Thursday, August 23, 2007
PFCA midnight mafias
PFCA MIDNIGHT MAFIAwanted to blog on monday, but all thanks to my dear retarded handphone, i cannot get the pictures till wednesday night, thus, i can only blog today. i am so not procrastinating. i swear.
oh well, had one hell of a week. skipped school two days in a row, so here's a scoop of my week so far.
monday- went to yishun for breakfast to meet a very late felicia for breakfast. as we all started singing after breakfast. smarty me came up with the idea to go for a singing session at k box. all the more, we were just in time for k lunch!
went to work after singing, only to have another slacky day at work. all i was practically doing was standing around, talking, playing and messaging on my phone. however, after work, as there was only me and peng left, and we were both complaining about the sick excuse of a dinner, cold pasta with some unknown cream sauce, reminiscing about siang's cooking, we decided to help ourselves to the kitchen. first up! lagsanewith prawns, followed by calamari fritti, insalata ceseare and then grissini with parma ham and pancetta. can you believe me and peng actually managed to whip up these dishes by ourselves?? we even helped ourselves to drinks! never had so much fun before
the mafias: me and peng 
lagsane with prawns and insalata ceseare
grissin with parma and pancetta. white wine or corona?tuesday- went to ya kun in northpoint for breakfast and meet up with the VERY late felicia again for breakfast, and as it was computing module for the day, can't really blame for not having ANY motivation to go for it. i swear, its not even a speck of it. after 2 HOURS of intense brainstorming, we still did not come up with anything and so, we decided to go our seperate ways.
wednesday- went to work after school and managed to get persuaded to work the again the next day. sorry mr horny, i'll meet you on friday yea? as soon as all the other staff is out of the restaurant, me and peng went to help ourselves to the kitchen again, but however, the fun seems to have diminshed. maybe its because the thrill isn't there anymore. we'll be so busted if we ever gotten found out.
super salty innovated insalata ceseare, calamari fritti and potato wedgesalrights, no inspiration to blog no more. tagboard not moving. =(
love,
chanel
ps: distrust me? say it to my face. stop doing things to humiliate yourself behind my back. don't give that anal excuse of trying to protect me. its plain dunce.
