the relatives came to drop presents off today..
I got 3 (including 1 that was a gift exchange) presents as compared to my sis's mount of uncountable gifts..
2 Signs

1 . I'm getting old.. moving into the adult category and crossed out from the "every child should get presents" category.

2 . Santa apparently really has a 'naughty' or 'nice' list. Which I must have been categorized wrongly.

went for christmas parties.. just thought I share with you about the one I just got back from..
great food.. I'm a complete slave to honey baked ham

then there was Santa, who came to give out presents to the kids..
sometimes, I actually do sympatize with the the lucky uncle choosen to do the role..
the Santa suit's really thick and all that presents ain't light..
the plus point... ermx.. u get to have every child sit on ur lap once and trust me, some children are stupid, they adore him... (come on, can't u tell it's actually Uncle XXX behind that sweaty red suit)

and this Santa signalled me for a C*hivas iced with soda half way through the present giving.
now our future hope.. these little innocent children are going to have very warped views about this C*hivas drinking Santa.

okies.. I'm probably being a little too cynical here... which also kinda explains why I ended in Santa's 'naughty' list... haha

oh.. just to add, I love bartending during parties.. it gets me the unlimited flow of alcohol and the fun in trying out mixtures here and there.. plus I kinda like it there behind the bar.. where I get to just talk to everyone briefly..

it's probably this libbo age where I don't want to join kids in there Xmas 'Pin the Snowman's nose' games and neither do I want to socialise with the adults about either golf, cigars or kids diapers brand..

dun get me wrong.. I like christmas... but I kinda miss my friends..

13 days just passed as if I was stucked in a dream
away from the hassle bussle of city life, responsibliities and humid climate..
I would say.. alot to spend just to force everyone down for quality family time

it was kinda uncomfortable at first.. I think,it's been too long that I have been so used to living out alone, making my own decisions, behaving as a single relation unit.. that it kinda feels weird fitting back into the family unit.. these last 13 days was probably the most no. of quality hours I spent with ,ultimately, these people who are most dear to me.

I enjoyed the trip..
or rather, I enjoyed company I had.

the land of olives, flamengo dancing, siestas, bull fighting, football, Z*ara, Gaudi and Goya.
b- e- a- u- t- i- f- u- l place
the cultural aspects just blow u away..
the amazing architecture..
their gardens, their art, their churches, their city squares
and the rich history behind it all.
so much of the city was left untouched and preserved..
it was like walking into an open history text.

oh, but the cost of living in S*pain is sky high. or rather I would assume it's pretty much like that throughout E*urope ever since the E*uro was implemented...
yes so for those who tot I bought mountains and heaps of prezzies back..
sorry to dissappoint u.. there wasn't really anything I could get..
maybe only perhaps olive oil.. (which even I had a hard time desuading my mum from getting.. *no way, i'm going to lug a bottle of oil in handcarry for a 20hr flight*)

Oh.. was reading ahmah's blog abt the terrible service standards in C*hina..
makes me wonder.. it kinda seems that we take things for granted here in Singaland..
we were all (or at least me) kinda bought up in the everyone owes me, customer's always right, if I have the money to pay u, u move ur a*ss attitude.

yar.. what we deemed as bad service standards is terrible only cause, maybe the standards we use to grade them are just too warped..
just maybe

there was this restuarant I was at, I basicially had to almost beg the waitress to just collect money from me. enough said.. I dun need to tell you abt the ordering process.. haha

haha.. anyways... I'm back from that dreamland the moment I felt the humidity at the airport..