terrytalks

you must love me

2010-12-20T08:56:00.002+08:00

I've lost the passion to write.

I don't know how. I don't know why.

It explains why I've not been blogging or writing my usual stuff.

I need to find a reason to rejuvenate myself..

dumb dumb

2010-12-09T00:25:00.000+08:00

I hate skinny people, especially when they say things like "Sometimes I forget to eat". Now, I've forgotten my mother's maiden name.. I've forgotten my car keys.. But you've got to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat.

gave it all away

2010-11-18T09:06:00.000+08:00

To all the guys I've hurt.

To all the guys I've fucked with mentally.

To all the guys I played.

I'm sorry.

never forget

2010-08-22T12:12:00.006+08:00

Pics from my ltest trip to Lang Tengah. Where time has no meaning and life is peaceful and tranquil. Went there with good friends and we laughed and enjoyed each other's company and renewed our friendship :)

ooh aah

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

Thought this was pretty funny :)

hey soul sister

2010-07-20T14:51:00.003+08:00

I woke up yesterday to some very sad news. A good friend of mine gave up his life to the Almighty after months of battling an illness. For awhile my world just stopped moving.

It was so sudden. He was in and out of the hospital and I kept telling myself to go see him in the hospital but kept making excuses not to. Excuses like, 'he'll be out soon' and 'he'll be better soon'. But now it's too late to regret not going to see him and talking to him and relishing our friendship.

He was the kind of guy who ALWAYS had something fun to say and who always had abit of sound advise to share. He touched many with his golden heart and was respected because of his soul. He was such a kindred spirit who had a touch of bimboness in him.

I'll never forget the time i shared a room with him in Perth, we shopped til we dropped. I'll also never forget all the times we spent in Ikea and the few rare drinks we shared in cafes and bars. And all those times we made fun of people. He'd scold me for being so rude and then laugh about it and then scold me again and say it's not right to make fun of people. Those were good times. Very good times.

This sums up my feelings completely:

The times when we would play about, the way we used to scream and shout

We'd never dreamt you'd go your own sweet way
Look for the rainbow in every storm
Find out for certain, love is gonna be there for you
You'll always be someone's baby

Thank you so much my dear Azman Shah, my Ms Hoochie for all the love and for blessing me with your life. I'll always cherish you. Always.

rock that body

2010-07-15T11:12:00.002+08:00

A few weeks ago, I was on the midnight bus on the way home. The bus was relatively empty and I took the window seat at the last row. The closest person to me was another guy at the window seat to my right (across the aisle). As usual, the moment I sat down I took out my iphone and started texting and facebooking.

Halfway thru the journey, when my fingers were getting tired, I decided to take a break and what did i find. The guy on the opposite side had his hand on his crotch. And it wasn't just on his crotch, he was rubbing his crotch. I was transfixed. Is he really doing what I think he's doing? The more I looked, the more obvious his rubbing became and pretty soon there was a big bulge in his jeans. I texted my friend AnnaK.

Me: Babe! The guy next to me is touchin himself!

AnnaK: OMG OMG OMG OMG! Eeew eew eeew!!

I looked at over again and this time he caught me looking at him and what did he do? HE unzipped himself and pulled his erect cock out and started rubbing himself. Slow and deliberately! All I could do was stare. I did not know what to do. Thank God for him, he was pretty proportionate. The more I looked the more he seemed to take pleasure in rubbing himself.

At this point, I thought to myself. Is there some kind of protocol that I'm supposed to be doing here? Should I show him my goods as well? Should I join him in a mutual jerk off? I didn't know what to do. All I could do was stare and be amazed at his brazenness. And before you know it, he cummed. Not a volcanic eruption but a thick dribble all over his hand. And what did he do? He just wiped himself on his jeans, packed himself back into his jeans and then looked out the window like nothing happened. Like NOTHING happened!

By this time we'd already reached the station and everyone was fumbling out of their seats. I get a text from AnnaK.

AnnaK: You should report him to the police!

Me: What police? Where am I gonna find a police at this hour?

I got up and he got up and was behind me as I was getting off the bus. I swore to myself if he even grazed my butt, I'd elbow his face. But he didn't.

SO I guess he just needed to get his rock off. The thing is, I didn't feel particularly traumatized or anything, just USED. The moron was definitely getting off on me. Ugh.. Is this how pornstars feel like? Men getting off on them?

What a bus ride.. ;)

california gurls

2010-07-04T23:23:00.003+08:00

Sun. Sea. Sand.

Good friends.

Minimal clothes. Good food. Relaxing breeze.

What more can you ask for?

rude boy

2010-06-22T20:42:00.002+08:00

A close friend of mine StoneGirl, has been married for sometime. She and her man have been in love even before I met her. And in my humble opinion, they are definitely made for each other. Often finishing each other's lines, they also quarrel like siblings. It feels like I've known her my whole life but in actual fact it's only been a few years. That's the kind of friend she is.

So anyway, she recently confided in me that she has fallen in love with someone else. At first I was shocked. I'm not into extra-marital affairs but I am into free love and living for the moment. SO when she told me about it, I didn't know how to react. But that was not the end of my shock. She then went on to tell me that she has fallen in love with a GIRL!! A girl. A girl with boobs and everything else. For as long as I've known her, StoneGirl has been as straight as an arrow. Never even engaging in fake girl-on-girl action in clubs, StoneGirl has always been a little bit boy crazy ;)

So for her to actually fall in love with another girl is kind of a BIG DEAL. And she asked me for advise and what did I tell her? I told her to go for it!! She's never explored this side of her and it's about time she did. I am not one to sit and give advise about thinking about marriage life and the future cos I am all about living for what you have now. So it's not surprising that I told her to pursue this affair.

I'm pretty sure she's nervous as hell about this. And I'm not sure what's the outcome yet but will definitely be there to hold her hand thru-out.

long hot summer

2010-06-03T22:32:00.002+08:00

Why is it that whenever you want to hook up with someone and gonna declare your life to that person, a better hotter person comes along and expresses interest in you OR the person you've been longing for suddenly decides that they want you.

Seriously. Why?

true colours

2010-05-12T07:43:00.002+08:00

I know of a group of people. Five of them to be exact. They each have their own qualities and attributes that make them stand out in a crowd. The least of this attributes being their looks.

Somehow, the five of them came together and became sort of a supergroup. They hang out together alot and discovered that they were each other's soulmate and missing links in the world. Each one of them brought something different to the group and together they laughed at the world around them.

They rule the social order. They determine what is in and what is not. Rival groups were formed and were aptly called The Rejects by them. Rival groups did their best to try and become the hottest thing on the block but failed miserably.

They host parties that become the talk of the season. They are the topic of much gossip. And it doesn't help to the unfortunate masses that most of them in this supergroup hold power positions in their jobs.

What worries me is this supergroup has become very sure of themselves. They know they are good and they could not care less what others think. Their ego has taken over their judgement. Now they laugh at almost everyone and everything that is not up to their level. They go against the social order if it's not to their liking. They know they are good looking and they are proud of it.

But this is not a case of GossipGirl or a case of 90210. This supergroup has nothing but immense love and respect for each other. There is no struggle for power within the group and there is no backstabbing. Drama of course is normal but at the end of the day, they just laugh it off.

In the end, even if the whole world turned against this supergroup, they wouldn't mind cos they have each other and they have their looks and they have their talents. This supergroup will survive.

causing a commotion

2010-04-18T19:10:00.003+08:00

Recently, a friend of mine SMB had his photo taken without him knowing while he was sleeping. SMB is usually very composed and well put together so this photo really upset him cos it was not a flattering photo at all. From I heard, his mouth was gaping open with all his cavities and fillings on full display and the angle was the most disastrous angle ever. He did his best to try to get the offending photo deleted from the offender's blackberry. SMB even got his gf SCG to call the offender at well past midnight to delete the photo. I don't know what deal was reached but the offending photo was eventually deleted and peace came upon the land once again.

When I heard about this, memories of my own narrow escape with a nasty photo came back to me. It happened about a few months back. I fell asleep on the bus and the moron whom I had shared a bed with many many times thought it's be funny to take my pic and upload it on facebook. And let me tell you that it WAS THE MOST HORRID PIC OF ME that I had ever seen in my entire life. Nothing about it was nice. NOTHING. It was just nasty!! Ugh.. I get chills just thinking about it. And I am a person who takes photos and composure very seriously. So this really brought my world down. I had to do damage control. But instead of lashing out at him for doing what he did, I put my mind to work. What would work best? Blackmail him with some past secret? Threaten to end our friendship? Threaten him with bodily harm? Beg him? I had to do something to make sure he deleted the photo but what?

Finally i decided on emotional blackmail. It was my most biggest weapon at hand. So i laid it on. Saying how I've never hurt him and I've always cherished him and that I've always valued him and how could he do this to me? How could he hurt me in such a nasty way? Does he not care for me? I played the role of the wounded lover but with pride. I was not gonna beg ;)

And all my drama worked. Cos he not only removed the pic from facebook but deleted the original in front of me. Whew! Crisis avoided ;)

Some might be thinking what's the big deal about a bad photograph? Believe me when I say you have no idea how easy it is to destroy a person's reputation with a single photograph.

Cheers ;)

slave 4 u

2010-04-10T09:10:00.000+08:00

This is a waaaaay overdue post. So here goes.

Last November, I made my way to Melbourne to watch my goddess Britney perform live in front of my eyes. And life has never been the same for me since then.

It was a damn short whirlwind trip. We barely had time to visit all of Melbourne cos our sole purpose was The Circus Starring Britney Spears. When we got to the immigrations in Australia, we were stopped twice by the officers and on both occasions when asked what we were doing in Australia, I just squealed "We're here to see Britney!" Which left all the officers quite amused and promptly let us thru ;)

What follows is a photo collage of Britney doing what she does best. In no particular order.

The entire stage, right before Britney took the stage
Womanizer..
The finale before she took her bow

The precious tickets which I've yet to frame up ;)

This is like an interlude between the songs where we got to witness a video montage

This is Everytime..

Me Against The Music with a Bollywood twist

She performed more songs from her Blackout album rather than her Circus album. Which is a good call cos the Blackout album is definitely her best to date.

I was blown away and had the time of my life. I was on an eternal high thruout the hour and a half and was still speechless the next day. One of my ultimate dreams finally came true ;)

Thanks to my dearest Nalini for making it possible and also to dear Sam for coming along for the fun!!

love never loved me

2010-03-22T07:54:00.001+08:00

You can't break a heart that's already broken

You can't steal a heart that's already stolen

My greatest desire is to love and be loved

Cos I'm a believer I'm not giving up

And what doesn't kill me is making me strong

I'm waiting, I'm willing, I'm ready for love

if we ever meet again

2010-03-04T17:36:00.003+08:00

Today I lost somebody.

He just left abruptly and I didn't say anything. I don't feel anything. I just feel numb.

Is it wrong to have loved somebody all your life and then find yourself falling out of love with that person? Is it wrong for that intense love to turn into hate? I don't know.

All I know is, I feel numb.

I hope to see him again. I really do. Cos I cannot imagine my life without him.

But this is life. And it will go on.

I'll love him always. Even though I've never said it.

three

2010-02-09T22:46:00.003+08:00

Have you ever fucked two best friends without realizing they were best friends and without them even knowing that they've both slept with the same guy?

Let me elaborate.

About a month ago, I hooked up with this guy from work, Momma'sBoy. It was a definite casual thing. We both agreed that we saw each other solely as a piece of meat and nothing more. And it was fun. Except for the fact that Momma'sBoy had a thing for getting his toes suck. And not his big toe mind you. His little toes. Now let me state here that I don't suck toes. PERIOD. But this guy was literally begging me to do it. He even claimed that he can not cum without having his toes sucked. So there I was, him on his back, me straddling him, his legs up in the air and his feet/toes just about in front of me and I realized it was the moment of truth. Okay, to his defense, he had good feet. Almost as good as mine. They were nicely pedicured and his skin was definitely healthy looking with no dryness or calluses. But I just could not do it. Instead, it held on to his toes. I grasped his feet like one who normally grasp someone's hand. My fingers interlaced with his toes. And to my amazement, it did the job, it drove him to kingdom come :)

Okay..

A few days ago, I met up with his guy whom a mutual friend, BrownBanana said was definitely my kinda guy. And I'm like okay sure. So I met MrGreenEyed and we went for dinner and ended up at his place, naked. It was kind of a one sided thing, cos I was not interested in him in a sexual way but since I was horny, I thought why not. But MrGreenEyed seemed to be having the time of his life ;)

And yesterday, I discovered from BrownBanana that MrGreenEyed and Momma'sBoy have been best of friends for the past 5 or 6 years. They both met at a previous company and have been buddies since. And I'm like.. O. M. G.

And I'm thinking to myself, have they exchanged notes? Have they both decided that I'm a God damn son of a bitch since I never called them after that? I hate it when my past conquests have connections to each other. Maybe I should learn to get over that.

But what really intrigues me is this.. Cos I'm pretty certain they're not the kiss and tell types. So i'm sure they haven't told each other about me. And it's kind of funny. You and your best friend have slept with the same guy but you just don't know it.

Life is never dull ;)

straight thru my heart

2010-02-08T18:43:00.002+08:00

Today I dropped my laptop.

I don't know how it happened or why it happened but it happened. One minute it was on the table, the next minute it was on the floor. And I swear to you, time stood still for at least two minutes. Nothing moved, no sound was heard anywhere, time literally stood still as I stood there looking at my poor poor baby on the cold hard marble floor.

Thank God, my baby is still in good working condition. Thank God, thank my lucky stars and thank all the angels in the world.

Not sure what I would do if I lost this baby. Probably go mad and go on another shopping spree.

walking on sunshine

2010-01-27T12:20:00.002+08:00

Have you ever had one of those days that everything anyone does or doesn't do just irritates you? I don't know what gets me into these moods but I hate it cos it makes me become such a bitter person. And my total shiny outlook on life becomes this dark negative energy that just vibes onto everyone around me.

For instance, I passed this lady on the way to the post office yesterday and out of the blue she just smiles at me. Normally, I'd smile back but this time I just scowled at her. I thought to myself, what's her problem? Does she have some disorder that makes her want to smile to everyone she passes by. And then I passed another lady who didn't smile at me and I thought to myself 'what's that bitch's problem?' Would it kill her to smile?

Do you see the problem?

It's worst if I'm at work cos I'll run into SO MANY people and it is such a challenge holding my mouth shut and keeping my thoughts to myself. And as we all know, I rarely keep my thoughts to myself ;)

But I do know what instantly puts me into a good mood. Retail therapy. Always. Anywhere. Anytime.

And boy did I get alot of therapy yesterday! Spent a small fortune on books, a bag, toiletries, clothes and of course dinner ;)

Went to bed feeling on top of the world.

meet me halfway

2010-01-19T19:26:00.004+08:00

It is utterly hard for me to believe that it is already the middle of January of 2010. I can still remember it being New Year's Day! Looking back at 2009, I realized I've accomplished alot and failed to accomplish a few things.

2009 was a year of super-indulgence for me. I gained so much weight, I did not color my hair (not even a patch of it), drank like a fish, kissed like a fool and spend money like it was confetti!

Am more than determined to get my life and myself back into control this year. Am gonna begin with a whole new lifestyle (truth be told, I've had a few false starts already), am gonna make myself save more money and am gonna make myself enjoy the simpler things in life.

In 2009, I learned that I am capable of tears. And that I am capable of having mental breakdowns. A very close friend lost his mum in 2009 and it broke my heart to see him so shattered. And it broke me down and made me become somebody I never knew I could become.

Another close friend got married and I got to play the best man to her wedding (my fourth role as best man). I remember being utterly nervous when I had to make my speech. I was practically shaking. But a few glasses of wine soon calmed me down.

In 2009, I finally stepped foot in Phuket with my soulmates and had a whirlwind tour of the beach paradise. I also made a return trip to Bali with a bunch of fabulous people and we rocked Bali to her knees!

One of my biggest dreams came true in 2009, I BUNGY JUMPED!! Flew right off and screamed all the way down!!! Amazingly mental! I remember thinking to myself, why oh why was I doing this, but life's too short to ponder on the questions. And off I went ;) I also crossed white water rafting off my to do list. And who can forget paint-ball with my cousins! Never again ;p

Two of the most extravagant buys of 2009 were my iPhone and my SonyVaio laptop. Both bought in the same month killing the economy of my life in a single unfolding of my wallet. But I have no regrets and both devices have brought me so much pleasure and fun.

My birthday in 2009 was celebrated with such madness of insanity that those who attended it are still talking about it until today ;) And I'll never forget the hangover of that night for as long as I'll live.

In 2009, I also got to see my goddess perform LIVE in front of me thanks to a very dear friend of mine who lives in Melbourne. I had goosebumps through-out the concert and told myself that life will never be the same for me.

And in 2009, I got to see, smell and feel LONDON. A life-long dream come true. I remember, as I was driving thru London, i got teary eyed looking at all the places that I've only read and dreamed about. Aaaahh..

2009 was a good year. But it's now time to officially close that chapter and welcome a whole new chapter. Am looking forward to this year. I'm gonna rediscover the person I was and take up new challenges. I'm determined to make the best of what is given to me. And I think everyone should too.

Happy New Year!

p/s: The pic above is a collage of all the wonderful events that took place in 2009.

three words

2010-01-13T10:35:00.002+08:00

It was those three words that saved my life..

twelve days of christmas

2009-12-27T11:42:00.008+08:00

Christmas this year has been an amazing blast. Had so much fun preparing for it. With all the anticipation and the Christmas carols and the cakes and the cookies. Amazingly this year, we actually managed to do alot of things well in advance instead of everything at the last minute. This is the one time of the year where my entire family actually cleans house TOGETHER. Shall not elaborate on that ;)

Christmas Day itself went by smoothly and lovingly. I was graced with the love of so many beautiful people who came by and shared the glory of the magical day.

