Sunday, September 24, 2006
Yesterday, although I was feeling lethargic, I still enjoyed my time with you girls. It was really great hanging out with you people. People who have the same frequency. We are in phase and resonating. Joke.
Anyway, the message sent out for the gathering also had a joke in it. That is " attire Mufti". Luckily no one turned up in mufti...
So we went to Plaza Singapura and hung out at the arcade while waitintg for Yiping to make her arrival. Yeah... chairperson... so have to give some honour. Yuting (vice chair) just finished her track duties was burnt and famished. So after some time we went to Pasta Mania to stall for some time. In the end we made our purchases while Yiping came in. She looks skinier. Coincidentally I guess, we all ordered Ariabita (or something like that). The cook was really generous with helpings of Chilli but looks like he was quite stingy with my plate of Linguine. As usual, tabasco sauce in front of my plate. Can't seem to get enough of it. To quote Ruo, I prbably have a higher tolerance level. But it was quite comical to see them taking in sips of air to calm those spiced up nerve endings of their tongues, adding cheese powder and sharing the huge cup of mango soothie Weng ordered. In the end, it was the milk bought from the supermarket by Dawn that saved these pretty damsels in distress, including herself. Yuting, seems to also have higher tolerance level for chilli. After that, spent time walking around the mall since we couldn't decide what we wanted to do and the movies were un-timely. Went to slack at Gelare while watching Yiping and Dawn eat their waffle. We had our last stop at Spotlight and a few of us were tired. Yiping left us at the mall while Weng went to the NE line ( aka purple line - by my lingo). The rest of us took the same train and each alighted at our individual stops. So there. Doesn't sound really interesting from the above account but anyway, I had good company and lots of catching up done, so I felt it was time well spent.
To know that, sometimes, some of you my dearest friends are feeling the same way about common things. It makes me feel no longer a weirdo, it helps me move along. Grateful to have known you.
Start to miss you people all over again.
Anyway, the message sent out for the gathering also had a joke in it. That is " attire Mufti". Luckily no one turned up in mufti...
So we went to Plaza Singapura and hung out at the arcade while waitintg for Yiping to make her arrival. Yeah... chairperson... so have to give some honour. Yuting (vice chair) just finished her track duties was burnt and famished. So after some time we went to Pasta Mania to stall for some time. In the end we made our purchases while Yiping came in. She looks skinier. Coincidentally I guess, we all ordered Ariabita (or something like that). The cook was really generous with helpings of Chilli but looks like he was quite stingy with my plate of Linguine. As usual, tabasco sauce in front of my plate. Can't seem to get enough of it. To quote Ruo, I prbably have a higher tolerance level. But it was quite comical to see them taking in sips of air to calm those spiced up nerve endings of their tongues, adding cheese powder and sharing the huge cup of mango soothie Weng ordered. In the end, it was the milk bought from the supermarket by Dawn that saved these pretty damsels in distress, including herself. Yuting, seems to also have higher tolerance level for chilli. After that, spent time walking around the mall since we couldn't decide what we wanted to do and the movies were un-timely. Went to slack at Gelare while watching Yiping and Dawn eat their waffle. We had our last stop at Spotlight and a few of us were tired. Yiping left us at the mall while Weng went to the NE line ( aka purple line - by my lingo). The rest of us took the same train and each alighted at our individual stops. So there. Doesn't sound really interesting from the above account but anyway, I had good company and lots of catching up done, so I felt it was time well spent.
To know that, sometimes, some of you my dearest friends are feeling the same way about common things. It makes me feel no longer a weirdo, it helps me move along. Grateful to have known you.
Start to miss you people all over again.
what we could have been, 10:27 PM.
