so it’s been another crazy week. a lot of events, plus funerals.
but with the passing of one, comes the beginnings of another.
just came back from a wedding too, and my mom just returned from an old neighbour’s daughters’ wedding. yes it was two sisters wedding together. thre brother, who happened to also be my ex-schoolmate is apparetnly already married with a three month old baby boy! and he is just one or two years older than me! how shocking! tsk tsk! wonder when it is going to be my turn.
fyi, before i tell you more stories, i decided not to write anything for the sph competition. partly because, i lack the motivation to write and i have nothing to write too. the stroy came out to be pretty un-original. so i just decided to scratch it. no biggie. if inspiration hits one day, i’ll post my story up here.
let’s talk about Two Fat Men. I went there on Friday night, because i was just dyiiiiiiiiing to go there.
alright, here’s my verdict. Should any of you need a place to work, maybe you should try calling two fat men up. because i think they are short of staff. i had to wait to be seated, i had to wait again to be shifted to the smoking area, because they havent cleared the tables yet, and well.. to give them credit the tables were almost all occupied, but for a small place like that i’m sure they can do way better. i had to wait for them to take my order, i had to wait for them to get my bill, basically i had to wait in order to be noticed. but what they lack in service, they make it up by their ambience, and by their food and prices.
well they basically do thai street dishes as well as some typical familiar western finger food like fish and chips, fies and for thai food, green curry, tom yam and the works. i had the green curry chicken, tom yam seafood and a basket of fries. well, the basket of fries is normal, nothing special, but huge portions. great if you just want munchies. the green curry? one of the best i have tasted, though the green curry at amoy still beats it hands down. the thai tom yam though is a let down for me, though hairus said it was allright. for me, it wasnt spicy enough, and lack a certain oompf. they dont have much cocktails on their menu, and i didnt bother asking whether they could do that or this cocktails.. i tried their spring fling which is like a mojito but with vodka and apple juice and lime juice and mit leaves instead. but pretty weak i should say. i guess most people go there for their beers which is quite cheap. ranging from $5-$9 a pint or half pint. on tap is singha and kronesidunnohowtospellblanc. but they do have erdinger, hoegaarden, heineken, guinness.. actually they have a range of beers. and they are pretty cheap too as mentioned. a huge tower of singha = $52. cheap no? actually, i think along east coast road are a couple of bars where it is pretty good and cheap. oh! and have i mentioned? there’s no service charge and gst. another plus point! everything is nett. Two Fat Men is at 376 East Coast Road, near Katong Plaza.
caught transformers 3 the other day. i must say it was pretty boring. imagine, i fell asleep during the movie. the beginning was draggy, the middle was allright, the ending sucked. GRRRRR. and lucky i didnt buy the gold class tickets for it too.. or else i might have just slept through it all. i wont say anything more about the movie because i’m sure there are a few people out there who hasnt watched it yet and i dont want to be a spoilsport. but i’ll give it a 6/10. watching them transform is still cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool.
this past week had me thinking a lot about deaths. what happens afterwards. no no, i’m not talking about the afterlife.. i’m actually talking about the moment that you are dead. let’s say you were to commit suicide, or you were to die due to accident, or illness, or simply an unexpected death. who would be beside you? who would cry for you? who would come to your funeral? how many people would be there? would any of your friends be present? i know this is superficial, but to judge how popular that person is, one usually counts the number of people that turns up to one’s funeral, no?
i know i am not the best of persons, i have my moments. i know a lot of people hate my guts. i have been mean to a lot of people and i can be such a selfish person and a smartypants. but at the same time i know there are a few people out there who do like me for me, or that i bring joy to their life. but i really would like to know, who would attend my funeral. muslim funerals do not care much for a eulogy.. but when i do die (because three things are certain in life, you’ll die, you get disabled or you fall sick, we just dont know when), i think i would like a eulogy. it would be nice to hear nice things about me, funny stories about me, the stupid things i’ve done. it would be nice to be remembered this way. I wouldnt want my eulogy to be sad, i would want it to be fun. it shouldnt start with “Rashidah was a….” it should start with, “it has been a great pleasure and honour knowing Rashidah. She is such a great person, and always witty. Her brain is such a wondrous machine, that we never know what acts she is coming up with next. She always have an active imagination, and plots such naughty plots and pranks on people. She makes wondrous plans to celebrate birthdays, and most of all she has a big heart. she cares for everyone and everything, and even if she doesnt like the person, she will be the first to help should that person require any assistance. of course that being said, she will usually let them have a taste of their own medicine first before coming to their aid. such is rashidah’s manner of making them learn their wrong ways. i use the present tense still while talking about her, because to me, physically she might be gone, but spiritually she is in all of our hearts, in the hearts of everyone who has been touched by her.”
cheh cheh cheh cheh. =) a girl can hope… but life is still too short to talk about deaths.
what do you want you eulogy to say?
till next time,
much love,
xoxo Shid.
