Sunday, January 30, 2011

Locked Out

For years and years I had been using the same old e-mail password. It originated from the address of my old industrial training site in Cyberjaya. That was like a decade ago! However, that password is no more. For some reason, I could not log into my GMail account the other day and I had to reset my password. I tried the SMS method and I got the reset code on my phone 5 times faster than an m2u TAC. Impressive. Quickly changed my password and went through the account activity. Found nothing suspicious. I still don't know what happened. In the midst of all this, Kidz could not access my blog and immediately got KH to ask me. He thought that I closed my blog down. Later on, I found that my GTalk auto sign-on failed with an "Account locked" message. Hmmm, I really wonder...

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Coloured Rabbit

Colour Rabbit
Swiped from ssoosay.
Last Sunday, SK, mum and I ventured to Michael & Guys, One Utama to get our hair done. The senior stylist there was clever enough to call SK and entice her with some CNY promotions. Cut + Dye + Treatment for only MYR168. For longer hair, just add MYR30. SK and I opted for colour, whereas my mum just did a hair treatment for MYR60. This time round, I did not go for anything too obvious. Chose a more subdued and natural hue. So subdued that none of my colleagues noticed! @&^%$#$#. But I guess that was the desired effect. The shampoo guy was most talkative. Typical beng-ish type from JB with super-blonde, straightened hair. At first I thought that he was the curly type, but later on, he kept asking about girlfriends and how after a certain age one should be quite ashamed of receiving red packets. Goodness. Even after my chemical treatment was done, he kept chatting with me and even let me play with his new Nokia N8. Tak faham betul!

Spent a couple more hours there doing some grocery shopping at Jusco. By the time we were done, it was already 6:00pm and it rained. For the sake of my flab, it was good that I had already swam on Saturday. For dinner, we stopped at Restoran Choon Sum, off Old Klang Road. The place was as dirty as ever (think of it as dining in a car workshop) and the cook still as well-groomed and obese as I remembered. The portions were generous. Was stuffed after having the Seng Kwong beancurd, stir-fried vegetables and their famous Lotus Leaf Fish. Basically it's fried Tilapia wrapped in a lotus leaf with plenty of tomyum-style paste and further grilled. Something that will make you eat heaps of rice. And the best thing was, it did not leave me feeling thirsty. Very little MSG. Do give it a try.

Thursday, January 27, 2011


Anuar Zain for MStar
Caught sight of this full page item on MStar, The Star's weekly Malay pullout. It featured Ziana Zain's kid brother (still applicable now that he's over 40?), Anuar Zain. For the benefit of my beh hiau Bahasa Melayu readers, the caption reads:

"Anuar Zain: Selesa Tanpa Wanita"

Yes folks, he's forty. Unmarried. Not bad looking. And most importantly, comfortable without women. If I were him and if I was straight (choi, choi, choi!), I would definitely feel uncomfortable with that statement emblazoned on a tabloid. Sounds too ghey kan?

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Kugutsu no Jutsu

Swiped from cgines.
Celebrated Janvier's 30th birthday at E42T: 42 East Restaurant and Bar, TTDI on Thaipusam. The name of the restaurant is a bit of a word play. In the logo, the "42" in "E42T" is manipulated to look like "AS", hence giving you "EAST". SK and I did not easily find the place although it was facing the main road. Got cheated by Google Maps. Somehow Lorong Rahim Kajai 14 does not show properly in it. The Chief managed to secure a private party at the venue. Most of us pre-ordered the pork ribs set. At just 40++, one gets mushroom soup (watered down) with garlic bread, grilled pork ribs (tender, but had a weird citrus rind taste) and fruits to close. And you get a pint of Carlsberg too! The table was split into two, so Janvier sat in the middle with a swivel chair so that no one would feel left out. Nah, it didn't happen like that. He chose the boring way and just moved around. This time round, Leggy did not wrap his present in his usual extravagant style, so SK actually thought that she had a shot in winning the 'Best Dressed Gift' award. Unfortunately, she was upstaged by DanielH's "Zen Bound" concept and Nivlac's professionally-wrapped prezzie. SK, Lifebook and I had gotten Janvier misc craft supplies that would most probably end up as The Chief's birthday present in another incarnation. Hehe. Lots of noise, typical of BFF gatherings. By 3:00pm, SK and Lifebook had the look of exhausted nocturnal underwear thieves, so we left soon after the carrot cake was cut. Once again, a big warm Club 30 welcome to Janvier.

