photo time!

got the lovely photos of the wednesday booze fest from huiling so gonna post them now! my hair has grown abit huh?


Me and Elise - the up-and-coming private banker


Met two Irish guys (actually, Elise coerced me to 'pick' them up..haha)




Before heading to MoS, we went for beer at The Pump


And we got the Beer Tower...

crushed like a cockcroach

got all my grades for this term...man...whatever happened to last term being the 'revive my flagging GPA term'? Got 4 B's which was ok...but then, corporate reporting really pulled a huge gigantic surprise on me! I knew i'll get a bad grade...but a C? Not even a C+ u know...so sad...think I'll be having insomnia again...haha...

I am really destined to be cursed when it comes to analytical financial stuffs here...also made me contemplating my career move, i mean, if i cannot even get an internship with any bank, what more can i do to even make myself more appealing to those HR ppl when I intend to want to work in a bank?! Maybe I should just get over and done with this course and really go on to take a new course in some arts related stuff...but then again, i ain't that artistic...haha...

Hate the fact that gpa is plunging even worse than a diver jumping off from his spring board...

Carrying on a Dannish tradition

Met up with Huiling, Elise and Victor (Elise's boyfriend) last night for some booze at Clark Quay and decided to first, meet for dinner prior our booze-fest. We finally met up to club after the last time we all had such great fun in Copenhagen, so we decided that this fine tradition must be continued!

Tina joined for dinner and beer and so, we went to this new Japanese/Korean-themed mall beside Clark Quay called Central (??) and had Japanese food at this restaurant called...I forgot. Anyway, first impression of the place was great! Superb I may add cos the staffs are always soo friendly and eager to please! Because we had no reservation, we had to wait in line at the waiting area and they actually served us free sodas to quench our thirst! Nice. However, the cheerful atmosphere soon turned to pure and sheer irritation cos staffs are just shouting "Welcome" and "Thank You" in Japanese at the entrance (where the wait was too) . The worst part is, staffs were so into their world that they will just shout out those words even though there's no customer coming in or leaving!

Only the starting of something nasty! We had to change to a bigger table after getting our initial table and the bloody female supervisor told us to:

1) clear the existing table we were seated, AND
2) Wait in line ALL OVER from the SCRATCH!

took us more than 30 minutes to finally get a table! And because we were so famished, we decided to have our orders taken even before we get to out seats but the lady REFUSED cos she said "I do not have a table for you now, so i cannot get your order without a table number assigned"

Table was said to be available in 5 min and we decided to order cos we were sooo blardy famished and do not wanna waste MORE time waiting for the food, and the lady was like "Ok, I will do it for you this time, but not the next time (in my mind i was thinking that there will not be a next visit from me!)" AND she added "I do not know if you guys will wanna change your table again" Asshole

okay, to the food, it was not bad and i find them cheap cos i had a complete meal of pork cutlet rice and a potato salad AND a small bowl of udon noodles for only 16 bucks!


I think the lady with the ponytail back facing us is the bitch!

Now...to the fun part! after dinner, we decided to head to Clark Quay for some booze and since it was not even 10pm by the time we get into the club, MoS (Ministry of Sound) we decided to get the free entrance chop then, head to another watering hole for some beer first. Elise recommended this new microbrewery call Pump and we had a 3.5L tower of beer for the 5 of us. They had a really good live band with this helluva big built tranny singer who can do very good covers of Donna Summer-esque songs...Haha...Clark Quay is filled with sooo many expatriates and tourists that we were bitching that we felt like we're in Europe again! haha...


Ok, anyway, photos of the club and the brewery are not up yet so just gotta make do with the photo above (main dance floor on first floor) and the video (taken at the 54 room on 2nd level) of the club below. Oh, we 'picked up' 2 Irish guys to join the 4 of us for drinks at MoS...but that's another story...and they are good looking Irish i tell ya! haha...wait for next update k...haha...

summer term

firstly, i am kindda sure that the freaky weather pattern has affected our (supposedly) sunny shores too, cos it has been raining, which should not be the case usually at this time of the year. It's normally just hot, not hot and (very) damp!

Anyway, I just started my first lesson of FIIM (Financial Instruments, Institutions and Markets) today and with lessons on Tue-Thur from noon till 3.15, yes, I'll be a very grouchy man unless I have some food. Well, since I was early today, I took a seat next to the door and like I mentioned prior, since I was early, I decided to eat the Subway Ham sandwich I bought instead of waiting till break time 1.5 hrs later, which I'd have starved to death.

So, I was taking my first munch into the 6 inch sub when ppl started to come into the room, and since I am the first 'thing' they'll see once the door is opened, I felt so un-glam to be caught sinking my big mouth into the bread. Kindda realised that it ain't necessary a pretty sight for the folks so i stopped munching halfway through the sandwich and kept the rest till break time.

The professor, correction , lecturer (since she does not hold a Ph.D, i reckoned) is not as bad as I imagined. Cos' she's new to SMU, I though she would have a very bad time teaching. But then again, Sush-zilla is apparently, a founding faculty member of SMU (which she oh-so-proudly declare everytime) and she still cannot teach, so that fat ass (Sush-zilla) just completely ruined that logic.

Back to my lecturer, her name's Dawn (i think) and she has lots of experience in banking sector (which I think is the reason why she was hired in the first place) Her past job description sounds rather interesting, albeit boring, and I wish I can describe to you what she does, but i kindda forget her job position. All I vaguely remembered her saying were words like "banks", "loans" and "--", u noe what, i forgot. It was also brought to the class's attention that she it is not her first time teaching for she had been in NTU (the other competing un-glam university at Tuas, a far-flung corner of Singapore) Maybe Dawn's sick of needing to take a boat to get to NTU so she decided to (how aptly) jump ship to SMU in the city centre.

Ok, so, her lesson is not as boring as I anticipated but still, she's not exactly very engaging either. I so miss the dramatic Andrew Lee for my Corporate Reporting last term - although the grade he (will be) giving me is gonna be really bad. Hey, at least I'm getting good showmanship from him, literally!

The students in FIIM are also a bunch of Finance majors who, true to the very essence of Finance, ranges from competitive to foreign students from China and India who speaks with an atrociously unbearable accent (especially China!) to the well, plain boring. This is how it usually breaks down:

Singaporeans and local students : competitive, singlish accent with some Cheena (local who prefer speaking mandarin) folks spouting Mandarin phrases

Foreign students from India : more competitive with Indian accent that when you pay attention, is able to understand perfectly

Foreign students from China : more competitive, lifeless folks who like to stick in school cos their folks probably sell off the entire estate to send them here so that they can get a good degree. Loud mouth, noisy, likes free food, and speaks with such strong and weird accent that even if you pay them your devoted attention, still cannot make out 20% of what they are saying, and please don't even get me started on their written work

Of course, above are exaggerating and to prevent any public uproar of me being labelled a racist or anything, those images are of course, merely what my mind seemed to be painting in my head.

Looks like I'll be having a fun time in school this term!

Mariah, Mariah, wherefore art thou Mariah?

Cos the public cannot possibly miss any sighting of you since you are so, well, how do i put it so delicately to your diva face...prominent.

To the general public, that means FAT.

Apparently, DJ Jean said you are working a a self-tanning lotion with your stylist, but why oh why are you doing that? You look so adorable when you are, prominent and fair, and looks just like the Chinese Horoscope icon for this year! Isn't that oh-so-trendily-vogue?

To the general public, that means the animal she looks like is the PIG

Why, my dear, do you wanna be a tanned (black-ish) boar instead of a lovable pinkish pig?

And why are you not working on your new album? I know you'd probably is still reeling in shock at how successful that comeback album was and you'd probably earned gazillions from it to be able to pamper yourself, but God gave you a voice, and hell, it's a bloody good voice! So put that beautiful voice to work, instead of wearing a white coat sitting in a laboratory churning out tannin lotion. Though the sentence may in reality be like this:

So put that beautiful voice to work, instead of wearing a (Shiny Glittering Fur) coat sitting in a (LV and Chanel displayed) laboratory churning out tanning lotion (and hiring cheap labor from third world nation to work on the lotion, then passing off as your own invention)

Advice: Glitter failed and bombed so i think you are just cursed with that thing. So nothing to do with glitter please, absolutely nothing to do with any form of that! Not even the actual stuff. One form of powder will be good for publicity - Crack. Just look what it did to changed Whitney's career.

Whole world knows Photoshop by now so don't mis-lead listeners with your album cover again (Paparazzi shots are better) and lastly, it took you a-g-e-s to come back with a hit album, so maybe you really do need more time, just not time spent wasting on developing your Mimi brand self tanning lotion. Summer's here, there's something call the Sun.

Flour N Meat

I had a buffet hi-tea session with Tina, K.S, Kenneth and Shuting yesterday at Lao Beijing at Plaza Singapura. The buffet was atrociously cheap! At only 20 per person with taxes, the amount of food available was value for money, although, as pictures will proved inaccurate (and Shuting looks deceptively happy doing her popiah above!) , the Famous Popiah that will be served to tables with more than 4 diners is suspiciously not nice (hence, why the famous is the name?)

Funny thing was that Mum bought Popiah back yesterday for dinner too, and hers is much nicer than those otherwise, Famous Popiah we had at Lao Beijing.

Ok, anyway, the spread was good and the various chinese dumplings we had was an assortment of different varieties of dumplings that are (as the waitress puts it) made of flour with meat fillings. Noodles were not bad but Asian Kitchen is better I reckon. The Xiao Long Baos were quite delightful actually.



Since all things flour and meat is getting boring, I took photos of us doing and wrapping our own popiah. Yes, those famous ones the reataurent claimed. Anyway, Popiah frare is standard, i guess, with the stewed turnips and carrots forming the bulk of what is being wrapped into the thin rice-flour skin. The sweet sauce tastes like caramel (no good cos moi hates caramel) and the grounded dried shrimp (or what appeared to have smelt like dried shrimp) gets mistaken for grounded peanuts by Kenneth. Tina thought the sliced egg ommelette was supposed to be sliced dried tofu skin (which is sooo not paert of any popiah recipe) and was buffled for a moment of two. All these just goes to show that the process of putting your own ingredients into the popiah is only the starting of a puzzled mystery cos the challanging part is not over as the wrappng process is very mind boggling too.






