Love the song recommended by Shino. She is this very cool person I met in Greymouth, NZ.

I’ll start writing again, still sorting out my thoughts.  

Shit or Snail

I wanted to do bake chocolate cake but I realised that the flour was bread flour and I’m not sure if it’s any different from all purpose or cake flour so my cake plan was switched to bread. Chocolate Bread.

The comments I got from everyone.. “eeee. looks like shit leh”.. except Kristy.. “Gu Gu.. Your bread looks like snail!” ^^

My fan told me I shouldn’t be disclosing too much about work. In case, one fine day someone from the higher management read about me and highlight my case to my director. Then I’ll be given the boot.

Thank you fan! But I can’t find which post I wrote about my company, Loo Pte Ltd.

Goodness! Reading the article SMRT fining commuters for eating & drinking left me digusted. If people drinks coke n eats burger in the train, by all means fine that blardy-inconsiderate-shit for making the rest of the passengers swallow their own slivia while they enjoy.

What’s wrong with consuming medication and water on the train. What if I have the coughing fits all of a sudden n needed a sip of water to soothe my throat, it’s a crazy rule beyond words.

My boss has been away for almost a week now. Not that I miss having her around but that is the amount of time I have been idling in office too. I wake my ass at the crack of dawn, do the pushy to get to office only to sit around for the next 8 hours. Well consolation or not, she will be back next tuesday and I hope my work gets busier!!

Countdown to weekend begins and it will be another activities “FOOD n BOOZE” filled. I’m missing the healthy activities ala nature walks though.

Have a good weekend!

I HATE TAIWAN!
I HATE HOLIDAY!
I LOVE HOME!
I LOVE SINGAPORE!

Weather is just so stuff today and I thought my head’s gonna to explode soon!!
I was intrigued by the uncle standing in front of me. Longg pinky nail, PCK hair, handphone pouch with keyrings and diamanté and a LV BELT. The Singapore Ah Beng Uncle Classic.

Reporting from Chef Loo kitchen. A joint project with her niece, who helped scatter the flour and sugar all over. The Loo’s kitchen smells promising although the state of the kitchen is…

Journey to office had been a breeze with private transport. Typically: board -sleep – alight. That way I gain another 45 minutes of sleep. The horror of taking public transport only happens when I miss the bus.

After coming back, Aunty told me ,”dear, no seat already!” Goodness! I’m walking into nightmare every morning. The bus stop is crowded, so is the bus, the way to the train station, the train, the bus stop, the bus to NUS. Boarding the train is the worst! The people waiting outside are like soldiers waiting to fight their way to “chop” seat! Any less kiasuism spirit leaves you standing for the next 12 stops. Aunties are the “best soldiers” they will always manoeuvre to the front acting ignorant blocking anyone who wishes to alight.

The next war is at the buona vista bus stop. Strategy is required getting up the bus. First, estimation of the exact spot where the bus is going to stop. Secondly, estimation of the boarding door and getting closest to the middle of the door as possible. If unable, go sideways and let the crowd behind you push you in. Never stand at the back unless you’d like to wait for the next bus.

More journey to work stories. Argh.. I miss my transport!

Met up with my besties on Saturday and boy was I ridiculed bout my “B-E-A-U-tiful” hair & dressing…

Thus Saturday was a make-me-over day and my unexpected expenses…!