all things josie

All I want for Christmas...

2011-12-22T00:25:00.001+08:00

....is to have some decent sleep.

Make that lots of it.

Exactly my thoughts...

2011-12-05T01:34:00.000+08:00

Conversations with my colleague...

2011-12-04T16:41:00.000+08:00

Colleague: Thanks for the favour, I'll belanja you yau char kuai next time okay?

Me: Eh, now la...I'm hungry now....

Colleague: Now ah? Only got one yau char kuai wor. But not oily one.

Me: -___- Idiot, I don't want your yau char kuai. I want something that is filling.

Colleague: Eh, mine can be filling too! But liquid only la......

Me: -_____________________________________________________-

*knocks head on table* x 10 times

Just shoot for the stars....

2011-12-02T01:21:00.000+08:00

Adam Levine makes it harder for me to breathe....

VS using Maroon 5's 'Moves Like Jagger' for the show is just brilliant.

Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand...

2011-11-06T16:31:00.002+08:00

Might as well put the tutus I made into ~~good use~~ vanity shots ....

Culinary 101

2011-11-05T17:25:00.001+08:00

Sometimes I wonder if I should have studied Culinary instead of Communications.

Spinach & Mushroom Cous Cous with Feta Cheese

Chicken Roulade with Grilled Carrots and Peppers

Breakfast Pancake with Roasted Peppers

Oatmeal Carrot Muffins - Before

Oatmeal Carrot Muffins - After

Grilled Thyme Chicken with Roasted Carrots Glazed with Honey,
Oven Roasted Potato Stack Drizzled with Truffle Oil & Buttered Spinach

My tears dry on their own...

2011-07-24T21:50:00.000+08:00

So we are history,
The shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.

RIP Amy Winehouse, who eerily joins a host of other immensely talented but irrevocably tragic musicians who met their demise at the age of 27 (think Cobain, Joplin, Morrison, Hendrix).

To Swiss, With Love....

2011-07-11T01:10:00.002+08:00

It has been exactly a week since I arrived home on Sunday morning, tired, jet-lagged and bleary-eyed.

I had just returned to Malaysia after spending a week in Lucerne, Switzerland, together with a group of our Diploma in Culinary students, two chef lecturer colleagues, an assistant editor from The Star, a secondary school counsellor and two secondary school students, who were champions of our 2011 Power Chef competition. Our university partner, IMI University Centre, had graciously hosted our stay and made us feel welcome.

To be honest, I was a little bit sad having to leave the country renowned for their hospitality, chocolates, cheese and watches. Switzerland, to me, was more than that. It promised me lakes and mountains, but I got more than I bargained for. The views and sceneries that greeted me day and night, everywhere I went, were absolutely breathtaking. Mountains loomed everywhere, the lake was tranquil and the greenery lush. But more so, the country itself is an amazing place to live in. Self-sufficient (some would say self-contained) in terms of economy, neutral in its views and standing, and they found a way to merge the modernity of the city with its old heritage and charm, making tourists throng the country in increasing numbers year by year.

Switzerland, oh Switzerland, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

1. Ain't no mountain high enough

Words may never be enough and the pictures might not do it justice, but there it was and it took my breathe away. The mountains made me want to run around with my arms open wide, belting out 'The hillsssss are aliveeeeeeeeeeeee......'. Or start yodeling. Or both.

The view greeting me each morning from my room at IMI's on-campus accomodation

Countryside homes by the mountain reminiscent of miniature sets

2. The tranquility of the lake

There's something to be said about the way the lake makes me feel. At the risk of sounding oh-so very cliched, I felt very zen. At peace with mind, body and soul. It's so calming, so tranquil, that I can imagine days spent sailing on the lake and never feeling bored. Of course, that's all currently a figment of my imagination, but still.....

The enchanting view from my cruise around Lake Lucerne

When I become a real adult, I want to spend my days like this...

3. The old town charm

Now, I have a penchant for old buildings and cobbled-stone pavements. I could walk for hours soaking in sights of these old beauty and just marveling at the architecture.

The Chapel Bridge, constructed in the 14th century

Cafes and restaurants lined up by the lake

Charming buildings everywhere I turn

4. All that chocolate-y goodness!

See, I've never been a big fan of chocolates. I won't say that this one trip has convinced me and turned me into one, but it has compelled me enough to buy 'em and keep some for myself! At the excursion to the chocolate factory, our lovely guide said one of the reasons why Swiss chocolates are so yummy is because of the milk used. I've got to agree with her.

Sehrish, one of our students, holding up the cocoa beans

5. Cheese-y is as cheesy does

My kind of heaven. I love my cheeses, the smellier the better. So you can see how I almost could not contain my excitement about visiting a cheese factory and trying out the local cheese as well as fondue while I was at it. It was explained to us that each cantons in Switzerland produces its own cheese that is uniquely theirs.

The Appenzeller Cheese Factory

Blocks of Appenzeller Cheese

Fondue - mmMmMmMmmMmmmm

6. The ever efficient public transportation

Well, me being Malaysian, will never stop being amazed at the convenience, efficiency and punctuality at the public transportation in countries that have an amazing system put in place. The buses are so punctual that, if they are early, they will stop by the road en-route until it's time for them to reach their next destination. On the dot.

7. Not having to fear for my life when I cross the road...

This is a big plus for me as I'm not, errr....that good when it comes to crossing roads. Cars stop for us whenever we need to cross. Yes yes, I know, this happens in many other countries too, but NEVER in Malaysia and hence why it never fails to amaze me. Simple things like these got me hooked. :D

8. The cold Swiss air

Granted, it was summer when we visited. It still is, but summer lasted all of three days when we were there. The next few days after, the cool breeze greeted us, lapping gently in the wind and I found myself closing my eyes just for a few short seconds, from time to time, taking it all in.

9. The quirky houses

Need I say more?

10. Clean water EVERYWHERE

Love the fact that I could just refill my water bottle just about anywhere, be it from the tap at my bathroom sink or that little fountain smack right in the old town.

These are of course in no order and are not the only things I love about Switzerland. The list is long, I'd have to admit. But most of all, the travelling was made fun by the group I was with - it was an educational learning trip for the students, but at the end of the day, we all had something to learn from one another.

The entourage

All my bags are packed and I am so bloody frikkin' ready to go....

2011-06-25T13:01:00.000+08:00

My hunt for Swiss Francs finally ended. *phew*

Over the last week, I've traipsed about to, maybe, 15 -17 money changers, called countless of them in Selangor and Wilayah to check if they have any. And none came up with good news. Like WTF?!! Seriously? This entire country does not have Swiss Francs?

When I finally gave up yesterday and begrudgingly made my way to the bank, one of the money changers called me back and said they have it for me. I spoke to this money changer on Thurs, who confirmed that he had the amount I wanted, and when I went over there yesterday, he wasn't in but his brother was, and told me they didn't have. Even after I told him I already spoke to his brother who promised to reserve it for me. So anyways, when the brother I spoke to finally return, he called me to say it was a mistake, his brother thought it was for someone else.

I tell you, it was so bloody stressful. Like I tak cukup stress at work already.

But la ti da ti da, my bags are packed, I've got my money - I'm off to Switzerland for a week!

Bring on the Bhangra!

2011-06-14T23:51:00.001+08:00

It was a wedding of much joy, laughter and tears! Yes, the waterworks was full on. Cried at the brother's speech. Cried at the crying ceremony. Cried saying bye to Rish's mother. WTH.

I don't think I've ever been to a Punjabi wedding, and this, was a GREAT one. Of course, it's Risha we're talking about here. Years back, when the honeybunnies were discussing who would be the first to get married, we all unanimously voted Risha, although she wasn't seeing anyone then (I think Rach, Daph and I was).

What can I say, we were so right. :D

Where do I start? The 4-day celebrations were tiring alright (although we got to Ipoh only in time for day two celebrations), but it was so colourful and full of traditions, and at the end of the day, I'm kinda glad that it's a 4-day thing, cos it meant that we got to spent more time with Rish as she's leaving for her honeymoon tomorrow and then it's straight back to the States, where Dhssraj is based.

The Gidda was on Wednesday. This was the one I missed. Lains, Rach and I drove down on Thursday, in time for the Sangeet. We all decided to wear saree for this, and while Lains got it good (she got her saree stitched, so no tying involved), Rach and I had to get to Rish's place so the aunties there can tie it for us before heading off for the Sangeet at the hotel.

But of course, we were late. And because we didn't want to walk around in just the saree top and underskirt (tsk tsk, that would like walking around in your underwear), we rolled / bundled ourselves up in the saree. Really really badly. Rach and I were hiking the saree up so that we could at least walk, albeit not very properly, and when we got to Rish's, almost everyone have gone to the hotel. :S

Rish's newly renovated family mansion (yes, mansion is the correct word) is huge and we sorta got lost trying to find our way upstairs, and halfway walking up the stairs with our sari hiked up, slipping off and all, we bumped into her brother, who took one look at us and immediately pointed to Rish's room. ROFL. We must have been quite a sight.

Rach and I looking for help :P

Anyways, luckily Shantini, Rish's friend from uni, came to our rescue. So that we'd at least look decent.

Us girls at the Sangeet

There were a lot of performances - these boys were VERY entertaining to watch. A lot of dancing and jiggling later on too.

Day 3 was the henna ceremony and Maiyan.

And the last one was the wedding ceremony at her place and lunch reception at another hotel. And then back to her place for the crying ceremony. I seriously have no idea what it's called, but the girls kept referring to it as the crying ceremony, so crying ceremony it is.

They weren't joking. We were seriously crying. Think the fact that Risha was really leaving us to go live halfway around the world contributed to the ever-flowing waterworks.

