Thursday, December 31, 2009

2010 and resolutions

It is now 01/01/10.

Being that I work US hours, needless to say, I was working when the clock strikes 12 am.

I went from one staff to another wishing them a happy new year. I gave them a huge new year hug (Which I was told, if my US counterparts were to do, would result in a definite sexual harassment case).

A colleague from another project came up to our floor to give Joyce and I new year hugs and wishes, which I found very sweet and thoughtful of him.

Well, another year flew by. 2009 was... well interesting.

I decided to go back to my resolution list that was made for 2008. I found out that I have achieved most of the things that I want to do in that year as of 31st Dec. 2009.

I have managed to secure a better position, with better prospects. I know now what I can do if I push myself hard enough. I have people who believes in me which makes me feel all... fluffy and cottony inside (Ignore if this just does not quite sound right... :P)

Ok... on the hobby side (Photography, digital SLR and stuff), I didn't quite have the time to act on that, but hey, that can always wait. What matters is that, I achieved the number one thing on my list.

I didn't really resolute on anything as far as my 'relationship status' is concerned. I have resigned to the fact that if I am going to be single for now and continue to be unimpressed with each and every one of the men that I came across with, then BE IT! I am not doing anything about it, mainly because... well... it is just tiring to jump back on the wagon and start another pointless thingy with strange men with more hair than I can handle.

Newly wed Jade said that she should spend more time with me so that her positive aura can somewhat 'infect' me. Well, Babe... we can try! Betul ke takde yummy ones to recommend? Hahahaha...

Anyway, as far as this year's resolution goes, I aim to be a better person. I guess what I need now is not a specific target to achieve. The subjectivity of this reso makes it more interesting. Anything can come out from aiming to be a better person, innit?

I will however continue to strive and learn the ropes in this Management stuff that I have gotten into. I have nothing but sincere hopes in making my team members a better person than they already are, so that they can spread their wings... and fly (properly, not stupidly).

Happy New Year Everybody....

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Merry Christmas!

Last year's Christmas, I was working.

This year's Christmas, I was working, but I was decked out... and I was laughing it out.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Gluttony For Punishment?

I was watching reruns of Friends when someone YM me. It was a rainy afternoon and I just finished doing my laundry and it was a Sunday, so I was surprised when I saw an acquaintance that I have not heard from for quite a while on my screen.

I knew this woman when I was dating one of my many exes, once upon a time ago. I was on and off in contact with her and though I 'tried' to keep in touch, we eventually lost touch again.

The last time we got through to each other was when she called me.This was a long time ago.

Everytime we got in touch with each other, the discussion always got to discussing about her relationships. The last time she was in one with a foreigner, she informed me that the man physically abused her. I told her to get out of it. She told me that for some reason, she could not and that it was difficult for her to do that because she was in love with the shameless man.

I backed down because I have never been in that kind of situation. I wouldn't know how I would react if I am in one. I have been lucky thus far, the men that I have been with never raised a hand on me. I don't know if it was because I was not worth that much for them to do so.

I have never cared about them anyway.

So we got to chatting a bit. I asked how she was doing and vice versa. She asked if I am married. I said 'HELL NO' and told her that I am much happier single and not thinking about problematic men. I am also concentrating on my career and I don't give a rat's ass about dating.

I asked her how she was doing. She said that she is now in a relationship, with another foreigner, who is cheating on her. She said she found out a lot of things she shouldn't have found out and although she is so called in a relationship, it didn't feel like it.

I asked her why is she in the relationship if it is fucked up and worthless. I told her to just stop being in it and just hang out more with friends. It is better that way, and leave things to its' course.

To me, I told her, things will happen when it does. No point staying in a relationship that won't work. I was talking from experience.

She, in turn told me that she doesn't have friends who would help her, and I honestly don't know how is that possible.

I don't have many friends, but I am lucky enough to have a few that I really treasure and whom I know would have my back whenever I need help.

She also asked me if I club nowadays, I said no, and promptly elaborated my answer saying that 'I grew out of that phase.'

I think she is older than I am, but I couldn't remember and we have never been close enough for me to know any kind of details about her.

Sometimes I do think that it might be true that most women are gluttons for punishment.

Why do most of us get stuck in the same ol' shit over and over again without making a change is for now, beyond me. I hope I would never get to find out, or be in those kinds of situations ever.

