Archive for December, 2009

Giggles

I woke up today feeling somewhat stressless.

The issues which had been bugging me, or even things that sprung up couple of days ago, or the uneasy feelings, had all been dissipated miraculously this morning.

Though something DID make me feel a slight tinge of disappointment.

Cough.

Okay. Cryptic enough to decipher? Giggles.

Anyhoooooooooooooo, gotta run for my first day of break (duh, if it is reaaaaalllllyyyy a break I set for myself, why am I feeling the rush?!) that will kick off with lunch, a massage, and then salsa, and then poley!

That is why I don’t have the time to do my blog updates yet. I bet tonight when I come home knackered, the newfound liberation will keep me going.

I have much to write, and backlog to clear.

This, shall be a good time.

I woke up today feeling life is somewhat good, and a new gain positivity. I don’t know how, I don’t know where, and a hug from Minibean perhaps is the greatest way to kickstart the day.

Mummy loves you very much.

Angryness is many!

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAARR!

Woe is me!

I have ill customer service(S) tormenting me today.

And yes, unfortunately, I have to carry on with my FOURTH rant on Vpost.

Update is, as expected, when they had assured me they would update me on the status TODAY, and I can expect my package on Tuesday or Wednesday (that is, tomorrow OR the day after), I got a big disappointment yet again when they didn’t call by almost end of day.

I called (okay, I just received their call. This post is going to be long), and I was put on hold for them to get an update. Another customer service officer tend to me after I insisted on talking to the in-charge who spoke to me last week but she was at a training and wasn’t able to call back.

When she got back, she apologised for her colleague who told me the parcel was on the plane cos the colleague was new, and the colleague didn’t dig further on the status.

Then, she told me that the status is the item had been shipped but not arrived in Singapore yet.

So when I mistook to be that they item is still in US, she said, “No Ma’am, your item is not in US, it has been shipped, just not reached Singapore yet.

By this time and with numerous other phonecalls, I was pretty frustrated, and probably was the time I really got impatient with my tone, and said that her in-charge was supposed to update me the status but didn’t, and they just can’t keep to ANY of their promises.

So. Her answer was as good as a non-reply. I decided to ask her, “So your in-charge said it should reach me by tomorrow or Wednesday, is that going to happen? Can you check on the status?

Like, duh right? That was what my phone call is about, cos you guys promised to update status, didn’t call, so I call right? So you just thinking of anyhow-ly appease me is it?

I was put on hold for a good 15 minutes, which was like on top of the almost 10 minutes when she first checked on the log.

She came back and she apologised for putting me on hold, and then she apologised.

For giving me the wrong updates.

Here is the clincher:

MY PARCEL IS STILL FUCKING, PROCREATING, HAVING ITS LONG HOLIDAY IN US OF A!

So last week, everything promised, was nothing but plenty of bull, apparently.

Of cos I fume lah!

Holy mudder moooomoooooo cow!

I mean, seriously, she was saying her colleague didn’t dig deeper, and if I didn’t ask, would everyone just ASSUME my package is already on its way and no one will bother until I call and probe again? She said her colleague is new, and then now she ownself also like that what, is what?!

So I started pressing for a reason, an explanation why they freaking didn’t expedite it as was said in the past few phone calls, and then she said she would do so now, and put it as urgent, and the earliest she can get an answer is tomorrow cos it is almost end of day.

YOU ALSO KNOW END OF DAY AND WANT TO GO HOME AND STILL DIDN’T CALL ME BACK HOR?

I asked her to cut the bull cos what is going to be making this time different from the last few times they promised me. She said she just handled this case, and I told her that’s why I asked her supervisor to call me back, didn’t I? Cos the supervisor gave me her words to update me and would request it to be expedited, and that it should reach SG tomorrow or Wednesday.

So get her to call me.

She said she will get her to call me back by 5.30pm.

I very angryness, so I went to do my work, and didn’t realise it was almost 5.45pm. I called back, and the lady who told me my parcel is on the flight answered the call.

Talk about full circle. But I insisted on the supervisor to call me back, and she said she would do so by 6pm.

It was slightly over 6pm when my phone finally rang, and the same supervisor was on the call. I was just so disheartened that I couldn’t be angry anymore. I just sounded cold and remote.

First I told her she was irresponsible not to call me with any status. And I asked again, and she said there was delay.

Then I asked again, last week also delay, so why wasn’t it expedited as they said they would?

She then said there was a mistake.

I asked for an explanation. She said she would update me tomorrow.

I asked again. Blarblarblar something the usual.

So this time, they finally fucking came clean.

Sorry, we have bad news….

What bad news, I probed further. Her sentence broke midway and perhaps slightly hesitant, “Sorry Miss Chong, we lost the tracking of your package, and it seems like we can’t find it. We are still trying to locate it… we will update you the status by tomorrow. I promise I will update you tomorrow by 11am.

I have many things going in my head, but instead of losing it, I just wanted to end the phone call for good.

“Okay, please do.” I answered curtly.

NAHBEH, LOST IT DON’T FUCKING DARE TO ADMIT IT FOR SO LONG?!

Because, I finally got the fucking answer I want from these incompetent people.

All the merry-go-rounds you made me go, so finally can come clean after countless probing. YOU SAY DULAN OR NOT?!?!

Then the past 2 weeks, waste my time so much for what?

I can almost imagine the answers they gonna give me tomorrow.

ANGRYNESS IS ME LAH……………!

ROAAARRRR!

***

In other news, I had wanted to set a medical appointment via email with a wellness doctor so perhaps can arrange for a cancer indicator test or something. I had wanted to arrange an appointment with Siren since it is free consultation first time round.

So I emailed them my full name for registration, as well as Miss Siren Lu’s name and IC for registration.

In their initial reply, they said, “So what is a good time for you and Mr Chong?

Uhm, so they mistook me for Miss Lu.. and my name for Mr Chong.

Then that time I very speechless, then didn’t reply. So when I finally followed up, she emailed back, “Hi Miss Ting, we have 2 slots, do you want to book for you and Mr Chong?

I replied to Joyce, stating that I just needed one slot will do since Miss Lu can’t make it, and I am Chong XX, I threw in a smiley face, in case she went “OHHHHHHH….” and wished she has a hole to burrow into cos of the booboo.

THEN AH!

HER REPLY CAME IN:

Hi Mr Chong,
I’ll book only for Chong XX on 18th Dec’09 at 3.45pm.
We will cancel the booking for Ms Lu at 3.30pm on 18th Dec’09.

Gasp.

BOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!

Ah Cruz said maybe I should reply, “Lim Bu is Chong XX!” and then he added on that probably she would say, “Oh, then is Mr Chong coming?“.

