lost in london

2011-06-22T09:46:00.000-07:00

man i know i havent posted in ages. but this is soooo fucking awesome i have to blog about it.

I just had this awesome dinner in gyukaku with the A&G projects team. SO. FUCKING. GOOD. its like tasting a slice of heaven in my mouth. the fattiness of wagyu beef, the melt in your mouth texture, the flavour. OH SO GOOD.

Havent had a night like this in ages. Where i just let people do the ordering, eat the food and not think about the price/amount of calories at all. just carefree eating. that has been ages.

and to end the night, whisky at Auld Alliance. so awesome too. owner who'd recommend whisky to you according to what type and flavour of whisky you like, without trying to push off the most expensive one to you (on the contrary he recommended this 14 dollar auchentoshan 3 wood, which was almost like the cheapest glass there. not the best whisky i've ever had, but oh so smooth.)

sigh. i feel so contented. if only i didnt have work to go to tmr.

2010-11-24T08:24:00.000-08:00

recently, i've been mulling over my financial future, and trying to figure out a 10 year plan of my life. when i can finish paying my debts, when i can finally afford to take my mom to hawaii like i promised, when i can stop renting and start owning a home, when i can have that financial freedom i used to have when i was a kid. so far, it seems impossible, too far to reach.
with my knees deep in debt ( yes knees, not ankles), its going to be difficult climbing out. all i wish is that i can start work faster, and start paying off all these loans and shit, but it seems so far away. money keeps going out, but not coming in.

a condominium in bukit timah costs approx 1 mil for a 1 bedroom 1 bath. can you even imagine how much it'll cost to have a 3 bedroom 2 bath place? i dont think i'll be able to afford the downpayment even when im 40. its 600000sgd for DOWNPAYMENT. you can buy a freaking bungalow in malaysia. makes me wonder why i even want to stay in singapore. seriously.

2010-06-04T06:54:00.001-07:00

Yes, so my exams are finally over and after a hell lot of moving around and packing, i'm finally settled. well sort of. Am in reading right now, living in J-Man's room, sniffing her scent wtf. But am of to oxford tmr (possibly) and then london the day after and back to reading on monday. Then, off to to London on wed, and Greece on thursday. nomad much?

The Greece Trip is not going as well as i planned. The idea of being armed with just my backpack and my railpass is just not feasible, especially since the mode of transport there is by bus, and my budget wont be able to support the number of hotels i'll have to live in if i dont make any plas whatsover. Though, i'm getting a tent from Eridan, and that will probably help out with the non-plannings.

Still, there is so much to do, figuring out couchsurfing, changing pounds to euros, booking ferry tickets, finding out exact locations of campsites, bus schedules ( wtf, they dont have bus schedules online) and on top of all of that, i still have to avoid riots. Man, its such a pain. I wish i had a videocam to capture all of this down. But the account is looking pretty empty.

off to poundland to buy some cheap ass batteries for my shitty cam.

2010-05-07T11:55:00.000-07:00

after 3 months of not blogging,it figures that i start blogging again DURING my exams. yay me for having no self discipline.
omfg soooo exhausted after ONE paper. how am i going to survive THREE more. :( i cannot wait to go to greeceeeeeeeee. i want to go nowwwwwww. and do super super lots of hikes!

2010-02-21T06:58:00.000-08:00

wheeeee one month of not blogging!
its because imabusybee! buzz buzz buzz wtf.
1 dissertation down, 2 more to go.
and 21 days before the bf is hereeeeee <3
just 4 random sentence before i go out for fooood!
oh and dim sum dim sum dim sum!
makes it 5 :)

2010-01-24T10:34:00.001-08:00

i run at least 20km a week, go to the gym almost everyday, or at least do some form of exercise at home. but i drink, i sustain myself on cereal and canned soup loaded with sodium. i crave so much junk that it's bordering unhealthy. i have my vices that are just destroying my body, bit by bit, day by day. i hate myself for it but i cant stop. this is addiction. good and bad. i'm not living my life like i should be. i'm enjoying myself but it's not the way i should be doing it.

sometimes i wish i could go back. times like this, its just simpler to go back to the days when i lived my life healthily. days when i cooked proper protein laden food with oil-free sprays, mornings when i ate a normal amount of cereal and didnt crave for more. evenings of protein shakes with flaxseed. days when going to the gym was so ingrained into my mind, i just went without thinking, found every day when i didnt go unbearable. days when i went because i enjoyed it so much. now, its difficult to have a satisfying gym session when im too tired to function properly in the gym. when i have too much on my mind to savour every ache and every pain.

i run at least 20 kilometres a week now. i used to run at least 40.

2010-01-12T14:26:00.001-08:00

fuck just spent an hour trying to fix our washing machine. apparently the water doesnt drain and when the door is opened all the water leaks out. now we have a mini flood in our house. why! its just one shitty problem after another.

2010-01-07T03:33:00.000-08:00

i have decided on what im going to do in the month of june. depending on my exams timetable, i'll eith go back end of june, or 1st wk of july prolly. sigh i keep delaying my flight back to malaysia. :( but i want to BUM! :(

so depending on the time, i'd like to go to amsterdam first, smoke some weed, get high on absinthe and watch strip shows. generally all out sinfulness.

then i'll take a 3 wk trip to greece and the greek islands. without any plan, armed with just my backpack and a railpass, i'll go wherever i like, whenever i like. nude beaches, bungee jumping, moussaka, ancient ruins here i come! :)

2010-01-05T14:16:00.001-08:00

There are so many things i want :( i want a beanie, i want boots, i want gloves, i want an instant polaroid camera, i want a bookchair, i want my sevens,i want a ukelele, i want to backpack, i want to get rid of my dissertation, i want march 15 to come.

2009-12-19T05:19:00.001-08:00

Crystal's chocolate fondue party at Sandfield yesterday made me realize how much i miss living there. The effortless camaraderie, mindless banter, playful flirting, endless parties. I miss meeting new people with interesting lives. Instead of talking to fellow singaporean law undergrads about training contracts and masters degrees, i met canadian music producers, russian fathers, swiss english exchange students, portugese who like BOH tea and just generally fun party-loving people.

some of these people came to my birthday party in october, and they were wondering whether there was any tension between my housemates and i. and you know why? it's because they were holed up in their rooms while my friends and i were in the living rooms. That's just something that wouldnt happen back in Sandfield. Crystal would have popped in and said 'LAH' in their faces (albeit offensive, but nevertheless), Christina and Mo would have made an effort to get to know my friends.

while trekking back to angel at 5am in the morning, it struck me. It's so different now. No more party crashers, drunken bashes, and all in all, good fun.

i had a wonderful year in that flat. i want that year back.

2009-12-12T12:03:00.000-08:00

what is this feeling of anxiety? i feel like i am about to keel over. my head is spinning, heart is pumping. when i lie down and close my eyes, empty thoughts are flashing through my head. what is this feeling? please go away.

heartsick

2009-12-03T15:05:00.000-08:00

heal me, i'm heartsick.

i thought i was over it. i thought after 2 years of being apart, i'd gotten used to it.

but seeing people hand in hand, smiles wide. their laughter ringing in my ear, it physically hurts. that's what heartache is. it longs to be one of those people, carefree. dancing with their partner, without a worry in the world.

it longs to have someone there for you, no matter what. to sit by you, through the long winter nights. to care for you, when no one else does. to be the one to call when you want to go out with someone. to be the only one you really want to be with

i long to be one of them. i am one of them. yet i am not.

heal me, i'm heartsick

2009-11-28T12:06:00.000-08:00

long awaited post is finally here. haha like im so popular wtf. but yeaaaaano. Instead of a super big bash like last year, i had a small intimate party for the people i loved. because next year i'll have a super big bash for the people i love :) im not kidding. next year's is going to be awesommmmee. you will have to beg me for invites because thats how awesome its going to be!

but yes back to small intimate party. small intimate party, but still involving drinking. :D

but we're all seriously a bunch of alcoholics. and they all know me so well, because for the second year in a row, they got me something to do with alcohol. last year they got me a hipflask, which is still the most useful present ever, and this year, they got me beermat drinking games which are cool but i will never use cause i dont want to dirty them with puke. and also glow in the dark shot glasses. but who the fuck drinks in the dark. im not a sad loser. but still i love the presents guys. oh yes, and my ucl mates gave me the next best thing. money hahhaa. albeit it was money to help pay for the leather coat that i wanted from bershka. but ytd i went looking for it and it wasnt there anymore booohooo. :(

anyway, we played circle of fire/ring of death. yenne was pretty reluctant to play. 'why cant we just drink' remind me to fav fb quote that wtf lol.

the boys, pussies that they are started diluting their drinks halfway through the game. power to the girls. shots all the way. the last card was a number 4 card, which they tricked me into thinking i had to drink 4 shots by myself, when in fact i could have assigned 4 shots to other people. Just cause i wasnt paying attention, i downed 4 shots of whisky which was kind of the straw that broke the camel's back. but yes i secretly loved it :)

props to sam, especially. that nasty red thing she was drinking contained 2 tequila shots, 2 whisky shots and cranberry juice. nasty. but again, she poured most of that in herself. so dai sei actually. this was right before we smoked weed outside. so by then the combination left her pretty fucked up.

alcoholics un-anonymous hahaha.

Housemates :) Most of the time they were in cheryl's room though. sigh what to do. im no longer living with ang mohs. and i miss that.

All of us. i remembered the cake this year :)

After most of them left, Roman and Alejandro and his sister came. so we made our way to the club where after dancing for what i thought was half an hour or so ( but apparently it was for 2 hours), i left the club by myself because i didnt want to club anymore and didnt tell anbody. yes i know so rebellious haha. i did call aizad a while later to let him know i was heading home though. not totally irresponsible. but he made me wait for him so he could take me home. which i could have done myself by stumbling home slowly. but yes, after that i conked out and was dead to the world. which i still think was rather admirable seeing i had 20 shots.

Next day's breakfast at S&M cafe was good. traditional british brekkie always good after a night's drinking.

and that's how i celebrated by entry into the second decade of my life.

next year will be awesome.

Here's a hint of whats to come - http://malaysiamalestripper.blog.com/

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Edna had her birthday in London on Nov 14. So after clubbing the day before at Sway with the usual alcoholics, i went out the next day.

Dinner was at Rasa Sayang, some malaysian restaurant in chinatown that was pretty good. the manager was the manager at Noodle Inn, which has since changed names to Noodle Oodle, and she has a really good memory. She remembered me from working at Noodle Inn for 1hr and a half wtf because i decided not to work there cause the pay was 3 pounds per hour. yes i know wtf.

But after, we went to Soho, with the queen of Soho. i say this because Edna's friend Maria seemed to know all the bouncers and bosses of the gay clubs in Soho. We went in to clubs without paying for entry, drank shots specially concocted by bartenders, and watched her schmooze with bosses and djs. amazing. i want to be like that when i grow up.

pretty good night. with random people coming up and taking photos with us. mostly cause gay men wanted to know where we got our minnie mouse glowstick headbands.

lots of 'fabulous'-es 'darlings' and other gay words. random man, me, maria (queen of soho) and edna

The first club we went to. which was slighlty creepy cause they had barbie dolls stuck to the ceilings, and trolls in another part of the club. oh and also a random fish bowl (complete with fish nonetheless)

Special shots that edna bought for us after Maria schmoozed with the bartenders. Till now i dont know what it was. but tasted pretty good. like much more alcoholic ribena.

prop that eddy got after some man/woman swapped his glowstick specs and minnie headband for this. mo should be afraid. very afraid. sigh i miss mo. i digress -
mo sent me an email the other day saying

guess what, turning chinese by the day. what have you done to me? just this week i started taking pics of my lovely tuna&dill soup, in a packed poshy restaurant - my finnish friend was shocked, and then it hit me: THIS IS NOT NORMAL!

oh well, i know i've caught the bug as last night i was looking at restaurants with nice finnish food, found one and looked at the menu (like you, for 30 mins) then didn't decide what i want and asked eddy what he would pick (like you ask others what sounds better)

hope this will not degenerate into other chloe-like things, i need to keep my individuality you know :)))))))))))))

awwwwww. i miss mo and her snarky comments!

ok back to the post.

all of us at the club called the edge. club that we went to instead of G-A-Y because it was qwuite obvious that some of the guys were quite uncomfortable in gay clubs. apparently this was less hardcore compared to G-A-Y. and definitely less hardcore compared to the village ( the club beside the barbie doll club) which had thong-wearing guys dancing on poles.

but yes. i love Gay clubs now. they are my new go to spot. because music is great ( classy cheesy music like kung fu fighting, which is good after you are drunk, gay anthems like a little respect, which i love, and also good R&B), they have poles, and blinking disco floor lights.

oh and because their djs look like this.

2009-11-27T10:55:00.000-08:00

its strange. i dont know why or how my room smells like alcohol. certainly havent been drinking. but ugh. gross. makes me want to puke.

and by the by, have been feeling pretty nauseous. dont know why either. but feels sooooo baaaaad.

2009-11-22T12:05:00.000-08:00

it sucks when you get a sore throat and a cough. cause what happens is you just hurt your throat even more when you cough. i learnt that today :(

also i realise that i keep promising posts but not actually writing them. i just hate uploading photos :( if only there was a way to upload all of them at once FAST.

