Saturday, November 04, 2006 @ 2:46 PM
it was a good short time spent with kiong n matty @ tea party yesterdae.
caught kiong in the process of incurring internal bleeding (smiling to himself or rather my fab hokkien translation arm chio)
sharon: eh why u laugh to yrself
kiong: don is going to shit
sharon & matty : how you know
kiong: he took magazine to the toilet
*LAUGH
kiong: he's pretty fast.. he went at 1 and after 2 hrs he's going again
* CONT LAUGHING
*pause
sharon: maybe jus now there wasnt any output so he's goin in to cultivate the mood again
kiong: yea hor.
personal thoughts...eh most people have a rough idea wad they wanna be since young. i think i lost that along the growing up process.
i definitely love to embrace careers like events mgmt, marketing ( eh i dun wan to be saleswoman or sell anything but yea alot in this line end up selling themselves so yea..) AND NOW im majoring in finance.. n i still dun have a clue wad i wanna do. Be a trader? Slog in a bank?
darren out of the blue suggested going to france to take up culinary courses. i prob be subjected to zillions of lectures and cursing from the chefs.
Imagination takes you overseas*
french chef: sharon you r so stupid.. why cant you get the icing rite? why isnt the cake fluffy, it should have a light and melt in yr mouth taste? your cake is terrible.. you should jus go back to wad u were doing b4 u came here.
sharon: -sob sob- sorry chef. sorry i will do my best (while holding on to my bowl of mixture with flour all over my face and returning back to my room and blog abt my terrible day)
*back to reality
darren said when i become a chef someday.. it will be my turn to scold people. vicious cycle.. jus kinda like the army.
anyway yea hor? i have forgotten my childhood dream of setting up an atas cafe. yeah maybe i should be like kim sam sun... be a culinary chef and when the biological clock becomes louder .. i will go for blind dates (puke).
