Friday, December 17, 2004 @11:03 pm
Where did I stop? Sunday? WOah, I've 2 BBQs to tell you about.
1st: 6Charity. Met E, went to collect food, met YW and SY @ east coast. No trouble. The pit was one big mess man. Sh*t all over. That was not the trouble. Trouble came when the fire wouldn't start. S came. Fire started a little, then went out. The guys came. Sat there giving comments. Until they got fed up, chased us away and got on with it themselves. The whole process took 3 hrs and 80 firestarters. How nice. Cooking was fine. Everything but the fried rice (which I took home and was dinner for 2 days) was finished. That was about it.
That was Monday. Tuesday was spent shopping in Orchard. I'm starting to really like hanging out there. Found myself a nice book of worship scores. (always wanted one).
Can't remember what happened on Wednesday and Thursday. Though I did finish 2 books. Go see
www.bookgerl.blogspot.com if you're interested. I'm sure you are anyway.
Ok, today, the busiest day of the week.
Morning: ice skating
Afternoon: lunch @ seoul garden with class
Evening :bbq with germany group.
Anyway, the interesting thing was the bbq. Met T @ Mrt station. Damn HY and M were sooo late (they arrived on the same train). Went to collect food, wallet frenzy (talk abt wallet frenzy, u'll see). Took a cab to NTUC. HY exclaims that she lost her wallet. Frantic search, dumped everything out of her bag, all around. Hurridly jotted down the cab's no. Walked around, not knowing what to do. Asked around for citycab's no., no one had it. How interesting, everyone had Comfort's. In the end, she called Comfort and asked for their rivals no.
@ CC, stupid, real bad music played while she was transferred from line to line. And finally to be told that the driver couldn't find her wallet. Hurmppp, did he look in the boot???
Well, the show had to go on. We bought our stuff and walked down. Guess what? S was the only one there. (with his whole family minus 2 sisters) Points go to him and his dad for starting the fire. Then he insisted we started cooking. Fine!
Good thing ppl started showing up. Then, drama rama. Tongue war, how fun! It really was: there were hotdogs with horrible warts and all.
Until ppl had to go and I had to go make cake. My stupid stomach made me trudge all the way to Macs suffering.
And in the end, luckily ppl wanted to bring the stuff home. So I didn't have to bring back anything I didn't want.
note: theres alot of details left out, but then...I can't be bothered.
you know you love me