Excuse me, but my life is waiting.

Guess what?

It’s coming to 9.30pm and I’m still fucking in the office.
On a Friday night, no less.

This is wrong..

Shit.

p/s: I STILL HATE THINSOFT. Very much.

This is crazy.
This is not how a Friday is supposed to work.

Damnit.

I HATE Thinsoft!

There. I’ve come right out and said. In fact, i’ll say it again…

I HATE HATE HATE Thinsoft!!!!!!

Ah, much better.

Okay, now that I have let it out…and i need to destress by digressing from work and talking about my dinner with Justin at Uberburger yesterday.

The famed Uberburger was a disappointment.
And no, i didn’t try the notoriously expensive 101 Burger. No way I’m paying a 100 bucks just for bread and meat. 100 bucks can buy me a one way ticket to Thailand, so there’s no chance i’ll spend that kind of $$$ on food.

BTW, the menu is ridiculously hard to read. We both got quite tired trying to figure out each entry… there are no pictures! WTH right? A menu with no pictures??!!! Ridiculous.

I pay $$$ and am supposed to second-guess how my food looks like?! Nonsense!

Anyhow, I ordered item 01 on the menu, which was something of a piece of steak with tomatoes, onions and sauce sandwiched between 2 really thick slices of bread. Haha…my burger was done “medium rare” okay!

And because the entire thing (yes, i consider it a “thing” rather than a burger) was so huge…my jaws (and believe i speak for Justin as well) got quite tired with all the chewing. I’ve never felt more like a cow in my life. Mooooo!

To give the devil its due, the food wasn’t so bad..Just rather tiring to eat.

BUT the atmosphere (which i believe was paid for by way of the price of the burgers) was really less than desirable. It actually felt a little stuffy..and the servers were talking really quite loudly among themselves and across the restaurant. Sigh.

BTW, 90% of the servers were Malay. Interesting, isn’t it? And I didn’t even see the word “Halal” anywhere on the premises…Or maybe i was just being blind, as usual.

Anyway, the number of Malay servers at Uberburger has led me to conclude that Uberburger is really just a jacked-up version of the humble Ramlee.

Chey!

p/s: Thanks for the dinner, Justin.

Guess what?

It’s coming to 9.30pm and I’m still fucking in the office.
On a Friday night, no less.

This is wrong..

Shit.

p/s: I STILL HATE THINSOFT. Very much.

This is crazy.
This is not how a Friday is supposed to work.

Damnit.

I HATE Thinsoft!

There. I’ve come right out and said. In fact, i’ll say it again…

I HATE HATE HATE Thinsoft!!!!!!

Ah, much better.

Okay, now that I have let it out…and i need to destress by digressing from work and talking about my dinner with Justin at Uberburger yesterday.

The famed Uberburger was a disappointment.
And no, i didn’t try the notoriously expensive 101 Burger. No way I’m paying a 100 bucks just for bread and meat. 100 bucks can buy me a one way ticket to Thailand, so there’s no chance i’ll spend that kind of $$$ on food.

BTW, the menu is ridiculously hard to read. We both got quite tired trying to figure out each entry… there are no pictures! WTH right? A menu with no pictures??!!! Ridiculous.

I pay $$$ and am supposed to second-guess how my food looks like?! Nonsense!

Anyhow, I ordered item 01 on the menu, which was something of a piece of steak with tomatoes, onions and sauce sandwiched between 2 really thick slices of bread. Haha…my burger was done “medium rare” okay!

And because the entire thing (yes, i consider it a “thing” rather than a burger) was so huge…my jaws (and believe i speak for Justin as well) got quite tired with all the chewing. I’ve never felt more like a cow in my life. Mooooo!

To give the devil its due, the food wasn’t so bad..Just rather tiring to eat.

BUT the atmosphere (which i believe was paid for by way of the price of the burgers) was really less than desirable. It actually felt a little stuffy..and the servers were talking really quite loudly among themselves and across the restaurant. Sigh.

BTW, 90% of the servers were Malay. Interesting, isn’t it? And I didn’t even see the word “Halal” anywhere on the premises…Or maybe i was just being blind, as usual.

Anyway, the number of Malay servers at Uberburger has led me to conclude that Uberburger is really just a jacked-up version of the humble Ramlee.

Chey!

p/s: Thanks for the dinner, Justin.

This “annoucement” may come abit late..but we (mich, dawn and yours truly) have graduated from B2!

Here are our B2 graduation photos!

Our instructors are different this time round…It’s the girl in the black top (Samantha) and the guy right next to her (Boon).

Don’t know why, but personally, i felt that the B2 class wasn’t as fun as B1…Perhaps it was because i have invariably picked up a number of moves..

Hmm..

This “annoucement” may come abit late..but we (mich, dawn and yours truly) have graduated from B2!

Here are our B2 graduation photos!

Our instructors are different this time round…It’s the girl in the black top (Samantha) and the guy right next to her (Boon).

Don’t know why, but personally, i felt that the B2 class wasn’t as fun as B1…Perhaps it was because i have invariably picked up a number of moves..

Hmm..

