To mark the end of our internship, we had a BBQ over at Fiona's place allllll the way at Changi~ Not even kidding when I say her place is ulu... we alighted at a bus stop just opposite Changi Women's Prison ok!!! As Huimei would say, it's 'mother far'.
By the way, we were such bitches to be celebrating at her place when her internship hasn't even ended. Sucks to be you, Fiona.
I actually miss our weird talks during lunchtime. Like how every lunch ultimately involves the words 'vibrate', 'text', 'sex', 'kevinheartheartheart'.
And we never fail to mention Fiona and her powerful vibrator of a Blackberry. Whenever she receives a text..."I can feel the table vibrate even though you're seated so far away from me. I wonder what else you use your phone for."
I guess that's why I missed lunchtime and canteen food at MediaCorp the most ;)