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The Hills Are Alive

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Cameron Highland Sunrise 3 Swiped from Ho Swee Ching . Hi guys and gals! By this time tomorrow I'll be at Cameron Highlands, not to enjoy high altitude sex, but to be with friends to celebrate the impending 2010. As usual, SK will be with me, in addition to Pikey and his new Teddy Bear. Of course it would be much better if KH's able to join us, but I'll keep my sexual frustration for mid-January ( the dam will burst! ) when I'll be going down for a visit. I look forward to the cool air, the fresh produce and beautiful landscapes. Do say a little prayer for us so that we get a smooth journey and a fun trip. See your next year! ( but I might just pop a quick post, :P ) May 2010 bring new challenges and friends, heal old pains and bring peace to all!

Cobra Woman

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cobra woman Swiped from Norma Desmond . This is my favourite Hindi movie from my childhood. The exorcism scene is a classic! Look at the Sridevi's eyes. Mesmerizing! They don't make movies like this anymore... All the must have's are there-- pretty heroine, macho hero who loves his mother and kicks ass like he's chopping lumber, catchy music, great dance scenes and lovable villain. You may say that all this is standard, but the supernatural premise of the film is what gives it its charm. Hehe. A snake-woman who finds her way into a rich family, only to scare the shit out of her mother-in-law. She calls in an "exterminator" and a great struggle for power ensues! Memang best!

Bad Bad Badminton

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Lin Dan (campeão olimp. 2008) Swiped from atang_badm . My neighbour's children play badminton everyday. Sometimes even several times a day. It's like some sort of commandment in their home. Some kind of disease or compulsion. It's amazing. Even at 11:00pm, they'd be sweating it out on the road. No electricity? Rev up the car, turn on the headlights and play badminton! Makes me feel like I'm staying with the Sidek family. :S. Why can't it be Lin Dan look-a-likes running after the shuttlecocks topless? Is that asking for too much? :P

2512

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Christmas was quite quiet this year. My first order of business on Christmas Eve was to get SK's tire patched. And God was kind enough to bless me with eye candy at the shop. Yummy. Lunch was mixed rice and I later babysat my bratty nephew, Cyan. He's such a Duracel bunny these days. Mum asked me to look after him for a while and she found me zoned out on the couch. Luckily the kid didn't set fire to the house or anything. At night, mum and I went to the Christmas Eve mass and luckily the jam on the LDP did not make us miss the cantata. But the carols were quite a let down anyway. Kids did it this year and somehow, it wasn't 'powerful' enough to put me in the mood. Perhaps it was just me. Noticed that the dominant colour in the congregation was black! Weird. Anyway, the interior was decked out with plenty of decorations and flowers. It was high mass and the censers were out. The priest brought in the wooden figurine of the El Niño Dios and put Him in the manger.

Monorail Celebrities: Carpet Muncher

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Monorail 0198 Swiped from williamnyk . Overheard on the Monorail: (Black Vest keeps on putting her chin on the White T 's shoulder) White T: The first time my mother saw you, she asked whether you were a lesbian! Black Vest: So many lesbian meh? (Black Vest playfully bites White T's shoulder) What did I just witness? I'm not too sure myself. Heh. I think I don't see enough lesbians on the streets. But then again, I have no reliable les-dar. :P

Free-Balling

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Winter Solstice IV Swiped from williamnyk . Dong Zhi falls on a Tuesday this year, so my mum decided to make the big celebration on Sunday. It's supposed to be an important celebration where family reunions are supposed to happen. It's said that 冬大于年, meaning that it is more important than the Chinese New Year. However, the inverse happens. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that there's a holiday for CNY and it is a giant economic exercise. During our Saturday round at the wet market, mum bought lots of fresh ingredients for the dinner and the glutionous rice floor for the 湯圓. On the night before, we rolled up the dough into little bite-sized balls. Some were coloured blue with some natural colouring from flowers. They turn an even deeper shade of blue after cooking. In one of her rare moods for something new, mum attempted to make some with peanut filling. A real challenge of getting everything in while avoiding the skin from breaking! Mine ended up with some &q

