Steamboat went wrong

i am just so appalled at myself. shame and disgust of myself.. my horrid cooking and terrible choice of wain. the only thing right was the whisky and ice cream.. how could i forgive myself for this disaster? i suppose my friends were nice enough to say the food was "ok"... it's still an atrocious meal. if i wear a restaurant, i won't come back myself.

i did a tomyam soup for steamboat. the soup was over sour with a bitter taste. due to the lime.. and the chilli was, shall we say just for deco?
prawn from tesco was not fresh... other ingredients were fine though... they were from cold storage. i trust the pork was good, chicken was fine, and so on... who says money can't buy satisfaction? hah...
the wain... i thought it was adequate... so did n3.. the others didn't quite agree with the wain. sad~
conclusion, my steamboat was a disaster ! my cooking skill must have diminished significantly since you know when. i can't cook as i used to.. damn...

we did have haagen daz ice cream.. which i think it's agreeable that it's good... after all it's HAAGEN DAZS. had cappuccino truffle and summer berries and cream. obviously the summer berriers and cream aren't meant for me. gold label is always the best choice. you cannot go wrong with it.. trust me.. haha..

end of the day, guess what... i'm drunk. again... i suck.. haha...
when i sober up, n2 was sweet enough to go dinner with me.. she didn't had anything as she was still full and just sat to watch me gobble my food down.

might be seeing a friend off tomorrow morning. i'm not sure whether they were just joking or it will just be awkward if only i turn up to see her off. shall confirm with them in a while..

song playing on my mind

if you could see what i see, feel what i feel...
you just have no idea, do you?

long break

this is my first post after a long time. has it been half a year? i should think so. i know there's the date on the last post but it's just that i'm too lazy to take a look at it. didn't update any post since i started my job and now that i've resigned, hence i'm free.

there's so much to write about that i have nothing to write. irony has be the central theme of my life so far. work sucks so don't really want to talk about that. am unemployed at the moment. with no income but bills to pay, it's tough.
nevertheless, am enjoying a cuppa on a lazy saturday afternoon. though weekends are relatively meaningless when u're unemployed.

recently, some friends of mine are knocking a new idea to look for employment in singapore. personally, i don't fancy singapore that much. in fact, my friends should know my standing position on sg. i guess i might just entertain that idea. for some sakes of not my own. i'm a victim of circumstances. AS calls them cha bo.. hahaha...
parts of me still want to get back to london very much.. it's just this calling from within. i want to get back to canary wharf for some reason. i just love it there.. again owing to circumstances, chances do not look good and time is running out.

cough mixture

i've been high on cough mixture for the past few days. going into work 'high' is not fun. ugh~

not abusing substance, just sick..

a spark

it's been ages since i updated my blog. there wasn't any update before since there wasn't anything happening in my life. let me recall again... nope, nothing.

so i've been working for slightly over a month now. i think my job is menial and my manager doesn't like me very much. i don't think i did anything to offend her or something. due to the fact that i'm sitting in someone else's cubicle, i'm like a part-time operator, "oh, she's on leave. ok bye bye." there's just no thrill in what i do there. i'll gradually lose my 'fire' working there.

it's funny that how you never appreciate what u had until it's gone. i miss certain things but still retain something. i had pasta for dinner in front of my computer. i have 8 pillows again. missing the duvets. missing my studio-like room.

no idea what i'm writing here. that is all.