Dear pipsqueaks,
*Spoiler alert: the following talks about the movie "Never Let Me Go", though with great care, some details will be necessary. If you don't plan to watch the movie, then continue on!
Tuesday nights had been re-officialized as my Gossip Girl night since the beginning of the new season, so unless absolutely necessary, I wouldn't miss it for anything. It was definitely a good timing to start the season as I won't be going anywhere within the next month or so, hence my total appreciation that the series have come back to keep me company on Tuesday nights. My weekly dosage of the scandalous lives of the Upper East Side socialites keeps me happily amused.
However, tonight had a different turnout. Upon returning from the gym, I had switched on the TV to find it screening the Fox Movie Channel, when a movie had just begun. I've always been a movie lover, so of course, seeing unfamiliar scenes, I stopped to wait for the title. "Never Let Me Go"? This looks like...oh yes, it had been on preview many times months coming, and I've always wanted to watch it. Finally, it's playing! But, what about Gossip Girl? Well, I can always ask my best friend what happened- She's the Gossip Girl Go-To person, so she can fill me in on this episode later.
18 September 2012
17 September 2012
Weekend Food Binge in [PJ]
Dear pipsqueaks,
Last weekend was honestly the most random weekend ever. From a friendly steamboat dinner to a full-fledged 3-days of non-stop eating- another period in my life where I have not once felt the cravings of hunger. One might simply ask, "why don't you just stop eating?". Well, to think that the opportunity may not present itself as easily the next time, I think you would dig in too.
An invitation came in some time Saturday afternoon wondering if I had plans for dinner, and being me, I would never second-guess joining any food parties. So, at a blink of an eye, we were digging into a steamy pot of all sorts. I haven't had steamboat (aka. hot pot) in a very long time actually. To be fair, that "very long time" is with reference to how often we had it when I lived at home. Hot pot is convenient and flexible to everyone's liking. Want some udon, done. Want some veggies, done. Yet, that's not even the best part. It's the whole experience surrounding a pot of food and bonding while we enjoy our favourite family time- indulging in food paradise. But anyway, I can't wait for November when I get to go back for some good old' Papa Sung Seafood Restaurant :)
Last weekend was honestly the most random weekend ever. From a friendly steamboat dinner to a full-fledged 3-days of non-stop eating- another period in my life where I have not once felt the cravings of hunger. One might simply ask, "why don't you just stop eating?". Well, to think that the opportunity may not present itself as easily the next time, I think you would dig in too.
An invitation came in some time Saturday afternoon wondering if I had plans for dinner, and being me, I would never second-guess joining any food parties. So, at a blink of an eye, we were digging into a steamy pot of all sorts. I haven't had steamboat (aka. hot pot) in a very long time actually. To be fair, that "very long time" is with reference to how often we had it when I lived at home. Hot pot is convenient and flexible to everyone's liking. Want some udon, done. Want some veggies, done. Yet, that's not even the best part. It's the whole experience surrounding a pot of food and bonding while we enjoy our favourite family time- indulging in food paradise. But anyway, I can't wait for November when I get to go back for some good old' Papa Sung Seafood Restaurant :)
05 September 2012
[London 2012] Olympic Games
Dear pipsqueaks,
Truth be told, it may have pinched a little, but I really didn’t mind missing out on the World Championships test event in London last year, or the All England 2012. However, I’d never settle if I weren’t able to attend the Olympic Games. In a way, it had been the cherry-on-top for me throughout this whole adventure that unfolded early June last year. At a blink of an eye, I went from totally miserable in Taiwan, to completely clueless in Vancouver, to optimistically functioning in Kuala Lumpur. Yes, the doubt was there when I first entered the office, uncertain whether my position would secure my trip to the Games. Fortunately, within the allotted amount of time, I was able to prove myself. Before I know it, on 25-July, I was boarding the British Airways flight enroute to London!
Yes, I know you’ve probably heard this a million times, but I’m gonna say it anyway: it was an event not to miss. A must, almost, to be there. Feels nice to be able to say that when I’m on this side of the fence :P Okay okay, I’ll keep on with the story. So yes, definitely a different treatment going as a representative than a local organizing staff or etc. They really do have everything quite well prepared. As soon as we landed, we were greeted and led to the accreditation counter to validate our passes. I gotta say, I look horrendous in my photo with a super noticeable farmer’s tan on both arms, but meh. As long as it gets me to where I need to go, no one actually examines them too closely anyway. Following the well-organised Olympic Family arrival scheme, we hopped on the Heathrow Express to Paddington Station, boarded a super adorable London taxi, and shezam! We were at the doorstep of our stay for this amazing journey that is about to light up like a baby fire on a wick of fantabulous firework display.
Truth be told, it may have pinched a little, but I really didn’t mind missing out on the World Championships test event in London last year, or the All England 2012. However, I’d never settle if I weren’t able to attend the Olympic Games. In a way, it had been the cherry-on-top for me throughout this whole adventure that unfolded early June last year. At a blink of an eye, I went from totally miserable in Taiwan, to completely clueless in Vancouver, to optimistically functioning in Kuala Lumpur. Yes, the doubt was there when I first entered the office, uncertain whether my position would secure my trip to the Games. Fortunately, within the allotted amount of time, I was able to prove myself. Before I know it, on 25-July, I was boarding the British Airways flight enroute to London!
(I know, I love my job too :P )
Yes, I know you’ve probably heard this a million times, but I’m gonna say it anyway: it was an event not to miss. A must, almost, to be there. Feels nice to be able to say that when I’m on this side of the fence :P Okay okay, I’ll keep on with the story. So yes, definitely a different treatment going as a representative than a local organizing staff or etc. They really do have everything quite well prepared. As soon as we landed, we were greeted and led to the accreditation counter to validate our passes. I gotta say, I look horrendous in my photo with a super noticeable farmer’s tan on both arms, but meh. As long as it gets me to where I need to go, no one actually examines them too closely anyway. Following the well-organised Olympic Family arrival scheme, we hopped on the Heathrow Express to Paddington Station, boarded a super adorable London taxi, and shezam! We were at the doorstep of our stay for this amazing journey that is about to light up like a baby fire on a wick of fantabulous firework display.
(they are so ready...so are we!)