I found myself, irritated and annoyed by this woman's explanation. The excuses that she gave me that never seemed to change. She still sounds needy like the first time I met her. I guess this feeling also comes up from the fact that she only pops up once in a while, and instantly takes me as her punching bag, telling me the same kind of things, only the people in it seemed to change.

I ended the conversation. The question has been lingering in my head for a few hours since then.

If most women are indeed, gluttons for punishment, I hope I am not one of them.

So, I leave you lovely capable, extraordinary women out there with this. I think it is empowering.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009


Sometime in the past, I was jumping from one relationship to another.

I am reminded of that when I went through my blog.

I started this blog back in 2007. In actuality, I have blogged longer than I that. my first two blogs, I shut down because I was 'grieving' after my so called relationships with a couple of fucktards didn't work out.

Of course, back then, I sort of figured that I am a fuck-tard myself.

I also realized that when you really actually have nothing to say, people flock to your blog. My entries were simple, I was (Still is) an exhibitionist and my posts were simply, posts that didn't make any kind of sense at all.

Then again, which blog actually has any kind of sense in them anyway?

I also decided to drop by Izso's blog. Since he became a father, his postings have become shorter and shorter. His most current post lamented on how writing used to be so much fun.

Back then when people just have good things to say, or criticism that's conveyed with tack and civility. This brand of readers and bloggers are becoming harder and harder to come by.

I used to be able to post nearly 20 posts a month, now, well, I'd consider it productive if I actually managed to come up with 7 per month. Of course, back then, I have free unrestricted (Except to Porn sites) internet access in the office and loads of time on my hands.

Now, well, the main reason would be that I am a workaholic who works more than 40 hours per week, more interested in finishing my work rather than using the internet and writing blogs.

The urge to prove to myself and also to my bosses that I am every bit capable to handle everything that's thrown my way supercedes my love for writing, at the moment.

And to be honest, another reason would also be that now, I only want to write about other things of lesser importance just because I don't want to be thinking about anything too seriously.

I am not trying to be a superwoman. I don't think I can, but I do think that I am somewhat a formidable force when it comes to work and career. Not easy to manage 20 people and I know other people who have managed more than 300 people in a single division.

I am thinking if they can do it, I can do it most definitely.

I will just have to resist the temptation to bang my head against the wall. Good thing my office doesn't have windows... I am on the 16th floor afterall.

Hey... I actually came up with an entry! Sweet!

Sunday, November 29, 2009

The Fact Is ... I am thankful

I am somewhat wondering what I am doing alone.

When I can do almost everything myself, I am still wondering, why am I alone?

Strange huh?

But the fact remains, I am thankful that I am still here, facing all  the obstacles on my own with the support of close friends and family, who loves me regardless.
My weekend was hectic.

Believe me if I can split myself to three people, I would.

I would just so I would be able to spend time with my family, my friends and myself.

When I got home, I was stumped when my bed is no longer there. My Sister just bought a new apartment unit and my parents and brother is moving in with her. My parents are taking over my bed and being that I am now a permanent resident of Kay Hell, I will have to rethink about buying a property in JB and would probably buy one in KL instead.

I would not be having my own room anymore, in JB that is. Which kind of means that I can't sleep naked anymore.

Sigh... but hey, I am happy for my sister.

My cousin, finished his Quran studies last weekend, so in an orderly fashion of a Johorean, we had a 'Khatam Quran' for him.

Annd... he is also going to be circumsized next week.

I remembered the last time my brother had to go through the same thing. I remembered him screaming his lungs out when my parents brought him back to the house.

I was laughing. I told him he was a wuss.

He is still a wuss.. ehehehe...

It's always fun when the whole family comes together. As you just can see from these pictures.

Okay this one is not a family member in a techical kind of way, but it is a part of the family (For now, before it becomes the one the family is going to have for dinner), but it was sitting there so calmly looking after its' eggs that I feel inclined to take a photo.

Last Thursday was Thanksgiving.

The whole AMEX team, which is MY team now got together at Christina's house for a housewarming (She just moved to a new place), which was also a double celebration as her daughter recently passed her UPSR with flying colors.

It was a great makan session and since it is potluck, Joyce, Kish and me decided to roast a chicken, not a turkey because it's just not possible for us to roast one in the tiny oven.

