Like That

Finally found the time to update this useless blog that documents useless bit of my useless life. I'm stranded at my home because my knees are hurting again so I took time off to head to the sinseh later. I really don't want to waste today so I'm thinking of wobbling to Orchard to get more Murakami.

I've been on a rampage.

After completing 1Q84, I wolfed down Norwegian Wood, and upon Sun-chan's recommendation, finish Sputnik Sweetheart. #likeaboss

Wanted to read Hard Boiled Wonderland but I'm allergic to anything remotely sci-fi ish.

Thinking of getting After Dark and A Wild Sheep Chase at HMV. Yep, they are selling his books for 2 for S$25! BUY BUY BUY.

Siao.

Useless pictures from the week:

My new Muji lunch box with thermal pouch in it. Detachable!

I use it as a mini handbag when we travel to Paya Lebar for Coffee Bean.

New Muji Bento. The heat retention capability is すごい! Plus it was 50% off. MUAHAHA.

Impromptu dinner with Ah Pek at Chinatown. He wanted satay but the satay uncle 改行 to sell bak kwa during Chinese New Year. S$7 for 3 pieces!! Siao.

But it's soooo good.

The only reason why we head to Chinatown. Craft beers at The Good Beer Company.

Awesome claypot rice. S$12 for a gigantic bowl. Only at Chinatown.

Guess what. We scattered bak kwa over the claypot rice. Mindmuthafuking good can.

Oops. Everything was about food. Too bad, I'm a Singaporean. Nothing else is nice about this place except the crowd. I love how we have 5.9 million people squeezed into a tiny island. I feel so surrounded and warm and touched (literally) and angry and annoyed and I DON'T SEE WHY WE SHOULD AIM FOR 7 MILLION!

Kay. Calm down.

Did I mention that I signed up for Japanese lessons? Burnt a big hole in my pocket though. T_T

Pressure

That's the key word for today. I kind of got into an argument with my boss today. I was trying to point out to him that we need to look into job allocation because why on earth would you ask your Assistant Director to send out 100 EDMs one by one?!

Anyway, he started raising his voice about how we all need to work regardless of pressure, there will always pressure, yawn, we must work 24/7, he has pressure too, he is stressed too, yawn. Actually, who is the bugger who mentioned 'pressure'? No one. 自导自演.

Furthermore, why in the name of holy panties would you burst in front of your employee who is only 21? Lack of self-control? Too much pressure? No blessing from the holy panties?

Which leads me to...

Men who can't control their emotions, who loses their cool and crack under pressure are not cut out to do great things. 

Look at the hokkien mee uncle. Maybe his wife was being a pain the entire day and there were customers who kept complaining that they order without tau gay (bean sprouts) but why still got tau gay, and the queue was long, the weather was hot, he found out he don't have minimum sum in CPF but HE STILL CARRIES ON. He doesn't crack and yell at everyone: I GOT PRESSURE ALSO CAN.

That hokkien mee uncle is a great man.

Anyway, I don't what I'm rambling around. I'm too traumatised by what happened today.

Okay, this post is getting too angsty. Think happy thoughts. Don't pick up that parang.

Photos from the week ~

Made Bento for Ah Pek and myself when he joined me for lunch.

Tried making a breakfast bento.

Cherryade popsicle. Love Pasar Malam.

Omg. I finally had the chance to try Coco Ichibanya, and although the service staff was meh, the kare was too awesome. 

The lady beside me kept peering at my plate. Never see Cai Curry before ah.

Ah Pek's. He chose Spicy Level 4 and it didn't affect him one bit. Bless his baba blood.

WANT. To Wuby: this can be peanut's new home.

Angry Bird Star Wars. I don't know how they can outdo themselves with cute retardedness. 

And guess what, the Muji bento box, which I have been eyeing on for ages, was on 50% discount!!!

Of course, I bought it. Ahem. Together with a bento bag. Happiness! Kay now I can forgive all men in the name of holy panties.

今日は

Too tired to function. I don't understand the point of a feedback session when he does the total opposite of what we said. Singapore bosses...

Applied mask because I feel so worn out. Omgg.. I'm only in my early twenties.

Bentos from the past two days..

I felt cold for the onigiri so I gave him a coat. Now he is in my warm intestine. I found a really great book on onigiri so I'm on a rampage now! 

Changed my nail polish too. Funnnn.... and nightsss.

