Sunday 31/8/08Chow and I headed down to Changi Airport to fetch Jasper from his trip to Hong Kong. As usual, he disgraced us, the Singaporeans by arriving in a flowery Bermudas, a roundneck shirt and slippers.
I got a nice Kung Fu shirt from him. BUT!! Got that stupid Hong Kong label there.. -.-“ Jitau sian…
After that, the 3 of us waited with great patience for the grand arrival of Justin, who told me that he will reach at 5.45pm, not the time 8.30pm.
We decided to have our dinner at the Crowne Plaza, Changi Airport’s hotel. Well, we had a buffet dinner, costing us $65.50 each. Aiya, what is that price? NO KICK! I am the son of Ritz Carlton. Any price to us is peanuts!!
The buffet was an asian cum international buffet and the food there ranged from sweet and sour chicken to fresh live oysters to chocolate fondue. Pawnzor, isn’t it?
Such high class food for a high class person, like me!
When footing the bill for our buffet, I did another high class action. I said. ‘Keep the change’ Muahaha! The waiter must be thinking: ‘These boys really rich man’s son.’
Feeling drunk and tired from the million bowls of Drunken Prawn Soup which I gulped, I suddenly felt so rich that I could just throw $50 notes at everybody.
We did another rich man's son action by cabbing home from the airport, cost us another bomb..
Tuesday 2/9/08Eugene, Zhong Jie, I and the 4 girls met up and headed to Hilton hotel for our F1 interview. Upon reaching the HR department at 2.30pm, there were not a single interviewee besides us. I thought: Wah, we very early sia. Cfm get in liao lor. This thought was instantly shattered by one of the managers, who told us that we are supposed to reach at 2pm. -.-“ We were late la!!
Entering the ballroom, there were familiar faces such as Wei Li and Zhen Xuan and many students of SB. After handing in our particulars, we immediately proceeded into training. I do not want to elaborate much on the process of the training. IT FAR-KNG SUCK! That’s all I will say.
Towards the end of the day, Hilton suddenly became a place where the supernatural resides. We immediately escaped the premises and to holier grounds.
Chances of me working for F1 seems miserably small as there are many many other Old Birds flocking in the ballroom. Such as uh .hemtheresaerm..… hem.. uh.. I will not say who la…
3:38 PM
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