This Eid and Thanksgiving, I would like give my thanks to everyone who is around me now, my family, my friends, my good friends, my best friends (Dropped not included) and my very supportive and professional colleagues.

Thank You.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Good things comes to those who wait...

Well, my Dad always said to me that if you are patient, and let things takes its' due course, I will see that things will kind of... go my way.

Of course, back then being brash, immature and well... stupid, in the lack of a proper word to replace my then questionable level of intellect, I don't really believe in it.

I was gung-ho and proactive, the latter in a sort of wrong kind of way. I believed that if I keep on moving and catch every opportunity that comes my way, I will get what I want.

Little did I know, that trying to outrun someone was not the way. If you rush, you tend to overlook a lot of things, and if you think too much about 'making it', you might not 'make it' at all.

But no matter how impatient I was, I have never, thankfully, tried to push someone off by being a two face hypocrite. I can never be 'friend friend' with someone with ulterior motives. Motives such as trying to kick someone off their rice bowl or anything like that. I have, always been genuine in my intentions. I helped people because I mean it.

I would NEVER help anyone if I don't want to.

I figured, why make things complicated. There is no reason why you should help someone if you don't wanna.

Anyway, I recently received a big pat in the back, something that I was not expecting but something that kind of just happened. I was in the beginning, sad because in the process, I lost my mentor. But technically, he is still with me, though not quite within the same place anymore. I was also shocked when I found out about certain things that happened behind my back. I was shocked that 'anyone' can be that, vicious and could actually put on a front and tried to manipulate me.

BUT... hey, God is great. Things turned better. As a matter of fact, I have never seen my allies and close friends this happy before.

I am just glad that things are better now. We are more honest (I hope!) with each other and we are happier.

Nyeh nyeh... the jokes on you!

Monday, November 16, 2009

When it rains and there is nothing in the world you would like to do more but to lie down on your bed and sleep. I am on my bed, but I ain't sleeping!

This is the view outside of my bedroom window today at about 5 pm.

I know that it was a bit, well, askewed, but you would have to agree with me that the whole picture there, the gloom, the rain and the slippery cobbled sidewalks... well it's enough to make you snuggle to your pillows and pull up the covers on your face and producing some Zs.

As usual, I was not able to sleep off the wonderful rainy afternoon away.

I had to drive to the office for a while due to something that our client 'forgot' to tell us, jumped on two separate conference calls and emailed a bunch of people about the progress.

I was on the phone with my Mother who was asking me if I can come home just to dismantle the bed at home (My family is moving)  and I found out that no one in the family 'actually' know how to do it but me.

Yes, we do have two males in the family, in case you are wondering, and I am not one of them, unless of course I was born with a penis and a vajayjay, which I was evidently, not.

I just finished a Kenny Roger's lunch of roast chicken and I ate that while watching gorgeous Keanu and Al Pacino in the classic, 'Devil's Advocate'.

Before I came home and after I left the office, I hit one of the hypermarkets (Hence, the Kenny Rogers Combo). I ran out of milk for about 5 days now, so I decided to just drag my ass off to buy some.

Why on Monday? Why not on the weekends, you might ask.

Well, I hate shopping when there are too many people. It confuses me because it does.

I encountered someone who might just be the slowest, lamest cashier ever in my whole consumer life.

As usual, being Malaysian and all, the lame-O didn't smile. Heck, he was emotionless. His movement is akin to that of a sloth.

I wish I can smack him at the back of his head with the Australian top side beef cut that I bought at the wet produce section.

And the way, he put the things into the plastic bags (For the record, I have a shopping bag that I got from Body Shop with huge lettering making up 'Protect Your Planet' on it. I opted for plastic this time because, well, I forgot to stuff the cloth bag into my bag today and I need some plastic bags at home for trash) might make you mistake him for an ex 'Mak Yong' dancer. Such painfully slow gracefulness, really seriously make you want to put on make up on him and play the Gamelan.

Aaaanyway... Just my observation for today. Suffice to clear the cobwebs off the blog... :)

Happy Monday everyone!

Sunday, November 1, 2009

What I found out on Halloween...

1) The fastest way to get your lips done when you forgot your lipstick is to kiss your girlfriend who has lippy on.

And yes... we did it out of practicality.

2) I should learn how to flirt with the club bouncer guy.

3) Clubs charge ridiculous cover charges on Halloween when all you want to drink is a coke and a beer.

