Sweetest weekend in like... Ever


Okay, let's start from Friday.

Lazy and I had a small tiff the other day regarding the amount of time we're spending apart. But it was quickly resolved in a flurry of kisses when he promised to spend more time with me, and that if I wanted to be alone with him I should tell him.

Anyways, we spent Friday together, although neither of us remembers where the heck we've been. I only remember making him stop at the dam for a smoke before we came back.

We woke up early on Saturday (11am on a Saturday is considered early) because I had to bring Mika to the vet's. Mika had this growth like thingy on the side of his left cheek, which was later clarified by the vet just an excess of earwax. So now I have to apply this eye drop thingy on the area twice a day. Mika doesn't seem to be minding much, just kind of annoyed when I flip him over to drip the drops.



While we were at the vets', we saw a mother bring her two children and an Indian star tortoise to the vet. We were very much appealed by the dedication of the mother, who had the patience to bring a tortoise to the vet's with her children, meaning to teach them about responsibility. But then the horror began.

She had a daughter and a younger son. The daughter was okay, a little whiney, but still listens to her mother. The son, woah, the son was a little MONSTER in disguise. I know I'm mean for saying this because he's just a child, but if I were his mother, I'd given him a tight slap long before we reached the vet's.

He ran around the place, touching anything and everything that moved, even Mika. His mother told him not to, but he acted like he didn't hear her and continued rampaging about. And his mother just gave up like that, letting the little tyke continue terrorizing all the sick animals.

Little dude, it's a clinic, not a petting zoo. Even in a petting zoo, you don't run from across the room screaming all the way and try to grab on to someone's bird who's terrified enough already, much less in a vet's clinic where all the animals are not feeling well enough already without you terrorizing them. And you do not grab some stranger's bird. Petting without permission is bad enough, but grabbing is the limit. Someday someone will lose their patience and give you a tight slap. I hope your mother teaches you to wake up to your ideas before that day comes.

Most of the animals there are even more well-behaved that the little tyke. It's not the dogs that should be leashed, it's little terrors like him.

Argh. So annoyed!


Peaches likes Lazy.

Anyway, after the visit to the vet's was my 4-hour-long revision class at Jurong. Nothing much to report, except that I saw someone I kind of detested since secondary school days. Didn't expect her to take this class, I half-expected her to work in McDonald's all her life.

After the class, I waited for that SOMEONE whom I told not to be late for an hour and a half. Well, actually he was just half an hour late, the class ended early, but I called him at 5pm and he actually arrived at 6.30. Ggrrr.

I don't like waiting. I seriously don't like waiting. Perhaps a lot more than other people. Because when waiting alone with no objective except until that person comes, I feel helpless. And alone. Which within an extremely short period of time (i.e 10 minutes after I start feeling helpless) leads a slight depression. Which explains the face when he reaches.

Anyways, with only the entertainment centre at Jurong (some entertainment centre. Hmph!) within walking distance, I spent a considerable amount of time in my favourite place there.


Sitting on the outside benches.

Well, technically, not my favourite, but then Kallang's rink closed down quite some time ago(or is it?).

While my nose and fingers protested the inaction by freezing themselves off, it was quite a nostalgic moment when I pieced the people there with the old group at Kallang. This guy looks like.. Dave. That guy looks like.. Bernard. These two uncles... ARE from Kallang!

Watching them skim the ice, do funny funny things like an e-brake spraying other people with the surface of the ice, I suddenly had a yearning to be on the ice again. Wearing my old skates would be out of the question, since it's seriously old enough to be put into a museum. For ice-skaters, it's a CCM 4.1 bought in year '99. Seriously old can?

I messaged CK's girlfriend (she was an ex-Kallang skater too) that if she goes down skating, call me along too. I hope I can get to skate soon. I wonder what the centre's skates feel like after all these years.

A couple of small girls (I mean age, not body size. Definately NOT body size) came in and sat down next to me. They were wearing short skirts and a LOT of make up. They pretended to be critics in the looks and fashion department on some of the more experienced skaters there. Oh this one is cute. Eew, that one has funny hair. OMG. Hunk... muffin.

While they were still criticizing, a not-so-small (I mean age. He's quite scrawny) ah beng wanna be with chicken coloured hair walked past and waved a voucher around, asking the girls if they wanted it. Here's roughly how the conversation goes:

Ugly dude: Hi. 要不要这个? *waves voucher for heck-knows-what* (Hi. Want this?)
Xiao Mei Meis: *shakes head and continue talking*
Ugly dude is persistant: 你们身高多少? (What are your heights?)
Xiao Mei Meis: *mumbles*
Ugly dude: Then 体重 leh? (Then weight leh?)
Xiao Mei Meis likes the attention: 100kg! 50kg!
Ugly dude: 有这样重吗？*looks up and down their bodies* 你们的大腿很多肉hor? (Got so heavy meh? You thighs are quite meaty hor?)