2009-11-14T18:27:00.000-08:00

so tonight was my first night at a gay club. or gay clubS to be exact. and it was a hell lot funner than normal clubs. i LOVE campy music - ERASURE - A little Respect.

from now on, i am going to go to GAY clubs ONLY.

btw, will blog about quite a few stuff soon.
- night out to dolce, 20th birthday, indian takeaway night and also tonight :)

2009-10-21T05:25:00.000-07:00

still no internet sigh.
apparently virgin media allows you to book your slot online by giving you a range of 'available' dates, but then doesnt tell you whether that slot is available or not and if it's not they just push you to the next available date ( WHICH IS TWO FREAKING WEEKS AWAY). Its been 20 days and im suffering withdrawal symptoms.

Birthday blog post up by next wed when i get internet!

2009-10-10T04:21:00.000-07:00

i dont have internet. and there i was thinking, the only thing GREAT about going back is the internet. and i dont even have it! it's SUCH a pain!

though, emancipation will come on FRIDAY. :)

2009-09-30T04:41:00.000-07:00

*update. ok found it.

so i guess i should write a tribute to the last week i had in JB. after all im bored and have nothing to do. well actually, i could unpack (kinda, but not really because im still homeless)

That last week was the best though.

On saturday, Shaun's parents threw me a farewell party. well a farewell dinner more like it, and stuffed me full with crab, humongous prawns, TWO fishies from sarawak, and other random dishes. I think they were just really glad that i was going back, so i wouldnt deprive them of their son's time and also because i would then stop spending his money haha.

The fun began after. tequila shots with shaun, brian, yan ling, hon chang and his gf. aim was to get hon chang drunk since he'd never been. after i guess the 12th shot, shaun,yanling and hon chang were pretty much gone.but fong yee looked totally sober. so i started drinking with her, and forcing her to drink. the night ended after we had all taken about 15 shots each.

yea right.

shaun was totally wasted, so i had to help him to the shower, while brian helped yan ling to bed.

my boyfriend. so good looking wtf.
after helping shaun to bed, i heard brian shout for my help. so i went to the study room, and fong yee was lying on the floor, puke all over her. my first thought was fuck how did that happen! she didnt even look that drunk. after struggling to help her change, she puked all over the clothes AGAIN. shit. and it wasnt just all over her clothes, it was in her hair. everywhere. so hon chang and i had to help her take a bath. it wouldnt have been that bad if hon chang was sober. but he wasnt, and whiele helping fong yee take a shower, he was slumped in the corner of the shower saying ' im drunk. im drunk.' luckily he managed to get it together long enough to finish changing fong yee and carrying her to the bedroom.

brian and i thought, hmm finally everyones settled. but no. hon chang suddenly puked on the bed. oh fuck we had to clean that up as well. so we gave him a rubbish bin, and he promptly fell asleep on the rubbish bin.

unglam x infinity

So brian and i took a photo to commemorate us being the heroes of the night

seriously. heroes goddamnit.

shortly after taking the photo, we thought everything was over. so i went to take a shower. not 2 mins after i went in, brian started shouting for me again, so i ran out and guess what i saw. my very sexy boyfriend, on the floor, puking his guts out. If not for brian holding his head up, he would be face down in his own puke. after all the drama, the only thought in my head after seeing this was, oh shit, i dont think there are any more clean clothes for him to change into. so all i cared about while i was helping out was not whether he was okay, but whether any puke got onto his shirt. very caring girlfriend i know.

after we cleaned him up and put him to bed, the lsat of the drunkards woke up. we had to help yan ling to the loo, and hold her hair back for her to induce vomit.

It was SUCH a nightmare. even after we got all of them to bed, i was still panicky. i woke up in the middle of the night, saw a shadow above me and thought it was someone leaning over me trying to puke. for some reason, i thought it was fong yee and i started asking her if she was okay and whether she needed to puke. but when i reached over to touch her, it wasnt a her. it was an it. i was talking to a table fan wtf. felt really stupid, so i went back to sleep praying no one heard me. no such luck.

when we woke up next morning, apparently the saga wasnt over. hon chang and fong yee had gotten up at 5 am to puke. after all of that, i still received a call from hon chang at 11am, telling me that they were still drunk and if i had any cures for hangovers.

i wish i had been drunk too.

Monday was v stupid. shaun and i wanted to go sing karaoke but it was fully booked seeing it was hari raya and all.

so we went to watch g-force. most boring show ever. please DO NOT watch.
but night time, we went to polo lounge for drinks with mom and uncle. suffice to say, it was one of the funnest nights EVER. dancing to 'cant take my eyes off you' and FEELING IT.

Wednesday saw another attempt to sing karaoke. we went to Johor Jaya, but it was booked till 5.30 on a WEEKDAY. so we drove down all the way to JB to Kerry's. But that was booked till 4.30 as well. but after so many failed attempts, we just took the room. and we found out a way for cheap clubbing. ;)

Thursday, my mom and i went to the customs to renew my passports. because of the IDIOTIC decision to abandon the JB-SINGAPORE passport, my 300 ringitt passport was full of singapore chops. We actually went on wednesday, but we found out that if i proved that i was a student, there would be a 50% discount. so on thursday, we took our documents there, and they were in the process of processing the application, when the officer told us the only way for us to put my visa in the new passport would be to go to KL and apply for a new visa. less than 48 hours beofre i was due to leave for the UK.

I dont want to talk about Friday. It's too sad :( very simple night yet heartwarming. very bittersweet. dinner + drinks with mom, uncle and shaun. shaun made some stupid excuse that he had to go home and change the car, when in actual fact, his mom wanted to give me a gift. thank god he told me slightly before that his mom wanted to give me a gift, or igt would have been very ps to turn up without a gift for his mom.

anyway, the gift turned out to be an angpow. i opened it and i saw a red 50 pound note. but then i realised it was just one. it was 4. not funny. it didnt even make me that happy. all i felt was stress. you'd think that the more money the better right. i think there's a certain threshold before it becomes TOO MUCH money. i cant break up with him now. eh, just joking just in case he sees this.

but yes. that was my week. thanks guys for making my summer great. :)

2009-09-30T01:23:00.001-07:00

EH WTF i just blogged a fucking long post about last week and blogger deleted it. :(

2009-09-30T01:22:00.001-07:00

i have a flat :)

pictures up later!

2009-09-26T12:56:00.000-07:00

ugh. back in london.

just realised i have a lot of shit in london. moving's going to be a bitch.

2009-09-24T08:32:00.001-07:00

i know i shouldnt be saying this. but i feel so sian trying to write the diary for shaun. lol. i keep procrastinating and now it's 11.32 pm and i have to give it to him tomorrow morning when i see him but i still have not gotten down to finishing it.

grrr.

2009-09-18T09:52:00.000-07:00

Just got back from singapore. and guess what, i got into a car accident.

i was driving pass Jusco, to get to the U-turn towards my house, when all of a sudden, the fucking car in front of me braked, signaled for like a second and turned. obviously, i had to jam my brake in order to avoid hitting the car. So i did.

and the car behind me rammed right into my car.

I'm proud to say that it is NOT my fault. in ANY way.

anyway, my car wasnt very badly damaged. Some paint was chipped and a slight part of the car got a bit bent. But since the car in front of me DROVE AWAY, the car behind me had to take full responsibility. being that he rammed my car behind.

thhough, its a bit sad for the driver who had to pay me my damages. His car was SO badly damaged. the car hood was utterly bent, headlights smashed. just in terrible shape. i'm actually quite proud of my myvi. after all, it's only chipped paint.

fucking malaysian drivers. signal when you want to turn damn it!

2009-09-16T06:20:00.000-07:00

I'm okay :)

been plugging in the earphones, closing my eyes and listening to club music. It's soothing just imagining strobe lights flashing, music pounding, smoke inhaled. yeah i know, soothing.

on other news, i think my ipod has reached its expiration date. i cant charge it, cant switch it on and it was hot to touch after i tried to charge it ytd. oh no. hopefully, theres something wrong with the charger and not the ipod itself. i dont have moneyyyyyy to buy a new one!

2009-09-14T06:41:00.001-07:00

fuckkkk.. i dont know how to articulate this.

where did it all go wrong?

2009-09-10T04:20:00.000-07:00

Here's an attempt to revive my blog. :( i foresee long dreary days ahead in london anyway, since im heading back in 2 weeks.

It's been an eventful week. or rather, just a week with me being sick.

Last sat was spent in Kota Tinggi with hun, splashing around in the waterfall, being bitten by fishies, and having yummy freshwater prawns.

Sun was another activity day.
Going to DESARU for a quick getaway = driving to desaru ( oh how im going to miss driving), swimming in the ocean, getting a tan, then driving to penggarang for seafood ( LOBSTER! ). plus ramly, chewy satay and ugh textureless mua chee.
we drove back on Mon after another wonderful seafood lunch at jade garden, and dropped by baskin robbins for a quart of ice cream. But that was when the nightmare began. :(

My mom's friends at XGH cooked this huge feast of crabs, prawns and fish ( yes seafood AGAIN) and straight after i had a stomachache and had to get home to rush to the toilet. fell asleep thinking all was well.

NOT.

tuesday morning, i ran to the toilet countless times, really countless. my ass hurts just thinking about it, Having ingested nothing the whole day i thought.. hmm... there's nothing to come out anyway, might as well head to singapore for youhui's bday celebration. couldnt stomach the thought of going down the stupidly constructed custom, i drove down to jurong point for yh's birthday. That night didnt end well. i reached home, went to the toilet and puked ( from both sides. hahaha gross i know but thats me). and that continued after i went to bed. got up twice just to go.

wed morn still did not feel too much better. diarrhwas slightly better but didnt want to risk it by eating anything.

Thurs i felt myself again! YAY. but the saga does not end there :(

FRI = shaun had food poisoning so we had decided to have a light dinner aka stemed fish and some random veggies at Spring Garden, beside wen qiang kuey tiao kia. FUCKING broke out into allergy half an hour later. had to go to the doctor's as i was itching all over, AND MY FACE WAS SWOLLEN. Thing is, i dont know what im allergic to, since what we had was what i normally had as well.
doc gave me a jab to ease the itching but the jab made me sleepy, but i still had food poisoning so i went to the toilet. VERY NEARLY fell asleep on the loo, but thank god did not.
the thing was i was a bit hesitant at having seafood after the food poisoning but
S: ' dont worry, i wont let you get food poisoning'

well, yea he didnt. he gave me allergy instead.

SAT = felt much better so went to KL because CHRISTINA came! along with mil, her friend from norwich. Picked them up at reggae guesthouse and went to petaling street market, and then off to KLCC for madam kwan's nasi bojari ( ya i hap some sucky ipoh kuey tiaw because my stomach wasnt still feeling too good) with lips, leonard and RONALD.

after dinner, we went to the KLCC park to do touristy stuff and then off to dataran merdeka ( spot where we declared independence!) damn patriotic. then changkat to see the 'new' heritage row and jalan alor for supper.
and then we proceeded to get lost. fucking 3 hours in the jam. we were so close to the hostel, but then we didnt take one turning, and went straight. the moment i saw sri cempaka school. i thought, fuck, we're in cheras. and we were. 2 hours in cheras stuck in the jam at 12 am.

but who got us back in the end? i did! :D courtesy of me being lost the other day around jln t.a rahman looking for pan mee hahaha, i became really familiar with the area.

Sunday we went down to malacca for durian chendol, and chicken rice balls mmmm :)
and putrajaya for buka puasa. such random shit. rushing around the bazaar ramahdan, and finally settling down near the lake to have an impromptu picnic. good times.

Monday morn i woke up to find myself covered in RASHES. it looked like i had some disease or sth. but took some zytec from jman and they disappeared after awhile. talked/gossiped about 'the one we ALWAYS gossip about' and other things, and i met BB for a much needed catch up before back to JB.

TUES + WED + THURS = continued having rashes! couldnt figure it out so went to the doctor's again. found out it was a continuing consequence of the allergy so now i have to be on meds for the next half a month.

story of my life!

2009-07-22T07:33:00.000-07:00

i've actually got internet at my house now! though not 10mbps like that in UK but at least its 2.0 mbps! faster than your average streamyx！
But the thing is. My computer's dead. I dont know why. I was happily watching Will and Grace and right in the middle, it suddenly shut down and i couldnt switch it on again. nooooooooooooooooo :(

that was on the 10th of July and its already the 22nd :( my babbbyyyyyyyyy :(

sucks.

2009-06-22T08:58:00.000-07:00

slightly long since my last post but still forgivable considering to get internet access, i have to stand outside my balcony and get bitten by mosquitos, coming from an internet junkie like me, you know it's bad. i cant be bothered blogging yet another super long post so here's a bunch of photos while im hiding in shaun's computer room

weird old man staring at us and wouldnt back off even after we tried to cut him out. and his creepy friend even started taking photos of him dancing 'with' us.

Shot taken by the club's photographer cause we're hip like that

absinthe shots with irena, sylv and leonard at the bbq before i left for home

AWWWW.. the msoc ppl are the best!

