dance like there's no tomorrow

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

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

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

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

i'll be missing you

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

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

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.