cat soh on and soh forth..

so i finally didnt have to work. it felt really weird. my life had been pretty much of either work or school or wala for the past couple of weeks. wait, maybe not so much of the school bit, but still. actually having to attend lecture on a wednesday was already something out of the ordinary. ive never attended a single BF lecture ever. least to say, be in school on a wed. i'd usually work the wednesday off, or do something i'd think is a tad more constructive than attending lessons that dont even sink in.

having absolutely no idea where else to head to after class, i dragged cat down to holland with me. and we went WWW shopping (winter wear window). whatever for? i dont know, but it turned out quite fun actually. haha.


winter clothes are so not flattering. maybe its just extremely oversized. but still. cat's trench coat type thing was almost touching the floor. it was hilarious! haha.


me in size 48 rubber boots. they actually dont even look tHAT big on me. haha, my oh my. darn the ronald mcdonald genes in me.


us on a beanie at anthropology.

we went petshop hopping, the usual. and we tried to look for garfield again but he was goonnnneeeee. my favourite cat from pet symphony, aww.


i checked out lionel's scribbles and it actually still looked pretty intact. that stupid boy. now hollands marked with our names. darn it. i even found another vandal who very nicely drew beside our spot, making ours look really bad. haha.


love is a fallacy. come on people, all you need is lovee..come, sing with me, all you need is lovee..

it poured like crazy after. and being the very broke people that we were, we sat at the new hawker centre dipping our youtiaos in our kopi and talked for hours on end. haha. sweet. i quite like that. i love talking to cat. but thats so, well, thing you'd do in a coffee house, not a hawker centre. man i must be turing 50 and balding with a beer belly. urgh.

day 10

aww.






this little fella kept running around. if he had eyes, he would go berserk. he got fascinated at the slightest smell and sound. if he was a pup, chris and i would go, jordan! haha.

so since he had such a crazy desire of getting out, i did! i took him out and he was oh so tiny! :)



actually looks kinda dead to me. haha..

aww. :)

ramblings..

im so tired. i just got back from work and i really got to start on my DC. darn it. its like doing this stupid retailing project all over again. its pretty much similar to the one we did in our final year, the one we had to roadtrip up to KL for to find some store to analyse. but this one is a little bit on a larger scale. we kinda have to ring up capitaland for this. wished jonty knew people. it would be so much easier.

ben's almost done with BMT. kinda mixed emotions about it. i guess there are quite a lot of things i want to do with my life as yet. not that having him around is a bad thing. just that, i could probably do more of my own stuff. i dont know. that was quite a selfish statement but i just need to get some things done first. like settling my sch stuff. saving up for san fran with christine next year. (hopefully! im keeping my fingers crossed) that lucky girl was the only one in school who got the exchange to USF for a sem doing random modules like sexuality and beverage management and what nots. obviously being the best friend that i am will HAVE to be a part of it. hehehe...

its things like that i feel i need to accomplish. and as i said, not that bens in the way, i just think i could probably do more with him busy with his own life. he'd probably take a year off army. and have a ton of free time with nothing much to do. and id be so busy with work and school and with my own friends of which till now he doesnt quite wanna befriend. i dont know what goes up in that little head of his. who doesnt befriend their partner's friends after 2 years. sheesh. im still quite bothered about that. he can never see it from my point of view. if i can do it, why cant you ben? darn it. im sounding more and more like yan can cook. argh, i dont know. i need badly to ramble.

i do enjoy his company of course. and without him, im nothing too. i dont think i can function well without him. its been 2 years. and our systems have kinda intertwined and become one. aww. how sweet a meaning yet i could put it in such technical unromantic terms. ahhaa. i dont know. i love you sweetie. ive just got things i need to do. i still wanna get my study abroad experience. and you do know why i didnt go. i wanna get so many things out of my way, out of my system before slowing my pace down, you understand? im more than happy to have you aroudn of course. i just need my space. and i quite liked it when you were in bmt. i coudl meet up with people. something i havent really done for a really long time.

argh.

everything has its pros and cons.

sigh, i need some sleep.. im completely bushed.

8 day old gerbils

i can never keep track. bahh, i keep having to back blog. haha!

look, theyre so adorable now. one more week till their eyes open. aww..


i like how the whole family unit system thing exists in a gerbil family. haha. unlike their baby eating cousins, the hamsters, they actually take turns to keep the kiddos warm! cool!