Anyhoo, this is down memory lane.

Four years back. As usual, one honeybunny is always missing and this time, it's Daph.

6 years back

I am tempted to put older pics, but I got a feeling she will kill me. :D

Love you, Risha. Will always remember that one drizzling evening in Bangsar when you told me about Dhssraj, because you had twinkle in your eyes. Here's to wishing you guys an awesome and wonderful marriage!

P.S. Please remember I called dibs on your second child. :D

Same same but different

2011-05-23T02:58:00.000+08:00

In my playlist:

Breathe - Anna Nalick
Breathe - Prodigy
Breathe - Pink Floyd

Heaven - Eva Cassidy
Heaven - Gotthard
Heaven - Bryan Adams

Moral of the story: Be creative when it comes to song titles please.

Yo America, what is wrong with you?!

2011-05-20T21:30:00.000+08:00

Seriously upset and annoyed that Haley Reinhart got booted off AI.

Seriously???!!!

I mean, yes, the other two can sing. But they don't hold a candle anywhere near her and they are so BORING.

How can you vote someone off when she can sing like this.

And like this.

And like this.

And like this (by the way, Casey shouldn't have been booted off too. And this is fast becoming one of my favourite duet pieces ever).

America, you clearly have no taste. *tsk tsk*

Scary Carrie is engaged!

2011-05-15T00:41:00.001+08:00

Last year, when I told Carrie that I found out Hugo was gonna propose to Meu while they're on their holiday and swore her to absolute secrecy, she made me promise that if I found out her boyfriend was gonna propose to her, I'd have to tell her.

I scoffed it off. Pfffffttttttt, it's ridiculous. Like seriously, why would I want to do that? Spoil the surprise? Her boyfriend won't be a happy camper.

Well, it's a good thing that I don't actually know her boyfriend as they're in HK and I'm here....because as it turned out, he proposed to her early this month while they were holidaying in Santorini!

Super romantic. And their story is a cute one too, gives you warm fuzzy feelings all over. They're neighbours who kept bumping into each other in the elevator. Sounds familiar and while not all similar stories end well (but's another story for another day), this one does! This one SO does.

Am so happy for her. She texted us girls one early morning and told us to check out her FB because she didn't want us to miss out on something incredible. :D

Here's to Carrie - our Scary Carrie who, back in college days, squirted liquid off a stress reliever straight into her eyes when she tried to peel the 'cellophane tape' off (we told her it's NOT cellophane tape but did she listen? Noooooooooooo....) and did so many other unbelievably funny and ridiculous stuff that I really should refrain from saying (maybe it will all come out during the wedding :p).

Glad to have you in my life, babe.
xoxo

Monday night entertainment

2011-05-10T00:46:00.000+08:00

Over a very hearty finger-lickin' and super sinful crab dinner....

Susan, in trying to describe something, went, "It's kinda like a sausage, but when you squeeze it, something gooey comes out....."

And Lainie goes, "DODOL!"

Champion.

Seriously, dodol wouldn't have been my first thought. It wasn't anyone's first thought, like Trish said, to which Lains retorted, "Yeah, spot the lesbian."

I'm glad I have entertaining friends. :D

Do the slut walk....

2011-05-08T20:28:00.002+08:00

There comes a time where a girl must brave herself and get ready to be pimped out by her friends in the name of the time-honoured traditional hen night.

Sure, it's a celebration of her *ahem* last night as a singleton and of her impending nuptials and wedded bliss, yadda yadda yadda.....

....in all honesty, it's just a legit excuse for us to have a bit of a laugh at the bride-to-be's expense. :P

But just be on the safe side, I say that with a heart brimming with love. :D

Babygirl Janice is getting married!
Made the tent card. The back says 'Caution: Hen Night In Progress'.
Super useful, we used it as a placard later on in the night and flashed it in random strangers' faces.

The theme for the night was 'Hookers, Tarts & Sluts' (stop raising your eyebrows), and yes, it was a legit excuse to wear as little clothing as possible. Dinner was at Daika(yourmother)nyama, where I thought the food was only so so.

After dins, decked out in our hen night headgear and armed with balloons, a basket full of condoms, a milk bottle bank, placards and menu for the night, we decided to trawl the streets of Changkat because (as we all know) Changkat is usually full of expats, and I thought they would be more game for it and more generous. I thought wrong - they were definately game for it but not as generous as we thought. Pffftttttttt....

Menu

Hassling some dude in Finnegan's

Think we only made about 200 odd there. Surprisingly (and we didn't set out to sell the balloons initially, it was for us), the balloons were pretty popular. We sold it for RM10 each. :D

After less than an hour or so, we decided to head to Velvet instead. It was a hot night. We needed air conditioning. Pronto.

Velvet was a success! Hahaha! I don't know if it was alcohol-induced, but the guys were much much more generous. When we did a round in Phuture, the DJs got us all in the console and made a shout-out. Made our job much easier. *two thumbs up* Think we made about 1.2K in Zouk. Thanks for the love, peeps!

Dared Janice to do some stuff too. We actually had a deck of cards with a list of 10 items for her to do. We didn't manage to make her finish the deck (mostly because we got into the spirit of selling condoms, drinking and dancing!). One that we managed to get her to do, was pinch a guy's butt. Someone random that we chose for her. And this dude was more than happy too, like seriously happily posing for picture too. *grin*

Garters and corsets were the orders of the night

Say what? Deadmau5? Pfttttttttttt....

What goes on in the Ladies

The milk bottle bank

Much love, babygirl XOXO

It's Thorsday!

2011-05-05T18:21:00.000+08:00

Geddit? It's Thursday and I'm gonna go watch Thor today. Thorsday! Hehehehe!

Sometimes I think I'm quite funny. :D

Not so flirty after all....

2011-05-03T21:48:00.000+08:00

So yesterday in the car ride from Kuantan to KL, I caught the Flirty at 5.30 segment on FlyFM, and let me say while it makes for good entertainment, I think those who participate, in the hopes of their object of affection saying yes to a date to them when the radio announcers call the other party up, are probably sheer insane or just plain stupid.

Seriously, putting someone on the spot like that? The other party is so pressured to say yes to the date even if they're not interested. Or worse - risking yourself to public humiliation on national radio when face with rejection.

Case in point:
The caller yesterday, Jessica, said that she met a guy, Lan, over Twitter, and have been conversing for some period of time before finally going out on a date with him. And she said, there was instant connection, got along great, yadda yadda yadda. Fast forward to a month's time, she still hasn't gotten the second date and they don't talk as much now.

Doesn't that tell you something?

Anyways, the radio announcers then called this guy up and asked him if he's gone out on dates with with his Twitter friends, which he said yes, and when asked if any of it was memorable and if anyone has caught his eye, he flat out said no.

Okayyyyyy...........

So they asked, 'What about Jessica?' and he goes 'Oh, she's great but no, not my type.' So, of course, they probed further, asking why he thought so when she said the chemistry was great and they had a nice date, and he goes, 'Well, she doesn't shave.'

And Jessica suddenly comes on the line and straight out saying that he led her on and what kinda lame excuse is that saying she doesn't shave?

So the radio announcers asked which part. Legs? Pits? And this guy, seriously a pariah of his gender, has the audacity to say, 'Well, I can't say, but it's where the sun don't shine....'

This Jessica girl hung up.

Whoa. Seriously. I know everyone's got their preferences, but dude, insinuating that you've had sex with her and you're rejecting her now because she doesn't shave down there is way below the belt.

And he's got the cheek to play it down to the ways of his gender.

I listened in disbelief. Like serious left-my-jaw-hanging disbelief. So can someone tell me the point of this exercise? I've only tuned in to this segment a few times, and more often than not, it sounds awkward and the other party seems a bit hesitant to say a-okay to the date. And this one, well, just blew out of proportion. While I fully sympathize with this Jessica girl, I feel like shaking her. If the guy hasn't asked you out on a second date and it's been more than a month, does that not tell you something? If he's interested, he would have asked and not waited. Even if he was busy in whatever is it he was busy with (maybe trying to save the world with his tweets), he would have found a way to let you know he wants a second date.

Oh well, for all I know, the calls could be staged. Well, if it wasn't, shame on Twitter dude, and if it was, shame on FlyFM.

Twitter...

2011-04-22T23:14:00.000+08:00

...killed the blogging star.

Well, at least for me anyway.

March...

2011-04-03T14:29:00.001+08:00

....has been a very trying month.

Three working weekends, a wedding back in Kuantan, an ROM party, a funeral, a lot of work drama and issues, being a vegetarian, having to hear that people think I have a thing with a colleague.

And these are only the things I remember. Man, March has been such a flurry and it feels like I've aged 3 years in one month.

This weekend is my first free weekend I've had in a very long while. Caught up on sleep, cleaned the apartment, met up with friends and had normal conversation that wasn't about work, and in a coupla hours, gonna have the massage that I so really need.

So, yes, I'm alive. I'm not hiding out because I'm depressed (bloody treehugger). I've just been a workaholic.

HOMAIBLARDYGOODNESS...

2011-01-07T23:56:00.000+08:00

The Grumpy Chef tells me, "I think you and the ADD Chef will be a perfect match."

I gave him my most AREYOUKIDDINGMEWTF face. Seriously, cos ADD Chef is like a child and will drive me insane.

The Grumpy Chef replied, "Correct la. He's like a child, you're like a mother. Perfect mar, no?"

-____-

Is it written in the stars?

2011-01-05T13:32:00.000+08:00

There is a trend in the Christmas presents that I got recently.

- Bottles of truffle oil and apple balsamic
- Martini glasses
- Cookie cutters

To top it off, from my Christmas trip back in Kuantan, my mother packed me off with:

- A sandwich maker / toaster
- A pasta machine
- Pyrex pie dishes

Gulp, what are the signs telling me?

The first for 2011...

2011-01-03T01:34:00.000+08:00

It was possibly the most kelam-kabut NYE of my entire life, but all that matters is I'm in the company of good friends. Love and laughter was all around.

Happy 2011, yall!

How to snag a guy....

2010-12-28T15:02:00.000+08:00

Christmas potluck party at Carolyn's on Boxing Day, and I made chicken pie.

Shen took a spoonful and went, "WHO MADE THE CHICKEN PIE?"

In my head, I thought, "Die la, don't tell me something wrong...."

"Errrrrrrrrrrr........me lah. Why ah?"

"It's damn GOOD, wei!"

"Oh okay! Thanks!" *big cheesy grin*

"Can marry wei...."

"..........just because of the chikin pie??!!"

"Yeah, it's that good."

So, it's true, the way to a man's heart is through his tum-tum (kidding!). And also I AM A CULINARY GODDESS (this is for real). :D

Why I love wearing heels...

2010-12-20T23:50:00.000+08:00

"OMG, you're so short without your heels! So short!'

-_-

How to.....

2010-12-13T22:00:00.000+08:00

....make things MORE fun at weddings.

Bring two teddy bears to represent your two buddies who couldn't make it to the wedding and sorta pretend they're real.
Get bride and groom drunk (no brainer, really).
Steal room key card from groom.
Head to bridal suite with a bunch of other people before bride and groom heads back to err...consumate the wedding.
Steal fake Christmas pressies from underneath the Christmas tree at hotel lobby (because said tree is way too huge to be dragged back to bridal suite).
Sprinkle flower petals on marital bed.
Draw hearts and write lovey dovey messages on mirror with lipstick.
Get friends to hop on the luggage cart and push it around like a beca (wo)man.
Place flower petals on passed out groom's spectacles, place pear (or a stalk of flower, or both) on groom's mouth, sprinkle petals on groom's crotch and proceed to take pictures.
Laugh yourself silly.
Laugh yourself even more silly when groom wakes up next morning and posts up a picture of the lippie-stained bathroom mirror with the caption 'What happened last night?????'

Whodunnit?

Congratulations, TJ and Shee Na!

It was a blast!

Fa la la la la la la la la......

2010-12-08T14:03:00.000+08:00

Geri sent me an email this morning of which, at first glance, I thought was a junk mail.

holaplstellmewhatyouwouldlikeforxmasandbdaytomakelifeeasierthankyouverymuchhaveagoodday

Seriously, I dunno what I want. I mean, I know what I want, but you really can't give me a boyfriend/toyboy/man-maid as a pressie right?

Anyways, I told her to go and make a donation to a charity organization on my behalf.

She asked if I'm sure. I'm not, but it seems like a good idea, doesn't it?

It seems like, with all the fa la la la la commercialization that Christmas has become synonymous to, we forget the real meaning of what this celebration is all about.

Wahlau, I sound so old.

Think it comes with the 'I can't believe I'm turning 29 end of this month and then 4 days later, wham, I'm 30!' mentality.

Die.

Missing out...

2010-11-27T00:01:00.000+08:00

My girls in Siem Reap. This is to remind myself how much it sucks when I have to miss out on a holiday.

.....

2010-11-09T18:40:00.000+08:00

Why do I still feel like the biggest fool even after we've already agreed to drop the issue?

I feel majorly let down and the disappointment sucks big time. I think I'm gonna give up on you.

R.I.P

2010-11-07T21:51:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, instead of going for Shee Na's hen's night, I found myself making my way to Klang together with Sarah and Amee for Yew Jin's brother's wake.

My heart seriously goes out to his family. A month ago, he lost his grandmother. And now, to lose his brother and for his parents to lose a son in such a short time, I cannot even begin to imagine the pain and anguish they're going through.

Initially, we were told it was a heart attack. Which was shocking since his brother was only 32. I found myself thinking, '32. That's 3 years away from how old I am now.' And I can tell you, it scared the shit outta me.

Later on at the wake, Ling told us that the brother had intestinal cancer and no one knew, and they didn't think the brother knew it himself. It was apparently quite advanced but there were no symptoms at all, save for breathing difficulties which the brother thought was due to his flu.

He passed on his sleep.

In a way, it's good if he did not know at all. At least, he went without worries and suffering. But on the other hand, would you rather not know?

My condolences to the Tan family.

Leaving on a jetplane...

2010-10-12T17:42:00.003+08:00

First it was Kelv going off to Abu Dhabs, now Joeby's gone to London! The boys have left *boohoohoo*!

Am I feeling sentimental? You bet I am. :(

Good times. It was great while it lasted. Taking comfort in the fact that we'll always have our annual awesome trips!

Simple

2010-10-08T00:21:00.001+08:00

Men give, women receive. It's a biological destiny.
- Samantha Jones, Sex and the City -

Stress is...

2010-10-07T17:23:00.000+08:00

.....returning to your home sweet home after work and finding your electricity cut off.

And my bill is only 200 bucks (like seriously, WTF?!).

Granted, it's my own fault for forgetting to pay, but I settled the payment online that night itself. Which apparently, I shouldn't have. According to the good people at TNB, I should go to a branch to pay instead, because otherwise it takes 3 working days. WTF?!

Seriously, trying to get someone to speak to me regarding this when I called the TNB line, gave me bloody high blood pressure (if I didn't already have it).

It took forever for them to call me back (yes, apparently they got some canggih call back system cos being put on hold for 15mins is so not funny), and then the operator didn't even understand simple English, and then she told me about the 3 working days thing.

So I told them call my bank and I'll give them the reference number. Surely such a simple thing can be done?

Finally, much later in the evening, after don't know how many umpteenth callbacks, being put on hold and explanations later, they told me that 'Yes, it will be restored by today between 5.30pm - 10pm'.

WTF??!!

Why cannot do earlier?

'Because that's the only time the restoration work is done, m'am.'

WTF???!!

So, I'm supposed to sit around in the dark until they bloody restore the damn electricity?

LUCKILY, when I got back yesterday at 8plus, my electricity was already running. Or else, STRESS!

A glutton for punishment....

2010-10-03T15:02:00.000+08:00

........that's what I am.

Still recovering from my bout of cough and sorethroat, I threw caution to the wind and had a total of two drinks (TWO ONLY, pfffftttttttttt!) last Friday and woke up on Saturday morning with a lump the size of a tennis ball lodged in my throat and flu added to the equation. Joy.

Ah heck, it was a good Friday night at least. Girly dins at Alexis celebrating Shen's birthday, while the two old couples next table shot killer glares our way just cause we were flirting with our waiter, talking dirty amongst ourselves, singing 'Happy Birthday, soh hai!' to our girl while she waves around the red negligee she got as pressie.

Nice.

What is not so nice is spending the weekend cooped up at home because you're looking like shit with puffy eyes, waterworks coming out of your nostrils and having to croak when you need to talk.

My Malay neighbour rang my doorbell, inviting me to go over for their Raya open house, but I had to make apologetic excuses for my appearance and non-attendance. -_-

No rendang for me, I guess.

Luckily, I bought more than enough books to keep me company.

Sighhhhh.......

Tak jadi.....AGAIN!

2010-09-30T19:25:00.000+08:00

The barbeque we're meant to have today, which was postponed from last week, is postponed AGAIN. Seems Kelv's KUL flight got diverted to SG, or was given away. Or something like that.

I don't know how his fridge in AUH will look like with the 10 slabs of pork ribs, 3 springboks, 2 ribeyes and one ostrich.

EPIC FAIL.

But gotta say, it's a small relief since am recovering from a bad bout of sorethroat and barbie's are mighty heaty!

Songs not to listen to when you're in the office

2010-09-26T22:27:00.000+08:00

I think I reeeaaaaaallly need to start organizing my MP3s into playlists, especially office-friendly ones because some of my songs quite agro / not very appropriate.

Imagine this:

The designer in front of me plays praise and worship songs and what am I listening to?
Nine Inch Nails' Closer or Alanis Morrisette's You Oughta Know or Nirvana's Rape Me or Nouvelle Vague's Too Drunk To Fuck.

Not ALL of my songs are agro / inappropriate. It's just that my MP3 collection is a bit eclectic.

Oh well, no complaints so far, but I really should get cracking on the damn playlists.

Dim Sum Girl - The Notorious MSG

2010-09-25T15:50:00.002+08:00

This song cracks me up. Used to make my friends listen to it because it's friggin' hillarious!

Wake up, Malaysia

2010-09-25T14:41:00.001+08:00

I'm thinking maybe I should quit my job and become a principal of a government school instead, because apparently there's quite a lot of stuff I can get away with.

Yup, if you're a 'senior government official above the pay grade 48', the DPM can't do anything to you. He's *ahem* 'powerless'.

You have a cartoonist arrested because apparently his cartoons are seditious, but then you don't consider racism as sedition.

Left, right, center, you have people detained under the ISA (which was meant to curb communism, and not to repress lawful political opposition and democratic citizen activity, and is clearly being abused now) for merely expressing their opinions about the government or reporting a fact, and then when a principal of your 'majority race' utters racism statements, you have your government say it's bloody powerless.

C'mon, people, wake up and see what kind of government you have. Is this the Malaysia you want? Don't just stand by and say you are but one person and can't do anything to make a change. Together, you're a collective voice and that means something, so every single person counts.

It still irks me that a lot of my friends are not registered voters.

