Saturday Night Ramblings

Home always means a few things - lots of nice homecooked food to eat ( I can't believe there're no mooncakes in my house yet, what a disappointment), a lot fo slacking since I'm too lazy to carry most of my work back, looking forward to running by the reservoir which almost never happens (I'll wake up tomorrow, I swear!) and... having a piano to play! Was practising Saturday Night Waltz just now... on a Saturday Night for once, haha. I've decided not to practise it myself anymore because it's a million times easier playing my part alone, and pointless. Despite never getting down to learning new songs, it's always so nice to play...the same thing over and over again, things I've been playing since the Sec 2 days when I was rushing for the Grade 8 exams... perfect way to waste time and not feel bad about slacking too.

I was looking forward to work today, but it turned out pretty dreary... mostly because I was half an hour late and didn't have time to take lunch. I was so hungry that I could barely concentrate on writing down orders! I was quite freaked out when I kept asking the guests to repeat their orders becase I just couldn't concentrate... didn't know hunger could be that distracting. Sometimes we don't get breaks for the 12-6 shift...when Michelle told me to go for a 10 min break, I would have hugged her if I had any strength left.

I dashed over to Bread Talk to grab some food and... I discovered that the Wasabi Pork Floss bun is here to stay (since Floss Festival is over and it's still there)!!!! *a million grins from ear to ear* I probably single handledly upped its popularity by eating as much as possible while the Floss Festival was on...yay, more pork floss buns for me tomorrow since I'm meeting Sheryl in town.

The most amazing thing happened to me after work today. I walked into 2 Zaras while waiting for my mum... and I couldn't find a thing to buy. Someone please recommend places to buy new skirts.

Had dinner out with my mum again today, just like last Saturday. At one of those little roadside Dim Sum stores along Thomson road... doesn't really matter where/what we eat, I just like eating with my mum these days. It's my Dad's birthday tomorrow...and we don't know what to buy, or where to eat. As usual.

My Econs tutor never fails to spring new surprises (and unleash the bitch in me) every Friday. Yesterday, her favourite student was presenting and -

Tutor: EXCELLENT answer, did you do it yourself?

Student: Our group did it...blahblahblahetcetcetc

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Me: (thinking I was stupid) I don't understand, shouldn't it be blahblahblahetcetcetc?

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Tutor: Oh sorry, the groups answer is incorrect compared to my answer sheet. I thought he (i.e. favourite student) was from Vietnam and is very strong in Math, so his answer would definitely be correct.

Honestly, she's obviously a really nice and sweet young little thing...but when it comes to her tutorials, she's driving me absolutely NUTS. I don't know why I even bother to attend since I feel more stupid than ever after each tutorial.

Yesterday, Mr Ku (our music director)- 'You're shrink each time I see you.'

Today, Gin (colleague)- 'You lost a lot of weight is it?' (I can't believe anyone can tell when I'm in that humongous spageddies striped sack)

Chef Andrew- 'You cut your hair like that, you look skinnier than ever.'

Michelle (manager who just returned)- 'Ni wei she me ze yang!'

Liza (maid at home) - 'Your complexion has improved (*yay*), and you lose weight again.'

ARGH, it's become so stressful hearing things like this everyday. I'm going to eat more mooncakes (just discovered 1 mooncake is an incredible 1000 calories, can't believe it.) the moment my mum buys them. And loads of wasibi pork floss buns in town tomorrow.

Off to sleep. Hope I wake up in time to run at the reservoir tomorrow.