MC

So what were I up to for the past few weeks, masterchef australia season 2 did a good job accompanying me during the hot afternoons at home.

How did it started, as in me and MC, started back in church camp. Surprisingly, the tv in our room has starworld :D Not having starworld back at home, most of my free time is spent watching starworld. yea yea i know, supposed to be a camp and here i am, watching tv. It so happened that MC australia was showed quite frequently. I dunno why, everytime i turned on the tv, 70% of the time there will be MC. I think it was kind of a marathon, showing all the episodes throughout the week during the weekend. So it's a good thing! :D

Now, thanks to youtube, the MC fever continues. While i searched for the picture above, i ter-saw the winner for the season..... nooooooooooooooo. argh, spoiler. Now i have to pretend that i did not spot anything.

It's a nice show to watch, getting to catch the aussie accent, learn some new things about food (like what's basil, fennel, veal..) and yes, it did managed to trigger a teenie weenie interest in me to cook. But i deem that won't last too long. haha.

You know you get a little too much of something/someone when you start seeing it/them in your dreams. And yes, there was one night i was dreaming about MC. I still remember specifically i dreamt about this chef - Heston Blumenthal. I was mumbling his name in my sleep, then i woke up -.- But i would not say i'm obsessed with it. Must be me watching it before i hit the sack. Yea, must be, disturbing my good night rest.

Met up with a couple of my form 6 mates. All i can say is i miss the good old days :)

When i have a hard time deciding which cake to eat, sticking to new york cheese will never go wrong. haha.

I think this will be the most productive day out of all my holidays. haha. Managed to cross out a few of the to-do things on my list.

First thing, my passport. 2 weeks back i headed to the terminal 2 in the old subang airport, thinking it is still at where it used to be. I was quite surprised when there isn't many cars there. After asking an aunty..

"Sudah pindah lah!"

Err, sorry lah, how i know wor.

Since it was during the school holidays, i thought i might as well wait another week after the school holidays end to avoid the crowd. This time i do my homework in advance, i google map first. haaah.

I tried using the subang airport way but couldn't find it. i even stopped at a char chan teng to ask the uncle where is plaza glomac. He didn't seemed to get what i mean so i told him the passport place, then only he get what i was talking about.

"Passport then say passport lah, you say glomac how i know? "

Err, okay, uncle not in good mood.

Okay, ended up i use the kelana jay way, actually not that hard to find, just turn in after shell, then you can see signboards directing you towards the place. It didn't take me very long, maybe i was early. The procedures were pretty fast. I waited for an hour for it and done!

Cuz i applied the passport for oversea students, so the lady asked me which bandar in singapore do i stay in. I was thinking, does singapore even has a bandar? I was telling her no bandar, then she look at me, "you belajar sana you tak tau ah?" (what!)

Err, okay, i memang tak tau singapore has a bandar. In the end, another man came and ask, which part do i stay in, like woodlands or bla bla. The truth is, i don't even know what place i stay in. I said clementi and so clementi it is. Well, at least it's NEAR to where i stay. On second thought, i think it's kent ridge. Dunno lah, nevermind.

After that, went to the car service centre. Boss told me have to wait for an hour plus. Not so bad right, so i waited. And waited, and waited.... for 3 hours!! The boss talked to me lah, maybe he pitied me waiting for so long. haha. But seriously, my attention span did not lasted very long. He did most of the talking and i just gave him one word replies, trying my best to keep smiling :]

Later on, headed to buy shampoo. yes, shampoo and conditioner. Being lunch hour, I didn't want to drive in the streets and look for parking, knowing it'd be hard so i parked at the road side. illegally with the sign zon tunda. But you know being human, in your mind you'll think, yea right, zon tunda, what are the chances? somemore there are other cars parking also, nothing wan lah. I just need 10 minutes. So i bought what i needed to, and guess what i saw after i stepped out of the kedai? Our lovely blue tow truck and the lovely officers in blue! I was praying please, not my car.. I saw a kelisa behind the truck, ready to be tow away, and a lady begging the officer. She looked really desperate and i felt sorry for a moment for her. But i have no time to feel sorry for now, needed to save my car first. Seeing my car still in front of me was a huge relief. Okay, no saman paper, checked. No kunci on my tyre, checked. I quickly hopped onto my car. Right after that, another tow truck came along. Thank God man! If i spend another 10 minutes mingling around, i might find my car missing!

So, lesson learnt, zon tunda really means zon tunda!

Here comes june, the month which reminds me there is only one month left before going back Singapore.

Still a list of things to do and groups of friends yet to meet up :/

That includes Kung Fu Panda 2!

Off to malacca tmr for church retreat.

I wonder who is my roomie..