What Nadine Means

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. (In a way, I guess so…)
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. (Ohmygosh! This is so true!)
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. (ZOMG! Uber true as well!)

You are usually the best at everything… you strive for perfection. (Um, not really.)
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. (Uh, no, perhaps, sometimes.)
You have the classic “Type A” personality. (What is a “Type A” personality?)

You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. (Eh, I don’t know, not really and definitely not. My ducks are sometimes in a row, I think.)
You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. (Uh, no. I’m just a lowly bartender getting thrown to the floor when not needed.)
People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality. (Totally and maybe. Dominant? I guess so, sometimes.)

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It’s easy to get you excited… which can be a good or bad thing. (Ohmygosh! YES! Little things make me excited! Wait—not in that way!)
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don’t stick with any one thing for very long. (OH WOW. This is SO true! This is really freaky…)
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. (Depends on what the goal is and what my mood is like. My biggest problem is actually being unable to finish what I start.)

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. (Yes, I don’t know, yes. I used to get along with almost everyone. Now, it’s rather… hard.)
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. (It does?)
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. (Quite true, somehow.)

What’s Your Name’s Hidden Meaning?

Anyway, Happy 23rd Birthday Zefeng! I’ll meet up with you some time next week Can’t believe we’ve known each other for so long and yet we’re still in contact!

Yesterday, I gathered Edmond, Jolene, Charlene, Allan and Jianling to go cable skiing at Batam. Moses came along as well and we reached Waterfront Cable Ski Park at around 10 (Batam time).

Truth be told, I was disappointed to learn that we were not the only group there. Apparently, there were about another three groups and one of them happened to be Jo’s and my teammates :?

Anyway, we started and I was pretty glad I could manage to stand on the board

Edmond fell many, many, many times. And for the whole day, he only managed to stand until the first turn. He learnt much faster than me on my first try.

Edmond trying out

After a number of tries, Jo switched to being a spectator. I’m sorry sister! I hoped you weren’t bored

Jo flying
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It was Hans‘ birthday on Wednesday and after work, I was asked to head to Zouk to celebrate. The thing is that it was Mambo Night. And I hate mambo nights. But, it was Hans. So Charlene, Vincent and I ended up heading there.

There were a few polished 42 Below bottles by the time we arrived. So we shared a bottle of Moët & Chandon for the birthday guy.

Even though Charlene said she hated mambo nights, too, she somehow could totally fit into the dance crowd with all her dancing actions. And I will hate her for dragging me up to the platform where I had to move my stiff body awkwardly to the disco tunes.

I hate mambo nights

He made me down a glass of red wine

Whee!
Can’t remember who, Charlene and I

The White Rabbits under one Loof
High and Dry

It was like some drinking Sunday or something. As Charlene and Charlotte’s folks were out of town, they decided to host a house party. So after work on Saturday, (or early Sunday morning considering we got off at about three in the morning) we made our various ways to their place with mixers and ice (food, snacks and alcohol were provided).

When we arrived, Johnson (the part-time chef) was there and, yes, he was frying the finger food in the kitchen. And I, being the bartender, was asked by Charlene to make a massive mojito with this fruit punch bowl. It was a trial and error thing but it turned out to be pretty good. Bacardi and Absolut didn’t interest me but the wine did

We made a hell of a ruckus playing house and trance tracks off Santos’ iPod, playing group games, daring each other, drinking, smoking and just talking the roof off and the condo-management had to rap on the door three times :?

Around seven, everyone was pretty worn out and started leaving a couple of hours later. Edmond was pretty tickled by the fact that Saufi was pretty tipsy. As we walked out to the road to get a cab, the latter was singing “7 Days” by Craig David, saying the most random things (like how rare it was to smell the early morning air) and waving and saluting at every single vehicle that drove past us

As everyone made their way home, I made my way to RSAF Open House 2008. I know, everyone said it would be boring but I just wanted to go for the heck of it. Ha! Still, after all, I did want to get a license once

After that, I had to meet Weili since he wanted to surprise my colleagues at work by popping by (and trying to get free alcohol and beer. HAHA!) And since I was there a couple of hours before my shift started, my AM actually offered me beer!

It was a nice quiet Sunday with customers popping by every now and then. But, man, I was really tired since I was drinking and had no sleep at all :?

* Shack (from TalkingCock.com):
To be extremely tired. Not to be confused with “shag” (the British colloquialism for having sex) even though it’s often misspelled that way in Singapore.