Pool and simple stuff!

I forgot how much I enjoyed playing pool.

Have I ever mentioned I was a pool freak? I was close to getting my own cue. I played pool almost everyday and was pretty good at it.

I have been going to the movies a lot lately at e-curve so I passed by a 'recreational joint' whenever I leave the mall.

It was a pool and karaoke joint. You know one of those Karaoke boxes kind of thingie.

So I dragged Krishna there and we played pool, me for the first time since 5 years ago.

They charged RM 3 for a game. To us, that's frikkin' cheap. So I paid for two games.

And boy did we have fun.

Our alignments were off, we finish a game in 20 frikkin minutes (Pros can finish a game in 5 minutes!) and I won... twice!!!---> This means I won the whole thing. Hahahahaha!!!--> but we had fun!!!

We are the kinds of people who don't need alcohol to have fun. We take pleasure in doing stuff that people often overlook.

I think the most pleasurable thing is the simplest thing in the world. Like eating, drinking coffee, reading a book with a facial mask plastered on the face (And drifting off to sleep with that thing on your face. Damn syok!)

Clubbing? Yeah... I do that once in a blue cheese moon, but I don't do it as often as I have. I stayed away from alcohol most of the time too. It's not good for my fitness.

Although sometimes when I read in other people's blogs about their clubbing trips, makes me want to go and do that too. I miss the dressing up part the most. I never missed the hang overs. Now I enjoy wining and Tapas-ing then clubbing. Even that I don't do often.

Oh well, whatever that pushes our buttons, I am sure we will have a good time doing it.

'Dum loquimur, fugerit invida aetas: carpe diem quam minimum credula postero'


While we speak, envious time will have {already} fled Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the next.

Jalur lebar my ass

I guess being humans, we can never be satisfied with what we have.

I am sure that the internet connection in some other 'truly 3rd world' countries is worst off but at the moment, please allow me to rant.

I am not blaming the customer service rep to tell me inconsistent tbas for the issue. I am sure the fault here lies with their tech engineers.

Fix it mafakers, fix it!

Pfffttt!!

--

To Sean,

I am doing fine. I am only not fine if you keep on asking me if I am.

Life point

Sometimes you have to move over your disappointment and hang on to your principles while other people trampled on theirs.

;)...

Kind of fun watching from the sidelines.

On Sundays I...

Cook... Yes... I cook...

And this is what I decided to cook today :

Asam Pedas Johor.

Ingredients?

- 1 red onion
- 2 cloves garlic
- 1 1/2 tbsp ground chilli (Cili Boh la orang Muh-Lay-Sherr panggil)
- 1 to 2 tbsp cooking oil (I use extra virgin olive oil in mine, so I don't have to really freak out on extra calories la.)
- 1 small bowl of tamarind juice (Can also substitute with dried tamarind)
- 1/2 tsp turmeric powder (May also use fresh turmeric, less than 1/2 inch of that. Don't want it to be too yellow.. or else might as well cook curry or Lemak cili padi kan?)
- 1 piece of chicken (I used keel. Can use any part, suited to own preference)
- Belacan (I use belacan powder which you can buy at supermarkets for less than RM 1, if you are still using the conventional ones that comes in big pieces... I guess about an inch or two will do. Just remember... NOT TOO MUCH.)

Now this is a recipe for one serving.  Read: Very very little.

- With mortar and pestle, crush the red onion and garlic.
- Add in the ground chilli, turmeric powder and belacan (You can stop crushing it now.. hehe)
- Heat cooking oil in pot.
- Saute the mixture for about 2 minutes. Keep on stirring so that it won't burn (I would like to say until the 'minyak naik' but I don't know how to put that in English... :P)
- Put in the chicken pieces and stir it in with the mixture.
(Warning: because of the chilli, if you are not used to it, at this point, there might be a possibility of coughing and sputtering and teary eyes while slaving in front of the stove)
- Pour in the tamarind juice (If you are using dried tamarinds, pour in water and then throw in the dried tamarinds.)
-Give it 5 mins to simmer before serving.

*Serve with bread (Baguette's the best, but I any bread would do really) or steamed rice (If you are not like me... THIS would be the best option.)
** I would suggest for better taste, add in daun kesum (Vietnamese mint). It smells nicer tooo! :)

Bon Appetit!!!

2010 / 2011 travel plans

I have a resolution to be completed by the end of 2011 (Kalau panjang umur).


