I want to blog, I want to blog, I want to blog.
I AM HERE TO BLOG!
Believe me, I've been typing my posts halfway almost everyday, then exiting the browser, having lost my motivation halfway.
Saturday, 17th May 2008
Met up with Anna and Sheri after a long, long time for a dinner&movie date. We dined at PastaMania, where I had Ham&Mushroom Pizza -cravings again. shoots!- and both of them had don't-know-what-creamy-pasta. Haha.
Then, then, then we caught this movie, "What Happens in Vegas". Two thumbs up. I'd definitely recommend you this comedy-romance flick. A funny-bone tickler (:
Great night out, memory jerker. Walked home with Sheri, savouring Hot Fudge Sundae along the way. And thanks Anna, for the
milo agar-agar.
Monday, 19th May 2008After visiting the temple at Bugis, we shopped around OG for luggages then headed down to Taka's Sushi Tei.
My brother pouring his sake.
Look at that mouth-watering eggs with salmon sashimi bits
Salmon, Tuna & Yellow-tail Sashimi Salad with Sushi Tei's special sauce. Damn good.
Cha Soba (: Yum Yum.
Curry Udon
Unagi Bento
Cheese Fried Salmon, look at that cheese ooze out.
3 different types of sashimi
Baby Octopus Tempura
Lastly, Soft Shell Crab Tempura
Amazing how we managed to clean everything off our plates. Our tummies were bloated. Really bloated.
Whiteboards & MeI've got a handful of nicknames from my classmates, one of such is
Sunshine. And this lame Mel calls herself Thunderstorm.
This 2 was written by the same culprit.
Student name: Sze Kit
Friday, 23rd May 2008When Jas, Queenie & I are in the same team, and when we're bored listening to other people's presentation.
Queenie drew Jas & I
Jas drew Queenie
And I drew us.
That's all folks (:
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
what if the time stops ticking at 6:40 PM
Small little things can amount to great happiness. Likewise, teeny weeny little things can lead to much unhappiness. Things at home, aren't shining brightly like the morning sun. They say smiling is contagious, so whenever I face any of my loved ones, I smile. Hoping somehow, it'll make their day. Worries and frustrations are written all over my grandma's face, mom's too. It aches my heart seeing them this way.
Dear Grandpa,
please get well soon.Knowing that will never happen. His condition, as the doctors say, will only deteriorate and
never get better. My grandpa's at a home for the aged, for a month until a maid comes to live....at
my home. Sigh. I don't want a stranger living under the same roof as home. I think nobody at home wishes for that to happen but, it's for the best?
Grandma talks to me now and then, telling me her troubles. I feel her pain.
Mother's Day is coming soon! And there's going to be a celebration. This time, without grandpa. I hope they can all smile and be happy. Which reminds me...I've not complete my gift for my mother, and time is sooooooo running out :O
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During class today, we entirely had no mood to work on our presentation and Jas started drawing smiley(s) on her fingers and assigning our names to them. Samuel's part got cut off. Haha.
Things are picking up in class, and I've found a clique to crap around with (:
Oh! And the class had McDonald's breakfast today (:
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More pictures from work!!
These are a few pictures taken from the morning session.
Alright, time for dinner. End.
Friday, May 02, 2008
what if the time stops ticking at 8:20 PM
Visited grandpa at NUH yesterday, and his condition wasn't at its optimum. His forehead looks very much like a luo han fish, with a bump on his head plus stitches. The blood from the forehead (internally) flowed down to his eyes, making it seem as though someone boxed him. It looks hella painful, honest. His actions were..abnormal? Not pleasant to the ears, but a fact. Somehow the fall has caused his mind to work exactly like a jammed cassette tape. He laid on the hospital bed, with repeated routined actions. "opens cupboard, takes out comb, combs hair, put back comb, close cupboard door, walk out, take a few steps up, more hand & leg gestures" Picture an old man doing that on a hospital bed with his eyes closed, non-stop.
Freaky. Yes?