Monday, December 05, 2005 - bla blee : blogspot has decided to pull a fast one on me (again.) by taking away the "compose html" link.
but nevermind. i have grown quite used to their shoddy maintanence.
anyhow, i will STILL blog.
just last sunday, there was the SAS gathering at Marina Bay to commemorate the passing of the A levels for the JC students and the final meeting before we head off to NS (or the final meeting before we all disappear from each other's lives).
right after lunch with my cell-group-to-be, M.A.D, both daniel and i headed for novena square firstly to look for a Bible for a friend of his, then to buy a pair of pants for his prom night. of course, novena square being as notorious as it is in singapore, doesn't have what he was looking for.
after that, we moved on to wisma atria and he DID get his pair of pants. by then we were pretty late for the 3 'o' clock meeting for the soccer match prior to the dinner.
What, in MY history, you ask, indicates that i play soccer?
NOTHING....
i don't play soccer for the fact i hate it. and you can say the exact same thing for daniel. but our simian friend, in his typical save-the-world-from-utter-and-absolute-destruction attitude decides to go "cheer" them on and "support" them. apparently, i suppose he shares the prediction i made that the turnout for the soccer game would be abyssmal.
and i was totally right. the turnout was so bad, daniel had to stand in as a goal
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it seemed that he was replaced by another player who came in late. HAHA. and yes, that is daniel walking back.
the dinner was at one of the 4 restaurants (open air) which featured table top hot plates where you cook your food. it's really a ultra watered-down version of seoul garden. i tell you, the whole place looked SO incredibly unhygenic, its really a surprise i didn't get diarhorrea the following day.
the raw food would be placed in these huge metal trays and they were on display, waiting for you to pick at them and cook them. the smell was, well, like a market. but admittedly, it was preettty surprising to see that there weren't any flies.
when night fell, the ground became SO darn oily because of the butter splattering all over sporadically. it was then i decided to try something a friend of mine told me.
first, take a live prawn.
then, get some boiling water ready!
after which, stick the prawn into the boiling water head first.
then, take it out of the water and.....
TADA!!!!! you get a half-cooked prawn! literally! a red head and bluish body.
just a warning before you try this though. the prawn will most probably start jumping and wriggling and splash boiling water all over.
like DUH. how would you react if i dip you head first into boiling oil?
C.K blogged at 7:37 PM