When A Child Is Born

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Open the Curtains Swiped from williamnyk . A Blessed Christmas to all my readers. Let us love the Child of Bethlehem. Come souls and love a God who has become a Child, poor and so lovable, in need of our tender love, who has come down from heaven to give Himself entirely to you. If we but ask for pardon and salvation, He has come to pardon us and to save us. -- St. Francis of Assisi Peace and goodwill to everyone. May this be season of glad tidings and fullness in family life. May all of you receive the blessings and grace of God and in turn pass it on the others. ** muacks ** and ** hugs ** ^_^

Olfactory Hate List

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Fresh Baked Bread Swiped from astrycula . Little Dove's post somehow got me to post a list of things that I totally HATE to smell. Rotiboy Lovely Lace J. Co Donuts Bread Talk St. Cinnamon / Cinnabon You'll notice that 80% of the list is bakeries. I just can't stand the 'stench'. It's not that I don't like the smell of fresh pastries and bread, but the 'aroma' from these places is too concentrated. Makes me wanna hurl. As for cinnamon, there's just something I don't like about it. The reason why I hate Rotiboy? The same reason why people like it. And frying doughnut batter in lard? So greasy! Lovely Lace has a special place among my tahi hidung . The powdery fragrance that emanates from their shop ( it travels one floor up and one floor down ) can really cause me to suffocate and end up with a sneezing fit! There you have it.

Oh Begitu!!

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FAIL Swiped from Photo David . Note: This is the follow-up to my last irate post about DiGi's service My problem with DiGi's SMS reload registration finally comes to an end. By any decent customer service standards, the SLA has long been violated! And you know what, they could have closed the case if their staff were a little bit more knowledgeable or were smart enough to escalate the case to the relevant people. Buuuuuut.... as usual, I was given the ding-dong treatment. Well, on Friday morning before my dim sum breakfast at Deli Taste , Serdang, I logged on to DiGi's D'Chat . I had no patience for their IVR that day. As usual, I was greeted by Nur Syuhada , the name they chose for their customer-facing. I repeated my problem and once again I got the standard answer of..... "they will contact you". Cheh! So I got bitchy. The customer service officer even insinuated that I did not fill in the form properly and suggested that I get a photocopy of it f

The Bijou Fault Line

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Grilled Sea Bass Swiped from patrickkwk . The last BFF gathering was for Froggie's ( I noticed that I always switch between Froggy and Froggie ) birthday at Alexis, The Gardens. Since then, everyone had been busy with work. All the sampat e-mail threads and group chats nearly ground to a halt. This latest gathering was organized by JL for the occasion of Alex's belated birthday party. Due to the unique circumstances, it materialized with VERY little correspondence and the turnout was quite good really ( even Adik came clutching a dead black chicken ). Well, it was at Bijou , Mont Kiara Damai and SK and I found it quite a challenge to get there. SK was fumbling with the instructions and I was screaming from the steering wheel. Luckily, JL managed to reel us in near Plaza Mont Kiara. SK was supposed to wear a dress for the occasion, but her persistent throat infection ( which has since been diagnosed as caused by a sinus infection ) had left her fatigued and the thought

Random

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Die Suneo! Die! Swiped from chibialfa . #1: Cepat bagi tau nehbors-nehbors yang siri komedi "Datin Wan Abe" dah menang anugerah Komedi Terbaik di Anugerah Skrin 2008 baru-baru ini! . I'm so elated! #2: Someomne searched for this keyword on Google: William Look Like Suneo (*)&(*&*%^&$#@%$#^%#@. WTF! #3: SK bought me a new foam mattress for Xmas! Wakaka. Feels great draped with KH's 450 threadcount sheets.... Mum also nailed the bed the other day! The last time KH and I skanked on it, the whole thing collapsed. :P.