What does it take, people?

Hiking up Kiara, can see Mont Kiara

2010-09-18T15:05:00.000+08:00

Finally tried doing the Kiara trails at the TTDI park. It's more of a walk through the trails than a proper hike. Maybe we took the wrong route la, there were too many forks and we weren't sure which ones to take.

We were rewarded with this view. Could see the housing area and the condos at Mont Kiara.

Made the mistake of putting the caption below.

My idiot friends started commenting.

Bugger.

Boys boys boys!

2010-09-14T23:00:00.002+08:00

Saw the boys and their mommies over the weekend. Haiyo, cho cute, I cannot tahan la.

Aiden

Ethan

Joshua

Thevi's on to number 2 now. The doctor said big probability it's a boy. Man, all boys! Keep your daughters at home!

gasp

2010-09-14T22:38:00.000+08:00

I think I am severely lacking of stamina at the mo. Since the Standard Chartered run, which was in June, I have not run or hike until last Saturday. We had an impromptu hike up Gasing since Bukit Cahaya was closed (we were supposed to go cycling *boohoohoo*).

And I was surprised to find my lungs contracting and myself gasping for air going up the steep bits. And 3 days later, my calves are still aching.

How cannnnnn????

This is bad. This is VERY bad.

It's time to whip myself back into shape again.

I wonder if the most painful massage I have ever had in my entire life by the blind masseur on Friday has anything to do with it.

*cry*

What does it mean to be a Malaysian?

2010-09-01T14:52:00.002+08:00

This year, I really didn't feel the spirit. Needless to say, I wasn't out on the streets celebrating our nation's 53rd Independence Day because, truth be told, I'm not sure I like what it feels to be a Malaysian now.

You get racial slurs by principals, teachers and politicians who call us 'pendatang' and asking us to go back to our country (Wait a minute, I was born and raised in Malaysia. Isn't this my country too? Because I really can't identify any other countries to call my own), vandalism of places of worship, cowheads (this one got me utterly disgusted at the human race. I mean, how low can you go?), circus clowns posing as politicians and don't even get me started on the Teoh Beng Hock case.

These are only those at the top of my head.

And then you have the Anwar case.

PKFZ. Ring a bell, anyone?

Innocent people getting assaulted while going over to join in the Merdeka celebrations.

The list goes on and on and on, unfortunately.

So, is this what it's like to be a Malaysian?

To be a second class citizen just because we're not the majority?

Just because we didn't write our Malaysian sejarah textbooks (funny, because I hear what I studied then is slightly different from what kids are studying now)?

To have no freedom in practicing my religion? Oh apparently, one is granted that 'freedom', but it's just not absolute. The last I checked, the word I'm not supposed to use wasn't TMed. And yeah, you can't stage a play in your church during the holy month of Ramadhan because apparently it's really insensitive to the majority of the Muslims living in that area. Really? Please tell me how. Because as far as I know, the Muslims don't step into churches (oh wait, what about the two Muslim journalists who did that undercover and spat out the Holy Communion. Now, how's that for insensitivity?). Surely the 'noise' from the play won't be played out loud and broadcasted to the whole neighbourhood?

To have that constant fear in you that you might be awarded a 'flying kick' by the majority the next time you're walking and just minding your own business just because you're not one and they want you to go back to your own country? What country? Where, damnit, where?

And then you have the government wondering why Malaysian students who study abroad are not willing to come back to 'serve' their country.

Seriously?

Sigh.

It's really disheartening, for sure.

But you know what, as despondent as I am, I still hold on that slight glimmer of hope. I believe that the majority of Malaysians (of all races, majority or not) want to make a change for a better Malaysia so that our children will inherent a good country.

I chanced upon this article written by a Malay lawyer. It's that glimmer of hope I was talking about.

Also, someone please get rid of the bloody 'Dan Lain-Lain' box because it is really offensive. YES, IT IS.

Okay, I'm done now.

Ta-da!

2010-08-31T23:06:00.001+08:00

Out with the

old

In with the

new

I even included an MP3 player because it had such retro skins. Look!

Cute right?

Yeah, that little widget lasted a whole half hour. After a while, I couldn't stand the fact that it played a new song every time I clicked on to a new page.

Oh well.

A very confusing conversation

2010-08-30T01:45:00.000+08:00

On BBM with Rish.

Rish: ....I'm leaving for the States next week.

Me: Whaaaaat? Eh, so you don't know when you're coming back?

Rish: Eh, we had this conversation la.

Me: No, we didn't.

Rish: That's why I'll be in KL next weekend. The 4th. Remember? I leave on 6th.

Me: That's Lainie la, idiot. Not me. This is the first time I'm hearing of it.

See, Lainie told me that Rish will be down in KL on the 4th, but no mention of her leaving the country. And when I spoke to Rish after that, she mentioned coming down to KL over Merdeka weekend, but no mention of her being here on the 4th and certainly no mention of her leaving the bloody country.

Rish: Eh...?? Really ah? I'm confused...

Me: Yes. REALLY.

Rish: Okay okay, so I leave on the 6th.

Me: Okay, dinner on the 4th then. With Rach and Lains.

Rish: Ya, do dinner next weekend. Wasn't that the plan? I'm so confused la.

Me: ......see, you didn't have this conversation with me.

Rish: Now I'm wondering who I made plans with.

Seriously, the woman needs to keep track of her conversations.

But awww, can't believe she's leaving the country so soon! Thought she was gonna go only end of the year.

Another bunny gone. :(

If nobody's watching, you will never know...

2010-08-29T16:59:00.001+08:00

Loving Robin Thicke!

Got himself some blue-eyed soul....

Circus clown

2010-08-28T20:39:00.001+08:00

I am so embarrassed for Malaysia right now.

Click on each link in that sentence and you'll understand why.

Malaysia boleh.

Who's the other engaged couple? :D

2010-08-26T11:42:00.000+08:00

....and the other couple who got engaged is.....................................

*drumroll please*

Okay, since they haven't exactly announced it to the world yet, I shall keep my mouth shut for the mean time. :P

This I gotta say, it's a bloody relief that it all finally took place, cos....ermmm, it's kinda hard keeping something this big to yourself. For 3 months, can die wei.

But, they're finally engaged! OMG, was grinning like a mad Chesire cat when she finally told me! To you *points at her* and you *points at him*, can't tell you enough how happy I am for the both of you and I think you guys are so good together and for each other!

Much much love!

Now, hurry up and start making that damn announcement, so I don't have to censor myself! Muah muah muah!

The boy's all grown up now!

2010-08-26T11:27:00.002+08:00

It really IS engagement season, ain't it?

Early this week, I found out that Justin, my very good childhood friend whom I've known since I was 8 years old and who used to pull my hair while I pinch him, proposed to his girlfriend!

I got on the phone immediately to grill him and he told me how he proposed, what happened exactly, what he said, what she said. Yes, the boy can talk, but also because he knew I'd grill him for EVERY single detail until he told me everything. :D

Gawd, am so so happy for him. Just and I go way way waaaaaayyyyyy back. Our families are close, his brother and my brother are besties, and I practically grew up with him. We saw each other through thick and thin, and there have been a few times our friendship was severely tested, but at the end of the day, all we remember is that we care too much for each other to let our friendship slide.

So, to my friend of 21 years (and counting!), congratulations to you and KY! Love you loads and we shall catch over pint or two of Guinness eh?

Happy pizza is for happy people :D

2010-08-25T22:17:00.000+08:00

Was researching on Siem Reap for my upcoming trip with the girls when I came across this.

Happy Angkor Pizza, (Pub Street). depending on how the police are feeling that day either may or may not sell you cannabis-laced "happy" pizza. It may pay to subtly confirm with your server that the pizza will be "all the way happy" but don't try the "extra happy" unless you know what you're doing. Also, note that if they are willing to sell you any herb without the pizza it is likely to be of poor quality

ROFL!

When the bunny hopped back, and right out again...

2010-08-18T22:58:00.001+08:00

....so Daph sent us into a minor frenzy last week. She was due to arrive Thursday 9am for her annual (I hope) whirlwind trip from her eternal quest of the perfect surf in Bali.

She didn't show up.

The plan was for her and Charlotte (a friend she was travelling with) to catch a cab to Rach's, and there Rach was, sitting around in the apartment just waiting.

Rach called me.

"Did you hear anything from Daph?"

"Nope. Isn't she suppose to be at your......ohhhh noooo. She's missing?"

So, we tried calling her Aussie number. Couldn't get through.

Rach and Lains called Nessa, who said she hasn't heard from her sister in a few days.

No response either from Tim, Daph's boyfriend back in Torquay.

We weren't panicking just as much yet. This is Daphne. Knowing her, she probably decided to spend another day in Bali, all the while forgetting to inform us. In the end, we decided she probably got her dates mixed up and if she didn't arrive by the next day, THEN we would start panicking.

And I think we managed to scare her telepathically, because later that night, she texted Rach saying she was arriving the next day, all very la ti da, until Rach made her realize she gave us the wrong date.

That woman drives us crazy. But we love her.

I just wish the 5 of us could be at one place the same time, which hasn't happened since.....I don't even remember when.

Maybe when Risha has her wedding ceremony.

Expectations...

2010-08-10T18:57:00.002+08:00

Waiting with bated breath, and keeping my fingers crossed.

Could today be the day? :D

Great minds think alike :P

2010-08-09T21:24:00.001+08:00

Geri: What's that Led Zep song? The fishbowl one?

Sarah and I answered at the same time, "Wish you were here?"

Don't you love it when your friends just get it?

Vuvu-what?

