Life beckons.
Friday, April 11, 2008
「 9:48 AM 」


The Directors have been in town and it's been a loooong, tiring week with the numerous internal discussions, training sessions and working lunches.

I am beat.

It is fina-fuckingly Friday, as I never fail to mention every Friday.

FTBF's birthday was spent with me working and him having dinner with family. When I finally decided I need a social life, we went for supper to a faraway place in Singapore. Local fare, but extremely unsatisfactory. We were disappointed beyond words and decided to move on.

Which was when prisses', yes your suggestion came to mind and we drove to the beach. It was fabulous to watch the calm waves and experience the cool breeze. Only setback was we shared that experience with at least 200 other people. Some were snuggled in tents, some rollerblading, cycling, walking, running and some others who were just chilling on the benches. Wasn't as peaceful, but hey we're talking about over populated Singapore. The only place you can find peace, will probably have to be your home in this tiny, there-are-people-everywhere-you-turn, stifling country. Yes, I mean stifling in all aspects.

Anyhoo, returning home at 4am is something I haven't done in a long while and somehow, it made me feel like a youth.

Next day, lunch was at a small, cosy intimate restaurant. Food was awesome and the desserts were phenomenal. We had the super famous pear tarte tatin and the sticky date pudding. How heavenly are sticky date puddings? I confess. My knees turn to jelly and I feel so weak in the presence of a sticky date pudding. The perfectly shaped cake pudding, dripping with sweet caramel sauce and a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream, sprinkled with chopped almonds. The aroma, the texture, the sensation of the cold ice cream paired with the warm cake. Describing it as 'heavenly' is a gross understatement, I realise.

I am salivating, but let's move on..

After lunch, we intended to do something creative but alas, we ran out of time and FTBF had to leave for a friend's birthday party. I had Mahjong plans which were canned at the very last minute, leaving me with no choice but to shop around aimlessly, leading me to screw my nose up in disgust at the mass manufactured clothes being sold in town and decided I shall head home.

And so I did. I was home on a Saturday evening at 7.30pm, and it truly gave me a sense of intrinsic happiness from within.

And then it hit me. I really feel old.....