This is how summer bbqs in england are like.
pathetic but easy to start

after my 4th absinthe shot, and lips' second. she hyperventilated in the bathroom afterwards..

So thats it for now.. till later when i get more photos/ internet!

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Land of DimSum

2009-06-02T05:07:00.000-07:00

Ya haha said i would blog right? But so manyyyy pictures i'm dreading posting them all up. Even putting them up on facebook is a pain!
oh and my f doesnt work! so i have to ctrl + v 'f' everytime i have to type f. such a pain

But the past 10 days have been OMG fan-fucking-tastic. excuse my french but it has.

But first, Hong Kong. :)

There are no pictures from the first day because i forgot to take my SD card out of the computer and into my camera ( God knows how many times that has happened)
So shaun took pictures with his phone -and that's ust not going to reach me anytime soon. so here's our trip sans the first day.

It wasnt smooth sailing when we arrived. The night we landed, we got kinda lost, cause the hostel building was so inconspicuous, missed it. Even after we knew where it was, we would walk pass it and then realize that we overshot. But it was a nice cosy little room.

Next day was all about shopping! oh and eating and 120rm dimsum - but so worth it! the siew mai was like a little taste of heaven, each bite so springy and flavourful. omg.

I think we hit about 5-6 places to eat. and at the end of the day, both of us were feeling sick to our stomachs.

We also went up the peak, where all the rich people stayed which was quite cool as well. felt kinda like Genting except instead of fog we had pollution.

Next day, we woke up early in the morning to go to Ocean park, which we thought opened at 9.30am. But turns out, the ticketing counter at the bus stop to GO TO ocean park opened at 10am, which was the time Ocean park opened as well. So we reached the bus stop at 8.45 - so we went for breakast at a REAL HONGKONG CHAR CHAN TENG.

which was just basically instant noodles for breakfast. but the milk tea - omg so unlike the thin rubbish we get here.

and the OCEAN PARK - which was like a

Theme park cum

Underwater World cum

zoo

we crossed over to Kowloon for the markets. 'Stanley Market' which we thought we went to, but no because Shaun assumed that Stanley market was in Stanley street, where there WAS a market, just not stanley market. The real stanley market was in Stanley Village road. There was Ladies market, which isnt all that great. maybe like a glorified pasar malam.
and Temple street market which was kinda like ladies market, except more guys stuff.

But look what i found!

Smelly Tofu OMG! So GOOD! We smelt a whiff of something before we saw the shop and i thought it smelt really familiar but shaun thought it was sewage or sth. AND THEN, I SAW IT!

sigh. i miss it now.

We tried some other street food, but it wasnt very good, except maybe for shaun's black pepper beef balls

Took the MTR back to Tsim Sha Tsui,

walked around the avenue of stars

and went back to the hostel. and then we got hungry again, i dont know how so we went down to 7-11 where he got some beef brisket microwave meal ( and he said that that was one of the best meals he had in HK, which i dont feel very happy about since i compiled the list of places to eat) and i had my ta pao-ed shanghai noodles which he thought were toxic but i thought was wonderful.

Sunday was buying food back home day. Again, for the first part of the day, there arent any pictures - because someone forgot to bring the camera out. So no pictures of egg tarts from Tai Cheong bakery or biscuits from Kee Wah bakery. But we ta paoed roast goose and char siew and went back to the hostel to eat

How much do you think this costs?

1/4 Roast goose - 130 HK dollars
Char Siew - 68 HK Dollars

Effing 200HK dollars in total. Eat roasted meat rice in 4 seasons also not as expensive. The roast goose was from Yung Kee which was well recommended - but i thought it was wayyyy too oily and overrated. Char siew was good though. Still we ta pao-ed one whole goose (420HK or 200Rm) back to malaysia to share and me another 3 slabs of Char siew back.

Then we went out again to Tsim Sha Tsui, but we were so tired we just went to starbucks to chill, and i slept there for half an hour. But then we went to eat AGAIN.

Beef Brisket and Beef Ball noodles.

Oh these were good. They werent like the tiny ones we get here but ACTUAL BALLS!
we ta paoed 8 balls back for supper.

and then to avenue of stars for the symphony of lights, which was nothing spectacular but still quite cool.

Camwhored a bit while he went to buy water

The whole show only lasted 14 minutes. but that was enough cause we were tired anyway, and we had to wake up at 6am the next day to go to macau to catch the ferry.

Monday we decided we needed one last dimsum meal so we went to this place in central which was near the ferry terminal.

It was one of the old style dimsum places where they just had pushcarts and all the people there were twice our age. Strangely, they had none of the usual dimsums like siew mais, har gows or my fav wu kok. so we had some weird stuff.

Even the char siew baos werent normal charsiew baos

This bun i'm holding in my hand is a char siew bao!looks like normal bread right? But its fluffy and soft and damn good. Better than the traditional ones!

And that was our last meal in HK

The first thing we did when we reached Macau was to find food again.
And of course, what else but portugese egg tart?

The famous Egg Tart. while we sat there and ate our one egg tart, we saw so many peope coming and taking photos with the egg tart. free advertising. Mo would be proud.

Slight bit of camwhoring, with him trying to act cool but failing.

Then off to the airport, where we got slightly lost. But thank god for this couple on the bus, who noticed our luggage and pointed out that we should have gotten at the last bus stop to take another bus. But we didnt. So we took that bus all the way to their central bus station, by then i was slightly sick because the driving was REALLY bad. but luckily we arrived in Macau really early and there was plenty of time. We even reached the airport early.

Our last meal during the trip was horrible. MOP 40 for a bowl of fishballs which are like the frozen ones you can buy at the supermarket. so we just drank the soup. haha Rm 20 bucks for soup.
There was nothing in the airport to do, so while we waited at the cafe, we played one of those childhood games where you slap the other person's hand. and we were so near the table, i hit the table when i tried to hit him. NOT fUNNY ( excuse the non capitalized f. I CANT TYPE fING f!) one of the aunties there just started laughing at us.

But so glad to be back from HK, and from all the hustle and bustle. Now my stomach needs a rest. 2 wks of detoxing awaits.

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2009-05-26T20:01:00.000-07:00

It's been one heck of a whirlwind.

Onanon - BBQ - Flight - Home - Hong Kong.

So tired its not funny! But tired in a good - no - AWESOME - way.

Going to HK tmr, and i WILL blog about the whole thing when i come back on monday :) waitforit!

2009-05-23T07:45:00.001-07:00

i'm going homeeeeee!!

2009-05-17T12:27:00.000-07:00

JUST.WANT.IT.TO.BE.OVER.

2009-05-13T13:39:00.000-07:00

Juris reading is wonderful.

it's true.

yea right. i'm being sarcastic. 4 hours spent reading 7 pages because i kept falling asleep after 1 paragraph. fucking finnis, hart and dworking. i hate you.

sigh. the only interesting part of juris has so little reading.. WHY CANT IT BE THE OTHER WAY AROUND!!!! why :(

And you always come across interesting thoughts for the 'choosing children' module like

what if we found a gene to diagnose homosexuals, and a pregnant woman wanted to abort her baby because of that. Seeing as those who are pro-life are often people who are anti-gays, it'd be fun to see them struggle.

:) it really would be.

2009-05-12T02:20:00.000-07:00

Africa for the Chinese

Sir, - In a few days Sir Bartle Frere will return to England, and public attention will be directed to the East Coast of Africa. I am desirous of availing myself of the opportunity to ventilate some speculations of my own, which you may, perhaps, consider of sufficient interest to deserve publication in the Times. My proposal is to make the encouragement of the Chinese settlements at one or more suitable places on the East Coast of Africa a par of our national policy, in the belief that the Chinese immigrants would not only maintain their position, but that they would multiply and their descendants supplant the inferior Negro race. I should expect the large part of the African seaboard, now sparsely occupied by lazy, palavering savages living under the nominal sovereignty of the Zanzibar, or Portugal, might in a few years be tenanted by industrious, order loving Chinese, living either as a semi-detached dependency of China, or else in perfect freedom under their own law. In the latter case their would be similar to that of the inhabitants of Liberia, in West Africa, the territory which was purchased 50 years ago and set apart as an independent State for the reception of freed negroes from America.

The opinion of the public on the real worth of the Negro race has halted between the extreme views which have been long and loudly proclaimed. It refuses to follow those of the early abolitionists, that all the barbarities in Africa are to be traced to the effects of a foreign slave trade, because travelers continually speak of similar barbarities existing in regions to which the slave trade has not penetrated. Captain Colomb has written a well-argued chapter on this matter, in his recent volume. On the other hand, the opinion of the present day repudiates the belief that the negro is an extremely inferior being, because there are notorious instances of negroes possessing high intelligence and culture, some of whom acquire large fortunes in commerce, and others become considerable men in other walks of life. The truth appears to be that individuals of the mental caliber I have just described are much more exceptional in the negro than in the Anglo-Saxon race, and that average negroes possess too little intellect, self-reliance, and self-control to make it possible for them to sustain the burden of any respectable form of civilization without a large measure of external guidance and support. The Chinaman is a being of another kind, who is endowed with a remarkable aptitude for a high material civilization. He is seen to the least advantage in his own country, where a temporary dark age still prevails, which has not sapped the genius of the race, though it has stunted the developed the of each member of it, by the rigid enforcement of an effete system of classical education which treats originality as a social crime. All the bad parts of his character, as his lying and servility, spring from timidity due to an education that has cowed him, and no treatment is better calculated to remedy that evil than location in a free settlement. The natural capacity of the Chinaman shows itself by the success with which, notwithstanding his timidity, he competes with strangers, wherever he may reside. The Chinese emigrants possess an extraordinary instinct for political and social organization; they contrive to establish for themselves a police and internal government, and they give no trouble to their rulers so long as they are left to manage those matters by themselves. They are good-tempered, frugal, industrious, saving, commercially inclined, and extraordinarily prolific. They thrive in all countries, the natives of the Southern provinces being perfectly able to labor and multiply in the hottest climates. Of all known varieties or mankind there is none so appropriate as the Chinaman to become the future occupant of the enormous regions which lie between the tropics, whose extent is far more vast than it appears, from the cramped manner in which those latitudes are pictured in the ordinary maps of the world. But take a globe and examine it, and consider the huge but poorly-peopled bulk of Africa, by whose side the areas of India and of China look insignificant, and think what a field lies there for the development of a suitable race. The Hindoo cannot fulfil the required conditions nearly as well as the Chinaman, for he is inferior to him in strength, industry, aptitude for saving, business habits, and prolific power. The Arab is little more than an eater up of other men’s produce; he is a destroyer rather than a creator, and he is unprolific.

The history of the world tells a tale of the continual displacement of populations, each by a worthier successor, and humanity gains thereby. We ourselves are no descendents of the aborigines of Britain, and our colonists were invaders of the regions they now occupy as their lawful home. But the countries into which the Anglo-Saxon race can be transfused are restricted to those where the climate is temperate. The Tropics are not for us, to inhabit permanently; the greater part of Africa is the heritage of people differently constituted to ourselves. On that continent, as elsewhere, one population continually drives out another. Consider its history as it extends over successive centuries. We note how Arab, Tuarick, Fellatah, Negroes of uncounted varieties, Cadre, Hottentot surge and reel to and fro in the struggle for existence. It is into this free flight among all present that I wish to see a new competitor introduced-namely, the Chinaman. The gain would be immense to the whole civilized world if we were to out-breed and finally displace the negro, as completely as the latter has displaced the aborigines of the West Indies. The magnitude of the gain may be partly estimated by making the converse supposition –namely, the loss that would ensue if China were somehow to be depopulated and restocked by negroes. (LOL!)

The pressure of population in China is enormous, and its outflow is great and increasing. There is no lack of material for a suitable immigration into Africa. I do not say that it would be possible at any moment to persuade communities of men and women from Southern China to establish themselves in Africa; but I am assured, by excellent authorities, that occasions of political disturbances frequently arise when it would be practicable to do so by the promise of a free, or nearly free, grant of land. The Chinese have a land hunger, as well as a love for petty traffic, and they would find a field in which to gratify both of these tastes on the East African Coast. There are many Chinese capitalists resident in foreign parts who might speculate in such a system and warmly encourage it. If once successfully started, it ought to maintain itself. The colonist could not starve; and when they began to succeed they would send money to their relatives to enable them to follow, just as they now do from the many other parts of the world where they are located. For these reasons it is probable that the streams of emigration from China have sufficient "head" to enable them to reach and overflow the coasts of Eastern Africa if they were watched and judiciously diverted in that direction.

I have finally to speak of the political effort necessary to secure a free right of occupancy and of settlement at suitable points on the coast. No very serious obstacle seems to stand in the way; certainly none was met with when Liberia was founded. It is probable that as the success of such an enterprise would be of equally great value to all nations commercially interested in those parts, no national jealousy would be excited by its promotion, and the necessary territory could be obtained with little difficulty and at a small cost, to be advanced in the first instance as a charge on the land and hereafter to be redeemed.
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HAHAHAHAHA. Hilarious. But i feel proud of my race :)

2009-04-22T16:20:00.000-07:00

i think i miss japanese.

maybe i'll pick it up again this summer

2009-04-05T19:29:00.000-07:00

I have a new obsession with Neil Patrick Harris.