Privileged or Privileged

Today I had a first hand encounter with the new species. It was said that contact with them will leave you shriveled and devoid of hope for the future. And it's true. I've seen them from afar. They are recognisable by their odour, upturned nose and voice. Yes, their voice. It rings clear to send shocks down your spine. Indeed, contact with them is nothing but misfortune.

They are...

THE BLOODY PRIVILEGE KIDS CAN. (not all. some. D says: don't generalise. Listen to Ah Pek.)

You know what's worse, I met one who wants to study English Literature. Another privileged kid who knows no hardship in her life but wants to write hipster emo poetry because she feels. Don't make me barf. And don't give me the shit that 'we have our own share of hardship'. Yeah yeah, your boyfriend broke up with you, you didn't make it into the band team, you forgot your F math (or whatever) homework, your dog shat on you, your teacher shat on you, you shat on yourself.

Give me a break.

Okay. What got me so heated up.

First, the kid had the cheek to email 'you said you would send me the form'.

I say I am the Queen of the Muthafuking Universe. Bow down now. Thanks.

Someone has to teach them email etiquette.

Second, she gave me a bunch of dates that are out for her because she has a PT job, medical check up and shat-on-thyself session. Oh and one particular date for her is out because she will be overseas and she 'MIGHT BE SUFFERING FROM JET LAG'.


That's not all. She has total confidence in her capability and the job market that she requested for a poly grad salary. Hello, dis ish intern position.

The fact that these sort of kids are the pillar of this country really makes me want to shat. Oblivious, self-seeking and zero EQ. Hey... this sounds familar. Right, the kids* will go on to be the leaders of this country.

Why?

Because they have the talent...

To shat on themselves and not smell a thing.


*only this special breed. Not referring to all JC kids. If you want to know whether you are one of them, check your pants. Kthxbye.

** Again. Only some, not all. Ah Pek says: don't generalise. It's like saying all chickens are genetically modified like KFC's. The real kampong chickens will feel insulted. Kay, that bit came from me not Ah Pek.

Rainy Saturday

Singapore felt like London yesterday. I actually seriously considered getting a pair of wellingtons to brave through the muck. Thankfully, my trusty converse (which survived the acid rain of Beijing) rose up to the occasion again. D and I headed down to the Handmade Movement Craft Fair at Fort Canning. Tsueki was saying that she was expecting sunshine and balloons and bringing her bunnies down. Well, there were sunshine (behind the clouds), balloons (deflated and lolling around) and doggies (in a tote bag).

Umbrellas everywhere and everyone was squeezing into the large gazebo. 

With D the Ah Pek. Ah Pek was very tired yesterday.

Tsueki doing her business woman thang!

Crafts from Tea Party. So cute can.

Woohoo~

She was selling coasters and placemats. 

Ah Pek and my ootd.

We bought them coasters cept Ah Pek opt for the ones with red polka dots which leads me to...

So we were manning Tsueki's booth when this exchange student came and to strike a convo:

Student: Oh look at these things.

D: Hi! These are handmade coasters.

Student: (points at red polka dots) Ooo.. you know what this reminds me of? *sniggers* *bro-to-bro talk*

(-_-)

He was referring to lingerie. Honestly, I would think if you are going to bang someone who is wearing red polka undies, you'll find it funny and not provocative. Don't understand men.

Heh.

Random illustrations dotted the fair.

With Tsueki! Don't forget me when you make it big! T__T

And then dinner!

Mentaiko Pasta ~~ 

That's it for Saturday! 

TGIF

Words cannot explain how glad I am to know TODAY IS FRIDAY! Honestly, this week hasn't been easy. (Hmm.. that's what I say every week) Work has been mighty insane. And a Black Cat Day struck me - a day where nothing goes well.

It was Tuesday:

1) Cried for one hour at my desk

2) My contact lens went crazy and one fell out so I had to attend a super important meeting with clear vision in only one eye. I had to look at everyone very intently to make out their expressions. They must have thought that I'm a really earnest person.

3) Coffee Bean spilled Matcha Latte on me. I rushed to clean my Melissa shoes first.

4) Coffee Bean forgot about my order

5) When it arrived, my salad had no salmon. I was a hungry girl that day.

So cute!

But some positive stuff did come along! Coffee Bean gave me two slices of cake to make up for it.

Anyhoos, I feel like a lunatic this month all thanks to my womb. She is the brain of me right now. And every action I make goes through her which is why I have an unexplained craving for Red Velvet cake solely because of its redness. I also have a roaring urge to hack the heads off a couple of people because of my need to see red and also the shit I have to deal with everymuthafuking day!

