I’m sure if you’d asked, Daddy would say yes without demanding an explanation. It’s like about Trust.

We used to patronize this seafood restaurant every fortnight as it was my dad’s favorite place for good food and its flawless ambience.

But tonight, we were greeted with disgustingly inappropriate service.

We ordered the following:

- Double-boiled Black Chicken soup with Ginseng

- Wasabi Mayonaise Prawns

- Fragrant Duck with Oyster Sauce

- Steamed Sea Bass with Hong Kong Style sauce

- Homemade Tofu in Mini Wok

- 4 bowls of steamed rice

Tonight, we (family of 4) were served by this very  disgusting waiter, he kept soup ladles and serving thongs shoved into the back pockets of his pants, walked around serving the tables with the cutlery ‘clanging’ noisily as he passes our table. Such a pity I didn’t take down his name!

He walked over to our table and placed the pot of soup down and 3 bowls of rice. Then he shouts to another colleague to get another bowl of rice as he has forgotten it. I watched as he reached behind his pants and grabbed the ladle. I was disgusted!

Eyes wide opened, I asked him “Why is the ladle behind your back pocket? Is it clean?!”

He replied “Oh ya, I just shoved it up.” What do you make out of that?! I was too shocked for words that I didn’t demand that he changed the ladle immediately. Then he realized he has forgotten to bring bowls for the soup. Just great! He went around the restaurant searching high and low for the bowls, opening drawers and cabinets. Came back to the table empty-handed!

He’s giving me the impression that there isn’t a SINGLE clean bowl in the WHOLE restaurant?! What type of service IS THIS? WTF!? My mom even wanted to offer cleaning out our rice bowls onto our plates and using those bowls for soup. This other china waiter came over and with one glance, he said he’d be right back with the bowls. True enough, a minute later he was back with 4 empty bowls. Don’t get what’s up with the other waiter, he doesn’t seem to know anything but kept bossing his fellow colleagues around! Annoying ASS!

As for the food, the duck was certainly not fragrant, it was fatty and the meat was tough. The chinese mushrooms and broccoli accompanying the duck in oyster sauce was utterly bland. The sea bass had a muddy taste to the meat. All in all, only the wasabi mayonaise prawns stood out amongst the rest of the rubbish!

When we finally called for the bill, the disgusting waiter walked by and we WITNESSED with 4 pairs of eyes the bill-folder was shoved inside his pants. Imagine the bill squashed in between his shirt and the back of his pants. GROSS! And cos his pants were quite transparent, we could see how deep the folder was in his pants. Gosh! I prayed that it wasn’t our bill!

Why would anyone in the right mind – especially in the F&B industry where hygiene is the ONE concern – put serving utensils or anything, really, that would be served/handed to the customer in their backsides?! He has just failed the hygiene test! How the hell did he become a waiter?!!? Now I question the training the management is preaching to their staff!

Totally disgusted, I have no more appetite for wasabi mayo prawns! PUI!!

Definitely not going back there!

I have made up my mind, about not forgetting him. HAHA! I am fickle-minded.. But once I’ve made my decision, likewise with my job, I won’t regret it.

I will take it as it is and carry out my plans as planned. Everything still flows by the river, and maybe a miracle will happen! I don’t know.

Just give me some forget-me-pills, and I’ll be oh-so-happy!

Lisa I’m in pain! I think it’d best that I forget about him.. It’s never gonna work out! I feel like giving up now.. Giving it all up.. Help me?

Yeah. Sure. Once I’ve set my mind to something, I’ll make it happen. But that only applies to my career.

‘Am I really that brave?’ The question that has been floating in my mind ever since the words left my manager’s mouth.

Yes. I daresay I’m brave for stepping onto a foreign path with no fixed income. But to confess my feelings, I’m no brave soul. How could I be brave when I don’t even dare to tell him ‘I want him’?

So many things I don’t dare to confess to him. I have changed for the worst. My heart is stuffed up with all those feelings that how much I force myself to say it out, nothing ever slips out of my mouth. It usually resides on my tongue and goes home with me.

I just fear the note of rejection, yet again. I really want to keep this friendship of ours.  

Happy Birthday my dear Sweets! Hope you have recovered a little at least - mentally and physically. I wish you – always be pink in health and in the cheekbones, so you don’t even need to apply any blusher! Hee! Miss your “nua-ness” babe!

I.love.you.always.and.forever.

The battlefield was at Bottle Tree park – Yishun. All 8 of us gathered around, listening intently to our instructors. They were hilarious and charming in their combat uniform.. *dreamy eyes* As we entered the battlefield, the sun greeted our heads with joy, radiating heat rays into our skulls, burning almost all brain cells that our legs turned jelly 30 mins into the game.

We were given 2 objectives – to grab the flag and brick and bring them back to our homepost. Game over when the first team completes the task. All we wanted was to be shot and have fun – rolling/running in between barriers and posts. I did a major silly stint during game 1. I must have been squatting for God-knows-how-long behind my post, that when I decided to change post, I half-ran,half-rolled to the post! Eeks! Not only did my team mate witnessed it, the instructors as well! They burst out laughing from above us! Ergh! So embarrassing! Well, that’s me anyway!

OH well.. I’m putting an end to the fun for the time being. Have to continue my revision for my upcoming cpa paper this halloween! It’s just around the corner! EEKS!!!!

Take care ya’ll!

First he says he wants to watch sun rise at ecp with me, and then now he’s tagging me in a note titled – reasons why you should think twice abt dating a PGR. Now what to make out from that!? It was a super turn-off! I might just go and un-tag myself from the note.

Somehow I get the feeling that he’s hinting to me that he’s not looking to date, but asking me out every weekend is not very convincing. Anyways, he’s good friend’s back in town, so i can foresee she’s gonna be in his life more often now!

Good in a way, I guess.. *thinks reluctantly* Everything’s going against what I’m feeling for him that I should just let my feelings for him falter at such an early stage than wait till it gets deeper, BUT I’m just not ready to let him slip!

Ergh! Confused!! I feel like an Illusion (Vodka, Malibu, Blue Curacao, OJ). It’s a awful tasting cocktail. It’s lime green and tastes nasty, everything mixed up in a glass! I feel like that now..

*repeats after self: Just a friend and nothing more*