I got too disgusted and got up and left when he procceeded to discuss about the fats on their chests.

Urgh.

Lazy finally arrived while I was in the library mulling over which coffee to buy. He then whisked me off to one of our favourite haunts, Suntec City for dinner.

We were pretty much walking around, doing window shopping when we came to our favourite shop of all - the toy catching machines side of the arcade. And Lazy, being the ultimate skilled bear bear catcher, won this on the second try.





This is bridegroom Mickey. There was Minnie the bride in the machine too, but we figured that the machine's already given us this Mickey, it's not going to give anything else that day. I think they're all programmed to eat a couple hundred bucks before releasing any toys at all, and Lazy and I have just been extremely lucky to be there most of the time when the machines start giving out toys.

I got hungry, and we decided to go for a walk. We found this waffle shop hidden deep in the new My.Playground section where the family section used to be.




At first we were just looking and skimming through the menu, but the girl kept talking to us and promoting the items than we took a longer look. Then the guy in specs came and start promoting the items and that got us hook, line and sinker.

So, boys and girls in the sales and marketing department, promoting of products is essential if you want to be successful.

The decor of the place was quaint and cosy, as if you were eating in a tiny cottage.



The service was good too, they were cheerful and all smiley, and even asked how the waffles were when we were eating them.



There was a slow country song playing in the background, and we were to find out later that most of the decor came from neighbouring shops.

But the waffles and chocolate mint drink was a tad disappointing. If I give the decor a 8/10, I give the food a 4/10. Even I make better waffles. Oh, and value for money? 5/10.

After walking around a little more, we decided to watch the movie "Alone" and went for another try at the arcades after we bought the tickets.

Come try it.

And on his 1st try at the smaller machine, we got this.





We broke the record! Two in one day!

Lazy and I realised that if withint the first 5 tries you can't get it, don't bother already. Keep this little tip to yourself, we still need other people to put in their share of the money before we can get our soft toys. *evil*

Anyways we congragulated ourselves at home after the movie.



Nice normal cheese on the left, and urgh yucky yucky cheese on the right.

We woke up late on the next day and decided try out the much advertised kolo mee that Kenny Sia has been raving about. I remembered seeing one at Thomson, so we took a leisurely drive to Thomson.



It was great! Awesome, in fact! But I think I ordered way too much. I should've just ordered the standard char siew kolo mee, but instead I ordered the one with a lot of ingredients as well.



This came with a small bowl of soup with fresh prawns and wanton. Can you taste it in your mouth already? No you can't, because this is like nothing you've ever tasted. I give it a 7/10! Decor was nothing special, just that they were decked out in CHINA tastes, while the kolo mee came from SARAWAK. It's a 5/10. Value for money? A bowl of kolo mee with nice char siew, minced meat, veggies, fresh prawns and not-so-great wanton for $6. I'd say a..... 6/10 for novelty.

After the meal, seeing as we had nowhere in mind we wanted to go, we took a leisurely drive to nowhere. Just kept going straight on the road, turning whenever we felt like it. We soon ended up in Alexandra, where Lazy showed me all the car agents were.

Somehow or other, someone mentioned pool, and Lazy decided to go to Marina Sq. And from Marina square, we walked to Millenia walk, where we annoyed a Samsonite shopkeeper by asking lots of questions about the travel cases. I saw one that I like a lot, in red plastic, and bugged Lazy to buy it for me.

Anyways from Millenia walk, we went to Suntec, where we got this on the second try.



We actually got the Mickey, because it was the only one within catching distance, but we exchanged it for a Minnie so it'd be perfect for our bridegroom Mickey.

We left Suntec soon after to attend the funeral of the dad of Lazy's friend. After which, we found this at the McDonald's where we went for munchies.



Kind of like a stick insect, but it's a praying mantis. Right outside the window of the booth we were sitting in.

Anyways, as soon as we got home, bride Minnie found the bridegroom Mickey doing this.



Like, what the heck! Hehe. I thought Mickey might be lonely and so put him near another Minnie. Unfortunately, that Minnie came attached.

They soon got over their differences and spent the night in my bed.



I found something interesting the next day when I uncovered my bike.



There's a little dude there on the side.



He didn't even move an inch when I shifted my bike out. Brave little fella.

Which was more than I could say for this little fella.



He didn't stop moving all the time I was there. And because it was smack in the middle of the slot, I used a leaf to carry it and gently THROW the icky thing into the grass nearby.

Eewww.