Doing It the Korean Way

Only just got home an hour and a half ago. Had a good day out with some Korean friends today! Had a cuppa at the café in the afternoon, had authentic & cheap Korean BBQ at night and drank soju for the very first time in my life!

Friends brought us to this new BBQ place called Tong 86 which has yummy and cheap food but the service wasn’t satisfactory. But because we had two Koreans with us tonight, they knew what was yummy to order and exactly HOW to eat them; dipping the meat with oil & sauce, adding pickled vege on it, wrapping the whole thing with fresh lettuce and finally stuffing the whole thing into your mouth in one go and that! ladies and gentlemen, is how you eat it. Just like how the Korean stars do in the drama series. /Nodding in a wise & knowing manner wtf.

We headed to Northbridge for MORE drinks afterwards. Chilling out in the cold. Literally. Because I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt T_T But I didn’t drink any ‘cos I was driving. It was still fun just chilling and laughing and sometimes not understanding what they’re saying because of their accent, LOL! Such great fun 😀

They reckoned we should do this more often. Like once or twice every month!

I don’t mind actually. In fact I’m already salivating for my next serve of BBQ-ed pork. Oh yummeh!!!

Disappointed

I had a telephone conversation with my mum today over the usual stuff – my work and things with her, my brother and my sister.

I miss them. A lot. Sometimes I really wish I’d wake up in my room in Miri and get ready to go for breakfast with all of them. In fact I have had that feeling a couple of times while I lay subconscious in bed early  morning.

And because I think of them as the foremost important people in my life, I tend to want to get the same attention from them as well. I’d like to think that they actually miss my presence back home. I don’t want to be forgotten or be regarded as a “stranger” in the house for the years that I’ve been gone.

Which is why, whenever I’m back home, I try hard to “fit in” once again. Joke around with my sister as much as I can. Tease my brother with silly insults & comments in front of her so I make it clear that “we’re on the same side”. Manja to my mum and insist on holding her hand/clinging to her arm in public (tsk tsk!), hehe.

But one thing I couldn’t quite do well, was to sayang my little brother like how I publicly sayang my little sister (although I do pretend to be reluctant in buying him expensive gifts but do it anyway just because I sayang him as well). Continue reading Disappointed

High Expectations

Our office is currently recruiting and we’ll be interviewing a couple of candidates these few days.

We just interviewed a guy & a girl today. The guy Hongkie and the girl Malaysian.

Guess who we’ll have tomorrow? Another pair of guy & girl. The girl again, a Malaysian and the guy……

*Drumrolls*

An Italian!!!

My colleague almost shrieked in excitement when she heard this in the meeting room. Oh, the anticipation!

But we’re trying not to put our hopes up too high because he could turn out (how do I put this) – not appealing at all for all we know.

Yikes!