I want to finish this list :


1) Langkawi
2) Club Med Cherating
3) Perhentian
4) Penang
5) Kelantan
6) Sabah
7) Sarawak
8) Sipadan Islands
9) Mataking Islands


I want to explore my own backyard before I can say that I went to other places in the world. If you are in my FB, you would know how seriously ticked off I can be at locals who said things like; 'Owh I have goWne to LonDan... I had an eeencreedibal toime!!! Not loikeee Muhlayyyy-Sherrrr' -- Oh yes... been in the UK for a month and they come back speaking in bloody cockney!


I think Malaysia is underrated by her own people. Somehow, her people get blinded by the political stupidity and people who don't matter. 


Yes Malaysia is a she... I hope she would stop all the hapless pricks ruling her soil (and spoiling her!)


Malaysians boasts too much on having gone to other places out of Malaysia, even Singapore! A fact which is rather.... moronic. I go to fucking Singapore when I have nothing to do and when I want to torture myself with Singaporean bad attitude. 


Rarely happened. I would rather take the drive down to Malacca than to plastic Singapore. 


Malaysians overlooked the fact that we have beautiful beaches, somewhat friendly people and great food!!


So this could be me... in months to come...

With slightly more tanned skin

Or...

With better hair and sans the jeans plus I would have a mini notebook (Imagine having to lug a laptop on top of the load that I would have in my backpack.. oih)

Now...

Sitting at my table and thinking... Now what? 

*sigh*

'Cuti-cuti Malaysia'-Part 1

Monday was the beginning of my so called break.

I HAD to apply for leave because my accumulated annual PTOs are UNbelievable.

If you think mine is ridiculous, two of my management team colleagues' are outrageously absurd. Respectively they have a combined 3 months worth of leave.

But that's my headache to start urging them to plan and to also plan for them.

And, guess what happened on Monday?

I was doing my push ups in the gym when I realized that I was supposed to not come in for work that night.

*Sheepish idiot*..:P

I have been on a photo taking spree since the last two weekends. So because I am going to be on PTO for three days, I figured... what the hell... let's just start something out of fun.

Of course on Monday, I wasn't aware I was supposed to be on leave until maybe about 3 pm... so that one went down the drain.

But, I did all the things I would usually do on Monday, plus a couple of unplanned things after I remembered that I am supposed to be on PTO.

Breakfast; Mushroom and Basil Omelette

Before going to the gym. Come on, gym's filled with gay guys. Who wears make up just to sweat it out!

After shower. A bit bummed that the steam room was still under repair. 

My gym.. :P

My very late lunch. (This was taken at 5-ish in the evening); Char Koay Teow, less seafood and yummy Soy milk.

And a healthy dash of cili api!!!

My early dinner, 'bistik' at Vichuda's. Theirs were chicken, I thought the word 'bistik' had always meant 'beef steak'? 

Satisfied and was still thinking wtf to do at home that night.

Krishna was coughing and wheezing. So I accompanied him to the clinic that day. I still hate clinics. Never liked it. I feel so blessed that I am a healthy person, maybe not emotionally because I think I am a certified crazy... but I am healthy physically.

I am not going to post anything about what I did or where I went to on the 2nd or 3rd day. I still don't know what am I going to do tomorrow. :P... Suggestions are welcomed of course. :)

Another Award!!!

I have known Jade for maybe 3-4 years. However, I have only recently got to know her better since I moved to KL.

I have been in KL for two years now. My friendship with Jade grew and we are now close friends, she is that that one person I would usually consult (You know what I mean right babe?) on very VERY personal stuff.

That's how much I trust her. And it's amazing that we got to know each other through one particular incompetent bit... I mean... person.

Anyway, she has awarded me this, which I will now accept graciously :

This award comes with a bunch of rules.



The Rules are as follows:
Step 1. Accept the award and put it on your sidebar.
Step 2. Describe 7 things people do not know about you.
Step 3. Award the Award to 7 other Beautiful Bloggers and describe why they deserve the award. 


Well, most of the stuff that people don't know about me are rather... Umm... controversial? Haha... But let me just list out the 'tame' ones. ;)


1) I don't like sweet stuff. I don't eat chocolates and my drinks are always 'kurang manis'(Less sweet). I  never asked for dessert and I couldn't care less about it. :) (Except for those 'rare' occasion when I would actually eat a cheesecake or an egg tart... once in a very blue moon...)


2) The last time a dentist pulled out a tooth was when I was 9. I never had fillings, I never had cavities. 


3) I have an obsession with tube dresses. I would buy lots of tube dresses, sometimes the same ones, in different colors. 


