should, and the thought of saying goodbye weighs a little too heavily, I guess.

As the countdown begins, there are the little things I will be missing.

My designated driver on days when I couldn’t drag my sorry arse out in time(hence the stoned look), or on the nights when we have to head out for supper with Steph the lian.

Then, he said I was overly emo for the past 3 weeks, especially when we talk about my plans after leaving the company.

And that was the last morning(29th August) he sent me to work, as he is now training in Thailand. By the time he comes back from reservist, I will no longer be his colleague(which was what I said to him when he messaged me just before he flew off).

Things are not the same without someone in the office for me to bully, you know? Heh.

And because of you… I almost forgot how horrible, terrible MRT can be,

And because of you… I almost forgot bus is a greater evil than the MRT.

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And the luncheons with May and Audrey.

We had lunch with another company on Tuesday at House at Dempsey.

The starter which I didn’t even manage to finish.

The truffle fries, which is fabulous, and the drink I doubt I would try again.

Sitting right in the centre of the table, was the reason why we met.

The view from House.

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And then, the dinners.

Just before Daniel left for Thailand, he picked Steph and me up from work so we could have dinner together. It was a night where mahjong should take place, and my cooking would take centrestage, but it didn’t happen. Nonetheless, it was beneficial to Daniel.

He just wanted the attention and company of 2 babes.

He suggested Turf Club, and it was a wise, good choice.

Many many seafood!

My skin crawled at the sight of the white eels.

The restaurant where Daniel(in white) walked in, and asked for table for 2, and conveniently forgotten about me. I think we know whose fan the owner is.

They serve great food, and the price is very reasonable, for I think on weekdays, the crabs are on half price.

I love the pepper crab! These 2 dishes, cost us only $30 bucks.

We ordered other stuff, and the entire dinner costs $88 for 3 of us.

The lovely duo even accompanied me to do some supermarket shopping, and gasped at the fact that a tin of milk powder costs $58.

We sent Steph all the way to Yishun, and the journey was littered with laughter and plenty of gossips.

I will miss you guys :)

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Friday was a day of waiting.. and waiting.

Isetan Scotts.

Shiseido is having a roadshow and simply purchase $68 of their products, and you are entitled to get a makeover.

Jiaqi, our pretty model.

The display.

Upload your pictures, and you stand a chance to win attractive prizes!

Jiaqi posing with the notebook.

She will be at Isetan Scotts’ roadshow (at ground floor), until 11th September. Make your way down and take part!

Lido.

I was asking my new colleague, Ice(Yee-sey) where she wants to go for lunch.

She started doing the annoying thing I cannot stand.

“Er… I don’t know, you decide.”

And she had to endure a tirade from me….

“Why ask me to decide? You know, I am the most fickle person around, and I only date guys who will decide for me where and what to eat. And I get very annoyed when no one makes up my mind for me!”

Okay, please imagine this to be the “friendly-yet-DramaMama” tirade and not an actual tirade.

Ice is this sweet, quiet new girl, who seems a little shy. She laughs at my jokes, and she will just start laughing when I mention 2 words – Mr Bean. Don’t ask me why. I just say “Mr Bean”, and she laughs.

So basically, she just started laughing, when I “told her off”.

I asked her, “When’s your birthday?”

She answered March.

“Must be Piscean right? The kind cannot make up your mind and must have people decide for you right? You just want to be that meek little lamb for people to take charge of you right? You just want to go with the flow right? This kind of people ah! You ah! Everytime will just say don’t know, and then will drag drag drag… right? Yet when people also don’t know, you will be annoyed, right?”

She laughed, and nodded, a little embarrassed.

“You know how I know? I Piscean too. Now, die, we won’t come to a conclusion soon.”

Which was true. We dragged for another 30 minutes, before we scaled down to Pepper Lunch or Pasta Mania.

I scaled it down, and she chose Pasta Mania!

Yay!

And then I asked, “So when’s your birthday?”

“7th.”

I see. Tsk tsk.

“Yours?” she asked.

Mine? 7th.

She looked at me, and thought it was my joker self at work, and didn’t seem convince, until I had to dig out my blue IC before she’s convinced.

I am 2 years older though. And we had a nice lunch, with my favourite Carbonara and Honey Red Tea. With bubbles pearls.

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The booboos.

Before Ice joined, we wondered who would have such a name. Apparently, she turned out to be really different from who we thought she is.

She is Indo-Chinese, and thus, the name.

We had thought… well, you know, some chick who has such a name since… secondary school, or something.

One day, the QAL(queen of ah lian) at work, made this loud comment, “HAR? Why so ah lian one?! This kind of name ah, Ice lah, Crystal lah, Chanel lah…. all damn ah lian one!”

Daniel and May were listening to QAL before they froze.

It was late in office, and the only people in the office, were the 3 of them, and a lady sitting nearby, from Logistics side.

Taken aback by the silence, and the coordinated turn towards the logistic lady… QAL’s eyes widened, and asked as she pointed, “Her name is Crystal ah…?”

The duo nodded while trying really hard not to burst out laughing.

WAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Truth is, Crystal is another sweet and down to earth lady which has no hint of lian-ness like QAL.

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I messaged QAL that I share the same birth day as Ice.

Her reply?

“No wonder the name so ah lian……”

I laughed, and replied QAL, “Did you go ask Crystal her birthday? Maybe same as yours.”

Her reply?

“Idiot.. I wanna kill you!!!”

See, ah lian is like that one. *shudders at thought*

Aww.. QAL, I will miss you deep deep too.

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Edited: I told QAL I blogged about her.

Zac says:
what is QAL
Scarlett Ting says:
queen of…
Zac says:
simi ah lian
Zac says:
OH
Zac says:
win
Scarlett Ting says:
wahahaha
Zac says:
anyway
Zac says:
QAL sounds pretty cool
Zac says:
hahaha
Scarlett Ting says:
……………..
Zac says:
not alot of pple can be called that
Scarlett Ting says:
only ah lians can be so proud of that
Zac says:
I feel in control of the world
Zac says:
hahahahaha

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And of course… the wonderful people, who make the darkest days seem more bearable…

And now, the countdown, begins.

Hmm, what should I do during my 6-days break?

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The wifey

September 7th, 2008 by admin

There are many things amazing about my wifey. She is my MSN-a-new-theme love. I choose my theme for my wordpress, and I will wait while the magic takes place.

Which is what I am doing now, as she is resting herself after a hectic night of booze.

You see, since we don’t have that something to benefit each other mutually, the greatest thing we could offer each other is our undying love for the ivory tiles, sitting next to the square, green table, until our spilling lard could go nowhere but the sides.

Sometimes, we would steer away from our usual routine, to spice up our lives… like you know, what people have to do to inject spice into their love lives to keep things going?

With her, this year I did a few things I never did in my life, or at least, in a long, long while. Like watching We Will Rock You, Broadway Beng, placing little bets during Euro, Guitar Hero and Rockbanding, trying out new partners(at the mahjong table) and on 27th July 2008.. I was no longer a virgin to….

…Dance dance revolution!

We had met that day with Potato to do lunch at Cineleisure, and we wandered around the busy Orchard for a while, before decided to catch Prom Night.

10 minutes before our show started, I was dared to go up on the machine.

And then we didn’t know we stayed up there for 20 minutes, eating into the start of the movie. Ahem, we certainly didn’t think we would be that gifted.

As the movie ended, we were clueless where to go until Uncle Keith called to ask her if she wanna head to Zouk for Paul van dyk.

Feeling a little out of the clubbing scene, it took me a while before I decided to head there in my Birkies.

We returned to Effy’s place, before Uncle Keith picked us up, and we ended up at Jos’ place instead. My plans to head to Zouk early, and end the night early obviously didn’t look like it was going to take place(Sunday you know? Need to work the next day!).

On our way to Zouk.

My wifey is camera shy, as usual. We chilled at wine bar, before we headed into the mad crowd which was already building itself at 11.30pm.

Fortunately, we found ourselves comfortably seated at the members’, away from all the jostling and mad-pushing.

Why did we subject ourselves to such abuse?!

The view of the crowd from our seat. We could barely go anywhere, as that would involve tons of squeezing and pushing, and stepping on people’s toes.

Gerald was so proud of his shoes that he wanted me to take a picture of them.

Keith, Jos, and Gerald.

So rude, not my friends!

So gay!

The view of the crowd from the top, and this was barely after the party started.

We weren’t quite satisfied with just bumming on the comfy couch, so we made our way down to squeeze through all these people.

For the first time in my life, I couldn’t squeeze beyond the steps to the dancefloor.

We were just stuck in between of all the actions and human traffic, and had no where to go.

Until.. of course, this tall, dark, cute(in such lights, anyone and everyone can be cute) chap who towered above everyone else, thought we look pretty lost, and asked if we would want to get to the dancefloor.

He suddenly held my hand(oh, be still, my lusty heart), and led the way through the horrible crowd, and as he led us to where we had wanted to be, he asked.

“Are you Thai?”

Nope, Chinese.

“Chinese Chinese?”

Nope, Singaporean Chinese.

“Nice! Prrreeetty!”

Of course, that was all it takes for me to know my trip is all worthwhile. I am in for any sort of cheap thrill,  obviously.

I am not aunty! Yay!

We were just mere metres away from the Man of the Night, and we were busy fighting off limbs that were flying into our faces, and sweaty bodies knocking into ours.

It was 2ish when we finally called it a night.

It was a nice, and different weekend with the wifey.

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Finally met up with wifey on Friday night after her return from Bali on Tuesday evening.

It was 3-legged mahjong at hers with Shaun. It didn’t end too late though.

I woke up before noon on Saturday and Sunday, which proves to be a rare achievement.

Everyone is again down with the flu bug, and I dread to think I might be succumbed to it, AGAIN. My body is aching again, and I think I should start some sort of vitamins routine. :(

Brought Minibean out for a day of vanity yesterday, and we headed home in the storm, as she slept soundly in my arms.

Took a long nap this afternoon, and I should be recharged for this week.

And let the countdown, begins.

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The reason why I love my wifey?

She embraces my faith, and is a convert! :P

And wifey, we should heed your suggestion, and sit down to do our bucket list, soon. :)

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