Saturday, September 08, 2007
meowmeow :)
sorry for mia-ing, well, like how much would you miss?
anyway, here's for the very very few sould who reads my blog,
i sincerely thank you. HAHA.
WARNING: VERY LONG POST AHEAD!!
Thursday, 6th SeptToday, I will brog about my work place, Iggy's Restaurant.
If you need some statistics, lemme bring you on an orientation trip.
Ranked 98th Restaurant in the World in 2006, Ranked 60th Restaurant in the World in 2007, Chef Dorin Schuster awarded the San Pellegrino Chef of theYear Award by World Gourmet Summit.Sounds really impressive and everything right? Yes, you are right, it is.
My boss is round and cute, very very
you fu qiMy lady boss gives me the feeling that she's really a businesswoman, capable and all. && I will be like her one day (they eat foie gras with french fries can, i have the FF, i need to wrk towards the foie gras now..)
Chef is the cutest/ nicest chef on earth, because he says hi to me everytime he sees me,
because he helps me when im like a frantic lil spiddeyy,
because he cannot stop telling me what Kim Possible (watch Nickelodeon pls) can do, fly/ kick/ kill enemies, and how fun the GameBoy version is because he bought for his baby girl. (HAHAAHAHHAAHAH!)
Then, they have a very funny kitchen crew, who cook up a storm every night, amazes the guests with such gastronomic dishes
Also not to forget, the very very black Service Staff, serious, very black; where all they do is pinch my fats/ arms/ cheeks and tell me really dsiturbing things and make me laugh liek crap. Hah.
And they have three very nice part-timers, namely, sexy legs, turtle soup and crocodile meat.
But after all the introduction, no, I am not as capable and all like them.
I am not your World class waitress, I think I am jsut the flower pot there -.-
I am not even half of what I am at Ritz or SSM class, awww poor thing, mr goh will be so disappointed.
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But still, I am glad I went to wrk on Thurs to see experience humility yet again.
Once more, bloody cleaners screwed up again.
Chef and I had to like wash the dishes and all FOR THEM, wipe FOR THEM.
&& when alvin (the trainee) and I were busy cleaning up, the cleaners left.
i dont know why they can do that, whent he dishes arent clean, floor isnt clean and what not.
and i dont know why that bloody woman can go for DINNER during operation hours, i didnt even hav my dinner okay.
So, chef just let them go.
&& the next thing i knew, our world class chef was washing the bloody dishes and mopping the damn floor.
where he could just leave like the other chefs/ cooks(?), well, not that they didnt help.
and guess where were all the service staff?
laughing and enjoying life trying to set up 2 PDRs, as if it was so diff that they needed like 5 ppl huh? FULL TIMERS OKAY.
All te black thing did was come in, stare at the last cleaner and diao him. THATS ALL.
oh well, i then looked at alvin and told him, "this is humility", and alvin replied, "this is teamwork", with the exception of them.
You see, sometimes, I hate HTM students for being so cocky and all. (sometimes, myself)
They think they know it all, but I guess, it runs in the Service line.
& whats with the,
"i've done dishes, been there, done that"??So did chef, and he is down here helping us to clean up, when he can leave early, just so
we can leave a tat bit earlier?
Sigh, this is where TMNT is going to go through for 5 months.
But at least, we learn something today :)
chef is the man! :D
Friday, 7th SeptGodma held a birthday party for Ryan's 8th birthday :)
wondered why she never once did one for meee, because mummy dearest hates parties, oh well ):
You see, aunty annie looked after me when i was just one month old, all the way till.. im like 18 yrs n 1 month old, NOW.
so, she was more or less like my mother, since mummy's wrk took up so much time.
stayed over at her house yet again :)
the one place mummy will let me stay 104382751 years and she wouldnt even worry.
as usual, godma told us her stories till wee hours, 3am to be exact.
; all her adventures to clubbing/ disco nights and everything, the era of fashion she have experienced, how goddad 'tackled' her, the traffic police they raced with, love rivals, bras flying off her nehenh on bike rides cause she was so flat, alot alotmoree :)
it was nvr a bore listening to her stories, because you just want to know that part of her past, it was always exciting :)
& she wants to go chiong with me, with godsis n hubby, :DD
FREEDOM.