Just back from Union…and instead of zonking out as per the usual SOP, i had to go send my EOD.
Er, in case u are wondering, EOD stands for End of Day (report).

Yes, I have to account to my boss for what I do for the entire day, every work day.
Which sucks, because I am always forgetting to do my EOD and as a result, have to do it at home and send it out.

And no, I cannot not send it because I have to “send this report by the END OF THE DAY or NEXT DAY 0915hrs latest. Failure will result in a formal warning or penalty”.

See? No excuses for me.

And honestly, I’d rather sleep late than wake up early…because im the kind who needs to be kicked out of bed every morning.

Damnit!

Why can’t someone just invent some anti-sleep pill man!

Why, why, why!!!!!!!!

Just back from Union…and instead of zonking out as per the usual SOP, i had to go send my EOD.
Er, in case u are wondering, EOD stands for End of Day (report).

Yes, I have to account to my boss for what I do for the entire day, every work day.
Which sucks, because I am always forgetting to do my EOD and as a result, have to do it at home and send it out.

And no, I cannot not send it because I have to “send this report by the END OF THE DAY or NEXT DAY 0915hrs latest. Failure will result in a formal warning or penalty”.

See? No excuses for me.

And honestly, I’d rather sleep late than wake up early…because im the kind who needs to be kicked out of bed every morning.

Damnit!

Why can’t someone just invent some anti-sleep pill man!

Why, why, why!!!!!!!!

Decided to go support Boon who was taking part in a salsa competition at palawan beach on Sunday.

And because zz was such a loyal dog (i was sick earlier in the day and had to puke into the toilet bowl. Zsazsa was pawing the door and yelping frantically outside the loo in worry.), i decided that i would not stinge on the cab fare and brave the taxi uncle and bring her along.

The whole trip was quite eventful…and extremely hilarious to say the least.

It began with me trying to stuff her into my bag under my block so that the taxi uncle would think that zz was this small harmless little dog and let me get on his cab..But i forgot zz grows exponentially and can no longer fit into my bag.

So i had to abandon the idea and content myself with letting her wait beside me by the road.

Luckily, a taxi came and we managed to get on…no questions asked. Wow.

Anyway, upon reaching Habourfront (and parting with like S$19!!! *heart pain*) and meeting Mich & Nigel, we had to shelve our plans to hitching a cab into the island. We decided to take the bus instead.

For the unintiated, dogs are only allowed into Sentosa if they are:

1. in a car*
2. walk across the bridge

*A bus is not considered a car.

Fortunately, Nigel was gg to book in that night and so was carrying this really gigantic sling bag. It was this huge bag that into which we promptly and rather unceremoniously dumped zz into.

She wasn’t happy at all.
She was really quite annoyed because the bag had to be zipped up (cuz she kept trying to escape), And as you can imagine, it was quite stuffy and hot inside the bag. The shot was taken after she finally managed to burst free..

Yes, Zsa zsa has learnt how to open a zipped bag from the inside:

Step 1: Struggle like crazy and then suddenly stop as if u have fainted
Step 2: Find a small hole/opening at the zip and breathe frantically from it…as if u can’t get any air on the inside.
Step 3: Make ur owner worry and thus open the zip a little to check on you.
Step 4: Seize the chance and stick your snout through the little gap and out into the open, all the while, skirming vigourously.
Step 5: Break free by wiggling violently and give the pathetic “i-am-so-sick-of-living-in-a-bag” face.

Anyhow, upon reaching sentosa…she had a field day running on the sand..and getting to know other dogs.

Zsa zsa was asked also asked if she’d like to salsa by the principle instructor at Attitude studio, Gupson. Hahaha…it was quite funny because she was looking so intently at the people dancing…as if she wanted to join in as well.

No silly, of course she declined the dance. She ran back and hid behind my legs, that coward.

All in all, it was a pretty good day.

Would i do it again?

Yes, absolutely.
Except I’d definitely drive myself there the next time round.

Hey there…

Covered alot of ground over the last weekend. So, instead of bombarding you with a super long post, i shall break it up into 3…for your viewing pleasure *wink*

Okay, here goes the update on my life…

On Friday, after work, we headed down to Paulaner’s for a well deserved drink…and also to watch the Spain vs Dunnowho match. Dunno-who because i am only interested in Spain for the cute guys. Hahaha…c’mon lah, give me some credit can? At least i’m honest…I watch Spain for the men. But unfortunately, they didn’t show the Spain match that night…So we amused ourselves by taking photos and talking rubbish.

Anyway, back to what I was saying…

To my delight, I found out that you can preorder drinks at Happy Hour prices and get the staff to serve the drinks later! Cool! So pls hor, next time you people reach Paulaner’s early, pls pls pls order my beer for me first, yes?

Me, happily slugging beer. I had 2 0.5Ls…

Twain and his mug. Light beer is soooo boring can?? Hehe.

Twain and Kris…obviously very happy with their beer. Those alcoholic designers!

Twain, me & Kristen.

Mark & Twain.
I’m very impressed by Mark. He guzzled 2 liters of beer and only went to pee once.

Wow.

Where did all that liquid go???


And if Paulaner’s vs Brewerkz, who wins? I say Brewerkz!