Check out Dr Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog!

i love this song!and omg the wink at 1.39!

2009-04-05T18:34:00.000-07:00

I love Jason Mraz :) the concert was so totally worth waiting 3 hours in the queue. because, when the concert started , we were 2 rows behind the stage. AWESOME.
Though, the opening acts were a little long.. 7.30 the concert started and the opening acts just went on and on till about 9pm. which was a bit..overkill

but this.... made up for all of it.

These were the opening acts

Priscilla Ahn. Check out her songs - 'dream' and 'the boob song' are both good! really enjoyed her opening.. well compared to the other one... cant even remember the band name.

and there you go!

it was a good weekend though, with a good concert experience, save for the drama with pushing and good chinese food.

and with the flatties too!

oh my love for chinese food :( its an obsession i cannot break. hongkong baby, here i come :)

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2009-03-31T20:31:00.000-07:00

A month since i last blogged. and i dont even miss it! guess the blogging bug's over.

but in all seriousness, i;ve been way to busy with everything to blog. IT SUCKS.

Since the last post, i've

1) gone clubbing in No 5 Cavendish Square - and danced with Gareth Gates, with Mnight Crew
2) Got a new phone - Samsung Tocco - the cheap version of the iphone
3)Went clubbing with J-man and Aimi at Tiger Tiger - which is the CRAPPIEST club i've even been in
4) celebrated Mo's birthday at the romanian restaurant - loves, though no papanasi :(
5) Received my Exam Timetable
6) Booked flight ticket home - May 23!
7) Booked tickets to Hong Kong - May 28
8) wrote and handed in my property dissertation
9) helped Mo move out and into her new hall
10) had a new housemate - greek guy who looks like sylar
11) dropped a dress size :D
12) had hongta stay over and we studied together till 5 am - and also heard a HUGE secret, or more like finding
13) pulled a few all-nighters
14) had way too much coffee
15) lost and bought new earphones - 5th ones this year
16) Had Korean dinner with Drew Interns
17) disabled facebook and lived
18) stayed in the library till 5am - doing that right now actually
19) quit my job
20) bought jason mraz concert tickets - going to see him this sat woooo :D

sighh. i;ve been meaning to blog about all of those but just could not find the time. sucks. i'mgonna be busy all the way till may 18. BUT I CANT WAIT TO GO HOME. :D roti canai teh tarik wait for meeeeeeeeeeee!

2009-02-28T04:42:00.000-08:00

YAY so Mnight is finally over.

i cant describe how happy i am that its over, because now i can finally do some work, go to the gy, properly and stop eating cookies. (OMG, do not get me started on how many packets of cookies we survived on throught the course of Mnight)

but now that there's no more rehearsals, my life feels kind of empty, and instead of doing work, going to the gym, i'm sitting at home watching the OC. i miss the laughter we lapse into when fadz does something totally random, i.e. fadz doing the lion king parade rock thing. cracks me up every single time. i miss the people. It's nice immersing myself in the malaysian community sometimes. The first years are actually quite cool. AND i found myself a new gym buddy :):):):) replacement for aizad ahahha

loves :):)

2009-02-26T01:40:00.001-08:00

GAH. SO MUCH WORK.

just kill me now.

2009-01-30T13:44:00.000-08:00

CNY was spent

in good company

with an abundance of good food [ yes i made all of it :) ]

and MORE good food

and with lots of laughs, plus competitiveness in taboo

and of course, mahjong.

3 days of consecutive steamboats and i feel like im stuffed with fishballs, enoki mushrooms, tofu and sliced beef. You have no idea.
I was making pork balls and i dipped one of them in cornflour, trying to make them like the sliced pork in soup they sold in petaling street. BUT Edna and the rest refused to believe me. I SWEAR! All it does is to get a chewy gelatinous outer layer! So i wanted to prove them wrong, but i lost my porkball in the soup. :(
it looked exactly like the other ones and i was FORCEFED i dont know HOW MANY porkballs. i swear i sweated out meat sweat the next day.

SOOOOOOO sick of porkballs.

It was a good CY though, although i didt follow all the traditions, i.e. wear new/red clothes and not shower, What i did, was to clean up the house.

more than clean, christina and i SCRUBBED the kitchen.

with TOOTHBRUSHES.

AT 3AM.

i know i know, we are hardcore. or crazy, i dont know anymore.

In other news, have you read whats on the papers lately?

"What kind of monsters would steal children from their grandparents to give to two gay men"

So what is this? Has all our progress with HRA and equality and non-discrimination gone to naught? The grandparents, both nearing 60, one with angina and the other with diabetes. Yet, there are no questions asked about their ability to raise these children. What will happen when they're 70. Frail and weak? How are they supposed to keep up with two 10 year old children? What will happen when they are 80 and the two kids have to go to uni? Do they have the ability to pay for their university education, especially with the credit crunch and the pensioners not even having enough money for themselves? Whats going to happen to these children then?
BUT NO. The focus is all on these two gay men. There are protests going on in the suburbs, protesting against the adoption of the children by the men. What i dont get is how nobody questions their ability to raise the children. If they have the financial ability to let them lead comfortable lives, provide them with love, care and concern and most importantly a HOME. How is that wrong? Why are you calling them MONSTERS? Monsters who just want to love somebody and help them lead the lives they deserve to lead?

eejits.

2009-01-17T14:35:00.000-08:00

Culinary Adventures!

These few days have been really shit for me. Dont know whether its because school has started and holidays are over or whether its just because im down on my luck.

I got denied entry into a lecture, because i didnt bring my student card, and the security guard refused to let me in without an alternative id, which i didnt have because if i did have my wallet in the first place, i would already HAVE my student card and i wouldnt BE in this situation. COME. ON. what am i going to do? use my laptop as a boomerang and knock everybody unconscious with it?

I mixed up the weeks and the tutorial topics, so i went to the WRONG tutorial group, having studied the WRONG topic. and i just made a complete and utter fool of myself.

I gained 1.5 kg over the christmas and NY hols, and i feel oily and unhealthy. my hair is flat and rough. in general, i just feel slimy and unattractive.

So i do what i always do when i feel like this. I COOK! :)

First it was Cheese Bread.
Had fun shaping it though.. This was supposed to be a sad sonic the hedghog.

well actually, it didnt taste very cheesy even though we shaved half a block of cheese into it. makes you think how much cheese they actually put into cheese bread doesnt it?

Next it was baking time for CNY COOKIES

Peanut cookies :) got the recipe for a food blog and we spent AGES yesterday pounding the peanuts cause i was too cheap to buy the grounded one. I mean, we spent like 2 hours or 3 just pounding the peanuts and grinding it.

All while watching supernatural.which is SOOOOOO GOOOD! Dean is sooooo cute!

stayed up till 6am baking and cleaning and i tried to fit in one more hour of supernatural and i fell asleep at 7am.

Pineapple Tarts! No pictures here, because it was wayyyy too ugly. Although it didnt look good, i must admit it tasted quite nice. within hours of making 4 batches, my flatties polished it all off.

I tried to make Roti Canai

but, although it looked, it tasted NOWHERE as good as the real thing.
i have newfound respect for indian mamak men. I couldnt spread it thin enough to make it flaky and fluffy. Couldnt incorporate enough air in it. kept breaking holes in the dough and couldnt even start to flip it. HOW DO THEY DO IT! :(

Chicken curry out of instant mix packet was okay though.

But now, i am officially SICK of cooking and cleaning.
no more no more..

2009-01-12T08:34:00.000-08:00

I can’t believe it’s over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the writing that was on the wall
If I only knew
The days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were cryin'

Summer turned to winter
And the snow, it turned to rain
Then the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognize the girl you are today
And God I hope it's not too late
It's not too late

Cuz you are not alone
I’m always there with you
And we’ll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
When you feel like you’re done
And the darkness has won
Babe you’re not lost

When your world’s crashing down
And you can’t bear the thought
I said babe you’re not lost

Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you’ve gone crazy
But you’re not
Though things have seemed to change
There’s one thing that’s still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly, fly, fly away

Cuz you are not alone
I am there with you
And we’ll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
When you feel like you’re done
And the darkness has won
Babe you’re not lost

When your worlds crashing down
And you can't bear the thought
I said baby you’re not lost

Mmmm yeah yeah, yeah yeah,
I said baby you’re not lost.
I said baby you’re not lost.
Oh yeah, yeah
I said baby you’re not lost.

I remember the time when i too was lost. It was last year. around this time of the year as well. Nothing was going well for me. I was homesick. There were problems with my relationship and we were growing apart because of the distance. I couldnt really cope with part-time work and my studies. And everything was just happening too fast and it just overwhelmed me.

If you can recall, that was the start of this blog. www.lost-along-riverthames.blogspot.com. There was a reason why it was named that way.

I became someone i wasnt. I was putting up a shield and hiding behind fake smiles and laughter. The stress of moving to a new place, and the homesickness just hit me hard and i turned towards alcohol, clubbing, and there was always the urge to try drugs. It wasnt experimental, nor the emo-fuck-"i want to kill myself" tendencies. I just wanted something, anything to distract me from everything that was engulfing me. And there it was.
at
alcohol. It was normal for me to have a drink or two but one night after clubbing with a group of friends, it hit me. How carefree i was that night, no worries, no over-analysing, no troubles at all. For once, nothing that usually worries me mattered. And then, it became so that i started going clubbing more often, so i could drink. the pumping beat they played didnt hurt either. But soon, i didnt even need an excuse. I wanted to drink SO BAD that at the most random times, i would go to supermarkets and head straight to the liquor shelf. But i always managed to stop myself at the last minute.

I never did hit rock-bottom, the whole passing out in a ditch and waking up in sewage never happened to me. But common sense and good friends pulled through. I savoured that one last drink and vowed not to drink frequently to forget my troubles. Instead, i changed my life. I quit the job, focused more on my studies. Hung out more with friends who didnt club. sorted things out with shaun. told this to friends and got support. and i'm glad to say that i no longer have the urge to drink every time i pass by a liquor store. sure i still drink but not to drown my troubles. and im damn well proud of that.

But i wouldnt want to wish this on anyone. No one should have to go through that phase before realising that all you need is take things slow, and tackle your problems one by one. And whatever it is, your happiness comes first. you dont have to fix everything because not everything is your problem.

Anyway, i'll be here.

2009-01-10T18:28:00.000-08:00

WOOHOO! ESSAY DONE!

Jac! remember two girls one cup? ( of course you do lol), we showed it to christina and crystal today and they were so grossed out. lol i was making teh tarik and it just reminded them of the vid.

Feeling all hyped up cause my essay's done woohooo. now there's only summer vac apps to go and tutorials and i'm home free :)

2009-01-09T02:51:00.001-08:00

Hustle is back! muaha! :) and now i can watch it on BBC1 because, YAY i am in the UK and i dont have to stream or download :)

2009-01-09T02:00:00.001-08:00

5 Juris books and one essay to get through by the end of this week and what do i do?

i procrastinate by going out to china town to buy ingredients to make

Yam Rice. :D
all that was missing was BAH KUT TEH. which i could have had if my Bah Kut Teh spice packet which was in my parcel that i shipped over from Malaysia 4MONTHS AGO had arrived. :(

and also,

(because there was too many yams left over)

YUM. it came out a bit gooey and even after letting it cool for 2 hours, it was still a bit gooey. so we thought, it might have a BIT too much water, but that was easily remedied by putting it in the fridge.

If only i had a little bit of Kecap Manis and/or chilli sauce. :(

Also had Kung Pow Pork, because had too much pork left over, and because i wanted to make another dish. (But no photos, since i make it all the time. i LOVE KUNG POW!

WAS going to make Xue Cai Zhu Rou ( Pork with preserved vegetables) but SOMEHOW, i managed to lose the plastic bag that had my preserved vegetables in them. Dont ask me how, i dont know either.

we also made Bittergourd stuffed with minced pork, with black bean sauce. It was actually supposed to just be fermented black beans on top but we didnt have that, so substituted it with black bean sauce. and Eddy overdid it, and we had this huge plate of bittergourd that wasnt bitter, but salty. Mo LOVED it though, being a fan of all things salty.

AND there was dessert! Mo made this german souffle thing

Which was a bit floppy and soft, but the taste was SUPREME. i think its because there was cinnamon, and i love my cinnamon!

Top all of that off with Stephen Chow's God of Cookery?

Good day of procrastination and TOTALLY NO WORK DONE. :). absolutely sinful.

which means i am going to die working today :(

p.s here's a random photo of the penne that HongTa cooked when i went to his uni to visit him. Yes, he can cook. He can also eat. His bowl was like 3 times the amount that i had! and when i couldnt finish my portion, he polished that off too!

2009-01-03T02:17:00.000-08:00

New Year's Eve was spent in a very weird way.

It started out fairly normal - alcohol, food, and people over.

Mo, and as always when she comes back from Romania, cooked weird stuff.
This was good. YUM. Pigs blood mixed with guts and heart. and sausages with innards and all. sounds disgusting but kid you not. they were good.

Okay. this was a bit too gross for me. I've always been averse to jelly-like stuff but this takes the cake. CHICKEN JELLO. GROSS. and it wasnt just me. Eddy thought it was gross too. but apparently, it was just anyone not from romania, because Claudiu ( Aytek's housemate) who was from romania LOVED it.
*shudder*

but once the countdown was over on tv, it turned slightly weird.