I don't wanna sound materialistic but let's face it, we all know I am so here is my list of the gifts that I received this Christmas! And believe it or not, Santa has been very nice to me this year. My gifts ROCK!

Gift from my parents.. I think I've been hinting about this one too much cos..

Here's another Monopoly! But different version. No complaints from me, cos I LOVE Monopoly!

Gift from my sister. I am crazy about all things Peanuts and for her to give me this just touched my heart.

Gifts from my bunnies ;) Foot scrub, hair/body wash and hand lotion. Gonna be squeaky clean after this. The best part, it's all easy to carry around!

Guess what this is. It's a vibrator!!! How damn cute is that?! Hahahaha!!

Gift from my dear cousin and her man..

The one on the left is an eye pillow from another dear cousin and the book is from my Godparents. For some reason, I've not heard of the book but it is apparently a MUST READ. So read I shall.

An alarm clock slash air purifier. Just what I need for these toxic times!

One of the books that has been on my reading list but never had the time to get it. Now that I have it, I need to make the time to read it!

A box of heaven.. Just to let you all know, the chocolates ain't there anymore ;)

I also got a beautiful iPhone cover which I've immediately used (thanks Rens and Bunc!). The David Archuletta Christmas CD and exactly 9 bottles of wine!! Would have loved to take pics of all the bottles together but.. some are already empty.. Also received two damn delicious cakes and a pot of gorgeous red flowers (only Lord knows what their called)

All in all, it was a grand Christmas. I think I'm still glowing from it. Thank you all who made it special.

Let's continue to spread the love.

Merry Christmas!

empire state of mind

2009-12-17T21:18:00.002+08:00

This is a story of a little fat girl who could ;)

Yesterday, I attended a dinner party with a theme. Everyone had to dress up and mingle and eat and drink and socialize. One of those events that you simply need to attend just to keep yourself current in the social calendar.

So anyway at this event, the aforementioned Little Fat Girl (LFG) was there in her most cutest outfit according to theme. And let me say that LFG was in her best PR mode. Now normally LFG would be the one in the background, the one everyone laughs at because of her size but mostly because of her face, the one everyone ignores but at this event, she was the hostess with the mostess. She kept checking on everyone's drinks. She kept topping up everyone's drinks. She made her rounds with each social group. She laughed. She posed. She was extremely social. A fact that I never knew she had in her. And I must admit that I was quite impressed with this sudden change of character.

Okay.. Maybe her newfound confidence was due to her recent weight loss. She's half of what she used to be. Hence her new nickname Little Fat Girl (LFG) or else I'd be calling her Big Fat Girl (BFG). And the more people responded to her, the more she seemed to glow. Her crowning moment came when she was awarded best dressed of the night. A gesture that shocked each and everyone of us who knew her. Many people were like, "That fat ass won the Best Dressed? Somewhere on earth, it's raining frogs" And some were like, "There must be some mistake, she probably bribed the judges" and yet there were some who were genuinely happy for her. I shall refrain from saying which group I belonged to.

All in all, I must say that LFG left a good impression on me. In her mind, I guess she told herself that even though this was not her event, she was gonna make an impression. I guess with a new look comes new confidence. And kudos to her for being brave and having a thick skin and shaking up people's perceptions!

You go LFG!

it's beginning to look alot like Christmas

2009-12-16T10:18:00.003+08:00

It's that time of the year again, and everything around me exudes Christmas charm. Am damn excited for the season and I've got three more working days left and then I'm officially on leave!! Woohoo!!

I recently acquired a new position in my field and have been spending the last two weeks trying to adjust my body and my mind to this new position. It's quite a challenge but I'm pretty sure I'll rock this new post. Time, of course is NEVER on my side. So in between work and shopping for gifts, I also need to find time to work out, time to chill and time to surf. And also time to hang out with my peeps and time to make love ;) And 24 hours in a day is NEVER enough!

This year, I'm determined to make my Christmas as stress free as I can. And to just sit back and enjoy the chills of the season ;)

Merry Christmas in advance!

you belong with me

2009-11-20T13:14:00.003+08:00

A few days ago, was at one of my regular mall hangouts with my sister and we stumbled upon a rummage sale. And for one brief moment, I had chills and goosebumps all over me. The word sale seems to have that effect on me. Worst if it's combined with rummage or warehouse. I literally have to calm myself down.

I love the adrenaline rush of it all. Choosing and digging and clawing your way through all the best bits and then arguing for that last piece of prize with some other 'sale struck fool'. Then lining up at the cashier who always seem to take forever regardless which line I'm in.

Anyway, after spending a small fortune at this particular rummage sale, we stumbled upon another on another floor. And we were like WOW. Spent another small fortune there. We ended buying so much things that we had to go back to the car to place all our well-spent money before finally doing what we came there to do in the first place - watch 2012. Which I really thought was a good movie. Sure, there were alot of cheesiness and wooden acting and damn predictable plots but I truly enjoyed it. I always loved disaster movies and this is like the motherload of all disaster movies. Seriously.

The rain nowadays here in KL have been a real damper on my mood and has put alot of social activities on hold. But I'm cool with it. Cos it has seriously cooled things down. It used to be damn hot during the days before the rain and now it's so much cooler and nicer. Just that going out in the evenings is always a hassle now.

My best friend Honeystar recently uploaded this old photo of us taken a few years ago in Perhentian Island and it brought back such sweet memories of summer sun and golden beaches and hot boys ;) Can't wait for summer 2010!

million dollar bill

2009-11-02T07:57:00.003+08:00

I got stopped by a policeman a few days back because I expertly ran thru what was obviously a red light for me. I don't even know why I did it. I guess I just wasn't in the mood to sit around and wait while the light turned green when there were no other cars on that crossroad except me. Unfortunately, MrPoliceman did not seem to think I was being amusing and proceeded to lecture me and at the same time was about to start writing me a ticket.

I did what I normally did in times like this. I turned on the charm and I laid it on thick. I smiled, I winked, I touched his arm, I played the innocent card, I played the guilty card, I played every card I knew but the MrPoliceman was not being receptive to any of my charms which made me even more determined. I've charmed my way out of tickets so many times, it's almost impossible to count so there was no way I was gonna get a ticket this time just because this moron's skull was too thick.

Then it hit me. The reason why MrPoliceman was not being receptive was because he was adamant for a bribe! In fact, at first he kept hinting about it but after awhile he was being downright direct. Saying things like, 'Why don't you buy me coffee? Or why don't you pay for my dinner?'. And believe me, that was not an invitation for me to date him or anything like that. It was a blatant way of asking for a bribe. I was mortified. I don't do bribes. So I told him, 'You know what? Just give me the ticket. I'll pay the fine'. He was quite surprise by this and kept asking me if I was sure and if I could afford the large sum cos all it would take is a few ringgit to make it go away. This really pissed me and I repeated again to please just give me the ticket.

After much huffing and puffing and Lord know what else he was doing, I finally got the ticket. I rolled up my window and drove away. Paid the fine the next day and with this post I am putting that entire event behind me. Way too much corruption and moronic fools in our lives these days. Why give in to them?

baby can i hold you tonight

2009-10-22T16:43:00.002+08:00

I have an insane crush on someone and I am finally coming to terms with it. The last time I had a crush this bad was eons ago. And I've totally forgotten how it feels.

It all started two days ago. He came over to say hi and we got to talking and we sort of hit it off automatically. But ours is a forbidden love so I doubt if anything will actually materialize from this crush which makes me think back to all my intense crushes of yesteryear. None of it actually had any physical outcome. I don't think I've ever had a crush that resulted in anything more than a crush. Normally time will ease the longings and make it easier to see the person and not want to jump on him :)

It's a nice feeling having a crush on someone. You think of all sorts of ways to touch your crushee, to make at least some sort of physical connection. You get tongue tied whenever your crushee is around. You want to sound interesting but somehow your thoughts and your tongue never make the connection. You want to act cool and nonchalant but that never happens. And the worst of it, is when you do something totally embarassing in front of your crushee. Not only do you want the earth to open and swallow you whole but you'll also want the earth to chew and grind you til you don't feel anything. Oh the humanity..

But I stand by my statement, it's a nice feeling to have a crush on someone. For those few precious moments, your world is elevated to a bubbly place where everything is shiny and perky. Sure, sometimes you won't be able to function properly and sometimes you act strangely and sometimes you forget what you're doing, but in the end the hope for love will always pull you through.

One consolation that I've discovered for myself is that I've become good friends with almost all the people I've had crushes on, boys and girls included. And maybe that is how I cope with the thought of knowing that I'll never be able to hold that person in the way that I want. Instead of going down the lovers road, perhaps it's better to go down the friends road. And then again, maybe crushes were never meant to be anything but that.

So here's to you my new crush. May we become good friends fast ;)

i want to know what love is

2009-10-10T21:40:00.005+08:00

I sincerely believe that we as human beings must do everything we can to contribute and help each other whenever we can. If not for the betterment of mankind then do it for karma.

One of the hottest shopping malls near my place has recently started a Pink Campaign for the month of October where pledges are taken and the donations are forwarded for breast cancer research and also for helping women with breast cancer who can't afford treatment. Cancer affects everyone of us regardless if we are touched personally by the disease. And contrary to popular belief, breast cancer also affects men.

Mum and me recently signed up our pledges. If you happen to be in the neighbourhood, please walk over to BangsarVillage and do your part. Put the money in the box and sign your support. It doesn't take much effort and time. Do it for yourself and for the people around you. Life's too short to think twice.

Can you see my name on the board below?

For more info, click here pink. It's always nice to see an entire neighbourhood come together for a cause. It's even nicer when an entire nation comes together for a cause ;)

Another friend recently did her part too! Good on you girl!

all the way

2009-10-04T15:28:00.002+08:00

I got a text from one of my fuckbuddies yesterday. Totally expecting it to be a bootycall, I almost rear-ended the car in front of me when I read the text "Wanna meet me for dinner tonight?"

Me and LoudMoaner (LM) have been hooking up for about a year now and each time, it's just sex. Nothing more, nothing less. There is no emotional attachment, no follow-up requirement, nothing. We see each other solely as a piece of meat. But it's not like we discussed our arrangement or signed any agreement, it's just one of those things that happened and kept happening.

I replied with a simple text. "WHY?". And below is a basic transcript of what transpired between us.

LM: It'll be nice to see you with your clothes on for a change ;p

Me: I don't think that's gonna be happening. I've got plans.

LM: I know it'd be weird but it'll be nice to have a conversation with you and get to know you.

Me: You already know more about the best parts of me than most people do so that's enough, don't you think?

LM: It's just that we've been seeing each other for a year now and I don't even know what kind of movies you like or what your favourite colour is or whether you have a pet?

Me: RomComs. Purple. Nope.

The conversation ended here. I mean seriously, why ruin a good thing. I've got no qualms about using LM as a piece of meat. We call each other up when we have needs and when the need is fulfilled, we say goodbye and don't hear from each other again until another need arises. It's so simple. Why complicate things with dinner and movies and introducing to each other's friends? Don't go looking for trouble I always say. Cos sooner or later, trouble will come looking for you ;) Case in point.

I texted LM and told LM what I thought our situation was and how we're comfortable with what we have and that we don't need to take things to another level and as for that whole 'seeing each other for a year' thing, I really wouldn't call it 'seeing each other' since we only sweat everytime we meet.

In today's mad rush for glory, I sincerely think having a few 'friends with benefit' is the only way to live your life and satisfy your needs. Sure, one night stands are cool. And random hook ups are fun but having someone you know will always be there when you need them to be and then not there when you need them not to be there, well, in my eyes that is perfection.

crazy cool

2009-09-27T18:47:00.001+08:00

I absolutely love this photo! It's guaranteed to make you laugh or at the very least put a big smile on your face.

body language

2009-09-17T12:54:00.005+08:00

I was shopping at a tenant store of one of our local shopping malls recently and something happened that made me realize that the world is still far from being truly beautiful.. I overheard the following conversation between a sales clerk and a fairly large man. The conversation happened entirely in Malay but for the sake of globalization, I'm gonna translate it here.

Large: Excuse me, do you have this jeans in a size 46?

SalesSkank: Huh? Oh hang on..

At this point, she looks abit turned off and noticably shows her displeasure as she rummages thru the pile of folded jeans.

SalesSkank: Sorry.. We don't have it.

And she says this without any apologies. Heck, I'd even settle for remorse but her face was a blank canvas. And by blank, I mean make-up less and emotion-less. Seriously, bitch needed to put some colour on her face.

Large: Do you know if your other outlets might have the size?

SalesSkank: Actually, I doubt if we carry that size at all. People like you are not our target consumer.

At which point, the blood in my head had reached it's maximum boiling point. First of all, this bitch has no work ethic. Two, she is just plain rude and three, she needed a wake up call. I walked up to the both of them.

"Who the hell do you think you are saying that to him? He's your customer. Didn't your parents teach you manners? Didn't this company give you some sort of training on how to talk to your customers?"

It sounds abit more vicious in Malay - ( Kau ingat kau sape cakap dengan dia macam tu? Dia tu customer kau tau. Mak bapak tak ajar ke cara nak cakap ngan orang? Company ni pun tak ajar kau ke macam nak cakap ngan orang?)

At this point one of SalesSkank's colleagues comes over and tries to pacify the situation. And a few other people had begin looking our way to see what the commotion is about. I told SalesSkank's friend that bitch needs to learn some manners. Then turning to Large I asked him if he was ok. He appeared to be very embarassed and was in shock at what just happened and by the looks of it, I could tell that this guy rarely stood up for himself let again let others stand up for him. But I could not stand by and let morons like SalesSkank speak to other people that way.

Large looked at me and smiled and said thank you. I told him don't worry about it and told him to get himself a big piece of cake to which he laughed and asked me to join him but I was in a hurry so I said goodbye and walked off.

I get pissed off whenever people who are supposed to be in the service industry act like it's beneath them to be nice to people who are not of society's acceptable standards. And truth be told, sometimes I'd turn the other cheek but some situations call for lessons to be taught and morals to be learned ;)

Being big is nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud. Check out Beth Ditto of The Gossips. She is F A B U L O U S ! Click on the link and read about her and see her in action. You might get inspired!

we are golden

2009-09-14T14:36:00.003+08:00

I am convinced of the following:

1) There are some guys who should never ever wear shorts or bermudas or three quarters.

2) There are some people who should never ever smile in photographs.

3) There are some people who should never ever be photographed.

4) There are some people who seriously need to use spell-check or get someone to check their grammar before updating.

5) There are some people who should consider never speaking. Nobody wants to hear broken English.

forever is over

2009-09-13T21:56:00.002+08:00

These past few days have been a really emotional rollercoaster ride. I thought life was going all peachy smooth and then WHAM I get hit by buckets of lemons..

A long time ago, I was never a really happy kid. I was content but not happy. Things in life were just there for me to go thru and that was it. In high school, I did not have a nice time at all. I just wanted to get away from it all. I hated it. I hated the school. I hated the philosophy behind the school and I hated most of the people there. But I made good friends. Friends whom I treasure til today. And it is because of this friends that my memories of high school are good memories. Then I entered college and a whole new world was opened up to me. I became part of a gang. An elite group. And life seemed so much more nicer and brighter. But still I wasn't too happy. I never smiled in photos. Actually I don't remember smiling period. But as the years went by, I became different. I grew. And I embraced life and was beginning to like it. I guess you can say I finally found my place in the world and was for once happy. I began laughing more, I began smiling in photos, my personal aura changed for the better and people seemed genuinely interested in becoming my friends.

However lately, it seems all this goodness is in vain cos I keep getting played. I keep getting hurt. So I don't know.. Maybe it's time to put up those walls again. Maybe it's time to stop caring again.

Life is seriously never smooth. It's forever complicated and forever turbulent. But I guess that's life isn't it? Just need to deal and move on..

happy birthday

2009-08-31T23:52:00.000+08:00

I turned 27 today.

Am seriously happy. And delirious. And extremely hung over..

shut up and let me go

2009-08-11T12:56:00.002+08:00

A few days ago, I was doing a flight to Denpasar. It was a full flight consisting of 80% Caucasians and the rest Indonesians.

About an hour into the flight, this Australian guy with a family of four calls chimes me and I go over to his seat and he points at something in front of him, "Look", he says. And guess what?

It's a grasshopper! A big one! It's brown in colour and for some reason, it looked like a cockroach which made the hair on my arms stand on its ends. And as we watched it, the grasshopper crawled and wedged itself between the seats of the row in front of this Australian guy whose children were very curious at their new friend. And the Australian guy kept looking at me, expecting me to do something about it and from the looks in his eyes, it was needless to say that he had a fear of insects cos believe it or not he was squirming in his seat and he kept telling his kids to sit still and not touch it.

At that point I was thinking to myself, does this guy expect me to touch it? Now, don't get me wrong. I'm okay with most creepy crawlies. Okay as long as they don't come near me or I don't have to touch them so this particular situation was in violation of both my principles. I dashed to the front and asked my female crew "Are you in any way afraid of insects?" All she did was look at me and I knew the answer. "Forget it" I told her. Grabbing a cup and some serviettes, I went back to the seat, psyching myself for a showdown. Told myself to not embarass myself and to be a man and just be brave about it. Believe it or not, I was ready to catch the damn thing.

And then God smiled on me. The Indonesian guy who was sitting in front of the Australian with his family asked me what was happening and I explained to him. He told me not to worry and he got up, did a quick lookabout around his seat and in one single movement, had the grasshopper in his hand!!

I told him to place it into a plastic bag to which I punctured some holes in. As much as I do not enjoy looking or touching insects, I am still pretty humane. I thanked the Indonesian guy profusely, even the Australian guy was all smiles and kept patting the Indonesian guy on his back.

Later, Mr Australia comes up to me and shares with me that very little in this world can freak him out. But anything more than 4 legs and his entire world goes upside down. I lean closer to him and say, "Don't tell anyone, but I have the same issues" To which he laughs.

