Where is doggie?

Binding

I'm currently doing very mechanical and brainless work. My teaching materials are ready for my next class, but they are not bound together yet. Lousy, ineffecient system here. We decided to use those kind of ring binders to secure the notes, but we have only one machine to punch holes and bind. So obviously only one person can do the job.

Yet, this idiot of a guy told me to manually insert the punched notes into the rings! Wah lau! How to insert?!?! You show me!!! Firstly, the notes are quite thick, so it is impossible to insert everything at one go. Secondly, the rings are difficult to pry open. Thirdly, there are about 20 such rings to go through. Those who have used the machine should know what I'm talking about. He's crazy, but I'm not! Even though he doesn't understand English, I loudly exclaimed "Ridiculous!" and "I'm not going to do it" and followed by "I REFUSE to do it!" Silently under my breath, I muttered "idiot".

What made me fume even more was when he commented about the way Singaporeans work. Yada yada..... At least we are efficient and work with our brains, and not brute force! YOU IDIOT!

Lobsters Galore

This basin doesn't really look appetizing but once I started digging in, I couldn't stop. This is called 麻辣龙虾. They call this their lobster. But the only lobsters that I've seen back home are those huge ones from Australia, definitely nothing like this. Nevertheless, it's one of the most yummy things I've eaten! Right after the meal, I couldn't stop thinking / dreaming about when I'll go back again to that shop.

Roses Are White

You Don't Bring Me Flowers

by Barbara Streisand & Neil Diamond

You don't bring me flowers

You don't sing me love songs

You hardly talk to me anymore

When I come through the door

At the end of the day

I remember when you couldn't wait to love me

Used to hate to leave me

Now after loving me late at night

When its good for you

And you're feeling alright

Well you just roll over

And you turn out the light

And you don't bring me flowers anymore

It used to be so natural to talk about forever

But used to bes don't count anymore

They just lay on the floor

Till we sweep them away

And baby, I remember

All the things you taught me

I learned how to laugh

And I learned how to cry

Well I learned how to love

And I learned how to lie

So you'd think I could learn how to tell you goodbye

Cause you don't bring me flowers anymore

You don't say you need me

You don't bring me flowers anymore

Nobody brings me flowers but that doesn't mean I can't bring myself some!