Welcome to the family
We’re glad that you have come
To share your life with us
As we grow in Age
And may we always be to you
What Time would have us be
An Ageing Family always there
To be strong and to lean on!

PS: Psst! You've not collected your welcome kit yet!

Monday, January 24, 2011


Swiped from rent-a-moose.
If you're reading this, you most probably live two lives. One~ flesh and bone. Blood and sweat. The other~ 1s and 0s. IE and Firefox. Truth be told, we feed quite a lot of our REAL lives into our digital lives. Much time invested into uploading our lives onto the WWW. Not quite Tron, but I'm sure we can get there some day. For me, both lives are important.

  1. Imagine IM-ing about everything under the sun, but clam up when meeting each other
  2. Imagine having animated discussions in person, but ignore each other in social networking sites and blogs

Scenario 1 is definitely disastrous, but to me scenario 2 is also bad. In my opinion, we should try to connect with each other in all possible channels, not just stick to one. But I guess there are many people who are Cyberspace lurkers. They read and read and read. Stalk and stalk and stalk. But never make their presence known and never leave their thoughts. Or, there are people who rely too much on the internet realities that they become detached and lose some social tact. Here's a beautiful example that I recently encountered in a e-mail thread:

"Lets eat at Restaurant XXX instead."

"What's good there?"


Aduhai. If you're making a recommendation, by all means make some supporting comments about the place. In the context of my LDR, I am of course happiest when I get to connect with KH in the flesh. But an LDR being an LDR, I have to make do with phone calls, SMS-es, What's App messages, blogs and FB. In such circumstances, those secondary connections are fine too and will definitely put a smile on my face. I don't think I'm very coherent with what I wanna present here. Maybe I'm just missing KH. Ah, just another week and the connection will be complete.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Irish Luck

Swiped from williamnyk.
Ever since I put up my Contact Me feature I have made some interesting interactions with my readers. Some normal. Some abnormal (definitely something for another post). Enjoyed some e-mail conversations, perhaps some FB and IM interaction. If things click, we may end up meeting face to face. So far I've met Lun, a youngn' who works near my office. And recently, Finnegan, an Irishman based in HK. He was in town for a couple of days, so we arranged a lunch date on Saturday. Picked him up from the Gardens Hotel (the traffic was exceptionally smooth. I was expecting Hell from CNY shoppers!) and drove over to nearby Nihon-kai. Had their Chirashi-don accompanied by a nice chat. More often than not, the topic veered towards food and travel. Found him to be quite a shy person. Likes to think before he speaks (So unlike me. Should I tone down my laser? Haha, I think not). Can tell that he loves having intellectual discourses but I don't think I'm the kind of person who can give him much to work on. LOL. He bought me lunch, so he automatically qualifies for "Nice Guy" status in my book. :). After lunch, we went to Sweet Bean Station for some tong sui. I chose a combination of black sesame and tau foo fah. Quite a yin yang approach-- black and white; hot and cold. By 3:00pm, I had to leave, so I sent him back to the hotel. As a parting gift, he presented me with W. Somerset Maugham's "On a Chinese Screen". It was very sweet of him.


Drove home, picked up SK and headed to SEA Park to get Apollo. Stopped by Restoran Rishadh to alas perut fbefore HP's wedding banquet later that night. Downed tosai, naan and roti telur. Just a short rest before Sis came to pick us up to Oriental Noble House, off Jalan Tun Razak. Met several ex-classmates there. Luckily, food was served before 8:30pm. We thought that the heavy rain would have made things even tardier. Food was quite suck-ish. Their yawn-worthy and oxymoronic "simple yet extravagant" opening food presentation really set the pace for the night. Too many fried items. The smoked chicken was over-smoked! I thought I was eating extinguished cigaratte buts. Perhaps the chicken died from excessive smoke inhalation. The shark fin soup was a tad salty. The fish (fried to a crisp) and prawns weren't fresh. The desserts were not up to mark. Felt like they just dumped the ingredients into sugar water. And the Chinese pancake was too oily! Interesting highlights included HP's hubby struggling to pop the champagne cork. From the way the emcee was commentating, it was as though he would have problems getting it up in the bridal chamber that night. :P. Cyan's favourite dish was the glutinous rice. He had four servings of it! At the end of the dinner, I had no feeling of bloatedness. No guilt. A success for my waistline where the chef failed.

