A Mind of My Own

This outing got huge. Usually, I would manage to get only at most 6 people confirming their availabilities. It was a huge surprise that I have 12 confirmations. I nearly fell off my chair when I read the email. Happy is WishBoNe.

Since HF and the rest have not been to The Cathay at Handy Road, we decided to go for Billy Bombers. At 2pm, NL sent me an SMS saying she was down with flu and cough. Naturally, MC wouldn’t be going either. Sad is WishBoNe. At around 4pm, RK SMS me that her SO was going since his work got canceled. Happy is WishBoNe. The total number came to 11. We were to start dinner at 6pm. Usually, the group arrived late but whenever we purposely put an earlier time, everyone arrives just within 15 of the said time.

CD was the last to arrive due to her cycling trip at East Coast Park. Her friend drove her from East Coast Park to Balestier, Bukit Timah, Lord knows where else, then to Newton and finally, Orchard Road. She wanted to tell him to go to a particular exit as it was faster but she wasn’t sure and kept quiet until she reached. Some people cannot accept road directions. Best to be quiet about it and learn the hard way.

Since all of us were done with dinner except her, we decided to go to another place and discussed for 5 minutes and came up with 2 options. TCC Orchard and KTV just near The Cathay. Another 5 minutes of choosing either venue and we finally decided on TCC. That’s when we found out that TCC is near PS, thus, saving us a trip to somewhere else along Orchard Road. That was 7.30pm.

CD had half her sandwich at TCC. We all got drinks after the waitresses at TCC helped to arrange the tables to accommodate all 11 people. A tight squeeze but we managed. With only 2 guys in the group, it wasn’t that difficult.

It was 8.30pm when we finished our drinks at TCC. Since the night was still young, we discussed if we should go to another place. Another 10 minutes of throwing up options and we decided on Marina at Keppel Bay. Only JC has a car, so the group had to be split into 2 cabs. I don’t know how the rest split up but since 3 of us knew the way, the ones who knew would take the cab with those who didn’t know the way. RK, RK’s SO and me took JC’s car. Happy is WishBoNe.

When we arrived at the place, the carpark was full and a valet helped JC but he didn’t know how to operate the doors for her 2-door Peugeot. I can’t remember which model but it’s one of the early adopters for auto-door in private cars. The rest had arrived earlier and the staff informed us that all the restaurants were fully booked due to weddings. We chose an auspicious date alright.

Since we had arrived and most of us had never been to the place, we took some time to walk around the place that we could access. I took a few photos and realised that I need more practice in night shots.

After walking around the place with TCC being the only available place to us, we decided to go have ice cream since ES was craving for it since dinner. Walking would be a breeze in the cool night but I wanted to take a ride instead of walking. So, we took the car with RK’s SO, the sweet man, gave the valet service amount to JC.

We arrived at Haagen Dazs at 10.30pm and asked for the seating arrangement for 11 people. After waiting for a few minutes, the rest had arrived and we got our seats. We ordered 7th Heave, waffle with ice cream and brownie. The flavours for 7th Heaven: Mango Sherbet, Cookies and Cream, Rum and Raisins, Belgian Chocolate, Strawberry Cheesecake, Green Tea and Berry something.

The white smoke is the dry ice in case you don’t know. We chatted until 11.30pm. From pool stories by RK with her job as a lifeguard to ghost stories and disturbing couples making out cars late at night when ES’ hubby and RK’s SO were young. Cheeky men.

ES’ hubby used to drive out late at night with his best mates with their cars mod with speakers that blasted out music at high volumes while parked in between the cars. They would even wave hi to the car owners left and right. Other antics included hide and seek in the 7th month at some haunted house. 1 seek, the rest paired up to hide.

Finally, we wrapped up the night and this time, JC sent HF, CD and me home. I saved a lot of transport money. Thanks JC! I have enjoyed my night. Been quite some time since we had such a huge gathering since our graduation. KY failed to turn up nor returned our calls. Wondering what she is up to.