I should have stuck to what I initially joked, “Please arrange for consultation with Dr XX from the other department, Chong XX wants D-cup nehs“.

Angryness many ah!

Best of both worlds

Finally loaded all the pictures!

It has been a long while since I had an amazing work-day like last Thursday.

After a loooonnnggggg day at work to prepare for Popular Bookfest (go check it out at Suntec Convention Hall 4 if you hadn’t for all the great bargains!), I quickly reached out for my bag to head down to Orchard Building (where California Fitness is), where I was supposed to meet up with Siren.

Just couple of weeks back, a very cool, smart, sexy, hot, kind, conscientious friend of mine who has big…. heart had asked if I would be free, as there would be a cool launch going on, and I was welcomed to join in the fun.

And how coincidental could it be that I later found out that the launch was ran by an ex-classmate of mine?! Talk about how small the world indeed is :)

I decided to pop by after a long work day, to check out the newly launched Heineken Boutique Bar right outside California Fitness.

I was pretty impressed by the concept (so0oo cutttee!), as I didn’t know what to expect, and was surprised when I had food and drinks shoved in my face cos I had initially thought it was just gonna be a random roadshow for me to pop by to say hi to the lovely ladies.

And everyone knows, got free canapés and drinks will make me a very happy camper!

The boutique bar drew plenty of attention and would fit in aptly the Christmas decorations along Orchard Road from 10th to 27th December!

And if you are wondering what the boutique bar is reaaaallllyyy about… perhaps the popular Heineken Walk-in Fridge ad would ring a bell or two.

I remember when the ad was just launched, it was my favourite ad, not because I enjoy looking at the plump bloke screaming to the point of crying (though he really was the one who made me laugh out loud whenever I watched the ad), but because…. it was Minibean’s favourite ad.

I remember I was proudly telling my friends how much of a girl Minibean truly is.

Whenever the ad came on, Minibean would just go all quiet and stop whatever she was doing and run towards the television screen for her preparation.

Just when the ladies step into the walk-in wardrobe, she would start to scream together with the ladies, with her palms raised just like the ladies. She would jump and squeal and shout and…. yeah, behave like a girl would in a walk-in wardrobe like that.

And then, she would just grin and stare at us when the blokes scream in the walk-in fridge, and she would just stop.

Sorry Heineken, she is just a lady at heart, and hey, she is not of legal age yet, so pardon her for her lack of enthusiasm for the walk-in fridge.

But the ad was one that would always make us laugh, probably because how Minibean related to it, and it was the one ad she related to the most.

The Boutique Bar had drew its inspiration from this ad, and I was immediately wishing I had Minibean with me for the occasion!

So. Which side are you on?

Since Siren was held up, I took the chance to catch up with the cool, hot babe, and my ex-classmate, and pretty much found out the background to this idea. Of course, I shan’t mention the men-watching part, which I got my taste seriously doubted. HAHAHA!

It is so cute to bring the concept out of the screen and onto the streets for the festive season! Talk about tongue-in-cheek and a clever marketing idea!

Half of it is a show case for the latest festive fashion essentials from some of the trendiest brands, and the other, as you guessed it, is an amazing walk-in fridge! And to bring the best of both worlds together, for the next couple of weeks, there will be weekly specials and exclusive gift vouchers for the fashionistas while they stop by for a pit-stop at the walk-in fridge!

I shy to choose lah!

I was half-wondering if this was there to warn those who OD on Heineken at the launch event.

The fashion half of the Boutique Bar, featuring Fred Perry first:

Siren was busy at work and joined me slightly later, but when she came, we decided to show the crowd what, ahem, good sport we are!

And we made our choice clear.

Fashion?

Yawns.

Really.

Who cares?

Whatever.

Though yes, you probably have your vision stuck at the bottom left half of the picture. Giggles.

And when we got to the Walk-in fridge, with the crowd out there……………..

………………………

Ready for it?!


AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! MY ARMS VERY FAT AHHHH! I blame the muscles built up over poley.

Ended being so shy with the people looking on outside. Giggles.

Decided to stick with being demure!

I should have done Minibean’s favourite gesture, you know, the guy with his palms up and waving them in disbelief, and then clapping with tears in his eyes?!

Me and Siren getting ready for the fabulous walk-in fridge!

I think Heineken should have gotten us for the local version of the ad, when we did it over so many times, and even once I grabbed Siren’s hands and jumped a little as if.. as.. if.. as if.. we won the Toto!

Giggles, quite shy you know?!

But it was damn fun can! And you could even try to destress by going down to the walk-in fridge to do one of those screams, or catch people like me doing it!

Don’t ask me what was I doing, like Chinese New Year Gongxi gongxi, though it reminded me of long long ago, when I was once a Tiger Beer girl during Chinese New Year.

Now, I probably can be Tiger Beer auntie liao hahahahaha!

The best part was we walked away with 6 cans of Heineken, and a damn cool cooler box:

We have very happy boys who met us for dinner.

***

We walked over to meet Jo and Jing after doing our screams, and lugging our cool boxes over to Paragon. Had dinner at Big O, though I would say the virgin meetup was less tense with Siren being the ice-breaker to 3 very shy ladies hahaha.

Ed and James joined us shortly after, and the holy drinks were passed to the chaps, and they were lamenting that they don’t get such invites, but I half suspect that they would probably be really screaming with tears in their eyes if they were in the walk-in fridge, no act required.

After dinner was a longgg walk to Ion Longchamp, where Jo got her limited edition Longchamp bag. Clar clar will be so proud of me.

We were supposed to chill at Ice Cold Beer after bidding Jo and Jing goodbye, and I bumped into an ex-colleague Paul as I was dragging my heels over.

It was nice catching up, and I was teasing his friend, an ICA employee that I am an illegal immigrant, and for a second I thought he might think we were serious.

The chaps were standing around when we reached, and we ended up taking a cab to watch Zombieland at a vacant office, and it was just so cheesy but rather entertaining.

Serenaded by bad singing, before calling it a night at 2ish in the morning. The guys pretty much finished the beer, and Siren had insisted on keeping her cooler box, and I had wanted to keep mine too, but decided to part with mine, since James had offered his place for gatherings in the future, and I thought it would be perfect for all of us to utilise the cooler box that way.

I had joked I would probably use the cooler box to store breastmilk.

Something about the simplicity of the day that had made it all pretty. It could also be the fact that the load of nice people I met that had helped to lighten the long, harsh day at work.

Vpost, you suck.

I don’t remember ever having to rant 3 straight posts on how cheesed off I am by pure, ill, substandard services.

But, yeah, here I am.

And you guess it, Vpost is officially on the top of my sucky list, and probably has the WORST service ever.

It is not even the fact that their staff are bad, cos in their defence, they are mostly polite, and calm, though they are always clueless and their firm tones are probably their best weapons to give disgruntled customers a false sense of security and assurance.