Anyway, wishing HP and hubby a great journey into holy matrimony together.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Dr. No

Mum complained about a mysterious itch on her right thigh for more than a week. On and off with a wave of numbness now and then. How weird right? No marks on her skin whatsoever. Must be some kind of nerve problem I thought. Quite at a lost on which specialist to consult. Then on Thursday, she complained of body ache, sore throat and rashes started coming out on her thigh. Aha! That's something to go on. I actually thought it was shingles, but she reported no pain. Advised her to see the nearby doctor. A big clinic franchise~ MedivXXXX. The doctor said that it was viral, but it was not shingles.

"Aunty, very serious already, need to give you a jab. It costs $150."

After paying the fees of MYR190, her sore throat and body ache did go away, but the itchy rashes stayed. I told her to get a second opinion. SK recommended Alam Medic in OUG. I was quite surprised at what the doctor there said.

"Aunty, don't worry. I will take care of you. Viral? Definitely is fungal. And the doctor gave you a jab? Totally unnecessary. He wants to make more money la."

WTF?! In my opinion, if you want to make more money, fine. But make sure at least the jab you gave actually alleviates the condition! What kind of stupidity is that treating an obvious fungal infection as a viral infection? Unethical. So despicable. We're never going back there ever again.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Double Happiness

Swiped from Glenn Peter Perez.
It was a day of doubles.

Had egg sandwich twice today. Mum and SK made the same thing for breakfast.

Had lotus root twice today. Once at Food Republic and another time at home.

See a pattern?

I'm looking forward to a hunky pair of twins in my dreams tonight.

Good night.

Monday, January 17, 2011


Just received a spill-over from Christmas 2010-- A 100ml bottle of cK Free from SK!!! Hehe. And it came with an embroidered Christmas card. Thanks a bunch! *muacks! Here's a bit of trivia for you:
1) I use Lacoste Pour Homme purely for work
2) I use Bvlgari Aqva only on weekends and holidays
3) I use Esprit Connect randomly
Don't have to sniff me to confirm this. I adhere to it semi-religiously. :P. Perhaps I should have a special scent for when I go on dates with KH. :P

(1) and (2) should be finishing soon, so I can start cK Free soon lo. What do you use to smell good?

Friday, January 14, 2011


Swiped from williamnyk.
Right after my trip to Brunei, mum made an ad hoc decision to go to Teluk Intan the next day to settle some legal issues. I just nodded lo. Luckily I wasn't too tired from the short trip. On touchdown, I waited an hour at LCCT for my sister to arrive (used the time to have a teleconversation with SK and What's App my client due to some work problems). Mum and Cyan tagged along. The kid was sleeping in the car, exhausted from his second day in pre-school. Ended up at Restoran Puchong YTF for dinner. Still nice, but portions have taken a dive. The journey out of KL took place at 7:30am the next day. BIL drove. We wasted one hour trying to get to the PLUS highway as the roads were choked by a stalled trailer on the Puchong-Sg. Besi Highway. %$#@%^. Stopped for breakfast at Restoran Sin Thien Thien, Bidor. I had wantan noodles while the rest tried the herbal duck noodles. When I compare the duck noodles, I found it better than Pun Chun just a block away. The noodles had a better texture and the duck did not have the least hint of rancid oil.

Found the lawyer firm just opposite my dad's old church. Met the legal assistant, Anne. The original plan was to call the commissioner of oaths over to witness the signing, but the fella said that he was too busy, so we went over instead. No biggie since his office was just across the street.

"You see that I am quite busy today right? Remember to tell that to Anne! Else she will think I am pa pai!"

The commissioner was having brisk business that day. Sighting ICs and signing his name... over and over and over again. Easy money. MYR4 for original and half of that for each duplicate. Ran back over to the lawyer firm where Anne checked the documents. Then I wrote a cheque for MYR2700 and left (even easier money?). Dad was buried just 200m from the office. At the gates of the cemetery, I received a call from Anne. Seems that she missed something out. She told me to go pay the land tax for 2011. Seeing that we still had time, we visited the grave first. Every time we visited, we would see the old woman who built my late dad's grave. She was sitting under the shade with her straw hat, waiting for her employees to buy her lunch.