Thus our night venues:

• Billy Bombers at The Cathay
• TCC just outside Dohy Ghaut MRT
• Marina at Keppel Bay
• Haagen Dazs at VivoCity

4 places in a night. Oh boy.

DD and I went to attend his friend’s baby’s 1st birthday. All the mahjong tables except one were out in full force. Goes to show that people do love mahjong. A lot. However, all the tiles had bright colours. I wonder how they managed to keep their eyes from being blinded just by washing them. The bungalow at Aloha was rather spacious. As were reached there at around 8pm, the rooms were close and I didn’t want to intrude on anyone resting.

The birthday cake was of Minnie Mouse. Apparently, the little girl must have adored Minnie Mouse. The parents wore matching Micky Mouse T-shirts. Most couples I’ve seen loved to do that. However, there was this couple whom I saw and they were wearing pink. Unfortunately, the guy didn’t look that great in pink.

With 4 bedrooms, I rather like the bungalow despite it’s age. It’s been there for quite some time. However, the bungalows are not that easy to be booked. They can only be booked 3 months in advance. If anyone has a bungalow with affordable rates, do let me know. I haven’t tried booking a bungalow for chalet, just NTUC, which can’t even qualify for bungalow.

I felt the cake was rather sweet to me. Not sure which cake shop as the box didn’t state. I thought cake shops are proud to show off their cakes?

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Flying kites in Singapore often means East Coast Park or Marina South. I was rather surprised that we would be at West Coast Park to fly kites. Someone was in charged of buying the kites and all we had to do was to turn up. Turn up we did.

I had the common sense to bring a bag with mats. It was a good thing too. Although my friends teased me for bringing such a huge bag, again. At this moment, it’s best to ignore when others laugh at you. However, we chose the wrong place. The sun was setting and the wind was blowing towards the sun, meaning we had to face the sun when our kites got flying.

I just let the kite go and it fly up high. Twice. Without any help. I’m a good kite flyer. Got these genes from my father, obviously. The second time, I got my string tangled with another kite and it got stuck high up in the tree. I had to break the string. So sad. Kite flying instructions here and here.

After dinner, we went to Settlers Cafe at Holland Village. It’s a fun place for small talk and board games. Officially tired from kite flying and playing exciting brain games at Settlers Cafe.

I didn’t have to spend too much today since there is someone who is very nice, drove us to and back.

After the clock strikes midnight, Cris, the Young Businessman will no longer be my slave. It was great with him as my slave and being called “Master”, “Yes, master”, etc. While he was being obedient, he wasn’t very resourceful when it came to fulfilling my list of demands.

1. Get more traffic for my blog.
2. Get more RSS subscribers for my blog.
3. Troubleshoot a theme.
4. Serve me some tea and cheesecakes whenever I like.
5. Get me some good masseur.
6. Design a logo for this blog.
7. Find me some sexy dancers.
8. Show me a pole dance with him dressed up as a sexy male dancer.

He managed to find me one sexy dancer video and troubleshoot a theme. That’s all. So, if anyone is into getting a slave, don’t get him. You deserve better. He won’t even dress up as a pole dancer either. How very sad.

So, anyone reading my RSS?

I have a slave. For 2 days. This was because Cris, the Young Businessman decided to test my knowledge of him. He promised to be my slave for 2 days if I can guess his age. What an easy guess. It was all over the blog. And just in case you are thinking that I hopped over to his blog, I did. But that guess wasn’t during my blog hopping. I was testing out my themes. I had remembered during my final guess (3 guesses) to correctly guess his age.

Now, he’s my slave. He will be doing the following:

1. Get more traffic for my blog.
2. Get more RSS subscribers for my blog.
3. Troubleshoot a theme.
4. Serve me some tea and cheesecakes whenever I like
5. Get me some good masseur.
6. Design a logo for this blog.
7. Find me some sexy dancers.
8. Show me a pole dance with him dressed up as a sexy male dancer.

That should be all for these 2 days to keep him busy. Ah, being served by a slave sure is cool.