And there we were. Two grown men. Laughing about the one thing that scares us. Small tiny insects with many legs. Ugh.. And I know we are not alone. In my family itself, there are so many of us who are terifficed of insects. And I know many friends who have the same phobias. What is it about these tiny marvels of nature that bring out the fear in us?

As for the grasshopper? We set him free once we landed in Denpasar. We being the Indonesian guy and me. Me more as an observer and he the actual freedom setter ;)

shake your body (down to the ground)

2009-07-26T17:30:00.003+08:00

The other night, I was in my favourite club dancing the night away and I see an old friend whom we shall call FurryB. I haven't seen FurryB in like a year and we've been close for a very long time but you know how it is with certain friendships, you tend to grow more and more apart as you discover your common grounds are no longer common.

I spotted FurryB amidst the crowd of gyrating bodies dancing to BlackEyedPeas' I Got A Feeling. And I knew it was him instantly cos believe me, you'd know it was FurryB anywhere. So I made my way over to him and tapped him on his shoulder and he was more than surprised to see me there. And I'm thinking, why are you surprised? This is my turf. I'm always here. I'm the one who is surprised to see you here. So anyway, we hugged. A very tight hug.

And as I'm hugging him, I look behind him and his friends have a very bewildered look on their face. Like they've never seen two men hug before. And I'm thinking, oh God these are the dumb office type clowns who don't get out much and even if they do, they're pretty closeminded. I gave them the finger while still maintaining a tight hug on FurryB. To which they were shocked by the looks on their faces.

Then FurryB introduces me to them and I look at him, then at them then rolling my eyes I say, "Seriously?" And walked off.

So do not need to be in the company of neanderthals. FurryB texted me and asked me where I was. I ignored him. Wasn't his fault for having moronic friends but I seriously have had enough with homophobia and morons who can't accept people for who they are. Oh and let's not forget the ignorant fools. I have a friend who for her whole life thought that gay people don't need to use protection during sex. She kept asking, 'what's the point?' And in my heart of hearts, I prayed that she meant the fact that we can't get pregnant and not the STI factor.

Ugh..

eternal flame

2009-07-23T16:51:00.002+08:00

Sometimes..

Sometimes, sometimes isn't enough

And nothing will never be enough..

It feels like I'm falling and falling and I can't seem to hold onto anything

I can see the people around me and they're all reaching out

And I'm reaching for them but I can't

They look at me

All broken and in pieces

And they shake their head

And they whisper to each other

He did this to himself

We tried to help

But they didn't help

They didn't see

They didn't hear

They didn't feel

I felt them

I felt them breathe

I felt them

But no one felt me

Sometimes..

Sometimes, sometimes isn't enough

don't stop til you get enough

2009-07-10T18:11:00.001+08:00

Another lifelong dream fulfilled.

Me. On a raft. Down the river. Pure bliss. And pure excitement. So so happy.

Happened a few weeks ago in Bali with the bestest group of people in the world. There were too many of us for one raft so we broke up into two rafts. Mine was with BK and RS. And it became sort of a battle of the rafts with us seeing who gets to the finish line first and both sort of attacking each other's rafts. The disaster of that idea..

But it was so much fun. I loved it and need to do more of it soon. Nature at her best all around us. All the damn greenery and the gorgeous flora everywhere. It was a very good feeling. Perfectly content with the world around me.

And that was what I seriously needed. Just to get back to nature and be one with her and let her heal me.

goodbye to you

2009-06-26T13:22:00.009+08:00

Woke up today with extremely tragic news. EXTREMELY sad tragic news. One of the greatest pop icons of all times passed away today. And no other news in the world today can come close.

It's so tragic. It took awhile for me to grasp the fact that he's gone but he is gone. I never liked Michael but his music and his influence, now that I like. He was truly a force in the music industry and I personally think he has changed and enriched so many of our lives.

I know his music was always blaring in my house when I was growing up. All the countless albums and songs. My sister was a huge fan and so were alot of my cousins and friends. Could never escape him wherever you went. Especially for those of us growing up in the 80s and 90s. It was either BAD or BEAT IT or THRILLER or HEAL THE WORLD. And say what you want, but he had amazing kick ass videos that kept pushing the boundaries of music videos. Every video was a statement in itself and I know people always anticipated the coming of a new MJ video. Just typing this is making my eyes all teary thinking back about the good times I had.

I am very happy to say that I have attended one of his concerts when he was in Malaysia and it was an event to remember forever. I was spellbound and I knew that was the day I fell in love with the music industry and the powers it held.

Rest in peace Michael. You are indeed a legend and will always be cherished.

Another news that saddened me was the passing of my favourite angel, Farrah Fawcett..

Such a beauty, such a stunner, such a smile. She was the epitome of Charlie's Angels. Always liked her, not so much for her acting but more for her personality and her charms. And her hair of course!!

I think she was the first blonde I fell in love with. And as we are all aware, we always remember our first love ;)

Goodbye Farrah.. Rest in peace.

A very wise man I know had this to say about today's passings.. "God's gift of life is such, we r all so inter-connected. I thank God for the gift of entertainers who so enriched our lives..." So true MV. So true!

jump

2009-06-13T01:50:00.011+08:00

I finally got to do one of my lifelong dreams. It was not an easy thing to do but I did it. And I'm happy to say I lived to see another day. That's right boys and girls, I bungy jumped!!

B U N G Y J U M P ! ! ! ! !

How freaking amazing is that?

Did it in Phuket with my best girls. The moment Phuket was on our travel plans, I knew I had to try out their bungy jump and fulfill my lifelong dream and let me tell you it was not at an easy thing to do. When you're up on that platform about to leap off, nothing is going thru your mind. You can hear the attendant telling you to jump and just lean forward and let gravity do it's job. And i'm like, "GRAVITY DO IT'S JOB?!" Aaahhh... It took awhile before I managed to jump but jump I did. Did it with Nutzy. A tandem jump. It was insane. Seriously the most insane thing I've done in my life thus far. The feeling of standing up there looking down over the edge was the worst feeling on earth. I still get goosebumps thinking about it. The first few seconds after jumping off is total madness. There is no feeling except panic. Then euphoria takes over followed by insanity and of course the screams!

I'm so glad I did and will definitely do it again. One of life's best adrenaline rushes. The first thing we did when we there was sign the insurance forms and then get measured for our weight and height so that they can do the necessary precautions.

Then they proceeded to tie up our feet which had us hopping to the bungy booth. Once on the bungy booth, we were given a short briefing on what to do and not to do during the jump.

Of course there was time for some camera whoring ;)

And away we go up and up and up and away. If you look closely you can see us on the edge of the platform trying to build up the courage to jump.

This gorgeous pic was taken by my hunnybunny PYkins.

This was the moment of truth. To jump or not to jump. The attendant kept telling us that no matter what we do, we must not let go of each other as we fell or the result would be a serious head trauma. I kept telling Nutzy, "whatever happens, do not let go of me. I'll scream for the both of us"

It seriously took alot for us to finally jump.

And jump we did. There we go!!!

I screamed and kept asking God why do we do this to ourselves? The sheer rush of blood and life flashing before your eyes not to mention everything becoming a blur.

This amazing shot was snapped by the photogenius PYkins. Such an amazing shot. The reflection in the water.. Us hanging upside down..

And finally they come to save us. First extending a stick and me frantically grabbing it and then pulling us to safety.

And we were back on ground. Greatful and giddy with laughter and most of all happy.

There we are SkyDancer and Nutzy, bungy jumpers so glad to be back on solid ground

It was indeed a good great thing for me and I truly enjoyed it. I'm glad I had my BFFs there with me to share the moment. Thanks PYkins and Nutzy!!

heartbreak make me a dancer

2009-06-01T02:35:00.002+08:00

I cannot stand desperation in stupid people. I cannot stand stupid people. Shallow I like. But stupidity.. is a whole different story. And it's worst when stupid people do stupid things that make you go WTF?

Seriously, if you cannot handle rejection, do not put yourself in a position where you will be rejected. Think ahead and brace yourself for the fall. Don't keep thinking that life is peachy and fun when you look like crap. If you look like crap, life is never gonna be peachy and fun for you cos you DO NOT deserve it. Make an effort and go dress yourself up and do something about that personality. Or better yet, why not put us all out of misery and go hang yourself.

And I don't think I'll ever understand people who demand an instant sms reply. Yes, I understand if it's stuff that's vital but not when it's random stuff.. Things like, "How's your day?" or "Let's plan to meet up next week", these don't require instant replies!! Which leads me to another thing I can't stand. People that reply smses 2 or 3 days later when the sms you first sent them no longer seems valid. Seriously people, isn't an sms' validity only for like 24hours? After that, it doesn't matter whether you reply it or not. So the key is here, smses should be replied in a period of 24hours or else don't bother replying. Cos I've found myself in situations when I receive an sms and I'm like, what is this guy talking about then I realize I asked him something 3 or 4 days ago. And it's not like they'll start the sms with, "to answer your question.." or "regarding my.." Oh no, instead they'll just go "Ok" or "Yup, I'm cool with that" or the worst, "definitely!" DEFINITELY WHAT DUMB ASS?!

And the worst thing I can't stand are people who think the world owes them. People who think that just because they're alive and have contributed used up space to the world that everyone and the universe has to give them something in return. Well wake up and smell the freaking acid rain losers, the world does not owe you anything. Everyone around you makes an effort to make things work for them. You are a fucked up moron if you think you can just sit around and wait for things to happen just because you smiled today. Bastards..

waking up in vegas

2009-05-15T03:29:00.002+08:00

I'm off to Phuket this morning!! Be back in three days!! So excited, I can't hardly wait!!

Main reason I'm so excited, I'm gonna attempt bungy jumping. Why I say attempt? Cos I'll only decide once I'm up there about to jump off. Having goosebumps just thinking about it. I have an insane fear of heights, ironic as it may seem ;)

Photos and stories to follow.

Til then. Have a good weekend!

boom boom pow

2009-04-30T14:39:00.006+08:00

I always enjoy a good barbeque and I sincerely believe I rock at barbequeing. SO whenever a need for a barbeque comes up, I'm always first in line.

Recently, I was in the GoldCoast and despite the 16 degrees temperature, we had a small mini barbeque. We had practically an entire lamb, tons of sausages, prawns and of course a good side of potato salads and fresh fruits. The moment that first piece of lamb hit the hot plate and it started to sizzle all thoughts of the cold surroundings melted away into a frenzied hunger pang. I totally enjoy the smell of barbequing meat especially one that's been properly marinated. Alas, since I was Head Chef, I didn't have the chance to take many photos due to my dirty and oily fingers and I got fed up of having to constantly wash them each time I wanted to handle my phone. The first shot is of the meat on the hot plate sizzling away. The heavenly aroma filling the night air.

The subsequent shots are the "WE" that I'm talking about. I do not know anyone else who does a barbeque during late autumn when most sane people would be indoors. But then again sometimes a little craziness helps make life a whole lot more enjoyable doesnt it? We had wine and beer and even champagne as we devoured our little feast of assorted meats. The whole time laughing and shivering in the cold.

Can't wait for my next barbeque. This time in proper tropical climate ;)

goodbye

2009-04-19T23:07:00.003+08:00

About two weeks ago, my life was thrown off course by a single piece of news that just shook my day and made me think alot about life in general.

A childhood friend of mine was killed in a hit and run. He was on his way to college but he never made it. Highway patrol found his body on the side of the road with his bike a few feet away.

This kid used to hang in my house so much that he called my mum "Amma" as well. She became his second mother. There was never a day when he wasn't in my house. And as kids we used to do everything together. We'd imagine all kinds of things, we'd laugh about things that only kids can laugh about, we'd torture each other, bully each other, we'll hate each other and then become friends again the next minute. And back then, we had no PSPs or gameboys or superfast internet. All we had were ourselves and our imaginations. During the school holidays, when my cousins came around, we'd have a huge blast playing all kinds of games. As I think back, I realize we were quite a mental bunch ;)

I can't remember but I think he was in my life for the first 12 or 13 years. And then we sort of grew apart and never spoke again after that. His mum and my mum had the occassional calls and all but the two of us never spoke again. I don't know why. So when we heard about his death, needless to say, my mum was heartbroken. And the rest of us lived out the day with a very heavy heart. At the end of that faithful day, we all came together to go to his house to pay our respects and show our support. It was the least we could do. This guy was part of our childhood and his death has left a hole in our minds that I believe will take a long time before it's covered up.

At the funeral, his mum kept asking him to wake up and when my mum came in, his mum started shaking him telling him to get up and that his Amma was here now. It was devastating to say the least. His brother refused to accept his death and never came out from the kitchen. His dad was crying while talking to visitors.

And it's so totally weird how you never hear from a person for years and you think life is all peachy and then BOOM something like this hits you and life is never the same after that. And I hate this feeling. I hate it hate it hate it.

I think about him everyday now and all the things we used to do and laugh about and the amount of trouble we used to cause. And I always smile thinking about it and I always end that smile with guilt. Guilt maybe because I should have tried harder to keep in touch? I don't know. But one thing I do know is that, God definitely works in mysterious ways and we need to always ALWAYS let the people we love know how much they mean to us. Cos once they're gone, it's too late for anything already.

Rest in peace SunnyBoy. Thank you so much for the memories.

Photo taken from Trey Ratcliff. Thank you!

if you seek amy

2009-04-06T16:41:00.002+08:00

My road tax expires in a month so being a good responsible driver, decided to go and renew it at the insurance company that handles my car stuff. Dragging my sister along one Tuesday afternoon, we set out on our little adventure. Neither of us knew where the place was but we had a good sense of direction between us and were both very road savvy so we figured the trip would take a good half hour at the most back and forth.

One and a half hours later, we were still in the car bickering at each other trying to figure out the road. We were positive we had made one small mistake or we kept missing the turn off from the highway. We tried retracing our steps, tried taking different routes but it was all in vain. Tried calling the company but for some reason no one was answering. We were almost at our wit's end when my dear sister said something that changed us forever.

"Doesn't your new phone have like integrated GPS system?"

I looked at her like I was seeing her for the first time and was in utter shock. And then I screamed.

"Couldn't you have said that earlier?!!!!!"

To which sister dearest replied, "What do you mean?! It's your bloody phone!! You should know what's in it!"

And then we both burst out laughing our hearts out. It was such a dumb blonde moment. In the end, we got to the insurance company in less than 15 minutes. FIFTEEN MINUTES!

Talk about hopelessness ;)

Moral of the day, always know what's on your new phone inside out.

pokerface

2009-02-10T13:28:00.002+08:00

A few days ago, I went down to my local grocers to get some cereal and fruits and a few other stuff. I took along this little girl my mum looks after. She's about 3 going on to 4 and she is such a chatterbox with an extremely curious mind. Always asking 'what's that' and 'why is that'?

So as we were strolling down the aisles with her sitting in the trolley cart, her very loose spaghetti strap top came down her left shoulder exposing her chest. And as I was re-adjusting her top I whispered, "Girl, put your dress on properly, everyone can see your boobs". Which was a big mistake.

She looked up at me with her eyes opened wide and said out loud, "What is boobs?" To which all the other mothers in the aisle turned around to look at us and I swear time stood still!! I tried to keep a straight face but couldn't. Tears of laughter were forming in my eyes and I quickly pushed the trolley out form the aisle. Once safe, I laughed til the tears poured! All the time, Little Girl was looking at me with curiousity in her eyes. And to make matters worst, she kept asking "What is boobs?"

I kept hushing her and pretending not to hear but she kept persisting which did not help the situation cos people were starting to look at me differently. I finally said, "When we get back, go and ask ur mummy, ok?" Which shut her up for good. Thank GOD!

Must seriously need to watch my words when little children are present. Obviously when we got back she asked her golden question out loud in front of my parents and her parents as well. I laughed running to my room leaving the older folks red faced and struggling for an explanation.

;)

circus

2009-01-27T15:07:00.000+08:00

I just realized it's been ages since I last posted. Dunno what is wrong with me. Kept putting it off and off and now it's 2009!! Seriously time passes to fast and life takes on a whole lot meaning after awhile.

Will post proper stuff soon.

God bless..

womanizer

2008-11-08T13:37:00.001+08:00

Love it love it love it! Check out the costume!

break the ice

2008-10-20T09:25:00.008+08:00

This conversation happened between me and my mum a few weeks ago. Out of the blue. Without warning. I think we were in the kitchen making pasta.

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Mama: Boy, what is ice?

Me: Ice? It's that stuff you put in your drinks to make it cold. Seriously ma you need to get yourself checked out.

Mama: I know what is ice la! I want to know what is the other ice.

Me: Other ice? What are you talking about? (at this time, I was getting a bit uncomfortable)

Mama: It's a kind of drug isn't it? (By which she is fully facing me by now)

Me: Yea.. Why la?

Mama: Your aunt found it in your cousin Charcoal's bag. Do you know anything about this?

Me: Excuse me, why do you think I would know anything about this? And how does her mother know what ICE look like? Ha?

Mama: I don't know.. but what is it?

Me: It's just a drug that gives you an unnatural high. That's all.

Mama: Cos your aunt and me were discussing about it and we think the best solution is to send Charcoal to rehab. (her face at this point was dead serious)

Me: REHAB?! Are you insane? Why are you sending the poor girl to rehab? OMG. Your jumping your guns here!!

Mama: She's a druggie la. She needs help.

Me: You don't even know if she's addicted. You don't even know if she did it more than once. You don't even know if she's done it yet! Besides, not everyone who does ice is addicted.

Mama: How would you know? Have you tried it?

Me: Who hasn't?!

Mama: Boy, don't play play. This is serious.. You could be destroying your life.

Me: Ayoh Ma.. Everybody does it la. No one talks about it. Can you all stop jumping to conclusions and think everybody who tries it are drug addicts. Welcome to the 21st century.

Mama: What nonsense. 21st century my foot! (at which the conversation abruptly ends cos the pasta pot has overboiled and is spilling over).

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Now.. my mind was reeling after this conversation. Send the poor girl to rehab? Parents these days are even worst worrywarts than they were 5 years ago. I just could not believe they decided to send Charcoal to rehab after which could possibly be just a one-off thing on her part. Poor girl.