We started playing

Mahjong. Yes.
and not just any mahjong, drunken mahjong.

and i was beaten by a white chick at least 3 times.

But it's alright. i dont mind losing as long as i get to eat her DELICIOUS CAKE from Romania. It looks like marble cake, but just substitute the chocolate for rum and raisin. MUCH better combination. I loved it so much last year when she brought it back, i kept bugging her to bring it back this year. Apparently, she told her mom how much i loved it and her mom told mo that hald the cake was for me. YUM. :)

It weighed approx 3 kg and it was gone in 4 days. thats how good it was.

2009-01-01T16:55:00.000-08:00

2008 has come and gone. and i think next post, i'll post up some of the highlights of 2008.

BUT FIRST.

Christmas 2008 :D

Compared to last year, this year's meal was much more satisfying.

2007, i had YAU CHAR KUEY for lunch. and not even GOOD ones. but homemade readymix from a box that i made with suk yein and por hai. It was fun making it, but it filled me up with so much starch that eventually when i ditched them and went to Jini's place for dinner, i was so full i couldnt eat too much of her DELISH food. regrets.

2008, i had THREE gorgeous christmas meals.

first one, which i cooked together with Jac and Eddy.

the turkey was quite good for a turkey maker virgin, if i do say so myself. thanks to Jamie Oliver

Brussel sprouts with chestnuts, my own recipe.

Scalloped potatoes, which didnt turn out so well. but i think it wasnt my fault. was because of the cheap cheese. but what to do? student LAH.

It was good fun, with Eddy butchering the turkey because he couldnt carve,

watching FRIENDS on the telly and Eddy reintroducing us to the wonders of two girls and a cup ( google it if you havent watched it yet but beware), and all three of us experiencing two girls and 1 finger for the first time. definitely memorable.

The next morning we woke up and walked an hour's walk to Aytek's for a christmas lunch. Where we saw a HUMONGOUS spread on the table for us. Too many photos courtesy of Jac so cant be arsed to put them here. sure you've seen them on fb anyway.

But after stuffing ourselves with the food already on the table, settling down and watching a movie, Aytek got up and announced "Dinner's served!" and brought out this baby.

Traditional Turkey with Stuffing. I know i know, it looks way better than mine. i admit it i admit it. but i'll improve!

Such a great spread. But barely after i finihsed my one pathetic slice of turkey ( because i couldnt eat anymore), Yung came to fetch me to Jini's for their Christmas day meal.

which thanks to Nigella Lawson, was sinfully delicious. Turkey with Gingerbread Stuffing, Brussel Sprouts with Chestnuts and Marsala, Honey Glazed Parsnips, Bacon Wrapped Sausages, Chocolate Fondant and needless to say tons of great wine and champagne. I must have drunk like a bottle of wine and quite a few glasses of champagne.

I was SO FULL, i felt like puking everytime i shouted while playing pictionary. (which i kicked ass at, thanks to all those pictionary sessions with shaun and gang)

IT WAS A GOOD FOOD FILLED CHRISTMAS. i think i gained 2 kg from all that food. :)

Besides the food, it was great having Jac here. :)
memorable stuff like stealing takeaway boxes from "Wok in a box" to fulfill our fantasy of becoming the american eating chinese food stereotype

i by the way, have totally turned into the middle aged white american male. the past few days between crystal leaving and jac arriving, i literally became a couch potato. i ate on the couch, watched tv on the couch, worked (minimally) on the couch and slept on the couch. anyway, back to the point.

Random popcorn nights. this was after duck rice with J-MAN at 4 seasons.

Obviously, she was sad to leave. what with the morning coffees and london shopping, and leftover turkey, and random popcorn making, and stealing. how could she not? ;p

Come again soon jac :)

2008-12-19T16:28:00.000-08:00

and so its official. I'm alone at home till Jac comes :) ( :) to jac coming, and not to being alone at home. :( to being alone at home )

Crystal left today = no more morning coffee. and = boring nights at home

so in the name of randomness and boredom, i decided to make apple pie! I've been having a craving ever since i read it on www.hungerhunger.blogspot.com which by the way is such a good food blog. All of the photos look lovely. and so far, i've tried the recipes for shui jiaos and inside out taufu pok and they were all delish!

and because im an efficient time saver, i decided to make TWO apple pies. one for me to keep and satisfy my cravings and the second one to give to Jini and Yung as a christmas present. :)
which by the way i brought over to them today ( but it smashed unfortunately) and they loved it. oh, and they satisfied my craving for steak when they offered me dinner. :) :) :)

soooooo

Fresh out of the oven

It tastes better than it looks, though i think it looks not half bad.

Goodbye fun nights. for now at least. This btw was Aytekin's 30th birthday (Crystal's boyfriend) and it was GREAT. god, i have such old friends.
J-man, Lips - you'll be glad to know your present came in v handy hahaha, i took the hipflask to the lounge and saved me tons. one small vodka coke cost like 7 pounds. instead, i ordered one huge glass of coke for 2.75 and poured my own vodka in. woohoo. hahaha cheapskate.

CANT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS!
IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS, CHESTNUTS ROASTING ON AN OPEN FIRE, ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOUUUUU, WINTER WONDERLAND, JINGLE BELL JINGLE BELL JINGLE BELL ROCK!

2008-12-14T08:48:00.000-08:00

how nice it would be if the world was simple. nothing to worry about, to stress over. nothing for people to get upset over.
but too bad. life's complicated. people are selfish, nobody acts in anybody's best interests. nobody gives a shit. and that's when you feel disappointed at the world and you just give up hope.

but then sometimes, someone will surprise you. a random stranger smiles at you, a friend does you a favour without expecting anything back, family tells you they love you and a lover makes sacrifices for you just to make you happy.

and you cant help but wonder, whether there's still hope for the human race.
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i've been feeling uncomfortable in my own home lately. because of all the drama over sandra and her reluctance to pay rent for when she stayed in my room. because of mo's anger at that. its kinda scary. and i think i will like it when all of them leave for the christmas break. it'll be nice to have the place all to myself. it'll be a bit lonely but it'll be nice. :)

2008-12-05T11:24:00.000-08:00

if i'm not counting wrongly, its been 5 days since i last spoke to him properly. not counting the 10 minute msn conversations..

i feel like a selfish hypocritical bitch sometimes.

i expect him to call every single day, but yet i dont want to pick up the phone sometimes.
im ashamed to admit, there are sometimes when the phone rings and i'm home but i dont pick up. okay, that was only one time. i dont know what's wrong with me. i feel so irritated sometimes when he speaks. not because he irritates me. but the fact that he's calling me reminds me of the fact that we are so far apart.

On tuesday when he called, he seemed to be in such a good mood but i snapped at him about why he didnt do what i asked him to. and there was this awkward silence after he apologized. which lapsed into even more apologizing. i could sense that he didnt know what to say. so we just hung up, our last phone conversation all business-like and short.

and now he's in genting with his best bud. and so he has no time to call. and now i'm resenting him having a life without me. though its perfectly clear that i should let him go have fun with his bud who comes back once a year. but i want him to be at my beck and call, yet i hate that i feel like he thinks that i am there to always answer his call.

i complained that he prioritzes his tv shows and computer games above me, and so he changed. Now, i ask him to call at specific times, and if he calls early i ask him to call back. why? because im watching a tv show. It used to be he would call me everyday at 2pm, if called at 1.55pm i would complain. now when his calls are sporadic because of NS work times, i get pissed off that he doesnt call.

GAH. why am i such a selfish hypocritical bitch?

2008-12-02T15:03:00.000-08:00

oh god. i shouldnt be doing this. WHY WHY WHY am i procrastinating.
i was planning on finishing my property essay tonight. i even went to the gym early in the morning so i could have the whole evening free to write it! its 11 pm now and i havent written a single word. :(

i dont even know how i managed to procrastinate so well. okay. that is a lie. i do know. two hours of desperate housewives, one hour of stalking people on facebook another hour of obsessing over shaun. and that is 4 hours gone.

goddamn. back to work.

where has all my time goneeeeeee! its like one continuous stretch, and days stretch into nights and nights stretch into days and stretches into nights again. like i see no free time in my schedule. :(
and i dont know whyyy! i mean its not like i have tons of lectures and seminars to go to. but its just *poof* no time!

okay okay goddamn back to work back to work for real now

Gross

2008-11-24T16:34:00.000-08:00

Ugh gross.

Who in the world would think of such a thing.

"Semen is not only nutritious, but it also has a wonderful texture and amazing cooking properties. Like fine wine and cheeses, the taste of semen is complex and dynamic. Semen is inexpensive to produce and is commonly available in many, if not most, homes and restaurants. Despite all of these positive qualities, semen remains neglected as a food. This book hopes to change that"

UGH.

the things you find while aimlessly surfing the net in the middle of the night.

2008-11-20T01:10:00.001-08:00

So yesterday, i went to watch Lion King: The Musical

It was good, but not FANTASTICALLY good. Just not bad. Simba was good singing Hakuna Matata but towards the end he just had a weird jamaican accent. And i thought Rafiki was supposed to be a MAN. In the musical, he was a she. though no complaints about Rafiki, she was the best singer out of all. When she sang "Circle of Life", i had goosebumps.

And, we had good seats. The people in front of us left and so we had a clear view of the stage. so no complaints there either.

I think i've just had a string of bad luck when it comes to musicals.

I watched Sound of Music a few weeks back with leonard

and it just wasnt good. Totally just spoilt the whole Sound of Music thing for me. Captain Von Trapp was so bad that everybody literally cringed when he sang. And, Julie Andrews set the bar wayyyyy too high. Maria by Summer Strallen was just not the ideal maria in everybody's hearts. The kindly and understanding maria was replaced by a comical maria. CAN YOU IMAGINE??! A COMICAL MARIA! SACRILEGE. :(

Just not good enough. The only part that i really liked was when Rolf and Leisl sang sixteen going on seventeen.

AIH. I'm afraid to watch phantom now :(

2008-11-14T12:49:00.000-08:00

I think there's something deeply wrong with me.
I just jogged 5km but i feel guilty like i've not gotten enough exercise. just because i didnt run 9km, like i did the day before.

i think i need to stop going to the gym.

2008-11-12T06:47:00.000-08:00

I remember back in the good ol days during primary school, Mr Ng, our first principal, used to play songs during morning assembly for us to sing, and also tell us stories.

Ahh, we never appreciated him, only until some new principal took over.

But i will always remember this song that he played for us when we were in primary 2. It was so sad i cried on the spot. Finally found this song after searching for it for more than 10 years.

The Lightning Express

The lightning express from the depot so grand
Had started out on its way
All of the passengers that gathered on board
Seemed to be happy and gay
But one little boy who sat by himself
Was reading a letter he had
You could plainly tell by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad

The stern old conductor then started his round
collecting tickets from everyone there
And finally reaching the side of the boy
He gruffly demanded his fare
"I have no ticket" the boy then replied
"But I'll pay you back someday"
"Then I'll put you off at the next stop we make"
But he stopped when he heard the boy say

"Please Mr. Conductor
Don't put me off of this train
The best friend I have in this world sir
Is waiting for me in pain
Expecting to die any moment sir
And may not live through the day
I wanna reach home and kiss mother goodbye
Before God takes her away"

A girl sitting near was heard to exclaim
"If you put him off, it's a shame"
Taking his hand, a collection she made
The boy's way was paid on the train
"I'm obliged to you miss for your kindness to me"
"You're welcome," she said, never fear
Each time the conductor would pass through the car
The boy's words would ring in his ear

"Please Mr. Conductor
Don't put me off of this train
The best friend I have in this world sir
Is waiting for me in pain
Expecting to die any moment sir
And may not live through the day
I wanna reach home and kiss mother goodbye
Before God takes her away"

Canterbury Escapades

2008-11-07T15:27:00.000-08:00

So to get away from it all, 4 of us, Cheryl, Krit, Rae and me went up to Kent for a 2d1n trip during reading week.

It was a good trip, basically just us doing nothing and chilling out in a nice little English town. And when i say little, i mean it literally. It's so small that you could probably walk up and down their main town centre in less than an hour. Try doing that in London!

We could have squeezed the whole trip in a day and be back in london by nighttime. But then, we wouldnt have the pleasure of strolling down the small streets and the pebbly beaches, with the cool sea breeze ( actually, the sea breeze wasnt very comfortable)

So the first day, after we checked in to our nice little English B and B, we took the bus to Whitstable

which was famous for its beautiful harbour

Small people

Just so you can imagine better, here's a comparison

And of course, fresh seafood. So we definitely had to try their oysters which so lived up to their name. It was a splurge, but it was well worth it.

It's so tiny, there are only like 4 tables at the back of the shopfront, and so reservations were necessary. I'm just glad that Yung told us to go there.

Native Whitstable Oysters

Roasted Hake Fillet with Mussles in whipped cheese potatoes and ratatouille.

After whitstable, we went back to canterbury where we split up, the 3 having dinner and watching High School Musical 3, while i went to the Uni of Kent to sample Hongta aka Carlson's cooking.