2010-08-08T22:40:00.001+08:00

A whole month after WC2010 is over and I finally got my vuvuzuela. Kennedy got it for us as souveniers when he was in South Africa for the WC (lucky bastard).

Joeby finally passed it to us the night we went for Slash's concert. He warned us, "Don't start practicing in the car okay."

Right.

Halfway to Sunway Lagoon, Geri started blowing it. I hooted in laughter!

"Babe, you sound like you're barfing down the vuvuzuela!"

She retorted back, "It's not easy wei! You try!"

She's right. Not easy! And she laughed back at me with MY line, "You sound like you're barfing down the vuvuzuela, kakakakkakakakkaaaa!"

Bleugh.

Her name was Lola...

2010-08-08T14:42:00.001+08:00

Found an old video of Daph and myself from ages ago in her old apartment, back when we were still studying. Don't know why we thought a video of us singing and dancing to Copacobana was a jolly good idea.

She might kill me for posting this up. :P

Good times!

Where do we go now?

2010-08-06T15:58:00.001+08:00

Got it at the right time. Awesome stuff. A bit disappointed the sound is corrupted in my video recording of the entire Paradise City performance.

But still.....

Rawk on! RAH RAH!

Phone call of the day

2010-07-31T02:33:00.003+08:00

Don't know whether to laugh or cry at how ignorant / stupid some people can be.

I had to explain to this dude from a production house, who wanted to use our campus for a shoot, that hospitality has nothing to do with hospitals.

When asked what facility the crew needed in particular, he said, "Hospital". I told him we didn't have one, but he insisted we did because 'you kan ada program hospitality?'

*pengsan*

4.5

2010-07-25T15:44:00.001+08:00

...was the number of inches on the heel of the pair of shoes I wore to work last Friday.

While it's fuckin' awesome, and I love it to bits cos it gives me the added height that I sorely lack because the tall genes so obviously went to my brothers instead, the shoes are actually next to impossible to walk in on a long stretch.

Okay, can la, since I survived wearing it to the office. But it's madness and I don't think I'll be attempting it again in the near future.

Got the shoes from Abu Dhabi and it was very much an impulse buy, the crazy heels means I've only actually worn it out of the house twice (discounting the fact that I sometimes do prance around my apartment in heels).

Sigh, beauty is pain is beauty. What we do for vanity's sake...

If there's music in the night, and it's really really right...

2010-07-25T14:53:00.001+08:00

Don't you just love lazy Sundays where you've got nothing pressing and you can just sit around in your jammies, with a big mug of coffee and Jamie Cullum playing in the background?

Awesome.

Somewhere in the middle

2010-07-15T13:53:00.000+08:00

Favourite song from Dishwalla.

Though, I think it's kinda funny they band took on the name Dishwalla. It's a Hindi term for one provides cable dish.

I think I found a new hobby...

2010-07-14T21:05:00.000+08:00

Inspired by Adam Saaks of Ed Hardy.

Fairly easy to do, and this is my first try! Gonna try some complicated design some other time. Oh ya, a super sharp pair of scissors makes all the difference.

I think he's awesome.

Makan bola, tengok bola...........NOT!

2010-07-14T00:16:00.001+08:00

Y'know, I was so indifferent towards the 2010 World Cup that I've only properly watched three matches (yes, the finals being one of it).

Had no idea who this Paul the Octopus was. I say 'who' because I thought he was a man who somehow got nicknamed Octopus.

I wikipedia'ed him.

Oh my folly.

'Reaaaaaaaaally?'

And what I read below got me cracking.

But you gotta hand it to the Octopus, fans of Holland and non-believers were left reeling and disappointed when Spain won the WC 2010, as predicted.

Speaking of which, it was the looooooooooooooongest match ever. And having sat on Laundry's bloody wooden stools for 6 bloody hours did not help. When Spain finally scored a goal, I was so happy cos I could finally go home and sleep.

FINALLY my friends and I can finally make plans without having to know if the place has a widescreen TV or not.

My directorial debut

2010-07-13T23:15:00.001+08:00

I know I'm not gonna be a Martin Scorcese.

As much fun as we had filming the video for the application, the girls didn't get picked for The Amazing Race Asia. Oh well, that's TARA's loss.

Excuse me, did you just call me an elephant?

2010-06-29T23:00:00.001+08:00

'Josie is like an elephant in a car crash'

Imagine getting an email with THAT as the subject header. Do you:

A. Scream at the sender of the said email
B. Launch into a string of very unlady-like profanities to those within a feet's proximity
C. Sink into a depression
D. Laugh out loud

Unlikely as it may seem, I did D.

After all, that email came about when Hiongy was trying to convince me that putting on the seat belt when I'm in the back seat is the way to go, because apparently, in the event of a car crash, the person sitting in the back seat without seat belts on, will impact the person in the direct front seat with the weight of an elephant.

To prove a point, he sent that email with the link of the UK commercial that prodded him to think that.

Still, being called an elephant is not something you'd be proud of.

But, all is forgiven, given his dismayed look when England bowed out from the World Cup in the England-Germany game later on that night.

I didn't rub it in, although I would have to say it's a case of silent schadenfreude. :p
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And then there were two...

2010-06-22T01:57:00.001+08:00

So, whaddya know, I'm getting another housemate come next month. Well, it's probably only temporary since Lains was looking for a place last minute since her landlord's claiming back her place next month and she wants to look for a slightly more accessible place.

Well, now I won't freak out as much if I hear weird noises at night. :p

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I was unemployed, and then I'm employed again....I think.

2010-06-20T22:47:00.001+08:00

So, Monday evening, while I was enjoying the first day of my unemployment, idling in bliss, my ex-manager, who has been with my ex-company for only 2 weeks and has counter-offered me, called to say the company has agreed to my terms I asked for should I return.

And then the HR manager called to ask when can they expect me back.

Talk about overwhelming.

I think I'm going back to the company. Have been getting along fabulously with the new manager, and she has managed to fight for me the things which she has promised, so I don't see the harm in going back.

So, right now, am just gonna enjoy my very very short sabbatical. Have been running a lot (the Std Chart marathon is next Sunday, after all), swimming, catching up on DVDs, meeting friends, traipsing around restaurants for this food guide listing I'm doing for Rach
(stuffing myself and friends on the process). It has been good.

I think I might take a mini holiday before going back to work.
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.........

2010-06-11T00:17:00.000+08:00

Finally, after the madness that has been the last two weeks, I am going to be officially unemployed after today.

The last two weeks had just been filled with briefing and handover (to the new manager) and multiple farewell lunches/dinners. It's damn tiring, I tell ya. The handover process is such a bitch.

Am now clearing stuff off the company laptop. The new one I ordered from Dell is arriving on Monday. :) Decided against the Mac for now as I think I shouldn't be spending so much. See, I am financially responsible.

To be honest, I don't feel it yet. Maybe it's because the new manager is very very keen on retaining me and has already counter-offered me. Am suppose to give her an answer tomorrow and up till now, I'm still not sure if I'd want to.

But I did tell her, even if I stayed, I'd only stay until year end. Am, after all, still planning for HK!

Decisions decisions. Maybe I should just toss a coin.

Saying goodbye.....

2010-06-03T21:26:00.000+08:00

....is really not easy.

I wrote farewell emails today to my suppliers, agencies and media contacts. And have been swarmed with emails and calls, asking me what were my plans and wishing me the best of luck.

Plans?
I'm just going with flow, keeping an open mind. So far, have already got a few freelance stuff lined up. God is good to me and for that, I'm truly thankful. :)

The new comms manager is in, and has been asking me to take my break/timeout and reconsider going back to my position. I don't think I will, but we will never know.

Have wrapped up the photoshoot for my last project and the last two days, I was just busy showing the manager around, introducing her relevant people internally and externally, passing her all my files, showing her how the system works, what needs to be done and when, and man, I can tell you, it is bloody exhausting!

And I am somehow still quite worried for her. With the kinda of work burden I have, it can be quite overwhelming for someone else to take over and assume responsibility, especially since she's new. Plus, things are getting a bit political there, and she has sensed it already.

I hope she's strong enough to withstand the pressure.

And oh, the department threw me a farewell tea yesterday, and knowing what a big coffee drinker I am, got me a super-sized Starbucks mug. :)

I have another two more farewell thingies next week. Can't believe next week's my last week. Finally!

How to celebrate a birthday without the birthday boy

2010-05-30T19:02:00.000+08:00

There we were at Smokehouse in Bangsar, sporting party hats, holding up a single scone with a candle stuck in it that wouldn't lit (Joeby held up his ciggie as a replacement instead), singing happy birthday to a camera on a tripod (which kept falling off!), laughing our heads off, while the lazy Sunday crowd in eateries around us looked over in amusement.

Nevermind the fact that the birthday boy is in desert country, we'll still find a way to celebrate anyhow.

Happy birthday, Kelv!

...there goes the CKT and cheap DVDs!

2010-05-22T15:37:00.001+08:00

Joeby, Kaptan and myself got it all figured out last night. The boys would pick me up at 8.30am, grab some coffee and charsiew pau for the journey, stop by Ipoh for some scrumptious satay babi and Ipoh hor fun, and continue on to the land of CKT, Penang.

Kaptan and I had our doubts about Joeby waking up on time actually. After all, he DID miss his morning flight to SG last weekend and then (these things ONLY happen to him) missed his bus back to MY.

........surprise surprise, he was the first one to wake up.

"Hello," I mumbled (or maybe grunt) into the phone.

".....bad news, Josie. I'm down with very bad flu."

"Oh, we can cancel the trip la actually la...."

"Sure aahh? Hmmmm...."

"Okay, why don't you pop some medication and sleep it off a bit, and we see how later?"

