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Tuesday, August 14, 2012People I'm Proud OfJuly 9, on Facebook Messenger Chua Jia Long: *izzy should i go to africa?? *climb mt kilimanjaro *go hunt with bushmen Isabel Chia: *YES *i'm planning to go next summer *you should totally do it *if you catch a wild boar, please tell me Chua Jia Long: *kill, you mean *i don't think there are wild boars there *maybe wilderbeest Isabel Chia: *HAHA wilderbeest *you're really a caveman Chua Jia Long: *time to earn that nickname The next thing I know...  The dude is in Tanzania. Sitting on a rock. Rubbing sticks together to make fire. He didn't manage to catch any wilderbeest, but if the picture above doesn't scream 'caveman,' I don't know what does. And oh, just a casual aside: He did climb the mountain. 
I can't believe I got so excited when I realized that I managed to climb to the height of the clouds at Taishan. Please compare and contrast the following pictures:  This is me 'climbing to the clouds.' As for Jia Long...  ... Yeah. It doesn't help that on the day I climbed Taishan, I think the clouds were hanging particularly low because of the weather HAHAHA. Anyway, this is a picture that he captioned, which I found HILARIOUS.  Shortly before this photo was taken, one of the local Maasai was observing me and asked me to jump to see if the slippers fit, I obliged and gave a small hop and a crowd of them laughed at me. My guide later told me that in their culture, for courtship, men usually had to square off by jumping and the highest jumper would win the gal. My guide said they saw my 'jump' and said in swahili: "This muzungu will never get married". Might explain the link between race and professional NBA players. Another possible reason for his dim marriage prospects is his very masculine way of accessorizing.  The dude does all these garang things like hiking the Tour du Mont Blanc and casually trotting off to Africa to climb mountains, and he just has to seal the masculine image by wearing this hat. HAHAHA. But really, I'm just nitpicking. Because I'm jealous. Me: I'm looking at your Africa pictures. You have no idea how jealous I am. JL: Eh you were the one who told me to go for it. Me: I will not be outdone! I can't be as garang as you are, but I will have my adventures too! JL: We will be one-upping each other for a long time then In all seriousness though, I really do feel proud of you bro. I'M A PROUD MAMA. So Jia Long works the muscles, and Ivan works the dough.  I think it was two years back when I bumped into Ivan in Cold Storage at Holland V. Jo, Beu and I were buying minced pork to make our own jiao zi (HAHA), and Ivan was shopping for "some flour and other ingredients."
Me: Oh are you going to bake or something!
Ivan: Yeah I'm learning to bake bread!
Beu: We're making jiao zi and tang yuan! Hehehehehe! *I'm not trying to depict Beu as a weirdo in any way. She just... really is.*
Me: You're baking for fun?
Ivan: Oh not really, I'm actually thinking of starting something small, so I'm experimenting a little...
We said goodbye a few minutes later, and Beu and I discussed what just transpired.
Me: Eh he said he wants to start something small. I think he wants to, like, bake cookies and sell them in Ziploc bags during Valentines Day or something.
Ivan has always been a modest chap, so I shouldn't have been surprised that the 'something small' actually referred to a freaking cafe.
 Like a Boss, because... he is. It's so staggering to think that the classmate that Beu and I used to (mildly) terrorize is now the owner of a cafe at SUTD. He can eat everything in the bakery/cafe without forking out a cent! He can decide to be guai lan and spit into your food without you knowing!    I am clearly raving. I'd charge him for advertising, but this blog is more an 'i eat i trip i do embarrassing things' instead of a certain 'i eat i shoot i post,' so forget it. HAHA. But do check it out at: http://www.facebook.com/BreadYard! I'm thankful to have friends like that who inspire me and keep me on my toes instead of on my ass. They always spur me to dream a little bigger. But just when my heart swells with pride at what awesome friends I have... 1) Winston: Eh so I had to act in this play, and the director was forcing me to be a bird. I told him, "I'm terrible at acting! I'll be a very stiff bird." (If you didn't get that joke, don't worry. It's those who laugh immediately that need help.) 2) Ke Qin, Sieu Ping and I are discussing brunch places after class. Sieu Ping: Have you been to Spruce? Ke Qin: No, where is it? Sieu Ping: Oh it's near some grasslands! Me: WOW thanks! 3) The four of us girls are walking along a narrow corridor. G suddenly exclaims, "Oh no I need to fart!!!" And the most logical move in her mind is to immediately overtake all of us so that she can run to the toilet ahead. J: WALAO NOW WE ALL HAVE TO WALK INTO YOUR FART, We did. I'm traumatized. /edit: So Jia Long has read this post. He's honoured, and doesn't seem to mind that I made fun of his hat. He also wants to visit Ivan's cafe together, which means that I'll be seeing the two imba guys in the same place, at the same time. Excite! Let me know if any of you want signatures. |