4) Mojo do NOT have cover charge (Thank God!)

5) No one really dresses up on Halloween.

6) QBar sucks.

7) Tony Parson's My Favorite Wife is sold for RM 15 at Atria and Tolkien at RM 29.90.

8) If you can't drink... DON'T! --> This going out to the guy who hung his head out of the passenger seat... trying to puke at Jalan P. Ramlee.

9) An all girl night out is waay better than going out on a lame date.

10) I am hot.. Heh!

Yeah.. so shoot me.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I do not comprehend...

There are a few things in the world that I would not be able to understand. A few being :


I haven't been in many long term relationships, but as far as men are concerned, this is what I can gather.

Most men are confused. They don't know what they want and they go for the first thing they find. Others wait it out until they lose out.

Others just go through any nook and cranny to lie, cheat and just be a plain fucking jerk.

The good ones, the ones who know what they want is either taken or... taken.

Apparently even my gay friend finds it hard to find a reliable gay man.

So the saying 'all the good ones are either married or gay' turned out to be totally unreliable.

They are married, but they are not quite gay.

I wish men could just be simpler. As a matter of fact, I think women are easier to understand, at least we are only looking for very stereotypical but straightforward love / soulmate.

People who resigned and made everyone else's life a living hell after they leave work

Once upon a time, there was a woman who decided to join in a division full of free spirited people.

She shouted at a work colleague in front of the team manager and even lodged a complaint against the seniors saying that the seniors dressed a bit too provocatively.

The seniors were wearing jeans and T-shirts... sometimes spaghetti straps but being in a cold freezing environment, always had a jacket on.

She also accused everyone to be against her and that everyone else is wrong and she is the only one who is right.

She prides herself on being a staunch christian, whatever that means.

If being a christian means that she would inadvertently act like a bitch, I don't know what is going to become of the world.

Even one of her 'posse' turned on her.

10 more of people like her, I swear the world would turn into a blithering hell.

Her parting note included a sentence that says, 'All the people who are trying to drag me down only make me stronger.'

Did she know that she was the one who was pulling the entire team down? That I wouldn't know. What I would like to find out is if she would actually feel guilty if she found out.

Somehow I doubt it.

What I do understand now, is that she is gone, but still there are implications on the team.

Why? That I wouldn't be able to understand.

People who fail their friends

I do not understand why people prefer to put on a fake front.

I am pretty simple. I am real, I am sarcastic, I try to be mature and I try to keep the good friends I have.

I don't have many good friends. Most of the friends I have are the ones I talk about here.

Just when I thought someone would be a friend for keeps, they fail me. They just do. And then I would feel disappointed.

I started having trust issues in high school. When I was growing up, I don't have many close friends.

Now that  I am 30, I am able to make out what I want in a friend.

Friends are those who stay true to their words and who sincerely hope for the best to happen to each and other.

Friends don't lie to each other, and would be as direct as to tell their friend that although we are friends, there are things I don't discuss with you, but hey, I love you anyway.

I would rather a friend told me to my face that they wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore rather than them talking behind my back and me feeling disappointed about them.

Disappointment is far more severe than anger.

Bad drivers

A van once followed me because I gave them the finger.

I gave them the finger because they are bad drivers and I almost collided with their vehicle.

Except for the finger, the whole thing was entirely their fault.

So no... I cannot comprehend foolish drivers. Although I do understand why they follow me.

They wanted to scare me, which they have done very successfully so.

Sometimes you do things on a whim. I am especially impulsive. So the whole entire thing, partly my fault.

A single woman living alone should know better than that.

Sumpah akak tak buat lagi.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

On what happened since the last post.. some random pictures and thoughts

Since the last post, a few things happened. The thing about being single is that I have a lot of time to spend with my friends. I love friends, don't you? They push you to do things, they pick you up when you are down and they cook things. (Well, my friend does anyway).

And these are my good friends, my best friends. I don't keep friends who are crap.

So enjoy these random pictures and mental notes.

The Herb roasted chicken from the dinner Joyce cooked and we helped out in during the dinner two weekends ago. It was gorgeous and the meat slid right off the bone.

My sauteed mixed vegies with Zucchini, asparagus and baby carrots in butter and rosemary.