Who by the way eats too much. Seriously! he finished half a packet of pasta in one sitting, which i think i would have needed 3/4 sittings.

Then, it was just a good old bath back at the B and B, with my book and a cup of coffee waiting for the others to come back.

The next day, after a good old english fry-up, we went to the Canterbury Cathedral, which was supposedly the best cathedral in the UK.

And i have to say, if that's the best we have...

we suck.

Even the not so famous cathedrals in Belgium and Paris could beat that! no offense but OMG 5 pounds entry for that, compared to free entry to the Notre Dame ( WHICH WAS GORGEOUS).

and that was done in 1 hour.

So we ended up having a huge greasy chinese lunch at this chinese restaurant, which seriously awakened all my chinese food cravings now. it's amazing how cheap things are compared to london -4 pounds for a humongous plate of chicken chow mein ( which come to think of it, is a dish i've never seen in malaysia/singapore but is apparently a constant in all UK chinese restaurants) which would usually cost me around 6 pounds in London.

And then we went on a search for milkshakes to satisfy Rae's milkshake craving.

Guess what we found! The holy grail of milkshake shops.

Every flavour you could imagine

You cant see, but there's like Hobnobs, Skittles, Oreos, Gummi Bears, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Carrot Cake, Lemon Drizzle Cake and Marshmallows, just to name a few.

Satisfaction guaranteed.

Which we then took into starbucks and happily just sat, gossiped and whittled our time away till it was time to take the bus back to London.

I really didnt want the trip to end. You felt so isolated from the world, it was like being transported back into some olden time where there were milkshakes and oysters and starbucks.

It was such a perfect, relaxing trip. Just good old fashioned chilling out. or maybe it was just because i didnt want to go back and face my essays.
The dreaded essays. :(

2008-11-03T16:52:00.000-08:00

You know what i call a good party?

its a party hosted by US. us being my housemates and me. Not kidding yo! Our parties have had police knocking on our doors at 1am asking us to soften the music, tons of booze, and random party crashers.

Last Fri we had a Halloween party. A SMASHING HALLOWEEN PARTY.

With Jell-O shots, this wonderful american invention.

Pac-Man and It's (His?) ghosts

Guys dressing up as girls

(Couldnt be bothered to rotate)

Injuries galore.

My drunken housemate, Crystal was fooling around and her jitsu friend dislocated her elbow.

And at the end of the night, Leigh (Christina's (another housemate) boyfriend ) got slapped by another guy.

Now because of the last two parties, we have so much booze in our apartment we look like total alkys. Seriously, we have 6 bottles of red wine, 5 bottles of vodka, 1 bottle of Gin, 1 bottle of Brandy, 1 bottle of Whisky, 1 bottle of tequila and 1 bottle of absinthe.

Speaking of absinthe, the next day, Christina, Leigh, Ben and I decided to drink some absinthe while playing indian poker after crap chinese takeout ( that tasted good because it took so long to be delivered and we were starving), one mind-fuck movie and one retarded comedy. For absolutely no reason, we tried to set fire to the absinthe so we poured some into a bottle cap and set fire to it, but we couldnt douse it! Christina took a spoon and tried to put it out but the spoon caught fire, then Leigh dropped a piece of honeydew on it, but the honey dew caught fire as well.

then we tried to pour water over it, but the alcohol just dripped on the floor and the fire spread over the floor. luckily though it was diluted by the water and the alcohol just burnt out.

Ahh, good times good times.

anyway, more escapades when i get back from canterbury!

2008-10-24T10:41:00.000-07:00

Days seem to be passing rather quickly now, a month has gone by and reading week is coming along.

Everyday seems to be merging into one, with me carrying on the same routine over and over again.
Weirdly, it seems like i have so much to do yet so little to do at the same time. I think most of my time is spent on watching tv series on my laptop. House, Gossip Girl, Life, Private Practive, Pushing Daisies, Dexter, ANTM, Hitman Reborn, Grey's Anatomy, Prison Break and Heroes.

Each day is so predictable and boring, yet comfortable at the same time. I wake up, have cereal while watching tv, go to lectures, come home eat cereal and watch tv, Go to the gym, come home eat cereal and watch tv. Except for the days i work, which means i have have to rush to the gym then go to work. But other then that, my life is not exciting at all. And its not like i dont have any opportunities to do so, i just prefer staying in and watching tthe telly. Even right now, i'm contemplating not showing up for this party i promised to go to, just to stay at home and watch tv. (though, i think i've exhausted all my shows for today and there's no more i can watch)

I think i'm just a lazy bum.

2008-10-20T09:16:00.000-07:00

OMG, i'd like to say that i had such a bad hangover from the party. but i didnt. No, i'm not bragging.. after so much alcohol, i still dont have a hangover. maybe because i fell asleep.

Yes, thats right. :( I FELL ASLEEP AT MY OWN PARTY!

apparently, i blanked out most off the night, and passed out at around 10 till 1, when i woke up and started to PARTAY again. but i think i already blanked out at 8am and was on autopilot.

I woke up at 1am, complaining to my housemate, Crystal, about not even blowing out the candles on my birthday and not having a piece of it. I even made her promise to bake me another one.
and the next morning, i woke up, and found

THIS on facebook

APPARENTLY, I DID!!

GAWD, i totally do not remember that whole scene. but i guess, thats the hallmark of a good party. not remembering about it after, save for bits and pieces, like champagne out of a straw and vodka flasks

*thanks jaclyn by the way for replacing me as the host. :), my UCL friends told me that you did all the hosting for me and that they really liked you. OF COURSE THEY SHOULD, best friend :)

well, apparently there are more photos of me involving big hats,shots and drunkedness so i'll post that up as soon as people send them to me and i vet through them.

2008-10-13T16:07:00.000-07:00

I need to blog to take my mind off things. Its quite sad when these kind of things happen and i just need some love. After all these, i guess im not really looking forward to Friday/Saturday. or maybe i shouldnt write this here.

I NEED SOME LOVE.

maybe it'll help if i write about really random stuff. So here's a snippet of what my conversation with Shaun.

Me: Maybe we can go out spontaneously when you graduate, dont have to make plans all that
Shaun: Ok, what kind of spontaneous things do you want to do?
Me: Huh?

haha, i love my idiot boyfriend. my idiot, possessive boyfriend who restricts what i do. I get pissed off when he judges me for drinking, clubbing and when he asks me about guys i go out with. but i'm really glad he does because its just the way he cares. i love the way he makes me feel his love,by being really impatient and calling either on the dot or 5 minutes before the time i told him to call and telling me he did so cause he cant wait to hear my voice, by texting me random messages when he knows i cant reply but does so anyway, by doing really elaborate sweet stuff that is so not like him, by the way he refuses to hangup on skype after we say bye cause he wants to look at me for a few more minutes. my idiot boyfriend who makes me so angry sometimes but still, i love him anyway.

on another note, i just got a job! Cashier in an internet cafe, and im paid 5 pounds an hour. A bit less than waitressing, but SO totally worth it for the amount of work i'm doing. I literally just sit there and do nothing. So, i'm actually getting paid for surfing the net and reading my tutorials, which is what i do at home anyway. So i'm happy. :) hopefully i dont get fired or anything.

Also, i'm really thankful for old friends, people who have known me for AGES and can reminisce with me about random childhood memories. yeo shay fern remember the time when we took photos with the bike and my mom kept telling us to pose by falling down? or the time we said that we must break the record and stay up till 5am and we pretended to be asleep when your mom came into the room? or how about the time before we went into pri 4 and you guys said that i would like kongsheng, and i got allocated to sit beside him, and in the end YOU liked him and asked me to help you find out who he liked? and also playing the secret game you invented, the endless sleepovers that ended in us going out for nasi lemak/roti prata. i love you my childhood friend and if i had to do it all over again, there is no other person that i would replace you with. i'll still shake your hand during assembly ( haha, according to you because i dont remember).

I'm also grateful for newer friends. friends i can tell everything to. friends that try to rationalize and make reasons for why i am correct even though i'm in the wrong.i love being able to call you at any time of the day and talk for ages each time. everytime i do, i feel infinitely better like theres a huge burden lifted off my chest. i love you my friend. you know who you are.

the post has seemed to turn into a really long post about the people i love. and thats not complete without talking about my mom. there's this thing called unconditional love. and that's what i have for my mom. we have arguments, tons of them actually but while immediately after i might grumble and whine about how i hate her, i dont really mean it. 1 hour later, i just want to sidle to her side and tell her i love her. i like how unlike some other people with their moms, we can talk for ages on the phone and i can tell her everything (well not everything, but almost everything). i miss her every single day and i just feel like one part of me is missing if i've not talked to her that day. i just want to shout to the world, brag about how cool she is and let everybody know that i'm so proud that she's my mom. i hate it when she talks about how i'll leave her when i grow up because i cant stand the thought of not seeing her every single day. Before i left, whenever i saw her, i had the urge to hug her, to make up for all the times i wont be able to when i'm here. damnit, i miss my mom.

All the above really did take my mind off all the crap. Because no matter what happens, i know i have all these people who love me for who i am. and i do feel love just by typing out the post. alright, buck up you!

2008-10-05T13:07:00.000-07:00

Want List

I cant believe my birthday is next sat! Granted there are a few more birthdays coming along before me. But, I'm just going to post up a want list for my birthday! :) *wink* This might seem a little bit presumptous but who cares!

1. Clip-on Headphones

I cant believe my headphones are spoilt after 2 months. :( I need new ones, preferably from audio technica/sennheiser.

2. Drinking Games

i really enjoy drinking games. creates opportunities for embarrassing moment and whatnot

3. Photo Frames

Not the cheesy stupid ones.. but the nice classy ones from ikea. my room's so dull that it needs photos to brighten it up!

4. Booze

I LOVE BOOZE. :) total alky, but i dont even care.

But, you're supposed to bring alcohol to my party anyway. ;)

5. Gift cards.

It does not mean that you're insincere. It just means that you love me enough to give me something that can give me the pleasure of shopping for my self. Be it sainsburys, waitrose, zara, river island, topshop. come one come all. :)

6. Dinner out

Treat me to a nice dinner out. A few places i want to go.
i. Smithfields
ii. Hakkasan
iii. Marquess Tavern
iv. FAT DUCK hahaha

7.Tort Textbook.

This will sound really lame. But it would be really practical.
Tort Law by Jenny Steele 2007 Edn

8. My boyfriend.

Well, i mostly want my boyfriend to be here. If anyone can get him here, that would be the best birthday present ever.

But seeing as he's in the army and he's in singapore, it might be a tad difficult. but still....

Right. My want list is completed. Spread it far and wide. :)

2008-10-03T06:47:00.000-07:00

GAH.I'm so depressed.

i bought the old edition of my text book. and whats worse, i paid 20 pounds for it.
i called the person up and she refused to return me the money, till i argued with her and she relented and agreed to return me 10 quid. :(

but its still 10 quid. 10 quid for a worthless book. you know how many things i can buy with 10 quid?

100 roti canais! ONE HUNDRED!!

OR

Sixteen servings of Pasta

OR

Thirteen Loaves of Bread
OR

Twelve packs of Digestives

OR

Four Tesco Sandwiches

OR

Two chinese dinners out

OR

One ticket to and back from Manchester

That's how much i can buy with 10 quid damnit.

2008-09-26T12:11:00.001-07:00

So, This post is dedicated to the person who always cheers me up but telling me HILARIOUS anecdotes about his life.

My best friend, my lecture msn buddy, my camwhoring dude.

Aizad! :) i tried to find a better photo of you being a camwhore but i couldnt find it!

Anyway. Reasons why i love Aizad.

1. Because he's the randomest person i know.

Quoting from our facebook wall,

Aizad: Chloe?
Me: yes whats up zad? =)
Aizad: hmm. nothin'. i feel.. i feel... i feel....
Me: hmm? wad??
Aizad: hot! :O

2. Because he does sweet romantic stuff for his girlfriend

e.g ben and jerry's and candles. he's like omg the sweetest person i know. Every idea in the book has probably been used by him

3. Because he's the only person i can carry two different conversations with at the SAME time

Here's proof.
like, its two different topics, totally unrelated to each other, at the same time! isnt that so cool?

4. Because he's so non-racial :)

He's a malay who likes chinese girls and tries to be black. oh yes and spanish. because he wants to be able to speak to the workers in taco bell in spanish. wtf. -_-

5. Because he buys me stuff from the US.

ohhhh :) i love the a & f shirt AND the brownie flavoured skittles. AND, he will go through humiliation to help me get what i want. wink wink.

6. Because he listens to me whine and bitch about ppl.

and i ALWAYS whine. and he gives me great advice to boot!

7. Because he's PARTLY gay

and so he's like a SISTA! and you know what they say about gay guys ;)

8. Because he understands my sexual innuendos right off the bat.

9.Because he's online at the weirdest times.

useful when i'm halfway around the world and need someone from a different timezone to be on at the same im on.

(6:26 AM) One of the great:	hey!
(6:26 AM) One of the great:	i'm up at the weirdest time again
(6:26 AM) One of the great:

10. Because he's aizad and he tells me stupid stories that make me laugh. :)

ESP today. you turn me on SEXAY! hahahah

alright, im falling asleep zad so im gonna sleep before i talk nonsense!

2008-09-23T14:26:00.000-07:00

So I've been back for three days so far, and i'm blogging at 11 pm, so that means yay!

I'm still homesick but there's nothing i can do to help it. so GET OVER IT GET OVER IT!
But i've been having headaches and fevers and OH DIARRHEA. I've beeen running off to the toilet like 8 times a day, and my arse hurts from all the trips. :( Dont know whether its a subconscious thing or if its food poisoning.

Really random, but its weird. When i first went back to malaysia for holidays, everybody who saw me went, "OH you're so fat! How'd you get so fat! What did you eat!?" and so i went on a diet. which apparently didnt work because everybody still said i was fat. But when i came back to England and i saw my angmoh housemates, they were all like, " Oh, you look so great now that you've slimmed down! How'd you lose so much weight? Tell me the secret!" If not for the crap weather and the expensive stuff, and the non-delicious but huge portioned size food, i would have been happy to stay here just because of the fact that everybody thinks i'm slim. :)

Plus, everybody get jealous of my tan, which i dont really care about. So HAH, its good to be asian. :)

Anyway, you're probably getting sick of this, but i miss home :(

2008-09-21T07:50:00.000-07:00

I MISS HOME

:( :( :(

The farewell at the airport was just terrible. They couldnt tell but i was crying when i handed my passport over to immigrations.

I MISS HOME

:(

2008-09-14T21:28:00.000-07:00

Being bored at WongP has just gotten me hooked onto surfing daily hunk on facebook.
its the sexiest thing ever, and i swear i've found my TRUE LOVE.

shove off brad pitt. (and you know i love"D" my brad pitt)

and come here

Nick Auger

Look at his effing body, fucking sexy i tell you.

Total man candy. I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM.

how can anybody be so fucking gorgeous.

2008-09-14T09:06:00.000-07:00

So WongP is half over. Thank goodness.

Have been bored out of my mind for the past 3 days.
My mentor does not care about me, i have no work to do, and i have been taking more coffee breaks than work breaks.

At least it gives me time to finish the goddamn essay on ethics (not that i've been doing it anyway, because of my best friend - procrastination). Instead, i've been using my time on more important things. Like hanging out with friends, eating, facebooking, watching gossip girl and all other random things.

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Finally satisfied by fascination of picnics. Picnic here, Picnic there, Picnic everywhere.

Flashing my new sunnies which i bought today and wont get a chance to use it after this week. back to gloomy gloomy england. damnit.

What you dont see here, is probably an ant crawling up my arse.

Prepared a picnic for shaun and off we went to istana besar (which i think is highly underrated. seriously, its such a great park andit so underutilised!)
again, what you dont see here are the hoards of ants marching around. we moved the mat 3 times, and every single time we found a supposedly good spot, we saw an ants' nest beside it.

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i love malaysia!

2008-09-09T03:55:00.000-07:00

regret. guilt. unworthiness.

i just want to forget and pretend it never happened.

but it did and it cant be changed.

i hate myself right now. i hate the person that i've become.

2008-09-09T03:47:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow's my first day at WongP. so far it all seems good. the Human Resources person, S, seems to be much nicer than the last. But.. if experience tells me so, appearances deceive.

So we'll see.

Anyway, it might be fun to work with people i already know. It seems like a mini ucl/lse attachment program. Though, it's gonna be hard beating the time i had in Drew.

Maybe i'll be surprised, just like i was after the first week of drew.
Time to keep an open mind.

2008-08-26T18:03:00.000-07:00

>>> Allison Chan 8/25/2008 4:59 PM >>>
hey jon i just randomly saw this....no offence, but... haha

It's a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can't eat for eight hours; he can't drink for eight hours; he can't make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.

>>> Ajinkya Tulpule 8/26/2008 10:08 AM >>>
actually, I have proved that one wrong. I've made love for 7 hours and I could have gone longer - her mom came home early.
;)

>>> Jonathan Lin Daoshu 8/26/2008 10:41:53 AM >>>
oh Ajinkya, the more the merrier mate =) Woot woot

>>> Andrew Francis Pereira 8/26/2008 10:46 AM >>>
i am actually traumatised...

>>> Ajinkya Tulpule 8/26/2008 10:53 AM >>>
Did I mention, she forgot English and was moaning in her native Russian? :)

>>> Rachel Ng Bao Ling 8/26/2008 10:59 AM >>>
i'm never opening emails from you again

>>> Ajinkya Tulpule 8/26/2008 11:03 AM >>>
why, do you have something against girls moaning in Russian?

OMG. what the fuck?

2008-08-24T20:43:00.000-07:00

Oh what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive.

So much trouble i had to go through, just for a night of clubbing.
On friday, the interns and i went for a night out at MOS, which btw was packed so full we all felt like sardines in a can.

it was a crazy night that ended in shaun and i sneaking back to simei at 3 am in the morning, me running up to the apartment to lay down the mattress and write a note and then running back down again to the bench outside where shaun was waiting, spending the rest of the night on the bench, and running for shelter from the rain at 5am, till we got the first mrt back to malaysia.

of course, this was only accomplished by telling many many lies and half-truths that were ultimately unravelled. with me telling my mom that i came home at 1+, and my aunt knowing that i came home at 3am even though i told her i would be back by 1am.

i cant wait to do it all again on wednesday, well not the lying part. ladies night woohoo!

2008-08-18T05:12:00.000-07:00

ERGH. This house stuff is making me sick to my stomach.

I cant believe im going back in a month. The thought of just having one more month left in this beautiful continent, 31 days, 744 hours, 44640 minutes. I really dont want to leave.

I dont know how i'll be able to leave this place, now knowing fully the pain of homesickness, of longing, of loneliness. I'm dreading every second, every moment that passes by. knowing that it's one less second before i have to go. before i have to leave S behind again.

i dont know if the relationship can survive with us being apart for another year.

not being able to see him
not being able to touch him
not being able to talk to him
not being able to laugh at his silly little expressions
not being able to hear him whisper "i love you" in my ear
not being able to watch him sleep and think that he looks just like a little boy
not being able to run my fingers through his non-existent hair
not being able to pretend that i'm asleep while secretly knowing that he's watching me sleep
not being able to argue with him about silly little things
not being able to reach out and have him grab my hand
not being able to hear him complain about me and my guy friends, while i feel warm inside, knowing he's just jealous
not being able to tease and make fun of him
not being able to plan our next meeting
not being able to just lie beside him, not saying a word but still feel comfortable
not being able to ask him endless hypothetical questions
not being able to hear him tell me endless army stories
not being able to have a someone to call whenever i want to and not worry whether i'm welcome
not being able to lie in his arms and feel that everything's alright
not being able to speak and know that he's listening and trying to remember every word
not being able to have someone take care of me when i'm sick
not being able to have him hold me and feel like he never wants to let go.

But just being able to write this down, and know that i cant bear not being able to do all these things, i know that our relationship can last. because, how could it not?
i cannot imagine a time where i wouldn't have him to lean on. my person to catch me when i fall.
So no matter what happens i'll fight to keep it going strong. because i cannot imagine him not being there.

2008-08-11T00:19:00.000-07:00

i love being in a country where mamaks exist. where people can sit around with their legs up on their chairs without a care in the world, without giving a crap what others think.
i love that they're open 24 hours, catering to the hungry and tired clubbers/drinkers/whatever, where in the UK all things close at 10pm leaving clubbers nowhere to go but fastfood chains.
i love the pasar malams, and strangely, the odd uncle calling out leng lui leng lui. the music playing out loudly from pirated cd stalls and the waft of delicios chai tau kuey/char kuay teow.
i love how each state is different and unique, like travelling to a different state feels like im in another country with a different culture.
i love how there are hidden treasures everywhere. Places you never knew existed but you can find once you go off the beaten track.
i love it when the old indian uncles who drive their trucks selling bread and other assorted snacks, come ringing around the corner and everybody rushes out to buy bread.
i love mixing all my languages together and still have people understand me.
i love the malaysian attitude to life. laidback, slow-paced and carefree.
its still 1 and a half months away from my holiday ending and to me going back to UK, but im already missing this country.

2008-08-10T18:10:00.000-07:00

MUAHA! I beat the system!

no longer will i have to use facebook chat/message to chat online.

i can now access MSN! woohoo!

2008-08-10T09:50:00.000-07:00

Getting away from everybody else and just hanging out with S is always fun.
He had a friday off (which is REALLY rare), so we booked a hotel and spent fri and sat together.

We went to NDP 2008 at the esplanade which was crowded with fervent singapore lovers, all pushing and shoving to get a better view.
The parade was at 5.15, and we reached about 3.30, by then most people had already set up camp by the riverside. There went my romantic notion of walking by the river, enjoying the cool sea breeze.

The parade kicked off with a performance by the mixed schools choir, dressed in pretty pink hats and shirts matched with orange pants. God, i cant believe i was one of them.
I felt strangely patriotic though and when we were singing 'Where I Belong', i felt as though i was going to cry..

Tried explaining it to S but i dont think he understood. Nobody will understand the pain of being overseas and missing home unless they've been there as well.
once when i was in london, i went youtube-ing and they had this vid about singapore day in aussie and they had all the mediacorp people perform and singaporean food given out, with songs like 'home' being played in the background, i cried lah seriously. it felt so errghh. dont know how to explain it. but i love this place seriously.
both singapore and malaysia. i wish the two of them were one single nation so i dont have to feel like im betraying malaysia when i say i love singapore and its not that i dont love malaysia, trust me i do, but if i say i love malaysia, i'll feel like im missing out singapore. i wish singapore and malaysia were singalaysia or malaypore (singalaysia sounds better doesnt it).

but anyway, enough of ranting.

Sitting on the grass, waiting for the parade to start.

with the other 1/4 of singapore's population

The Singapore Black Knights drew this in the Sky. behind me were japanese tourists shourting "sugoi sugoi!" it really is "sugoi" though. SO COOL =D

Floats that kinda looked like a distorted pikachu. i was thinking why would the NDP team put pikachu balloons for national day, when S pointed out that they were birds. OHHH..

But, the floats and the fireworks were seriously pretty. It made all the waiting and squeezing worth it. its something you can never feel when you're watching it on TV. not even close. especially when you're with people you love, the feeling is just incredible. =D

getting home was such a pain. the MRTs were all congested. City Hall closed, people being rerouted to Raffles Place Mrt but the way there was blocked (er, so whats the point?) so we walked to all the way to bugis which was our destination anyway.

It was a nice getaway. =D i love singapore =D

2008-08-10T09:39:00.000-07:00

So i did something stupid last friday. but then again, what's new?

so it goes like this.

Monday, us foreign interns had to give our passports to Kym from the HR department. I asked Kym when we would get back our passports and she replied Thursday

Come Thursday, our passports were not given back to us yet and i had to submit my passport to WongP latest by Friday for them to apply for the training pass

so i emailed an intern - Steven, asking him whether he had his passport back yet and he CC-ed me an email which he sent to Kym asking about his passport. So i replied him, ranting about why we havent gotten back our passports back and why Kym wasnt replying our emails.

The next day, i clicked on sent mail (God knows why) and i saw that i had sent the rant mail to steven AND CC-ed it to Kym as well. you're thinking, this is the stupid thing she did and it stops there right?

BUT NO.

i sent an email back to steven saying, "CRAP, i accidentally CC-ed the email complaining about Kym to Kym"

and instead of sending it to steven, I SENT IT TO KYM!

God. There was this retract function which i thought could maybe help me delete it from her mailbox before she read it, so i tried it out.

but later in the day, Kym sent a few of us interns emails, quoting/ replying from MY ORIGINAL email which said "CRAP I..........Kym"

so obviously she read it.

aih. just another day in my life. my clumsy, eventful life

2008-08-06T01:19:00.000-07:00

Its been a rather hectic day today at Drew and Napier.

have been sending huge amounts of email for the last two hours. and when i mean alot, i mean alot! i mean fifty.

but Fifty emails comprise of 20 on facebook to aizad, and another 30 to the other interns ranting about how there is absolutely nothing to do.

ahh well it isnt that bad though. 600 sing for an internship where i shouldnt even get paid.
1400 rm for a less than a mth internship! HAH! beat that =D

2008-08-03T07:24:00.000-07:00

Yes, and this is why i dont need new friends

cause my old friends are da bomb!

*ps, you do notice the sudden increase in the amount of posts right?

2008-08-03T01:20:00.000-07:00

ergh. i really dont wanna work tomorrow. =(

talking to hongta just now and i realised, one of the main reasons why i dont want to go to work is because i dont want to interact and make the effort to meet new people.

Thats it. Im done.

Im done with making new friends that only last for that short period of time where you are forced to remain in the same room/circle.

I'm done with meeting new people, making small talk and pretend to be interested.

I want to be my usual lazy self, lying on the couch, gossipping with friends who are at least 5 years old (non-excluding my existing age 5 and below friends) who, like me, are lazy asses who just dont want to make anymore friends.

I LIKE my current social circle. i LOVE it in fact. It's just the right amount.

people who i've known my ENTIRE life. or just 10 years and above.

singapore sec sch friends to hang out with whenever im in Sg

college friends who hoard me in their houses and drive me around to eat delicious pan mee.

and uni friends to reminisce with me about life in singapore when we're in UK.

