Yesterday afternoon, Gramps, Daddy, Bro, Fat Boy and I went to Crystal Jade in Takashimaya to have lunch and boy, it was a good lunch. We had deep fried garlic pork ribs, steamed cod fish, bamboo clams topped with lotsa fried garlic, Hokkien seafood pot, roast duck drizzled with curry sauce, steamed scallops topped with garlic and vermicelli, stir-fried kale, seafood vermicelli and egg tarts : D~ After that, we went to visit Mummy at her workplace in Tiong Bahru before going home to nap ( - . - ) ZzZzZ
Woke up at 7pm (I felt so damn recharged), watched some TV before heading to the famous porridge stall in Henderson Road to have dinner (Time to have something light so as not to overload my tummy!) We went home after that and continued to sit in front of the tube (Oh yes, did I tell you we are absolute couch potatoes?) before deciding to turn in. It was not the usual 12:30am, but 2am : o I must say we tried very hard to sleep by turning and tossing millions of times in bed, but the more we turned and tossed, the harder it was to sleep...: ( I became more stressed when I heard steady breathing rhythms - It meant that he had successfully slipped into slumberland : ( My attempts to sleep failed miserably as my mind was fully aware of the surroundings despite tightly shut eyes. Awwww....
I felt crap this morning. It felt as if my soul was slowly drained through a bloody pinhole, bit by bit. The temptation to apply for an MC was great, but I decided not to as I knew it would incur the evil Boss's wrath : / Fortunately, there was Fat Boy who drove me to work, else I would just bang my head against the wall. Anyway, there was not much activity in the workplace. I mean, what to expect in such bad times? Regardless how positive one's mind is, what can one do without good orders and candidates? It did not help that there was internal underhand competition and the bloody management could not be bothered to lift a finger to differentiate between black and white as long as profits could be seen. I felt so damn shitty rotting in that place (I can feel my patience wearing thinner and thinner every passing day)
After work, I went to visit Aunt Helen because I felt the need to eradicate the big sickening zit sitting proudly above my lips >: ( As much as I wanted to save up the 80 bucks on something more useful, the moment my fingers attempted to purge the toxic pus from the angry zit, it hurt like hell! Hence, to prevent unnecessary moles from forming on my face, a facial session was an absolute must. After the 1 hour half session, I went to Cold Storage to buy a can of tuna before going home to watch TV while munching my tuna sandwich and washing it down with a mug of hot Milo ; )