4) I am an unknowing adrenaline junkie. I love the rush when I am running, doing circuit and weight trainings. Although I do look as if I would die doing all that. Heh!


5) I can cook. I cook pretty nice stuff. And I have been cooking since I was 9. ;)


6) In person, I have a dry sense of humor. This was never planned... and I didn't even know that my brand of humor was dry. I thought it was just the corky corny kind. 


7) I seek solace in Music. Whenever I feel depressed, sad or unwanted, I turned to my vast collection of MP3s and CDs and turn up the likes of Jill Scott, Amel Larrieux, Sade and Erykah Badu for words or encouragement. 


Okaaay.... done!!!


As for the tagging.. hmmm... I can only think of 3 bloggers who deserves this award, although I don't know if they are actually going to do it. However, I think she is worth mentioned here : 


1) Darlene the Home Office Goddess - I have never met her but she rocks in my books, albeith anonymously. :)


2) Izso - I think this dude is one of the most interesting blogger I know, despite him telling people that he is not. :)


3) Juan the beskotkeras - She gave me an award... And she rocks my world too. ;)


No pressure babes! 

Oops...

Question : Am I looking as if I am searching for my virginity?

Lol....

(Okeh this CAN be a controversial piece).

My actual question here would actually be :

Is there any man who is a MAN out there, I wonder?

Even in that kind of light, it's hard to make out if there's any. ;)

Time for a pet?

According to a study, pets are known to make you feel calmer.

They de-stress your stressful lives.

Somehow, dealing with their hygiene habits, telling them to get OFF your bed and to sleep outside gives you lesser chance of getting high blood pressure / heart attack.

Joyce got us a pet last year when we were still living on the 13th floor.

Arwah Buttons

This hyperactive feline who constantly was fascinated with our moving feet was kicked a lot, not on purpose that is. He was the victim of reflex action coming from all three of us. 

Extremely friendly, extremely crazy, extremely smart, extremely lovable. 

And one fine night, when the skies were lit with recreational explosive, he got scared, he got suicidal, and he (I hope) accidentally fell from the kitchen's window down 13 floors.

Which we forgot to close before leaving for the office. 

*sob sob*... There  will never be another cat as memorable and one who crapped as much as Buttons. 

RIP.... 

It's very early in the morning so before I hit the sack I just want to say...

Or rather ask :

'If vegetarians choose to eat vegetables because they don't want to kill living things.... so... do they think it's ok to kill a 'living' plant?'

Try asking that question to a vegetarian... No vegetarian could answer me ... Yet.

*Yawn*... 14 hours of answering emails and figuring out tech issues later... I truly do need sleep...

ADIOS!!!

I got an award

From Juan. 


I have known this lady for years and I found her through her blog. 


I was supposed to tag 12 bloggers, but I decided not to as I don't know many of the bloggers who are actively blogging anymore. 

Thanks Juan, for at least thinking that I provide some warmth and cheerful atmosphere in this blogworld. Hehe... 

Once upon a time ago

I am writing two posts in a row because I am trying to get out of this funk and I am waiting for a template from a colleague for me to do final amendments on before sending it out.

Today was a quiet day.

Well, I was quiet, for one.

I was practicing on being dense, like 98% of the male population. I was trying to also at the same time, trying to 'absorb' 'bimboism' into my aura.

I know squat about auras. I was told by know-it-alls who correct other people's grammars and stuff that it is a 'thing that floats around your head'.

Not too sure how the 'thing' looks like. I guess some people's auras might have association with... their gas?

Or maybe I am wrong because gas don't 'float' around peoples' heads. Unless, the gas emission happened at head level.

Anyway, I think I am 50% there. My density should have almost reached the average of an adult male's. My 'bimboism' should be at maybe 30% of that an American trust fund 17 year old baby (sadly, I am not able to also absorb some of the 'trust fund' monies for myself).

My shoulders feel lighter already. I can see a whole new world opening up for me.

A Letter To Someone Up There

God,

I don't talk to you often. As a matter of fact, I think part of the reason why I didn't was because I kind of figured that you wouldn't listen anyway.

First of all, I am thankful for all your support in my career.

That said I am not bashing in here because I am an ungrateful brat.

Then again, one of the reason why I asked for what I did, was because I want to forget about wanting to have a personal life. I was hoping I wouldn't be feeling any need for me to have anyone in my life.

I was wrong. And it was my mistake doing what I did.

Am I really a worthless slut? Is that what I am right now?

