I cant believe i'm still blogging abt xmas, like one month later... -_-''

yes i noe, very slow. but what to do. i've been busy. and when i'm not busy, i'm going out. hahaha...

so anyway xmas eve! i like xmas eve, it's like one of those rare occasions when les will finally wear shirt and jeans instead of his usual lok kok tshirt and berms hahaha...




that dress is one of my bdae presents from my frens, by the way! =)

we met up with his frens for dinner at this korean bbq place near NUS. just opposite haw par villa in fact...



because there were alot of us, we managed to get the room all to ourselves, complete with the zhen zhong korean way of eating dinner... sitting on the floor! which is more special la, than the normal tables and chairs they have outside.

and the food!



you think the above looks a lot?!?! wait till u see the whole deal...




but truthfully speaking, as much as this is one of the most authentic korean food i've ever tasted, it's totally not worth it.

it's not exactly very filling, and i feel like we're paying mostly for kimchi. the meat takes up a pathetically small amount of the total food we ordered. oh wells.




and so much speculation about wat the above is. marshmallows is the famous choice. stoopid les told me it's something that they're goin to throw into the stove and start a fire with to barbeque the meat... -_-''

turns out the waitress poured warm water onto it, and immediately they expand to become wet towels...

and fruits at the end of the meal!




my hair looks amazingly black in that photo... -_-'''
by the way, i wanna do something to it. i'm bored of it. haha...




we went to this ulu pub near NUS after that, called cicada. seriously, without a car, it's almost impossible to reach this place.




nice place, but kinda lacking in the xmas ambience coz it's too quiet...




apparently this place sells really solid desserts and i think everyone's still hungry aft the korean meal so we ordered 4 desserts to share.




okay i cant rem what is what. it's freaking 1 month ago!
but i do rem the chocolate cake (bottom right photo) is the best of the night.

everyone was fighting to get more bites out of it hahahha...
the tiramisu is not bad too.




we ordered 2 bottles of wine, 1 red 1 white.
i can never get how ppl can love red wine. it's so bitter and so yuckingly disgusting.
white wine is superb though, i totally love it. =)




and i never knew they use different kinds of glasses to fill red and white wine.
the glass used for red wine is usually bigger, never knew that!






i just finished reading Jodi Picoult's "My Sister's Keeper". and kudos to her, for yet another amazing heartfelt book she has written.

she's an amazing writer, i seldom feel like crying after reading books and she managed to do that to me.

this is like the 5th or 6th of her books i've read, and i cant get enough of her.
And this is my favorite part of the entire book...

"If there was a religion of Annaism, and I had to tell you how humans made their way to Earth, it would go like this: in the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something so much brighter that seemed to fill up all those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife. By accident, because that is the way most things happen, she poked a hole in the night and out spilled a million stars, like a fountain of tears.

Horrified, the moon tried to swallow them up. And sometimes this worked, because she got fatter and rounder. But mostly it didn't, because there were just so many. The stars kept coming, until they made the sky so bright that the Sun got jealous. He invited the stars to his side of the world, where it was always bright. What he didn't tell them, though, was that in the daytime, they'd never be seen. So the stupid ones leaped from the sky to the ground, and they froze under the weight of their own foolishness.

The moon did her best. She carved each of these blocks of sorrow into a man or a woman. She spent the rest of her time watching out so that her other stars wouldn't fall. She spent the rest of her time holding on to whatever scraps she had left."

- Anna, "Her Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult