Showing posts with label party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label party. Show all posts

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Politik Chic-ed

It's been one helluva week. Thanks to all who came for Loof, this party was really about us; you didn't come because there were points to be earned, or for the free food (though I suppose it was a reasonably strong factor).

No, you came because you wanted to come. I had a great time, though I really must resist micro-managing on event day. Note to self. Will we complete the trilogy next year?

Who knows?

Who cares?

We're already famous.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Fare thee well

Bet you couldn't tell we were just mouthing yam-seng!

They got the boss to dress up
Melvin and I
Mr. Mike and I.

Words to follow soon....Kenneth and Jole, you should've been there!

Friday, April 06, 2007

Brewerkz, Freedom Writers, Yong tau fool

Magnum

It was Gracia's birthday too!

Sayheng. With hair.

Brewerkz was great, the turnout was awesome, and if you weren't there... well that's just too bad.

Just saw Freedom Writers, kinda like a Dangerous Minds type of show. Unfortunately, it was almost a carbon copy. The acting was alright, the stories were familiar, but still the against-the-odds, gangland-kid-turned-bookworm feel to the movie still got me sucked into their lives for about two hours. Ok, I guess, but not great.

For dinner, I ate at Vivocity's Banquet food court. I ordered Yong Tau Foo and it was really really weird. The girl making it decided to keep snipping my noodles in half, quarters, eights, and more, until it resembled yellow maggots. I wasn't really paying attention, but when I got to eating it, haha, it sure was funny.

We just looked at the bowl and laughed. Have a blessed good friday all. Peace out.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

U-tah, I-tah

To the world's shittiest drink. *Up yours*. I hate this drink and you can find out why here: U-tah, I-tah. Our stupid version of texas hold'em.

I need to pee.

Friday, March 02, 2007

BM CNY Dinner 2007 @ Grand Shanghai

Shanghainese drug lord



Damn style couple, Eric and Gen

Toto Foto (update: not so lucky after all!)

Group shot of happy people (Back, Left: Jole, Melvin, Mike, Kenneth, Me, Liru, Ping
Front, Left: Shuling, Dawn, Pat, Aaron, Gen, Selena)


Don't ask.

We even had Huang Fei Hong! a.k.a. Andrew

Media monitors are we

Magnum or Blue Steel?

Ten points to Kenneth for acting like a drunk.

Our foto table

I really wasn't ready. Really.

Ultimate tee-ko face

Just had our company dinner at the Grand Shanghai, a pretty classy place, I must say, which, sadly, was invaded by a conga line of drunks and a gyrating auntie from ph*llips. Let me explain.

Being a relatively small group comprising of four tables, we had one corner of the place to ourselves, though we were located right next to the toilet, and hence had a constant stream of curious onlookers enroute to the little boys room.

The main area, laid out like a 1950's Shanghainese lounge (at least I think so), was filled by about 50 or so office staff from Ph*llips. The night started off fine, the rich and soulful voice of the songstress there is reason enough for a return trip, I say. Her voice reverberated around the 150 capacity restaurant effortlessly with practiced ease and poise.

And then, alcohol happened.

Yes, we all are entitled to a few drinks now and then, but getting downright wasted and acting like an inconsiderate fool to the other paying patrons just isn't cool.

Yes Ph*llips. You guys were outta line. Well, you DID form a frigging conga line at around 9pm and yam-senged your voices away, BUT AT OUR EXPENSE.

Do it in your company office all you like. Do it at your niece's wedding for all I care. But when you are but one half of 150 people, you damn well show some respect and keep your nonsense to acceptable levels.

One or two times, heck, five times would've been ok. But you guys yam-senged at least 20 times in a row. Or more. WHY??

Ok. Rant over.

Over to the food. The food wasn't too bad, with the stand out dish being *gasp* the yusheng. Gone were the weird fake green things and overly sweet dressings. I like their yusheng.

The Peking duck was also pretty good. But the food was quite little overall. Oh well.

We tried really hard to have fun though. We went around taking polaroids and posing with ching chong accessories from Chinatown. woo! I think overall the place is really nice in terms of decor and ambience and band, food is ok, but watch out for the other patrons and tr to go on a weeknight lah.

Less chance of meeting horror patrons, damn that gyrating auntie is a bad memory. go away.