But I'm glad to say that Charcoal is not in rehab. She's still at home. Perhaps under tight scrutiny from her mama. I for one know she's not addicted and she did try it out only ONCE. Heck, I was the one who gave her money to get it ;) Don't get me wrong. I'm not an advocate of party drugs but I am an advocate of you-should-try-anything-once and I've tried to instill that into everyone around me.

Don't do drugs and drive.

open your heart

2008-08-12T13:18:00.005+08:00

A few weeks back, I had the opportunity to visit The National Heart Institute. The people I work for and the National Heart Institute Foundation have been working hand in hand to raise money for those who are not able to afford treatment and the high costs of heart surgery. This joint venture began sometime in January/February and has proven to be quite a success. By June, a total of RM170,000 had been collected and the people I work for has brilliantly matched this number giving a grand total of RM340,000.

About 2 weeks ago, I had the opportunity to visit the National Heart Institute for a media moment and also to visit the patients who had benefited from our collections. There were 7 of us altogether. All flight attendants, all beautiful, all armed with a million dollar smiles. But nothing prepared us for what we saw and what we felt once we were in there. A few of my colleagues were moved to tears and most of us had tears in our eyes.

When we stepped into the children's wards, it was like a whole different world. Sure the walls were bright and colourful but you could see the pain in the parents' eyes and the lost wonderment in the children's eyes. They were happy and they were bouncy but underneath it all, there was a strand of sadness. It hurts especially when you see a beautiful baby with tubes sticking out of the baby's body. And sometimes it's not one but a few.

We also got the chance to walk into the ICUs where we visited patients who are just recovering from surgery. There was this one particular girl (who was a recipient of my people's collections) who had just got out of surgery but she was still having problems. Apparently her body was rejecting the new heart that was put into her and they had to strap her to her bed to avoid her body going into violent fits. It was very heartbreaking to see.

We all came away from that day with a renewed passion for life. It's too fragile and we need to appreciatte it much more than we do now. I'm thankful I got to see first hand where the money was going to and how it was helping the people that needed aid. It's great to be part of a company that is focused on giving back to the community. We've got green projects going on and we've got charity projects going on. Not many businesses can do that. You've got to be really established to be able to do proper charity projects.

Ok.. enough of tears. I promise my next post will be a happy happy one!!

disturbia

2008-07-23T13:17:00.002+08:00

I've got a God awful toothache and it's killing me. I'm dying and in pain. The truth is, I could have avoided this months ago if I had gone to the dentist like I was supposed to but NO, fear took over as it always does and I avoided the appointment. I always do that. Keep putting it aside until it's too late and I'm in tears.

I've always had a terrifying fear of the dentist right from my childhood days. Every year since I was seven, my name will always be called up by the school teachers to go see the mobile dentist that makes annual visits to the government schools. Even in high school, it was the same thing no matter how much I want to escape but I just couldn't. And none of the dentist or their nurses were pleasant looking. So to a little guy, i guess it made everything scarier.

The worst part of it all was when they start drilling. The sound. The smell. And sometimes you can see specks of things flying out. I usually try to hold my breath or breathe thru my mouth to avoid smelling that sick smell. But it never helps.

Why oh why do we have cavities? It's not to say I have poor dental hygiene, in fact it's the opposite, I'm quite diligent when it's comes to oral hygiene except for the fact that I don't see the dentist every six months. Sigh..

i kissed a girl

2008-06-26T11:44:00.002+08:00

The past few nights I've been having barebacking dreams!!

Most of the dreams start out normal and ends with me topping the other guy. It's so freaking good but BAD! And the guys are as random as the rocks on the streets. One was with my college lecturer, another with my high school friend, two with my current colleagues, no wait.. THREE was with my current colleagues and another one with this cute guy at my neighbourhood McDonald's.

I wake up feeling good and horny and the dreams usually stay with me thru out the day. Is my subconscious telling me to be nasty? Maybe.. Or maybe it's just telling me to go and have sex. Yes, I've been practicing celibacy for almost a month now after a really really BAD sex session a month back. I immediately swore off all kinds of sex to clean up my sexual karma and I guess you can say I've been saving myself ;)

But good Lord do I miss it! And bareback!! The temptation is overwhelming. Thank God for dreams or else I might be losing my mind. I need someone to Justify My Love!!

heal the world

2008-06-09T22:58:00.005+08:00

As many of us are aware, we just celebrated World Environment Day. And how did you celebrate yours? I did not turn on the computer or the tv, did not use the car, and told everyone I spoke to spare a thought for Mother Nature. It's a celebration that goes unnoticed by many but to those of who are friends of Ma Nature, we don't let the day go to waste.

There's been alot of hoopla lately about the rising fuel prices. And yes, it's affecting everyone. But I can't help but see the silver lining in these trying times. Maybe with the escalating price of petrol, everyone will now be forced to think of alternative transportations. And by alternate transportations, I mean car pooling, using the trains and walking or bicycling!! Seriously honey, do you really need to drive to the nearest grocer's for a loaf of bread? Just because you are at the mercy of the weather does not mean you have to fill the air with more exhaust fumes. Walk, it'll do you good. And make you leaner too. Lord knows alot of us can stand to lose a few pounds. And how can you argue about the benefits of cycling? It's a HUGE abs trimmer and butt tightener. Need I say more?

There are too many people who talk about the environment and do nothing for it. Alot of people will say they are pro-green but not many are willing to give up their little luxury items in support for a greener environment. We need to wake up and smell the exhaust fumes. The earth is not getting younger (and neither are you for that matter) and before you know it, all we'll have are distant memories of green tropical forests and blue oceans. I'm not even gonna get started on fauna extinction. That's a whole different topic in itself. Even as I type this, earth's temperature is rising causing less cooler regions. There's less snow in areas where it used to be blanketed by Jack Frost, the polar ice caps are melting rapidly, the seas are constantly being polluted by crap from moronic fisherman and dumb tourists, and there is so much garbage being thrown away by households and officeblocks. Recycling is the key people. We already know it but not enough is being done. I for one am making an active stand on recycling as of now.

When shopping, bring your own bag instead of using the plastic bags. Easier said than done, I know. Because of the mentality of our shop-people. And it can get frustrating sometimes but hang in there. The following conversation happened to my soulmate HoneyStar at Watson's.

me: Its ok, I dont need a bag

nor: Cannot!

me: What do you mean by cannot? I dont need it. I have the reusable shopping bag.

nor: Cannot, the department (I dont know what he was mumbling about, dunno head department or what department) says cannot.

me: But I have the receipt to prove I paid for it. I really dont need the extra plastic bag.

nor: If you don't need it, you can throw it away. (OMG!!! I got so pissed when he said that!!)

me: (screaming)This is ridiculous, throw it away??? This is why we have pollution. Its people like you contributing to the pollution. This doesn't make sense at all!!

You can read more about it on her page. Just click on her name. I can feel her pain. There is still alot of work that needs to be done in terms of educating the general public. But I will say that there has been alot of improvement from the previous years. Lots of people are seeing the light (as hazy as it is).

So here's to a better today and a whole lot better tomorrow. Save and recycle. Life's too precious!!

I'm ending this with an ad campaign by The State Government of Western Australia. They're doing their part to combat global warming with a program called Act Now For The Future. Three simple print advertisements show chimneys, cars and lightbulbs and the words ” It’s your choice.”

Save the world. Make Mother Nature proud.

give it to me

2008-05-18T13:17:00.004+08:00

For those who know me on a materialistic level, they'd know by now that I never had the same phone for more than a year. Since 2002, I've been changing my phones annually and most of them don't even make it to 12 months. Yes, fickle I know.

But guess what? Today marks the official day that my current phone the N95, hits the 12 month mark!! I'm proud and happy with myself that I've managed to stick with this gorgeous beauty for so long. And it really is an amazing phone. I've not seen any other Nokia phones since the N95 that can come close to dethroning it's beauty.

So congratulate me. If I can do this, then I can do relationships ;)

P/S: Yes, the pic has nothing to do with the post. Just thought I'd spice things up a bit since my previous post was so morbid.

no more i love yous

2008-05-05T12:37:00.009+08:00

It's a well known fact that I am in love with the world of the supernatural and that I am intrigued by all things unseen. This passion was planted in me by my Mama who brought me up with stories of her own childhood ghosts and countless hours of horror movies and television shows. As much as I have a stern tough exterior look, I am really a pussy on the inside. I sleep with the lights on no matter I am and my mind is constantly warning me that something is under the bed, behind the door, behind the car seat, behind me in the shower, sleeping next to me, walking behind me.. So life becomes abit of a paranoia after awhile. But like a bad habit I cannot resist listening to ghost stories or reading more horror tales.

My soulmate HoneyStar recently sent me a link to this site containing works by a photographer named Joshua Hoffine. The collection is called Childhood Fears and it's not your usual late-for-school, didn't-do-your-homework, broke-the-vase sort of fear. It's more of the nightmare boogeyman type. And let me tell you, this photos are not for the faint of heart!!!!! It freaked me out. Cos some of the images really brought out the goosebumps on my neck. Below are the creme de la creme of the ones that really freaked me.

This scenario has been played in my mind so many times. Closing the fridge door to discover something behind it. And from the looks of it, this little girl is about to experience the worst trauma of her life. What's up with the disembodied head in the fridge. The poor kid.. And why is that creature squatting. It just makes it all the more menacing.

I'm pretty sure most of had this nightmare when we growing up. The creature in the dark closet. I can actually feel this little girl's fear. Looking at the door as it comes crawling out.

I love this shot actually. It mixes innocence and danger together. The doll, the teddy bear, the rocking horse, the stuffed animal on the vanity, the pretty picture on the wall and the EVIL creature coming through the cupboard door. Have to give credit to the little girl though, don't think I'll be standing in the corner if I saw this coming out from my cupboard. Probably be climbing the wall screaming in terror.

This is BAD. BAD. I have this urgent need to save that little girl. OH LORD.. I cannot tell you how many times I've had visions about things under my bed. I've even had a few encounters myself and I absolutely HATE beds with space underneath. And the fact that the word D A D D Y is arranged out on the blocks just makes this shot all the more scary.

Don't go in there!! The kid is so naive. Can't she see the skulls? And what is that behind the window? Does not even look human!! Ugh..

This photo speaks for itself. Nothing I can say will justify it. This is FREAKILY SCARY. Don't go down there!!

And this final shot brings back bad memories of that Stephen King novel IT that got turned into a telemovie. I remember me and my cousins were totally spooked by it but we kept watching it over and over. Sigh..

All I can say is beware kids. So many dangers lurking around you. It's not enough we have to deal with paedophiles and murderers and twisted kidnappers, we also have to deal with freaked out DEMONS from the other world. Lord have mercy on us all.

Protect the children. Protect yourselves.

Peace.

take a bow

2008-04-29T11:53:00.002+08:00

Hey all..

Things have been crazy lately. Hadn't had the time to really sit down and write.

Guess what? Took a great big fall this morning in the bathroom. Woke up all groggy and moody. Grabbed my towel and I don't know how but for some reason, the bathroom floor was especially slippery today and the next thing I know both my legs were sailing in different directions and I could semi-see my life flashing in front of my eyes. And in a split second I was doing some weird yoga pose on the floor.

My left leg was directly in front of me, my right leg to my immediate right, my left elbow hit the toilet bowl and my right wrist hit the wall HARD. And my left butt cheek was in excruciating pain! Cos that was the part of me that received the full impact of the fall. I could not even get myself to stand up as I kept slipping. I'm not sure if it was the floor or because it was so early morning that my mind has yet to fully coordinate with my body but I eventually got myself up and limped out of the bathroom to inspect my bruises.

Thank God, I don't bruise easily. But that fall really woke me up. Every ounce of sleepiness in me flew out along with the fall. And the most amazing part? No screams. Not even a peep escaped from my mouth. Normally, I would have awakened the entire neighbourhood but not this morning.. Am I growing up?

That's all for now. Later guys..

dance like there's no tomorrow

2008-04-08T17:19:00.009+08:00

I recently did a quick mental weekend getaway to Bangkok. The city known for it's unbridled passion for sex, shopping and beauty. This was my fourth trip to the Thai capital. I really needed the break cos I was feeling so much pain and stress and I kept telling myself, I need to get away before I collapse from mental breakdown. Coincidentally, my cousins Sam and Pearl had planned a weekend in Bangkok too. So I thought why not join them?

So on Friday after touchingdown from Denpasar, me and Dams made a quick dash to her car parked outside the terminal, changed, got our bags and ran to get our tickets. Then promptly boarded the flight. We were tired as fuck seeing as we had been working since 6am and it was now nearly 7pm but we were really excited about this trip. We reached Bangkok and wasted no time in getting a cab to Bangkok Palace which was to be our new home for the next two nights. And as luck would have it, our wonderful driver informed us that he had no idea where Bangkok Palace was halfway thru our journey. And thru broken English we tried to explain ourselves. Thank God for Dams cos she had worked in Bangkok for 3 months awhile ago so she knew bits and parts of the language.

Upon reaching the hotel, Sam and Pearl were already waiting for us. So we threw our bags in the room, did a final touchup and left for Kaoshan Road which is like our Kuala Lumpur's Bukit Bintang but on a more street-party like mode. People were dancing and singing and performing on the streets. It was like a carnival. And there was a HUGE array of street food on display. So many stalls selling all kinds of weird wonderful tasty CHEAP food!! God.. it was food heaven. We ate while we walked. Sadly, didn't take any photos cos we were too busy stuffing ourselves and checking out the people. Also did a spot of shopping. Then I thought it's time for some sex shows. Dams did the honour of finding the most shifty looking person on the streets and approached him and asked him. And he said the best one is about ten minutes away by tuk tuk. And we thought, fine why not? It was a decision I soon regretted. Not the show itself but the journey there. These tuktuk drivers have little care for traffic rules and they just zoom in and out as they like. And here we were four urban city people crammed into that tiny space.

The show itself was entertaining. I'd seen this before but for Sam and Pearl it was their first time seeing things being pulled out from in between the ladies' legs. From blades and needles to smoking cigarettes and blowing out candles to popping out pingpong balls, nothing was left to the imagination. Thank God they were neatly trimmed and shaved!! Then a guy came on stage and proceeded to have sex with another female in every position imaginable. After the show, we headed back to the hotel for our much needed sleep. It had been almost 24hours since I had woken up.
This shot was taken on our final day. We wanted to try real authentic Thai food and this was the only proper place we could find. It was in between two HUGE buildings and thus was shielded by the scorching sun. Below is Dams greedy attempt at trying to steal my food ;) It's such a candid photo and I love it!! Still laugh looking at it.

And this is Sam and Pearl at their candid best.

This is the fiery tomyam we had. Check out the oil but it was good!! We had two kinds. One with coconut milk and the other without.
After our eventful night at Kaoshan Road, we woke up after 3 hours of sleep to enjoy the hotel's breakfast then got ready and walked out to Pratunam where we shopped til we almost dropped. It was insane. There were so many good beautiful things to buy. And we bargained til we couldn't talk anymore. And each time one of us found something fascinating, we'd call the other excitedly like a kid finding a piece of chocolate. Bought so many stuff despite the scorching heat.

Once we've had our fill of outdoor shopping, we decided to head to MBK for some indoor shopping and especially for me cos I needed to get some things from Boots. But getting a cab to MBK proved ridiculous. No one wanted to go cos of the traffic. And the idea of walking all the way there in the heat with all our shopping bags sounded too hazardous. Thank God one guy decided to take us. In MBK, we once again got lost in all the shopping extravagance. And Dams managed to find a beauty salon that catered to what each of us wanted. Dams wanted highlights, a mani and a pedi. Sam wanted a pedi. Pearl wanted the pedi and the mani. And me? I needed a proper foot massage. So there we were. Pampered. The salon really made a fortune from all of us. And for all the stuff we had done, it came to a combined total of rm200. These included 3 pedicures, 2 manicures, nail extensions, highlights and a massage! In Kuala Lumpur a highlight alone would cost at least rm200!

Pearl getting her nails done..

Dams getting her hair and toes done.. Not too sure about the sunglasses though..
Me catching some sleep as my feet were being rubbed..Sam getting his feet done..
We got back to the hotel just in time to change and get ourselves gussied up for a night of clubbing. Despite the fatigue, we were all still running on adrenaline. On tonight's agenda, it was a show at Tawan Bar then off to Santika for a round of drinks and dancing. Now, last night we saw the power of what females can do with their bodies, tonight we were going to see what the boys can do! Now to find Tawan Bar was not easy. NOT EASY. Everyone kept putting us in the wrong direction but perseverance paid off and we found it.

When we got in, it guys guys guys everywhere clad in only skimpy SKIMPY red briefs with numbers on them. And they were parading around, chatting people up. The room just smelled of sex. Then at 10.30, all the guys disappeared and everyone focused their eyes onto the stage and the show started. And let me tell you, nothing was left to the imagination!! The guys came back out naked and with their cocks HARD and paraded. Then each of them performed different routines and dance moves and sex moves. And couple did such an amazing feat of acts that everyone was clapping and cheering. Seriously, how on earth can you balance yourself from monkey bars while fucking each other? And they even fucked while hanging on to different swings that just swung their bodies around. Sick but inspirational ;) It was truly an eye opener indeed.

After the show, we went off to Santika which is this old abandoned church that had been converted into a club. The cross and all the stained glass was still there. And the music was provided by a live band who were very VERY good. We were very impressed. Unlike Kuala Lumpur, there was no 24hour mamak to satisfy us after clubbing, but we did find this quaint little street stall near the hotel that sold this very satisfying soup noodles with pork innards. Every part of the pig was in it. At least I hope it was pig..

Us getting ready for our night out..
The best of the group shots we took.. I must have lost the memo on the all black dresscode.