Happy Birthday Kevin :)

sundi wrote such a sweet post for you last year. this year shall be a tad more technical. hurhurhur, since theres a party to talk about and pictures to report with. haha.

anyhow..

jay called me at 8. he needed me to be down coz everyone down were more of kevins friends than our friends. well, duh, its his party, but still. so the only more than usual people were vinod and jermaine. the rest were all his random flings. haha.

i was having family bible study, so by the time i even got my ass down, it was ten. it wasnt THAT bad. kevin wasnt drunk by the time i got down. so technicallly speaking, i wasnt too late. haha.



i got him a giant silver key. it really wasnt made with the intent of 'hey ure 21, u need THE key of freedom type thing'. rather, it was more of the kind of key that at rich ass dad would get his 16 year old - a car key. or a key that led to something else. a key with that same kind of significance.



so a very confused kevin staarted ripping up his present. only to find another layer under.



not like it was wrapped very tightly. he seemed to have so much trouble with it! haha. he finally pulled out a packet of charcoal, looked at me and went, what? what the hell? hahaha..

so jay pulled out the real present. a giant dick, or whatever they called it. it kept everyone guessing. it was funny. kevin started stroking it. and he couldnt stop laughing. must be the alcohol, i believe. haha. and suddenly it all clicked. it all made sense, charcoal, long tall dick..."GLORIA! u got me a tikki torch! hahaha! :)"



yeah right.

so he started ripping it up all over again. and tadaaaaaa... though he didnt finish tearing its clothes off, he kinda figured.



i got it from dubai. it was longgg and talll and neeeded charcoal. what else could it be.. hehehehe...

oh kevin..

everyone just sat around after. jay looking terribly jealous with kevins new sheesha. (i will get you something sweet for christmas, i promise, or your bday..) haha. and it got a tad too boring so jay said, lets go for a joyride in jermaines new car. darn it. i almost puked. jay in a van is dangerous enough. jay in a new honda? new MANUAL honda with the stickish thing that allows you to throw clutch? ahh... no no.. bad choice.

jay drove us to the 13bend road. jermaine took after, and vinod and i were ramming each others shoulders as if we were trapped in a cement making machine. it was crazy. i didnt know jermaine drove like that. he was actually quite good at it! thank God i made the wise choice of finishing up my hoegaarden before he took over. thou shall not waste any beer. hur hur..


jermaine at the wheel.


and me and my hoegaarden, conveniently taken off wala. haha. i still have the glass!


jay and i! and some random girl in the background trying to be in our picture. hahaha


there. a better one. i actually look quite red! :) :) and i didnt even drink. barely. and i NEVER do get red! everyone can stand to testify! maybe my liver finally decided to wake up. or the crazy drifting jermaine did, did stuff to my face. haha. who knows. sweet.


sandy pandy and i


an entire family photo of kevins girls. haha. how true, how true..


sandy pandy grace and i




kevin losing it. that was after a ton of hoegaarden and whiskies, and 2 waterfalls, and a graveyard and a submarine. and i dont know what else before i even got there. poor boy. he went around hugging everyone. like EVERYONE. even jason the waiter who kinda beckoned in fear, threw his tray up in the air and ran. haha. whats with the phobia of guys hugging, really. he kept hugging and kissing everyone that his girlfriend got so pissed. you should learn, darling. girlfriends are never allowed at socials like these. hur hur hur...


i should have taken more photos. or at least a photo of him hugging everyone. that would have been funny. and compile it and give it to him as a post bday present. but too bad. make do kevin, make do. this was say, 20 seconds before he did a real waterfall himself. man, was it disgusting. at least when rod puked, it was nothing but alcohol, i could see kevins dinner too. gross. and poor jay got puked upon.

jermaine and i were contemplating on who should take him home. after the mess, i was like.. here, you can have him. hes all yours. haha. but obviously i still did in the end. aw.. and yes, u puked countlessly in the car too. u OWE ME! hmmph!

hall of shame III - lionel!

the many faces of our lionel ng.