Grrr...

Just received news that my deadline will be brought forward by a grand total of 24 DAYS. Ahh.. my womb suggest that I chainsaw their heads off. The End. No need for a deadline. No more project. Tyvm. 

Grrr.

Dieting ~

Today is Day 2 of my CNY diet. Every CNY, my relatives will comment on my weight gain ever since I hit puberty. I think it didn't occur to them to congratulate me on the growth of boobs, instead, they zoom in on my hips and arms. And that has been happening everymuthafuking year! Except that one year when I lost scary amount of weight. Now that I'm healthy and all, they keep harping on my weight and size. My BMI is not even over 20 can! How fat can I be?! ( >.<)

According to them, I'm only 'siu' when I'm skinny skinny. Sorry, I don't have the time to gym like I used to. I have a full time job CAN? Not like I can depend on anyone else for my living expenses.

Whatever. Unfrotch, I am scarred for life, so to prevent the usual comments of 'you've grow fatter', I'm going on a diet. Since I've succeeded once, I can do it again.

Lunch: Scrambled Egg White, Tuna & Tomatoes, Sweet Potatoes

Plus one apricot.

Thou shalt not call me fat!

Happy Times, Grim Talks

Finally met up with Zee yesterday together with Wuby. We went to Parco Millenia Walk and had Nantsuttei Ramen. But before that, while waiting for Wuby, Zee and I went to Yamakawa where I found Matcha Kitkat! T_T Been looking for it since I tried it at Narita.

Yes, a bit expensive but... it's worth it. Swear.

Found the full range of Meltykiss! I thought I was cursed because no matter which Watsons I go to, I just can't find them. *Broke curse like a boss*

Forgot to rotate photo. The best ramen in town. As of yesterday.

Wuby Zee. Like some sorta brand.

Looked so tired here. Sigh.

Went to 3 Inch Sin for coffee. Molten Lava Cake was meh. Wuby was spewing out 1001 ways of why it went wrong. #chefsisterproblem

Super tiring to try to squeeze everyone into the frame.

Forced them to take a proper group shot. In the toilet. HAHA. Friends for 8 years! 我们老了。

At 3 Inch Sin, we were chatting about our plans for the future and we realised that the future looks bleak. Standard of living in Singapore is really high and the job market is crazily competitive; almost everyone has a degree/diploma these days so what sets us apart? There is no point in splurging a huge sum on a degree that can no longer give you the advantage the previous generation preached about. Things are leveling out - it is possible for a diploma holder to have equal opportunities as degree grads, you just need to prove you are smart. Some degree grads aren't the brightest sparks around. True shocking story. That's the same for every qualification out there I guess except maybe Mensa?

I do agree that the draw of a university education is the network you can tap on but when tuition fees are astronomical, is there a point in being chained to a loan for a supposed advantage that is losing its edge?

And do I want to study something that I'm not interested in just to run society's rat run with the bondage of debt weighing down my every step? Is this how a good future should be? Is this life?

Erm... How did a happy blog post ended sounding so emo...

Was reminded of this bit in The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman:

“Kiss a lover, 

Dance a measure, 
Find your name 
And buried treasure. 

Face your life, 
It's pain, It's pleasure, 
Leave no path untaken.” 

I may be delusional but I'm still hoping that there is path in life where every step is fulfilling. An office job does not cut it, that I know for myself.

皆さん、がんばってください! (^.^)

Cecil McBee e-Mook

As mentioned yesterday, I committed a sin and purchased a Cecil McBee e-Mook along with Vivi February (Atsuko Maeda is in it! Will find time to translate her interview). And since I have some spare time today, I thought of revealing what's in it even if no one is interested. Hurhur. #sadlife

Cecil McBee first started in 1987, at 渋谷109.

Sigh. So pretty.

The premium gift - Cecil McBee Quilt Bag!

Zipper so pretty.

Shows you the history of Cecil McBee.

Their shopping bags are insanely gorgeous. It will make me go super eco cos I will hoard the bags till the day I die and never throw them away.

Fujii Lena.

Nana from After School.

That's it! Short preview. It's basically a catalogue which is tempting me to go on Runway Channel! The perk would be the premium gift.

Though the bag is a little smaller than expected but... it's Cecil McBee! Sigh... I'm such a sucker fan.

Next would be Murua's e-Mook!