The Right of Way

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Crossroads Swiped from PedjaP . Ever since the road connecting Jalan Mega Mendung and Taman Esplanad was opened, the numbers of cars that ply that road have increased at least two-fold. Your's truly uses it to cut from OKR to Bukit Jalil. However, that road is quite narrow ( due to the infamous road shoulder that was built and teared away and built again by DBKL over the years ) and ridden with potholes and traffic lights, making it a Hell to use, especially on Thursday-- night market day. And so, being an ex-resident of OUG, I know shortcuts through the housing area to avoid that jam during rush hour. I usually cut through Taman United to get to Jalan Hujan Emas, a road that is kinda parallel to Jalan Mega Mendung. It's one long, straight road that is full of crossroads. In this month alone, I had two close shaves with motorcyclists on that road. Never in my long years had I encountered such idiotic people on that road. During the first near-accident, I was approachin

Midnight Train

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Fire Hazard Bob's office Swiped from PipThePony . Last Tuesday was the deadline for the submission of a big proposal I was working on. My company bid for a total of 4 modules and I worked on one of it. The bloody Request for Proposal (RFP) document was 600+ pages long with 7 parts to fill up. Part 4 alone had 2400+ items to answer. In reality, only me and my colleague Chinz worked on it. The Fatty Boss merely gave vague comments and criticism. And he keep on chiding the rest of the team for not helping out and quizzing unrelated colleagues about the content when obviously he also did not know heads or tails about it. He even remembered the submission date wrongly. What a great way to "train" your staff. During the final week to the deadline, Chinz went on leave, leaving me with the deadweight. Since many uncertainties were left, I just quickly chose to mark the items with non-compliance to avoid future problems and proceed to fill up the gaps in the other parts.

JB to KL

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Passionate Swiped from Angeldevil79 . Out of the blue, JB notified me that he was coming to KL with his BF, Griff. They initially suggested dinner, but seeing that they had not settled on lodging and what not, it was deferred to lunch the following day. And so, on Sunday, he asked me to meet him at 2:00pm at KLCC. Since mass ended a bit past noon, I asked SK to drop me off at Kelana Jaya LRT. Halfway there, I received news of some change of plans. Time and venue. Preparing for the worst, I downed a pretzel to fuel myself for some Christmas shopping at KLCC first. At the end, we met at The Pavilion for some Japanese food at Ichiban Boshi . And luckily they made it for the original time slot. Quite a challenge to catch 'em. :P. Had a long chat about lots of things-- food, 7th Day Adventists ( ! ), life in KL, the rat race, bloggers. He looks exactly like in his pics. Griff on the other hand looks a bit like me in pictures ( side profile ), but the similarity is not there in

I Dream of 劉德華

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Andy Lau,劉德華 Swiped from Marvin Hui . I've been having quite a lot of skanky dreams lately and KH is irked because he doesn't star in 'em! My latest episode has Andy Lau in it. Yes, you can go, "Ewwww!". Even I was like "WTF?!" when I woke up ( luckily I woke up "dry", or it would have been a double "Ewwww" ). I dislike the fellow. Never found him cute. But there I was sampling some sloppy HK banana in dreamland. A first for me really. A celebtrity. Any requests? Another Canto Pop King tonight? All also over 40 dy. :S. Hehe. Oh wait. KH first. :P.

Pos Malaysia Sucks!!!

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Uniformed Letter Carrier with Child in Mailbag Swiped from Smithsonian Institution . Another reason why I hate Pos Malaysia . I ordered a pair of Movere Jeans off the internet early November and I have not received it until today. Feeling pissed, I wrote an angry e-mail to the seller and asked about the status of the delivery. He gave me a reference number and I checked with Pos Malaysia. I quoted the reference number to their customer service staff via csc@pos.com.my . I got a reply in one day. According to customer service, the postman delivered the package to my place on the 18th of November and left a collection card. Since I did not collect it after 2 weeks, they have sent my package back to the sender. However, I did not see the card's batang hidung . From my past experience, I found their stupid collection card on the road in front of my house once. It's not the red card, but a thin, yellow and white piece of paper designed to look like hotel's "Do Not