In the end, we decided to call it off anyway. Didn't think it would be good for him to travel when sick, and Kaptan and I would probably be infected too.

I'm bummed I can't get my hands on cheap DVDs.

There's always be some other time. No biggie.

...the baffled king composing Hallelujah

2010-05-20T23:35:00.001+08:00

Two words to describe American Idol hopeful Lee Dewyze's take on Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah.

Fuckin' brilliant.

Delivery day!

2010-05-18T19:36:00.003+08:00

Earlier in the afternoon, colleague was at the pantry (which looks out to the main street) and said he saw an Apple truck turning in. I squealed in jubilation and ran to the reception, in anticipation of the delivery guy.

BBM'ed Choe. 'Woohoo, super excited, just saw a Mac truck coming in! I'm so blardy excited!'

Heh. Choe bought me a MacBook Pro. :D

Okay fine, I bought it on his behalf since I get discounted prices from Apple's Education Store. Something I had zero inkling of until he asked me to get the Mac for him. Now I'm super duper itchy-fied in getting one too.

Anyways, I was waiting eagerly at the reception for a whole 10 mins and nothing.

'Why sooo long oneeee?' I was whining to the receptionist.

And then, I remembered. Choe's Mac is supposed to be delivered by DHL (his Microsoft arrived this morning through DHL too).

*mentally slaps forehead*

So potong steam, got me all excited for nothing.

The Mac truck was probably transpoting stuff for our newly-installed Mac Lab.

It's 7.32pm now. My delivery from Harvey Norman have yet to arrive. They told me 7pm, but it's raining like anjing and kucing outside, and they just called to say they're on their way from Puchong, soooo......

....that's probably gonna take them another hour.

Heh, bought an LCD TV and a fridge over the weekend. Finally, after 3 weeks!

Gahhh, hurry up already!

Slut...

2010-05-16T15:59:00.007+08:00

Coffee at Pappa Rich, Bangsar, yesterday after the pilot's massage at Ozmosis and my foot reflexo session at Si Fu. I was telling the pilot that I think that outlet is owned by this Kuantan girl we know.

Him: Really? You sure? Damn rich right.....

And then he went on telling Mike and Secretary how this girl was his ex.

I had to butt in.

Me: Tsk tsk, which Kuantan girl have you not dated before? All also sudah kena...

Him: Hmmm...yeah. YOU LOR.

I shuddered.

Him: Eh, come la, then I can cross one more off the checklist.

WTF?

Him: Come laa.....

Me: Eeee, dowan la. Later kena marah la, say I'm defensive la, snappish la, don't know how to make sandwich la....

Him: Come on laaa, want anot? One night laaa....want anot?

At this point, I was laughing way-so-hard-I-wanna-empty-my-bladder already.

*pengsan*

A desert affair

2010-05-13T18:53:00.000+08:00

Before anyone starts thinking I whine too much, let me say that despite everything that happened and the insurmountable stress faced, I did have my fare share of fun during the one week getaway in the desert.

I’m easy. Gimme my friends, chuck me somewhere, and I’m good. Of course I lose my patience and stew (who doesn’t?), but then I forget about it and have a good laugh over it after.

So, anyway, two words to sum up the entire trip.

Very trying.

Almost everything that went on during our trip seemed to be a testament to Murphy’s Law: - Whatever that can go wrong, will go wrong.

Case #1: Our flight to AUH got delayed slightly more than an hour because the plane had to taxi back to the terminal to drop a passenger who was ill, and then had to refuel.

Case #2: Kelv and Joeby had food poisoning from the airplane food (their guess) and it went on for days. Everything we did and everywhere we went had to be punctuated with long toilet breaks.

Case #3: The first two days we were there, it was raining. Rain, I tell you! In a freaking desert country! Granted, it wasn’t a long spell, but it was cloudy and made the whole country seem so dreary.

Case #4: Drove up all the way to Jebbel Hafeet (the highest mountain in UAE) in Al-Ain (took us about 1.5 hours) to enjoy the sunset while sipping coffee at the terrace of the only hotel there, the Grand Mercure. This was highly recommended by Kelv’s colleague. Up we went, and everything al fresco was closed. Just great.

At this point....I had to chant to self:

*think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts*

Case #5: Bought tickets for a night screening of Iron Man 2, and proceed to have nice dinner first at this Italian place. Food arrived, and KF complains of chest pain. It worsened, dinner was cut short, movie had to be abandoned and he had to be carted off to the hospital. He’s fine. The girls are convinced he had a very bad heartburn, but he wouldn’t listen.

Case #6: Went to the Heritage and Diving Village in Dubai, and everything was closed. The place looked deserted. The reason being? They were filming a promotional video there that very day.

Case #7: Another colleague of Kelv’s offered to take us out on his boat. We drove up to the marina, got the boat in the water, and docked it so we could all get in. So we all got in merrily. And the boat wouldn’t start.

I think we bickered the most this trip. But, despite it all, we still laughed over what happened and who snapped at whom.

The highlight of this trip, for me, was probably the Twice as Nice pool party (straight out of those MTV / P.Diddy pool party scenes) and the dessert safari (although I was totally chicken shit at the dune bashing, had my eyes closed the entire ride!).

The desert seem surreal. It was really miles and miles and miles and miles of nothingness but sand dunes. It does take your breathe away and was a good experience. Camel rides, sand-boarding, dinner at a traditional bedhouin village, belly dancing and shisha-smoking.

Which actually brings me to another observation. The Arabs don’t really have a culture of their own. The closest we got to it was the desert safari and that’s the bedhouin culture. Food was Lebanese.

It seems that they’re trying so hard to inject the Western culture (Lafayette? The Lourve? Macy’s and Bloomingdales?) into their own that they kind of forgot to preserve their own. And it doesn’t help that all the menial jobs (even those handling the touristy stuff) are all handed over to Indians, Pakistanis or Filipinos. Their own culture was so watered down. Lost in translation.

I mean, you get a bit wowed at first with the glitz and glamour, but it wears out way too fast.

We did try a bit of the old souk, but it was more of spices, cookery and gold. Nothing much to shout about.

The beaches were quite lovely though. And clean. And had Coldstone’s Creamery along the boardwalk!

The Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque is a pretty good visit too. You can see it standing majestically from afar, but as you arrive close, you'd feel its imposing presence. Like Taj Mahal.

To anyone going to Dubai or Abu Dhabi, I would suggest taking a roadtrip to somewhere else. Which was our original plan, but it was hard to plan with Hiongy there for only two days, Gaya for four and Kelv having to work the last two days we were there.

We wanted to drive down to Muscat, 7 hours away. But it didn’t make sense to rush there and back with the looooooonnnnnnng drive, and the boys still had their food poisoning.

The other option we had was Ras Al-Khaimah, about 2 hours away. Found this really nice villa by the lake (The Cove Rotana, go look it up, looks bloody inviting), but then it still didn’t make sense to spend so much for just one night there.

Understandably, everyone else had just gotten back from the 3 weeks in Nepal for the EBC trek, hence, not much of a surprise that everyone was sluggish and grumpy.

But good thing with travelling your closest buddies is, everyone bounces back from all the bickering and snapping.

We’re already talking about our next trip. 

If I were a girl.....

2010-05-12T19:20:00.000+08:00

Took a breather with the ADD Chef earlier.

ADD Chef: If I'm a very hot woman, I'd sell my body.

-_^

ADD Chef: Yeah, I'd go to, maybe Singapore, and take maybe 10 guys per day. give them the best 1 hour of their lives each.

Me: That's 10 hours, sore one wei.

ADD Chef: It's okay, I think I can handle it.

-_^

Me: Why don't you take lesser guys per day and charge more?

ADD Chef: No lah, I'm still gonna charge a high price, but I wanna earn more money FASTER!

OoooOoOoo-KAY.

ADD Chef: I'd be proud of it too. I'd tell everyone.

2 seconds later....

ADD Chef: I won't tell my parents though. But really lor, I will do it one lor.

*shakes head*

Promise?

2010-05-11T17:28:00.000+08:00

Today, over Windows Messenger, a friend accidentally let me on some pretty amazing news. And because it was a secret, he begged me to not breathe a word out to anyone.

Me: Yes, yes, I promise. Cross my heart k?
Him: If you tell anyone, your nen-nen will shrink. That's your curse. Now repeat after me.

*pengsan*

Wheeeeee!

2010-04-30T23:45:00.001+08:00

After the long, crazy and busy week that was, I finally left the office with work all done, loose ends tied up, money changed, bills paid, sat back and relax with colleagues over dinner and pints of my favourite. Such satisfaction. :)

This time tomorrow I'll be on my way to dusty Dhabi with CL. :)

The only thing left to do now is to book that airport limo, pack my bags, buy some toiletries and a few packets of dried vermicelli to go with the 15 packs of frozen Teng Haw curry.

Yes, I've been guilt-tripped to bring the curry after all.

But it doesn't matter. I miss my friends and I'm willing to spoil them. And I'm a sucker at heart. :)
Sent via BlackBerry from Maxis

And I’m leaving a jet plane two days earlier….

2010-04-27T10:21:00.001+08:00

Kennedy texted yesterday morning and said Kelv is trying to bump CL and I up to an earlier flight and asked if we can leave earlier?

Well, let’s see. I am badly in need of a holiday. I miss my crazy friends like crazy. And I have a weekend to kill before flying off on Monday.

Hello, bump me up already!

If I could, I’d want to leave earlier. However, I have so much to do at work before going off on that holiday that no one in the right mind would approve any extra days off this week. Plus, those crazy friends are only arriving in AUH on the 1st. So, it all pans out just nice, actually.