So you thought everything went on OKAY right…?

But NOoOoOoOOOOoooo!

You see, having told on Wednesday that my parcel was on Monday’s flight, and will probably reach me latest by next Monday with priority delivery in place, something didn’t feel quite right still, and I decided to call them again after realising nothing was delivered to me today.

I tell you, this paranoia shit is probably BEST for such scenarios.

So, I called Vpost up, and then this time, I was served by yet another customer officer, who put me on hold for more than 5 minutes to retrieve the call logs from before.

She came back, to tell me that she has no visibility on my parcel and couldn’t track for me, and apparently my case was escalated to her superior, and she would get her supervisor on duty to call me back today.

Alarm bells went off.

COULDN’T TRACK?!

I mean, you guys managed to pinpoint it to be on the plane on Monday right, after not able to track it? You mean you then lost sight of it again?!

Okay, but I thought it was cool and thanked her for getting her superior to call me back. Cos, not her fault also, and her previous colleagues who got back to me perhaps didn’t update the system or something.

But I was slightly “Uh-oh” when I realised that they didn’t update the system and lost track of the elusive parcel again.

The supervisor did call me back, and told me that she tried to track, and apparently THERE WAS NO RECORD. So basically, she said she cannot give me an answer if my parcel is already in Singapore or not.

In my mind I was thinking, if it left US by flight on Monday, did it transit somewhere and decide to walk to Singapore instead?!?!

Like, seriously, uhm, cannot check the flight?

So she said she had sent in a request and upped the issue to her superior (wah, if it continue on like that, probably will reach the CEO of Singpost liao!), and escalated the case.

Wait a minute….. if the previous issue was somewhat solved with the parcel being tracked and set flight for Singapore, why is there a need to further escalate the case?!

Nevermind.

She then said she would call me before 6pm to update me on any status and let me know if I will be receiving my parcel “OR NOT”.

What the *beeeeeep* does “OR NOT” mean?

I kept my cool, explained the scenario that the invoice matching was delayed, so was the payment system faulty, and now.. my parcel had reached vpost for almost a month, and when I thought you guys had solved the problem, you guys lost sight of the parcel, AGAIN?

They hor, will always tell you how much they understand. Of course, after hearing how 10247 other people share the same woes, I bet they hear about such incompetency EVERY single day, and “I understand” and “Apologies for that” are their best “taiji” moves.

I hear them say that, I also embarrassed to kick up a fuss, but just wanted at least an answer, you know what I mean? So I said I would appreciate if she would call me back.

So I was rather busy today with Popular’s Bookfest, I told Siren “roarr. Soft roar but still roarrr, but if they don’t call me back by 6pm, I will freaking make sure I RRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!

We joked, if they don’t call us back, we would then hold a press conference, cos apparently, that was taught by a certain someone that was bound to work, after it worked on a medical case his friend encountered. Though I ain’t sure it is applicable for this case, I can tell you this is almost becoming life-threatening.

So, at 5.45pm, I was getting a little impatient cos they didn’t call back.

5.50pm, I decided to call back and left a message instead.

6pm. Vpost hotline was closed and no one called back.

6.10pm, the call finally came in and she was apologetic for not calling me before 6pm.

I was seriously suspecting that she probably wouldn’t if I didn’t call to leave a message.

She then apologised and…………………………………..

…………………………….

……. told me there was a system error.

And here’s the clincher: MY PARCEL WAS NOT SHIPPED AND STILL IN FUCKING US OF A.

THIS IS THE POINT I GOT SO FRUSTRATED!

I mean, what the fuck is this?! Then why did you guys tell me it was on the plane on Monday?

Was it a phantom parcel that board the plane? Or did my parcel decide to take a return flight cos it has a life of its own?!

I was exasperated, and I told her this is not the way to run your service, especially with so many other users complaining about the same bad service they provided, and we suffered.

They might as well give me my parcel exact location, and I get another courier service to get it to me.

Now, they gave me a timeline, and promised that they are trying to expedite it and perhaps it would reach Singapore by Tuesday or Wednesday, the latest.

SERIOUSLY! You think I am going to believe your bloody fake, hollow, empty promises that hold no weight again?!

Very sad lor! You raised my expectations and then this disappointment is freaking major.

How many chances you bloody want?

Sorry. I mean, how many bloody chances do you freaking deserve?

RRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRR!

I pointed out that I was told that way before, and then I was even given an exact location of where my parcel was, so were they just LYING to wriggle their ways out of giving their customers an answer?!

So Vpost, you guys are bloody liars too.

And with the excuse given to me earlier on, even if it is a bloody excuse, you guys should be already using the past couple of days trying to locate the damn parcel, and if not, you guys would have realise the damn parcel had not reached Singapore because of your fucked up service!

Then now you tell me it never did go on the plane, then WHAT WAS THAT THING ON THE PLANE ON MONDAY?!

Oh, yah, I forgot, your bloody Vpost lie.

Gee, if Vpost has a gender, it must be a MAN.

Angry like hot potato I tell you!

*Sniff sniff* Why you cheat my feelings like that? Why must you bluff meeeeeeee?

How many orgasms do you want to deprive meeeeeeeeeeeeee?

So I was like worked up but not raising my voice but I just got very exasperated and went, “You know, cannot like that you know.. you all cannot give services like that. It is reflecting very badly of you guys, and I can get at least 10 other feedbacks around me to back up how baaaadd your service is. And I just can’t understand why that you guys have to tell me it was on the plane, that is unacceptable.

And I don’t know why I was supposed to sound angry, but I just ended up sounding damn sad, like a friend had disappointed me greatly, and I was trying to mean well and make her see the light and getting emotional.

Wait. I still cannot get over this fact: then you tell me my parcel on the plane to Singapore already for what? Hmppphhhffffff.

She repeated the standard script and said she also didn’t know why her colleague said it was on the plane when it was not, and said she probably didn’t “dig further“.

If that was the first level of information available, then who in the first place pointed out my parcel was on the plane?!

Someone had to say it, or there was an indication it was, right?! Why would nothing become something?! Then dig further is, “Parcel boarded plane. Too fat. Overloaded. Plane emergency U-turn. Parcel back in US”?

Someone said I should get the hot pair of brothers from Supernatural to investigate, though I would probably end up telling them to well, uhm, investigate me, and we will all be doing a lot of things that defy nature.

Okay, I digress.

I just want to say, this is just to absurd, and too ridiculous and I am speechless and very exasperated already.

Then I just told her that at the end of it, no one could explain why that there were so many flags raised and then it is only today when they found it to be still in US, unshipped.

And I can’t take her words for it because they basic trust was betrayed after they gave me flimsy excuses time and again.

