De one with Break Time

Have a break, without a Kitkat

Alot says I worked too much. When it comes to weekends, it's usually work or head outdoors to thrive the economy. Today, I finally shed my armor sewn with career responsibilities and finally took a break.

The iconic advertisement tagline might say "Have a break, Have a Kit Kat" (Kit Kat advertising, 1950s), today, well.. indeed there's a break alright, there isn't any chocolate bars involved. Sorry gals with sweet tooth and thoughts of me eating your chocolate bars. To compensate what's good's missing, there's long-distance run to and at MacRitche reservoir, a satisfied finishing prior to packing my bag swiftly, headed out to Expo for my race-kit collection.

Surprising to the kit-collectors, including myself, the process was alot faster than expected. Even in the evening! We were dining at the airport, discussed and concluded perhaps a justification to the primed collection had to do with the crowd who probably delayed their claims over the weekends. It's happening at Expo for goodness sake!

Dinner was delicious. There was salad, seafood, chunky fries and Earthquake ice-cream (our very first Trio expedition after two successful victory involving just Clara and me previously). I was thinking, man.. all my labour from the sports activities engaged earlier - the run, the swim were counter-acted.

Oh, I had fun exploring another side of the East today. The part Nth of Dong You Ji ("expedition to the East" in Mandarin) I'd term it. Took me awhile to locate the swimming complex. First was finding the locker. Damn cock. After depositing all my valuables and loading 20 cents into the coin slot of the locker, I closed the door and turned the key. It refused to barge. My first reaction was "Sh*t, I traveled so far just to land myself with a faulty locker". And then, I looked closely, ah! The remedy was staring in my face! It's 2 x 20 cents. Haha. Super unglam.

Next, a quick scan didn't reveal any tanning beds. For a moment the sappy disappointment took over. I thought, sigh, since I've paid for the entrance and here, why not make the best out of it. I swam a couple half-laps and tar-ta! The tanning benches are all on the second storey. Cool! But i didn't approach my desire spot immediately. Waited until the sun shown its magnificent self.

But I must say, the location of the benches were good. As though the architect was a fengshui master. It's strategically placed to enable the commuters to get un-interfered exposure to sunlight. Largely due to its elevated platform I figured.

Tonight, I announced the end of my "mozza stick" affair at TCC. Yes, I'm finally sick of it. Haha. But a bitter-salt decision with the food didn't spoil the night. We had fun playing "Saboteur" at the most unexpected Macdonalds at cinema (that brought back undesirable experience). Haha. It's good old times, the three of us all the way till 2ish a.m.

The perspiration, the laughter and time subsided but the joy and the tan-complexion remained. As we cabbed home and a sine cera prayer for a chum who was already at home, battling with influenza.