Help...

Time : 1.30am

Venue : Some EC in the northern part of Singapore, where the stupid security mistook me for some delivery guy @.@

No of pax : Plus/minus 10

There are now 2 pairs of eyes on me, willing me to shut off the laptop..but i shall perservere!! *evil laughs*

Aha..seems like they've started to give up on me..someone switched on the tv liao..

And now, the conversation turned to blogging..OSIM just revealed tat she has several blogs floating about in cyberspace..some people just can't commit..sigh..*feeble protest from OSIM*

The host, aka known as Ms 'Life-Changing Experience' just walked in with a sleepy look on her..demanding to know why there are still leftover chicken wings on the table..AND THEN, she starts eating them..

..TO BE CONT'D

The Amazing Race(s)

There's plenty of stuff i wanna blog about..but it's 1.20 in the morning z_z

The brain just doesn't function as well in the wee hours as it did before..it doesn't help very much tat i've just scrolled thru some 100 odd photos of people dangling in various positions from the trapeze..y'know? i really have no idea how to rotate some of them so tat they will appear 'upright'..

Think we outdid ourselves this time again..taking 300 pics in 30 hrs..if u take away 8 hours of sleeping time, tat means we took 300 shots in 22 hrs..tat's an ave of 13.5 shots/hr..& this is just ONE camera..at last count, there were at least 3 other cameras..

It has been 2 days of 'amazing races' for me - the tv version with not-winners R & A, the bintan version & of cos, our very own colleagues' version..but to blog about one of my fave topics - Amazing Race, when i'm not in optimal condition will not do it justice..& so, i shall continue tmr..

Voiceover : A detour is a choice between 2 tasks, each with its own pros & cons. In this detour, Team 'Die-die-i-must-watch-TAR-tonite' has to choose between 'Bench It' & 'Paddle It'..

Changes..or not?

Hmm..i usually blog at night..but since i'm now stuck at home on this rainy tues afternoon(& i'm trying to push off packing my room till the last possible moment)..so here i am, sitting in front of my pc..typing wat-i-hope-makes-sense..

Last nite, i had met 'mama' for late dinner/early supper(wat would u call a meal eaten at 9-ish)..we finally met up after numerous failed attempts(which i'm mainly at fault *.*) mama's a school mate whom i've not seen in 4,5 years? I must say she looks exactly the same as i last saw her..& i guess i must have looked the same to her too..or least this is wat pple say..tat i haven't changed much since..well, tommy page came onto the scene with 'a shoulder to cry on'..

This is one common factor i noticed in most of my frens..or at least the ones tat i still keep in contact with..as u know, i have had been (trying) to pack up my room recently..& i came across some old photos..be it my school mates, tt team-mates, from-nowhere frens..95% of them remain fairly recognisable after all these years..other than having aged..opps, i mean matured slightly..and maybe longer hair these days(long hair was banned during my sec sch days, not tat it mattered to me)

Some might have put on weight slightly..some might have removed their glasses(thanks to contact lens & increasingly, lasik)..but overall, there doesn't seem to be any drastic changes..if u are familiar with those taiwanese variety shows where the audience go 'wahhh' when some transformed duckling appears..u'd understand wat i mean by 'drastic changes'..

I guess sometimes it's nice to know tat certain things are more or less 'unchangeable'(like the colour of my hair)..and so, i wonder..wat will the changes be like in 1 year's time? or will there be any?

Weekdays vs weekends

Today's the end of the weekend..theoretically, there should be no difference between a weekday & weekend for a nuahster like me..as some people might say, everyday's weekend for u! but somehow, it doesn't seem to work this way leh..

First, there's still the weekday lunch crowd to deal with..just the other day, i happily took a 5-mins stroll to the hawker centre which somewat lies on the fringe of shenton way..i had purposely waited till 130pm before venturing out, naively believing that the crowd should have thinned out by then..how wrong i was!

After circling the place twice, i still couldn't get a table..and i resorted to da-baoing my yu yuan mian..the yu yuan connoisseur in me strongly believes tat yu yuan mian should be eaten at the location itself..as compared to ji fan, which can be da-baoed & left for half the day & it will still taste the same..(speaking of which, i must go & eat my fave yu yuan mian before i go..interested to go wif me 0.5? : Þ)

Anyway, the weekend came..went yum cha-ing with wei & the class monitress..after which, we just loitered around chinatown while waiting to go off for our next appointments..aiyo, there were people everywhere...& i mean everywhere..even the fastfood joint in chinatown was packed..& u would have thought tat the average shopper in chinatown would prefer chinese food to some burgers..

