Of KBox, Snow Wolf, Italian food, old friends, new friends, postmans, one special star, one penpal
(BUT today's only my second time at KBox!) I swear, I really am not much of a KBox person, it's so not me, I claim to be the lazy slacker at the cafe, getting fat on Frappucinos (which reminds me, someone owes me one! =)...but today's KBox was just as fun as the last time! It's the company I guess, long time since I genuinely had fun, despite all the embarrassment from going off-tune half the time, singing songs we thought we knew but did not really know... and Please Mr Postman totally sent QY and I into fits of laughters, leaving V and W completely bemused, but we're incomprehensible people and only we can comprehend that. I was completely lost throughout all the Chinese songs, Jay Chous and Mandarin R&B (I never knew RnB actually existed in the world of Mandarin songs), but W's rendition of that canto theme from Snow Wolf completely blew me away! Wow, I can only say, Wow! My mum loves that song, and for some strange reason, I actually feel like getting her to listen to him sing it!
Finally, RT and I met up to go back to Spags! On retrospect, the whole episode was quite hilarious. We decided that that we didn't want to go back after all, but I had already bought two big boxes of curry puffs for my friends there, so I practically had to drag her there to drop it off...and when we were there, we saw Snoopie, and decided that we would eat there after all... in fact, we QUEUED to go in, I can't believe I willingly queued outside Spags...when I was a server there, I used to stare at the long queue, silently curse every person who added to it, and wondered why would anybody have such patience in the first place! 'So I thought we said we were not going to eat here?' - we just laughed when we finally settled into one of those comfy booth seats. It was nice to be back! I think I'll always miss working there. But then again, when your life for the past 3 months consisted of writing essays until 8am in the morning, wondering why on earth you are even learning programming, trying to figure out whether you believe in Maslow's Hierachy of Needs theory etcetcetc ... clearing plates, setting tables and making coffee for chefs actually sounds pretty fun!
GN said he saw me running up bus 95 with a guy in Nus, and I finally figured out when that was! Saw A who still calls me Dollface, M who's getting married, PL/LN who're alway so sweet, A.Lim who really looks so nice now that I had to tell him that, A.Teo whom I always thought seemed rather interesting and wished I knew for a longer time, F who told us to serve ourselves (I'd much rather serve myself if I could), and also, W (That wasn't even half a smile but thanks anyway). Sigh, I've missed the place.
But I always feel strange going back. Working there was weird-it changed the way I viewed others, changed the way I viewed myself, tempted me to believe in fate, and made me realize what I most wished to be. I used to stand in there, now I sit in there, but would rather stand- and tonight, for a few moments, I sat on a thought, 'Who would think this place could change someone's life.'
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