Tuesday, June 24, 2008
This was the first time that I've went on a deliberately planned outing with my mates at work. Considering that we've know one another for slightly over 2 years, I would say that the trip had a long time coming.Everything kick started on the wrong foot. The trip to town felt close to awkwardness as the conversation was seemingly dry. Even the usual bantering which is a common remedy for such uncomfortable situations, was screeching with friction.
Well that's what happens when you try to rojak people with vastly different character together on a short notice.
Anyway the trip there didn't take too long and soon we were on our way to Lucky Plaza to meet up with Master Mervin, a fellow NDI specialist from Changi.
Really only use for 1 time meh?
Trying for fit.
Apparently Ruilong was gonna buy a pair of scuba goggles from him as well as buying another pair as birthday gift for Xueting.
By the time we reach the meeting place, Master Mervin was already there on the scene. Introductions were more than brief even though Ah Tok has never really met the guy before, both their disinterest in knowing one another were hanging so thick in the air that I would have choked if not for the hastening of Master Mervin.
We made our way into a shop that I supposed Master Mervin frequents and aided Ruilong along with the shopkeeper in choosing the pair of suitable goggles for Xueting.
All about sucba diving and more!.
It took quite awhile thus leaving me and Ah Tok to our own shenanigans. I started taking our my camera more than it was socially accepted, only to find that Ah Tok surprisingly approving of my quirk and posing for me!
One can see that great effort and thoughts had been put behind the naming of the shop. Not.
Wannabe diver.
Pufferfish with a pair of goggles?
Wow a nice fit! And the colour suits him as well!
Even a shopping Ruilong cannot resist making fun of Ah Tok.
The choosing and the subsequent haggling were kept to a minimal and before me and Ah Tok's can make our way to the dumber spectrum of poses, the purchase was made and Master Mervin had to go.
Feeling satisfied and extremely hungry, Ruilong, Ah Tok and me wandered the floors of Lucky Plaza for a suitable place to have more than just a bite.
A picture with the boogeyman.
I think my looks scares even the boogeyman.
I can sell you my own homemade one at just $1!
Yummy!
Having accomplishing the main agenda of the trip which was the buying of the birthday gift, we made our way to Taka to do a little shopping of our own.
First stop was to Kinokuniya where Ah Tok bought a Jap fashion magazine of some sort while me and Ruilong went about flipping through ripped open comics.
Ah Tok wanders what the fuck were the cashiers doing!?
No really it was already ripped when we got there. Oh shut your face.
Next stop was pretty unexpected as we stepped into a art gallery. At first glance one would thought that various artwork would at most cost not beyond a few thousands, given our gauge of their standard. And like what they say about first glances, all of our guess were wrong!
The cheapest shite in there was at least a whopping five thousand tagged to a queer stool? What the fuck is wrong with artist and rich people?
We did however took a long look see around the joint before walking out in slight awe at some very artistic piece but more in disgust at their prices.
The place where I met Eléonore.
Then it was to Gramophone for me with some DVD shopping long overdued. My mind was having a wrestling match of its own as I couldn't decide whether to buy Jumper with lensitopic cover or the special edition The American Gangster. On top of which I was going to buy Juno and Cashback which totals up to around a hundred.
Ouch says the wallet.
My proud additions to my collections.
Cool or what!?
In the end I dump the idea of buying both Jumper and The American Gangster and stuck to Juno and Cashback instead.
If judgment day should come and god asks me what are my thoughts about wasting my life buying and watching dvd, my answer would be "life well spent!".
There's no use in reasoning with me. I know.
Anyway being so conveniently close the Papa Bread, I couldn't resist but drag the rest over and stuff my face with a chocolate éclair! Incidentally, it rouse the sated hunger just abit and compelled the rest to satisfy their sin of a glutton with Ruilong buying yogurt (Yucks!) and Ah Tok buying some Tori-Q for everybody.
Hands filled with all sorta food, we crossed a short but crowded distance into cold storage. Eating and and laughing nonsensically at the same time, we spent some time in there and did some small time grocery shopping, buying a little of this and a little of that. And of course, taking pictures whenever socially possible.
Posing with wry faces.
We act as though it was any good.
Which we thought not!
One big bowl of Jap instant noodles cost this much.
But how come both the smaller ones cost as much!?
I'm a trifle bit embarrassed to say this but after we concluded the shopping minute spree at Cold Storage, we agreed that it was time to rest our legs somewhere we could sit down and chit chat for abit. Thus we popped over to Pepper Lunch which was kinda the only place with seats still free from the Saturday throng.
In order to get in and sit, one would have to either be extremely thick skin to just buy a drink or side dish (Or maybe even not.) and take up the well needed space or one could order a set meal just eat like what every other sucker was doing. Having good upbringing made us incline towards to the latter and so, we ate again.
I know I'm getting horizontally enlarged. Tell me about it.
At least try not to droll on yourself.
I was bored.
Somehow or another, the topic of getting a drink at Chevron dropped into our conversation and was slightly enthusiastic agreed upon in a short manner of time. I largely suspect it has got to do with someone feeling a wee bit depress over some matters of the heart.
But I ain't gonna discuss it with you.
Again we boarded the train bound for our next destination. Looking back at the day that came to be so far, I've noticed that the seams that seperate us so contrastingly and cause us such awkwardness were hardly evident any longer. The feeling in the air then was like a couple of old friends(Not literally you dope.) getting together.
The traveling time fled in the face of tons of bantering and its consequential laughter and before we know it, we were at Chevron, drinking up a storm.
Happiness in pints!
Cheers!
Supprisingly a couple of other people whom we know turned up there as well. Talk about conincidence. I guess cheap karaoke couple with likewise beer is a lethal marketing combination.
I see Louis at work and now I even see him outside of it. There is just no escaping from him.
That bugger Dom was stalking me.
I guess nowadays stalking is a group activity 'cause Carol was there too!
My recollection of that night is somewhat hazy but I did remember blabbering alot. What did I actually said was hard to say. I just hope I didn't offend too many people with my crudely truthful speech.
Words of wisdom. With enough beer, any night could be a great night! Till the next drink, tata!
FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 11:14:00 AM