who's the whore you adore?

who's the whore you adore?



MIA-ness from the net is the new drug. i have been gone from the net ever since idontknowwhen. but it all amounts to sleeping and resting after the tiring standing plus dashing thru and fro at work.


ramadan has a huge impact on f&b : very hungry people waiting for food, requests of hurryhurryhurry, invisible stares and glares at waiters and waitresses = pressure and unsettling of the heart, no eating during presence of malay colleagues cause it's equals to disrespect = half-fasting, tired, hungry, salivating, eating more malay food than ever, drinking more bandung than ever, ETC. i am in love with the malay culture. but then, i wont marry a malay cause i dont think i want to have a religion. so not being racist here.


tried my hand at closing one of those days. very hot. ate tom yam kung and listened to loud blaring malay songs while wiping the glass; didnt understood a word, but i reckoned it was nice. maybe i am malay inside. oh yah, i have peranakan heritage. haha. tapping my inner melayu.



bored of you bored of me. CHALET tomorrow. gone for three days and may be drunk for all two of it. whee. cant wait! hahaha. then it's back to last few days of work before i quit and then rest, go for mani-pedis, go high tea, shop, spend my cash, meet-ups and more bumming till school.




I WILL MISS SECRET RECIPE.

but so not the black cap.




so now you know where i work.







ta-ta.

xoxo.


i am sad cause mr hottie didnt come with his aunt today.