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Girly talk laughter-filled lunch
11:36 PM
Girly talk laughter-filled lunch

Went out with the girls today for lunch, girl talk and they temaned me job-hunting. Was suppose to meet them at 11.30, when Cla texts to say 11.45. And as usual, I'm running late so I finally reach MPH at 12 just to find that Cla isn't there. Haha. Some things don't change. =p

Did some catching up with Robyn and we spot Cla browsing. Yup, that girl arrives 30 minutes late and casually browses around without calling us first! Sigh, what else is there for us to do but to sneak up and pounce on her unsuspecting back and rub it in? Hahaha... The major question next, where to fill our tummies? Toss a few choices around, Italiannies, Chili's, Ms. Read and we finally settle on Chili's because some people like Chili's a lot.

So dum dum de dum, off we go to Chili's where we have tostada chips and I order the only thing I eat in Chili's, Monterrey chicken! Haha. No, seriously. If you don't believe me, ask Wai Ee because I always split it with her, right Wai Ee? Now that you're in Aussie, who's gonna split Monterrey chicken with me? *sobsob* Anyway, had about 5 refills of that chips and by the 5th round, I could feel a sore throat coming on. We sat there for about 4 hours simply chatting, eating and taking pictures. And Robyn, the molten chocolate cake looks delicious, we'll go back there one day for it, okay?
The chips that gave me the sore throat. 5 refills, 3 girls with individual mains! Not bad, eh?
Robyn's Philly steak sandwich
My Monterrey chicken. Yummy!
The array of delicious food that we gorged on and stuffed ourselves silly.
We got the waiter to take this for us. Look at the messy plates and the unfinished chips! =p
Thank goodness for self-timers!
Another self-timer. This self-timing thing was getting a little embarassing. Lucky thing Chili's has booths so its not really that obvious that you are err camwhoring?
Camwhoring in bathrooms. The ultimate camwhore place. Sigh. I seriously don't know how to camwhore. I can't camwhore for nuts. The camera simply doesn't like me. End of story.
Final picture of the day. This is for all you people who nicely scrolled down the less humanly ones and demanded for pictures, saying that a picture is worth a thousand words. I've got 9 pics up, so that means 9000 words. Haha. And pics were courtesy of Cla's Nikon, thanks Cla. =)

The girls temaned me job-hunting and made me go into boutiques that I wouldn't dream of stepping foot in because I'm a coward. I mean, one of the boutiques had a question that went,

"*Name of company* should hire you because...

I saw that question, went completely blank and frantically whispered to Robyn for help. And this girl genius here who scores a 700+/800 for her SATs says,

"....because I'm very interested in fashion and I'm very good at mixing-and-matching and I have good communication skills!"

Alamak! Robyn girl, thank you for your high regard of my skills but could you put those grey cells of yours to use for my sake and please come up with something a little more realistic that I can pull off if they actually hire me? The communications I can pull off, but the fashion thing?! I mean, fashion and I are aware of each other's existence and we acknowledge that, but to say that I'm very interested in fashion and am very good at mixing-and-matching would really be stretching it very thin. I do pay tribute to fashion as and when it suits me, but I tend to I wear what's comfortable, which doesn't necessarily mean its tip-top fashion. Comfort kinda takes precedence over fashion. =p

Today's outing was great, girls! We should do this more often, more long lunches and annoying the waiters by refusing to move from the table and loads of girl talk. Except the next time round, hopefully the rest of the missing gang will show up. *hint hint*

Left 1U around 6 and went to see his workplace. Most of us who aren't studying now are already in the workforce. Gosh, I feel age creeping up on me. He came over later to watch 'The Lake House'. I was a bit impatient and blurr and I couldn't stop asking questions throughout the whole show. Hehe. The lake house is pretty cool, but it kinda lacks a certain privacy, it being glass and all. The show kinda reminds me of another show I previously watched, 'The Butterfly Theory', which also had this bending of time's rigid rule. Except that 'The Butterfly Theory' didn't have such a happy ending as this one did.

Now I'm regretting the huge consumption of chips. I have a sore throat. Its time for the Difflam and Strepsils and tumblers of water to come out again. Bother sore throats!

Written on Tuesday, July 24, 2007; 11:36 PM

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