Archive for September 18th, 2008

The farewell II

I just treated myself to a 7-incher of meat… lover’s pizza.

And I finished everything myself. With the guilt resting heavily on me, I shall go dip in the pool. The aches are subsiding, and I ain’t gonna tempt fate with more strains to those underworked muscles.. so a dip shall suffice.

Days seem to pass by a tad too slowly. I thought I have been unemployed for 3 weeks already or something, when in fact, it is only the 3rd day.

Another one of those backlogging posts. One with plenty of geeky, unglamourous pictures of me, with no makeup and glasses(eyes painfoooooo). Sometimes ah, I think I really scare people with such side of me.

So, this was the farewell dinner I had with my colleagues last Friday at Liang Court.

We waited an hour for a table, and we pretty much tried intimidating(we ah lians!) the people at the next table to leave, so we could have the other half of the group joining us.

Service wasn’t very good cos sometimes the staff appeared to be very rude, like when we requested to look at the menu while queuing.

Nonetheless, the company and the food more than made up for it :)

Dinner at Tampopo.

HH’s food.

There is supposed to be a group photo, but then it is too blur, so I have to wait for May’s…

They made us scissors-paper-stone, to see who will get the gift first. The sweethearts had gotten us gifts and the gifts are not whale-shaped MP3 players!

He won!

It’s an immaculate brown box…

Everyone burst out laughing as he looked very pleased with his LV Amarante coin purse… Something’s not quite right huh…

Mine is a pretty black package which comes with ribbons… As I unwrapped it, they all screamt at me whenever I dropped the ribbon, stained the paper, or mutilated the box..

Oh, and that’s my favourite ah lian, Stephanie, beside me.

Well… like they said, I am clumsy. :(

Anyway… the catch was pretty obvious.. cos, we were given each other’s present to present it to each other.

And his is a sleek Mont Blanc card holder and mini notepads to replace his 555 booklets. Hahaha.

my present is soooooo pretty!

And yes, this is the thing I stuffed into my sports bra when I went running. Giggles.

Love it! And it is so useful as I don’t have to dig into my bag and find coins all over the place. :)

Next, we ended up at the not-very-busy PartyWorld at Liang Court.

The place is new(though we said it felt like a mamasan is gonna walk in anytime…), and everything seems pretty cool.

The KTV queen, August.

Love this bunch of people, as they really know how to have fun. Alas, it was the towards the end when I finally got a glimpse of this side of them.

Mr Spencer Kwa. Wahaha, we always joked we want to be as demure and soft-spoken like him.. and after that night, I think it takes a lot of Ritalin to quiet this boy down.

Very cold in the room, and I think the jacket hides my tummy well.

August, HH, me and May. Thanks dears. :)

I was contemplating of sending this picture to HH’s wife….

HH singing..

And surprise surprise… Sidney singing! *Gasp*

Well, he even finished a big bowl of Ramen… and we have seldom seen him eat!

Another surprise of the night, the soft-spoken Htin taking on the songs that are… woohoo, untypical of him. He is Burmese and yet he sang the Mandarin songs pretty well I must say.

Spencer and his genre of songs – Guo Mei mei’s Bu Pa Bu Pa. Sniggers.

The chaps.

After that night, they are all on my facebook. Sidney, Dickson, Spencer, Htin. Sometimes all we need is one
get-together to break the ice.

It was a memorable evening for us. Thanks guys. It was one hellava session. You guys cracked me up big time man. I swear all of you have split personalities or something.

And now, I think there is another session next Friday… with this same bunch again. This time, is for another (ex)colleague who is leaving.

And funny thing is, I don’t even speak to the colleague in office, and yet we have been conversing through FB these days.

These people, gotta be the most memorable bunch people I have ever worked with. :)

I got home with a nice surprise waiting for me!

My vPost package from Fredericks of Hollywood. Whee!

I think I am allergic to shopping in the malls already. Heh.

Muthu, Mu2 and Bala had prata

It was supposed to be a night of partying, and checking Butterfact out for the first time, but all I did was to turn up in slippers, my geeky specs, and a big, fat, red zit on my right cheekbone.

Muthu met up with me, and before we could go in for drinks, we ended up on the swing, and I just blabbered on and on and on and on.. until I no longer wanted to go in.

Isn’t it strange, sometimes in life, you really have to bow your pride and admit defeat, making decisions that pain you so much, but is for the better…. The thought of relinquishing control, I don’t know. Fuck. Of course the tears came, though I blame it on PMS. I don’t cry these days even if I want to. So it must be the freaking PMS.

Sorry Muthu, ended up no beer for youuu.

And oh, Happy Birthday Andrew! I did keep to my word of turning up with a birthday hug :D

Muthu and I then met up with Mu2 after his marathon book-mugging(incredibly hardworking and discipline hor, this kind of people), and at least he didn’t turn up in a straightjacket, but very skimpily in his gym wear and a pair of geeky specs.

I think we traumatized Mu2 badly with our bitchy, mean, sleazy topics. Cough.

How Mu2, want to watch DVD? Wahahahaha.

Anyway, I didn’t even realise it was past 2.30am.

Mu2 gave me a lift, and I reached home very sober. I didn’t sleep till 5am.

I dreamt.

I dreamt I was in Spain. I was happily exploring… packing, dressing up…

And then towards the end in the dream, people around me kept disappearing… vanishing. Like I was losing them to time and space.. one after another.

I tried to search for their faces on the camera which I always use to freeze time and people, yet in my state of panic, I accidentally deleted them.

I could feel my heart chilled. Even in the dream. Like.. despair?

I don’t like to be an emo PMSsie. An angsty one will do so much greater.

So, my agony was ended prematurely when I woke up to see the phone, it was only 9ish in the morning, and it felt like I had been snoozing for the longest time.

And then the agony started again.

Just when I wanted to go back to slumberland, the horror began again.

What can be the MOST ANNOYING thing when you are on a break?

Your neighbour directly above you decided to give his ugly house a facelift.

So, the symphony of drilling, hammering started.

I woke up at least 5 times, but I refused to let it get to me. I am surprised that I managed to pro-long my rest till it was 1ish.

And then, I don’t feel like doing any other thing today. Except to… maybe uhm, blog?

So, let me go raid the fridge, before, more pictures, coming up!

Note to self: Do not strut around the house in only painties. There are painters dangling out there.