Another thing tat's unmistakeably weekend-ish is tat i went jogging around the neighbourhood with ms 'no-pics-with-my-short-hair'..an activity usually reserved for sundays & PHs..and for half hour today, the 2 of us jogged without a route in mind...along the road..under HDBs..backlanes..basically, wherever we felt like running..

15 more mins before the weekend comes to a close..why do i sense this bit of dreary in me? Is it cos it's monday soon..or is it the fact tat i'm another day nearer to leaving my frens..?

I hate packing!

Never knew cleaning up a room can be so tiring..suspect the 'packing/cleaning' gene is missing in me...if not, how do u explain the fact tat my room looks exactly the same after 4 hours of packing??!! @_@

Oh..& tat was just my computer room..barely covering 9 sqm..

In another few hours later, the 3 of them - cordell, FAQ & ah blur will be on the plane to UK..a bit of irony here..me, being the main proponent, will be flying off last..oh well, one's gotta do one gotta do..

Just yesterday, we gave ourselves a 'farewell lunch'..perhaps one of the last hearty singapore meal in a while? Of cos, being typical singaporeans, we had armed ourselves with bak kut teh teabags & hokkien mee seasoning paste to fight off cravings for chinese food in an ang moh country..i guess tat explains why they have been complaining about how heavy their backpacks are..me? i'm just glad they gave up the idea of bringing canned curry chicken over!

Sms from FAQ..worrying about excess luggage charges..dun scare me lor..really so heavy ah??

While i was happily soliciting farewell meals for the past 2 weeks or so, they have been packing & packing & packing..checked out their luggage a few days ago..like not tat jia lat leh..

Sigh..if only i can fly her in to pack for me..

Meredith & Gretchen are eliminated..

The latest casualty in TAR had been the 'old couple'..the 10th pit stop in 'a race around the world' was London(hmm..)..had i been there, i would have sabo-ed R & A big time! but as luck would have it, R & A found a little helper in Mr Stuart instead..

Meredith & Gretchen simply couldn't catch up with Uchenna & Joyce anymore..which leads me to the question...WHY DID THEY CHOOSE THE BRAWN DETOUR??!!! By making this choice, they might just have unwittingly revealed the fact tat they are, indeed, lacking in the brain dept...

Down to the final 3 teams..caught the trailer for the finale next week..gosh, think i'm gonna suffer a heart attack watching tat last episode..

May R & A not win..May R & A not win..May R & A not win..May R & A not win..May R & A not win..May R & A not win..

Have I...?

Yawn..woke up at 11am this morning..something not quite possible if u're a regular 'da gong zai' (and in the civil service no less)..well, today's the first official day of my 'self-employment'..

Lunched with a long-time-no-see fren..oh, she had lasik done too..seems like it's the 'in' thing nowadays..and then it's off to the bank..woah, wat a queue..it must be the 'beginning of mth-cum-after a long weekend' factor..tat's why..

Oh ya, i wonder wat happened to lulu's bank card..it got swallowed by the machine the day before..sms-ed her about it..a few suan-ing smses ensued..

A while later, i received a sms from 0.5..she just reminded me, i needed to get some cosmetics(sorry to disappoint, they're not for myself) and..i need help..

Terra finally arrived 20 mins past stated time..she is one busy woman..sat down at the kopi tiam across mustafa..showed her THE book..basically i've been showing off THE book to everyone and anyone who bothered to take a look over the past few days..heh..

Fipping thru the pages, Terra commented 'these colleagues are really very thoughtful..u should keep in contact with them'..*vigorous nodding*

Oh..& i must mention this..this Terra..happily rode her bike to meet me..knowing very well tat we're supposed to go for a run later..& guess wat? she totally forgot tat her pillion rider, me, needs a helmet & there was no extra helmet for me..best part is..? she happily suggested tat i get a turban from one of the shops so tat i can be excused from wearing a helmet(we, were afterall, in little india)...frens...sigh...

Back from the run..horrible weather..t-shirt was totally soaked in perspiration..whoops, 5 missed calls & 2 smses..called Ms k..ooh..apparently, their 'lancing' class was cancelled and they had gone for dinner instead..a little too late in returning their call, they were done by then..oh well, too bad for me then..

Mobilephone sounded..sms from the instructor..confirming dinner appt for tmr..

'Uh-oh'..another sms..from OSIM..checking to see if i'd posted her letter for her(dun trust me huh?!)..

As if on cue, OSIM's good fren, Ms 'Organics-make-my-hair-oily' sent me a sms almost immediately after..

Have i really left my workplace? It certainly doesn't feel so...