Like years past, we would light candles a pray a decade of the rosary for dad. This time round, little Cyan was old enough to help out cleaning the weeds and he even did the ritual 'pouring of the tea'. Cyan had never met Dad, but from his daily rummaging of mum's old photos, he actually recognizes him. On our way out, the old woman asked BIL to take a picture of her. Her 'car head photo' to be exact! She claimed that she had no time to do it at the studio.

"Aiyah, I'm 69 this year already... no pantang one la!

We promised to post the photo to her. Her workmanship was excellent. Even after 13 years, the grave is in perfect condition. I just hope that some day, she will be able to enjoy the same quality of after-life! For lunch, we ended up eating nearby also. Some stall called No. 1 Lo Han Guo Di Malaysia. One should be wary of such self-trumpeting, but we ate there anyway. Ordered asam laksa, mee rebus, mee kicap, lo han guo, cendol and rojak. The only thing that I liked was the cendol. The rest were mediocre. Yet, it attracted a large crowd of students and blue collar workers. Visited Sin Joo Heong Confectionery for the usual heong phneah hit and bought some Liew Kei Anson chu cheong funin town. Unfortunately, the green chillies were sweet instead of sour. Such blasphemy. Couldn't pay the land tax since the counters don't open till 02:45pm on a Friday, so we went to my aunt's place instead. Anne called again and said that some signatures were missing. *Groan*.


Just stayed for a while and went back to the land office to settle the official matters. We zoomed back to the lawyer firm and secured the necessary signatures. Finally, we made a short stop at my uncle's place. Mum had no plans to go to Teluk Intan during CNY, so she started giving out red packets. As a result, I already received my first CNY red packet. Talk about an early celebration. Cannot resist my uncle's delicious bread so we ta-pau-ed some back. Munched the roti kok in the car. So crunchy and light with just the right amount of butter and sugar. Fantastic. Went well with the free Nescafe at the Petronas station. Kakakaka. Restoran Soon Huat at Seri Petaling offered a quick, fulfilling dinner. Jut in time to catch a whole swarm of swallows making their way back to the perches in the evening. Thank goodness we were no where near the trees, else sure ka liew. By the time we reached home, it was near 09:00pm. Everyone was tired and we called it a night.



Thursday, January 13, 2011

Alcoholics Anonymous

Red Wine Mee Suah
Swiped from J2Kfm.
Brunei is quite an alcohol-free country. I don't see alcohol being sold openly. If you bring it in from outside, you'll have to declare it at customs. The other day, my colleague ordered chicken soup mee suah. The boss immediate put on a shady look, tapped him on the shoulder and whispered:

"Pssst. Wanna add wine or not?"

Goodness. From the way he was asking, I thought he was offering porn DVDs or China Doll blowjobs! So poor thing kan?

Wednesday, January 12, 2011


JOM esok kita ke Perhimpunan Wira Negara Revolusi 1Malaysia.
Program ini bermula pada 7 hingga 9 Januari 2011 bertempat di Perkarangan Stadium Nasional Bukit Jalil, Kuala Lumpur. Program yang julung kali bakal diadakan adalah satu lagi inisiatif Wira PERKASA Malaysia untuk mendekati golongan yang sering dilabelkan sebagai remaja liar/bermasalah seperti rempit, skin head, punk, underground band, x-treme dan membantu untuk mendaftarkan diri mereka kepada Suruhanjaya Pilihan Raya (SPR).
Pelbagai aktiviti menarik disediakan utk menarik minat golongan belia yg terbiar ini supaya mereka sedar bahawa Wira PERKASA Malaysia mendengar luahan hati kecil mereka.

If a Mat Rempit can be called a Wira Negara, why not glorify the Mat Gian as well? They've been around longer than anyone can remember. Syabas Wira Perkasa! The money could have been better spent buying bullets for our trigger-happy police. I'm sure we'd see positive change in their luahan hati kecil with gunfire to motivate them. Cheers.

