A cheery game for the season of festive damp.
Showing posts with label festive cheer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label festive cheer. Show all posts
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Food! or CNY (2)
A list of new year goodies at home:
(In decreasing order of what I like best)
1.Rainbow candy
2.Pepperridge farm's rainbow fish [it's not a traditional goodie but who cares?)
3.Kueh bangkit
4.Cornflake pastry/cookie thing
5.Almond cookie
6.Fragrance bak kwa (Lim Chee Guan has fallen out of the list)
7.Garlic cashew nuts
8.I HATE pineapple tarts
9.melon seeds
10.Kueh lapis (I liked this until I found it it's made solely from egg YOLKS)
11. Prawn rolls - every year, this does not fail to give me a sore throat, hence, I am avoiding these
(In decreasing order of what I like best)
1.Rainbow candy
2.Pepperridge farm's rainbow fish [it's not a traditional goodie but who cares?)
3.Kueh bangkit
4.Cornflake pastry/cookie thing
5.Almond cookie
6.Fragrance bak kwa (Lim Chee Guan has fallen out of the list)
7.Garlic cashew nuts
8.I HATE pineapple tarts
9.melon seeds
10.Kueh lapis (I liked this until I found it it's made solely from egg YOLKS)
11. Prawn rolls - every year, this does not fail to give me a sore throat, hence, I am avoiding these
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
New Year Cheer (1)
So what have I been up to these few days? Hah. Happy indulgence and procrastination of course. Somehow, it seems as if I should begin the new year with an excessive amount of eating, smiling, and visiting and playing host - to the point that I think that the stars are against me doing my work. Just so that you can imagine my horror better - imagine the following scenario happening to you:
You wake up really happy and excited of your break on Fri morning, happily thinking that you'll take a well-deserved break. Then, of course, stupidly, the next day, when you decide you had better get on with your essays, you get writer's block. You just stare at that badly written thing and wonder how you'd accomplish 7 pages last semester without less fuss than this time. Then, of course, all essay writing and mid-term revision goes out of the window at the approach of evening and reunion dinner (yum! Of course, you helped too). The next day is given. No work done. Monday was meant to be the last day you'll be having fun. Turns out your relations arrived and one must you know...smile and be the filial daughter etc. Then, the rest of the day was spent agonising over the stupid essay, with nothing done, and then go to granny's for dinner (not so yum again: after 2 days of meat excess you felt like dying). The highlight was learning how to play mahjong! Lost. Badly.
Tuesday dawned bright and clear in yet another attempt to write essays. Emailed your lecturer about consultation time. Then of course you realised how stupid that was when you haven't eve began writing ANYTHING. Then, in dismal horror you find out it's due this Monday. Plus, there is still that in-limbo essay wailing for attn. Darn.
You wake up really happy and excited of your break on Fri morning, happily thinking that you'll take a well-deserved break. Then, of course, stupidly, the next day, when you decide you had better get on with your essays, you get writer's block. You just stare at that badly written thing and wonder how you'd accomplish 7 pages last semester without less fuss than this time. Then, of course, all essay writing and mid-term revision goes out of the window at the approach of evening and reunion dinner (yum! Of course, you helped too). The next day is given. No work done. Monday was meant to be the last day you'll be having fun. Turns out your relations arrived and one must you know...smile and be the filial daughter etc. Then, the rest of the day was spent agonising over the stupid essay, with nothing done, and then go to granny's for dinner (not so yum again: after 2 days of meat excess you felt like dying). The highlight was learning how to play mahjong! Lost. Badly.
Tuesday dawned bright and clear in yet another attempt to write essays. Emailed your lecturer about consultation time. Then of course you realised how stupid that was when you haven't eve began writing ANYTHING. Then, in dismal horror you find out it's due this Monday. Plus, there is still that in-limbo essay wailing for attn. Darn.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Merry Christmas!!
Now what is it again?
Peace on Earth and Joy to all Men (and Women)?
Now I can't be sure but who cares?
Merry Christmas to everyone out there!
Peace on Earth and Joy to all Men (and Women)?
