Painting Brighter Colors
Finally, the noise started to die down. August is almost over. And it's time to clean up. I was just feeling that this month was full of celebration from beginning to end. Never have I imagined that living here would be so full of activities. I would have never imagined myself to be involved with a lot of people that I chanced to meet. For once, I can proudly admit that I hardly have time to watch TV. Yup, my life now is that full. I chatted with a friend in Indonesia. She's a Korean Drama fanatic, and although I have never been truly one, I knew how she feels about it. She was 'saddened' that I'm so out of the loop with the K-Dramas. I said, don't worry, I still know how to read and write my Hangul (understanding them is a different matter, hehehe). 한국 말 조금 해 요 ... haha whatever.
OK enough preamble... After the hilights of my birthday lunch, I felt there's nothing can top that to make me post a blog, hehehe... a.k.a. lazy, with sugar coated explanation. But with the amounting picture files that started to clutter my laptop's wallpaper, I feel compelled to write this post... Ahem ahem...
Among other thing is this volunteering at Sengkang Community Centre. I was asked by Andrea some moons ago whether I would like to do some face painting on some kids faces. I didn't take it seriously and semi refusing, because I don't really have the right chi with kids, hehehe. I tend to scare them for some reason. They just like to stare and me and I'm kinda bad with rejections (line that over and over again got to lie about to the job interviewer on the sales biz... my bad!). So then I felt kind of hesitant about agreeing to do the job when DJ asked me again a week later during one of our lunches at Starhub. I only said 'yes' when Dee agreed to join the troupe. But DJ already hinted that I was already volunteered by someone anyway, whether or not I want to take the duty. Ah no matter.
Note to self: for some weird reason I was glad that I agreed and the timing worked perfectly well... So glad that my aunt behind me on this.
Perhaps I need to be volunteered more often, because I had a lot of good time, that it can't be right. Yes, it robbed me of my beauty sleep time and some $12.40 taxi fare cab from Bukit Timah to Sengkang (I thought the taxi driver purposefully try to get me lost and took a longer route, but I was amended when I hear that Dee spent almost $20 for the cab fare), and I must say that I was tired but it's all worth it. Talking about the full couple of days. Started from an early start from Saturday morning with my commitment to the St. Theresa nursing home. Considering that people woke up later on a Saturday and Sunday, I was the opposite. Not that everyday I woke up late, but at least the connotation that the weekend you can wake up later just doesn't fit my schedule, especially for this weekend.
Saturday the 26th, 9.30 am... I wish I have all the pictures that recorded all the things that can chronologically help this post, but I guess my ramble will do. This time around St. Theresa only host the four of us: Yihong, Dee, Jay and myself. I got to talk more to Shirley, the lady that always have nice red nail polish. She's 88 years old. She always commented on the mole on my chin, saying that the location of it have a good meaning. It's like I got a good feng shui for my mole. She said that the mole represents a symbol that I will never in want for food, since there will be abundant of it. And just like a good recorder I repeatedly joked around with her that I do like to eat, especially snacking, hehehe. Bring on the fats! I'll take her picture next time. She's quite pretty for an 88 years old lady. I found Bertha on her regular exercising spot and we got to talk a little bit. And again she talked to me about encouraging other member of the nursing home. And when I talked about Shirley, she told me that next time I ought to ask her to play piano. And I got a chance to talk to one of the Nelly-s in the home. She's a Christian, unlike some if not most of the residents who are Catholics. It's nice that I'm starting to get use to these ladies and comfortable to talk to them.
Under the influence of the coupons that we got earlier, we had our fill at Burger King. I heard a friend once said, never eat there (Singapore's BKs) without a coupon, and it's true that Burger King never fails to supply us with coupons. Even in US the coupons were not as frequent as it is here. Come to think of it, reminds me of the weekly sales at "Meier&Frank". I mean, perhaps it's just their tactic to lure in customers, with their original pricing for the meals covered with the suggestions of coupons. Considering this is Singapore, maybe, food productions cost way much less than US :P
After a short visit to a nearby KERATASE hair treatment stand (compliment of Yihong :P), the three of us, minus Dee, went to look for the Church who offers Teochew service for Jay's parents. We got there by taxi with the sponsor of our gentleman, Jay (another nice comment about you, rite?), and then took a bus ride to AiPei's domain in Serangoon.
From there the four of us backpacking (all of us were carrying backpacks :P) toward Dhoby Ghaut at Plaza Singapura. It's almost 3pm when we reached there. We wanted to get coffee and relaxed but it ends up doing some bits of shopping. From PS, we marched to Centrepoint where Yihong led us to the Fish & Co. restaurant where we celebrated my birthday in the previous couple of weeks. I couldn't stay for long because it's almost time for me to meet with Mabel. Now some people who heard that I'm going to meet with Mabel, were curious as what caused me to do so. And the strongest idea that some got was that I have some secret love connection that need to be discussed. I thought that was funny, especially if they learned the truth. Don't get me wrong, I would probably like to talk about that subject to Mabel, but yesterday was not the occasion to do so, since... well... it's for me to know and for y'all to wonder :P
4.15 pm... I reached S11 food stalls and waited for Mabel. I feel as though I'm doing a 24 series, hehehe. But in the series, there are no 'waiting for people' shots, since I don't think audience would be interested in watching it. They usually cut to commercial. So I guess, since I'm not going to tell you about what we've discussed, you can cut to your commercial of getting snacks, soda, beer (I know some of you drink 'em), or bathroom break, hehehe.
5.30 pm... Both Mabel and I headed toward the church upstairs and behold, so many tertiary a.k.a. college kids filled the entryway. It was their time slot for church and we're just there, since the next day we got to do some community service and missed our church slot. But combined with some of the Adult groups (hmmm... don't feel that adult yet, but oh well, hehehe) that I belong to, the church was jammed packed. AiPei made a comment about our clothing. She said that we dressed up as though we tried to blend in with the younger crowds. Well, I thought some of them do look the part, but to some of us, especially with the likes of me, I was just wearing what I've been wearing most of the time anyway. Chris, already mentioned about how older we would look and hence advocating that we can dress 'young'-ish, if we want to. He said that as a joke of course. Or not, hehehe.
5.45pm... the service started. And both AiPei and I felt that the band was louder and hipper than our regular service. But AiPei also concluded that perhaps the band members, crediting that they're only college kids, have more time to rehearse. We sat in the upper back of the auditorium, smack dab in the middle, rather than our usual spot on the right hand side. For some reason, I was giddy, too excitable to focus on the sermon. The sermon was good, I might add, but I behaved as though I drank too much coffee. Until Jay 'scolded' me to sit quietly and focus. It really didn't help when I got AiPei as my neighbor/ partner in crime and then Jun Ming and Andrew sat on the row above me. Jun Ming commented that I got a lot of stuff in my bag which, would play a role of confirmation on the next day. Stop peeking at my magic pouch :P. Andrew was either caught the bug that AiPei gave me (hyperactivity bug) or probably tried to get me to be quiet too, hehehe. But overall I would just reacted over anything and everything... coffeecoffeecoffee...
7.30pm... Bunch of us headed downstairs for dinner at S11. After a brief preview on what we're going to do for the next day by Andrea... Dee, Gene, Jay and Junda left for home. There rest of us, got a chance to meet with Elaine's new friends from Pakistan, Pastor Daniel and David. Now, I don't want to pretend that I'm blind or something, but I thought David was very handsome. At first, I thought he sat on the wrong spot, since he sat with us, not knowing that he's Elaine's friend, hehehe. But the funniest thing was when Jon voiced out what I thought about David. Jon said that David was the best looking Pakistani that he ever met... (Jon, if you read this, correct me if I'm wrong, hehe). Jon even suggested for David to go Bollywood. Dat was funny. I thought that was just weird.
On my side of the table we got to talk a little bit more about Pakistani church in the middle of the Muslim majority. And how some small details paralelled to Indonesia. Both Pastor Daniel and David extended their invitations to us to come and visit Pakistan.
Before ending my fascination on the Bollywood topic, I thought David bore some resemblance to the New Zealand actor Martin Henderson (The guy from the movie "Torque"). And guess what, Martin once starred in a British-Bollywood movie, "Bride and Prejudice" :P See here...
About 8.30pm we parted ways. Elaine were together with her friends; Jon, Peishan and Taeko headed toward WOMAD concert in Fort Canning, and I headed home. Before my solitary walk to the bus stop, Jon re-invited me to come, but I got the early morning wake up call to think about. I guess, I'm not in 24 series after all :P Got to catch my zzzz...
Sunday, the 27th, 5.45am... "Morning has broken..." snooze, snooze, snooze... Yeah I wish I had the mood to sing in the early cold shower. I left the house around 6.30am, after tried to wake my sister up for her church session (she woke up briefly and fell back asleep after I left. She missed out on attending her church service). Now I know why my grandparents used to do anything necessary to wake me up. It's hard to bring preteens to the consciousness realm :P Now, taxis in my area were quite scarce, especially in early Sunday morning. The streets were empty. Taking bus to MRT was out of the option, since it'll take longer and yes, I must admit I was already late.
After the long taxi ride to Sengkang, I reached about 7.15am. Right on time. I was greeted by the view of people in red T-Shirts that hover around the place. Even the taxi driver asked me what's going on, hehehe.
I got to practice my arts on Andrea's arm, since she offered. Quite freaked her out with the design of heart and arrow that I drew, hehehe. She asked me to soften the design, hence I added the frills surrounds it. Dee was fulfilling AiPei's request on drawing Elmo on her hand, at the same time Andrea was drawing Batman's symbol on Jun Ming.
It's still too early in the morning and hence we got some quality time together, meaning draw on each other's body parts, hehehe. I guess it's just like the balloonists on the next stall who wore their creations, we got to show that it's okay to doodle on oneself, hehehe. Here are some of the results...
The early morning customers were quite scarce, because none of the kids want to be the guinea pigs to some questionable-looking-semi-adults, hahaha. Well, they tend to want to see other kids take the plunge first and prove that it doesn't hurt. So I got my quiet moments, that even Jun Ming remarked on me for not having any customer *sigh*. But that didn't last long, when throngs of children started haunting our vicinity. I mean it literally... haunting, and hovering... it's like pairs of eyes tried to look at you and your creations while you're trying to gasp for air. Sounds of angry mothers that tried to get their children in the right queue line for pictures that they wanted, hurt my eardrums. In Mandarin too, nonetheless. Don't need to understand what they're saying to understand the high-pitched tone. I think, some of the children did not even want to be painted upon, but mommies insisted. So I got some requests in Mandarin, which luckily enough I understand, and learned some new things like bu tong (don't move?), to the point of responding to some the Mandarin requests in English. Of course these moms asked me nicely, but the tones that they're using to their children were scary.
The children were mostly cute, and some were very polite as they shyly said "thank you". For once, I was grateful and joyful to be around little kids. And I was touched, as these children trust you so much that they didn't need their mother to be nearby. They just let you touched them and they would just sat there quietly, while some of us making comment about how cute they are. Some would fidget, but most of my customers behaved so nice, I feel like my short Sunday School teaching gig in US was a sham. Compare to the ones that I taught, these kids that I painted were so much nicer. Only one boy came back to me to redo his smudged POKEMON and one girl who's too restless for me to be able to finish her Charmander. One thing I noticed too, some of the Chinese kind of taken aback when learned that I don't speak Mandarin, and the Malays insisted on speaking English to me. I guess I have the 'in between' look going on. I tried to speak Indonesian to some of the Malay kids.
During my short break, I got to roam around the balloonists' stand and laughing at Henry's peculiar garb. Considering how tall he was, the costume plus the headdress made him even vertically longer. Then we came in support for Yihong in her twisting her balloon left and right while it seemed that a crew of a dozen tried to create a balloon dog contest.
The second half of the project was a bit more tiring, I guess, because I was tired from earlier plus the bad paint brush that I had to deal with. It even affected the quality that I draw. I felt like a grouchy artist, complaining about the unqualified brushes. But toward the end, I got several requests wanted my original design. YAY! Why does good things always come too short? I only got a chance to draw my design on 3 girls. The first one was on a chubby cheeked girl. She would like me to draw on her cheek too. Too bad that my camera was not nearby. She's soooooo cute. And she said "thank you" too. Awwww... Here are some of the example of our creations...
After the long day, we were invited to the complimentary lunch upstairs. The menu was fried noodle, some turnip dumplings, fried fish cake, curry puff, grilled chicken wings and mee siam. Desserts including Chng Tng, and cake roll. I was cautious about the noodle's level of spiciness and Merv tried his and said that it's not spicy. Too late too disbelieve him, I chomped the noodles... The fish cake was my only fave :P
The day ended with the distribution of the goodie bags. It's pretty much the left-over bags from the National Day Parade, but hey, I'm not complaining. To my surprise my bag was somewhat special, because inside there were about a couple dozens if not more AXE brand ointments. At the beginning nobody was paying attention when I started offering them the extra ointments. Not until I took it out one by one like some illegal ointment vendor. Then I live up to the 'magic bag' remark, especially when the ointment kept on coming out from my bag as though the bag magically produces it. Even when Merv jokingly said stop... It kept on coming. Jun Ming took the picture of me and my 'merchandise'. I shall bug both Merv and Jun Ming to relinquish the photos. Hehehe. I managed to distribute the infamous ointments to Yihong, Merv and some other people.
I was dead tired as I walked home, but I thought I had way too much fun. Cheers!
Oh and if you want to know what's inside, here's the list:
OK enough preamble... After the hilights of my birthday lunch, I felt there's nothing can top that to make me post a blog, hehehe... a.k.a. lazy, with sugar coated explanation. But with the amounting picture files that started to clutter my laptop's wallpaper, I feel compelled to write this post... Ahem ahem...
Among other thing is this volunteering at Sengkang Community Centre. I was asked by Andrea some moons ago whether I would like to do some face painting on some kids faces. I didn't take it seriously and semi refusing, because I don't really have the right chi with kids, hehehe. I tend to scare them for some reason. They just like to stare and me and I'm kinda bad with rejections (line that over and over again got to lie about to the job interviewer on the sales biz... my bad!). So then I felt kind of hesitant about agreeing to do the job when DJ asked me again a week later during one of our lunches at Starhub. I only said 'yes' when Dee agreed to join the troupe. But DJ already hinted that I was already volunteered by someone anyway, whether or not I want to take the duty. Ah no matter.
Note to self: for some weird reason I was glad that I agreed and the timing worked perfectly well... So glad that my aunt behind me on this.
Perhaps I need to be volunteered more often, because I had a lot of good time, that it can't be right. Yes, it robbed me of my beauty sleep time and some $12.40 taxi fare cab from Bukit Timah to Sengkang (I thought the taxi driver purposefully try to get me lost and took a longer route, but I was amended when I hear that Dee spent almost $20 for the cab fare), and I must say that I was tired but it's all worth it. Talking about the full couple of days. Started from an early start from Saturday morning with my commitment to the St. Theresa nursing home. Considering that people woke up later on a Saturday and Sunday, I was the opposite. Not that everyday I woke up late, but at least the connotation that the weekend you can wake up later just doesn't fit my schedule, especially for this weekend.
Saturday the 26th, 9.30 am... I wish I have all the pictures that recorded all the things that can chronologically help this post, but I guess my ramble will do. This time around St. Theresa only host the four of us: Yihong, Dee, Jay and myself. I got to talk more to Shirley, the lady that always have nice red nail polish. She's 88 years old. She always commented on the mole on my chin, saying that the location of it have a good meaning. It's like I got a good feng shui for my mole. She said that the mole represents a symbol that I will never in want for food, since there will be abundant of it. And just like a good recorder I repeatedly joked around with her that I do like to eat, especially snacking, hehehe. Bring on the fats! I'll take her picture next time. She's quite pretty for an 88 years old lady. I found Bertha on her regular exercising spot and we got to talk a little bit. And again she talked to me about encouraging other member of the nursing home. And when I talked about Shirley, she told me that next time I ought to ask her to play piano. And I got a chance to talk to one of the Nelly-s in the home. She's a Christian, unlike some if not most of the residents who are Catholics. It's nice that I'm starting to get use to these ladies and comfortable to talk to them.
Under the influence of the coupons that we got earlier, we had our fill at Burger King. I heard a friend once said, never eat there (Singapore's BKs) without a coupon, and it's true that Burger King never fails to supply us with coupons. Even in US the coupons were not as frequent as it is here. Come to think of it, reminds me of the weekly sales at "Meier&Frank". I mean, perhaps it's just their tactic to lure in customers, with their original pricing for the meals covered with the suggestions of coupons. Considering this is Singapore, maybe, food productions cost way much less than US :P
After a short visit to a nearby KERATASE hair treatment stand (compliment of Yihong :P), the three of us, minus Dee, went to look for the Church who offers Teochew service for Jay's parents. We got there by taxi with the sponsor of our gentleman, Jay (another nice comment about you, rite?), and then took a bus ride to AiPei's domain in Serangoon.
From there the four of us backpacking (all of us were carrying backpacks :P) toward Dhoby Ghaut at Plaza Singapura. It's almost 3pm when we reached there. We wanted to get coffee and relaxed but it ends up doing some bits of shopping. From PS, we marched to Centrepoint where Yihong led us to the Fish & Co. restaurant where we celebrated my birthday in the previous couple of weeks. I couldn't stay for long because it's almost time for me to meet with Mabel. Now some people who heard that I'm going to meet with Mabel, were curious as what caused me to do so. And the strongest idea that some got was that I have some secret love connection that need to be discussed. I thought that was funny, especially if they learned the truth. Don't get me wrong, I would probably like to talk about that subject to Mabel, but yesterday was not the occasion to do so, since... well... it's for me to know and for y'all to wonder :P
4.15 pm... I reached S11 food stalls and waited for Mabel. I feel as though I'm doing a 24 series, hehehe. But in the series, there are no 'waiting for people' shots, since I don't think audience would be interested in watching it. They usually cut to commercial. So I guess, since I'm not going to tell you about what we've discussed, you can cut to your commercial of getting snacks, soda, beer (I know some of you drink 'em), or bathroom break, hehehe.
5.30 pm... Both Mabel and I headed toward the church upstairs and behold, so many tertiary a.k.a. college kids filled the entryway. It was their time slot for church and we're just there, since the next day we got to do some community service and missed our church slot. But combined with some of the Adult groups (hmmm... don't feel that adult yet, but oh well, hehehe) that I belong to, the church was jammed packed. AiPei made a comment about our clothing. She said that we dressed up as though we tried to blend in with the younger crowds. Well, I thought some of them do look the part, but to some of us, especially with the likes of me, I was just wearing what I've been wearing most of the time anyway. Chris, already mentioned about how older we would look and hence advocating that we can dress 'young'-ish, if we want to. He said that as a joke of course. Or not, hehehe.
5.45pm... the service started. And both AiPei and I felt that the band was louder and hipper than our regular service. But AiPei also concluded that perhaps the band members, crediting that they're only college kids, have more time to rehearse. We sat in the upper back of the auditorium, smack dab in the middle, rather than our usual spot on the right hand side. For some reason, I was giddy, too excitable to focus on the sermon. The sermon was good, I might add, but I behaved as though I drank too much coffee. Until Jay 'scolded' me to sit quietly and focus. It really didn't help when I got AiPei as my neighbor/ partner in crime and then Jun Ming and Andrew sat on the row above me. Jun Ming commented that I got a lot of stuff in my bag which, would play a role of confirmation on the next day. Stop peeking at my magic pouch :P. Andrew was either caught the bug that AiPei gave me (hyperactivity bug) or probably tried to get me to be quiet too, hehehe. But overall I would just reacted over anything and everything... coffeecoffeecoffee...
7.30pm... Bunch of us headed downstairs for dinner at S11. After a brief preview on what we're going to do for the next day by Andrea... Dee, Gene, Jay and Junda left for home. There rest of us, got a chance to meet with Elaine's new friends from Pakistan, Pastor Daniel and David. Now, I don't want to pretend that I'm blind or something, but I thought David was very handsome. At first, I thought he sat on the wrong spot, since he sat with us, not knowing that he's Elaine's friend, hehehe. But the funniest thing was when Jon voiced out what I thought about David. Jon said that David was the best looking Pakistani that he ever met... (Jon, if you read this, correct me if I'm wrong, hehe). Jon even suggested for David to go Bollywood. Dat was funny. I thought that was just weird.
Pastor Daniel, me, Elaine, Jon, David and Peishan
On my side of the table we got to talk a little bit more about Pakistani church in the middle of the Muslim majority. And how some small details paralelled to Indonesia. Both Pastor Daniel and David extended their invitations to us to come and visit Pakistan.
Before ending my fascination on the Bollywood topic, I thought David bore some resemblance to the New Zealand actor Martin Henderson (The guy from the movie "Torque"). And guess what, Martin once starred in a British-Bollywood movie, "Bride and Prejudice" :P See here...
David.......................................... Martin
About 8.30pm we parted ways. Elaine were together with her friends; Jon, Peishan and Taeko headed toward WOMAD concert in Fort Canning, and I headed home. Before my solitary walk to the bus stop, Jon re-invited me to come, but I got the early morning wake up call to think about. I guess, I'm not in 24 series after all :P Got to catch my zzzz...
Sunday, the 27th, 5.45am... "Morning has broken..." snooze, snooze, snooze... Yeah I wish I had the mood to sing in the early cold shower. I left the house around 6.30am, after tried to wake my sister up for her church session (she woke up briefly and fell back asleep after I left. She missed out on attending her church service). Now I know why my grandparents used to do anything necessary to wake me up. It's hard to bring preteens to the consciousness realm :P Now, taxis in my area were quite scarce, especially in early Sunday morning. The streets were empty. Taking bus to MRT was out of the option, since it'll take longer and yes, I must admit I was already late.
After the long taxi ride to Sengkang, I reached about 7.15am. Right on time. I was greeted by the view of people in red T-Shirts that hover around the place. Even the taxi driver asked me what's going on, hehehe.
I got to practice my arts on Andrea's arm, since she offered. Quite freaked her out with the design of heart and arrow that I drew, hehehe. She asked me to soften the design, hence I added the frills surrounds it. Dee was fulfilling AiPei's request on drawing Elmo on her hand, at the same time Andrea was drawing Batman's symbol on Jun Ming.
Monkey see, monkey do... Early creativity and Jun Ming's demanding customer's expression
It's still too early in the morning and hence we got some quality time together, meaning draw on each other's body parts, hehehe. I guess it's just like the balloonists on the next stall who wore their creations, we got to show that it's okay to doodle on oneself, hehehe. Here are some of the results...
The early morning customers were quite scarce, because none of the kids want to be the guinea pigs to some questionable-looking-semi-adults, hahaha. Well, they tend to want to see other kids take the plunge first and prove that it doesn't hurt. So I got my quiet moments, that even Jun Ming remarked on me for not having any customer *sigh*. But that didn't last long, when throngs of children started haunting our vicinity. I mean it literally... haunting, and hovering... it's like pairs of eyes tried to look at you and your creations while you're trying to gasp for air. Sounds of angry mothers that tried to get their children in the right queue line for pictures that they wanted, hurt my eardrums. In Mandarin too, nonetheless. Don't need to understand what they're saying to understand the high-pitched tone. I think, some of the children did not even want to be painted upon, but mommies insisted. So I got some requests in Mandarin, which luckily enough I understand, and learned some new things like bu tong (don't move?), to the point of responding to some the Mandarin requests in English. Of course these moms asked me nicely, but the tones that they're using to their children were scary.
The children were mostly cute, and some were very polite as they shyly said "thank you". For once, I was grateful and joyful to be around little kids. And I was touched, as these children trust you so much that they didn't need their mother to be nearby. They just let you touched them and they would just sat there quietly, while some of us making comment about how cute they are. Some would fidget, but most of my customers behaved so nice, I feel like my short Sunday School teaching gig in US was a sham. Compare to the ones that I taught, these kids that I painted were so much nicer. Only one boy came back to me to redo his smudged POKEMON and one girl who's too restless for me to be able to finish her Charmander. One thing I noticed too, some of the Chinese kind of taken aback when learned that I don't speak Mandarin, and the Malays insisted on speaking English to me. I guess I have the 'in between' look going on. I tried to speak Indonesian to some of the Malay kids.
During my short break, I got to roam around the balloonists' stand and laughing at Henry's peculiar garb. Considering how tall he was, the costume plus the headdress made him even vertically longer. Then we came in support for Yihong in her twisting her balloon left and right while it seemed that a crew of a dozen tried to create a balloon dog contest.
Henry's imitation of Gumby :P
The Balloonists' habitat
The second half of the project was a bit more tiring, I guess, because I was tired from earlier plus the bad paint brush that I had to deal with. It even affected the quality that I draw. I felt like a grouchy artist, complaining about the unqualified brushes. But toward the end, I got several requests wanted my original design. YAY! Why does good things always come too short? I only got a chance to draw my design on 3 girls. The first one was on a chubby cheeked girl. She would like me to draw on her cheek too. Too bad that my camera was not nearby. She's soooooo cute. And she said "thank you" too. Awwww... Here are some of the example of our creations...
After the long day, we were invited to the complimentary lunch upstairs. The menu was fried noodle, some turnip dumplings, fried fish cake, curry puff, grilled chicken wings and mee siam. Desserts including Chng Tng, and cake roll. I was cautious about the noodle's level of spiciness and Merv tried his and said that it's not spicy. Too late too disbelieve him, I chomped the noodles... The fish cake was my only fave :P
The day ended with the distribution of the goodie bags. It's pretty much the left-over bags from the National Day Parade, but hey, I'm not complaining. To my surprise my bag was somewhat special, because inside there were about a couple dozens if not more AXE brand ointments. At the beginning nobody was paying attention when I started offering them the extra ointments. Not until I took it out one by one like some illegal ointment vendor. Then I live up to the 'magic bag' remark, especially when the ointment kept on coming out from my bag as though the bag magically produces it. Even when Merv jokingly said stop... It kept on coming. Jun Ming took the picture of me and my 'merchandise'. I shall bug both Merv and Jun Ming to relinquish the photos. Hehehe. I managed to distribute the infamous ointments to Yihong, Merv and some other people.
The Innocent looking bag
The notorious AXE brand ointments
The content of my magic bag
I was dead tired as I walked home, but I thought I had way too much fun. Cheers!
Oh and if you want to know what's inside, here's the list:
1 8Days Magazine
1 Programme booklet
1 coupon book
1 Donation envelope
1 bag of potato chips
1 bottled water
1 Nokia cellphone hook
2 Nokia battery torch lights
2 Akira convenient mini fans
2 plastic raincoats (I feel like this bag fit for a 'couple' with the many twos. *sigh*)
2 Brand Axe ointments (to help with my headaches caused by some people :P)
3 trashbags
4 packs of Belgium cookies
8 Singapore flags (5 with it's pole and 1 flag stand)
10 Inflatable boppers (hey you can use it for swimming too :P )
and some extra complimentary stuff from Dee's bag:
1 NDP flashing hat
1 Peanut bag
1 Chrysanthemum drink
1 Energy drink
posted by God's Grace | 10:33 PM
2 Comments:
The drawings look really nice... great work! =)
Thank you. You have to see my drawing version of My Melody. It looked as though My Melody was just in an accident. Luckily, the girl didn't "ask for her money back", hahaha... Just kidding. I'm just glad she didn't cry. I would if I were her.
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