So, that means I have to scratch out some heavy-duty shopping at Ikea (TV cabinet, plus some odds and ends) and Courts (TV and fridge) this weekend. Housemate officially moved out last weekend, hence the household shopping on my to-do list.

He’s only one floor up now, so, no separation anxiety there. Besides, I like living alone. If the apartment is messy (not that it is), it’s MY mess (mostly organized mess) and not anyone else’s. I can bring anyone home without having to play twenty questions (yes, my housemate is nosy). I can prance around the place in a singlet and knickers without his girlfriend thinking it's inappropriate. Or dance around like crazy when I hear a good tune, without feeling like a fool when I’m caught. No one to question my DVD choices. No one to slam the room door early in the morning. I can finally leave my shoes and my charger around without the dog biting it (yes yes, the dog is now one floor up as well).

I’ll miss him because he throws the rubbish out. And he changes the light bulb (after one too many nag sessions).

I guess I have to remind myself to throw the rubbish out on a constant basis.

As for changing the light bulbs? Gahhhh, he’s only floor up. :D

But I digressed.

Where was I?

Okay, no heavy duty shopping this weekend. Need to run errands after work since am flying on Saturday. And oh, (I’ll have to admit I’m feeling gleeful about this), no need to bring those friggin’ 15 packs of curry mee over! La la la la laaaaaa. CL is arriving on Saturday morning and Saturday (thank you for small mercies) is a public holiday. La la la laaaaaaaaaaaaa.

And I have to pack my bag. *groan*

And shit shit shit, I have to confirm Hard Rock for Penang. Okay, lemme put a reminder on my BB.

But otherwise, it’s all looking good.

Oh, I so can’t wait.

What to do in Kathmandu?

2010-04-24T00:28:00.001+08:00

Not to worry, there's mee kari.

Those crazy mountain people have requested for me to bring 15 packs of frozen Teng Haw mee kari from Kuantan to AUH.

WHAT THE HELL MAN.

And me being the fool, have said okay to their indulgence.

15 PACKS!

*pengsan*

Sent via BlackBerry from Maxis

-_-

2010-04-23T18:55:00.000+08:00

Don't procrastinate. Remember to:

~~1. File and pay own tax.~~
~~2. Pay Geri's tax.~~

I hate these bloodsuckers.

Ummm.....really?

2010-04-23T15:30:00.001+08:00

On Idol last night.

Mary J. Blige taking on Led Zep's Stairway to Heaven.

I have mixed feelings about the performance. Can't decide if I love it or loathe it.

And the riverbank talks of the waters of March...

2010-04-21T17:27:00.001+08:00

Last week was hell.

This week, I've been more patient, taking it all in stride, keeping a positive happy front. You know, 'Whatever doesn't kill me, makes me stronger' and the whole shebang.

I will go on that holiday. I will come home a brand new person. It will all be okay.

*smiles*

12 days to go.

Green-eyed monster

2010-04-20T18:39:00.000+08:00

Hugo and Meu went for Bebel Gilberto's concert, and I'm sooooo jealous! For once, I am envious of people in Singky.

*pouts*

Teleporting leech sighted at Janda Baik

2010-04-19T10:36:00.000+08:00

PAHANG, 18 April 2010 – Teleporting leeches have been reported to be found at Janda Baik, a Malay village nestled in picturesque and lush hills near the Pahang-Selangor border.

The discovery was made by three friends who drove up to Janda Baik for a hike up a nature trail, which were clogged with mud and puddles of water after a heavy downpour from the day before, making hikers even more susceptible to being attack by leeches, as the slugs were most active in cold damp areas.

The three stumbled upon the teleporting leech when they were changing out of their wet shoes back at the car. The teleporting leech was stuck to one of the hiker’s sock. Sarah Safian, 27, said she pulled the sock off immediately, after spotting the leech, making sure to overturn it so the leech remained in the sock.

Sarah and fellow hiker, Josie Loke, then took turns to stomp on the sock to ensure the slug was dead. However, things took a turn for surprise when the remains of the slug were not found when the sock was overturned inside out. Josie, upon being told the leech was missing, initially thought she had stomped so hard on it that she had disintegrated it.

Aas they were driving out of the area, the group discovered an electronics factory, which they were convinced, served as a front for a laboratory experimenting with genetically-modified mutant leeches, like the teleporting leech they had encountered earlier. As electronics factories of that sort were usually based in the northern region, the group claimed, it aroused their suspicion as to why a factory would be based in a kampung area.

The group was further convinced that they had spotted a teleporting leech when another fellow hiker, Chindiana, discovered his ankle was bleeding and there was the tell-tale sign of a leech bite. By then, the group had already left the jungles of Janda Baik and were trying to make sense of the discovery over a cuppa joe, and were adamant they were leech-free when they got into the car. The group had concluded that the leech had teleported itself from Sarah’s sock to Chindiana’s ankle in order to escape the stomping.

Besides the teleporting leech, Josie also suffered from leech attacks on her rear and on her finger, while Sarah managed to stop another from attacking her leg.

Although to date, the claims are unfounded, the group is certain that the said leech is indeed a teleporting leech.

The case has been labeled as an X-File.

The good and the bad

2010-04-16T12:16:00.000+08:00

It's only 12pm, and my day has already been horrible. Possibly the worst day of my 3+ years working here. As it is, yesterday was bad enough. And then I got home, told myself everything's gonna be a-okay, don't be rash. Woke up this morning, tried to feel chirpy and I actually started the day feeling positive.

But then people had to wreck my day, didn't they?

What a battlefield.

Anyways, I really shouldn't let these people get to me, It's a FRIDAY, after all!

Got an update from the mountain troops last night. Geri and Gaya are doing a-okay and are healthy as apples. The boys? Hmmmm. Casualties of war: Hiongers and Kelv both have food poisoning, while Joeby has altitude sickness. KF is okay, althought Geri says he has imaginary mountain sickness, i.e. everytime someone says they have a headache, he is convinced he has one too. LOL.

They're at 3500m now, another 4 days till the make it to base camp.

And no one has chucked a hissy fit now. I am so proud of them. =D

And the world says 'Hello'.....

2010-04-15T11:31:00.000+08:00

....to little Joshua Emmanuel Ang! His daddy texted earlier to say mom and bubs are both doing fine. =D

I can't wait to say hello to the little one! =D =D =D

Here we go again...

2010-04-12T12:53:00.000+08:00

Has it been one year already?

I woke up on Saturday to the sounds of rumbling thunder and pitter patter of the rain on my window pane. It was 5.45am. I called my mom.

Me: It's raining here.

Momsy: But it's not raining here.
My mom was at Bukit Jalil, my aunt's place.

Me: Yes, but my place is nearer to Klang and I'm telling you, it's raining and it's the kind that doesn't look like it will stop anytime soon.

Momsy: We're still going anyway. It's probably going to stop.

Right.
It didn't.

While it wasn't a torrential thunderstorm (I would have refused to leave the comforts of my bed, let alone my apartment), it was raining nonetheless. Quite heavy drizzle. It was very early. And very cold.

I was cursing myself for not bringing a jacket.

So, there we were, making our way to my grandparents’ hillside graveyard, clutching umbrellas and cheng meng paraphernalia.

Aunts holding the big ass golf umbrella over the joss sticks and most importantly, the food.

I stood at the top of the grave, holding an umbrella over the boxes of goodies and hell notes we were meant to burn for my grandparents. That was the worse task ever. The boxes were getting soaked by the minute, even though I was holding a brolly over it and I was getting worried that it wouldn't burn, while getting drenched and freezing my ass off.

Burn, baby, burn!

Surprisingly, it burned pretty well. But it took us awhile to get it started. Actually, the rain didn't stop us from our usual SOP of lighting up the firecracker and devouring the spread (char siew pau - yumm, steam chicken - yumm, ba chang - yummmmm, siew yoke - yummmmmmmmm, BKT - YUMMMM). As my aunt put it, "This is our yearly expedition. Of course, we're not doing anything different."

Aunts crowding the ice cream stall because ice cream man was missing and no one was manning the stall, and my aunts were contemplating if they should just take the ice cream and leave some money there.

*shakes head*

Another one bites the dust.....

2010-04-08T10:58:00.001+08:00

So, another one of my Kuantan friend is getting hitched.

"June 6, okay," he tells me.

"June 6?? Why so fast, what's the rush?," I queried.

He smiled sheepishly. One friend started snickering and another raised his eyebrow.

"Ohhh....."

Choe tells me after. "Maybe we should market Kuantan as the land of fertility. Everyone keeps getting pregnant! Confirm damn a lot of people will move to Kuantan."

Right.

Where's the love, wei?

2010-04-07T16:57:00.001+08:00

Conversation with the pilot on Google Talk

Kelvin: eh, run 10km dun waste my money
Kelvin: run 21

Me: i cannot change dyyyyy
pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
it's for a good cause!!

Kelvin: run 2 rounds

Me: errmmm....okay, 2 rounds....but after that, maybe you guys need to donate to the 'help save josie loke' fund since i'll be half dead on the road

Kelvin: hahah buy josie new legs

Me: sooooo...............
you're donating right????

Kelvin: hmm c how..

........................................

Conversation with the chef

D: Ya, you put your dad as your motivation and all that, of course I'll donate la.

Me: Thankyewwwwwwwwwwww! I'm running 10km only actually.

D: Okay, I want half my money back now please.

*pengsan*

Run, Josie, Run!

2010-04-06T17:35:00.000+08:00

Have decided to run for a cause at the Standard Chartered 2010 KL Marathon. I mean, hey, if you're gonna torture yourself, might as well make sure something good comes out of it, right?