Mu Popiah (Mine's was the smallest out of all, but luckily cos erm...the tastes is not exactly nice so i was glad mine's the tiniest!)


Looks like sushi huh?

Hay algo muy raro

Si, mis amigos! Miro mi blog antes de la noche y miro un comment en mi blog a un persona no reconoco (?).

Anyway, Espanol is too hard for me. Ha, Ok, there's this comment on my 340 threadcount sheets and I though it was by someone I know, But clickin on her link brings me to this weird pink-kish site call Piggie Paradise and apparently, she sells ang bows! Really! I am so not kidding. Ok, ang bows are red packets Chinese folks used to put Money in during Chinese New Year, and considering that CNY had passed like 2 months, this lady or guy whgoo calls her'him self Piddie Paradise has apparently no updated the blog for some time! And I am sure she or he is Singaporean cos the bank account she listed down is a Singapore Bank.

Hmmm..somehow i wonder is she's my friend Josephine? Are you, piggie paradise?

the importance of 340 thread-count quilt cover

mum changed my sheets today into those brand new 340 thread count quilt cover i bought on Sunday. how good does 34o thread count feels? well, i just sunk into the bed 5 min ago to catch American idol and now i am here all elated that i actually spend that amount of mooh-lah on those quilt cover.

next stop: 400 thread count!

something fishy

met Lauren for lunch today after recovering slightly from my tummy flu to celebrate her upcoming birthday on Friday and we decided to eat Fish & Co. at Wheelock Place. I'd arrived early and hence, decided to pop by Marks and Spencer to grab a Triple Choco Crunch for her. Still too early and decided to browse for some books at Borders but nothing fancy catches my eyes (read: too lazy to indulge in any reading, yes, even fashion fails to keep my attention for 5 min surprisingly)

So, Lauren finally arrived at 2.15 and surprise! She got me the exact same identical Triple Choco Crunch from M&S too! haha..we were laughing so hard and both reeled in shocked at how well we know each other's tastes! Had 2 set lunches and I opted for fried fish nuggets, sweet and sour fish for main and passion fruit soda. Lauren's was Cesar Salad, NY Fish & Chips and also, passion fruit soda. I also ordered additional appetiser of grilled calamari (which turned out to be a bad decision cos we had so much food that we couldn't finish it!) The NY Fish N Chips were surprisingly NO different from the normal Fish and Chips they have. Apparently either Lauren and I both have such bad taste buds that fail to detect any of the proclaimed "Stuffed with a generous amount of cheese stuffing) or, the talented copywriters Fish and Co hired were really professional to their filed of creativity and stick tru to their job by listing down a non-detectable item (read: cheese stuffing) in the actual dish;s description itself.

Well, my sweet and sour was OK (nothing drastically awful can ever go wrong for sweet and sour, if an idiot like me can make it too, right?) but Lauren and i were wondering what veggie was lying on my platter when we bite into something crunchy and tastes like melon but i am sure it's not melon. Hmmm....

where's the cheese in the fish fillet?

Anyway, like I said, we were both so filled with all the gorging that we had to proceed to Mango and Zara and tons of other shops to burn off some calories. Oh...we were talking bout dresses at Massimo Dutti, but definitely, that piece of conversation did not include any thing on me and dresses, you know what i mean? haha...

Ended the day with coffee and a warm choco cake at Starbucks before i hit home and Lauren to her church for choir practice.

Hanging in there

I am back bitches! After AWOL-ing for like 2 weeks in the midst of exams and revisions, I am done with school this term - that is until I start Summer term next week.

Why am i doing summer term? well, how about the useless incumbent in me failing to get/clinch/beg for an internship sounds? In fact I sooo think that all these negative vibe is really getting to me cos I am down with a really bad case of Stomach Flu since yesterday (in fact, my tummy hurts sooo bad that I had problem sleeping last night despite being in a cocoon position...i guess it's kindda like I am having menstrual cramps, i suppose if that's how it feels) The pain and constant trips to the restrooms are so bad that I do not even dare to venture out of my home tonight for a dinner with dah-ling tai-tai (rich married woman who can just play poker for life cos she does not need to work with a great adoring hubby supporting her, a la desperate housewife) in training, Adeline...

ok, anyway, i had a great few days after the exams were done on Saturday, i met up with Elise, Tina and Marco (a HK guy on exchange in Prague and were friends with Tina and Elise) for lunch cos Marco is now working in a bank in Singapore. Also got to meet another SMU gal Elaine from HK who had been here for 10 (?) years. Had Sushi Tei and i also got some new quilt cover and sheets for my bed. All white cos since I am too broke to travel to posh hotel this year, more specifically, summer, I am gonna bring that hotel room to me by making my bed reminiscent of a hotel room. Cheap thrill.

gosh, My tummy hurts so i better go catch some 40 winks...seeya all later bitches!