Ridiculous

Hellooooo Monday !

Trying very hard to be optimistic about the entire week.

On the brighter note, it's a 3 day week in the office since Friday's a holiday and I've got a shoot on coming Wednesday.

On the down side, I didn't get the best sleep to start off the week.

My series of dreams all consisted of me being haunted by all sorts of ghosts. I remember bits and pieces of it and it's just so weird. Ghost/monster-like extortionist which my bunch of friends called "the shape" or "bentuk" (dd ..u were in my dream .. and yea, ur the one that told me to get my money out about RM5 to give to the 'bentuk') ... which we were later being bugged by this bentuk coz he wasn't happy with the amount we gave it, and then my "agent" came to the rescue .. in which my "agent" was somewhat a ghost/vampire slayer that looked like one of the casts of CATS. -__-! Yea .. tell me about it.

Another dream was about this 3 ghost which were haunting me in the dream ... and the bomoh asked me not to open my eyes while he/she was casting and chanting them away. Apparently one was something like a wolf .. another god knows what .. but looked like that porcupine-like creature from the movie "the village" .. and the third and most strongest one was a scary lamb. When the bomoh said "lamb" I was like .. "aahh??? lamb??" in the dream. But I could felt that it was poking and scratching me for some reasons.

Then I woke up at about 6am to some "singing" or "music" which I couldn't make up .. and I jez told myself it was a "ghost" singing outside. Duhh ....... Soon after it stopped and the school bus drove by ... Vrroooommmmmmm ~

Then back to the CATS dream .. where I was bugging my "si-fu" how I could transform into a cat like him to slay off the "bentuk's" ....

Weird ass !!!!! The whole night was ghostly unpleasant. Does this mean anything?

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I have developed a new OCB ... for shampoos.
Each time I went in to Singapore I was drawn to the supermarkets to find good deals for shampoos and conditioners. I came back last night with a total of approx. 2 litres of shampoo and a litre of conditioner.

Only S$6.80 for a 400ml Loreal Elsive Shampoo!
When I thought I got a good deal at RM19.88 over at Guardians on a sale.
Plus a Vidal Sassoon range which is totally becoming obsolete everywhere.
How can I not stock up.

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We loved the doggie we got Ella for her birthday.

This is one bloody expensive doggie for a 2-year old !

Pug the Nici Dog

But we loved how cuddly it was and the blue bone in the pocket.

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Oooh .. what have I become ?!

Fickle

I said I wasn't a wee bit attracted to the real Edward.

I take that BACK.

So back that when Edward wasn't even immortal.

I'm beginning to fall in love with him all over again.

Plus he's British.

Delusional Fantasy

The infatuation hasn't stop.

I know how crazy I sound now ... he's not even real.

Babe.G keeps thinking that I'm "cheating" on my bf for fantasizing on another "man".
FYI, am not sexually fantasizing him but more like me wanting to be Bella ... in the movie.

Bella's Lullaby has been playing on and on and on since yesterday and it puts me into this whole dreamy delusional world that Edward is standing there in a distance right in front of me. Staring with his mysterious eyes, while I gaze back at him .. his polished image.

*slaps myself awake*

I'm in love infatuated with the character. I was so intrigued by him that I went googling on the real Edward. And I didn't find myself quite attracted to Rob. I'll just stick to the surreal Edward. He's my first un-human love.

And the claws are out.

Jamie Pang: i wanna date edward cullen.

Inez: Sorry darling. He's chained to my bed.
Jamie: You know what the irony is hun? I'm doing him in ur bed ! :D

Looks like I'm bringing back the reading habit into my life again.
We all gotta be motivated by something to do something rite?

Quoted and modified
He's my personalized heroin.


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Operation Ah-Lian Elimination.

I'm still getting used to the dark shade of my hair. I have been living off the so-called blondie for coming 6 months now, which sooooo need to go. The ash-brown has faded into streaks of gold plus with a 2 inch patch of a shade darker from my previous touch up, plus with another 2 inches of my original dark hair, well ... which makes me bloody lian that I can no longer endure. The 3 tier horizontal highligh will do no justice to the image of my salon.

The barest minimum at work.

Shade of dark copper. Not exactly very copper'y. Over the lighter shade of my previous color.
Let's just see what it turns out to be in a weeks time.

I've give up my soul for immortality

2 words ..

HE'S MINE !!!

Cleo's 50 Most Eligible Bachelor 2009

The hunt is on again. And they were hunted down.

And they will be hunted down again by all the aggressive women out there. Roaarrr~ or perhaps Meoowww~ when the nails are all out.

But no fair .. they aren't really consider bachelors when they are sooooo "intact" with someone else. They're jez as good as "single and unavailable". In my vocabulary, Bachelors are supposed to be "Available". Oh what the hell ....

One guy to look out for.

Bachelor #26 - Liew Kah Hoong.

He's on the cover! Need me to throw you anymore ammo?

I reckon' he needs a more glam name to attract the babes. But this down-to-earth guy is not your typical glam chasing monkey. He has a hot swimmers body and God knows what has the editors done to his belly button. I realized the ones that bared for the mag were all belly-button-less.

I know him personally. And I shamelessly call him my "Little-Hubby" before that caused quite a commotion. Retards.

"Little" coz he's younger than me ... "Hubby" coz we're married before.

Only for 2 days ... mainly professional purposes.

However, some people just don't get it.

I hope this picture doesn't cause anymore drama-mama.

And I'm sure the new babe in his life is a cool sweet chick .. who's bloody lucky to find a man who is willing to take her out for dinner, present her with 15 roses to symbolize his remorse, and bring her to the beach to have candles lit with the words "I'm Sorry" .. to apologize for the quarrel they had. ;)

"My relationship deal-breakers are ... whiny, picky women"

I smirked when I saw that line. *evil grin*

Oh well ... I shan't pick on the younger ones. Haha !

Main point ... Vote for Him !!!
Get the mag, vote online, vote via phone .. etc.
Go all the way to KL to whatever club they're hosting the event to give him your support.
Throw him a bra or something. Just make sure it's not filthy with your sweat. ;)

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Singapore's Cleo Bachelor of the Year is so hot its not funny.

Vivian Dawson.
Oh my ~~~

The a gorgeous face and pegs like that. Who cares what's his name.

He looks so perfect that I can't help lusting over him.

And I'm so sure I'd be so overwhelmed that I'd be total retard if I were to be set up on a date with him. OMG ~

Pass You By

One of my favourite songs .. specially dedicated to my Babe-G who's feeling at her lowest now. Please remember that you deserve so much better in life.
I hope that you are able to see the light soon after months of darkness.
And I'll be here for you my dear ... *hugsss*



Pass You By by Boyz II Men

She was like nothing I'd ever known
Her eyes shine like diamonds in a field of snow
Man, that destiny led her to me
Made her feel that life was now complete

A thousand days have passed
And nights gone by
You can see the glow slowly fading from her eyes
Though she denies her pain and her dismay
Know I said this to her anyway

Chorus:
Don't have to stay with someone that makes you cry
You'll end up killing all the love you have inside
Can't hope to see the sun
If you don't open your eyes
Girl don't let real love pass you by
Don't let real love pass you by

I know you are nervous
But take it from me
Cause you deserve so much more than you receive
Listen to your heart and let it show
Don't hold on to your pain
Just let it go, let it go

Chorus

You can find a love you need
If you set your heart free
Girl...
Don't have to stay with someone
That makes you cry
Don't be discouraged baby
Don't let real love pass you by

Chorus

Shagged

Have you ever wondered, no matter how nobel are you in the society, everybody is someone's "Whore". Money does make the world go round and due to this, we whore ourselves to make some cash in exchange for the basic necessities for survival. We're all created to humour our creators when they watch us running around in the foodwhore-chain. I do not mean to be disrespectful to our almighty creators. Just a sudden thought that the so-called creators I am referring to here are those like Neo or Trinity and we in the Matrix world.

For the previous month or so I have been pushing myself as much as I can at the moment to expand the number of digits in my bank account so as to make my 10-year8-year plan realize; which is to retire by the age of 35. Whether or not I choose to whore myself again, that's optional. Pushing 3 jobs into the 7 day schedule is bloody tight. Somehow finally I am dreading for a breather and hoping that a day has 36 hours so that I can sleep off the tiredness, spend more time with my son as he now thinks he's a bunny, spend more quality time with my beloved, and also my sayangs, and some personal time to pamper myself.

After yesterday's session, the whole whoring agenda just struck me. All that glitz and glamour that everyone perceived in this industry is just a facade. We sell ourselves as a canvas, and get paid for that. Then we're left in our clients hand to manipulate and paint us anyway they want. They would do me over and over and over again till we are able to satisfy them.

Now I know why they used the term "shagged" to refer to major-tiredness.

Just imagine shagging 10 clients in a day.

Multi-Level-Whoring.

In the society, everybody is someone's whore. You get paid to be you're superior's whore, who gets paid to be his/her superior's whore to whore you, and the chain goes up and up until it reaches the ultimate whore-house owner.

Everybody's whoring income gets overrided as you are higher in the pyramid.

But then again, the whore-house owner is a whore too in his own level, whoring himself to his company to make money for his family.

:D

Whore-metaphore class dismissed.

Too much rubbish to be absorbed too early towards the weekend.

Major Outbreak

Major epidermic crisis running all over my face.
And again I am depressed over my choc chip + extra choc chip -like face of mine.
The past month has gotten me extra moolah which is yet to be seen but has taken a toll on my skin. Last weekend, I could finally feel it eating through my skin. And now I refuse to head anywhere filled with people coz I dun wanna cover up the "chicken-pox" outbreak on my face. Ewww .... With more assignments coming up, I'm wondering if I should give up the extra income which is too good to give up, and sacrifice my face to the chemicals again.

I wonder if they will call my agents to cancel on the assignment when they see me in this state.

I need a miracle.

But I am lucky to have someone by my side to give me comfort and strength in battling this temporary depression and low self esteem.

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S.O.S.

I am in distress.

Searching for the ideal holiday is soooooo bloody hard, when the place is filled with millions of resorts, hotels and villas for you to choose from. But nothing came across as the perfect place. I had to compromise on either one. And you know how deceiving the pictures on the internet are. When you thought you found the one, and you double check on the ratings and reviews .. someone has to say something like "horrible experience" "will never go back" etc. Either that, or the location has to be at the corner of the earth.

I have too many options.

Anyone knows of any good villas to stay at over at Bali. One of those luxury villas that comes with your own private pool. And the interior must be amazing not those crappy so-called villas. Preferably near the beach. Has good surroundings, and extra services i.e. Spas and Massages. And close to amenities .. coz I do not want to starve and neither we are caucasians who hibernates in their resorts. And within a reasonable budget of US$150.

It sucks when you're from a country where your currency is like bloody low. Hell it's the economic crisis in the states now .. why aren't we on par or just slightly lower, just like how the Aussie dropped to be equal to the Singapore Dollar?!

I've found way too many ... but they're so deceiving saying it's "near" to the beach, when it's like 1.5 to 2km away from the beach. Am not gonna walk around near butt naked or soaking wet from the beach for 2km lor.

Plus, where's good to stay in Krabi? I have no single clue on which beach to be at.
And where's the moon party held?

I give up googling. I need a reliable travel agent.

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Major backlog. I wonder if I still know how to blog even at all.

Or will it be the written script of what's going on in my mind?
It's a party up there .. I've got no focus. Order now!

It's Sis-Esh's Birthday today.

Happy Birthday Sis !
Always have been a baby .... you're so way pass that sis!
*Slaps on the head for some awakening* :D

And a big huggie to make it up again :D

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These few weeks have been so packed that I'm exhausted. I'm no longer a hopping 21 year old with the stamina of an Energizer Batter or a Duracel Bunny. I felt I haven't been resting for the longest time ever. On the bright side, I get extra income to splurge on UNnessecities.

Valentine's 2009 has been a special one. It's the only time of the year where the girls get to sit back and wait for the men to do all planning and impressing. But I guess this year Vic was a much happier man than me. He's so lucky it's not funny yo!

The Dita's arrived in time for Valentines. The long awaited Dita's that kept me on my toes for the longest time ever that it has somewhat caused me some trauma in internet shopping. But it paid off. The customized Dita Flight 002 was a baby! Damn right it is! They already have 8 colors to choose from but yet we got them to make the 9th color. Benjamin from LeeLeeLunnettes.com was very helpful in making it happen. Thanks man ! *macam he read my blog* haha~

Then there was the handmade pop up card I made him. The digital scrapbooking is really growing on me. Each time I make him a card, I would reluctantly give it to him :D

And lastly .. not forgetting the white angel :)

I got mine too ...

The single sunflower that never fails to make me blush and put a smile on my face. It's my 4th stalk throughout our journey ... and by far it's the prettiest of them all.

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And as all couples might just cuddle into each other's loving arms post Valentine's Day, spending the rest of the day just whispering sweet nothings, expressing their love for each other, and just mezmerize into each other's eyes ....

I got up early to "work" with Jessica Liu.

The up and rising star of Mediacorp Singapore. To me she'll always be my RuanMianMian :D

And my dear SisBro Long will just drool ... he fell in love with her the first time he met her in Taiwan. He hasn't stopped fantasizing about her ever since.

Babe Geline .. please hold it in ya :)

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The wedding fair marathon .. another this weekend, City Square JB.

KFC Buddies
Followed by judging at Ginza, Paragon Hotel for the Miss Malaysia International Johor State Selection pageant.

Strike a pose!
And a prim and proper one for the camera.
You have no idea how wacky we are off camera. Queens are never prim n proper. We're just good actresses that's all :D

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I'm so disoriented right now I will stop here.
Photolog for now. More serious thoughts and issues next time.
I promise.

1 .. 2 .. Freddy's coming for you ... 3 .. 4 .. Lock your doors ..

I wonder if today's really a bad luck day.

According to Wikipedia, it's just superstition.

• The number 12 is a symbol of completeness, whereas 13 was considered irregular, and transgressing the completeness.
• Friday on the other hand was considered an unlucky day since the 14th century to undertake journeys of begin new projects. And there was the coincidental Black Friday with stock market crashes and such.

I don't know man .. but for me Friday's awesome, as the weekend mood kicks in.

We're celebrating YeeChu's Happiness Day later this evening. Ironically on Friday the 13th. Oxymoron if you ask me.

Valentine's tomorrow and I'm so excited. Not like there's any major celebration whatsoever, but am just such a sucker for occasions. It can be just about any occasion .. cancel on me and I'll frown like a baby deprived of milk.

2 surprises are ready .. I hope the 3rd surprise arrives by today. Sigh .. I have been waiting all month for it, till I feel traumatized for ordering something online again. Especially when it had to be specially customized and flown-in some couple of thousand miles away. *fingers crossing real hard* I even have been finger crossing on fb for the longest time ever. It's killing me real slowly.

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I don't have mood to work.

Time check. Not time for lunch break yet. -__-

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Emi Visits.

After over 4 years .. we meet again.

It was great to see a familiar face again. And I am glad I have a friend in almost every country on the map. And I hope that we're all able to see each other again.

The month long "vacation" was awesome. Though I feel some gross feeling inside me to tell people that I was once a pageant girl, I never regretted taking my chance and made it to the world finals. Everday was a carnival in the Phils. So much drama. So much to experience.

Then in 2005.
Now in 2009.
One by one they got married.

Some have already become mothers. Jenny (Indonesia) has a handsome boy, and Angie's (Portugal) is so gorgeous.

Niharika's (India) already a bollywood superstar. Isabella (Brazil) was on Brazil's Next Top Model, Cycle 1.

But am very sad that I'm unable to contact Hae-Mee (Korea) anymore. Her e-mail's inactive and I have no idea where to look for her. We were so close back then, and kept in touch for a bit before it slowly died off. Now I only have the sweet angelic pictures of Hae-Mee to remember. I hope we meet again.

The trio's - Hae-MEE * EMI * JAMIE
That's Nora (Latvia) at the back. Though she's younger than me but she's so motherly that I go to her for my nightly bedtime hugs.

I can't wait to visit Tokyo! Emi insists.

The yen is so strong now and climbing by the day. We have to put our trip on hold.
I hope the yen drops by June. Keeping my fingers crossed for a birthday trip :D

As of now my fingers are already permanently crooked for crossing it too much !

Man for Hire !

Someone made me an offer over Friendster today. I got a message in my Inbox saying:

David wants to brighten your day with a smile. Check out David's profile and send a reply.

A message from David:

"Boy Friend's Club"

Social Escort Service for all the lady,

your companion to party and event,

contact David at 016-2726969

see u..

Btw .. his profile link : http://profiles.friendster.com/davidyourboyfriend.
If you notice how cheesy his personal url is.

And he proudly displays his portfolio picture on his profile.

Halloween is still so far off !

Happy Lunar New Year

Happy MooMoo Year !

May you be prosperous in Health, Love, Luck and lotss and lotss of Moolah !!

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Second year straight breaking the traditional CNY custom of balik'ing kampung up North. I really miss my "northern wonderland". To me, CNY is like a annual summer/winter holiday for the mat-sallehs. I eat, sleep, play, party, meet up with almost anyone I can. A 10 day trip up North is never enough for me .. and time seems to pass so quickly. If possible, I would not sleep just not to waste half of the 24-hour day.

To you fellow northern people ... I miss you loads !!

To you fellow northern food ... you're so darn lucky you escape being eaten this year .. again !!!

It's only the 4th day of CNY here down south and I can't wait till I get back to work again. I've been nua'ing for the longest time, and never miss out on my afternoon naps like a baby. Why do kids dread the afternoon naps? It's like one of the best pleasures one can get =) Eating has never stopped since the "30th". Being so greedy and glutton, I chow down food more than my maximum capacity that I pass out half and hour later. I even feel that my face has became much plump'er. I might just gain back the weight that I've lost previously. I just need it to go where it is supposed to go. All the right places!

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I have yet to make my new year's resolution for 2009. And I don't intend to. The last time I remember, I made this somewhat 10-things resolution list which I did not even achieve any. I think by saying it out, I've unintentionally jinxed it. In fact, some of which I have made it worse i.e. I must wake up earlier and be at work on time. Instead of the previous 9 am clock in, it became a 9.30am clock in. -__- Big brownie points deduction from the boss!

But my beloved neighbour gave me a good LUNAR new year's resolution. I shall swear lesser. No more flying "f**k"s "ci***"s etc. here there and every where. I hope I don't jinx this one. Bad bad bad if it gets worse.

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Lunar New Year

Flowers are blooming.

Decorations up.

Loads of washing, dicing, cutting, mincing, stirring, mixing, wrapping.

I could smell the cooking from a floor up in my room.

Schnappi's bathed and all nicely fluffed up.

Cookies and bak kua already half gone.

So ready for the new year .. new beginning.

Only thing left now is the minor mess in my room that needs to be put away.

But am so sleepy. I'll just rest up a bit now before I get all grouchy like a baby on the dinner table.

Happy Lunar New Year y'all !!!

May ya be understanding and not be disappointed with the decreasing ang pow value this year.

Economy bad laaa ~ Haha!

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Counting down.

Friday . 23rd-January-2009 . 12 midnight

Major Backlog

I've gotta stop the whole major backlog thing. When it drags too long, it'll become a photoblog coz too malas to write .. and my short term memory take a toll on the actual event.

First up .. Christmas 2008.

Another cozy celebration at home with the family and extended family plus some close friends.

It's been a while since I actually partied on festive occassions. All those bitching and procrastination about the jam, the ridiculous price to pay, major human traffic, disgusting sweat from human traffic, etc, people still do head out. Rarely have the chance to coz my dad's birthday falls on Christmas Eve itself.

The home cooked "buffet" was really good .. and what you see on the table is only half of what was really there. Minus the humongous turkey sponsored by my beloved neighbour plus the really good ham roll, which both made perfect ingredients for the club sandwich the next day.

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Next ... my man turns XX. Well, not that I'm cursing but in reality a very insignificant percentage would live beyond three X's. Simple chop chop dinner before I flew back to catch the last episode of Little Nyonya. As crappy as the quality of the show may be .. but damn layan can?! I can tell you every single detail of the drama .. haha! Even Vic's angmoh'nated sis from downunder was surprised how we actually are interested in the drama till she too was hooked for a bit. Not coz she loved it .. but layan!

I know how pathetic looking his birthday cake is ... and the fact it's already "cut" before he actually "cuts" it. He's not a fan of candyland .. and wasting food is a huge SIN .. plus I am stuffed ...
I don't even know why should I explain myself. *roll eyes*

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Bintan !

This trip is so short it doesn't count as a holiday.

Darling .. it's not a holiday.

Nic mentioned to me that anything lesser than 3 days doesn't count as a holiday. Fair enough.

The super impromptu trip finally worked a week after. We were supposed to go on Xmas week .. but we're such geniuses that we expect rooms to be available when we decided to book 2 days before our trip. On Xmas week. -__-

Us. He looks so egoistic and MCP in this pic with his chirpy traditional Japanese wife.

His other other half. Yo baaaaaeengggg~

Despite only a night's stay .. (coz we were such a genius again to expect rooms to be available just in case we wanted to extend. Which later was available 2 hours before we were supposed to board our ferry back) .. I felt we kinda did what we wanted to .. and had enough time to unwind and relax.

Indulge in food ... which was good. I'm not a fan of Thai cuisine coz I have a defected tongue that doesn't allow me to appreciate spiciness. But they managed to tame it all down and went easy on me. So that made Tomyam-kung and the Green Curry was good. I am bragging now .. bangga lebih .. konon I damn power in taking spicy food. I finally get to eat the proper pineapple fried rice. This is what it is suppose to taste like. Like the ones from Thailand. I guess I've been eating too many Malaysianized pineapple fried rice.
More relaxing indulgence. We got upgraded to the garden pavilion for free.
Scrubs, yogurt bath, massage and flower bath waiting for us.

I was expecting to get an 'indirect' tan from the pool laze. But there was so much passing rain We were soaked before we even dipped in the pool.

And managed to do some shopping. Where they sell loads of crappy looking carvings. I wonder if this is even supposed to be artistic. The dolls looked creepy to begin with. Like some black magic voodoo moodoo dolls used to cast curses.

This is only one of them.

Plus a whole load of bonding with the amazing Meliz. She's just too cool. And selumber'ded'. I like.

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And finally ... our sourcing trip. Which ended up like some indulging pampering trip.

Ken's such a good host that we managed to see Bangkok from another perspective this time round. Usually people flock there just to take advantage of it's cheap'ness and super value for money. But am beginning to love Bangkok alot. It's a much better place to live in than Singapore if you have money. Can live like royalty man !

Zense.


Bangkok's version of Luna Bar that puts us to shame.

Am just so amazed with it's interior, tasteful house music, and perfect weather. I remember sweating like a pig over in KL coz the city is so densely populated (I'm referring to the buildings) that ventilation is a problem.

The weather in Bangkok at this point of time is perfect. I still can't accept the fact that it's so cold there. Felt like I was in Ozzie or something. We were so prepared for the expected humidity, which turned out otherwise. Chatuchak felt like it was air-conditioned. Not a single sweat. I was still in my cardi. I am still hollering to the whole world on Bangkok's weather like I've just came back from some country that no one has ever heard about. The over-promoting has gotta stop.

Saturday the temperature dipped. I felt it was like 18 or 20 degrees or something.

And the atas dinner over at Vertigo @ Banyan was torturing.

Being on the 59th storey with nerve piercing wind isn't very enjoyable.

Everything was just perfect except for 2 things. The weather that night. And the price.

Effing expensive. Super farang chopper place.


The 360 view from the top was incredibly beautiful.

This is one major romantic place. Everything just falls into place.

Picture perfect.

Food at it's best. For the price we're paying for, it betta be good.

Medallion 5-spiced mince duck, foie gras, endive marmalade and cinnamon orange gravy.

We were supposed to slowly appreciate the taste of the delicacy. But coz it was so effing cold, we chow'ed it down like some $2 economy rice on a 10-minute lunch break.

I'd love to do Vertigo again ... or Sirocco for a change. From where I come from, am so deprived of good food in good places.

For some reasons I can hear Charles voice in my mind. He being such an arse and suan'ing me for being a wannabe atas chick. -__-

And we meet again. Hello Flix !

Irony of visiting a club in Bangkok after all the overrated hoo-haa on the unfortunate case of Santika. As a precaution, the exit was very in sight. Ken hates me for keep on bringing that up about his second home. Neither do I want that to happen coz this place is just too good. Best of both worlds, with ample hot chicks and Utt-like men (taller somemore), plus very very good air-conditioning. I clubbed with my cardi. Yea .. it is cold inside out in Bangkok.

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Time for bed. It's errand day tomorrow. I need sufficient rest.

Hungry

Can someone please tell me what's the effing problem with me.

I have been struck by some hunger disorder that is so not funny. And to make things worse, I am shrinking by the day. Yes, every part is shrinking. Including the most IMPORTANT part. Not sure about down under though.

You have no idea how much I have been stuffing myself silly. With carbs and fats. American burgers are my favourite and that of course comes will a hill load of chips. And spending way too much time with my other half who is also the same species as I am is not doing me any better as well. I have no idea where'd all go.

I'm kinda sick of people keep telling me how scrawny and how much weight I "look like" I have lost, and giving me that sad sad face. Either sad for me .. or sad for themselves that they can't be this scrawny. Who wants to laa .. can't fit into clothes properly and getting all the attention in the wrong way.

Even the docs can't diagnose me. I don't have diabetes, nor do I have tyroids. I don't have an eating disorder. Wait, maybe I do ... over eating counts? And neither am I depressed; other than the fact that I'm depressed for 15 seconds everytime I think of my situation or when someone comes up to me with the oh-you're-so-thin-already comment.

It's 2.40 in the a.m. and am feeling like I've been starving since my 6pm dinner, when I have just chowed down an indomie ibumie (why did it even wanna change its name???!!). The hunger is pissing me off when I should be in bed.

And thinking about all the food that I CANNOT eat in Bangkok worries me. I don't do spicy food, and neither do they know what is "mild" for spiciness. Plus, my dear SisEsh has this fettish for spicy food. Her fav, ma la (numbing spiciness). Die.

Almost There

Finally got the Christmas theme out of the way since it's so over and the new year has started already. There's so many design templates out there but most of them don't fully satisfy me coz am so illiterate in these html codes to even know how to modify them. Yes there are loads of helps online .. but too malas to read them one by one. So I took the short cut and pandai-pandai modified it from the current one through the existing knowledge I have, though not very much, but good enough for now.

Be back shortly for more updates. Sorry I've been slacking so much.

Time for lunch ... toodles !

Fruitful Weekend

Finally a long weekend to get my usual system back into place.
The whole of November was up and about. With stage performance and endless weddings to attend, there wasn't a weekend to vegetate. Sometimes when we lazed too much, I always asked BigOne if we could be more 'productive' and 'useful' by doing something instead of vegetating in bed to dvds and only get out for food. This time we longed for it. And we got it.

Last Saturday was up and about. Surprisingly without starting the day with my needed caffeine dosage, I was running around like a energizer bunny.

I cooked lunch. Asian style spaghetti bolognaise - mince pork, hotdogs, buttoned mushrooms, tomatoes, sauce, and oregano. I made a deal with God and therefore I am refrained from beef for a month. Pork is a better substitute compared to chicken as it gives more flavour and it has a closer texture to beef.

I made cinnamon buns. Recipe courtesy of Ikea.

They looked like rolls of sh!t.

Before.
After. Golden brown 'sh!t-looking' cinnamon buns. =)

I misread the recipe and ended up making 40 buns. My mom was worried about me using the whole packet of 1kg flour. And when I though it was too many, non was left for me when I got back over the weekend. All kena sapu clean clean ! You can't go wrong with Ikea's cinnamon buns. Yummilicious !!

The Christmas tree is also up. I wanted a purple tree this year but Daddy refused to let me get any more ornaments. He's complaining that we have too many and our petite lil storeroom can no longer store anymore boxes of ornaments.

Lovin' the new clickadee! My tree illuminated in the dark like it's releasing aurora. Ok laa .. am exaggerrating.

By day.By night.

And I still can't get enough of it.... with the major loneliness in the office, I clicked away.

Lovin' the hantu eyes. But not lovin' the comfort.
Vanity has a price.

And finally ...

Giving me the signature 'whatever' face. More like 'vat-ever'. With a "V". German style.

Sorry darling. Although I promised to delete this shot ... but this is Picture 0001. Just had to keep it.

Keeping The Faith

So much has happened during the year.
Ups and downs, good and bad.

I only have my closest friends to thank for being there for me and being so ever patient while I pour out my sorrows and whine like it's the end of the world. And there's also my mom who also has been there for me, patiently enduring my fiery temper and mood swings. After 26 years, I think she has gotten numb. And a loving man who finally understands me.

It has been rather lonely these days.
Coming to work has been like my daily routine of reporting to the detention center. 9 months of solitary confinement on the first floor has brought out the alter ego in me ... bad alter ego a.k.a. psychopathic syndrome. With my psychotic partner in crime who has left for happening-therapy in Melbourne, childhood mate with an new job that requires OT almost every single day, bestie in Singapore, bestiesss and hunny-bunny-boos and pinkies in KL, and a frequent flyer jet-setting neighbour .. "pouring out my sorrows" has been quite of a problem, done inefficiently via MSN.

I turned to God.

I know it's very weird, or even borderlining insulting, coming from someone who doesn't go to church or the temple, or do routine prayers, etc. I'm a so-called atheist. So-called. Not one.

This is my theory.
Firstly, I do believe in Him. The Almight One.
And because his "organization" i.e. the world is so big .. he can't see to every single person's calling out to him. Hence, he formed "departments" i.e. religions, with "department directors" i.e. respective faiths, to make sure everyone is in line. Ultimately, there is only one God. And the underlying rule is the Do Good and Be Good.

I've heard my aunt who is strong faith believer in Christianity or Catholic, going on and on for the last decade or so, about seeking help from God and the "miracle wonders" that has happened. I've heard of the different "miracle wonders" from different faiths as well.

Somehow it didn't occur to me to turn to Him whenever I was at my lowest. Part of me felt hypocritical and self-centered for seeking his help when I only needed it. Until one fine day .. last week, while driving back from work, I talked to him. Sincerely I wanted him to hear me. And I poured out everything to him. I didn't ask for a miracle. I only asked for strength in keeping my hopes and faiths alive. Somehow after that half hour long session of talking had my burden lifted off from me. I felt a sense of relief, a feeling that I have searching for for the past several months. I found back the happy self that I was. I did pray for Joanne as well, I hope she feels the same too.

Yesterday I talked to God again. And I thank him for listening to me.

Many would think this is absurd or just mere coincidence. I chose neither. I chose to believe him. And I believe he is there welcoming us with open arms no matter how many times we have said no to him.

Sorry for the preaching. Please do not misunderstand that I am creating a new "department" that reports directly to him. My job at Head Office level has required me to get things done chop-chop and reporting directly to the highest level of authority. Maybe one day I will find myself being part of one of the many departments. At the mean time, I'll just continue to keep the faith. I hope everyone out there who are at their lowest to also keep the faith and to be patient. As God has everything planned out for a reason. We just have to see the bigger picture. And if possible, the picture after that.

Till then .... remember to Do Good ... and Be Good.

Christmas is coming .. I've been Good ... very very Good ..
will I get a really good prezzie? =)

I Am Happy because ....

... because I will be setting up my Christmas tree real soon.

(Insider joke with SisEsh. Totally unrelated at all)

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Yay! My champagne gold 870IS clickadee is here!

It would be the last thing on a mind of an anti-phototaking man to get his girl a camera. But you know what love does to people. It disorientates them. Very much. :D

Just pray that this site won't be a photo-blog in the future. But there's gonna be so many pics that it annoys the hell out everyone. I know people like Howe doesn't mind. Men are visual creatures. And they like to summarize and generalize everything into 2 categories if possible.

Lovin' the functions, clarity and sharpness of the pics. Even video mode is like wo~
I've stucked to the old Lumix for far too long to realize what is the norm these days.

Thanks baby!!

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My vain'ness gotten better of me ...

I've gotten new contacts.

The virgin eyes have been exposed.

Wondering if the gray tinted lenses would make less chee-na.
Next thing before you know it I'll prolly morph into one of those plastic/doll looking bloggers with loads of make up, triple layer lashes, etc. *gasp!*

Please pray for me people. Me no wanna go there. It's only for the young hearted.

Speaking of which, another year has passed and we conclude the Sista birthday ritual with SisGis's at Nyjiumaru. Reasonable, affordable and yummy. And since it was her treat, we'd try to rip her off by ordering everything we can on the menu. Mission failed. Hahaha~

The guy in the green shirt is the unlucky lucky guy who's gonna marry my SisGis. We all fear are happy and looking forward to what's gonna come. :)
Funny how in this pic SisEsh looks like the girlfriend instead of SisGis. Hahahhaha~

Kidding laa ...

Something's terribly wrong coz I feel like an arse today. So forgive me for being an arse. I do not mean anything bad personally.

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More weddings ...

Collen's ...
(gosh .. I look terribly bloated and pregnant here!)
with after party at Walkers. It's been a while since we went out together. It's been a while since we all got a little crazy. And because of that .. I shall refrain myself from patronizing the place for the next 2 months. Yaa ~ thanks to you Scha ! But I still love you ~

Hostesses were in uniforms that night. But we jez wanna steal the limelight from them.
Coz we carry off the costume much better ..
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Till then ... get your trees decorated soon ....

Tiss the season to be jolly ... fa la la la la .. la la la la ...