And aside from doing the above mentioned, I have been slacking around at home, re-watching awesome HIMYM episodes along with my Legend of the Condor Heroes DVDs and, well, sleeping.

I don’t like not having anything to do because it makes me rather lazy.

Not to mention that even though I have thought about changing my layout (it’s been up for like, more than a year. Or is it two years now?) I just can’t get my creative juices together to come up with a neat and awesome layout like this current one. (I should mention that Alexis Bledel is still really pretty.)

Anyway, I have finally upgraded to WordPress 2.7.1 and I’m still trying to get used to the new interface

Rey‘s finally in Australia and I will really miss him. No more 3-am-Carl’s-Junior-burgers for me, I guess. Or awesome talk and HIMYM references

Anyway, Xavier introduced me to a bar job and I’m hoping to start next week and switch to full-time next month. So, no more hoping-for-an-admin-job for me. It’s back to the bar!

As a final note, Tarmidzie told me that the Coldplay concert tickets have all been sold out All I can say is: SO FAST?!

We spent the first part talking about HIMYM and after locating to a bench at the beach, we talked about the old school cartoons of the 80′s and 90′s (Duck Tales, Tale Spin, Duckwing Duck, Beetlejuice, Captain Planet, anyone recall?) then to eurotrash like Floorfilla’s Anthems #2 to #6 (my personal favourite is #5).

I cannot believe how much I can laugh whenever I’m with him. It’s either he cracks me up or vice versa. Every chilling session always ends up with the aftermath of multiple laughing sessions.

And to top the night off (well, wee hours, since we left East Coast Park around four in the morning), he was overtaken by some car (I’m never good with car brands and models) while we were deep in some conversation. Totally stunned, he stepped on the accelerator and just zoomed ahead, crossing to the opposite lane to overtake that car (since it was a two lane road). He probably hit 80km/h, I don’t know, but all I know was that suddenly, we both noticed the hump ahead and he still had time to go, “Oh shit!” before pressing the brakes and allowing the car to actually sail over the hump without scrapping anything.

On a side note, I’m still looking for a temporary admin job. Job hunting is so not easy when it’s not F&B related

Sham, Me and Joe

So it was The Happy People Company’s 3rd birthday party on Monday at Dempsey Ben & Jerry’s and my batch of scoopies decided to meet up and head to the bash together.

It was a rather huge event. The moment we, the newbie scoopies, settled down at a relegated corner, we started taking a lot of pictures

Ting Ting, Sarah, Me and Yi Ling

Grace, Ting Ting, Sarah, Me and Yi Ling

We had some food and drinks, and tried to find our other fellow-batch of scoopies that were busy with the admin side and the fashion show. (Yes! We actually had a fashion show.)

With Carol on the left

The Happy Owner, TK, came by and we tried getting a photo with him.

With our Happy Boss

Ting Ting, Cherlin and I by the bar

After the fashion show, we managed to grab James to join us in a group photo. It was rather irritating because he kept disappearing half the time

Batch #46 of scoopies

After the fashion show, cake-cutting, performances and thanking everyone else, it was time to par-tay! The music kept switching between R&B and hip hop to disco music. And it was a tad infuriating because I did not like the latter. Still, we all had fun

With some Dempsey scoopies

It was a blast and we all had fun To think that not even into a month with Ben & Jerry’s and my batch get to enjoy the party I can’t wait for next year’s!

When we arrived, Johnson (the part-time chef) was there and, yes, he was frying the finger food in the kitchen. And I, being the bartender, was asked by Charlene to make a massive mojito with this fruit punch bowl. It was a trial and error thing but it turned out to be pretty good. Bacardi and Absolut didn’t interest me but the wine did

We made a hell of a ruckus playing house and trance tracks off Santos’ iPod, playing group games, daring each other, drinking, smoking and just talking the roof off and the condo-management had to rap on the door three times

Around seven, everyone was pretty worn out and started leaving a couple of hours later. Edmond was pretty tickled by the fact that Saufi was pretty tipsy. As we walked out to the road to get a cab, the latter was singing “7 Days” by Craig David, saying the most random things (like how rare it was to smell the early morning air) and waving and saluting at every single vehicle that drove past us

As everyone made their way home, I made my way to RSAF Open House 2008. I know, everyone said it would be boring but I just wanted to go for the heck of it. Ha! Still, after all, I did want to get a license once

After that, I had to meet Weili since he wanted to surprise my colleagues at work by popping by (and trying to get free alcohol and beer. HAHA!) And since I was there a couple of hours before my shift started, my AM actually offered me beer!