Quackery

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day 119 - is it acupuncture or voodoo? Swiped from photos4dreamz . One of my colleagues recently went to a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner to get his back pain looked at. The usual stuff-- acupuncture and herbal concoctions. When he first sat down with the quack: Quack: You got a problem right? Colleague: Err.... yeah. Quack: If now no problem, next time also sure got problem! You're so awed by that statement, right? >_<" And the best thing is, he signed up for a course of treatments there.

The Swimming Instructor

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KH was in town again for a company trip to Cameron, so we arranged a date at KLPAC. "The Swimming Instructor" was playing and he wanted very much for me to see it ( ever since we saw the promotional postcard at Rhythmic Roots ). He had watched it before in Singapore and found it good. And so, I bought two tickets for Wednesday night at KLPAC's Pentas 2. It had been a busy week for me. Everyone was rushing to complete a big proposal for a local bank and the instruction from the Gods in management was-- "Make sure we're shortlisted". Bah. My General Manager was in that day going through the document with us, and I was dreading that I couldn't leave work on time. Lucky for me, he only had time to review the main module, so I managed to escape. KH met me at KL Sentral at 6:00pm and we later drove to KLPAC. I was worrying about the traffic, but it was suprisingly OK. Even had ample time to have our dinner at the 1-Stop Cafe at Jalan Ipoh. We had Hokkien Mee

Psycho Along II: Dead Man's Chest

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Hearts aren't beating, they're counting down. Swiped from Maria Kaffa . Remember the psycho manager from my office? Well, I've been at the other office for a few days rushing for a proposal and he did his 'thing' again. I was walking into the toilet as he was exiting it. And you know what he did? He touched my cheek. I really hope he washed his hand after using the loo!!!! And as I walked past his cubicle, he announced that he could see that I have a little tummy. >_<". Oi. Pelan-pelan la cakap! . Ish. Why o why o why?!

Daddy

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for my father.. Swiped from Tan Soon Fatt . As I was going through my flickr contacts' photos just now, I came across this photo... For my father... ....who left us the evening of 1 Dec 2009. That evening I saw the fattest glowing moon hanging over the Fez Medina. Ignorant, I basked in the glory of the moonlight which cast a long shadow behind me. Amidst us, the muezzins' calls for prayer rallied from the hills, culminating in the belly of the Medina. Then death's silence broke; it felt like a million needles were piercing through my childhood, suffocating my hopes and choking my present. It suddenly jolted my memory back to a dozen years ago. To the ICU where my dad sighed his last breath and left for God's pastures. I was 17 and I can still remember kneeling at the side of the bed, holding on to his lifeless hand. I did not know how to react. My eyes were dry. Did I not love my father? Was I heartless. My mother had lost it. They dragged her out. My mother hu

Jom Heboh

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OMG. It was TV3's Jom Heboh again last weekend. Naturally, the roads were congested due to haphazard triple parking right down to the highway and the sheer amount of people who would brave such pening conditions to walk around in the blazing hot sun, visiting booths selling cheapo biscuits, 3-in-1 coffee and instant noodles. And the cherry on the pile of shit is the free concert that happens on Sunday night. I managed to catch Jaclyn Victor belting out her songs without much emotion on TV. From the news, I also found out that the Malaysian Biotechnology Corporation put up a booth there to "educate the public". I'm sure they successfully reached out to their target group. I got a feeling that the Munchy's booth was more popular than them. So, is it any wonder that when I arrived at Bt. Jalil LRT station on Monday, what greeted me was a scene of devastation? Rubbish was strewn everywhere. Rotting food, styrofoam cups and plastic bags were ground into the wet floor

