I DiD It My Way~
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
1st up is to express my amazement that, little she-demon, or The Brat (TB), age 2 and a half, is capable of self taking pix from my camera phone, completed with cheeky look and decorative victory sign. i believe she is the only female so far that i've seen who looks adorable when photographed without make-up. it's great to be a kid, whether or not if u are a TB. if u make mistakes, all it takes to be forgiven is The Innocent Look or a cute antic. Try doing that the next time u screw up something. i believe you will receive 2 tight slaps instead.yeah.. was sick from sun till now. coughing my freaking lungs out and all that sick crap. this is what i get for doing my gf-ly duty of nursing The Bf back to health and in return, this. i am convinced as i am typing these words, more than 90% of the tiny air sacs inside my lungs, known as alveoli, had already burst and ruptured due to pressures resulted by incessantly coughing and as i sleep tonight, i might never wake up tmr. no amount of strepsils, slowly being dissolved in mouth every 2-3 hours, with cautiousness not to exceed the above mentioned dosage, is able to relieve me so far. i only feel like saying one thing, that is, i feel like smoking.
anyway, i should look at life on the bright side eh. for eg, right now, my life is like this:
raining so hard that i can't see what's in store for me in front. and my hopes and dreams feel like this:
The fallen flowers from a tree that littered the ground below. All withered and crushed under the feet of passerbys. ever heard of this chinese poem, with the last 2 ending lines: Ye Lai Feng Yu Sheng
Hua Luo Zhi Dou Shao
my pix depicts these 2 lines well, doesn't it?
But yeah.. still, after the rain (speaking of which, it's raining a lot these days isn't it? the monsoon's here), this is what i can expect:
Awww.. doesn't the big shining sun just cheer everyone up? dun ask me what i was doing at that place, anyway..
so yup! now let's all be jolly.
anyway, went to vivocity (again). the last trip with shany's was rather rush and i didn't even get the chance to check out their outdoor area. so this time round, me and the bf, hand in hand, went about exploring together.
the day was rainy, wet and sunless. inside vivo, it was packed like mad as expected. i finally saw the 'traffic police' of vivo with my own eyes this time. they are in green with white helmet and shades, and walked around with signs that say 'SHOP'. that was hilarious. had a good laugh about it. the bf tot i'm crazy. he can't appreciate humour as much as i can.
and there were a few girls dressed up as angels with exaggerated make up, including ultra-long skywards stick-on lashes, completely white. the bf tot it would be funny to point out how tall these girls are.. nope, doesn't shake my self-esteem at all, buddy. try harder.
the outdoor area is so near the sea. actually have a real ship docked nearby. hello titanic! kidding. this one's doulos. apparently u can go up the ship and look around. there's actually a book sale going on right inside the ship and there are real crews too. suddenly feel like going for star cruise. i wanna go pull jackpot! heehee.. 
on the other sider there's a whole long line of pple queueing to board a boat. the bf said that boat goes to batam. never been there. is there any real, cheap fun available for those who are not there for the whoring? do let me know if u know.
i am soon bored of the outdoor and went back inside. it's time to look for food. i was starving. most of the restaurants are crowded and spotting long Qs and even fast foods and 2 foodcourts were full of pple. quite silly, actually. what's the point of opening a mega mall when u can't even provide enuff decent eating places for shoppers to dine in comfortably and not Q-ing endlessly or having to fight for seats with others? ended up we went to the food court at harbourfront (irony irony) where there are still seats available. big mistake.
wanted to eat steak so headed for western food stall.
me to counter girl: beef steak, middle rare. can add egg?
girl: erm.. cannot... very busy now... (note: there was no apology)
i mean... wtf.. no seriously.. WTF. i decidedly there and then that i did not wish to handle this as a meek, anything-goes customer so i let out an audible HuH!
girl gave me a weak look and as if using her gaze to beg me not to make a fuss outta it and jus accept the crap she just dropped on me. honestly, what's wrong with all these @$$holes.. i expect them to hug and kiss my feet simply for choosing to order from them (ok, kidding). but really lo.. some fuckers are really so obvious in their intention to just set up a biz and earn as much as they can w/o exercising any form of customer service. gone is the good old days of 'the customer is always right'. nowadays, it seems, it's more of 'buy if u want, fuck off if u dun' type of attitude, i tell u.