It was a nice quiet Sunday with customers popping by every now and then. But, man, I was really tired since I was drinking and had no sleep at all

* Shack (from TalkingCock.com):
To be extremely tired. Not to be confused with “shag” (the British colloquialism for having sex) even though it’s often misspelled that way in Singapore.

I drank on Saturday because I was down. And, apparently, a childhood friend was down as well. So I offered to drink with him on Sunday night.

We went cheap drinking by meeting near Bedok Reservoir and purchased beer, ice and some snacks at the supermarket before making our way up to the top of the multi-storey carpark.

It was nice, just sitting at the top, talking and sharing every other moment

Last night, on a rather last minute note, I met up with Sam, a primary school classmate of mine. I suggested drinking (again!) and so we had beer and martinis

A random picture of Jonathan Tay drinking at my workplace last Friday as the guys came over to celebrate Jon’s 23rd

The birthday boy and Me

I have another picture of Jonathan Ang and myself but I look super retarded and Jon Ang looks super act cute. Plus, it was a rather drunk Jon Tay that took the picture

On a random note, I went to the hairdresser’s last night and I like my shorter, thinner and straighter hair right now!

Since last week, I have been pulling a five-day-six-night week. I am somewhat amazed that I can just sleep for about three hours a day, pull a nine-hour long office job, then a seven-hour shift at the bar. I guess I can now claim the title Charles gave me a few months ago: Superwoman

It was pretty much a lousy day yesterday with oversleeping, getting to internship an hour late, getting crap from the higher up folks, being demanded to do stuff that gets rejected 7863458976 times, re-doing those stuff 7863458977 times, listening to someone tell me something that I have been suppressing for months so now it becomes a reality, missing training because of internship, getting to work late because of internship…

Okay, basically, internship sucks.

That is why I wanted to go drinking. So, after work at half past three this morning, some colleagues and I ended up at a bar drinking beer and Chivas and watching the Chelsea-Liverpool match. I am not much of a soccer fan but I supported Liverpool this morning. In fact, everyone else was supporting them. But darn Chelsea! If that penalty was not scored, it could have been a draw.

Charlene was the only one rejoicing and making a whole lot of noise, irritating the shit out of everyone else (She is only supporting them because Liverpool kicked her team, Arsenal, out.)

I enjoyed myself tremendously. It made me forget (more or less) about my lousy day. And it made me look forward to working tonight

Yeah, I love working

I think the captions Jon Ang placed for the photos in his Facebook album were hilarious.

Me and Jon Tay

Dennis, Roland, Jon Ang, Jon Tay and Rey

With Roland and Jon Ang

Jon looks like a goner, man

With the BFF

Jon Ang’s 10% off discount photo

On the road between Marina Square and The Esplanade

Last Sunday, we were five idiots gorging on 80 pieces of chicken nuggets (with curry sauce!) from MacDonald’s. My colleagues and I actually got high on them Not to mention our stomachs felt like bursting. It is going to be amusing whether they will continue eating nuggets this Sunday. I won’t be joining them though

Anyway, it’s birthday time!

I guess you don’t want to take pictures with your candle or me anymore But it’s okay! You’ve got a spankin’ nice gift (Yeah, it is so hot it burnt 87346589 holes in my pocket. Ha!)

So you’re older once again

Let’s see here. I am still waiting for the photos from the Canoe Polo 3-on-3 Challenge. How was it? Tiring. Try competing eight matches overnight. I described my injuries to my friend and the response I got was, “Sounds like you’ve been to a war.”

So I shall post a couple of pictures of Jolene and I at MoS with Rey and her coursemates

Not sure why I was being so squinty-eyed

Happy new year to you, my cute, lil’, butch-lookalike, spit-loving friend.. =D

New Year’s Eve was terribly packed! My workplace was slammed with 8974509239047 customers trying to order drinks! By the time 0000 hours rolled around, the fireworks began and the balloons were released, I was standing by the bar, totally exhausted, waiting for my drinks order to arrive so that I could send it to a customer.

I can’t remember how many freaking champagne bottles I opened, but let’s say that the bar ran out of Moet and ran low on Mumms.

Since my New Year was quite boring, a couple of pictures from Christmas

East Coast at night

• The whole of last week was working for the Fujitsu roadshow in school with Joycelyn and Lilin. Worked non-stop for almost nine hours straight. Got used to eating lunch at 1730 hours.
• Ended up sleeping in school for three nights to save time on transportation.
• Saturday’s polo training was fair. Had friendly matches with TP and the national team.
• Still working a few days for the roadshow this and next week.
• Very, very, very tired.
• Campfire’s tomorrow. Can’t wait

23 more days…