The girls doing the glass door thing..
After getting a few hours sleep, we were up at the crack of dawn for a quick breakfast then off to Chatuchak Market for our last round of shopping. We were all really stoked about this cause none of us had ever been to Chatuchak and we had heard so much about it. We made it a point to go early to avoid the crowd and at least the morning coolness was still there before things got to a boiling point at midday. Once again, we shopped til we almost dropped. It was insane. Each time I made a purchase, I promised myself that this would be the last and I even told the others to stop me if I was gonna buy something else but that never happened. I just kept buying and buying. It was like a sickness. While shopping we came to the pets section and this beautiful puppy caught my eye and made me fall in love. She was so CUTE!!!

I've never really been a dog person but this dog was adorable!! Sigh.. Chatuchak was great. And I'm glad we went early cos after 4 hours, it was getting too crowded and the heat was getting unbearable. Once glad with all our spoils, we left and headed back to the hotel where we gathered to talk about the past 2 days and to discuss our plans for the rest of the day. Dams and me were leaving in the evening. Sam and Pearl the next day. We decided to go get a massage and food and maybe another spot of shopping in the streets ;)

We found this wonderful massage place. We all decided on reflexology. The one male masseur pulled me aside and told me to get body massage for the same price and I'm like ok fine. So i bid farewell to the others and followed him upstairs then he tells me for an added 100baht, why not try the oil massage? At this point, all I wanted was a massage and at rm30 for an hour of massage, it was a steal!! So i agreed. I got naked and he worked on my back, paying extra attention to my butt. Too much attention. Then he asked me to turn around and worked on my legs and stomach, purposely touching my cock. After which when I was all hard and excited, he simply proceeded to give me a VERY good relief to which I was very delighted ;) After I came, he got me to shower then wiped me dry afterwards. Now this was what I call good customer service! I came downstairs and the guys were almost done. My masseur brought me tea and for the next ten minutes, we were very chummy with each other, to which Dams noticed but didn't say anything til we were on the way back in the airplane. Such a clever girl.

Below are just random photos which we took throughout the journey but I had no idea where to put them in. This one is of Sam in the streets of Pratunam.
This is of us crammed in the tuktuk trying to get from Pratunam to MBK. We did not end up taking this tuktuk cos of price negotiation.

This is the four of us being creative in the hotel lift. It had mirrors on all four walls so obviously inspiration struck! I like the pose and the warmth of each photo.
Sam and me waiting as the girls got ready..
Pratunam market..

Us in the lift AGAINWalking out from the hotel out onto the streets. Walking the walk..
All in all, it was an AMAZING weekend. It wasn't very much a relaxing weekend but it was fun fun fun fun none the less. And I'm glad I went with the people I went. Nothing like retail therapy to rejuvenate one's self!!

i know where it's at

2008-02-28T13:54:00.036+08:00

On my last trip to the GoldCoast, I finally had the chance to visit the famed MovieWorld located about an hour's drive from the airport by bus. Alphaman and I had to wake up early to get the first bus there cos we wanted to fully utilize our time there. A slight drizzle decided to join us in our run for the bus. The one thing I enjoy about bus rides is the sceneries we pass. And the very interesting people you see boarding the bus and waiting for other buses at the bus stops. After about an hour, we reached the entrance of MovieWorld. I will admit I had goosebumps looking at all the rides. They were high and they were huge.
We wasted no time in paying and getting in. It wasn't cheap. It's 66 Aussie which equals to about 180 Malaysian Ringgit. Alphaman was abit apprehensive about all the rides saying why don't we warm up with the tamer rides first. And I'm like, ok fine. So went into the BatCave which was a motionmaster sort of thing where u sit and strapin and it jerks and throws you around. This was ok. Nice appetizer.

Then we went for the Scooby Ride. Which was inside this huge haunted mansion. It was 4 person per ride and I thought it was gonna be some kiddy thing where the car brings u thru doors and then some freaky monster pops up to scare you. Well, I was rite for the first few minutes, then the car stopped and it sort of went up a lift and then it went backwards. Yup, we plunged backwards!! SCREAMING. In the dark. U had no idea where u were going save for a few flashes of lights. It was an indoor rollercoaster and we were being hurled backwards! Lots of fun.

Then we went to Shrek 4D. A 3D cinema which was above expectations. There was water splashes and wind blowing behind your ears and rats running at your feet. Lots of fun. Below are the 3 Lil Pigs we passed on the way in.

We then went to the Police Academy stunt show. Very fun and unexpected. Didn't get to take pictures here cos I was so mesmerized by all the stunts. The guys were cute too ;)

We got to take photos with a whole lot of movie characters. Sylvester, the Scooby gang (who also performed an impromptu dance) for everyone, Austin Powers being his usual groovy self and of course the wonderful Justice League! I was like OMG WonderWoman I LOVE YOU!!!

From left, The Flash, SkyDancer, Wonderwoman, Alphaman and Green Lantern

Having enough of fluff fun, I suggested for us to take on the harder rides. Alphaman was not a happy bunny. He was there just to observe the tougher rides not ride them. And I'm like how can u not ride them?

So I managed to drag him to ride the Superman which is superfast rollercoaster! That twirls and drops at neckbreaking speed. The first initial drop is a 90 degree where u can actually see yourself heading straight to the ground. And it definitely did not help when one of the attendants told us, "don't worry guys, if you fall off try and aim for the grass". This was definitely a heart stopping ride. Check out the photos below. Just look at all those twists and turns. Insanity.

Right next to the Superman was the Lethal Weapon ride. Alphaman did not even budge from where he was standing, so I went alone. I literally could feel his fear as he looked at the monumental ride in front of him. This was the kind tat leaves your feet dangling as you spin, plunge and fly through out the sky. Mental I know but I was so pumped that nothing was gonna stop me. This ride had me screaming every curseword I know in every language that I could. It was freaky and such an adrenaline rush!!
There I go, up and away.

And there I go, round and round, upside down. Feeling my insides do a milkshake!

Still on an unbelievable high, I tried talking Alphaman into coming on the Batman with me. Which was basically a skyrocket type of contraption that shoots you up into the clear blue sky and then bringing you back down. My charm did not work on him, so again I went alone. And screamed out loud. The worst part of it all was waiting for the blasted thing to shoot us off into the sky. The anticipation was bad. The moment my feet touched the ground, I went for it again. Twice in a row.
Preparing for the ride.

Heart's a pounding!!

After riding the Batman, I told Alphaman, we need to ride the other rides again but he did not want to so I went back and did all the rides again. Yup, Superman and Lethal Weapon. Way too much fun. Before leaving, we caught the Parade of Stars as they paraded and performed for everyone down main street. In between, we also caught Marilyn performing a few songs for her audience and also a bank robbery courtesy of Bonnie & Clyde. It was a very entertaining place. At one point, there was this very sassy music playing out of nowhere and everyone was trying to find the source. The next thing you know, Catwoman pops out and does a dance number with her fellow "kitties" as backup dancers. Marilyn being driven around..

The Justice League doing their walk..

Shrek and Fiona..

Scooby and Shaggy..

Catwoman strutting her stuff..

Skydancer and Alphaman..

So that was it. Money was well spent and I have no regrets. One of my goals for the year has been reached and I am a happy camper. Why can't Genting Highlands here in Malaysia upgrade themselves?

happy birthday

2008-02-14T16:28:00.006+08:00

It's been awhile since I posted Eye Candies. So here we go. Cosmo Spain came out with 2008's men. But I chose a few to post. The rest didn't really rock my boat. Happy viewing. Whose your favourite?

Persoanlly, I thought last year's calendar was much more spicy and explosive.

let's get physical

2008-02-02T18:54:00.001+08:00

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Interesting.. I love the zombie quiz. It asks some very interesting questions. Try it out.

i'll be missing you

2008-01-20T23:55:00.000+08:00

An uncle of mine passed away about a week before Christmas last year. Here we were right in the midst of preparing the house, baking cookies, shopping for gifts and clothes when we get the call from my dad informing us what had happened. We were all utterly stunned. Stunned and speechless. No one could believe it. Cos he was very healthy and chose his daily routine carefully. And my dad was just speaking to him the day before about Christmas plans for the next week. And now he was gone.

All I could think of when I heard the words were his children. We're a close-knit family and we all grew up with each other so my heart immediately flew out to them. My duty was clear, I had to be with them to show my support and love. I was almost at wits end trying to decide if I should bring anything or what to say when I saw them or how to act. This was not gonna be an easy breezy thing for me. As tough as I am, I still lose it when it comes to hearing or seeing someone lose their parent or child. It literally tears me apart cos I keep putting myself in their shoes.

Which was exactly what happened when we arrived at my cousin's. My eyes were constantly wet from the tears I was holding back as I looked at my cousins sitting by their father's coffin holding his hands. Their mother was the picture of heartbreak. Her sobs and the constant tears streaming down her face was enough to break even the coldest of hearts. And behind her, her sisters sat giving her the silent support she needed. Each one, I'm convinced were thanking God that it was not them in her seat.

Throughout the evening, people came and went. Prayers were said, hymns were sung, alot of comfort and solace were given and received. I tried to keep my mind occupied cos it was definitely not a good time for me. I hate funerals. I hate not knowing what to do. And I hate watching people I love cry. Even my dad who is the most solid person I know was crying. It sucked.

But my cousins. My poor brave cousins were holding up better than I expected. I was so proud of them. But only God knows how much they were torn inside. I wanted to hold them and tell them everything was gonna be alrite. But I couldn't cos I didn't know if things were gonna be alrite or if things were ever gonna be the same again. My uncle was quite the dominant figure in our lives. He was not exactly my most favourite person in the world because of his powerful figure of authority appearance but that does not mean I did not respect him and cherish him for all the times we had. He raised his girls to be independent beings and he challenged them and made them the women they are today.

The cremation was the following day and it was a long tiring process for all involved. It was easy to see they were all drained physically and emotionally. I had no idea there were so many rituals and steps involved in preparing him and them for the final rites. It was a definite eye opener to a culture that is slowly distancing itself from me. Through out all this, I kept a special eye on my own dad. Nothing like tragedy to make you cherish your loved ones even more. A sad fact that I've come to notice in recent years. It is in times of tragedy, that differences and wrong-doings are forgotten and we all become one again.

To my cousins, my prayers and love are always with you.
To my uncle, may you be at peace.

mouth

2007-12-19T12:40:00.000+08:00

Two days ago, I had one of the most disgusting days I've ever had in a very long time. And I think I must have missed it on my calendar but it was International Bad Breath Day.

The day started out nice and sunny. Like any other day. I had an afternoon flight, so after getting ready, I boarded the bus to the airport when I encountered my first wave. He sat next to me, this guy might have been 40 something, balding, overweight and I knew from his appearance I was not gonna enjoy sitting next to him. And true enough, he didn't even have to talk to me and I could smell his BAD onion breath! He was breathing thru his mouth!! And I was dying! I turned the air vents above directly towards me to try to blow the stench away but no help. I couldnt even change seats cos the bus was full. I had half the mind to tell him to please try breathing the normal way! But I didn't and I suffered the whole way.

Wave 2 came from a passenger on my flight. It was about one hour into the flight and I was alone in the galley while the other crew was carrying out the service when along came this American guy, with extreme bad teeth that needed braces badly. He wanted to ask about the company and where-else do we fly to so I happily obliged him. I was sitting down and he was standing and all of a sudden, I caught a whiff of somethign foul. Like vomit. Sour curdled milk. I thought it was coming from one of the toilets. So I stood up and grabbed the airfresheners and lightly sprayed the galley. Then I stood next to him to continue our conversation. And the moment he opened his mouth, I felt faint. It was like a skunk had crawled in there and died! The smell. And my crew chose this time to come back to the galley with the cart cramping everything in the galley pushing me closer towards him with my life flashing before my eyes! I nearly passed out.

And then in Macau, after everyone had gone off the aircraft, the guest service staff came onboard to notify me of a slight delay at the immigration gates. And guess what? Yup, Wave 3 hit me. Woman's breath smelt like socks! Wet dirty old socks! I literally had to brace myself. And she kept coming closer to me like as though I can't hear what she has to say. Stupid bitch.

And finally Wave 4 came from another passenger. This time a handicapped guy who I had to help get into his seat and I had to bend over to help out on his seat belts and that was when he decided to speak and a cloud of wet nauseating air hit my face and I knew it was gonna take me a long time to forget the bad bad sensation. I had to run to the toilet to wash my face.

So please be wary of International Bad Breath Day. It's a bitch and it'll hit you when you least expect it. Stupid morons. I now carry mints and offer it whenever I get the slightest whiff of poor dental hygience.

taking chances

2007-11-26T20:30:00.000+08:00

On my last trip to the Gold Coast, I shared room with a female colleague, Luscious. It was cool. The girls are very comfortable around me and I have no problem with them. After checking in and unpacking, we changed and went out for dinner. Brought back a bottle of white wine. Me and Luscious and 2 other guys, Deejay and Rocky. We gossiped, talked, laughed, bitched and drank. After awhile, Rocky left us cos he was too tired. Then Luscious called it a night too. So it was me and Deejay on the balcony drinking the wine under the beautiful starry night. We were both high. And when I tried to stand I kept falling. I felt so foolish. Deejay was having the same problem. And we were flirting and subtly touching each other.

Me being the FLIRT that I am took every chance I could to run my hand thru his hair, or touch his face, or rub my legs against his. And I kept on hinting about how cold it was. To my defense, it really was cold. The wind was blowing. So we moved clsoer to each other. It felt so good to feel his warmth against my body. Finally, I couldn't stand it and told him, we really should go in. And we did. By this time, Luscious was already fast asleep with only one solitary nightlight on. I sat on my bed and he sat on the floor next to my bed. And I'm like "darling.. you know what? I think U should jsut stay over. It's too late, and you're too drunk."

And he went, "Ok.. I'll just sleep on the floor" To which I nearly screamed NO but instead calmy pulled myself to his ear, nudging his cheek and whispering "it's ok.. You're not my type, I won't touch you"

To which he stared at me and then took off his shirt and crawled into bed. Needless to say, I was only in my boxers by then. He pulled the blankets up to his neck then took his pants off. We just lay there talking. And I told myself, if this goes on, I might die of boredom. So I got up, repositioned myself and placed my head on his abs. Now that was mroe comfortable. And we spoke more. I cannot remember about what. All I know is my hands were rubbing his chest and he was holding my hand. Then my body just took over. And I climbed over him. And straddled him. And he was like, "waht are you doing?"

I touched his nipple and said "waht do you think?" I kissed his chest. And kissed his abs going lower to his boxers. And he stopped me. "No no no no no, Luscious is sleeping right there"

I told him, we'll be quiet. No one needs to know. And tried my best to yank his shorts off but couldn't. He was definitely much more stronger than me. I gave up and collapsed on him. And we jsut lay there. Basking in each other's warmth. I looked up and kissed him. And he kissed me back. Soft and tender.

We switched positions, spooning. Me inside. And I still did not give up. I reached back trying to grab his crotch but he was quicker than me! The bastard was playing hard to get. I turned to face him, and we kissed some more. I rolled on top of him and again straddled him, trying to slip his shorts off. But he held me in a deathgrip and never let go. We fell asleep, me in his arms.

It was nice.
I was kind of glad we didnt have sex. This was more fun. More connective and sensual. I was glad. I love the way he smells. Just lying there. Talking and falling asleep in his strong arms. The warmth of his body still lingers in my mind.

bleed it out

2007-10-29T10:51:00.000+08:00

I don't think I'll ever understand how people can be super best buds one day and then be sworn enemies the next day over something trivial and stupid. I understand friendship ends and people move on. But we move on because we grow apart or the chemistry fizzes out. But to abruptly end something that is so beautiful?

Case in point, Juicy, Melons, Stick and myself hang together all the time. We go for great dinners, party til they're puking and I'm holding back their hair, kiss and tell, bitch and gossip about everything under the sun, share the same passion for boys and basically just enjoy the life and beauty that destiny has given us.

Unfortunately, this Mighty Foursome is on it's last breath. Juicy and Melons have had a huge fallout. HUGE. Apparently Juicy didn't like the fact that Melons was becoming close to one of Juicy's ex-bestfriend and told her off with an ultimatum. Sort of a "It's either her or me, bitch". Melons was like, "whatever feud you have with her is between you and her. I've got nothing to do with it. I can be friends with whoever I want". Which in my eyes, is true. No one has the right to tell you who to be friends with. So Juicy took it as a betrayal and has pushed Melons away from her life. Which makes life for me and Stick DIFFICULT. Now the two of them cannot be in the same room together without me and Stick being caught in the bitchstares and battle for attention. And things are getting almost impossible. I can't talk to one girl without the other thinking I'm leaving her. Sigh..

I'm still great friends with Juicy and Melons. I can't choose teams. Cos if I do, I'll choose Team ME. And that's the truth. It's sad and almost childish what is happening here since the origin of this so called "war" is so trivial. It's like a bloody playground scenario all over again. I friend you. You friend me. So dumb. So stupid. So ridiculous.

gimme more

2007-09-26T17:18:00.000+08:00

Last Saturday, I was feeling abit under the weather, had a blocked nose. And we all know what a blocked nose can do to a person who is flying. Your eardrums will feel like they're gonna explode once the aircraft starts to descend. It's very bad on ur ears. To ease this pain, my doctor prescribed Menthol Crystals. Which are this little strips of crystal-like things that you dilute in boiling water and then breathe in the vapors. It's melts aways all the blockage and clears the nasal paths. it's very good. And I'm amazed by it's effectiveness. You can get it at any pharmacy.

So anyway, my supply had finished. Off I went to the nearest pharmacy to top it up. I got to the counter and the place was unusually crowded. The pharmacist was a nice ole lady whose son is a friend of mine. Anyway, for some reason unknown to me until today instead of asking for Menthol Crystals, I asked for Crystal Meth!!

She looked at me with her eyebrows arched in a surprise, "What?" I'm like "Crystal Meth, you know the one you take through the nose"

At this point, a two guys who were standing at my left had stopped what they were doing and had started whispering and then another girl to my right was giggling. And I'm thinking to myself, what is wrong? Did I pronounce it wrong?