The Mashed potato Joyce made. Goes great with the roasted chicken

The lemon Meringue pie, it was left a bit too long in the oven, hence the color, but we don't care, it was heaven!

Tadaa! The full picture of the meal we had!

After the meal, planning for thanksgiving dinner, definitely no turkey, can't fit into the tiny oven! In the background is the kitchen. We had all the things you can imagine... the kitchen is the most complete room in the house!

The cat from hell, 'Buttons'... with such a cute name you couldn't really imagine the damage she does innit?

My literary indulgence for the weeks to come. I splurged on books this month, which is okay

We had a Team Jersey Day on friday. Joyce borrowed this from her husband, Phoenix Suns Jersey

I am not rooting for any teams. I am sports apathetic. I am into working out but not any particular sports, per se. This courtesy of Joyce's hubby of course.

Bitch and Joyce

Our breakfast on Saturday morning at Ikea

Bitch with his Daim cake, as usual!

Drama shot, as usual, coming from the drama queen

Poster kids for Halloween 2009

On saturday night, I went out with Sue to a salsa club. She recently took up salsa and was taking the opportunity to practice her step. I was asked to dance by an old latina guy. He can really dance, I can give him that. He said:

"Salsa is not counting steps, it is to follow the rhythm, you know?"

Of course half of the time I couldn't understand a word he is saying, and I wished that he could wear more perfume, but the dance was awesome. I guess he was kind of ... well... mesmerized by my bad dance steps that he asked me to dance a few more times after that. I was twirled, dipped and lifted. It was fun.

I was actually more mesmerized by the Taye Diggs look-a-like at the DJ consul. Oh... that man is a godsend... Ai Carumba!!! Muchas Deliciosos!!!

After that we left the club and we went back to my pad for a late dinner. Joyce cooked Oxtail stew and brownies. No piccies, but it was great!
I have resolved that I am going to learn salsa. I will try to squeeze it in my schedule somehow. Mak jeles tengok orang salsa.

Monday, October 12, 2009

I so man

“I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It’s exhausting.”
Mary, Drew Barrymore's characted in He's just not that into you.

I FINALLY watched He is just not that into you.

I have been told that it is a brilliant movie that depicts what is really going on in the X&Y terms of things.

And yes... it is a brilliant movie indeed. And most of the things that were talked about in the movie, especially the interviews in between was the naked truth about men and women and what goes on in our head, as far as relationships are concerned.

I discovered one thing about myself. I find that the most character that I have in common with was not with any of the women, but with a man... Justin Long's Alex, to be exact.

Alex is a guy who is not into commitment. He was Gigi's 'relationship counselor' and was kind of the person who pretty much screens most of the guys Gigi go out on dates with.

Until one day, Gigi 'read' all the 'signs' that was given by him and threw herself on him.

Eventually, Alex realized that he was indeed, into Gigi.

Anyway, I am Alex. I am the person who would tell her friends that a relationship is really nothing and that I wouldn't think twice about the guy who didn't call me back or who was giving me somewhat a lukewarm response to my interest.

There are a million men out there like the one who was not interested in me. And I am fine knowing that one of them have zilch interest in me whatsoever. I put on this barricade between me and the men I meet partly because, I am afraid of getting too close because I am afraid of getting burned.

The bad thing about this is that, I might never find love because I might write off one even if it's staring me in the face.

So that evening, I realized, in shock, that I was Alex, a single, attractive man who is just so damn realistic about this shit that he really actually doesn't really give a damn. Or at least, he is trying to make it seemed like he doesn't.


Monday, October 5, 2009

Since then...

Carpe Diem!

For the past few days, I have been getting difficulties writing an entry.

I envy people like Beskot (Juan) and The Goddess (Darlene). They just always have something to write.

Well, let's see shall we... what shall we write about.


Sue thought I should stop hanging on to someone who is never there and start moving on. I cut my hair, I freaked Joyce's husband one fine morning because he thought I was someone else (And it was because of the Japanese/Cantonese fringe thing).

Sue thinks that I should start by getting a 'Jantan' -->loosely translated... Male<-- She thinks that I am at my prime (Although I would beg to differ) because I look like an etirely different person with this bod and the hair. She said she would definitely dig me if she swings the other way.

I was approached by two women, homosexual women, to be politically correct.

So basically, I don't attract 'Jantans' but instead I attract women.

