library food

has anyone ever eaten at cafe galilee? the little cafe now found at most public libraries found all around the island. no? EAT THERE. the food there is scrumpdididumptious. a tad bit expensive. but for the quality they give. it's worth it. the first time i ate there, was with sean, years ago, the great times. i remember how we sat at the tiny table, haggering over the chicken. and tearing into the juicy yummy chicken like barbarians. and squabbling over the pronounciation of something, (was it tabasco?), and me, soaking my chips into tabasco sauce.

but anyway. i had the chicken combo meal today. an expensive 7.20. but came with chips, onion rings and 8 pieces of chicken. EIGHT!! 4 wings, 4 huge chunks of deep fried meat.

read this awesome book as well. after studying 3 chapters of marketing. its called 'three to see the king' by Magnus Mills. it's a dry book all about this man who lives in a tin house, not wanting to move to this newly formed village of tin houses. stupid it sounds, i know. but, it's really intriguing. i was completely absorbed in the book. even the annoyingly loud chatter of munjen secondary school kids was silenced by the book. power sia. ew. it MUST be my exposure to them today. i never have to hear chatter like that in ngee ann. except in the canteen, but during eating time, im usually too abosrbed in my food, oogling at cute guys, or talking to my friends.

AND, im quite pissed. last week, i folded EVERY BODY'S clothes. the whole week's load. even though i had SO many assignments due. and the normal acadamic sister was having her holidays. BUT nevermind. it was MY week afterall. i even folded up my mom's clothes. her 5 day's worth of clothes from taiwan. and you fucking know what? i was made to wash the dishes as well. because the week before, i didnt really eat dinner at home. thus, hardly did my part at washing. and this week. its my turn to wash again. they always say not to be calculative. BUT LOOK AT HOW FUCKING CALCULATIVE they are. i mean, im doing better in life than my sister. i havent retained before. and i scored well for my o levels and im doing just fine in school now. they can wish as much as they can for her to get a 24 for her L1R5 for her o levels. so what if my rooms usually messy, so what if i have a tattoo and poked a hole in my tongue. doesnt make me any less smarter or hardworking. and, i have to wash more and fold more than anyone else. because the rest are too darn spoilt and lazy. and the thing is, im not even recognized for doing work. they just DONT SEE it.

weekend was spent doing my flash assignment. and im proud to say, that i completed it yesterday evening. i was so afraid i might have to continue it today. i hate last minute work.

friday WAS GREAT. i got to go to jitterbugs! met up with soongfee and chinfee near SGH first. we wanted to donate blood! how exciting. seeing a huge thick needle penetrate your skin. and later, thick half coagulated blood fill a plastic bag. unfortunately, none of us could donate. soongfee didnt bring her parental consent form. chinfee's iron was too low. and, i.. well. that's private. :D.

went to esplanade to kill some time and watched a jazz performance by two guys. flute and guitar. it's nice to see how two simple instruments could make such nice sounds. and another raggae one later. by the water front. by some local band. music wasnt bad. but i guess it wasnt so good overall. they failed to connect with the audience. by this time, deborah had arrived. and i had fun talking to her about parents and their strictness.

soongfee and i wanted cha soba. so we headed to the japanese restaurant at the esplanade. which looked relatively cheap. one plate of sushi was only 1.90!! when the bill came. it went all the way up to 70bucks. i busted 3 days worth of pocket money on a meal. HUR. so much for saving.

SALSA WAS FUN. danced a whole lot in my power socks. HA. i sweated, and that made me happy. and feel less fat. met new people. a guy called ryan, and finally, luewin, who i heard a lot about. i was dancing with ryan for the second time, when i saw my mom's face pop up behind the window pane. i got the shock of my life. i was hoping that she would drop by and let her see how incredibly happy salsa makes me (even though i suck so badly at it) and that jitterbugs is a nice place without drugs. apparently, she was watching me for twenty minutes.

GOT TO GO WASH THE OTHER PEOPLE'S DISHES NOW. even though i didnt eat anything at home the whole day. funny how my dad always says for me to clean up after myself, and not make others clean up my mess. here i am SLAVING after each one of their lazy asses.