30-07-06` colgate dinner

attended the colgate dinner.

everyone looks gorgerous :)

despite the feverish encouragement from the Q&M boss, to go up front to the other subgroups to introduce ourselves, make ourselves known, "hi, i am hello hello hello, i'm still single and available", we still preferred stick as a DT group. we're a whole lot of anti-socials, blahs!

seen a few familiar faces there. undergraduates from NUS, DOs from NDC, HPB.

the dinner turned out to be a 8 course dinner (just like a wedding banquet) with little gifts for each guest on the table. (joyce's 'must bring home item' even it were to sacrifies the dinner, weiwei frantically looking for ppl to exchange her green colour handphone strap for a pink colour one)

future joyce boyfriend / husband please look out - she loves to eat VINEGAR concluded from the way she added the amount of vinegar into her sharks fin, counted by SPOONFUL. how i know? because the thought of her environmentalist teacher who inspired her the "thou should not kill" mentality. she happily added vinegar and pepper, and i had to finished it for her. a way of getting back to me perhaps?

the big bosses went toasting to every table, and we started to have butterflies in our stomachs. for a simple reason that we're kind of outta place there (considered nurses in a room full of doctors) and our table is gonna achieve the highest pitched 'yum seng!'

more butterflies as certfiticate of appreciation was distributed one by one on the stage. OMG! had a feeling of impeding doom as i recalled that im gonna be the first on the list becos of the 'C' surname. but i soon realise the good thing of being senior there - can sabo juniors to collect for all of us on our behalf. lols! but the host started reading names before we can stop him. "MR cheng swee lim" *ARRRRHHHHHHHH. parents, please don't give ur children names that cant differentiate the genders. i'll have to tell my parents that.

we ordered a glass of wine before we go. the waiter was giving us that kind of 'huh, a glass of wine?' look. oh man, we looked underage? maybe that might not be the case if we were to ask for a glass of FRESH MILK. hahas.

went home with feet full of blisters. OUCHS!