Randomness: Ikea Sunday

Disclaimer: Written on a deliriously happy mood, this post simply expanded and expanded. Ah well… a very long post ahead. Sometimes supremely bimbo-tically stupid that you will have to resist a strong urge to punch your screen. Don’t say I did not warn you!

This blog is becoming defunct. Blame it on the tons of assignments that are due before the 2 week break. Blame it on the silly Profs who give out all these assignments and conveniently forget that they have to eventually read through all our professional bullshit so they can give a juvenile score to contribute to our (eventual) professionally printed decorative paper that will be worthless to every organization that we aim to seek a job with and eternally envied by others who happen to not have the same paper.

Well, I should not have much complaints. I am glad that I have managed to cough up enough bullshit to last me through the multitudes of assignments that were due last week. Right now I am busy replenishing the store inside of me so as to fulfill the required supply due in 2 weeks time. In the mean time… wheeeeee….. 2 weeks of plain and simple and uncomplicated holidays!

The weekend was fun. Well, Saturday was kind of wasted behind the office desk, calling the university’s alumni that are most probably a) dead, b) cannot be bother, c) not at home or d) plain rude. But well, I am paid pretty good moolah so I shall maintain my deadly silence and talk about Sunday.

Well, Sunday was immensely filled with randomness that bleed from moment to moment and extend till today. Honestly, it all started out from gym and the light-headedness that comes with the realization of 2 weeks of no-school. –grins widely-

So on a wimp, we went to Ikea, to look at nonsensical furniture that we absolutely do not need, potentially will like, and definitely will want to buy. However, I must clarify that despite Ikea being a furniture super store; it was the meatballs that warrant the tram tickets. Yum! Love the ultra-fattening gravy and simply adore the lingon-berry jam. Although I must add that the meatballs back home are nicer, bigger and better.

Oh! Before I forget, we also got 10 sachets of hot chocolate for 1 dollar. Think about it 10 cents for 1 cup of hot chocolate. Even if I accidentally pour it down the sink, I will make another cup for myself; guilt-free… that is until I think about the poor and starving people. But really they will have no use for hot chocolate cause what they need is other food stuff, but well ahh… 10 cents hot chocolate. =) I think I am already in heaven, and that is even before I die!

Interestingly, after all that, we were resigned to going home and succumbing to the already irresistibly taunting notion of napping. But a stroll past Nandos, and we could not resist. Unfortunately we were disappointed by the charred and shrunken food portion sizes. I understand that the grill shrink food and I understand that the grill sometimes accidentally burn the food that is on it. But there is no excuse for the food tasting so terribly awful really! Almost cardboard-like… -shake head and do the tsk tsk thingy- Disgraceful and disappointing. Never going back.

Opps… I think I wrote much more than I had intent to, shall add a disclaimer at the front and make myself a sandwich with lingon-berry jam. Yum.