There must be something wrong with me. I look hotter (HAHA! NOT) and women are chasing my tail.

KTB is calling me his 'lesbian friend'. Like wtf.

I am sick of this, can't my life be simpler than it already is.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Bila bangunan bergoyang

Yesterday, I woke up at 3.45 pm in the afternoon for no reason.

I am supposed to still be sleeping... maklumlah, burung hantu. But I decided to wake up.

I switched on my laptop, which is kind of like my routine nowadays, got connected to the net and opened up Youda Sushi, an RPG game I am currently crazy over.

Maybe 45 minutes into the game, I felt the bed shook, more like swayed. I thought it was my imagination, but then again, I saw my bags and my curtains started to move too.

I live on the 13th floor, so that freaked me out.

I grabbed my keys, went out to the hall, grab Buttons the cat and look at her.

Usually, animals would go berserk, but well.. knowing Buttons, I don't think she was quite attuned to her instinct yet.

I looked down the balcony. Nothing... nobody panicked, nobody did nothing. children was playing at the nearby playground and all the residents doing their thing, like normal.

Joyce came out of the toilet and she was looking at me who was clad in jeans and a tank top.

"Where you going?"

She asked.

"Eh... you didn't feel that?" I asked.

"Feel what? I was shitting." She said.

Joyce enjoys her private time clearing her bowels... who doesn't anyway.

Chris came out of the room and asked if we felt it. I nodded. The only person who didn't feel it was Joyce, quite understandable because she was 'feeling' her own 'tremors'.

For a split second, I was actually thinking of all kinds of what ifs.

What if 'something' happened? I haven't done all the things I want to do as yet. To leave the world without doing anything of the things you want to do is a sad, sad thing.

There are also a lot of things I wanted to impart to people, mainly people I care about, things that I want to say to them, regardless if it's good or bad.

Yesterday only made me think harder about the fact that life is indeed short. You can never know what will come your way and how will your life turns out.

One of the traits that we share with our Flora and Fauna kingdom citizens would be our sense of survival. My point here is, crossing the incident of a swaying building and life, is that no matter how shitty life goes, it is still short, it is still worth living, and it's fucking well worth surviving for.

And also human beings, when placed in the face of adversity, whether small or major, always tend to look back and to wonder on the what ifs.

All this I thought of during the whole bangunan bergoyang episode.


Saturday, September 26, 2009

Old friends and lamentation on the hairstylists' chair

I have enjoyed the company of a lot of old friends since I came home to JB. I arranged for a meet up with Anna, Chandra, Kak Neesa and even organized a movie night with Ronnie and Anthony.

I went to my former work place and met with my former colleagues, whats left of them there anyway. My main purpose was to actually meet Kak Neesa who started work on Friday. I was then told that Awi, a VERY long time colleague and who eventually became my partner in crime together with Anna during 'those days' came over the day before. I took his phone number and arranged for a night out.

It was great to see him after so long. It had been 2 years since he disappeared (Both myself and Anna gave him our piece of mind for that.)

'Kau dah jadi kurus dan hitam!' (You have become dark and skinny!) That was what I told him when I first saw him.

Before that I went to Shah's house for Raya to visit his mother and sister. Again, it's been long also since the three of us got together for anything. I was busy in KL and apparently Shah is virtually impossible to contact. Over a meal of fried macaroni, we talked and we laughed.

Of course then Shah promised to keep in touch. I just smirked and smacked him on his head.


After that, I went to a salon for a haircut. I have donned the long unkempt hair so long because I didn't have the time to go and have it done in KL.

I did some lamentation on the chair. It was actually my opinion on the services. I used to go there for R but was told by Anna that he moved to Danga Bay, but I was already there so it makes no sense for me to leave.

1) I had to wait as there was only one stylist available. He had to shampoo and blowdry another customer who apparently made a booking. Got me thinking that surely business is not that bad that they are not able to take in another stylist after R left.

2) Nowadays there is a lot of non-Chinese who can speak in Chinese, that includes me (Well.. I can't speak that well, I understand though), so it is really brainless for anyone to speak about another person in another language knowing that fact. The assistant of the salon was literally saying;

"Just do her (The person who made the booking) hair first. Kuan ta! (Literally means - Don't give a fuck about the other one)."

Some customer service. Thank god she is not one of the stylist, or else there goes her business.

