Random Pictures

The Latest. Fresh from the dung. :p

The Myvi craze in my office.

The Dare: Eunice running inside the fountain in front of Laundry bar.

I have nothing to do with it.

Ah pau, hows my new specs ah?

More like a poot poot than a vroom vroom.

See me, see me not.

Random.

Final Decision

After contemplating, some hu-ha, some run around, loads of advises. The decision have been made.

I am moving on to another chapter in my life.

Suprisingly, i'm looking forward to the changes.

:)

New Edge

The weekend has pass just like that.. just like that.. *snap... gone, habis, takde sudah.

Jalan Alor is no where anyone would want to be when its raining. Brought the M'sia born, HK breeds there. WRONG MOVE sudah. But that place is where i thought of first when they wanted to eat ice kacang.

10 years ago, ice kacang was pure... very simple, with simple ingredients. 10 years later, its all colorful, flowery, some even got ice cream, sprinkles, chunky color infested stuff.

We hardly notice these kinda changes. But for them, its partly why they are back to Msia. To have the ol' taste. We've went to a few stalls, but none of them could compare to the old timer ice kacang.. with real kacang, gula melaka, the real red jellies, red bean in jalan genting kelang.

Even the bloody or-chien is devided. ISN'T IT SUPPOSE TO BE FRIED TOGETHER!!

No More.


Once gone, no come back. *sob sob


Not to say i miss ice kacang but that day, I am partly horrified of the little changes unoticed. Lama-lama jadi bukit. Would it be too late then? ah, drama lah!

Maybe i'm just sooo old fashion till i don't know where the old fashion house moved to.

Well, the suprises didn't stop there.

So, on Sunday little bro had a Birthday party to go to. The daddy and sisters sent him there, and automatically crash in the party. WHERE is the clown? DON'T they do it in MCDs with the pathetic plastic playground anymore? Ball game? Hide and Seek? Musical Chairs?

The new edge: CHOCOLATE FONDUE (marshmellows and strawberries) and MAPLE STORY. EEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..... Didn't take photos of the fondue station.

Two rows of Dell laptop with wireless connection and opening screen is THE MAPLE STORY (if you don't know, it's sorta the 'in' game at the moment)

I was taken aback by the newness of it all. We can't even play cause we don't have a login name. All these 11 year old boys, so computer literate at such young age. You should see the movement of their weeny fingers. Talk to you also know where to press. Not like us, press a bit ..... AAARRRRRRGGHHHHHH....NOoooo... die already...

Ok, maybe its just me. I'm getting old.

Death, Dying

I wonder today, how I would die. If I have a say in choosing how I’m gonna end my life, I want it quick and painless. Too bad, I don’t have any say in this. Of cos, I can choose to lead a healthier lifestyle. Where would it lead me to? Longer life? I’m not too sure of that. Who can be sure? Healthy people do get sick too.

In a morbid mood no doubt.

Came across someone who worked in a karaoke lounge. Recently found out she’s HIV positive. The desperate need for help, the pain in her eyes, the sleepless nights all written out on her face. My heart cried out for her. She stood far aside from us, avoiding any close body contact. She speculates the gesture of people around her, conscious of her disease, she draws herself further and further away.

There must have been a reason, a ‘whys’ to everything that is happening. Her man pacing up and down, anxious to find a way out, a way out of all this mess. His red droopy eyes, wrinkled face, a tear at the edge of his eyes somehow stayed there unable to let it flow down his cheeks.

People say she got herself into it. Ever consider did she really want to work in dodgy places with dodgy people strolling in and out? Who would in their right mind want to anyway?

Avoiding eyes contact, she uttered a few words from afar. The more we walk closer to her, the more she stepped back. The man continued with the talking, explaining the pain she is experiencing, pleading the doctor to just take a look at her wound. “Just take a look, please..”

Following protocol and guidelines set for us, kindly, we had to reject. The disappointment showed visibly in the man’s eyes as he tried pleading again. He knows, we aren’t able to do much at this stage.

Imagine, just imagine a day, 24 hours you can’t sleep or sit due to the excruciating pain around your bowel, you sit because you are tired of the standing. You sit for 10 minutes amidst the pain and stand up again. And in any expressive verb I know, I can’t seem to find another word more painful than excruciating. But excruciating just doesn’t seem to justify the pain.

Talking to them, I feel the pain. But it’s all psychological. Physical? I scream when my toe is hit by a humongous padlock. I cried in pain when I sorta had appendix. But its incomparable. Just incomparable. We take paracetamol or most we take tramadol (i don't know any more painkillers name) they take morphine, no means to even compare.

Sitting in front of the computer, trying to work. Of cos, there is so much to do. Launch is next month and I have yet to even secure a venue and forget about whats on the menu, cause i haven't gone that far.

I just needed to get this out of my system. It’s bothering me way to much. I wish I was stronger.

Boyfriends

I still remember you men. These men in my life are like my girlfriends. I must pay tribute to them also lah (macam die already) *touch wood

They are called my chi muis, my leng chais, my bodyguard... er, can't think of anymore Sometimes, they whine like girls, look like ah-peks, do disgusting stuff, humiliate me or themselves in public... i still heart them. I don't know why but like kena jampi. haha.

But the sacrifices they make.. pick me up wherever i am whenever i suddenly call for a ride. Teman me to yum cha when i lonely. Take me out and make me laugh till i cry my heart out. I doubt they will see this entry, but what the heck, they deserve a mention at least.