maybe u r telling me, what's the big deal? it's jus a stupid egg. 1stly, it's not just a stupid egg. fyi, i love eggs. i can eat eggs every day cooked in any way. so u c how impt eggs are to me? 2ndly, i dun see how cracking 1 egg onto the already sizzling hot cooking stove and then charging me 50cents for it is a difficult task bcoz 'they are busy'. if they were 'so busy' and self-impt to Not want to earn extra, why dun they just go home and play with their genitals instead of opening a food stall? fuckheads. make me all agitated and foul mouthed, a far cry from my usual gentle, classy self.
there was this one time, i went to a hawker centre western food store and asked for scrambled eggs instead of the sunny side ups shown on the pix. the hawker looked at me as if i had just grown a third eye on my forehead and told me can't do. why..why are singaporeans so inflexible?? is there only 1 road to rome?!!! i hate u all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the worst was not over. so apparently, the stupid girl whom i ordered from, shout out the the cook 'beef steak, middle' which i immediately corrected her it's 'middle RARE'. she repeated the order to the cook once again who didn't seem to respond to the correction and i deeply suspected the order was gonna come up as 'middle' instead of 'middle RARE'. and Surprise! i was right.
i am sick of being that everything's-ok customer, especially when I'M BLOODY PAYING FOR IT! hell am i gonna eat something which was not what i ordered and PAID FOR! i corrected her, and it's her own fault if she can't communicate those few simple words correctly. the cook had the guts to shoot me a dirty look AS IF I'M THE ONE TRYING TO MAKE THINGS HARD HERE.
to hell with them all.
when i complained to the bf, he dismissed my whining and said 'what do u expect, it's a food court'. men.
as if i should blame myself for choosing to eat here instead at the restaurants, i suppose. here i am, at a food court, hence i totally deserved to be treated like shit even though I PAY GOOD MONEY FOR THAT CRAP I ORDERED.
so now, just bcoz i'm paying $6.50 for the beef steak instead of $65 for a filet mignon at some fancy-pantsy high end place, it's ok to gimme attitude? that's great. i believe this is what GEMS is all about. i'm not attempting to pick a bone outta an egg about the doneness of my steak BUT it does make a difference to my palates, all right?
whatever. don't wanna talk about it no more in case i am being grossly mistaken as a unforgiving and ranting madwoman who goes on and on about an egg and how well she wants her steak to be cooked. i know what i can do to pacify myself. that is to imagine anyone who has offended to be one of these slimy yuckers...
A HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! There. Hell hath no fury like a woman's wrath. take that~!
sometimes i believe i am a psychopath. maybe gotta get my brain check. till then, take care and try not to offend anyone, especially one loaded with estrogen.
a little titbit for everyone. Enjoy~
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We've all experienced deja vu in our lives, but did you know there are many variants of deja Vu that you may have throughout your life?
Deja boo: The feeling that I've been frightened like this before
Deja coup: The feeling my government has been overthrown like this before.
Deja do: The feeling my hairdresser has given me this cut before.
Deja eau: the feeling I've smelled this perfume before.
Deja fu: The feeling I've been kicked in the head like this before.
Deja who: The feeling I've known who was on first before.
Deja knew: The feeling that I remembered this information before (before the test, that was).
Deja loo: The feeling I've been to this bathroom before.
Deja moo: The feeling I've drank this milk before.
Deja new: The feeling I haven't experienced this before. (AKA, "Vuja De" - Nothing like this HAS EVER happened to me before.)
Deja ooh: The feeling I've exclaimed at these fireworks before.
Deja poo: The feeling I've stepped in this before.
Deja Q: The feeling I've encountered this entity before.
Deja rue: The feeling I've regretted this day before.
Deja stew: The feeling that this is made from the pot roast my mom served the week before.
Deja too: The feeling that I've experienced this before, also.
Deja two: The feeling that I've experienced this before, twice.
Deja you: The feeling that YOU have experienced this before.
Deja zoo: The feeling that the monkey has done this in public before.
DUH-ja-vu: The feeling that the answer was so obvious, that you *surely* should have known it before. DUH!