She said she would update the status on Monday, and would expedite it. I asked what is going to be the difference this time round from the past 2 times.

She almost didn’t want to commit to the timeline of Tuesday and Wednesday.

Then I said I couldn’t possibly take her word for it, cos apparently Vpost is just a disappointing service that shows no capability of keeping to their words.

I seriously wonder if they lost my parcel and refused to admit to it and hoping to buy time to locate it since it DID reach them.

She apologised and said she would get back to me and escalate to her superior to see if she could extend some kind of discount.

Such an insult.

SERIOUSLY?

Don’t tell me you gonna appease me by extending me a discount for your next delivery service, cos I will ask you to shove it up yours as WHO STILL DARE TO USE YOUR SERVICES?!

And what kind of discount? The kind you extend to your credit card alliance also?

I tell you what, waive it, I get another courier service to do it, and perhaps they can show you what REAL postage services should be like.

And you guys delaying it for almost 3 times the usual timeline, so what? You gonna give me 66.66% off?

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

She was polite, so I had no reason to be angry, though was really pissed when she couldn’t give me an answer why my parcel didn’t get on the plane yet they told me it did.

At the end of it, I am still hum chee, and I didn’t roooaaaaarrrr down the phone, thanked her before she said she would try to call on Monday to update the status.

I ended it off with, “Yes, please do” curtly. I believe I had meant “YOU BETTER DO!

Before I called Siren to start my conversations with 100 x of “CCB”s.

You tell me, how to believe you like that?

You tell me, which point along the way did you show true sincerity of wanting to remedy this mess?

BUGGERS!

Okay. Rant finish.

Vpost is a man.

Boycott sucky services like these.

I am now just too speechless (duh, though I know from the above rant I probably wasn’t).

Bah.

Popular Bookfest 2009

I was pretty much a headless chicken this morning when I rushed down to Suntec, only to realise my phone decided to rebel on me.

Then it was a chain of hiccups that made me utterly frustrated, but then eventually, I turned my thoughts around and the day got progressively better.

It was a long breakfast with Janice over dim sum, and we stood in the strong wind outside Suntec, as her questions got answered.

I then rushed back to office cos I needed to… take a dump and I found myself very comfortable with the washroom in my office building. And it is rare cos I am the kind who needs the kind of “feeeeeelingg” when doing it.

Okie. TMI.

The highlight of the day was, the cab driver missed a turn and was apologetic. I didn’t have enough change and he decided to just take $2 from me, and refused the coins I managed to dug up, and he seemed to be more apologetic than I was.

HE WAS SUCH A DARLING CAN?

Rushed to pick up a few stuff before I headed back to Suntec, and had dinner with my loveliest bunch of clients. And they made me laugh.

Thank you people. :)

Hopped on a cab and I dozed off all the way back to home.

***

Remember the accident I witnessed near Marina South exit? Apparently it was fatal. :(

***

Little bits and pieces of thoughts here and there.

***

Oh, go down to the Bookfest, lotsa awesome offers there man! I thinking maybe I should bring Minibean down on Sunday before the dinner we were supposed to attend.

***

Today, I told a young girl, “I want to see your panties“.

She was the same girl who had joked about wanting to turn her boyfriend on and her panties can’t be safe in the same statement.

Be safe girl, BE VERY SAFE!

***

Oh, I got new glasses! Still geeky! But it no longer feels as heavy and doesn’t leave marks on my poor nose! And it is reasonably priced, and cheap, with ultra thin lenses too :)

***

It was such a heavy dinner, and when the combo was shared between me and my client, it was supposed to be meant for 3 people, but no one wanted to share with us.

I ended up eating more than one bowl of rice.

*Burp*

I got home, got hungry.

I finished a bowl of chicken porridge from Boon Tong Kee, and a bar of chocolate for supper.

But, I am still hungry.

And this is SO NOT PMS.

***

I saw the look my dad had on his face when he picked Minibean off the ground after she had insisted on wanting him to carry.

She probaby has all the men in the family twirled around her little pinky.

He lifted her and she instinctively leaned her head onto his droopy shoulders, and smiled really brightly.

I saw my dad burying his head onto her tiny shoulders, and smiling very contentedly.

He had told me how stressed he is these days, and yet that was one of the most beautiful smiles I have seen on him for a long, long time.

He hadn’t seen her for more than week, and I know how much he must have missed her.

***

This week ended surprisingly fast.

There are still things to do over the weekend, and a new week beckons.

I still have yet to do Christmas shopping, and with all the bills piling in…. I sure ain’t looking forward to that.

***

OH! Salsa starting next week! Wooohooo!

I still can’t do a bloody split.

***

I took a nice long walk on Wednesday evening to my poledance practice from Suntec City.

Jiali and I were walking to Raffles City after class, and we bumped into Allan and Jin!

And I forgot to tell them that Minibean insisted on sleeping with Elmo every night since she got it for her birthday.

Since birth, all the plushies had not made it to such an honorable list, so that must have said something special about their choice of gift :)

Thank you.

I walked from Raffles City to Suntec, only to have Siren telling me that they were at Raffles City, and there I was, making an U-turn back to Raffles City.

After an evening of walking up and down, I was somehow deluded into thinking that I am quite well-prepared for the full marathon already!

It was then a fulfilling and nice supper at Boon Tong Kee, and I actually prefer the roasted chicken much more, and I almost asked for another bowl of rice if not for the fact that my bulging tummy was pricking my conscience.

It was a cool, chilly evening, and I actually felt a sense of positivity, just because. If only everyday is like such.

***

Something made me scream in delight on Thursday.

And Thursday was a fun day, and it was a day I met plenty of people…

Thus, it thoroughly deserves a post on its own.

Alas, my camera has a mind of its own and refuse to load the pictures.

I. SO. NEED. A. NEW. CAMERA.

Stay tuned for the hilarious pictures to come! :)

Vpost update

So they didn’t get back to me today and since some of the orders aren’t mine, I decided to pop Vpost a call this late noon before their office closed because letting others wait, I also kinda feel.. embarrassed about it.

They told me they would call me back. 10 minutes later, they finally called back to tell me they have found my parcel, and apparently, they had only just sent it out on Monday, a good 11 days after they had initially said they had released and sent out.

To remedy it, they said once the parcel reaches Singapore, they will put it on priority delivery.

Here’s the thing. I asked them for a good indication, NOT confirmation I might add, that if priority delivery, given the fact it is already on the plane, what is the timeline I can look at, so at least I can account to others tapping on my order, right?

They refused to do so, because they said just in case there is any delay, don’t want to disappoint me.

Seriously, their promise is 5 to 8 days, and it had been very late. Damage is done, and an answer is better than no answer, right?

