In case you're wondering, I vomited again. Just today, after I got home from Expo. In fact, I have been feeling kind of queasy since the previous vomiting episode last week - and it was so downright embarrassing to puke in front of so many people last week.
Nowadays, or at least for these past weeks, it seems like my stomach suddenly possesses a life of its own, and lurches and purges as and when it feels like. Oh man, this is the second time this month that I've vomited. And my appetite's shot too. Food just doesn't seem as appealing as it usually does - especially when it feels like an invisible hand is clutching and squeezing my stomach.
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. Perhaps it's time to go on a diet. Xiao Wei's matrimony is just a mere 6 days away!!! And I'll be ushering. Gosh, I can afford to lose some weight. Prettier, you know? Haha!
Anyway, we had our last Cell Group Meeting on Friday. I was supposed to meet up with Kelvin Lim and Ben Toh at 12pm at IMM, to shop for our BBQ stuff. However, due to the internet hiccup, I had trouble email-ing over the Song Sheet to Xiao Wei, who will print it out in her office. Finally, after much ado, I managed to send the email via Hotmail. And lo and behold, just when I was about to step out of my house, my Grandma - who had gone out hours earlier - bought home some food for the family.
She had purchased a Tau Sar pau and a cup of fruits for me. Well, it's a well-meaning gesture, and how can I let her down? Thus, being the good-girl-cum-princess that I've always been and despite that I'm getting late for my appointment, I quickly ate the pau. The cup of fruits is my favourite (I'm kind of a hypochondria), and there are 3 fruits - dragonfruit, papaya, and pineapple. The dragonfruit forms the 1st layer; and I've always loved dragonfruit. The papaya forms the 2nd; and I've always adored papaya.
I can't say the same for pineapples, though. I can't take sour. For goodness sake, I can't even tahan oranges. So sweet!!! So sour!!! Anyway, as my Grandma was seated at the dining table, this smart, sweet, and lovely princess here (i.e. yours truly) had to put on an act. Well, I can't possibly break her heart and dump the remaining pineapples into the bin, can I? Thus, obligingly, princess here had (no choice but to) force the tiniest bit of pineapple that I could find down my throat. All these without grimacing, you know? What a tall order. I had to curl my toes under the table. SO SOUR!!!
Come to think of it, it's rather ironic, really. Here I am, racing against time, but yet, still stuffing sour pineapples down my throat.
Anyway, I reached IMM at close to 2pm. The 2 guys were almost done with purchasing the food, and Ben was jesting me, "You've good timing, hor? People about to buy finish liao, then you come." Geez... Blame it on Yahoo! and the sour pineapples. Haha!
We bought loads of stuff for the BBQ, and man, the receipt is so super-duper long. Gosh, I've never purchased so much stuff in a single receipt before. We ended up with 9 plastic bags - all of which was shared between me and Kelvin Lim when Ben went off to deposit the trolley. To be fair though, Kelvin Lim carried most of the heavier stuffs (e.g. 1kg of sting ray, prawns, satay sticks etc), while I carried the lighter ones (e.g. veggies, sweet corns, sweet potatoes, chocolates, charcoal starters, marshmallows, bread, 2 bottles of sparkling juices etc). But nonetheless, it was so heavy!!! The BBQ is meant to cater for 16 people, you know? So heavy!!! Gosh, both my arms ache the next day.
Anyway, the both of us proceeded to meet up with Zhi Wei and Xu Bin at Jurong East interchange. We jaywalked across the road, and upon seeing a car approaching, Kelvin Lim was like, "Faster... Car's coming." However, my load was so heavy and I was carrying 2 glass bottles of sparkling juice, and I could barely run. So heavy!!! I replied cheekily and nonchalantly, "Aiyah, they won't dare to knock us down one, lah." And Kelvin Lim diao at me. Anyway, speaking of which, one of the drivers was sooo kind. He/she actually slowed down while approaching, and I threw him/her a paiseh smile in gratitude.
Xu Bin was at the nearby NTUC Fairprice, checking out the pricing for otah. The 2 mean guys then abandoned me with the 9 bags of groceries at the interchange, and left to join Xu Bin. Ben was the meaner one - he even dumped his guitar with me (!!!). Oh man, this is so embarrassing! I felt like an obasan, with 9 bags of groceries at my feet, and a guitar at my side. Thankfully, Zhi Wei arrived soon after. Seeing my pathetic plight from afar, he pretended not to know me and tried to sneak off. Am I so silly as to allow a such thing to happen? I hastily grabbed him by the sleeves and dragged him back, and the both of us basked in the "glory" together.
Taken from my mobile camera: the super-duper long receipt (with Zhi Wei's mobile phone as a gauge for size comparison), and Zhi Wei and me basking in the unglamorous glory together. I think I'm such a talented photographer. The 2nd picture doesn't even look like I'm taking the picture using my right hand, does it? It looks as though someone took the picture for us, hor? Heeheehee!
Ok, fine. I'm a narcissist. I've had loads of training in taking self-portray pictures. Fine? Hohoho!
Anyway, we reached Kelvin Lim's place at 3pm plus, and proceeded to prepare the food. At 6pm, we adjourned down to the Function Room to decorate up the place with balloons. Man, the room was quite a disappointment. The floor was filthy and dusty, and Kelvin Lim went up to get a pail and a mop. After which, I proceeded to mop the yucky floor - to much ribbing from my dear beloved Cell Group Members. Xu Bin was saying that I have to rinse the mop after moping every 6 floor tiles, while Zhi Wei kept calling me "Maria". Oh man, they're so irritatingly and fulsomely sweet.
We had our Thanksgiving CGM, and 3 awards were given out - Most Beautiful Feet Award, Most Willing Heart Award, and Transformation Award. After that, we had the long-awaited BBQ (yum yum!!!). CGM ended late at around 9.30pm, and we had not much time left for the BBQ. There were still loads of food left when Dequan, Daniel and me left the place at 11pm (which is really way beyond late, considering that we live in SengKang and Punggol, while Kelvin Lim lives in West Coast). Fearing that we would have missed the last train at Outram Park Interchange, we took bus home all the way.
At Hougang Central, we boarded bus 80 to take us back to SengKang. Lucky Dequan and Daniel - bus 80 goes straight to their house. For me, I was starting to get worried. Most of the buses terminating at Punggol Interchange do not service till so late into the night (it was already slightly past 12.30am when we boarded bus 80). I was resigning myself to the doomed fate of walking home from SengKang. It's not as thought it'll be the 1st time anyway - I had walked home alone from SengKang Interchange and Rivervale Plaza at 1am before. Both are a long 45-minutes walk, and it being close to 1am in the morning, I absolutely have no burning desire to do it a 3rd time. What if someone kidnaps me and sell me to Bangladesh or Calcutta? I want to go to New Zealand, Australia, or France!!!
Thank God, Dequan caught sight of bus 82 when our bus 80 turned a corner. I transferred buses gleefully, and reached home at 1am on the dot.
So beat! What a tiring day.
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