and i thought kevin would have been up next, oh lionel. the rest were down at mos for adeline's (hz's girlfriend) birthday. so it was just the 3 of us. we really didnt intend to drink. i was having a bad throat, and the lionel and jia were kinda tired. so we went for supper. i came from work, so i was once again armed with bread. but that reallly was beside the point.

i had the lousiest nasi briyani ever. it was so bad, i ended up screaming at the poor dude who served my food. it was retarded! totally unacceptable! he served my briyani was 3 misely pieces of mutton. and when i asked, he said, oh sorry, i was running out, so i gave you ladies finger. how stupid is that. argh.

anyhow, we ended up at wala, yet again. i dont know. its almost out of habit to naturally walk there after a meal now. and the 3 of us have never met up like that together before. it was always with some other person or what so ever. so it was interesting.

we were served with yummy mckallens again. yes, FOC. when it comes to wala, i love jason to bits. so it was goooood. so gooood to the extent that the other 2 got so ridiculously drunk. jia started slanging. it was hilarious. and lionel started getting destructive. he ripped up coasters, vandalised different parts of hollland and even insulted some poor girl for wearing fake birks. haha. that stupid ass. he was so sloshed, he couldnt even stand up straight. and that was after 3whiskey drys. poor boy, you better start training up to drink with me. haha.

us photo whoring again. haha.

lionel the vandal. of all things, he had to write our names. darn it.

urk.. look at his eyes. scary. but it was a good thing we were standing on a hill. coz if he really wouldnt budge, we could easily roll him down. hur hur hur...

oh lionel. how could you. how could you break the little girls heart like that. she might just throw it away the next morning when she sees it..

we decided to walk szejia back. no, wait. we cabbed back and walked her up and didnt move after that. lionel kept insisting that we should walk her home from holland. and i was like, oh really. why dont you walk me home after from her place. and he was like, ya, then i my as well walk home from her place. and he couldnt quite figure why i'd say something like that. well lionel, maybe i live like a 5min drive from her and you dont? haha. you little nut.

so we went up. we wanted to go somewhere to sit and chat. but jia couldnt go anywhere else. and i was still pretty awake. lionel just didnt wanna go home as yet. so she went to shower and change into her cute little PJs while we slept outside on her living room floor praying hard that no one walked in on us. i bet her mom would have freaked seeing 2 limp bodies on her living room floor. haha.

so my poor boy lionel, youve scored some points for our hall of shame. haha! it just occured to me that taking pictures of drunk people werent as interesting after a while. or at least, after seeing rod the drunk, no one can quite compare. so it aint all that fun no more. our hall of shame needed some scandals. like our first victim. it needed something juicy, like jay attempting to kiss yyong. it definately needed something more. and look what i found.....

some old sparks flying there i see. now applause people applause!! hahaha!

fusion pasta partay @ jans!

it was absolutely good stuff.

i really had intended to give it a miss. i was coming from work, dirty, smelly and basically just tired, as usual. but i could hear the linguine call out my name. it said,"gloria, oh gloria! thou art not leave me!" hahaha..

so i went.

it wouldnt be so bad. it was just 3 bus stops down, and i could give away a TON of free bread. everyones telling me i should open up a second hand bread shop. hur hur hur. and call it complicated bread. hur hur hur! hhaha! thanks to jun, my retarded meter just shot up by a million.

everyone was stuffed by the time i got there. and i was having such a bad flu, i could barely taste! but it was goooooood..

starters:
(ripped from jans blog)
1. Cured salmon salad (seasoned and marinated with lemon and herbs)


2. Breaded calamari with homemade garlic mayo


Beer battered calamari


Mains:
3: White truffle oil spaghetti with shitake mushrooms (served with parmesan shavings)


4: Fusion thai Aglio Olio (infused lemongrass olive oil and thai spices)


5: Seafood spaghetti in a bag!


frying the seafood


Baking in the oven


With creamy mash potato on the side


6: Risotto alla pomodoro!



7: Chocolate fondant (molten lava choc cake) with vanilla icecream on the side

the best ever chocolately thingy ive had, ever ever.

8. Petit four: almond macaroon bisc, choc mousse, choc waffle cookie

part of it: macaroon bisc

THE PPLE:


The wine wine wine! jans dad very kindly opened a HUGE 1995 red for us. and the many other bottles too. sweet :)