Soooo, if you're feeling generous, go HERE, click on the 'Donate Now' button and make that contribution. I would have to raise at least RM500 to be able to run in the marathon. Everything goes to the charity of my choice, which is the National Cancer Society of Malaysia.

Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeeee donate!

Shame is overrated and I have thick skin. But then again, this is for a good cause.

You give your hand to me, and then you say, 'Hello'.....

2010-04-06T10:10:00.002+08:00

Call me a sentimental fool, but I absolutely love this song. And I adore this Ray Charles + Diana Krall version.

Happy Tuesday everyone.

Notes

2010-04-02T11:13:00.000+08:00

Mental note to self: Josie Loke, don't drink on an empty stomach!

.....

2010-04-01T18:27:00.000+08:00

Okay, my manager just pulled a fast one on my boss, and somehow I've been roped in as an accomplice. It's in the form of an email, and I think my boss is still out at a meeting, so she hasn't read it yet. Let's just see how everything fares out tomorrow.

:P

April what?

2010-04-01T16:07:00.000+08:00

So, no one has tried to fool me yet.

To be honest, I actually didn't realize or even remember that it's April Fools today. It doesn't seem to have the effect that it had on us back in school days.

Back in secondary school, April Fools was a day of chaos and mayhem. It's usually the boys, of course. Throwing eggs and sprinkling flour or talcum powder (or both) at people, putting a cicak in your pencil case, a fake spider on your seat.

And the funny thing is, if they don't like you, they tried to fool you. But if they had a crush on you, they also try to fool you. And then have the audacity to smile all sheepishly after. WTF, man. Boys had some funny way of showing their affection back then.

Anyways, I remember this boy sprinkling a handful of flour on my head once. I was pissed of course. Usually, the boys don't do anything to me cos I have two older brothers (who probably went around warning people, I think), and so, this boy was bloody daring la, pulling a fast one on me. So I ran after him up to the first floor, caught hold of his sleeve, shoved my hand into the bag of flour he was holding, and threw it in his face. The flour got to his face alright, but because we were at the first floor corridor, next to the railing, the flour rained down to the ground floor on one of the teachers walking by.

"Kantoi la," I thought.

But, I managed to take a few steps back in time, before the teacher managed to dust the flour of her face and look up. She only saw the boy. :P

Of course, he got punished.

And he didn't rat me out.

So, wherever you are now, Edmund, thank you. :)

If you didn't already know...

2010-03-31T17:22:00.002+08:00

We were on our way back to the office from lunch at Vishal's in Brickfields when my colleague, Darren, told us about this. In Disney's The Little Mermaid, if you look very closely at the priest when Eric (the prince) was about to marry Ursula (in disguise, of course), you'd see that he actually had a boner.

"Sure or not? Don't lie okay. I'm gonna go home and watch it tonight." Yes, I have The Little Mermaid on DVD and I'm not ashame of it.

So, that night, I popped the said DVD in the player, parked myself in front of the TV with my face just probably two inches off the screen and skipped to the said bit, and voila!

Okay, so it wasn't a big deal la. But I'm a sucker for cheap thrills.

Number 2!

2010-03-31T14:26:00.000+08:00

Shen, absolutely gorgeous and glowing, at her baby shower. Baby number 2 is due April 15.

This is her first Ethan. This one's gonna grow up and steal so many girls' hearts.

I think her cake's uber cute. Shen kept saying she's not as fat as that. *grin*

The baby shower came together all very nicely because Thevi, my gorgeous super-wife-working-mother-extraordinaire friend, took time to organize it. She even organized games! Think Kelv freaked out big time when she said that. He left almost immediately after that. LOL!

Well, I left before the games started too. But at least I stayed for 2 hours la. It wasn't that I didn't want to spend more time with my friends. But I was kinda feeling out of place. Don't get me wrong. I love my friends dearly, and it brings such joy to my heart to see them playing happy families. But the rest of the guests were also 2.0 young families. SS and I were the only two singletons there (what with the rest of the sluts abroad. Meu and Fi's in Singky, Carrie's in HK, Weiling in NZ, Hwan in Doha).

To be honest, I got freaked out a little too. I hope that this is normal. *gulp*

Chivalry ain't dead

2010-03-30T19:19:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, while waiting at the newsroom in NTV7, I commented on how bloody cold the room was, and someone actually offered me his jacket! Mind you, I've met him only once before, in a professional capacity, and always thought he would be the MCP sort. And he really took me by surprise when he offered his jacket. I politely declined.

Pai seh la.

He insisted anyhow, so I did.

And I have to say, its incidences like this that makes you look at certain men differently. Just when you thought chivalry's dead, you suddenly find that it's well truly alive.

Twelve days

2010-03-22T15:14:00.000+08:00

12 more days to go till Easter. Have had vegetarian bah kut teh and pork leg vinegar, amongst many other mock meat items, but is it enough to convert me into a vegetarian for life? Do pigs fly?

Sorry, Hiongy!

On the street where we (used to) live...

2010-03-12T13:19:00.000+08:00

This is the street my grandparents used to live. It's where my dad and his siblings grew up. It's where, when everyone grew up, got married and started breeding, the clan got together and celebrated Chinese New Year. It's where my cousins, brothers and I spent almost all of our school holidays; playing hide and seek, police and thief, ghost & vampires (don't ask...think we watched too much chinese vampire movies, so we used to fashion chinese amulets from yellow craft paper and red marker, and stick it on the 'vampire's' forehead to stop it from attacking people).

After my grandparents passed on, two of my aunts still continued to live there. Until they bought their own place and decided to move out of Port Klang. We sold the the house about 5-6 years back. To be honest, I really do miss the place. It's a house full of histories, after all.

We still do go back to the area every Chinese New Year when we do our obligatory visiting rounds. It looks so old and abandoned. Although, I was told, there are people staying there. The current owners really don't do a good job at maintaining the place. The gate is still the same pink we had before we sold the house. Sigh.

.......oooopsie?

2010-03-04T17:15:00.000+08:00

Oh FUCK.

I cannot believe I forgot my brother, SIL and this woman's birthday. All share the same birthday.

Damnit, my memory is failing me.

Hooyah, Sarge!

2010-03-04T17:02:00.000+08:00

Yes, I've joined bootcamp.

Yes, I have no idea what possessed me, because not only do I pay people to torture be, but at an ungodly hour at that.

Yes, my body is aching all over, in places that I never knew could ache.

No, am not regretting it.

:D

I'm still alive!

2010-02-12T17:09:00.000+08:00

Been uber busy with work and weekend weddings/travels!
Last weekend's Penang trip was good. I racked up RM100 worth of DVDs. The entire Brothers and Sisters collection, Glee (Season 1), Star Wars Ep.1-6 (obviously not for myself) and Sherlock Holmes. I wanted to buy more, but had to stop myself before I seriously went overboard.

And of course, I ate. A LOT.

My trips to Penang are mainly gastronomical journeys.

Penang Chee Cheong Fun. With thick black otak udang paste. Simple, but amazing.

Lobak. This was awesome too. Packed with meat.

Orh Chien. or oyster omelette.

Penang Hokkien Mee / Prawn Noodles. This was good, but I thought Spotty Molly's was better.

.....................................................

The office is half-dead, with most gone off for Chinese New Year holidays. Am heading back to my aunt's tomorrow morning. Think my mom, bro and SIL are arriving tonight.

This year, we're departing from tradition and heading to a restaurant for our reunion dinner. And then possible karaoke after, if I can get my way. :D

Happy Chinese Year, yall!

Save me some angpows!

all things josie

All I want for Christmas...

Exactly my thoughts...

Conversations with my colleague...

Just shoot for the stars....

Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand...

Culinary 101

My tears dry on their own...

To Swiss, With Love....

All my bags are packed and I am so bloody frikkin' ready to go....

Bring on the Bhangra!

Same same but different

Yo America, what is wrong with you?!

Scary Carrie is engaged!

Monday night entertainment

Do the slut walk....

It's Thorsday!

Not so flirty after all....

Twitter...

March...

HOMAIBLARDYGOODNESS...

Is it written in the stars?

The first for 2011...

How to snag a guy....

Why I love wearing heels...

How to.....

Fa la la la la la la la la......

Missing out...

.....

R.I.P

Leaving on a jetplane...

Simple

Stress is...

A glutton for punishment....

Tak jadi.....AGAIN!

Songs not to listen to when you're in the office

Dim Sum Girl - The Notorious MSG

Wake up, Malaysia

Hiking up Kiara, can see Mont Kiara

Boys boys boys!

*gasp*

What does it mean to be a Malaysian?

Ta-da!

A very confusing conversation

If nobody's watching, you will never know...

Circus clown

Who's the other engaged couple? :D

The boy's all grown up now!

Happy pizza is for happy people :D

When the bunny hopped back, and right out again...

Expectations...

Great minds think alike :P

Vuvu-what?

Her name was Lola...

Where do we go now?

Phone call of the day

4.5

If there's music in the night, and it's really really right...

Somewhere in the middle

I think I found a new hobby...

Makan bola, tengok bola...........NOT!

My directorial debut

Excuse me, did you just call me an elephant?

And then there were two...

I was unemployed, and then I'm employed again....I think.

.........

Saying goodbye.....

How to celebrate a birthday without the birthday boy

...there goes the CKT and cheap DVDs!

...the baffled king composing Hallelujah

Delivery day!

Slut...

A desert affair

If I were a girl.....

Promise?

Wheeeeee!

And I’m leaving a jet plane two days earlier….

What to do in Kathmandu?

-_-

Ummm.....really?

gasp