After that another non - Chinese customer came over. Thank God the woman didn't say anything bad because the customer happened to know how to speak in Chinese.

3)  I asked for a layer do for my long hair and to have my hair thinned. The process was well... long and a bit painful. The stylist (His name was Sky... hehehehe)was tugging at my split ends, but was kind enough to ask if it hurts. Well.. it did actually, but that's not his fault really, it was typical thick Asian hair. He then gave me a fringe which looked kind of good on me considering I never thought that it would work on me.

4) I was also wondering what he did was the latest technique for cutting hair. But heck, I like the result so I am going to leave that alone.

And... so... see my new fringe hairstyle that made me feel like an Ah-lian the first 5 minutes before I strut it with confidence. Next to me is Awi, my ex partner in crime.

5) The haircut was only 18 bucks, together with the hair cream I took, it cost me 28 bucks. I went to a Salon in KL who wanted to charge me 48 bucks for a frikkin' hair cut (No shampoo!!!).

To quote a line from Johor's official state anthem;

'Allah Berkati Johor'.


Thursday, September 24, 2009

Malaysia ohhhh Malaysia...

I happened to be in front of the TV when my Dad was watching the news.

I was doing something on the laptop when I heard about the latest news involving Beyonce.

Now, there is a reason why I prefer to be apolitical towards things in the Malaysian news. You would have to excuse me on my very limited knowledge on the Malaysian current affairs. I cringe when I listen to Malaysian news, everytime, without fail.

This time, it's no difference. I cringed. I googled up the issue on the spot.

Something in the report got me rolling on the floor laughing out loud.

Quote unquote ;

The Malaysian government has also imposed a dress code for performers requiring them to be covered from chest to knees. Obscene or drug-related images are also banned. (I have no problem with this...)

Performers must also refrain from jumping, shouting (Eh... it IS a concert kan?), hugging and kissing on stage.-->Again, I am okay with this.

Alahai... Malaysia, Malaysia tanahairku yang tercinta...How do we end up like this?

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Raya... In captions...

First day... (1 Syawal)

Puasa over, comes the food. Mum and Dad having the time of their life

Kuih Raya at Atuk's house

Me very hot, loading up on sirap

My Baju Kurung Johor

Second Raya (2 Syawal)


Aliman the cool cat

At Nenek Mah's house

Aliman : Oh well... you know when you're popular...

Please no more photographs... shoo

Aliman: Yo I am a celebrity, stop pinching me face!

Again, Johoreans eat pasta with hands... have any problems with that?

I want to be a hand model, it will up the value of this picture... see...

This pose always make us look slimmer... learnt it from Paris Hilton

Most photographers don't like to be in front of the camera, this one is a camwhore naturally.

Off to Grandma's kampung in Batu Pahat. No she did not smile all the way while driving.

We had Panca Sitara at the back of the car. Totally honored.

You cannot sleep riding with Mimin at the back seat. She will ask you so many questions you will faint. She was looking at cows at the roadside and all of the sudden asked : 'Where's the dogs?'... ????

My second raya outfit...

Cik Anoor was taking some flower seedlings to plant at home... Mama G was trying to give her something to put it in, Chacha was just looking down at something apparently more significant than her surroundings at eye level.

camwhore in red... enough said

Seeing things in a lighter state of perception, Mimin decided when someone grabs hold of her for a photo, she is going to smile and look to the right, silently screaming... 'HELP!'

Abil : Iklan Colgate
Mama G : U cramping my style
Jiji : Discovered a new species of Micro organism... Must take picture using phone...
Chacha : Still finding whatever that goes in her surrounding at eye level uninteresting.

A quarter of the familia....

At my Dad's childhood friend's house. Rumah itu sangat hijau

Gambar Kaum Wanita

Cousin on the right : Yo make room for the foods G... I am eating for two...

Salted fish and sambal prawn...makan dengan kicap pun sedap!

Beef soup and omelette

Prawn sambal and rice... om nom nom...

Malaysian version of Nigella

Cik Anoor : Pehhh!!! Finally got rice la kan... dah mentekedaghah kuih dengan sirap jeee.

Cik Anoor : Again... no words can describe how happy I am to be the one finishing the rice

Cik Anoor : Ko pehal... jeles I am finishing everything is it....
Mama G : Lantak korang la.... I am eating.

Yes I am cute... and I know IT