The pharmacist looked me straight in my eyes and with a wink she said, "I think you mean Menthol Crystals."

And I instantly wished the cement beneath me would crack and swallow me whole! I was so embarassed!! It was Menthol Crystals not CRYSTAL METH!!!! Oh God.. now i realized why the guys were whispering, they were probably going "that airhead".

And to make matters worst, I had said "the one you take thru the nose" which is exactly how one would inhale Crystal Meth.

I looked at her and smiled my best grin and managed to laugh at myself then said sorry like ten times before paying which by this time she was also laughing and I'm pretty sure so were the guys and the otehr girl. Silly me.

F.Y.I: For those not in the know, Crystal Meth is also known as Ice and produces a feeling of euphoria when taken. Popular among clubbers. Btw, I know all this thru research not personal experience ;)

sorry seems to be the hardest word

2007-09-20T21:45:00.000+08:00

This is for you..

I'm sorry
I'm sorry you're sad
I'm sorry that you're hurting
I'm sorry that you think I hurt you
I'm sorry you couldn't find love
I'm sorry you were taken for a ride
I'm sorry that you're alone now
But most of all I'm sorry that you're a fool

A fool for believing in fairy tales
A fool for believing in prince charming
A fool for not looking in the enchanted mirror

I'm sorry
I'm sorry you think your world has fallen apart
I'm sorry your dreams have been crushed
I'm sorry you think I'm not your friend
But most of all I'm sorry that you couldn't see the truth

The truth that you fell in love with toxic
The truth that everyone saw it
And you didn't
The truth that all the time was wasted

I'm sorry
I'm sorry I wasn't there for you
I'm sorry for calling you pathetic
I'm sorry for giving you a hard time
I'm sorry for being part of your grief
But most of all I'm sorry that I have no regrets

cover girl

2007-09-11T20:00:00.000+08:00

I recently received this email in response to my profile on Fridae.

Hi Terry,
I must say I like ur profile. I like especially love your looks. And your attitude is jumping out from my computer. I'm gonna be in Kuala Lumpur next week from the 4th to the 9th and would very much like to meet you. I'll be staying in a 5 star hotel. With a chaffeured car picking me up from the airport and who will be at my disposal whenever I need him to be. We can do whatever you want. I just want to be near you. Please let me know as soon as you can.

xxxxx

Now.. this fella is almost 55!! He looks 54. And this email is filled with so much sterotypical innuendoes it makes me sick!! For one, why on earth is he telling me that he's gonna be staying in a 5star hotel and that he'll have a chaffeured car whenver he needs it? And two, what the crap does he mean by we can do anything you want?

I let him have it.

Dear xxxxx,

Thank you for your compliments and for responsing to my profile. I'm gonna go straight to the point and be honest with you. I am not your typical young guy. I am also not the kind of guy, you westeners seem to think thrive in Asian cities who are waiting for their knights in shining armor to come and take them away from their life of dullness and to a supposedly better life over there. I don't need anyone to buy me things. I don't need to stay in 5star hotels. I have my own car and my own money. And I buy what I need.

I'm sorry if I sound rude but I believe I am not the kind of guy you are looking for. I can't be with someone just because they fulfill my material needs. And i am definitely not gonna be with you just to fill that loneliness void.

til then..

And this is the reply i received today.

Dear Terry,

Thank you for being honest.

xxxxx

lil l o v e

2007-09-06T13:46:00.000+08:00

I turned 25 about a week ago and it was an exhausting 3night nonstop excuse to party!! Had way too much fun with alot of my favourite people. There were a few people who I wished could have joined me too but being so far away in the Land Down Under, I guess it was impossible but I still feel the love.

This year's bday celebration was abit more lowkey than last year. I don't know why.. I think I'm abit fed up with all the expectations people have about turning a year older and everyone wishes everyone would remember their bday. I don't. Never did. As long as I acknowledge my bday and am happy with what I did, I'm glad. Guess what? For the first time, in eons, I did not blow candles on any cakes this year. A break in tradition? Perhaps.. Am I glad? Maybe..

So anyway, a week before my bday, my mum suggests that instead of going all out and spending many and being indulgent on my bday, why don't I do something nice for a change? And I'm like "But spending money and partying is something nice!!" What she meant was giving back to society. Do a little charity work. I was appalled by the very thought but the more I thought about it, the more I liked it. So we hired a caterer to provide a nice scrumptious luncheon for the residents of The Little Sister Of Hope, an old folk's home.

Then on my bday, we drove over with the caterers just in time for lunch. We liad out the food, prepared the tables, laid out the plates and positioned ourselves as waiters. Then the clock struck noon and out they came. All wrinkled and bending over. Some surprising still in good health. Despite the age factor, they were all very pleasant and sweet. The head Nun called me out to the center of the dining hall, and everyone sang Happy Birthday then they took turns shaking my hand and giving me well wishes. I was moved to tears. It was like accepting an award.

Lunch was served and despite the nun's encouragement to go and make small talk, I refrained. One small step at a time please. Besides, I'm never one for small talk with strangers. Once everyone had their fill, we helped clean up. I must say the Elderly here are very efficient and not depended on people. I was very impressed.

I came home that day knowing I had done something good. Made me glow. It was my gift to myself. Maybe I should make it a tradition :) Besides, if Paris Hilton can change her outlook on life and become a cause for charity. So can I. But that doesn't mean, the wild partying has to stop. I can have my cake and eat it too!!

So yea.. that was the Angelina Jolie in me doing my bit for the world. The papparazzi didn't manage to get a pic of me doing my charity bit but they did crash our party at Loft. Here we are..

Til my next adventure..

rehab

2007-08-22T20:45:00.000+08:00

About a week ago, I had stayed up way too late watching the entire season of Ugly Betty (i'm addicted). I finally went to bed at 2.30am. I had to be up at 4 to catch the 4.45 bus to the airport. When the alarm rang, I cursed every freaking star in the sky and especially my decision to become a blue collar worker!! Long story short, I was on the bus at the appointed time which was almost full, I managed to get a seat at the back and placed my trolley bag on the seat beside me. I was not in the mood for human interaction. In 2 minutes, this family came onboard and my eye caught the eye of guy who was leading the family. He held my stare for a full 10 seconds then went to the back to arrange his family. He was CUTE. Tanned, geeky looking with glasses but cute. Very defined jaws. He came back to my row cos there was no more seats. I put my bag down, of course ;) I took one last look at him and looked out the window then closed my eyes. As cute as he was, I really needed to sleep. My leaned back against the seat making myself comfortable, pushing my arms to the side accidentally and also purposely brushing my arms against his bare arms. And left it there. I felt his warmth skin pulsing against mine.

To my surprise, he pressed his arms against mine in retaliation. Soon our entire upper arms were touching. I thought.. well this is getting interesting. I then spread my legs further apart and brushed it against his leg. He responded the same way. In fact, he was more enthusiastic! He started rubbing his leg against mine. And his hands which were on his lap, started trailing over to my lap. Slowly and discreetly. I re-adjusted my arms and positioned my jacket so that it covered my lap and his. He had his slingbag on his lap. I grabbed his bicep and started carressing it. His hand went further up my thigh and was soon touching me. And before u know it, he was slowly unzipping me!! All around us, people were sleeping and I'm positive his family was sitted behind us. But do u think i cared? My jacket was saving our modesty. My hand slid down to his waist and under his bag and I felt his bulge and unzipped him. Big fella.. for someone of an average frame. And so there we were, jerking each other in the middle of the morning. Without a care in the world. Me with my eyes closed the whole time and he probably staring at me the whole time.

It was a nice wake up call though.. Really woke me up. No one came though. It was just a mutual handjob and if things were abit more comfortable, I'm pretty sure things would have gotten more serious, knowing my track record. When we reached the airport, we zipped ourselves up. His hand was covered in my precum, I don't know what he did with his hand but I wiped my hand on my seat and washed it the moment I got off from the bus. I was abit worried that some might have stained my jacket. Thankfully nothing. We waited til everyone got off. As he walked off, he turned back to look at me, I gave my killer wink and he smiled back. And that was the last I saw him. When I got off he was talking to his family which from the looks of it looked like his wife, mother and brother. Don't know. Don't care.

So that was it. A very good wake up call. Seriously didn't expect it. Things like this just happen. And I for one am not complaining!

way i are

2007-08-10T02:10:00.000+08:00

Paris Hilton once said "life's too short to blend in". Definitely words to live by. I've always done my best to always stand out.

This is my favourite pic of the year. It's so amazing. The colour, the composition, the feel. And the best part, it's not posed. It was a natural shot. Foreground, dark and brooding. Background, light and summery.

fly like a bird

2007-08-10T00:28:00.000+08:00

A friend recently came up to visit me. I was very touched by his gesture and effort. The initial plan was to go on holiday to some paradise island somewhere but alas winds of destiny had other plans for us. It's either we could get the rooms but could not get the tickets OR we got the tickets but not the rooms. So we stayed in good old Kuala Lumpur. His place in Novotel was not a bad location as I had thought in the beginning. It's walking distance to everything and it felt like I was on holiday in some foreign land. For real!

On one of the days, we found ourselves somewhere near Lake Gardens and I thought why not? It's been awhile since I was at the bird park. So in we went. It was fun. Kind of humid. And the birds seem very happy. All in lush gorgeous colours. Especially the peacocks!! We were on the lookout for pelicans cos there were manmade pelican trashcans everywhere but we could locate any!! Until we were at the end of our journey, that's when we saw two of them!

Check out the shimmery colour on his feathers. I'm in awe.

Once again, the natural colours are fantastic. For some reason, the name of these birds are not coming to me. But here they are in a feeding frenzy!

Brilliant red!! We saw another bird that was almost stork-like but smaller near the swamps/rivers and it was ruby red!! Such a stark contrast to the green surroundings. Couldn't get a proper pic of it so this guy would have to do.

I've always been intrigued by owls even before Harry Potter came and made them vogue. There were I think 4 species of owls on display here and they were all freaky yet majestic at the same time. Especially the eyes.

This fella was enjoying his meal when we interupted him for a shoot.

Me doing the tourist thing. You can't see it, but there's another fella on my shoulder. He swooped in just as Patrick was snapping the shot. And they had sharp sharp claws with megastrong grips!!

All in all, this is Mother Nature's pallete. And it was most impressive. Was completely spellbound at some points when the birds took flight especially the storks. And I swear, when some of the peacocks came near us with their head held high, I had goosebumps!! And it was so humbling to notice that the male of all the species here were much more attractive than the female. We saw so many males preening themselves!

The only thing that sort of spoilt the whole beauty was the presence of trash in some spots. Such uncivicness among people nowadays. But I'd still say the bird park is in a much better state than our zoo. I had a blast. I trust Patrick did too ;)

stranger

2007-07-25T11:51:00.000+08:00

Was having dinner with Diamonds, Sapphire and Karats last night at a very popular streetside restaurant. This place is located in one of KL's most notorious places but it is known for it's good food and good prices. So there we were, eating the seafood delicacies. Actually it was more Diamonds and me that were gorging ourselves on the shellfish. Sapphire and Karats stuck to the tried and tested meals. It was raining and we were sitting under the umbrella with the passing cars and colourful people as entertainment. It was literal pig-fest. When it came to the bill, we decided to split it. Me and Diamonds paid for our seafood fiesta while Sapphire and Karats paid for theirs. But the road to paying glory was not an easy one. Becos the bill-collector was this old Chinese woman who could not make out what our orders were. She didn't speak English and we didn't speak Chinese save for Karats. So it was this huge chaos as she tried to figure out who had what and we explaining who had what. And then she called the other workers to come and help her figure it out. At one point, we had about 5 of them surrounding our table including the chefs! All talking excitedly and heatedly. I was in fear for my life. Cos they did not look friendly (don't forget this is gangster territory). I grabbed Sapphire's hand for my own comfort. Needless to say everyone was looking at our direction!! After what seemed like a court trial, our bill was settled.

The table next to us, was occupied by 2guys. Both abit sleazy looking but sexy in a VERY dirty way. Esp one of them. I didn't tell the others this cos they would freak out and die. So anyway, the 2 guys had a bottle of Chivas on the table with them and were happily emptying it. And through out our "bill trial" the better looking of the two started hitting on Diamonds quite blatantly. I caught the eye contacts and the subtle hinting cos I've had my share of it in clubs and bars. I finally told Diamonds to please ignore them and I'm pretty sure she was already ignoring them. And then he shifted his attention to me. And it was so plain obvious what he was trying to do. He was doing all sorts of actions and hints, asking me to leave the table and come over and join them. And I'm like.. How RUDE. I'm with friends. And any one of these girls could have been my girlfriend! My conclusion was this guy was just plain horny and just wanted to get laid and he would take anything or anyone he could. Sad.. Very sad.

And this again leads me to the plain old adage of why is it always the unpretty ones who dare come up to you and ask you out or even try their luck? This has been the topic of countless debates between my posse and me and our conclusion was that it's because they've got nothing to lose. Which is true. If at first you don't succeed, try try again. Sigh..

I read somewhere that Sex Favors The Bold. I find that true. Very true. Heaven knows I'd still be a virgin if I hadn't always acted on my thoughts.

la isla bonita

2007-07-12T19:17:00.000+08:00

Hola people!

Got back from Bali a few weeks ago with my best buds PY and NZ. And it was amazing! This was my return trip to the island paradise and I must say the magic is still there. I explored more of the island this time around and got to see things that held me breathless. Last time, I only concentrated on Kuta and all it's chaoticness and urban happening and beach boys. This time around, went out to Tanah Lot to visit the gorgeous temple in by the shore. Which is only accessible during lowtide. Went to Ubud, not really sure why we went to Ubud but we did. Saw lots of paddy fields. Enough to last me a lifetime. Went to Jimbaran where we stayed in the gorgeous Puri Bambu which is a paradise in itself. Such a secluded and quiet place. I daresay we were the noisiest there. The four days quickly ended (as all good things normally do) and we were soon back to the old status quo. But the memories and the feel of Bali is still with us.
Us doing what we do best. Camera whoring. This is officially our first pic of the trip!

PY wrote a brilliant review of our trip. Check it out and the pics too. Honeystar's Paradise Bali.

Our first night in Bali was spent in this hidden place in Legian called Bamboo Bed and Breakfast (BBB). Someone misread it as Banana Bed and Breakfast when i smsed him. That certain someone needs to get a stronger pair of glasses ;) BBB has 8 pretty rooms. The doors are pink in colour which is in contrast to almost everything else in the place. After checking in and all, we ventured out on foot. And walked and walked and walked. Exploring everything in sight. The sun began to set and we found ourselves on the beach. We then walked some more in the dark and found ourselves in Kuta! We eventually found our way back to BBB. Kuta at night is different from Kuta at day. But you never feel the sense of doom or danger there. You're perfectly safe. We played cards on our first night. Old Maid, Happy Family, Snap, Fishing. It was sheer childhood fun. It was simple yet enjoyable. Cos we were laughing and talking about things. We then ventured out to McDonald's for a bite. Which was a good half hour to get there. Came back and carried on with our "girltalk" And being typical A-listers we had E on the whole time to keep us up to date with our friends in Hollywood.
The pink doorThis is my fav bathroom of all the places we stayed. The mirror was huge. It was big and airy and it was outdoors. And it had this amazing showerhead which I'm still raving about til today ;)

Next day, we did a little shopping and changed hotels to Massa Inn in Kuta. Can you believe we passed this place twice or was it thrice the night before trying to locate it and we never did! It's like it popped out of nowhere! The location of this hotel is good. Right smack in the middle of the infamous Poppies Lane 1. Altho Poppies Lane 2 is where it's at now. We went down to the beach. Didn't do any Sports Illustrated shots cos we were afraid for our cameras. So I'm leaving that to ur imagination. The girls were in bikinis and I was in board shorts. I frolicked out into the waves. Enjoying it's caresses. The girls stayed on the beach doing their thing. And their thing on this day was getting sand into their bikini bottoms! We didn't manage to get a good tan despite the sun being superstrong. But it was amazing being on the beach. Checking out all the semi nude guys.

Massa Inn. Not gonna show you the interior. Nothing to shout about.

At night, we did our thing. Clubbing. Or at least the girls did. I met up with Derrick and we had a little chat away from all the noise. We started the night in Macaroni which had very interesting interior deco and their bathrooms were mirror mazes! This is the sink.

This is us, in the room about to head out.

We had pre-party drinks then I saw batman arrive on his bat-bike. The girls lived it up in Embargo where they got hit on left and right. So proud of my ladies that night. Wish I could have seen them in action. Got home, drunk and we bought this awesome too die for greasy pizza as after party snacks!

The next day, we visited a local performance show. I think it was called Barong Dance or something. I tell you, the drama in this show is worst than some of the drama you find on soap-operas! And the costumes!! Amazing!

The best part, we couldnt make out what was happening at most parts so we started guessing and I think we were pretty satisfied with our conclusions. This is us at the show. Post hangover!

After the show, we went to this place with gardens and gardens and intricate ornaments and very detailed carvings. It's owned by some rich guy who decided to make it a public place. Very nice of him. It's sort of like a secret garden thing.

We then journeyed to Sukawati to get tons of cheap stuff at bargain prices. We were literally in heaven! We did a quick pitstop in Ubud to check out the paddy fields. And along the way to Tanah Lot, our driver banged into this woman on a bike. It was very comical actually, cos I was asleep and I woke up just in time to see her in front of us and then sailing into a ditch (or at least I think it was a ditch, PY and NZ said it wasn't) But she survived to die another day and so did we. Needless to say, we were wide awake after that. We weren't very happy with our driver before this incident cos we were convinced he was taking us for a ride. He must have recognized us as the celebs we were and was taking us to all this paparazzi-infested places. Damn him. Can't even remember his name. And after this accident, we didn't like him even more. Stupid fool should keep his eye on the road.

But once we got to Tanah Lot, it was a whole different story. The beauty and majesty of the temple and the shores were amazing!! I was truly spellbound! A temple on the beach. How more inspiring can you get.

