Anyway, I went for work last sat. Working at SCH has really opened my eyes to the kind of Singaporeans we have here. Since we weren't given instructions to open the doors yet, a huge crowd started gathering outside, until it became impossible to queue anymore. Can you imagine--a curious lady who was wondering why the doors haven't opened came into the hall. And couldn't get out. That was the crowd size. Well, the problem was coz it was free seating, so it was first-come-first-to-choose-best-seats kinda thing.
So when me and Bryce opened the doors, it was quite overwhelming to face a big, and angry crowd. I felt like we were at the frontline. They started questioning why were the doors opened so late, complaining about how it's impossble to queue already, blah blah, and before we unblocked the door, one lady told the guy in front of her "I was here first". I mean, c'mon la, the doorway's jammed with people, unhappy and disgruntled ones at that, and she's worried about one person going in before her when she's the second one to choose from hundreds of other seats. =_= Another lady really made the punch line: "Who ask you all to open the doors so late? See what you get? Gate jam." Ouch. That really spiked my anger. The stage wasn't even ready, how to open the doors? But then again, customers are always right. Retaliating when there're so many other annoyed people behind her would be stupid.
Welcome to Singapore, lady.
Ok, enough complaints. Haha. Yesterday, I met up with Nan Xiao and Delia for bb. Jun Ying was supposed to come, but I guess history does repeats itself for her. Lol. We met a yellow ladybird and Delia started talking to it.
After that I went for trng at PRCS. Seriously, I get more bruises and injuries there than at Tanglin. Haha.
Oh ya..I cooked dinner the other night with my bro's help. Ok it wasn't exactly cook, since all I need to do was to heat up the pizza and the soup haha, but at least I made the salad. Ta-da!
Sorry, can't get the tuna salad to turn the right side up.
The original look:
Tea bread, in other words, fruit cake, but butterless:
Tea bread, in other words, fruit cake, but butterless:
