one heck of a nite
hmmm... this is irritating. mojo isn't working so i have to use the comp in my hall. the silly billy blog is still in chinese but the good thing for everyone else, i can't use any chinese fonts. so am stuck with engrish.
had a nice girlie dinner with dee and val (an hr later) at cafe 211 at holland v. the food was yums but service was a little... weird. we asked for serviettes and they gave us 2 pieces. asked for somemore, and we got another 2. do we actually have to specify we need maybe 4 or 5 pieces, 1 for each glass coz there were no coasters and 1 to wipe up the water that has already condensed and dripped onto the table? oh, maybe another 3 more so we can wipe our mouth? sheesh.
but other than that, the food was pretty good and the atmosphere was nice. of course, nothing beats the company. listening to dee talk about bitch of a boss, work, then listening to val talk about bitch of a boss and work.. haha.. honestly, the grass only looks greener on the other side but it almost seems like, everywhere you go, it's gonna be the same deal, same shit, same bitches. i'm glad the weirdos i meet are mostly one-offs and that i dun actually have to see them anymore, unless i am that 'suay'. but shit happens.
then off to another nite at walas to be joined by prissy lala who decided to be graciously 3 hrs late. but it's okay. i punished her by ordering another beer and putting it on her tap. hur hur hur.
then i got a call from my sis crying her eyes out coz my granddad had sudden fits and a stroke and was coughing blood.
thanks to pris's new beau, heh, they got me to the hospital in a flash and i spent the rest of the nite waiting with my parents and sis. my head was spinning not from the beer but just, i dunno, it's been aching since i got to taiwan.
it's when i see shit like this, when i sit in the hospital and look at people being wheeled in, when i talk to friends and hear their condition, i realise. damn, i should stop whining abt my fuckin headache and be thankful, content and happy with what i have now.
granddad's still unconscious, cancer has spread to his braincells........
.......
and the only thing i can do is to pray that his pain goes away....
looking back at my other grandparents.. i'm glad i even get to pray for him now.
that's life, eh?
had a nice girlie dinner with dee and val (an hr later) at cafe 211 at holland v. the food was yums but service was a little... weird. we asked for serviettes and they gave us 2 pieces. asked for somemore, and we got another 2. do we actually have to specify we need maybe 4 or 5 pieces, 1 for each glass coz there were no coasters and 1 to wipe up the water that has already condensed and dripped onto the table? oh, maybe another 3 more so we can wipe our mouth? sheesh.
but other than that, the food was pretty good and the atmosphere was nice. of course, nothing beats the company. listening to dee talk about bitch of a boss, work, then listening to val talk about bitch of a boss and work.. haha.. honestly, the grass only looks greener on the other side but it almost seems like, everywhere you go, it's gonna be the same deal, same shit, same bitches. i'm glad the weirdos i meet are mostly one-offs and that i dun actually have to see them anymore, unless i am that 'suay'. but shit happens.
then off to another nite at walas to be joined by prissy lala who decided to be graciously 3 hrs late. but it's okay. i punished her by ordering another beer and putting it on her tap. hur hur hur.
then i got a call from my sis crying her eyes out coz my granddad had sudden fits and a stroke and was coughing blood.
thanks to pris's new beau, heh, they got me to the hospital in a flash and i spent the rest of the nite waiting with my parents and sis. my head was spinning not from the beer but just, i dunno, it's been aching since i got to taiwan.
it's when i see shit like this, when i sit in the hospital and look at people being wheeled in, when i talk to friends and hear their condition, i realise. damn, i should stop whining abt my fuckin headache and be thankful, content and happy with what i have now.
granddad's still unconscious, cancer has spread to his braincells........
.......
and the only thing i can do is to pray that his pain goes away....
looking back at my other grandparents.. i'm glad i even get to pray for him now.
that's life, eh?
posted by ah_bu @ 1:12 PM
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