Now I can't be sure but who cares?
Merry Christmas to everyone out there!
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
A Looooong Post
In honour of a friend (who asked for a post), and since it IS her b-day, it'll be a long one. So bear with me.
Thus! We shall begin with Su.Z's very first Looooong Post!!
It was a fine day, as most days are regardless of whatever you may be feeling, which as it happened, can be put simply with this facial expression: a long face. So, to cut a lengthy story short, let's just get on with this verbose post...
This morning, my train journey was delayed for some mysterious reason. Now, I run on a tight schedule trying to get to school on time, and I could not be more relieved when the train started moving after a protracted wait in the dark tunnel. Miraculously, I got to class in time, but that was after a ridiculously ardous climb up Biz Fac. What a horrible place filled with continuous flights of stairs!
So, after a drawn-out day at school, with the end finally in sight, me and a pal decided to take a bus down to Harbourfront for ice-cream. Luckily the slow journey was made better by the unusual perspective provided by us sitting on the upper-deck of the bus. Now, I've never sat on the upper-deck of Bus 10 before, and the view was amazingly different. Makes all the difference when you are tall, I suppose... ...you feel like you are towering over all that strectched out expanse of shorter shophouses before us.
Unfortunately, there wasn't any good ice-cream place at Harbourfront, so we both decided to train down to PS. Yay! Ice-cream! That sweet delight is all the more enticing after that absurdly roundabout bus/train ride. I ordered a Frosted Malt Choc (I think that's what's it's called). It has been noted that prolonged starvation makes food taste way better, and it's true when FNALLY, my sweet treat which I had yearned for appeared magically from thin air in front of me!
Of course not. Duh. What happened to thanking the waiter/waitress who served you your long-awaited meal? Too long has it been since we all indulged in a little courtesy!
We had a wordy discussion on haunted houses (halloween may be over, but it wasn't that way back ago) while waiting for the food to arrive. When it did, we spent so much time laughing that we took an extended time trying to finish our ice-cream.
Well, I got home soon after that. Now, my only desire is that I somehow wrap this post up tidily and go off to bed without typing my fingers off! What a terribly draggy day!
Thus! We shall begin with Su.Z's very first Looooong Post!!
It was a fine day, as most days are regardless of whatever you may be feeling, which as it happened, can be put simply with this facial expression: a long face. So, to cut a lengthy story short, let's just get on with this verbose post...
This morning, my train journey was delayed for some mysterious reason. Now, I run on a tight schedule trying to get to school on time, and I could not be more relieved when the train started moving after a protracted wait in the dark tunnel. Miraculously, I got to class in time, but that was after a ridiculously ardous climb up Biz Fac. What a horrible place filled with continuous flights of stairs!
So, after a drawn-out day at school, with the end finally in sight, me and a pal decided to take a bus down to Harbourfront for ice-cream. Luckily the slow journey was made better by the unusual perspective provided by us sitting on the upper-deck of the bus. Now, I've never sat on the upper-deck of Bus 10 before, and the view was amazingly different. Makes all the difference when you are tall, I suppose... ...you feel like you are towering over all that strectched out expanse of shorter shophouses before us.
Unfortunately, there wasn't any good ice-cream place at Harbourfront, so we both decided to train down to PS. Yay! Ice-cream! That sweet delight is all the more enticing after that absurdly roundabout bus/train ride. I ordered a Frosted Malt Choc (I think that's what's it's called). It has been noted that prolonged starvation makes food taste way better, and it's true when FNALLY, my sweet treat which I had yearned for appeared magically from thin air in front of me!
Of course not. Duh. What happened to thanking the waiter/waitress who served you your long-awaited meal? Too long has it been since we all indulged in a little courtesy!
We had a wordy discussion on haunted houses (halloween may be over, but it wasn't that way back ago) while waiting for the food to arrive. When it did, we spent so much time laughing that we took an extended time trying to finish our ice-cream.
Well, I got home soon after that. Now, my only desire is that I somehow wrap this post up tidily and go off to bed without typing my fingers off! What a terribly draggy day!
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