The last pic was taken by that fabulous photographer NZ. PY and me call it our honeymoon pic. Isn't it simply gorgeous? Check out the sky. It's so white!

We finally checked into Puri Bambu in Jimbaran. That wonderful place secluded away from prying eyes. Jimbaran has nothing to offer but peacefulness and relaxation especially if your hotel is anything like Puri Bambu. We had initially decided to walk out for seafood but decided to stay in and pig out on room service. But not before a dip in the icy ICY cold waters of the pool. It was freezing but invigorating! We spent the night talking and chilling. Tired from the day's adventures. I think we passed out one after the other.

Following day, we took the shuttle to Kuta where we did our last minute shopping in I think three hours. We had only one thing on our minds and that was to shop shop shop. The girls introduced me to LUSH and my money found it's home. Also bought tons of donuts from Krispe Kreme. And we went mental buying DVDs which were unbelievably cheap!
Lush goodies

Me trying very hard to crack open the donut box. It's built like a timebomb! But doesn't my hair look amazing?

All in all Bali was paradise. Had a blast. Especially because I went with two of my most favourite people in the world. The things we did, the stuff we shared. It was not only our mind and body that got relaxed and renewed but also friendship grew tighter. This was our first trip overseas together and I'm proud to say we had an amazing time.

This is my 5 fav Bali moments.

1) When we were in Puri Bambu, NZ had told us that it was so amazing that the rooms came with microwave ovens. Me and PY looked at each other spellbound. Really? It turns out it was the safe box. We had a very good laugh.
2) Massage. The massages were cheap and unbelievable. As you may have noticed we are very indulgent people. So we indulged in massages. The ones we had in Kuta was so relaxing. And the ones in Puri Bambu were satisfying.
3) When we staying in BBB, for some reason, our air-cond had a mind of it's own. It kept on switching off and on thru out the night which drove PY mad. At some points it was hot, and at other points it was cold! Madness.
4) Playing card games in BBB. Such a delightful time. Reliving our childhood and laughing trying to outdo each other esp me trying to keep a straight face playing old maid. I still laugh thinking about it.
5) Bargain hunting in the streets of Kuta and making jokes with the local merchants and trying our best to slash the prices. We rock at shopping.

candyboy

2007-07-03T22:04:00.000+08:00

This was taken on the last day in Bali. The hotel was Puri Bambu located in Jimbaran. It's an extremely gorgeous place. Quiet and beautiful. So much greenery and lushness. Feels like walking into a whole new world where war and crime do not exist. We were inspired to have a little mini photoshoot. This is mine. With a tree. Don't look too much into it. Check out the tree and it's branches and even the background. Very scenic. I like the shots alot. Taken simultaneously by the ever stunning Honeystar and brilliant Nazi.

Very GQ magazine material ;)

summer love

2007-06-26T11:05:00.000+08:00

I was recently posted to Kota Kinabalu to fly the flights from that base for 2 weeks. Actually about 16 days. I was very apprehensive at first and thought what did I do to deserve this? I had alot going for me in KL and I had alot of planning to do before my trip to Bali end of the month. So tried as I could to swap it with someone, I couldn't. So with a heavy heart I went for it. And guess what? I had the time of my life!! I was a huge hit over there. HUGE HIT. Stayed in Promenade and was treated like a king. Everything was walking distance. Spent my days there walking from one point to another. Just walking and taking in the sites and letting the locals take in my sight ;) I was a regular tourist.

This is the view from my room.

Spent the first few days exploring and sightseeing. I love doing this. Just walking and getting lost in the surroundings. Met up with Azhar I think my 5th day there and he took me to the markets where everything is extremely cheap, colourful and FRESH. Check out the veges and esp the chilies! The colours! And i adore vege.. I wanted to buy them which was ridiculous.

We then went to the seafood section. And the smell had me retching. Even now looking at the photos, I can still smell the seawater and the blood and all the fish. Lord.. I'm feeling woozy. But the fish were extremely fresh. You can still see some of the gills moving. And there were so many varieties. From stingrays to crabs and weird coloured fishes and HUGE fishes. But the smell..

And some of the fishmongers were cleaning and gutting the fish and you could see the innards being pulled out. I could have passed out. But truth be told, some of them were hunky! The mongers not the fish. And they were topless ;) Leave it to me to notice men in a bloodbath.

And until today I cannot tell what this is. Some weird underwater plantation. And I'm not sure what is in the plastic containers either. They look like intestines. Or gall bladders.

After that, we walked thru the clothes part of the market and got approached by porn peddlers. Then we went to look at massage parlours. And got approached by a particularly hot massuer named Jimmy who guaranteed a good massage. Very good. I should mention here that in that 2weeks I was in KK, I must have gone for like 5 or was it 6 massages. I must have tried every place the city had to offer. But none gave me a happy ending ;) Even Mr Jimmy.

Flying in KK was a breeze. The flights were short and simple. The heat however was unbearable. Could have died. But survived. Part of the city, somewhere after LeMeridien towards Hyatt had a park. And in this park there were all this weird structures which to my eyes served no purpose. They looked like pillars. Patrick says they're pots. I'm not too sure about that Patrick..

And at one point there was this huge splash of colours on the buildings! I was very intrigued. I'm all for colours. These buildings are flats with shophouses at the bottom. And it's quite cosy walking thru them. And you can get from point to another by walking using the elevated colourful pedestrian walk. From this mall to the next. Very ingenious.

There was this gelato/ice cream place near my hotel called Scoops. Which was a bad idea. Cos I was there almost every other day. And each time I tell myself I must take a pic of what I ordered. But it never happens. Cos after one spoon or one lick, I just couldn't stop. So to make up for the lack of gelato pic here, here is the overall look. The taste is to die for! Esp the chocolate orange! Smooth and tart.

So there you have it, my 2weeks went by in a flash. And what I thought was gonna be the death of me turned out to be the highlight of my year thus far. I met such interesting and wonderful people. Patrick being one of them ;) Really like the city. It's small. Quiet. But I don't think I could live there. In that 2 weeks, I've explored every nook and cranny of it. If I lived there, I'd go mad with mentalness. I also had the time to check out the islands Manukan and Sapi but I didn't take photos as I had left my phone back in the hotel. Didn't want to risk me dropping it or misplacing it. But the islands were nice. Esp Sapi. My return trip to Sabah would be to go to Sipadan. Someone close recommended it alot. I even had a free hair highlight! How cool is that? Yes.. I now have blonde highlights. It was silver initially then got switched to blonde. For free. Don't ask how or why.

On recommendation of my heartbeat HoneyStar i checked out this wonderful place called Little Italy. And the food is to die for! Very good Italian cuisine. Took pics of my first visit. Didn't take photos of my subsequent visits. Their bread basket comes with 4 varieties of bread. And their pastas are handmade. And the drinks come in cool pitcher like glasses.

Upperstar (about a block away) had nice drinks and ok ok food. Cheap drinks and the atmosphere was excellent. The view was amazing as we were upstairs on the balcony and you can people watch. But my eyes kept coming back to the person in front of me. The smoky silver of his hair kept caressing my thoughts ;)

All in all, KK was good to me. Very good. I enjoyed it alot. And am definitely pondering making a coming back visit. Lots to look forward to on my return trip. Azhar and the girls say I should. And I just might. But i'm also glad to be back to the old status quo. Nothing like home.

makes me wonder

2007-06-01T12:41:00.000+08:00

These are recent pics taken at Nazlyn's sister's wedding. A good event. Really felt the family love and togetherness and it was great seeing Nazlyn glow from all her pride and love. I was so proud of her. Running around getting everything and everyone together and yet she looked so poised and elegant at the same time.

This is us. Me, Nazi, Vis and PY. The awesome foursome. This is one of our last times together as a foursome cos Vis is now with SIA and that means Singapore has claimed him. But don't we all look amazing?! Esp Nazi with her eyes all done up.

And this is us doing what we do best. Gossiping.

then you look at me

2007-05-27T20:42:00.000+08:00

A few weeks ago, I decided to do something I don't normally do. I stepped out of my comfort zone and altered my hairstyle. What used to be spiky and gravity defying was now flat and humble. And this is how it is when i'm at home. Just me being my humble self. I stepped out in this style and got good responses all around. Some were shocked at how i looked and some said it doesn't suit me cos it does not represent my wild side. I'm like W H A T E V E R. But overall response was good.

BUT with this new style came new problems. People were approaching more and more. Most of the time, with my previous style, I sort of have an intimidating presence and a devil-may-care attitude which prevents alot of people from actually striking up a conversation with me unless they're really confident and daring. But with this new style, everyone was talking to me!

On the ride to work, this guy in front of me asked me for the time and then proceeds to talk about the weather. I'm looking at him in disbelief and just nodding and he's smiling and going on about the weather. And on that same ride a woman asks me about flight timings in and out of Macau and after I tell her she proceeds to tell me about her holiday plans which I seriously do not give a damn for. Out shopping, random people stop to ask me this and that. Often stupid trivial stuff. I feel like I'm wearing a "Feel free to approach and talk to me" sign.

Don't get me wrong. I welcome all sorts of human interaction but alot of the time, I just don't wanna talk to people. Seriously. So despite the good response, I've returned to my old hair which served me very well. And back to my regular diva-self.

I learned a lesson from all this, I look good no matter what ;) Sorry no pics!

you make me sick

2007-05-14T19:15:00.000+08:00

SICK SICK SICK. I hate couples who dress alike! Colour coordinating is ok. BUT this one takes the cake. Lord.. help us all..

where the streets have no name

2007-05-14T18:18:00.000+08:00

Had a big case of mistaken identity recently while on MSN. I have a friend who frequently uses the nick FallenAngel. In fact, it's become her solid calling card. We were close awhile back, always hanging out and talking about life and our dreams but grew apart recently. In fact, we only speak on MSN nowadays and ou conversations are polite and I guess we try to be as we were once but it just doesn't happen. So anyway, she went in for surgery a few months back. She says it's to remove a cyst or something but I suspect it's for cosmestic reasons ;) Being the caring friend that I am, i spread the word and we got a card sent out to her and never got back a thank you. So we assumed she died on the operating table.

Then a few weeks back, discovered her back online and we chatted for awhile. I never bothered asking her about the card. And life went back to normal. Today, I saw her online. Didn't bother to message her. She messaged me instead. And we spoke for awhile. I asked her how she was and so on. Then I asked when we were gonna meet and she said we can meet this week. Then the politeness in me came out and asked her how is she recovering from her surgery. And she asked me, "What surgery?"

I told her the surgery you went for in March. And she was like, "I didn't go for any surgery. U must be dreaming." I insisted, "No, you told me a few months back you went for surgery. I even sent you an get well card which i never got a thank you."

And she went on denying it. At this point, I thought to myself, this bloody bitch. She must have casually lied to me back then when I asked her out for a drink and she came up with this excuse of having to go in for surgery. And promptly forgot about it now. Which also explains why she didn't say thank you for the card. Cos she was guilty!! The dirty whore! I was so ready to attack her when I got this next message, "Are you sure you got the right person?"

Which sent me into turmoil. Uh oh.. Did i get it wrong? I checked the nick. Yea.. it was FallenAngel. I checked my contacts. Yea.. It was her. No way I could be wrong. No way no way. Then I saw another FallenAngel at the bottom. That was her. This was somebody else who had smartly changed HIS nick. I was flabbergasted. I was in shock. I wanted to die. I was like you fool!! Couldn't you tell me who you were in the first place? Lord.. I feel like such a fool.

Needless to say.. I was embarassed for all the thoughts and feelings I had. Sorry to the original FallenAngel. But you had it coming anyway.

grace kelly

2007-05-04T13:27:00.000+08:00

These covers caught my eyes for different reasons. Rolling Stone never fails to amaze us with their cover shots. And this one is no different. It's been awhile since Rose was on any cover let alone nude. So it's qutie refreshing to see her. I like the shot alot. Classy.

Whereas the Carmen Electra one below has me in bewilderment. Where are her nipples?! Totally airbrushed away!! And are those chocolate coins on her or what? Nice shot too. Just abit sleaze. Then again, it is FHM.

these are a few of my favourite things

2007-04-27T18:11:00.000+08:00

One of my most favourite words in the English Language is the word SALE. Just seeing the word sends shivers up and down my spine. Hearing it in conversations makes my heart beat faster with loving anticipation. Oh how I enjoy a good shopping spree. Nothing holds me back. No one can stop me as I flit from store to store. Retail therapy is the best kind of therapy. The thrill of choosing your items, the excitement of hunting for something new and the satisfaction of knowing your money has been well spent. I love shopping for anything anywhere. CDs, books, handphones, clothes, furniture. I can go hours and hours just walking and going thru every store. This is my element and I know how to work it.

I do my best shopping when I'm alone. Cos there is nothing to distract me. There are alot of fickle people out there who can never make up their mind and there are many who can't keep up with me. Like I said, once I set my eyes on something ain't nothing gonna hold me back. To illustrate, back when I was holidaying in Kathmandu, we were shopping at this extremely popular street. Bargains galore and things as far as the eye could see. The group I was with was content with browsing and just casually spending their time. They had no respect for retail. There were things to be bought!! So leaving them behind, I ventured out on my own. When my hands were tired from carrying all my purchases, I bought a huge backpack and stuffed everything in thus leaving my hands free to carry more things. When I was at last spent and content, I realized to my amazement I was hopelessly lost. I had lost track of my bearings in my mad wonder spree. So I wandered the streets of Kathmandu trying to find a landmark I remembered and also asking strangers for directions which wasn't much help cos it just kept sending me in circles. I could already visualize tomorrow's papers TOURIST FOUND DEAD HUGGING SHOPPING. No way was I gonna let some wannabe thug rob me of my shopping! But just when I had given up all hope I saw my group again and needless to say I ran to them.

I even enjoy shopping when it's nonSALE days. Just walking and emersing myself in all the retail. Makes me feel complete. I enjoy grocery shopping too and usually end up with more than what I had intended to buy ;) But my favourite places to shop are CD stores and bookshops. These places are heaven on earth for me and I'm like a kid in a candystore! I just go mad with all the choices and it is at these places that my money is most spent at.

Yesterday, there was a warehouse clearance sale on books in a huge HUGE warehouse. Needless to say I was there with my sister who shares my passion for books. I had to steady myself on her when I saw the rows and rows and mountains mountains of books. It was heaven. Only problem is nothing was categorized or alphabetized which is normally the case for sales like this. So you would find a kiddie book lying next to a how to spice up your sex life book. The assortment of books were mindboggling. We had a field day. Spending up to 5hours just book hunting and scanning all the titles. I even found a book called COOKING CRAWLIES which had recipes and pictures on how to cook bugs, worms, snails, crickets. I dropped the book of course. Not my cup of tea.

We spent just above 400ringgit. Which was a good deal cos I found so many good books and memorabilia that I've been searching for. It was money well spent. But carrying the books was not an easy task. Still it was a good spree.

It's no wonder that I alwasy struggle to budget myself. But I'm getting better at saving. And who knows one day I might have even saved up enough to buy a house.

Happy shopping! And here's to the next Big Sales!

for your eyes only

2007-04-15T15:21:00.000+08:00

I want to see these on our streets. I want to see half naked men (and women) as I drive by on the highway. Or stuck in traffic somewhere in this forsaken city. Sigh..

This is just another self indulgence post. Nothing serious. Just fun. Do enjoy.

caught in the moment

2007-04-06T12:00:00.000+08:00

This is a true paparazzi snap. Don't you think? I having so much fun last weekend that I didn't even realize there were cameras around. And look where my photo ended up?

But truth is, I LOVE this picture. You can see every detail of my gorgeous shirt. You can see all the features of my facial structure. And the chain I was wearing is so perfectly draped on my chest. My hair all done up and gravity defying. And the bottle so clear and poised. It's a good shot. I like it. Which is why I agreed to it being used. It's a great shot. Congratulations to Ayu who took it. It's easy to get good shots when you have a beautiful subject ;)

I totally can see how celebrities can get caught up in the moment and then having their pics turn up in the local tabloids or internet. But I'm very happy with this shot so no complains from me.

Story behind the photo is... It was a friend's birthday. Bottles after bottles were opened and I think this was like the last bottle left so there was competition going on to see who could finish it or something like that or who could swallow for the longest time. Mine was exactly ten seconds. Mind you, I was already extreme tipsy by that time, and I really didn't want to down the bottle NEAT but I thought what the heck? I'm only young once. So i swallowed as much as i could for ten seconds before giving it up. AND did i burn!! My teeth, my gums, every cavity in my mouth was on fire!! And my throat was screaming for help! Whatever germs were in my mouth that night, definitely did not survive. And I am proud to say, I did not throw up altho I came very close to but I didn't.

So here's to the next party! And to the paparazzi all around the world!

sittin up in my room

2007-04-01T22:29:00.000+08:00

This weekend, I finally managed to repaint my room. And I'm sharing the results. It took 2 whole days. To move out everything and then do the preliminary stuff, and then mix the paints, and then actually start painting. Then move everything back in. Backbreaking! But it's a change of colour and scene so I'm glad.

And not to mention, in the midst of all this, I still managed to find the energy and time to go clubbing on Saturday. Came back at 6am. Was in church at 10am. Then back to doing up my room immediately after that. Haven't slept since.

I wanted to do a very disco-ey effect but I decided in the end, the cost would be ridiculous and it would be too time consuming. But this is good enough. The colour is cooling and soothing.

God knows how long this colour scheme will stick with me. Stay tuned for more episodes of Terry's DIY workshop.

i think we're alone now

2007-03-27T12:43:00.000+08:00

A few days ago, my mum was sitting outside in the porch under the mango tree, cutting fruits for tea enjoying the breeze. She's been under alot of stress lately and she always finds it a relief to be under the tree.

