Saturday OFF
This week's quite 'shiok'... I've got 3 days totally off - Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday... But then, Saturday is the day I'm totally free, since I need to go for classes and stuff on the other 2 days. Slept til 2.30pm on Saturday and spent the afternoon lazing around.
Sharuen's friend has came down from Malaysia and will be staying with us for 2 weeks... So on Saturday we went to pick him up at Southern Cross. His name is Wai Yip (I think that's spelt that way?) but I think I'll call him 'Sky'. Anyway, whilst waiting for him to arrive in the airport shuttle bus, Sharuen and I seek 'refuge' at Hungry Jacks, where we had some onion rings, coffee and ice-cream. Then when Sky came, we headed to the city, and went to Chilli Cafe on Russells Street to have dinner (Thai-style). Edwin came to join us too, but apparently he was kinda busy talking on the phone (and he was the one who die-die want me to have dinner with him....)..... Had green curry chicken for dinner, and it was quite nice.
After that, we took the train to Hugesdale, where we met up with Joyce and Alan, then we drove to Chapel Street to have some cakes and coffee (Edwin didn't join us for this). We went to Chapellis, and had their chocolate mud cake and baked cheesecake. It was extremely delicious (not to say, fattening), and we relished every single mouthful....
Took photos.... Bleah... I look horrid... FAT. Maybe short hair makes me look rounder... or maybe it's the top I was wearing. Just not very flattering. That's the ONLY reason why I hate winter... It's really time to shed those pounds!
Playing with my onion ring at Hungry Jacks
Sharuen is licking up her ice-cream...
The green curry rice that I had...
At Chapellis... with Sharuen and Joyce
The oh-so-delicious-yet-so-sinful chocolate mud cake~
Baked cheesecake
Posing with cakes...
Alan with Sky...
For the first time I did not feel anything with him.... So what he was on the phone? Who cares who he's talking to? So what he played with me and even hooked my hand volunteeringly? Who cares he greeted me by playing with my head? I even don't really want him to join us for dinner. I do not want to be too bothered by his every move and action. I realized I've tortured myself enough, and it's time to nourish myself a little bit more. Why should I cling on to someone that I know there's no hope for? I still like him, but I cannot continue my feelings. BE STRONG!
Sharuen's friend has came down from Malaysia and will be staying with us for 2 weeks... So on Saturday we went to pick him up at Southern Cross. His name is Wai Yip (I think that's spelt that way?) but I think I'll call him 'Sky'. Anyway, whilst waiting for him to arrive in the airport shuttle bus, Sharuen and I seek 'refuge' at Hungry Jacks, where we had some onion rings, coffee and ice-cream. Then when Sky came, we headed to the city, and went to Chilli Cafe on Russells Street to have dinner (Thai-style). Edwin came to join us too, but apparently he was kinda busy talking on the phone (and he was the one who die-die want me to have dinner with him....)..... Had green curry chicken for dinner, and it was quite nice.
After that, we took the train to Hugesdale, where we met up with Joyce and Alan, then we drove to Chapel Street to have some cakes and coffee (Edwin didn't join us for this). We went to Chapellis, and had their chocolate mud cake and baked cheesecake. It was extremely delicious (not to say, fattening), and we relished every single mouthful....
Took photos.... Bleah... I look horrid... FAT. Maybe short hair makes me look rounder... or maybe it's the top I was wearing. Just not very flattering. That's the ONLY reason why I hate winter... It's really time to shed those pounds!
Playing with my onion ring at Hungry Jacks
Sharuen is licking up her ice-cream...
The green curry rice that I had...
At Chapellis... with Sharuen and Joyce
The oh-so-delicious-yet-so-sinful chocolate mud cake~
Baked cheesecake
Posing with cakes...
Alan with Sky...
For the first time I did not feel anything with him.... So what he was on the phone? Who cares who he's talking to? So what he played with me and even hooked my hand volunteeringly? Who cares he greeted me by playing with my head? I even don't really want him to join us for dinner. I do not want to be too bothered by his every move and action. I realized I've tortured myself enough, and it's time to nourish myself a little bit more. Why should I cling on to someone that I know there's no hope for? I still like him, but I cannot continue my feelings. BE STRONG!
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