May 04, 2008 09:19
Davide, Puay & I headed to Little Italy for a nice Italian lunch @ Cafe Pompeii. IT WAS AWESOMENESS.
I will go back there again, this time I'll bring Jeannie along. Cousin, are you reading this?!?!
Then we went to Modern Pastry Shop and I got myself a HUGE chunky bar of nougat torrone.
The pastries and cafes here are fantastic. You'll never ever be able to find any back home.
Which brings me back to my number one concern.
I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME !!!!
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Anyway. Puay and I were complaining yesterday that the people back home,most of them anyway, don't really show us any appreciation and take us for granted. We agreed that we definitely miss our friends more than they miss us, since one more less person there doesn't really make a lot of difference.
Like how many of them actually bother talking to you? How many of them actually want to talk to you,hear you and how you are without wanting you to buy stuffs and ship it back for them or appear seemingly half hearted when they talk to you? Talk about shipping; how many of them actually text you to thank you for thinking about them when you are all the way here, excitedly buying stuffs to ship back to them cos you can't find these in Singapore and you thought they would enjoy it. But instead of a "Thanks! I LOVE IT SO MUCH." or even a simple, THANKS, we get? NOTHING.
We are UNDER APPRECIATED. Which is why I didn't bother buying any more stuffs for the people back home. Except for some. I spend all that money and for what? Not even a word of thanks. (mind you shipping costs here is BLOODY EXPENSIVE).
Worse still, a "Hey buy more!" for the case of Puay.
Sometimes in these instances, it is not hard to figure why going back seems like such a drag.
whiney geri,
boston