Bloated

I have a new hair cut. = )

I look like an army boy. Period. Aka half david beckham, half cockerel.

What inspired me to cut my hair was my laziness to gel my hair everytime I go to school to edit the clips.

Most of the time, I wear a cap. If i wear my cap too much, my brain cells won't have much oxygen to generate intelligence and hence, my reluctance to wear a cap everyday to cover my ill-lazily-styled-hair.

Voila ! New hairdo. I promise to post up pics of my new hairdo. Bite me. I'm narcissitic.

Topic of the day: Buffet

One of the top ten favourite words of Singaporeans. One mention of the word "buffet" would perk up anyone's day from slacker mode to ready to cut queue mode.

I went to a buffet dinner today at Koshin-Bo. Not for the faint-walleted. For the 5 of us, we chalked up a bill of S$170, that is like $34 per person.

Anyway, although Koshin-Bo was a rather civilized place where the prim and proper had their Japanese cuisine, there was still much shoving around during the peak period that I went.

I am guilty of it too as my first order consisted of Teriyaki Udon, 4 unagi sushi, 2 tako sushi, 4 "satay sticks" and 1 sprite. That was just the appetiser. I tore through the buffet menu. I was simply ferocious.

Well, that is not as compared to the neighbours who sat next to me as they were equally munching, and not even taking a moment to swallow.

Our Singaporean culture is to never lose out to the other. That means beat the rest. Do better than what others do. Convert that to buffet language, the etiquette is to pile or order as much as you can, and then eat every single thing until your stomach explodes.

My stomach was bloated as I left but come to think of it, was it money well spent? I mean come on, the meal was so expensive, I deserve my consumer right to order as much as I want !!!

Kiasu or not. Hungry or not. I'm entitled to my money's worth.

Anyone up for another buffet ?