Memories of the Wind.

These were photos taken weeks ago, courtesy of Jow's superb camera phone. Jow, Ah Chua and me were at Chinatown that day to scout for travel packages to go to Bangkok for holiday. In the end, we decided to book the air tickets and hotel separately.

Lunch was imminent after we met and hence we went to one of the complex to settle our devilish cravings. We had our fill when Ah Chua decided to treat us to something cool after I had coolly taken on the challenge of eating Duck wings, heart and tongue. EEEKS.


The one on the right with the tentacles is the tongue and the one that is skewered in a row are 3 duck hearts.


I am smiling broadly with the duck heart at my mercy but seriously, I wasn't too amused at the thought of eating the heart. It has a rubbery texture and certainly does not whet my appetite.

Rating:
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After that little misadventure, we went to Casualpoet, a place which I have previously recommended.



Ah Chua looking very happy.



Don't act shy la, Jow jow. We know u are big.


Say Cheese~~~


Xiao Ye mao~~~


A picturesque view of the place.



lalala~

Overall, Casualpoet is a nice place to have a cup of coffee and talk with your friends while you laze through your entire afternoon. =))

Labels: fun, moo moo chua., pictures

“你好。
来一杯默默茶吗？”

“hmmm, 就一杯吧。”


如果害怕一个人享受丰盛的晚餐的话，
就添加多一副碗筷吧。

唉..
都添加了十副碗筷了。。
怎么还没人来呢。
肚子撑死了。

~~~~

月光透过铁窗照进黑暗的房间，
影子映在墙上，
像冷冰冰的美人。

来开舞会吧！
我跟着影子
一起手舞足蹈~



~~~

“你要走了吗？”

“嗯。
谢谢你的招待。”

Labels: Chinese Writes, moo moo chua.

星期四的默默茶
Thursday's moo moo chua.


只想享受，

捧在我手里的默默茶。

续一点温暖，

珍惜这此刻的宁静。

我的字句，

代替了言语。


不加糖，不加奶，只加眼泪。
No sweets, no milk. Tears please.
~~~~~

I guess you have been wondering what the heck is this Thursday's moo moo chua about. Well, if you have been a fond and loyal visitor of this blog, you must have come to realise a trend that I have been setting. I love to create columns in this blog and the notable ones include "spooky tales", which was the forefathers of the respective columns that follow. Other better ones include "Mr Black and Mr white", "The Adventures of Bubble" and my most accomplished masterpiece,

"Friday night is the mood for love."

Now, why choose a name that sounds remotely similar to "Friday", except the difference in the day of the week? Actually, Friday was chosen last time simply because I love the name and the very atmosphere at that time of night creates the perfect mood for blogging. Furthermore, Sk is my mutual advisor cum buddy during the journey back home after Yishun session where we breached on the topic "love". The journey was never boring. However, my inspiration started to wane after the stop of Yishun sessions and hence the end of "Friday".

Besides, Thursday has its important significance in my heart. Thursday was the day when the first girl that I really liked called me over the phone to talk because she was bored and though the entire conversation lasted less then 5 minutes, that was enough for me to remember it for a good ten years. I remembered another time when I hummed a tune which I created to her over the phone and it was Thursday too. Thursdays are when miracles happen.

In addition, my first sweet outing with my buddy happens to be a Thursday, if my memory serves me well. And and and~~ her birthday falls on a Thursday this year. And my birthday is on Thursday this year too!!! Haa..

Thursdays are when miracles happen and when we take a sip of moo moo chua.

Intrigued that I use 默默茶 (moo moo chua)?

Because moo moo chua is actually a fantastic friend and a 好男人. I am not doing an advertisement for him but whoever marries him will be very blissful, that is for sure. I am just stating plain facts.

However, that does not really answer the question yet.

Hence, here comes to the most intrinsic part of this post. This new column's aim is to write about the views and things that the 好男人 will do and will not do. It will probably stretches till my birthday, which will mark the end of this column. Hopefully, this will be fun and enjoyable.
Till next week before we meet.


Dedicated to whoever understands.
平凡的语气，那么苦涩的回味。
欲夺眶而出的泪，却又落不得干脆。
我找寻着的美，总是比我狼狈。
冥冥中是否，谁又属于谁？

Labels: Chinese Writes, Fri nite is the mood for love., moo moo chua.