But, i also treat them very nice wan. I only bully a bit.

Can't write more cause ITS TIME TO GO TO WAR! *hey it rhymes

Girlfriends

It has been 7 years since we ended high school. About 4-5 years we went out separate ways. Two to different parts of Australia, one to UK, another stayed back in KL. Now, all started somewhere with a job, hoping it will take us somewhere, become somebody.

Yesterday, the final one finally finished the gruelling 4 1/2 years of architecture and came back to momma land. It was the four of us again. Back to updating each other with our lives and such. Some of us 'same same only loh', some of us, wooo hooo lots of interesting spicy juicy stories to spill, like joanna. (haha can't help it)

Sadly, i fall into the category to 'same same only loh', life have been pretty much mundane. No drastic changes in life, no traumatic experiences that i care much to affect me.

wanted to put a high school picture here, but i don't think we want to sabo our image now. bushy eye brows, large shirt with high waist jeans. its that bad.

We all grew a little in our own ways. Maturity, lady likeness... linger still a little bit of improperness when we get together. Well, no one is complaining. :p

Many moons ago, we were actived raging hormoned young girls wanting to try new stuff, eager to get our driving license and explore the world. But really, time passed so fast that we never did a official launch for our 'freedom'.
Now, we all have drivers license, done with tertiary education and moving on to the execution chair of the working world. It ain't sweet chocolate.

Miss the times of 'making up non-existant people' . Waiting for the bell to ring, we rush to get nasi lemak and the occasion splurge of nasi ayam.. nak PEHA ya! Writing loads of crap and rubbish among ourselves, write love letters, the frequent junk food intake during class, and sleeping in class of course.

ok ok... boss intercom already, got to go!

To my girlfriends, CHEERS to many more moons of love.

Two cents thought

今天，一个人驾车回家的路中。 我突然间开始跟自己聊了起来。对自己的苦恼对话。觉得好笨， 可是都无所谓吧。。都没人在场。。

深夜里，驾着车边听着王力宏的歌， 突然觉得好有感触哦。心理的每一句话都想对他说，实在的我没有哪个勇气。心里想想，嘴里讲讲就够了吧。

度假回来之后，我的感觉变了。可能是外地的空气吧，我不知。这几天觉得满辛苦，虽然天天都见到你，我心里还是觉得跟以前都不一样了。之前，对那默默喜欢你的感觉，没了。我发觉到我的心开始慢慢的转变。我对你的感情也都谈了。

不知道几时开始，我对你的来电，你的专寻，没有了心跳加速的感觉了。之前我对每件事与你有关的都有特殊的期待，都想与你分享。谈了，真的谈了。可能是自私吧， 可能我在保护自己的感情吧。可能我有预感我们是盛不下去了。友情，爱情，亲情。。。算了吧。

今天，我为我自己做了一个决定。我要为我自己的前途而活。 为你而活的时间到此结束。

DELI-cious

Just a lil update from me...

Finally, I went and tried the oh so famous Ms Read's Delicious. Didn't order food cause it was pretty late a night, and most of us had eaten. So we drank and sat over a pastry. The environment.. hmmm.. friendly, spacious, very easy, laid back environment. A nice relax place to just hang around, catch up with one another... not too noisy, table not so close to one another... i like!

Its the weekend!

The week have passed so fast. It's Friday already. Madness. There must be a constant reminder on what day it is on the desk or else, hmmm.... i feel... today, macam wednesday aje.

This week is 'terrible week'... PR Meeting, Interviews, more meetings, Astro died-ed on us, Aunty suspected mild stroke, late night hospital visit, taking more anti-histamines, more meetings arranged for next week, emotional turmoil... If only it was much much simpler. Damn the challenges.

That aside, with much positive thinking,

i'm looking forward to the Penang weekend tomorrow with family. The best make up for sucky weekdays are.... HOLIDAY weekend with a monday off work. How awesome! I can't wait to drown myself into the night market in feringgi and the wooooohooooo asam laksas. Oh ya, of cos, my lovely grandma.

This time it's gonna be a little more exciting than previous trip to 'see my granny in Penang'. Two good friends of mine will be there too, this weekend. Joanna with her parents, Aaron with his parents. And all staying at the Gurney Hotel. Hahahha.... great arrangement yea. I guess three of us sabo our parents into taking us all there. Can't wait. really.

Not forgetting, the ultimate reason. FOOD! Gurney Drive's food is slightly overpriced for the portion they are giving now and the quality like so-so only. But oh well, when we go there its like walking down memory lane more than anything to do with the food.

The nicest Char Kuey Tiaw but in mamak style. coolness.

OF COS, the famous fried fried stuff. Who la can forget.

Damn aaron for going there today. Priviledge of not working on friday HAR! aku jeles! sangat jeles!

Sungguh late the post. Selamat hari jadi to Daniel. My dear childhood friend, Daniel Wong Beng Ho. You know, we'll still love you nomatter what happens, or what you become.. hahaha...

KISS KISS for the BDAY BOY. eyh, the kisses comes with conditiones later one ok! hahaha... and you tot you got free kisses. Bawahahaha....

Stupit hair. spoilt the picture. remind me, must go cut.

*edited that boy closing his eyes, like forced only, well, yea. kinda. hah. who cares.

@ Market Place. Joanna's leg punye angle look a bit cacat-ed.

Ok la, have to get back to work eventhough boss not around. At least, must look real busy. Mind you, it takes great skills. :p