Saturday, 8th SeptemberMummy came to fetch and we went to
Uncle's Thanksgiving Service at Sion Pres Church.
Well, every family has one or two dark secrets, my family is the power.
we have probably a dozen, but here's one..
On this day, this dark secret who was forgotten by the society, despised by the society, have returned and brought tears of joy, life and light into our lives once again.
& I thank God for the changes I see in my uncle.
He has tattooss drawn over every milli-inch of his skinn, 5thousand more than mason.
He used to spout words so ugly and disgraceful, mummy would cover my little ears.
He used to go in & out of prison like he was going home, or a holiday.
He used to spend every cent he have on drugs, everything.. and i used to find them in his toilet.
He used to shout and curse at granny, taking money from her and all.
We used to travel all over Singapore to bail him out from all the police stations, mummy used to say, the only police station she have yet to visit was the HQ. (HAHA-.- right mum, mayb if he smuggled bombs la)
We used to fear him, whenever he comes knocking on our door
We used to visit him at the prison, i went to every one in spore alrdy know, and people used to look at my mum n i so differently, as if, the prisonn man's wife n daughter are here to see him. those eyes full of sympathy. mum even went when she was expecting me, can you imagine that image? how sad.
We used to cry whenever we visit gandpa's grave every year, telling him, uncle's in jail again.
I used to hate him, for making life so diff for granny and mum.
I used to hate him so bad, till i refused to drink my orange jucie i got from macs (it was a big deal back then), when he drank out of it. i could still rmb the cigarette smell, thoughts abt those heroin n what not mixed in my drink.. i was only 5 la..-.-
I used to hate him, for having all those uglyy tattos all over his body.
I used to hate him, for touching my head, because i always thought his hands were dirrty, stained with blood, drugs and sin.
but all he wanted to do was, to sayang his favourite niece.
I used to always remind mummy to buy bananas because they were ahgu's favourite, and he had always doted on me, and i liked it when he smiled, he had such a charming smile, even better then those gangsters in Infernal Affair.
I used to hate my sister for not talking to ahgu, but i realise, she hated him more, now, she cannot be bothereed.
But today, things have changed, things are different, God changed him.The moment mummy saw him, she said, "look at him, so handsome!"
and her tears started flowing down. he was all dressed up, all smiles, like a fresh graduate out from a v olddd university :)
he gave a speech, he thanked granny & my mum, my mum cried even louder.
My hatred, my embarassment, my thoughts were all erased.
I dont know, but now i feel like aplogising for doubting his abilities to draw away from the sins he've committed.
but now, i am able to accept him back into our lives once more.
even though it would be difficult to get back into the society, i think what he cherishes most right now, is the family love we have provided.
I'm not good with words, but you cannot imagine how proud we are.
finally, a good night rest for mummy dearest, he finally made her a very happy and proud sister, after 48 years horr. -.-
Thank you to the Brothers, Sisters and volunteers for helping him since 1999, even though he fell hard, he stood up again.
Thank you God for hearing our prayers and guiding him onto the right path.
So yes, the chew family is always an exciting fmaily with really exotic (im serious) stories to tell.
we have universitiy graduates, someone who delcared bankrupt, windsurfer, satay seller, ex-drug addict, malaysian family of.. nvr ending, security screening officer (not chop passport one cann), swimming coach, pilot, tcher, money changer, and lastly, student union's president :DD
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHA! exciting la.
lastly, to my dearest CHEN PEIWEN,thank you for the post dedicated to yrs truly!I hope they are 100% true hor, thanks, i didnt know you were so nice, sexy legs.Also, I would like to congratuialte you as you are cordially invited to join the NEL gang Exco! cuse you stay in NEL area, HAHA!&&, thank you for the inside scoop, i will remain as it is, for now la.always loving you brother & my brothers, kimchew-how may i help chewww?
10:53 AM
I love vintage & rouge-.
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