Saturday, July 10, 2004

Yesterday (Friday) was very fun. I had a dinner with my working colleagues which invovled Poh Lee, Geraldine, Thuy, Kumar and Fadzli at Changi Village. Boon Ming and Desment were both supposed to be with us but then because of some reasons they couldn't make it. Boon Ming had to work OT and as for Desment, he was late for the company transport to Tampines. Desment told us that he will join us at Tampines Kenny Rogers and that was shocking because we thought all along he knew we had changed the venue to Changi Village. In the end, he decided not to join us.

Fadzli made his trip to Changi Village on his bike. This was the first time the whole gang plus Kumar took the same bus and the trip was exciting. We chatted, joked and laughed all the way from Norelco to Tampines. After 15min, we finally reached Tampines bus interchange where we took bus 29 to Changi Village. Along the way, Kumar pointed out some pretty babes and alerted my attention on them before asking me to rate them. I was never surprised by his actions for he was like that even at Ang Mo Kio, telling me what time that same girl will walk past this or that footpath. Sometimes I really did find awkward with so many pairs of eyes staring at us as if both of us were some peverts but I still stayed in the "game" with him.

Finally, we reached Changi Village. Each of us forked out $10 each to make up $60 for our sumptuous dinner. I volunteered to buy drinks while the girls make decisions on the food. Fadzli, being a muslim, bought himself a plate of don't know call what food but I knew it must be hot and spicy for its bright red colour, and 40 satay assortments comprising of mutton, beef and chicken meat with some ketupat to come along. Fadzli's noodle came followed by the satay. The girls ordered carrot cake, omelette, fried prawn noodles, indian rojak, and BBQ sambal stingray. The table was like so full and the girls started to wonder if we were able to finish everything. I assured them that we would finish it no matter what especially with me around.

Kumar's favourite was the carrot cake and he really really liked that a lot. We ordered a second plate of that and in the end only he and I were the only left surviving. The rest had enough. The carrot began to take Kumar down and I eventually emerged as the sole survivor. There was like about half a plate of carrot cake left before Kumar came out with a very stupid and silly contest which I found that rather interesting. He gathered a portion of carrot cake on the centre of the plate and said the one who managed to use a pair of chopsticks and grabbed that portion would be the eventual winner. We decided to play this game with him and like little kids, we picked up our chopsticks and positioned them at equal distance away from the portion. The game started and Kumar scooped up a big portion of carrot cake up that wasn't the portion as specified saying he were the winner. I thought I also did make myself like a clown for following him, scooping up another big portion of carrot cake from the other side of the plate. The reason as to why he fel he was the winner because the portion he scooped up using his spoon was bigger than the specified portion. That was childish but was fun. I continued finishing the remaining 5 or 6 satay, indian rojak, omelette, and carrot cake.

After the "main course", we decided to pack away some desserts and had them at Changi Beach. We bought 4 servings of desserts and then we headed towards Changi Beach. Kumar came out with the idea of sitting on the sandy beach to have our desserts, chit-chatting and enjoying the breeze. We thought that was a good idea and out of nowhere, Thuy took out "The Straits Times" and we used the "Classified" section to lay out "mat" on the sand. We formed a circle and placed our desserts in the centre. That was real fun. Five of us excluding Fadzli shared the four desserts. We talked about our life experiences, things we did in the past which we thought was exciting but wrong, etc. Here came the part where we really went crazy which was just before we left for home. There were quite a lot of desserts left and Kumar, Poh Lee and I unknowingly got ourselves into a "eat dessert" contest. The 3 of us were supposed to have a bowl of dessert in our hands and we had to have a spoonful of dessert before passing to the next one beside us in a clockwise direction. The speed just got faster and faster and then the 3 of us really got ourselves into a real mess. The next bowl of dessert came into my hands before I could even swallow the dessert in my mouth. Our hands got wet by the dessert in the process of passing around.

We left the place at around 10pm. I find tonight all of us really behaved like little kids. Finally Kumar is able to behave in the way which he prefers to be. Seriously, I thinks he will miss us after we leave the company. There will be no one around to joke with him anymore, no one to be entertain with his lame jokes, no one to have ice cream with him on our way back from lunch, no one.... The old woman, Jacqueline, definitely is not a candidate and without her will be better of. Boon Ming is tied down by the old woman's everyday nags. Fadzli is too old or rather I should say not young for Kumar to communicate in the way he is to us now. Document control department will be back to square one - quiet and boring. There will have only 4 people left working in the department.

I will miss the group of friends (small group).

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