Monday, November 26, 2007

Aiiiight!

Been awhile since i did a decent presentation and finally managed to get back into the game by collaborating with Sara & Isaac.

It's really funny even though i'm on the team, i didn't quite get what my project was all about although the bottom line states that foreign talents are somewhat quintessential to Singapore's survival & on the other-hand still career threatening for the locals.

Unnecessary personal conflicts between jumbo & big 'zac. Ferrrkin crazy man.

Thank god it all went pretty smooth, gotta capitalise on this confidence boost & show it tomorrow for the ultimate Banquet Operations Presentation with Shatec's Gordon Ramsey, Baljit.

Like Wayne Rooney on sensational scoring form, GOAL!!





Sunday, November 25, 2007

Lust or Last?

Why not you tell me about it?







~ciao

Thursday, November 22, 2007

The Skinny Chef Strikes Again.

I've managed to find the recipe for passing my exams in 2 more weeks!


Ingredients checklist:

  1. 1 ounce of hard work
  2. 3 ounces of seriousness
  3. a handful of determination
  4. sprinkle with a tad of aptitude
Method:

  1. place all above-mentioned ingredients in a soup bowl
  2. prepare for double-boiling at 180 degree Celsius for 2 gruesome weeks
  3. garnish with a sprig of handsomeness
  4. serve hot

Voila !

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Really....

My stomach hurts.

I'm hungry like balls.

just woke up.

God help me..

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Stupid Cupid


For whatever reason, i feel there's still 1 last try to see if we can even work out.

If she's gonna pin me down & stick a gun to my head, strongly reinforcing the fact that everything that i'm doing is useless & futile through that thick numbskull ol' mine.

She should just pull the damn trigger cos' i'm simply head over feet for this girl.

Chemistry is such an over-cliched word.
Suddenly i'm starting to like the word : Reactivity

Off to learn some MCR songs.

I'll be needing it.

That's right, concert time.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Heavenly..

Headed down to 24hours-Mustafa 12 a.m last night to rush for a plain white office shirt but turned out to be something else so here i am left dumbfounded by a flaw in it.

Flaw i repeat.

HOWEVER, the main emphasis on this entry rather is this ' rich tasting balls crunching pork bones white tapioca insane palate driving ' soup Grand Aunt ( epo ) had au ( brewed ) .

I would indefinitely sell my soul to the devil himself just for another bowl of it.

Okay that was just an expression of words.

Anyhow, gonna book an air ticket down to Mustafa in abit to get a refund. Wait, it's actually nearby? Alright that means i don't need to get the tickets then. You noticed what i just did here? I told a joke.

A horrible one.

~ciao