I was cordial but frustrated because I know it isn’t the customer service fault, cos it is just that Vpost is sucky, so no point like passing the wrath onto someone who probably doesn’t deserve it.

So I expressed my concern about needing to be accountable to others, and I will appreciate a rough timeline will be good enough. Like, since it is on the plane, say it will take 3-4 working days with priority delivery, or something will do good.

They apologised, and said if it is affecting my business, they are very sorry about it.

IF REALLY IT IS MY BUSINESS AND YOU DELAY, I WILL BE ASKING FOR REFUND OR COMPENSATION FROM THE MANAGER ALREADY!

Eventually, they said it would reach me by Monday.

SERIOUSLY?!

If the parcel was already on the plane on MONDAY, I would suppose it was release last weekend, which would mean, it takes LONGER than their 5-8 days policy to reach me even WITH priority delivery?!

HELLO?! Does it even uhm, make sense?

I just checked. If my parcel reaches me on Monday, it will only be couple of days short of ONE MONTH since the parcel reached Vpost, inclusive of their failure in invoice matching AND the system glitch that made me couldn’t pay earlier PLUS the delivery booboo.

BLUE BALLS OR NOT YOU TELL ME!

RRRROOOOOAAARRR.

So basically, they took twice as long to get my parcel to me. And like that, I can pay only HALF of my Vpost amount or not?

ROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAARRRRRR I roar somemore I will turn into a werewolf.

Puuuuuuuuuiiii.

Apparently, Siren also had an encounter with Vpost with her VS order, ON THE SAME DAY, and with the twitter replies, apparently Vpost had sucked pretty badly, and it is just natural that I will be very allergic to Vpost from now on, and there will be definitely others who will boycott such ill services.

I think the handling of this issue and other issues faced by others who shared their experiences… it just shows that even though the parcels are “safe” and “trackable”, somewhat eventually, but the delays are support given are quite frustrating, and might not be enough to retain the customers.

Of course, we are just small fries, might not mean much difference to them, and the world will still revolve for them, and other suckers for their poor services.

Wah, somehow very long never rant so negatively about anything already, and this time I think being deprived of my thrill and excitement really got to me, somemore I was supposed to start on something with the loot I am supposed to receive, but oh well.

Giggles, I told Siren, it is almost like being sexually frustrated. If before you feel the feeling of cumming and the guy ejaculated prematurely, you probably feel like… sian and roll over and just resign to your fate.

BUT IF YOU ARE A SPLIT SECOND FROM A MINDBLOWING ORGASM (well, sometimes you just know it) AND THEN HE ENDS THE GAME FOR YOU, YOU TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL?!?!?!

Feel like kicking him off the bed and dulan until cannot dulan right and then if he says a half-hearted sorry, you lagi dulan right? Then even he might not be all that bad in the sack, you will probably be a little cautious to “try” him again.

Okay, nevermind I don’t know where the analogy come from. Hahaha.

I joked to the customer service lady, “Well, you should know, girls are emotional about their shopping…..

I swear it wasn’t a threat.

Vpost

Where service is concerned, Vpost is an epic fail.

It all started when VS promptly processed my order, and delivered quick enough for me to feel excited about it all reaching me faster than expected.

When I tracked my parcel via VS’s courier, everything was rosy until…….. it reached Vpost.

I sent in my invoice at the first instance to match my parcel, but I kept getting emails from them to send in the invoice.

Okay. I sent again.

The parcel status went mysteriously missing in my system, so I thought they matched it. I know they had put a disclaimer to say there might be a delay in the process, so it would take a couple of days.

I sent in an email to check if they had matched the parcel to the invoice because I could no longer see the parcel status in my system.

Still, the email came in to request for my invoice.

Nevermind.

It took a few days later than promised and with my parcel mysteriously disappeared into twilight zone before they matched it, and the parcel status appeared in my system again.

They then sent me an email to quote the postage rates base on the weight of my parcel, and advised me to pay at the Vpost site, via the system.

I went in and there it wrote my invoice amount to be USD$1, and there is no indication of the amount I should pay, and basically I couldn’t lah!

The emails from Vpost came in again to invoice me for the postage but seriously! If your system sucks, how can I pay?

So I thought nevermind, I shall wait for it to be in the system.

After 3 days of no sound no picture, I emailed the customer service to reflect that the postage amount is not reflected and I would like to pay for it.

Couple of days later, I received a reply that it was sorted out and I could finally pay it on the 26th November.

So, it was the beginning of a long countdown.

They then indicated that the parcel was released for delivery with a tracking number given.

But unfortunately whenever I tried to track it, upon entering the tracking number given gave me the response of “status unknown” or “status unavailable at the moment”.

ROOOOOOOOOOOAAAARR.

So last week, I called up to see if I could have more visibility on that, cos by right, I thought it should reach me by late last week already.

They assured me it was on its way, probably on transit or at the customs, and I should be able to receive it by Monday, when asked if the tracking number not providing any status is okay.

Came this week, and when I didn’t receive it on Tuesday, I gave a call to Vpost again, and the customer service officer was puzzled too when she couldn’t track my package.

She told me she has to escalate the matters because by right it should reach me but they couldn’t track the parcel at all, not even the route of how it should came by.

Booohooooohooooo. She was then pretty clueless, and didn’t indicate anything and hung up.

I had to call up again and this time, another officer stated her name and said I could get back to her, and would try to track the parcel and get by to me by today, or latest by Friday. This time, she got my contact details and all, and was equally puzzled how there wasn’t any status updates to my parcel package throughout this.

I shall wait till Friday then before I know the fate of my parcel, and I am incessantly upset.

Because you deprive me of the excitement of VS. Because you raised my expectations and didn’t meet. Because you promised but you didn’t deliver! Because I was supposed to pass some of the stuff to my friends! Because you gave me blue balls!!!!!!!

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRR

And ultimately, you gave me bad service that didn’t even come cheap.

Very disappointed leh! I mean, like too much hassles, and the gratification didn’t come! Very sad right?!

So to sooth the very broken heart, I succumbed to more VS shopping last night, and I awe myself with my self control when I took out many items that weren’t on sale and way out of my budget.

Save a lot lah! This time, the timeline is… it will reach Ian by 17th December, and he would bring back to Singapore for me on 24th December, just in time for Christmas!

Since most of the stuff are for the cruise, I can afford to wait :D

Though he was telling me it would better not be asking him to bring back a 15kg cake mixer, which was what his friend had requested him to do so.

Then he was saying if he missed the shipment, he could always bring it back in June when he comes back for his next holiday.

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!

He doesn’t understand! I would probably cry murder and go to New York to bring them back from him instead, and insist on him paying for the airfares IF he forgets to bring my parcel back before the cruise. Alternatively, I will try to win his money on the cruise.