It's fine if I am, I just hope you can get me out of this funk right now. Build thicker walls around me so that I can be as dense as any man can be.

Please just get me out of this funk.

Things that I was thinking about when I was out today.

-When you ordered Potato wedges for one and they present it to you with another extra plate. Talk about redundancy?

-Arab men wearing bermudas that reveals their 'Aurat' dragging their wives who had to be covered in black hijabs, looking like 'momoks' in broad daylight. What gives?

-The waiters at Dome who looked as though the weight of the world was placed on their shoulders. If serving us customers are so frikkin' hard, WHY put in your application?

-Everyone was bringing their mothers out today. Just because it's Mother's Day? Really??? So tak ikhlas la ni? Jeez.

-Yoga books are too expensive. For RM 100 a pop? I might as well buy Maya Angelou's whole collection that would only set me back at least 200 over RM.

-Young girls carrying Versace paper bags. Ok... I get it, your parents are rich... but I really wanted to ask their parents this, is it necessary??? Really? To spoil your kids with stuff normal people would only get the chance to buy when they make their own  cash?

-Baggy Yoga pants in public.... the ones that I wouldn't personally be caught dead in... seriously?

-Malays talking to their waiters in English with an accent... Seriously. I have a frikkin' accent I can't get rid off and I speak in Malay to anyone whose muka is like Malays k?

-I was actually commenting on myself when I was thinking of the above. Why can't I just leave it alone. It's ok I suppose as long as they speak with proper grammar????

-I started to think that the whole population of attractive men are now GAY.

-Goes the same with unattractive ones.

-Where in KL can I find beef bacon!?

The Story Of My Life

I have always considered myself a fairly tolerant person. 

Even as a baby, my mum said that I was easy to manage. I went to sleep when I was told to and I play when my mum said that it was time for me to get down and dirty in my diapers. 

I was an easy baby, a telltale for a wild child in the making.

Needless to say, I was the only one in the family that is .... different. 

My sister and brother is not the reading type. They read but along the lines of Doraemon comics and dreamy Malay novels. 

I have always been into the heavy stuff. I picked up Oscar Wilde when I was 12, and before that... I devoured every single book I can get my hands on. Enid Blyton, Roald Dahl.

How did I know these authors? My mum is still trying to figure that out. 

I was, so rebellious that I requested to be in a boarding school. I applied and I got it. My mum was against the idea but my dad said that its ok. 

Boarding school was NEVER the most memorable time of my life. I was pudgy... although I kind of enjoyed the sense of solitary dignity that I garnered. I was a notorious tomboy, I was also withholding the fact that I had a boyfriend outside of the school. MCKK to be exact. Not even my 'best friends' in school knew about this. 

Heck... My family didn't have a clue. So when the 'relationship' was over... I wasn't hounded with why and what happened questions. 

So now that I am 31, although I no longer find clubbing enjoyable except for the dressing up part, my wild streak still lives on. 

So one fine morning at Ikano's parking lot, Joyce did this : 

She was actually mocking my shrinking boobies. Well... eversince I started working out, they have decreased significantly in size, leaving 'empty spaces on my chest' so to say. 

She actually hesitated before taking this picture. I was like : 

"When did you ever think twice about doing this? Come on, let's take the picture!"

So she put the parking ticket on my 'hollow' chest and snapped this shot. 

Am I being obscene? With a parking card on my chest? I think it's hilarious. And I am all for making fun of myself at times. Life is already too serious with work and matters of the heart.... why make it more fucking humorless right... ;)

I love...

The fact that people can never figure out where I come from and what is my 'kind'.... 

Cheers!

God... it's a Monday... :P

Today is Monday.

My off day is officially over. Have a lot more to take to clear off my annual leaves from last year but at least I managed to clear off three days off the calendar.

With much difficulties to keep myself away from work that is. I had to take a long drive at 11 pm just to avoid going back to the office. Yeap... it's not healthy.

But I had heaps of fun. I got to prance around at the museum, sleep, KLCC window shopping and the works. I don't buy stuff. I am trying to save for my real vacation sometime in June or July before Puasa. Hopefully, to somewhere with a beach where it will give me excuses to sunbathe in the sun with my bikinis on. Or by the swimming pool is good enough.

Hanging out with good friends is the best, takes my mind off things, work and personal.

Have a good Monday everyone!

My Tattoo.. :P

Is it real... I wish!

This is using black henna. Looks like the real thing too.

Nevertheless, I love this to death. :P