Sunday, January 09, 2011


"Suddenly Brunei", as Alexander the Gay likes to put it. Had to make a trip to Brunei for several wrap up meetings with my client's consultant. An annoying Hungarian guy. Ugh. In case you're wondering~ no, he's not hot. Anyway, SK was supposed to pick me up but somehow, her alarm didn't go off. Ended up half an hour late. Still, I had ample time. This time round, I discovered something new about AirAsia's self check-in system. One can now use one's iPhone. Log on. Key in the information and they will send you a 2D barcode. Bring it up on your iPhone and flash it at the scanner kiosk. A boarding pass will be printed for you. Not bad. Just had fifteen minutes to talk to SK before I went into the departure hall. The flight was uneventful except that it was quite full and people turned up right up till the last minute. Blegh. I wanted to fly on Sunday afternoon, but it was sold out, no doubt due to the end of the holidays.

At the Brunei airport, most of the passengers were caught up in a traffic snarl. Immigration was slow to process the arrivals. The queue went up to the stairs. My quick escape from the plane (Hot Seat ma) saved me from the long wait. Butttttttt.... I still had to wait for my other colleagues. We were delayed for one hour. And that was the beginning of Fry's (the company driver) agitation. Back at the hotel, I checked in and dropped off my bag. Fry waited to take me to the office. My other colleagues however, had no intention to go in because their meeting was in the afternoon. That got Fry irritated since he had to come over and pick them up later (FYI, it's just a 5 minute drive). They wanted 12:30pm, but he grumbled that it was his lunch time and prayer time, so they decided on 02:30pm. Mana tahu, they walked into office at 12:00pm due to a production problem. Wakakaka. Fry gave them an earful.

"Told you to go to office just now! But you don't want! Yadda, yadda, yadda."

The next morning, Fry arrived at 08:30am. We had finished breakfast and got into the car. As luck would have it, the two new guys did not bring their bags down and went back up to the hotel. Fry beh tahan liao. He complained to me first.

"Why you never tell your friend to bring his bag down?! Waste time..."

And when the two got into the car, he grumbled again. And so, we started talking in Chinese regarding his behaviour. He did not like it and started driving real fast! He ran three red lights. Hardly any need for such speed in Bandar Seri Begawan. When we continued laughing, he turned up the music a notch to drown us out. Goodness. My colleague declared him the CEO of the Van. The best thing was, he recounted the story to as many people as he could. =_=". Back at the hotel, another drama unfolded. The hotel staff screwed up the room reservations for another colleague. The fella had the gall to tell her to evict the guest.

"Take this key. Go up to room 413 and tell the occupant to go to room 514."

She gave him a piece of her mind and he started mumbling his displeasure in colloquial (she was so intent on knowing the meaning of what was mumbled that she asked the waiter about it during dinner).

"What are you saying? Scolding me ah?"

Brave. But it suddenly dawned on her that it was a bad idea (think late night disturbances!). The hotel staff retaliated by not registering her laptop to the WIFI. Eventful! And yet another colleague had her luggage forcefully-opened. It was a brand new bag. AirAsia refunded her BDN5.35. Precious! And she told me:

"I don't wanna come back to Brunei!"

Yes. One can always hope.


Saturday, January 08, 2011

Out of Order

I have no intention of turning this into a "Mind Your Language" segment (people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones :P), but I just had to post this. Spotted it at Mayflower, Jalan Tun Sambanthan. This stall serves quite a wicked fried spaghetti. A bit oily, but OK la. When you look at that cute little note, I'm sure you can understand where the owner is coming from. But I just can't help but think that he has a frozen piece of Dory jumping up and down in his freezer some where. Hahahahaha.

Thursday, January 06, 2011


Mum was complaining about her limp hair for weeks, so after church we went to Taman Megah to get her hair curled. Before that, had lunch at the nearby kopitiam. Ordered a tomato kuay teow. Did not know what it was, but gave it a try anyway. A BAD gamble. The bloody dish took half an hour to arrive. It was just wat tan hor with egg gravy replaced with tomato sauce. KNS. A family beside me also ordered three plates of that stupid thing and after fifteen minutes of waiting, the hawker told them they had run out of stock. I wanted to tell the lady, "No loss!". Since mum's chemical service would take around 3 hours, SK and I decided to go to One Utama. Upon seeing the jam into One Utama, we went to The Curve instead. Plenty of parking at Cineleisure. As usual, SK spent a few hundred ringgit in just half an hour of shopping for bras and cosmetics. :S. Later on, we met up with Lifebook at Pappa Rich. Then went birthday present shopping. The only purchase I made was a cheapo iPhone cover for my 3GS. Experience has taught me that expensive covers do not necessarily translate into better durability.