I bought only 2 dresses, because one will be for travelling to cold countries, and another… my swan song before the shopping ban kicks in for good, and it was a piece I really like the previous time round but didn’t have the heart to order cos it costs more than USD 50.

Damage done with free shipping and all? 100+ USD, and I am feeling the immense guilt gnawing up me now. But someone got to sooth the blueballs, somehow.

And I had conveniently forgotten that I had just went down to get new glasses done and replenished my contact lens supply last night.

Okay lah, good deal and good discount and half the price of my present pair even with thinner ultra thin lens!

You probably can see my self-consolation at work here.  I also have bad muscle sores and cramps. So poor thing, have to sayang myself, right?

SAAAYYYYYYYY YOU AGREE WITH ME!

ROAAARRRRRRR!

I did falter and buy myself ONE dress from Foggiare, and I can’t wait to collect it. Uhm, it is Christmas… no.. uh.. new year dress. Though it doesn’t make sense cos when all the orders come in, I probably have enough to last me till next Christmas, and I will be wearing the dress sooner than new year. Thanks Jo for keeping the last piece for me!

Can’t wait for Tammie to come back to make dresses after I gave her some ideas. Boohoo. 8 days holiday, she goes very long leh.

Pray that my freelance work deal pulls through to keep me busy and provide some dough that I badly need!

NO MORE SHOPPING!

Thankfully today while having breakfast with Ivy at Great World Spinelli’s. I realise at least I don’t think about buying bags. Phew. I guess the desire was killed by a Mac lipstick, wielded by Minibean.

IF I BLOG ANYMORE ABOUT BUYING CLOTHES TILL 2010, I SHALL GROW FROM SIZE XS TO S.

Fuck, and that would mean I have more reasons to buy new clothes so I can fit into them.

*Grumble grumble*

Eh! Christmas shopping not considered as shopping right?!

And I am considering registering for Sundown Marathon (should I TRY a FULL one? For sure as hell I can’t manage the Ultra one), also NOT shopping right?

Minibean turns THREE

Hokay, here comes the massive post.

How can anything to do with Minibean not be massive?

This was supposed to be up last week but then procrastination got the better of me, and with this week finally getting more relaxing, I finally can give this a little more attention and finally journal it down…. or else if it ends up like her birth story, she will be six when anyone finally gets to read this.

It all started in a panic on Saturday morning, when I woke up to realise it wasn’t quite in the morning…. a very cranky little miss had refused to shower nor change, and had insisted on wearing an old and faded dress for her big day.

Just when you thought one female is hard to deal with, the elder lady, in the form of my mum, had insisted of not going for the party, and just as we got Minibean changed, she decided to tag along.

So, by the time we finally headed out of the house, it was almost 2pm, when we had to pick up the cake, and we had said the party would start at 3pm.

BREAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTHEEEE.

And some miscommunication really didn’t start off the day in a good note. :( Apparently many of the SMSes sent out didn’t reach the intended recipients, and a big apology to those who didn’t get it.

BREATHHEEEEEE MOREEEEE.

***

Finally shoo-ed the ladies out of home and made our way to event venue.

We reached AFTER some of the first guests arrived.

Andy and Evelyn were there only a minute or two after we did, so they were conveniently roped in for event set up.

And it was pretty apparent from the graffitti that the failed aspirations expected out of your children, will tragically befall on your grandchildren.

The event set up crew, in their gay outfit.

The fairy chest Mummy bought for Minibean, so that she could play dress up for the day!

I am not sure who was more excited. I was quite excited to grab this at ELC’s sale and it consisted of a pair of fairy wings, a magic wand, a butterfly braceful, a sweet hair band, and a tutuskirt.

Like I said, i seriously have no idea if I had bought it for the birthday girl, or for myself. Giggles.

But I finally managed to coax her into dressing up for the occasion, before I was accused of hijacking her presents and toys.

We started with the balloon blowing, and after last year’s agonising attempt, I told myself I shall keep away from any sort of blow.. uhm, chores this year.

The bear balloons turn out awry especially with the heads almost unnoticeable with the bear body overly inflated.

Looking at this picture makes me happy, cos she looks truly… happy. Isn’t it amazing how when we are young, all the happiness is just so… pure and untainted.

Maybe that’s what innocence is all about. Everything is just in fragments of simplicity.

Jie jie Evelyn with the birthday girl.

The balloon blowers who brought so much thrill to Minibean and other kiddies.

One of my favourite pictures, of Minibean and her great-grandfather. He is 94 and in great shape, and shows how much he pampers her when he heads out to shop alone just for her. He is an amazing man, and hit off well with my mum!

After Evelyn jiejie had tied up her hair beautifully for her, she started to slip into vanity mode!

So posey!

It wasn’t long before Eddie and Victoria joined us, and here are the early sneak peeks to Minibean’s presents from them cos she couldn’t wait to rip them out of the packaging.

Problem with handling a three year old is that… they will do ANYTHING to make sure you can’t.

From jieije Victoria.

Seriously, don’t ask me where she gets these poses from, I ain’t gonna claim responsibility for any of them!

Cash register from Eddie (which was her favourite toy of the entire day and gotten so much of her attention), and PlayDoh from Victoria, which is her present favourite toy in the evening, and the very set I sat through with her last evening.

Special plates and cups for the kiddies. Mummy couldn’t resist and insisted on using them as well.

Apparently the horse club has a junior member too.

I wonder if that’s why everyone was wearing a Polo top with “3″, cos Minibean was turning, well.. 3.

And something got the guys’ attention!

And… what could that be…?

A pink bike which obviously got Axel’s attention as well.

Upon fixing everything (gee, does it really take so many men to finish fixing up one?!), they realised there wasn’t any air in the tyres, and had to fetch it to the petrol kiosk to get it pumped.

With the party caps not utilised after some of the kiddies pulled out (hand, foot mouth, gasp! Or Mummies who didn’t turn up), I made the girlies wear the caps.

The poor girlies were made to do a Minibean with me!

Hahaha, apparently whenever Minibean poses for a picture, she likes to do this pose!

Minibean’s playmates for the day, and it was just funny….. look where Minibean’s right hand is at.

I have to emphasize that she was just trying to feed the jiejie, but the jiejie didn’t want to be babysat.

I insisted that this is a picture of nubile, young girls. I fit right in!

Finally food for the earlybirds!

The Mee Siam was pretty awesome with my mum raining compliments on it too. Victoria’s dad dropped by as well and it was a pleasant surprise, and I believe most of the guests had only good things to say about the Mee Siam.

Things started to spiral a little out of control when the bubbles were handled over to the screaming kiddies.

And I kid you not, I don’t think any of the past parties was as tiring as this.

Photographer of the day! Though I don’t know when will I ever see light of the pictures!