Okay, so you know how everyone in Bangsar puts a garbage can outside their house to guard their special parking spot? Well, my household is no different. My parents actually take turns staying up to see who had dared to remove the garbage cans and park their unsightly cars on our spot and then of course they'll unleash a whole mess on the criminal regarding how they have no manners and no courtesy blah blah blah.

So on this particular day, mum was actually killing two birds with one stone. She was enjoying the cool breeze and was waiting to see which fool had parked his car at our spot.

I received this sms from her later in the day.

"I did not know how stressed out I am til this incident. Just now this chinese pig (he actually looks like one) moved his van from our parking space dragging our dustbin with it and he had the nerve to laugh. So i went outside to put it back. The van stopped cos the cover got stuck under the van. The ugly pig had the nerve to ask me what? So I gave it back to him. All of a sudden, the ugly pig rushes back into his van with a horror look on his face. Only then I realize I was still holding the knife in my hand! So there"

So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, do not mess with my Mama. She'll shred you. God knows what the fella must be thinking. I know for sure he'll never darken our parking spot again.

this kiss

2007-03-19T13:46:00.000+08:00

I came across this a few weeks back and have been meaning to share it with you guys but kept on procastinating. But here I go. LoveFilm.com listed the "Top 10 Best Big Screen Kisses EVER" online the other day and the "Brokeback Mountain" reunion kiss between Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal was named the #1 best screen kiss of all time!

Here is the full list from LoveFilm.com.

1. Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger in "Brokeback Mountain"
2. Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard in "Breakfast at Tiffany’s"
3. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie in "Mr. and Mrs. Smith"
4. Clark Gable and Vivien Leigh in "Gone With The Wind"
5. Sarah Michelle Gellar and Selma Blair in "Cruel Intentions"
6. Deborah Kerr and Burt Lancaster in "From Here To Eternity"
7. Al Pacino and John Cazale in "Godfather"
8. Colin Firth and Renee Zellweger in "Bridget Jones’ Diary"
9. Toby Maguire and Kirsten Dunst in "Spiderman"
10. Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey in "Dirty Dancing"

I'm actually not surprised with the results. That kiss has won them awards and a lot of movie magazines and websites have even proclaimed it as the best kiss ever. And it's true. You've never seen so much passion. Alot of my girlfriends agree too. One even went as far as to say she has never seen a straight couple kiss with so much passion before. So kudos to the boys. I like the #9 spot too. That whole upside down kiss thing was totally out of this world!! Very superhero!! And who can forget SMG and Selma's kiss in Cruel Intentions?! Totally scandalous.

Happy kissing!

freedom

2007-03-19T12:45:00.000+08:00

This weekend was supposed to be a weekend full of dancing and merry making. I had plans for Friday night, Saturday night and even Sunday night! All involving dancefloors, shots of alcohol, beautiful people and tons of glamor. BUT i only made it to Friday night. After a hard night of partying, I woke up on Saturday with an unusually high body temperature. In fact, it felt like i was on fire. And getting out from bed was like walking through a glass door. I was thinking to myself, this is a really bad hangover. An hour later, i realized it was not hangover. I was really sick. By then, i was coughing, sneezing, wheezing, in extreme pain. My whole body felt raw. Moving was too painful and despite my fever, I was constantly freezing!! I bet i was the only person in this tropical heat who was wrapped up in a blanket.

The doctor gave me tons of medication with so much instructions. This is for morning, this is for night, this is for after meals, this is for before meals, this is that, this is this. Madness.. By nightfall, I was feeling close at death's door. When I was a kid, I used to grab a pen and paper and start writing out my will whenever I felt sickly. Mum would always call me a drama queen. Yes ladies and gentlemen, Mum freely uses the word queen on me ;) But I always say better be safe than sorry.

On Sunday, i had lost all taste sensation in my mouth. My tongue felt like concrete. It was a bad feeling. Felt like rubbing cili padi on it to awaken the dulled tastebuds. The medication i was taking was really working cos I was seriously drugged up on Sunday. Felt like i was in a daze the whole day. But today I'm all ok. Feeling much better. Just abit angry cos I wasted the weekend.

But it's ok.. There are more weekends to come ;)

it's all coming back to me

2007-03-12T12:35:00.000+08:00

This is the most romantic definition of the term dejavu that i've ever heard. So i'm sharing it with you guys.

"It is most common in people under 20.I believe it is a jump in time, a brief connection to a previous lifetime. Toddlers often remember things from previous lifetimes when they see them. Deja vu is a momentary flash of memory of a previous lifetime. It happens so quickly that you don't have time to analize it. Something you see sparks this flash of memory of a previous life lived. Because the concious brain cannot analize it because it happens so fast and is connected to a time before your brain was even born, it is interpreted as a memory of having "done this before." It is really your SOUL remembering that it was alive in a time before this.Others will argue that it is a glitch in the wiring of the brain. But when it happens, you know inside it is real.
It is a window into a time before this time, when your soul was inside a different body. Your brain interprets this the only way it knows how, as a memory of "I've done this before." I believe it may indicate that here is an important life lesson coming up that up you lived through before and did not fully pass or understand so get ready, here comes the same test again."

Personally, when I have a moment of dejavu, it just freaks me out cos my hair stands on it's end and i get a slight electric impulse running thru my body. Like something's not right here. But it's a nice feeling.

What do you think?

bad day

2007-02-28T17:12:00.000+08:00

Two days ago, my world came tumbling down. And i was not prepared for it. Cos everything was going so well. And flowers were singing to me and the sun was smiling for me and suddenly BOOM BOOM BOOM. Darkness enveloped everything in the Kingdom Of Terence.

It started as a normal Tuesday morning. Went to work with a healthy mind. Was telling myself, today will be a good nice flight. Then discovered I was flying with one of the most ruthless Commanders in the company. He was known far and wide for his demandingness and arrogance. Told myself, it's ok. I'm a professional, i can do this. And it certainly didn't help that he and I had our little differences in the past and didn't quite get along. Briefed my crew to be prepared for any sudden change of moods and if i seem agitated thru out the flight, please bear with me. Throughout the first 2 sectors, everything was good. We were even earlier than expected. Then enroute to our second destination, we discovered we had mistakenly left a guest at the gate. I don't know why, but we turned back. Thankfully we were still on ground. I was called into the cockpit and I braced myself for the coming tirade.

Once back at the terminal, opened the door, brought in the left behind guest when all of a sudden someone screamed! I turned my head in time to see someone collapsing and someone else grabbing on to that person. A woman had gone into epileptic fits. And her husband was shouting for help. I immediately responded. Shouted at my crew for backup and to page for a doctor. Grabbed hold of the woman who was now just shaking violently. Her husband had put his finger into her mouth to prevent her from choking on her tongue. I was scared ot death she would stop breathing and I really did not want to give her CPR altho if it came to that, i would but I really didn't want to. I decided the next best thing was to administer oxygen. Grabbing the nearest oxygen bottle, i turned it on and then i realize there was blood on her face. Where was the blood coming from?! From her hubby's finger. She had bit down on it. Oh.. the mayhem!!

Placed the oxygen mask on her face and thank GOD there was a doctor onboard who offered his help. An ambulance was already on the way and everything was beginning to get back to normal. We offloaded her and her husband and son. Keep it mind, that it decided to rain torrentially right then and we don't use aerobridges cos it's an open bay. So wet i became. After everything was settled down, closed the door and we took off. Had to interview the doctor and a few of the guest for record purposes. Halfway thru the flight, another passenger decided to rain on my parade and tried to smoke in the lavatory. Needless to say, he got screamed at and lectured in front of everyone by a very fuming me. Thank God, the alarm didn't go off. But it did about a half hour later for no apparent reason without anyone being in any of the lavatory. I tell you, God was really testing me that day. Got called into the cockpit, time and time again.

I was eager to the entire day behind me, so i got home, showered and just lay on my bed when my phone rang and guess what? One of my girl friend's husband called using her phone and asked me to stay away from his wife and to stop calling her. I'm like WHAT THE FUCK? I had half the mind to scream at him. Turns out, he thought i was having an affair with her becos of all the time she spends with me. And becos some of the messages i send to her begin with "my dear" or "dear," or "babe". My mind just went blank and I told myself, i cannot be dealing with this crap. I just told, whatever. And put the phone down. Normally I would have argued back and stood my ground but at that point in time, i was just fed up. It was like the whole world was conspiring against me.

The next day, i was still feeling the after effects of that horrific day. Felt so blue and I really didn't want to get up from bed. A close friend concluded that sometimes God gives you all the good things he can give you for a week or two and holds back all the bad things and then gives it to you all one shot to see how strong you are. I think it's true.

But whatever it is, I survived. Thank you for all the moral support i got. You guys are eternally blessed!! And the sun is shining again once again on the magical Land of Terence.

castles in the sky

2007-02-23T18:52:00.000+08:00

The weather lately has been excruciatingly HOT!!! It is impossible to do anything without breaking into a sweat. No matter how many showers you take, the moment you step out of the shower, you just feel the heat. Mother Nature is truly not happy with us and she's really making us pay for it. Now I think 3 or 4 times before leaving the comforts of my house. Do i really wanna face the glare of the sunshine? Do i really wanna bake in this tropical heat? Do i really wanna mingle with other warm blooded fools in this sauna? Why can't it snow here and now when we really need it?

It wouldn't be so bad if I was stuck at some beach paradise. I wouldn't complain as i would be alf naked most of the time and I would be in the water. Who cares if i turn out to be dark as night? Aaahh... What i wouldn't give for a beach holiday right now?

Speaking of beaches, last year on my island tour 2006 in Perhentian, me and the girls made a sandcastle. I can gladly say there is a reason why I didn't become an architect or an interior designer. The pic above is proof. It's really a fantasy castle. It is my first sandcastle and most probably my last. But the time spent in Perhentian was enough for me to rejuvenate and come back with a new take on life. Truly my own castle in the sky.

i do

2007-02-23T18:29:00.000+08:00

A few days before Valentine, a good friend of mine got married. I was so proud of her. She set a goal for herself and she got her man no matter what it took.

Her wedding ceremony was bathed in gold. And all of her good friends were there to help her and it made my heart glow with warmness to see everybody take on new roles to help make her wedding a good one. And it was a good one. Very grand. Altho being typical Malaysians, the guests only started arriving after 8.30 although i distinctively remembered the invitation saying guests arrival at 7.30!! By the time everything started rolling, I swear you could hear everyone's stomach rumbling over the music.

I've attached 2 pics taken after wedding. Julie is the third close friend of mine who tied the knot within the last 12 months. First it was Stef in May, then Lissa in December and now Julie. Everyone's getting married!! Are we all really growing up?

Congratulations Julie. I wish you all the best. Stay the girl I know you are and make me prooud to call you my friend ;)

nobody wants to be lonely

2007-02-07T12:03:00.000+08:00

This is it people.

The Red Day is almost around the corner. And with it comes all the sickeningly sweet love notes, the diabetes enducing chocolates, the gag-me romantic movies, the whole enchilada. Cupid is everywhere these days. And my posse and I have noticed that a lot of hook ups tend to happen at this time of year. Especially from mid January onwards. Maybe it's unintentional. Maybe it isn't. All I know, it gives me goosebumps!

Personally, I've never celebrated V Day and I know alot of my ladies don't either. More power to us! Never saw the point. There should never be a specific day for us to celebrate love. Sure, maybe the day has it's merits in the beginning with St Valentine's helping out all those lonely soldiers blah blah blah but NOW it's a whole load of commercial crap!! Everywhere you go you see Cupid flying around, you see hearts, hearts and more hearts!! And you see red everywhere. Jason would definitely approve ;) Let the bloodshed begin!!!!

Always been a dream of mine, to drive around on V Day with water balloons and throw them at all the mushy couples by the streets who think they are doing themselves and their so called other halves a favour by being with each other on this so called Blessed Day from Eros. Well, let me do you a real favour by giving you a wake up call. SPLASH!

He's cheating on you!!
She was a man!!
He's married!!
She's got multiple STDs!!
He only wants your sex!!
She only wants your money!!
SPLASH!

Stupid lovebirds. Should be shot dead and mounted on the wall. Plus everything is so irritatingly expensive. Gives us normal folks such headaches to even go out although I try not to cause my gag reflex isn't so strong.

My beautiful friend Colloquio sent me some amazing photos that describe my feelings for this day. So I'm sharing with it with all my fellow haters out there ;)

This one really made me laugh!! Very fitting.

If only someone had the guts to really send this out to their wife.

This had me in tears!!!

This is abit Fatal Attraction but cool!!

And this one is the kind of romance I appreciatte. Very sweet.

Happy Bloody Valentine's to you all!!

come clean

2007-01-29T14:44:00.000+08:00

Can somebody please explain to me the definition of a relationship? I'm not talking about your brother-sister relationship or your friendship relationship but the lover relationship. Lately, being in a relationship has become so complicated and often over dramatic. Or does that only happen to me and my circle of friends? 6 out of 10 people I know who are in steady relationships are cheating with someone else. And of that 6 people, 3 of them have partners who are cheating on them too. And everyone thinks they are fooling each other but the truth is you're not fooling anybody honey.

Why is so hard to sustain a meaningful relationship? Is it the signs of the time? Could it be because we are surrounded by so much temptation and the idea of the forbidden fruit is constantly dangling in front of us? I don’t know.. I may be promiscuous. I may be a whore. But I still believe in the sanctity of marriage and of being in a true relationship. That’s why when I’m in one, I give it my all. Or at least, I try to.

We all want bigger, better, more beautiful things. So when a person comes along who can offer us this things, we naturally tend to gravitate towards this person. Regardless of whether we have a person of our own. And some people cheat without thinking twice. Some cheat thinking that it’s ok. Some cheat because there’s something missing in their relationship. Some are compulsive liars. Some cheat because they love the thrill. Some cheat because they are in a dead end relationship. There are a million and one reasons for a person to stray but do us all a favor and own up when you’re caught. Denying only makes it worst. And hurting a person who has loved you with all their might is downright unforgivable. I can forgive a one night stand but to have a whole other relationship with another person while being with me is just plain wrong. And shamefully, I am caught in this situation at the moment. And it’s driving me insane. Sigh.. I hate myself sometimes. But then again, don’t we all?

I’m not saying people who cheat should burn in hell. Who knows what goes on in their minds? Who knows what goes on in anyone’s minds. You think you know a person and then BOOM they hit you with a surprise so shocking it’d turn your whole world around.

So cheat if you want. Don’t cheat if you don’t want. It’s your life. Your world. But keep in mind, when things get complicated, a lot of people get involved especially when your web of lies has trapped a lot of insects.

Justin sang it well.. “What goes around, comes around..”
And so did Jessica “One of these days, these boots are gonna walk over you..”

what goes around..

2007-01-28T19:17:00.000+08:00

This is an awesome song. And the words really speak to me. I'm not gonna name names but you know who you are. And if you don't, well.. one word karma. Keep in mind tho, even tho the lyrics are about a girl, all u have to do is change the word girl to boy and him to her and it's about a guy. Works for everyone. Thank you Justin.

Hey Girl

Is he everything you wanted in a man?

You know I gave you the world

You had me in the palm of your hand

So why your love went away

I just can't seem to understand

Thought it was me and you, baby

Me and you until the end

But I guess I was wrong

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna talk about it

I'm just so sick about it

I can't believe it's ending this way

Just so confused about it

Feeling the blues about it

I just can't do without ya

Tell me is this fair

Is the way it's really going down?

Is this how we say goodbye?

Shoulda known better when you came around

That you were gonna make me cry

It's breaking my heart to watch you run around

Cause I know that you're living a lie

But that's ok, baby, cause in time you will find

What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around

Now Girl

I remember everything that you claimed

You said that you were moving on now

Maybe I should do the same

The funny thing about that is

I was ready to give you my name

Thought it was me and you baby

And now, it's all just a shame

That I guess I was wrong

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna talk about it

I'm just so sick about it

I can't believe it's ending this way

Just so confused about it

Feeling the blues about it

I just can't do without ya

Can you tell me is this fate

Is the way it's really going down?

Is this how we say goodbye?

Shoulda known better when you came around

That you were gonna make me cry

Now it's breaking my heart to watch you run around

Cause I know that you're living a lie

But that's ok, baby, cause in time you will find

What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around

Don't wanna think about it

Don't wanna talk about it

I'm just so sick about it

I can't believe it's ending this way

Just so confused about it

Feeling the blues about it

I just can't do without ya

Tell me is this fair

Is the way it's really going down?

Is this how we say goodbye?

Shoulda known better when you came around

That you were gonna make me cry

It's breaking my heart to watch you run around

Cause I know that you're living a lie

But that's ok, baby, cause in time you will find

What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way back around

ride for you..

2007-01-24T22:37:00.000+08:00

Hey all..

Came across this on the web. It's for the European edition of Cosmo magazine. It's the 2007 calendar spread. And let me tell you, these boys are just yummylicious!! Just thought I'd share it with everyone. Enjoy..

There are 10 pics altogether. For some reason can't get the other 2 to publish. Nevermind these 10 are hot enough. Sorry that they're not in monthly order. But who cares? Hotness... Why can't we have calendars like these here in our local magazines?

I simply love July and August!!

back for good

2007-01-22T23:35:00.000+08:00

Hi all.

I'm so sorry for the loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong delay in updating. It's inexcusable. And God willing, it won't happen again.

So, 2006 is gone. And we're well into 2007 although I'm still not used to writing 07 yet. 2006 was such an extreme year for me. Full of extreme highs and extreme lows. And when it was low, I really felt like the whole world was gonna crash in on me. And when it was high, i was literally touching the sky. December was a gorgeous month for me. It was a good ending to a mad year. Had a wonderful Christmas. And an awesome New Year's. Definitely the best Christmas and New Year's i've had in a long long time. And my bday in 2006 was my best ever. Extreme fun.

Let's see, I nearly died in 2006. I got passed up on job promotions over and over. I lost my mind to love and I don't think I ever recovered from it but I am doing better. Lost a major case against a corrupt capitalist. And the list goes on..

Here's a toast to an even better 2007 where life just keeps getting better and better!!