1. Exams suck.
Especially mock ones. Has anyone ever told you guys that?
2. Love hurts.
Unfortunately. No, it doesn't have anything to do with me but someone dear to me has suffered a minor fist in the gut - and I doubt it's gonna be the first. Love hurts, people.
But it certainly doesn't mean giving up, does it? Easier to bandage up the wound and start afresh after all.
3. Management rules.
Seriously. Let me explain. One of the restaurants that Charming Calvin - aka the ever-lovin Pork Eater - and I love to frequent is a particular chain of Chinese restaurants that feature mini Chinese dumplings in the menu. And a succulent dish that obviously Calvin adores. Me, I prefer crispy carrot pastry and Huang Xiaoming.
There's always been a number listed in their comment card that mentions a person to send a message to improve the services. Since the service on that day was more than excellent - albeit a little juvenile - I wrote immediately to congratulate the management.
To my astonishment there was an almost immediate response from the extremely efficient 'Top Management'! Almost fell into the la mian bowl in surprise but managed to read the extremely enthused reply from an obviously desperately bored and extremely jobless manager locked up someplace in an anonymous cubicle. So terribly thankful that it wouldn't surprise me if they hired Huang Xiaoming to serve me several slices of pork ribs slathered on his naked chest - and a privilege card tucked suggestively into his seductively lowered drawstring pants.
4. Jack's mine!
Placed an order for Dr Jack Shepard. Soon to be MINE!