Rush rush weekend
Its been a weekend of rush .. maddddd rush.
Disclaimer: If I sound incoherent in this post, that's because I am typing this after 4 glasses of white wine plus some beer plus good food.
Saturday.
It was raining, would have been lovely if I was snuggled in bed with a book. But no, I had to rush for class.. Mum was nice to shelter me down to take a cab, after learning that I was not too inclined to carrying an umbrella.
So I arrived safe and dry in school. Class was intensive, lots of grammar again. Texted the darling that the dinner was going to be at 6.30pm and checked if he was picking me up. He smsed me and said he was held in the the jam at JB (he was there in the morning for golf) and that he was driving like a mad person to school to pick me up. That was about 4.45pm.
He came at 5.30pm on the spot and we zipped back to his place. He needed to get a haircut badly and to change. So we split. I went to buy a bouquet of flowers for my godma while he went to get a quick cut.
6.15pm. We both reached home. He got changed quickly and off we went back on the road, making a quick dash to dinner place.
Lots of cars on the road. We were late for dinner and I could tell he felt a little stressed. Since it was my godma's birthday and his first time meeting them, I guessed he felt a little inappropriate to be late.
Godma and Godpa were nice and forgiving about us being late, when I explained to the golf-fanatic of a Godpa that darling was stuck in JB after golf game. Phew..
After dinner and cake cutting, we went back home before going to the airport to pick dear's brother up from the airport. He also had to pick his parents up from the club. So after a quick shower, we hit the roads again..
I feel tired even typing this. I can only imagine (actually I saw) that he was tired from all the driving and rush. Poor baby.
We plonked straight to bed after finishing IRobot on DVD and concussed immediately.
Sunday.
His cousin's wedding day. There was a luncheon at his aunt's place. The 4 of us (us plus his brother & gf) woke up late and there was a mad rush to use to bathroom.
Rush rush rush.
Drive drive drive.
We reached the aunt's place in time for the tea ceremony. And I met Joan! It was such a small world. Her hubby-to-be happens to be cousin of the bride (from the Dad's side) while dear is the cousin from the mother's side.
Singapore is too small.
After lunch, the group of us went to have gelato and then we drove back home to rest a bit before the dinner.
I needed a hair cut badly, so I ran across to the mall to get it done. It started pouring again. Blah.
Got a haircut and nicely blown hair, ran back to his place to get changed for dinner. Slapped some makeup on and popped in my contact lens.
Reached the hotel super early and loitered around the reception area. Got introduced to his Dad's side of the family. I didn't feel all jittery but boy, he's got a huge family with many funny uncles :D He got teased by one uncle for being so lucky to have a pretty gf when he is ugly. That silly boy harped on that for a while and I was smirking to myself. So silly.
Dinner ended at 10ish but we hung around for a bit to chat with the cousins. Found out one of them went to the same jc I did and knew people I knew, like Ren. What a small world, I say, again.
Yawnnnnnnn. Ok enough of blabbering. I think I am going to collapse to bed.
(if nothing of the above makes sense. that's because I am typing whatever came to my head without editing it)
NIght!
Disclaimer: If I sound incoherent in this post, that's because I am typing this after 4 glasses of white wine plus some beer plus good food.
Saturday.
It was raining, would have been lovely if I was snuggled in bed with a book. But no, I had to rush for class.. Mum was nice to shelter me down to take a cab, after learning that I was not too inclined to carrying an umbrella.
So I arrived safe and dry in school. Class was intensive, lots of grammar again. Texted the darling that the dinner was going to be at 6.30pm and checked if he was picking me up. He smsed me and said he was held in the the jam at JB (he was there in the morning for golf) and that he was driving like a mad person to school to pick me up. That was about 4.45pm.
He came at 5.30pm on the spot and we zipped back to his place. He needed to get a haircut badly and to change. So we split. I went to buy a bouquet of flowers for my godma while he went to get a quick cut.
6.15pm. We both reached home. He got changed quickly and off we went back on the road, making a quick dash to dinner place.
Lots of cars on the road. We were late for dinner and I could tell he felt a little stressed. Since it was my godma's birthday and his first time meeting them, I guessed he felt a little inappropriate to be late.
Godma and Godpa were nice and forgiving about us being late, when I explained to the golf-fanatic of a Godpa that darling was stuck in JB after golf game. Phew..
After dinner and cake cutting, we went back home before going to the airport to pick dear's brother up from the airport. He also had to pick his parents up from the club. So after a quick shower, we hit the roads again..
I feel tired even typing this. I can only imagine (actually I saw) that he was tired from all the driving and rush. Poor baby.
We plonked straight to bed after finishing IRobot on DVD and concussed immediately.
Sunday.
His cousin's wedding day. There was a luncheon at his aunt's place. The 4 of us (us plus his brother & gf) woke up late and there was a mad rush to use to bathroom.
Rush rush rush.
Drive drive drive.
We reached the aunt's place in time for the tea ceremony. And I met Joan! It was such a small world. Her hubby-to-be happens to be cousin of the bride (from the Dad's side) while dear is the cousin from the mother's side.
Singapore is too small.
After lunch, the group of us went to have gelato and then we drove back home to rest a bit before the dinner.
I needed a hair cut badly, so I ran across to the mall to get it done. It started pouring again. Blah.
Got a haircut and nicely blown hair, ran back to his place to get changed for dinner. Slapped some makeup on and popped in my contact lens.
Reached the hotel super early and loitered around the reception area. Got introduced to his Dad's side of the family. I didn't feel all jittery but boy, he's got a huge family with many funny uncles :D He got teased by one uncle for being so lucky to have a pretty gf when he is ugly. That silly boy harped on that for a while and I was smirking to myself. So silly.
Dinner ended at 10ish but we hung around for a bit to chat with the cousins. Found out one of them went to the same jc I did and knew people I knew, like Ren. What a small world, I say, again.
Yawnnnnnnn. Ok enough of blabbering. I think I am going to collapse to bed.
(if nothing of the above makes sense. that's because I am typing whatever came to my head without editing it)
NIght!
posted by Shazza at Monday, April 04, 2005
3 Comments:
You now do sleepovers at his place?? ;) So cute.
Joan
Sleepovers are nice. Ahh .. progessing along nicely. Sweet.
On the topic of high tea .. high tea starts from 3pm onwards. Pray tell, how do we do high tea when you start work so early now? ;o)
Hey Joan - yup, I stay over sometimes on Saturdays.. :)
Fang - I'm going back to 5pm shift soon.. 2 weeks time.. so tea is still a possibility :D
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