The kiddies were having fun, and the adults took turns cos everyone was maxed out after a while with the little fights over the pink bottle, who gets what, and who spills what.

Lifesaver came in the form of Siren who had the patience to speak sense into the kiddos and the difficult kidults hahaha. We were very the flowery. So girly and sweet. Hohoho.

The amazing Janice, who was the only work-related friend I invited cos many others were involved in Sitex, and I adore this girl to bits. One of the nicest chicks to work with, and she was thoughtful enough to make it down.

The funniest part was when Marco turned up and the first person he greeted was Janice, and I was told how great a singer she is.

Marco then said hi to Jiali.

Then said hi to Victoria.

Then Eddie. Andy, and others.

Apparently my tiny brains forgot I had known him together with Jiali 12 years ago, and he had met the others through me during WSA.

Silly me!

The guests were almost all ready for the cake cutting.

And with 2 days of lead time, I was just glad I managed to get the cake I had wanted to get her.

Though not really. I wanted to get her an zoo-theme cake, but then didn’t have the time to get the cake dress up done, so it was substituted with animals marshmellow!

An awesome cake from Pine Garden, which was also the place I made an order for her 2nd birthday’s cake.

This year, the flowers and the cubed letters got to me.

And with their anniversary discount, this 2.5kg cake, cost me less than $100.

The cake in its full glory!

This was the hardest part. To get the kiddies to stand together, WITHOUT sticking their fingers into the cake.

Which proved itself to be an ultimate challenge.

I digress, but my arms are getting really bulky. Boo!

Finally it was time for the cake-cutting. It was really cute when Axel broke into a sweet solo of birthday song, and we were rushing to finish the song so we could cut the cake as soon as possible so the kiddos would stop assassinating the cake!

Right after this Minibean wanted the knife cos she wanted to cut the cake.

You can only imagine the mess thereafter.

The fabulous Mr and Mrs Ho. Thank you for gracing the events. I had asked them down so to encourage the newlyweds to, well, you know…. BUT, I think I have successfully put them off for good.

Can see how reluctant the birthday girl was because she was just too eager to get herself dirty with all the bubbles-blowing and running around the garden.

My poledancing buddy! Thanks babe. Words can never express how thankful I am.

Me and the little cutie just before he had to go .

Marco, Minibean, Jiali and me.

Twelve years. Wow.

And thanks Marco, I really appreciated your pointers :)

Adore this! Everyone looked so… happy!

12 years on.. since we met on the day we watched Titanic.

It got dark and we went out for a tiny break.

And trust me, my knees were vibrating so badly cos I was trying not to break Eve’s legs with my weight.

Thanks Sherry and Uma for making it! And indulging in my requests to look kiddy for the occasion!

The fabulous babes even dressed up for the occasion, sorry if I didn’t host you guys good enough but I really, really appreciate you guys for turning up :)

And *drums roll* the time had came for the all important…. gift-opening session. And never did we expect the exhausting process ahead.

Christmas came early, right before a real pine tree.

The very first one is with Uncle Eddie’s pressie.

Jiejie Sherry helping with getting the cash register out of its packaging. And you need screw drivers to get it out of the box! Why so much hassles?!

Like I said, my favourite picture, and she is looking at the camera! Such a little poser. :)

Sherry berated me for being the only one staring at the camera, while they were busy undoing the cash register.

More camwhoring.

Can you imagine how long the cash register took us?!

And how much energy we spent on it?! Look at the others behind chillaxing one corner, while we did all the work!

Next up, the top from Uncle Marshall, Auntie Jessica and Baby Axel.

And the gift from Jiejie Janice!

A toy saxophone! Which Minibean always asked Mummy to play Twinkle twinkle little star!

Of course, it has also somewhat became Mummy’s toy.

And her posing with Mummy’s present.

Finally the cash register was freed from the screws!

Uncle Eddie and his great choice of pressie.

Mummy’s pressie of a vet tent! With her great grand father helping out and making her a really happy little camper!

Uncle Eddie, as usual, was sweeping his hair.

Next time, whenever she wanna “run away from home” she could very much have her options of the vet tent, or Thomas the train tent.

A pretty white dress from Tua Ee Po.

And another fabulous gift choice from Uncle Andy and Jiejie Evelyn!

We linked the 2 tents together, and she had fun just crawling around it. I tried to do so but I got stuck.

And she had fun tunneling and amusing the adults with her excitement!

The pram from Tua Ee Po and the…… bastard hybrid of Elmo and Big Bird from Allan and Jin which she adores so much that she brings it for a walk every morning in the pram.

And here begins of her new pose, with the pouting and all.

Present from Jiejie Cheyenne!

A bouncey ball! Which raised plenty of eyebrows from the adults hahahaa.

A cool vest from Uncle Marco!

And here’s the pout again!

Someone has to blow the bouncey ball into shape, somehow.

Test ride to make sure it is childsafe. Ahem.

Don’t ask me what my fingers were doing. It really isn’t what it seems.

It is safe for Minibean, though Uncle Eddie looks very wrong in this picture.

The pressie from Uncle Kishore.

Treats from grandparents.

Did I say about how grandparents will always put their aspirations of what their children cannot achieve?

I tried it, and it works like the real thing!

More pressies!

More pouts!

And the animal book.

She loves animals and I am just very glad that she does.

Another dress from the grandparents.

Colouring book from Jiejie Cheyenne, which I am going to keep far far away from any of my bags.

Some other pictures, of the nice little socks dressing up the venue.

The elmo… looks wrong.

Thankfully, we found out it was Elmo dressing up as Big Bird. Hahahaha.

And another salah present from Jiejie Cheyenne, which is a caterpillar game that Minibean kept wanting all of us to play with her with.

And yes, Minibean turns 3!

Last but not least, her creativity shows when she tried to “zhng” her ride with the starry stickers!

The gift unwrapping process had Uma and Sherry saying, “I didn’t know how tiring this can be!” when we finally were done with it.

And thanks to all others, who send plenty of hugs and kisses her way.

Thank you, really, and we would really love to have you with us.

***

The night proved to be too alluring to miss and after getting her showered, the adults were in for some relaxation programs since everyone was maxed out by the end of it.

It was damn tiring, but yet somewhat, quite “high”.

So… we ended up at Ang Mo Kio, singing karaoke.

And this is one ugly picture to sum up the concert Cheyenne and I put up with “Xin Bu Liao Qing”, though if you ever find a video of us screaming when a bomb pack exploded on us, it really wasn’t us you see.

Damn unglam lah but damn funny! So many many emotions injected into the song, until Andy took over and sang the male’s version. I still think our version rocked.