Just before leaving, SK bought a summer dress. That woman can really shop. And on the sidelines, my mei was having some drama in her relationship. Talked to her a bit, but I think she needs to be clear about what she really wants and feels! Hope things will be alright. Sigh. Upon arriving home, mum took a nap so I went to the nearby food court to pack some claypot chicken rice and herbal soup. Claypot chicken rice definitely lacks oomph without the claypot! Haha. Did some last minute packing for my short Brunei trip and called it a night at 10:30pm. Had to wake up at 03:30am the next day! T_T.

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

The Eve of Four Ones

Little Korea
On Friday morning, I got up at 7:00am and drove mum to Taman Bukit Jalil for a jog. At the start, it was mostly brisk walking. Only later did I ditch mum and did some jogging. Thought I was doing OK until bent over to pull up my socks. When I got up, I felt that the blood flow to my brain wasn't quite right. Started seeing static and white stars. Goodness. Took some time before the feeling of faintness passed. Wonder if it was due to me bending over (jangan fikir lain) or because I did not eat before going for the jog. Guess it was a little bit of both. While walking back to the car, we saw a father-daughter team who were both having a leisurely walk while munching on big pau's. That's how we should all exercise! Breakfast was at Jalan Lazat, OUG. Ordered seafood noodles that came in a soup so sweet that I could very well had been drinking tong sui. The only positive was the fact that the auntie gave many prawns and it was fresh.

Give me some grub!
At 11:30am, I headed out for lunch with SK, Jase and Nicky at Solaris Mont Kiara. Plan A was to lunch at Suishin Restobar, but it was closed. So we went to Little Korea instead. Supposedly popular among the Korean expats. It took us quite some time to order, but we ended up with Sam Gye Tang (chicken ginseng soup with glutinous rice filling), Gal Bi Tang (beef soup~ prefer this over the chicken), Dol Sot Bi Bim Bab (stone bowl rice~ not to my taste) and Bi Bim Neng Myun (a type of super dainty noodles in spicy sauce). Nicky had the noodles and it is quite hard for me to explain the pained expression on his face while eating that. The strange thing was that SK found that very delicious. The restaurant did not have any exhaust vents so we emerged from the restaurant stinking of BBQ.
Next stop was Hartamas Shopping Center. Walked around a little and finally stopped at Starbucks for some drinks. Judging from how Nicky drank his frappucino, I now know that he is a whip cream whore. Bet he has whipped cream stashed in his bedroom for special occassions.

Back at Jase's place, we raided his SIL's Nama Bitter Chocolate from Royce. Super delicious and premium stuff! Helped Jase get rid of a wasp's nest using his SIL's Nine West heels. A giant grub and two long-ish caterpillars came out of the mud nest. Flushed them out with water.

SFX, Jalan Gasing
I got home at 5:30pm and slept for a couple of hours. Got up, got dressed and headed for RR @ BK5 for some mamak food. Between mum and I we had their crispy dosai, Maggi goreng and a small packet of nasi lemak. Then took a slow drive to St. Francis Xavier Church. Arrived way too early! Waited for about forty five minutes before the pre-mass carolling started. The choir was quite impressive with good voice talent and music arrangement. They sang all the classics like "Silent Night, "Hark The Herald Angels Sing" and "Away in a Manger". Mass started at 10:45pm and was presided over by Father Simon. It had been years since I had been to SFX, so I was quite impressed by the renovations. They know have an old school type ornate altar and a pseudo-vaulted ceiling. Quite interesting. And they sing the Lord's Prayer in Latin! 

PATER noster, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo. Amen.

Mass ended a quarter to midnight, so the time was filled with jokes and an account of the PM's visit to the Christmas party hosted by Archbishop Pakiam. It was all explained very nicely and diplomatically by the priest and the gist of the matter is no compromise was made in regards to matters of faith but Christians must always show their hospitality. With five minutes to go (on the church's clock), the outside world was already abuzz with fireworks, but we only wished each other 5 minutes later after the mass was ended. Luckily it was a painless drive home... 2011. You're finally here.

