Saturday, July 3, 2010

Tadaima. It's been quite a long time since I last updated my blog. A lot have happened. Start off with FnN first......

FnN: It was 1st of July, Thursday. I wasn't feeling over-panicking like some of my friends. Was thinking back then, what is there to fret over? Just cook naturally and be myself. Even when the last period ended, I was still feeling alright. Then things start to turn about...It was raining after school and I have to meet up with 'mum' since she was going to bring some more FnN stuff to me. She wasn't puntually on time. Then when I returned back to the canteen with the FnN stuff, I suddenly realised my Planning was with 'mum'. I quickly called her (there goes my 50 cents) and by the time I got back, I was just in time to meet my other friends and we all went to the kitchen. Mrs Tan was talking,talkng and talking until 1430! That is an awful late start. Then the damn blender wouldn't work. Have to get and setup a new one. Wasted my time. The second one wasn't good. Only worked a little when I chopped the fruits going in there more finely. Crap. I only started my second dish at 1500pm. Was seriously starting to panic. Wok stand put wrong, Mrs Tan inquiring how much oil I needed......bad. Then while slicing a packet of parmesan cheese with my paring knife, I sliced my finger instead. Din't cry out. Din't shout. Maybe I was too retarded? Was letting the blood dripped into the sink, hoping it will eventually stop. But already the floor and the sink was bloodied. No choice.
Me: Mrs Tan. Got plaster?
Mrs Tan: Why....??
Me: erm...cut myself.
Mrs Tan: Come here.
She helped me clean the wound. Wasn't scared of the pain. Was more terrified at the amount of blood that oozed out from the cut instead that I cried. Din't even smell the blood. Then my whole coursework was delayed. Have to work with one hand mostly. I've completed alll my five dishes at 1645. There were still some who were still cooking away. At first, I was self-assured until I have to start washing all the utensils that piled up my sink. Washed with one hand. Utensils oily so have to rewashed them frequently. Argh! Then need to clean the cooker......Was the last one. Wasn't expecting that. Me. Last. The cut is okay now I think. Just still reddish like it's going to ooze out blood if I were to squeez my finger tight......like a red paint tuber?? But still, I can't be a wimp. It's just a cut. Nothing to freak about.

Yesterday at KFC: Ordered an Ole Ole meal. Yuliany was in emo-state 'cause jealous of something. She finished her meal way before us: Yi Min, Kang Le, Sim Yee and me. Then when I moved on to eat the last piece of chicken.....it tasted awful. The flesh especially was bleah!Even Kang Le complained the skin had a weird stench. But Yuliany was there...yeah. Have to eat finish no matter what. Almost cried. No more eating unjapanese meat! At least, Yi Min sympathized with me once Yuliany and Sim Yee left early because Yulainy had once forcefully asked Yi Min to eat vegetable. After we left KFC, we went to Popular since I wanted to buy manga there. The whole of the day at Jurong Point, they were teasing me about meat..............

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