The Substitute

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Vitas, Filming Mulan Swiped from vitasusa . For the longest time, I did not need to work Saturdays. But last week, I was called into office by my boss. It was a meeting of bosses, and I was only there as insurance for my boss in case there are things he can't answer. Overall, it was a boring affair and I wasn't needed. And so, after hours of seeing bosses duke it out and practicing tai-chi , I went home. It was a total loss though. I got a lunch of abalone porridge and a cup of Starbie for my troubles. Upon arriving home, I went out again for a movie. I initially wanted to bring mum to watch 2012 but she heard that it was boring, so went to watch Mulan at IOI Mall instead. Not a bad movie really. A straight forward storyline of a woman who manages to break the glass ceiling in the Wei Dynasty military. But I guess is doesn't really count since she was in the guise of a man. You get lots of war scenes, a love story and buckets of tears. Nearly every scene has her or s

Unjust Rewards

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Unjust Rewards. Swiped from David Fullarton . After waiting for years, my company finally paid my increment. Nothing to shout about. Just something to get my neck above the rate of inflation. Although the amount was "amusing", the way the letter of increment was worded "amused" me even more: Please note that the increment is given based on your contributions and effort that have helped maintain our present level of business operations. I'm glad that I worked enough to keep the company alive. To write off the overhead costs of keeping me on the payroll. At the rate of things, I guess there is no point to floor the gas pedal. Let's "maintain" the current speed.... Time to turn on the cruise control. Hehe. P.S.: Let me just pre-empt this-- No LifeBook, I'm not treating you to dinner. :P

New Member!

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Fried Radish Cake Swiped from williamnyk . Club29 has another member-- Mel, my old friend from university. She turned 29 on the 25th of November. Hehe. Had a belated celebration with her on the following Saturday. Mum, SK and I brought her to Yuen Garden ( I gotta find other places to eat!! ). This time round, I tried some other stuff-- century egg porridge ( loses out to Mexim ), fried radish cake, fishballs and etc. I still did not get the chance to try their egg tarts! Damn. Pikey's favourite waiter was there again and he did look better. And I noticed another cutie downstairs too. So many of those kiddy waiters and they break stuff so often. *shake head*. The most important thing was that the birthday girl enjoyed the food. Before leaving, we did some camwhoring. Not many nice pics came out of it. Had to hide tummies, fat faces and other fleshy bits. :S. Moving on, Mel treated us to drinks at Old Town Kopitiam. Had a nice, long chat about husbands, marriage and meddli

Silence

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Silence Swiped from JenniPenni . When I speak , you don't respond . I'm fine with it. Listening is good enough. When I speak of you , the same silence greets me. I rather you not listen at all. But will that really make me feel better? Actually, the answer is no. 心伤

Travelogue Tampin

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St. John Baptist Mary Vianney Swiped from williamnyk . "Whose sins you shall forgive they are forgiven them, and whose sins you shall retain they are retained." -- John 20:23 Hi guys and gals! I survived butt-fuck Tampin! ( as RPMNut so eloquently puts it for every backwater town he names in his blog ). Woke up at an ungodly hour on Raya Haji , drove to church with mum and got on a bus. Breakfast was so piping-hot vegetarian noodles and some kuih prepared by the church committee. 2 bus-loads of pilgrims. You see, the Church of St. John Vianney , Tampin was declared as the pilgrimage church of the Kuala Lumpur Archdiocese on the occasion of the Year for Priests . The reason is because the patron saint of that church is the Patron Saint of Priests. A real interesting story behind it-- one that shows how genuine love for God and your fellow man can triumph over the lack of intelligence and knowledge. And so, my BEC President decided to use the pilgrimage as part of a BEC

Yearning

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Looking Out III Swiped from williamnyk . During my Sunday morning chat with Gratitude, something he said about relationships really shook me-- right down to the foundations. If you ask me, I can also say that an LDR (long distance relationship) isn't really a relationship at all. It had me stunned for a moment. Truth be told, it is quite an anomaly. But I have never had a "normal" relationship before. Hmmm. What am I missing out on? Or is a relationship whatever we define it to be? Any thoughts?