The Luge

Attire: Neon Tube
Bottom: Denim Skirt=>Shorts
Venue: Holland V=>Sentosa=>Bugis

Been a while since i last had Katong Laksa so we headed down to Holland V where i had my beloved Katong Laksa with cockles, without bean sprouts. Really wonder how people can eat with the spoon alone.. i need the aid of a fork!

No pictures over lunch cos the DSLR was in the boot and i was too lazy to lug everything around! Off to Sentosa! Can't wait to try the trapeze and go-kart!

We went for the Sentosa Luge (go-kart) & Skyride. Luckily i had a pair of shorts for the go-kart. i squealed in delight seeing a pink helmet but turns out it was for KIDS. Duh. Was rather excited when the skyrides came (and the staff put her hands on my shoulders, turning my back against the ride) that i ended up dropping one side of my Esprit slipper! AAArgh.. and then it got pretty sunny so i took out my Pink umbrella shamlessly much to the awe of the other skyriders..

Told myself that keeping myself fair is more impt than be bothered with other's reactions hee..

Luckily the staff found my shoe and we could go for go-kart happily! Can't believe i pulled over in the midst of the tracks to have my pic taken. Luckily my camera was with him haha..





Never had fun for the longest time. Guess you really can have fun if you allow youself to do it. Just got to forget yourself and open yourself up. I like playing with the water, felt like a child and forgot about the surroundings.. i like the tram ride.. it was nice and serene.

Tot i could have a swing and show my acrobatic skills but the trapeze at Siloso was not operational. *disappointed* Went to see the flower show.. i helped myself to the Chrysanthenum and took a few sniffs.. feels like i'm drinking chrysanthenum tea-yummy!

When the rain got too heavy, we found shelter at Imbiah Station together with the rest of the world.. chilled out at the cafe for some tea, reading my books (luckily i had an extra book for him, thou it's Love Sutras)..

The rain finally stopped, we took the bus ride and strolled to the beach carpark to the car. Met up with the gang for Lao Yu Sheng. My first Lao Yu Sheng at a coffee-shop nr Bugis :p And it was crazy..

I scooped some Yu Sheng with my chopsticks and asked..

Val: "What are we supposed to say huh?"

Jo: Just say Huat ah.. (Jo chanting Huat ah..tossing the Yu Sheng)

Everybody: Huat ah! Huat ah!

People from the other tables: Ha ha ha (looking at us)

Jo: Wan Shi Ru Yi!

Xf: Find a nice bf!

Val: Find a nice husband la!

Tien/Serene: (I didn't hear any..prolly got drowned in our voices)
Val: Have beautiful children! (With that, i pulled the yu sheng to the highest, almost touching the wall)

*At this point Jo, Xf, Tien, Serene looked at me laughing*

I found out very much later that the things u wished for are only supposed to happen in 2009..

Chinatown- Love the sausages, hate the shit

Attire: Black Dress, but not little
Venue: Chinatown

While walking to Chinatown, we passed by some ducks hanging from their necks. Felt sad, tot i saw a duck with blood shot eyes. Their plight just seemed more sorry than those at the duck rice stalls you usually see.

It was rather unenjoyable wading through the crowd in the busy streets of Chinatown when you're in your office wear from working earlier with the heels hurting your toes and ur bag weighing a ton.

While queueing for the sausages, uncle manning the shop told us to move along, and not block his stall, saying that the caucasian had "hao de xiang chang ge ni men chi".

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But the Smoked Pork with Cheese German Sausage bought from Erich's Wuerstelstand delighted me. When the sausage chef asked in a monotonous manner: "Mustard, Ketchup, Chilli?" I said "yes" (meaning all of them) giggling. Bought for Jo (who disappeared into the crowd without a trace) and myself.

But not long after i came back after taking some photos to join the girls, Xf said a little boy's faeces had dropped on the road, beside the sausage stall while being carried away by the maid.

It was in front of where we were seated but the rest were still munching on their sausages, unaffected.

I felt nauseous. Tien took 2 cardboard pieces to cover the shit when some people stepped on it, smearing it. "You're a good Samaritan!" I squealed.

Then we imagined how the cardboard collecter would curse at who had laid her stuff on the ground, and collect it back, not knowing about the shit.

Evil!

Slept on the bus ride home, while the girls headed for Red Dot for drinks. Was falling over on my right, luckily the old auntie was engrossed snoozing to care about me hitting her shoulder. Phew.

The nap was refreshing, went home to change into smtg casual, carrying NO bag and met up with the girls at Artery. I had the Shochu with yoghurt. Yiping was saying that if guys in the toilets of California Fitness raised their hands above the cubicle, it means they are beckoning for somebody to enter the cubicle and...

Gee..didn't know that.

I then went with Jo to the Ladies. While she was at the basin, i went into the cubicle, closed the door and stuck out my hand ..

Val: "Joanne! Look here!!!" (Right hand sticking out from above the cubicle, fingers moving in a lingering manner)
Jo: "I'm coming.." (in a perverted tone)
Val: "Aaargh!! My door is still locked k!" (shocked at the perveted tone)
Jo: "You must be checking now to see if you locked your door properly right????

*traumatised*

We had supper at Maxwell Food Centre where i was v contented with my Egg Prata ( I dun like egg ones cos they are tasteless all the time), even if i had wanted 2 Kosongs/Cheese initially. It was yummy!

I was amazed by how lovely the soya bean drink tasted, judging at the looks of it..

You see, you see!!!! (points at pic on the right)

A bazaar at the flea market

Top: Polo Tee
Bottom: Denim Skirt
Venue: Bishan CC & Junction 8

Daphne, Jo, Xf and I shared a stall at the Flea Market, an event organised by Bishan CC to support our friends who were in the committee.

Mum heaved a sign of relief when i was clearing our my wardrobe.. i had been giving my petite aunt clothes every wk, but the supply of my clothes just seemed unlimited!

Our stall was #11, had lotsa response from the aunties and girls who rummage for brands like Mango, Forever 21, Dorothy Perkins, just to name a few! I was so glad to be rid of my Diesel Jeans-heavy!

It was quite hilarious, as we didn't prepare change and plastic bags and panick whenever someone wanna buy something! With the powers of 4 combined, there was a mountain of clothes! Each time a potential buyer picks up smtg, we would go:

" Whose one huh?"
"Mine, mine mine!!"

We sold quite a lot of our stuff, surprisingly in a neighbourhood! Tink our stuff would be snapped up if we were at Tanglin!

Being at the stall kept me off some mind-boggling issues of late, thou i went into a daze at times. Even spilled the entire glass of Snapple all over my legs when we were at Coffee Bean after dinner.

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Hitting the big 3-0

Attire: White Dress

Venue: Changi Cottage

Celebrated KL's birthday today- Charles pasted XXX (roman for 30) to mark KL's 30 yrs of age..

Hitting the BIG 3-0 is the milestone that we all dread, as it means the 1st step into middle-age. Can't imagine the day when i hit 30. How my life would be different from now..

"I dreamed of being sweet sixteen, then magic twenty-one.

Now I am twenty-seven and gonna see thirty come.

My maid calls me ma'am, it makes me feel quite numb. How can I think of me as old? I've always felt so young.

I once could name the top 10 songs played on the radio. Now I turn the rock groups down or hunt for something slow.

I don't mind the big 3-0, if i have walked down the aisle before 30."

27 forever and ever!