Concluded the night with November Rain, and someone actually sang. But it was a lousy shortened version, and we ended up having this wild idea of picking up a guitar from Andy’s and adjourned to a park for more ROCK session when the karaoke joint closed at 3am.

We had supper at McDee’s, and I learnt how to say, “Lei Sei Chaat Hoi Di lah! Ham Kar Chan!” with plenty of gusto!

Woohoo!

We ended up at a park, and when we looked up to the skies, it was one of the most beautiful skies I have ever seen in Singapore. Plenty of stars littered the sky, it was clear, the night was cool, and the company was great.

It was a night of music, though we didn’t even manage to sing a complete song at our rock session, but that prompted me to get a set of game to play so we can rock on!!

It was a very beautiful night, which only ended when it was 7am in the morning.

Quite nostalgic.

You know how when we were teenagers, we used to stay out with friends at the seaside or some park, and just.. chill?

And I, remember the sky from that night, that none of us could resist just watching it, a little longer with the countless stars, bright and define, shining down on us.

***

Hey sweetheart, hope that in years to come, the memories of each and every of your birthday, will be one that is beautiful and filled with joy, that will remind you constantly how loved you are.

Marathons

I am trying to take the time to rest my body and get it back in shape.

Wait a minute before I hear you guys cry murder.

Truth is, I know my machinery’s mechanics, and I know all the parts are 10 years older than what they should be.

The bad back, the slipped disc, the degeneration in the spine, the torn ligament in the knee, and even a small sneeze can give me a muscle pull.

And yes, the constant migraines and fatigue, and the proneness to other ailments… seriously!

So. Next year.

I will want to be able to do a split, which I used to think is impossible, but hey, I finally am able to touch my toes (I once told the chaps that I can’t touch my toes cos my legs are longer than my arms in a moment of self-justification)! So maybe, it can be possible.

I want to be able to muster a dance without tripping, falling. I want to dance, not clown (yes yes, I clown around most of the time, but who doesn’t want to be a graceful swan?!).

I want to smile more, never mind the fine lines, maybe will firm the muscles to my face. Hohoho.

And next year, I want to have better knees to see me through a marathon. I am ambitious, maybe half marathon or a full marathon will be good. For someone who has never ran in one before, not even 5km, that’s….. BIG.

Maybe get my lungs pinky again, by learning to breathe again.

Brush up my Chinese again.

***

NAHHHBEEEEHHHHHH!

Played L4D2 during lunch after a meeting today and got thoroughly fried! -Sulk-

***

Watched The Reader finally last night.

It was good.

But it was just such a sad, sad show, that haunted even when it was over.

All because men are such wusses.

To me, it was a love story. A love story that started, and ended the way it shouldn’t ever have.

A marathon love story, no less.

***

Ooooo.. my you-know-where feels kinda funny.

If it is what I think it is, then nahbehhhhh, I wearing white dress today.

ROAR!

But the silver lining is, back to shrinking appetite and no more water retention! Giggles.

Be loved

Something I have to reaffirm into Minibean’s life every, single day.

The weekend has a nice tinge of peace to it, and besides catching up the rest, and getting some reading done, I finally managed to get my ass off to the church today.

It was just walk-in to a church I never have been to before, and surprisingly, there wasn’t any queue, probably because we were 5 minutes late, and the crowd was already allowed it way before that.

Then again, the service hadn’t started, and we went into the rather packed auditorium, only to be greeted by a rather friendly usher who asked us to head to the rightest most of the auditorium, at the front and told us there were seats there.

So we assumed there were seats. We looked at the signs and moved on when we saw the reserved/handicapped signs.

No seats. So we were just contemplating where to head next.

Suddenly one rude, impatient bugger, who happens to be an usher too, as we stood there, waved us away to tell us to move away cos the seats all taken.

Yes, thank you, I have eyes to see, and we have no intention of taking up the seats, cos we were just momentarily lost.

We moved away, and then a very sweet female usher then asked if we needed seats, and got us seat right at the front, in the middle, 2nd row. Before the podium.

Okay….. stall seats? Pretty brilliant location.

And it was pretty sweet, like how apt the topic was about, “Charis”.

There were many revelations, in a way, an each piece of knowing fell into place, and finding a bit of His humour here and there, wondering if it was just coincidence, or that Someone up there must be really looking.

Walked away feeling pretty good, and the importance of reminding how loved she is, all the time.

In a way, isn’t that what everyone wants to feel, wants to know?

Hurt people, hurt people. And that’s why, loved people, love people.

***

Had a heavy lunner (lunch, dinner) at Aston’s before spending the evening playing Playdoh and bowling with Minibean.

She was serving me pizza and drumsticks, though the mess of the dough of all colours didn’t really make them look that attractive.

She snatched a couple of pieces of bitter, dark chocolate from me, and it was as if she enjoyed it as much as I do!

I had decaffed coffee intrepidly, and I didn’t have any palpitations! Yay.

***

I finally watching 1st series of Perfect Cut, and with a superb cast and storyline, really one of the more quality series of local television. And the brilliant choice of sub-theme song… wow.

***

My new addiction to Fishville is NO GOOD.

I wanna kill whoever the person who told me he was going home to feed his fishes, which piqued my interest to try to see what was the draw.

So Minibean saw Mummy telling her how to rear the fishes and talk about aquarium.

Those who know I have a phobia of dead fishes, literally I might add, will be pleased to know that I feel equally traumatised when my fishes died on me.

Apparently the pole dancing classes had gotten to her and she kept wanting to show off her moves!

She had spa done yesterday! Talking about leading a luxurious, spoilt life.

***

Friday was concluded with me being put off by the rushing peak hour crowd at the train station and decided to take a long, relaxing walk down the bay.

I. NEED. TO. BRUSH. UP. MY. MANDARIN. AGAIN.

Supper was at Balestier again with the rest of the guys, and couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful Rome is to Eve, and she couldn’t stop laughing listening to me replying her in English when she spoke Mandarin and when she spoke Mandarin, I replied in English.

It was a nice, leisurely end to Friday, after a hectic day of wrapping the last quarter up before everyone goes on holiday.

***

It was nice, rainy Thursday, where me and my disti went around Singapore for meetings, and that she is actually an avid dancer too, who took up salsa and all. She also went diving before she got pregnant, and looking at her petite size, I would never believe she is a mum of two.

It was the first time we went on meetings together and I was surprised how thoroughly I enjoyed her company before we bade each other farewell in the cool, chilly weather, and I headed home to clear the plenty emails.

It was a good week, and I bet the next will be an even better one.

Time for me to load the fabulous celebration to Minibean’s third birthday, just let me chilllllllllllllllllllll for a little while more before the new week begins :)

Hope that you guys’ week has been as fulfilling as mine, and that the next will be an even more fabulous one.

Love,

A very loved Minibean & Mummy