Monday, January 03, 2011

LRT Celebrities: El-Ar-T

Today is 2011's first edition of LRT Celebrities. No format change will take place and we shall continue to uncover the interesting side of commuters on the LRT. This time round, I highlight the height of lala-ness. Lala #1 on the left is your typical big-eyed kid with sharp facial features and J-Pop hair. At certain angles he does look quite pleasant but what caught my eye was the fact that he was using powder on his face. I guess it was cover some of his acne scars. Still it was quite obvious and I don't I will ever paint my face with the exception of doing a studio photoshoot. Clothes-wise he was in tight fitting slacks, slim-cut shirt and pointy leather shoes. The look is completed with a little angst-y frown. The epitome of the office lala. Lala #2 is your typical Berjaya Times Square breed. Going around town shopping at MYR10 shops. Gangly and tanned with fantastic plunging V-neck, complete with super bling necklace. He's going for the whole White Knight look by donning slim white pants and white shoes. On his arm is his Squall Lionheart jacket, complete with faux fur trimmings. Perfect for sweating it out at Chan Sow Lin while waiting for the interchange train. Can't miss the dyed J-Pop hair and earrings as well. But the most important accessory is the entourage of lala-mui's that follow him around. See how smitten she looks! Until our next sighting... see ya!

Sunday, January 02, 2011

A Golden Christmas

Note: More leftovers from 2010. Hehe.

With the holiday season in full swing, even church attendance suffered. Parking was not a hassle and it was relatively easy to find seats. After church, we went to Pavilion to catch the "Golden Christmas" there. Did not get to see the artificial snow as reported by the newspapers. But it was impressive none-the-less. Plenty of people were streaming in to cam-whore. Seeing that the Food Republic was crawling with shoppers, we chose something less chaotic~ Ichiban Boshi. Been some time since I ate there. Noticed a difference in the menu and uniforms. SK wasn't feeling well (after downing a whole packet of nasi lemak no less!), so she just munched on a temaki. Mum and I shared a salmon head misu soup and a unagi omelette set. Just window shopping that day. Mum wanted to get a pair of Skechers, but no size. SK wanted to get a dress for HP's wedding, but the price was prettier than the dress.

We left at about 4:30pm and by the time we exited the MEX Highway, we were greeted by a wondrous jam at Bukit Jalil. Three more hours to the AFF Suzuki Cup showdown with Indonesia, and the cars were already double-parked on KESAS. Mostly were Malaysia supporters. Saw the idiots walking to the stadium draped with flags, face paint and wigs. Only spotted several Indonesian supporters. If you followed the news, Malaysia won that day with 3-0. The victory was marred by allegations that Malaysian supporters used lasers and flares to distract the Indonesian players (which was confirmed by eyewitnesses from our own side). And subsequently, we overcame Indonesia with an aggregate score of 4-2 in Bung Karno Stadium on Thursday, prompting our beloved PM to declare New Year's Eve as a public holiday. What's so great about that win anyway? Kee Thuan Chye on Malaysia Today called it a "celebration of mediocrity". LOL. I'm guessing that it threw a nice shiny spanner into many plans but it did not really make a difference for me. Malaysia boleh!!

National Pride?

Saturday, January 01, 2011


I can't believe that it's 2011. So many things that I procrastinated on at the end 2010, telling myself that I'd do it after all the holidays were over. The new year is now here and I still don't feel like doing my work!!! Argh. Focus! Focus! Focus! Anyway, hope everyone had a good time ushering in the new year. Here are some leftovers from 2010 that I really should blog about-- gifts from friends and loved ones! Seeing that I had collected the keys to my apartment, SK got me a very practical and classy gift-- Clipsal switches and sockets. She even calculated the exact number of points that I would be needing! Thanks a whole lot!

I <3 NY

A little piece of New York that Kidz brought back for me. Laser-customized with my name! Thanks a whole lot! It's hanging on my laptop bag now. ^_^


And this crystal pendant was given by KH. Supposed to protect the wearer from physical harm. He did not know my Chinese name, so he engraved it in English instead. Muacks!

May everyone have a smooth year ahead and may God bless you with abundant health and wisdom to tackle the challenges that may come!