The Irony...

of some absurd advertisements...

Why put a Caucasian to advertise for Asian lashes? Zhang Ziyi's an ambassador for Maybelline, no? Why not her? Cos her lashes too short to advertise for lashes? Cos she's Asian?

The most pain in the world has got to be The Itch.

And the worst place to have any part of your body to itch in the middle of the night is the bottom of your feet. Damn freaking it-chay(!!), and damn difficult to scratch hard enough to satisfy the deep itch. And of course, you need to like wake up to scratch labouriously and furiously at your feet, which effectively drives away every single sleeping bug.

The Itch has come to haunt me...

Stupid dum-dum...

It was JX's 24th birthday yesterday. To me, I think 24 is a big thing. Like, it's 2 full cycles of the lunar cycles. How many cycles can you live till you die? The first being 12, when you hardly remember anything. I remember it being pretty sad. It was always the mid-year exams then. I thought it sucks really to have your birthday sandwiched between examinations. No one can really remember because they're too caught up with their mugging, and you can hardly celebrate, even on your own, because the thought of the need to revise is weighing at the back of your mind. I'm all beyond that anyway, but JX's 24th birthday had to be spent that way.

Sucks...

But it's his last birthday to be spent as a schooler.

And we spent the entire day in Vivocity. A place so near to my workplace. (-_-)

A really huge place with shiny slippery floors, bright colours and overwhelmingly blasting air-conditioners. We had a late lunch at Secret Recipe, hung out for a while in the arcade before moving on to the movies. Death Note. He really liked it - "unbrilliant" he said. "We gotta catch the anime!" ...:)

Glad he enjoyed himself.

Cos, I think it is a day of bad service. I mean, ok, it's not anyone's fault that the kitchen of Secret Recipe has only one chef. The manager probably screwed up by not planning the timetable right. But explanations, dear, explanations. Customers were left hanging in mid air with empty stomachs (though not mine's not, otherwise I would have exploded. A hungry Em is an angry Em.) It's sad to see the manager scurrying around and getting bombarded by impatient, angry customers who circled around her. Anymore barbaric, they would be stoning her and skewing her to barbeque.

Ah well.

And then, we were supposed to watch the 3.30pm movie. Happily (with goosebumps and shivers) entered the Artic-like theatre. To find out that the theatre was almost full, and people sitting in our seats. Upon checking tickets, SHIT, we were given the wrong tickets. 12.30pm show. WTF?

Ok, and we rushed to the ticket counter. And Clarence (I remember you, CLARENCE.) was a farking rude attendant. I was courteous enough - knowing that I could be nasty if I want to, but since he didn't serve me before and it was not his fault (I just want to watch my movie, damn it), well, I thought I tone down. But HEY, he dared to show JX and I his attitude, and even reprimanded us, to check our tickets the next time, "Next time, REMEMBER to CHECK your tickets."

!!!!!!!

WHAT? No apologies, NEVER MIND. You still say all those crap shit when it's also the ticketing fault?? All the customer's fault la?

What sorta attitude is that? I just grabbed the tickets and fumed off. Nothing to say because JX, being the nice guy (probably cos it's his birthday and being in a good mood and unaffected), apologized. Or maybe he knows that if both of us blow up, things will turn nasty.

I can't take it lying down. Is it because that both of us are dressed casual, and we looked just like mere students who can be bullied and reprimanded? I could go like, "Excuse me! Don't make it sound like it's just our FAULT! You look like a temp! I want to see your MANAGER! Your attitude is really bad! I want to COMPLAIN!" I mean, I got a few hours to the next show anyways. I can make good use of that few hours to make your life miserable, bitch.

So, in the end, JX tried cheering me up after we got snubbed by the ticket-boy. (GRR)

And it's not all too bad, we sat at the roof of Vivocity, overlooking the waterbay, seeing Sentosa and the Merlion peeking out of the forestry green.

It's been so long we even did anything like that. Hardly any time. Me - working, him - mugging.

We even played $4.00 worth of arcade games. When was the last time we plonked a token into the slot and fired away at dinosaurs and zombies? I can't remember.

It was his birthday, but I felt so happy too. It's like I celebrate my birthday twice a year. :)