SEEE?! JUST NICE!

2008-08-03T00:25:00.000-07:00

okay. so begins my first day at my aunt's flat in singapore.

yay! internet! which means more time for blogging and actually be able to complete tags

*jac, your tag is half done and saved in drafts lol. my internet was to slow and i just gave up half way haha*

finally, i'm meeting my sg friends from UK. which is a bit sad. after 3 months, this will be the first time i see them. its funny how we just lost all contact of each other, even though we were close in the UK. must be the foreign country.

Cant wait. i finally have a life again. going out and having fun instead of being at home and TWEEZING.

*ps it hurts like crazy. Do not try tweezing your leg hair if you have a lot of them.

2008-08-02T03:21:00.000-07:00

GRRRR.

i HATE my car. it freaking locks and unlocks by itself!

today i went back with shaun to my old place and through a string of events, i put my car keys in the car. which shouldnt BE a problem becaue in normal circumstances, the car will just remain unlocked.

but NO. the car locked by itself, so we were locked out of the freaking car.

i tried forcing the car door open with i. a curtain hook ii. my house keys and iii. scissors.
got so desperate that i nearly wanted to break the window.

shaun had to call his dad who had to ask a mechanic to force the car door open for us.

which by the way is acutally really cool. all you need is a metal ruler

Look out, i'll break open your cars next time =)

2008-07-23T21:38:00.000-07:00

OMG. i am so bored that i have sunk to new lows.

you know how people shave their legs right?

(a) with a shaver
(b) waxing
(c) Veet

i've been so bored that i have occupied my myself my TWEEZING all my leg hair out.

and those who know me should know that i have A LOT of leg hair. and i mean A LOT. i mean GORILLA-LIKE.

i spent 3 hours plucking half of my leg hair out on my right leg. So now, i have a clean shaven, very smooth right half of my right leg and a quite hairy left half.

its like ...................... TWO-FACE! (omg the revelation).

2008-07-22T00:45:00.000-07:00

MY EYES ARE DYINGGGGG!

try a non-stop day of watching one whole season of Grey's Anatomy and see if your eyes dont get swollen like mine.

I NEED SUNSHINE!

AND IM SOOOO BORED AT HOME. ask me out people! =(

2008-07-16T03:13:00.000-07:00

Woohoo! my first day of freedom! Finally, slacking off time again. i really wanna just sit and do nothing until i die. its just so.. there's no words for it. watching friends (you really never get tired of the show), going out randomly for drinks, sleeping till 11am. ahhh life!

and hehe. i just saw the weather forecast in UK. windy, cloudy and 19 degrees out. yea right! its probably windy, cloudy, AND rainy AND 10 degrees out. you call that SUMMER?! HAH suckers!

2008-07-09T18:48:00.001-07:00

Filling up my empty days with red wine

Wonder what you think of me?

Lying in the grass alone and wasted

Nothing's how it used to be

I wanna be the first to call and tell you

Yesterday I heard the news

I hear you oughtta be congratulated

So I guess that's what I'll do

I'm so happy for you

I could cry

Yeah, I'm so elated

Cross my heart and hope to die

I don't think about you every night

Before I close my eyes

I'm so happy for you baby,

I could cry.

Listen to the sound of my head pounding

Wish that it was make-believe

Praying for the skies to open up and

Wash away your memory

I can walk around with a pretty face on

Even when I'm black and blue

What's the point in telling everybody

I'm not over you.

I'm so happy for you

I could cry

Yeah, I'm so elated

Cross my heart and hope to die

I don't think about you every night

Before I close my eyes

I'm so happy for you baby,

I could cry.

Cry about the love we used to have

Cry that I won't ever get you back

Filling up my empty days with red wine

Wonder what you think of me?

I'm so happy for you

I could cry

Yeah, I'm so elated

Cross my heart and hope to die

I'm so happy for you

So, so happy for you

I don't think about you every night

Before I close my eyes

I'm so happy for you baby,

I could cry.

2008-07-07T22:10:00.001-07:00

Its fun to finally be back. =D

I admit. the first few days i wanted to go back to london.
The internet, the freedom, the vibrant nightlife.

but now, all i want to do is to just waste my life away in malaysia.

go on road trips every week, visit people here and there, hang out at mamaks and drink teh ais kurang manis or milo panas every night.

Exploring Malaysia

random road trips

karaoke-ing and singing our hearts out

random trips to weird places like the zoo

incessant camwhoring

failed picnics and thus even more camwhoring

Food, Glorious Food.

Playing a fool

chilling at mamaks with people i love

The laughter and joy that is there even when we just hang out and talk

being with him

Its these random moments that make me not want to go back.

i wannna stay herrreeeeeee! =(

2008-07-07T21:46:00.001-07:00

Woohoo cool.

Being WAY BORED at work, i've installed a couple of things to Firefox. One of which is ScribeFire which i'm using right now.
The cool thing is that i dont have to log in to blogger, click on dashboard, click on the blog title and finally blog. Now, i can just double click and just start blogging. Cool way to speed up the process!

I've decided that next friday is going to be my last day at this place. It's going to be sad leaving such a cushy job, where i can blog and msn and watch anime all the time instead of work. Yea, im getting paid to do all these. But i need my slack time. i miss not being able to sit all the couch the whole day and just watch tv all day long.(Although, that'
s kind of what i do here anyway). so yep, im quitting on the 18th of July which leaves me around 15 days of freedom before i have to start work again =(

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this is the last time im going to pass out. i swear! no more no more going over the limit.

imma good girl i am, a good girl! (yea, its a movie reference nobody knows. well nobody except cy)

2008-07-02T18:36:00.000-07:00

Well. I promised regular posts but i dont know why this has not been happening.

the thing is, im not as free as before. i think they realised how much i 've been slacking off seeing as they changed my seat to simewhere where there is more supervision and there's more people surrounding me.

i used to be sitting in a room with just another part-timer and the computer facing the wall.

but now, they moved me into a shared cubicle where all the full-timers are.
so no more anime for me =(

but this highly increased my productivity. i mean before they moved me, i typed in a total of TWO invoices. i think yesterday, i typed at least FIFTY.

Smart!

2008-06-30T01:02:00.000-07:00

coward.

i dont get it. just come out and show the world what you really are. what's the point of hiding and pretending all the time. arent you tired?

im dying for a drink.after a month of abstinence from hard liquor, the sudden rush i got when i downed my first shot of tequila was indescribable. the blood rush, the incontrollable smiles, the racing thoughts. all through one simple action. these are the times i miss london. where drinking is the norm and there are always plenty of people around, all ready for a drink or two.

not to say that i WANT to go back. noooo.. i've thought about it and after missing UK the first few weeks that i was back, i've settled back into the comfort of sunny malaysia. and i dont EVER want to leave. i dread as each day passes by and sept 20th draws nearer and nearer. i dont want to gooo..=(.

2008-06-24T19:35:00.000-07:00

aih. this is the easiest job ever la.
m just mindlessly, downloading things, wiki-ing and loading a movie at the same time.
and im not even slacking off. seriously.

there is nothing for me to do but to wait for one of the staff to print out invoices for me to type in. and even then, i can still do all the above, because there is no supervision, no deadline, no nothing.

plus, im being paid by the hour, and not by every invoice i type. so, technically, im being paid to do nothing. wow.

expect regular posts from me from now on. well, unless i get fired of course.

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ergh. i need new pants.
before all the holes are too obvious.
yes. im wearing holey pants.

I NEED PANTS!

2008-06-23T20:10:00.001-07:00

im still thinking about it. omg such a bitch la.

i was doing it for all of us. how can she use something like that against me.
instead of being grateful!

hate this drama.

2008-06-23T19:35:00.000-07:00

omg. she's such a bitch.
appearances do deceive.

2008-06-18T02:49:00.001-07:00

finally back from KL. =)

and finally sick of Pan Mee. WOAH. OVERLOAD man.

will update soon =D

2008-06-12T04:36:00.001-07:00

went to shaun's graduation yesterday.

well graduation as in Basic Military Training Graduation.
just a nice way of saying " you have 12 days of break while we post you to some other camp to train your asses off suckas! "

which meant that we waited for a few hours before the parade started and some boring MP speech was made and waited some more for them to dismiss the army men

at least it was nice looking at the camaraderie between the army men.

dont get me wrong though. i did enjoy being there and seeing him in uniform and all. even felt an odd sense of pride!

at it also meant he has 12 days of break!

2008-06-09T05:59:00.000-07:00

i'm feeling like a rather boring person.
was thinking about what to blog about but after sitting in my car for ten minutes staring at the screen, i realised that i had NOTHING to blog about!!!

there is nothing happening with my life!

oh well, except for drama with my house rental stuff.

first finding a too expensive and too far apartment which did NOT look nice at all

secondly being rejected for that apartment ( which secretly, im not that disappointed over

thirdly, finding a second apartment which is in kings cross and waiting for our bid to be accepted

next, having a flatmate bail out on the rest of us after we've accepted the offer

lastly, having to pay 2000 pounds for this month which im not even using.

i hate london property.

2008-06-08T02:09:00.000-07:00

Every single time i take the bus to KL, i am damn happy.
because that means i get to see my beloved PL1 people.

This time, i went up for SueLing's birthday. and more importantly, for a shopping spree.

WHEEEEE

Addidas Sneakers - 223 x 1
Sleeveless tops - 8 x 4 = 24
Shorts - 13 x 2 = 26
Button Down Shirts - 55 x 3
Levis Jeans - 223 x 1
Make up - 48
Random Creams - 153

ahh. shopping is the best activity.

2008-06-04T09:38:00.000-07:00

i've missed you. =(

my blog. my poor neglected un-updated blog.

days of shameless leeching of slow starbucks internet. yet there was never a chance to update. due to my shame as well as the slowness of the malaysian broadband

but now! im alive! hha, but its also due to leeching (technically), using yanling's internet while she's asleep.

i may bitch about how i dont have internet or how i dont have friends to hang out with or how im bored at home. but im truly glad to be back.

be back in hot sunny malaysia where SWEAT is never far away.
to have the chance to be at a mamak whenever i want to. roti canai and milo ais just two minutes away
to eat non-greasy ( well, not non-greasy, but less greasy), and non-soggy kfc chicken.
to be with the people i love dearly
to have events to anticipate. group trips, trips to kl.
to enjoy HEAVY rain
to just be with him. no need to say anything. but to just be with him.

this is my idea of heaven.

2008-05-31T20:00:00.000-07:00

okay.. so far.

post from april.

0 top things to do when i go back to malaysia/singapore
1. EAT FOOD. good ol malaysian hawker food, not the crap i eat here
2. Meet up with the friends i love soooo much =) =)
3. Take chaoying and gang for a tour around singapore
4. THROW ALL MY EXAM NOTES AWAY!
5. Go to KL to meet with ma homie jackie. (wow, it rhymes!)
6. Redang with shaun (double date with chaoying and clinton maybe?)
~~7. Go to the cinema to watch tons of movies (hey, cinema here damn expensive okay! most ex is 10 pounds. im not paying 70rm to watch a movie!)~~
8. clubbing, clubbing, CLUBBING (if sg, i need to find kakis *hint hint*)
9. shopping shopping shopping
~~10. APPRECIATE HOME~~

10 ten places to eat
1. Tebrau Market
2. Pan Mee in KL (OMG. stupid lah cy, right before i leave den take me there and eat. thinking abt it for 7 months is torture!)
3. Shogun/jogoya
~~4. Asia cafe~~
5. Chai Tau Kuey behind my house, underneath the big tree
6. market in subang (god i hope its still there. spriiiingggg rooooolllll. walao. the best i've ever eaten lor serious. chap fan for 2 ringitt = 30p for a good meal. goddamn, the exchange rate!)
7. jalan storey nasi lemak
~~8. bah kut teh with yau char kuay~~
9. Mom's cooking. which i dont think i'll get to eat much =(
10. OMG, i will NEVER forget MAMAK. just saving the best for last.

shit lah, still got so may things i want to eat.
- malay kuihs, ~~lavender bread~~, banana cake~~, dim sum (actually, i think dim sum here nice but back home cheaper)~~, red bean soup and fried noodles in tebrau market. ~~LUNCHEON MEAT~~, gu zao ren for porridge. ~~OMG, porridge steamboat (its so weird, but its really quite good~~), satay, malay chap fan with rendang, ~~FISH (WAH LAU EH. nearly forgot. i can count on one hand the amount of times i've eaten fish in UK okay? i want steamed fish)~~, ORANG ASLI for fried rice and cereal prawns and lalas and for generally good seafood, taiwan restaurant for steamboat, san low for the fried noodles, ikan pari with sambal, kulai char siew bao, CHICKEN RICE, hong kong char chan teng for cheese baked rice, shui jiaos (i wanna go china lahhh, dont know if there's any possibility of me going to hong kong, hmm. then i can go to shanghai as well), yong tau fu, ~~prawn noodles, mee hoon kuey.~~

sian. i just realised ive been here for a month already and i havent finished my top 10 list. not even close to the others. sian.

on the other hand. i've been to a few western restaurants already. goddamnit. WHAT IS THIS!