Mind boggling Embarrassment

Ohmigosh! I found a new love! And it’s this cafe! The Mind Cafe! Where? At Boat Quay! Get off at Raffles MRT station…walk along those restaurants and shophouses…dodge all offers by the maitre Ds…and tucked in some corner is The Mind Cafe!

And it’s the mostest funnest place to be! It’s a boardgame cafe. So basically, you play a variety of games, with a drink to go with it, and have a thousand and one laughs with it! I think I cracked a rib or two laughing my ass off playing these inane games with some of the craziest peeps of all!

We played several games, including ‘Quelf’, ‘Squint’ and ‘Chardoodles’. And ohmigoodness, if you want to embarrass the heck out of your friends, do play Quelf. It’s sort of a dare-quizz kind of game. Risk? You would also kena the dares too lah.

And I suppose karma decided to pick on me that day, cos yours truly had never been soooo embarrassed in one day.

Let’s see…I had to do a rain-dance-chant for a whole minute in view of other patrons (oh the horrors!), I also had to be mummified for the rest the game (auughh! My red face could still be seen through the loo paper) and of course, sabotaged by Marc, had to be an airline stewardess and act out airline instructions (which Marc had to alter of course). So yes. Embarrassed I was. Gah!

But all in the name of good fun! Haha… So yes, drag your big bunch of crazy pals and head down there.

Thanks to the ol’ Studio 7. Wink-and-touch Marc, Abstract-Queen Joanna, Chicken-dancing Pamela, Eudora-Eudora, Calm Wenhui, Quacking Anusha and Infectious-Laughing Qin You.

So yes, it was a blast. And we vowed to return. Mwahaha. So good games, good drinks and cute staff.

So anyway…after the outing, was heading home. Walking tra-la-la-ing…down to Clarke Quay MRT station…waiting for the train when I realised something horrifying…

I was wearing a different shoe on each foot!!!!! GAH!!!!

I was sooo embarrassed (like the gazillionth time of the day!) and yes my face turned red, and I had NO idea what to do! Like no, I do not carry spare shoes in my bag. Wishing hoping no-one would notice my obviously mismatched shoes (One green havaiana and the other black tickly shoe). Trying to act all nonchalant. So as I entered the train, the lady leaning next to the door, took a look at my feet, looked at me and snickered. SNICKERED! At me!!! I tried to find a seat quickly and tried to hide my feet.

And when walking home, I walked super quickly. I did other things to make sure nobody looks down at my feet. And that included looking hard at something at the sky with a concentrated look (so others would follow). It worked a bit. Clever right? Hah. If I was a bit cleverer, I wouldn’t have worn mismatched shoes.

To think I was in Town!!! The horrors and horrors.

And when I told my family, they laughed. And just, my mom told my uncle. Brilliant. I must be the selengest girl alive!

Haiz…so yeah. I look twice…thrice…and my feet before I even leave the house now.

I’m still wondering how it happened. Muh.

Now please excuse me as I run off to hide under my blanket for the rest of the holidays *Runs off*