will i am's delayed diary

T2 Swiped from williamnyk . Early in the morning, we headed to the London City Airport . We were greeted by a long check-in line at British Airways. However, seeing that we were running late, we were bumped ahead of line. Before leaving the UK, we were meticulously asked about our itinerary and travel arrangements by the BA staff. The flight was quite pleasant and we had an in-flight breakfast of sausage, bread and hash browns. Arrived at Barcelona Airport T2 . Quite empty at that hour. We did not know where to go to catch the Metro down to town, so we just followed the crowd. Actually we had to take a free shuttle bus to another terminal. The train ride was quite pleasant. Very amused by the Catalan "Next Stop" announcements: Propera Parada, Propera Parada . So catchy. Our stop was at Passeig de Gracia , one of the main Metro interchanges. Upon arrival we were greeted by stern warnings from the security staff regarding pick pockets. Seemed to be rampant. That kind of

The cute 'doggy bag' from El Cerdo Some highlights of Apollo's birthday party at El Cerdo , the place where pigs go when they die. The gathering was organized with one What's App Group Chat and forty two e-mails in less than one week with an attendance of fifteen. A definite BFF record!!! The Myanmarese waiters there were cute-ish, all had English names and spoke quite good English! The birthday boy treated all of us to a roasted piglet I gave shoulder rubs to nearly all the guests, but the person who appreciated my ministrations the most was Apollo. He looked like those Jap porn actors who were being fucked and sucked at the same time. :P A whole bunch of waiters rushed in a tray of shooters and a lighted candle singing "Happy Birthday Oink Oink" while Apollo was in the toilet. After they left and Apollo came back in, we sang the song again. After he blew out the candle, the waiters came in again and repeated the whole process. In conclusion, Apollo

St. James Park II Swiped from williamnyk . Remember the "Mr. Bean" episode where Rowan Atkinson plays the fool with the Guard in the ever recognizable furry Bearskin Cap? Well, KH and I went to see the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace and did nothing of the sort. Haha. Anyway, we woke up early on Wednesday and made our way to St. James Park first. Admired the beautiful blooms, especially the tulips. Big-ass squirrels also stalk the grounds and aren't afraid of humans. Plenty of people were lounging on the benches and the grass, soaking up the relaxing atmosphere. Managed to catch sight of some mounted police too. Walked the stretch of the park to the palace where we tried to squat at a piece of real estate along the gates to watch the preparation of the Changing of the Guard. Marching. Brass band. The works. Due to the coming royal wedding, plenty of international press was present to film. Caught sight of a semi-cute Asian cameraman. ;). After the g

An Enveloped Envelope Swiped from williamnyk . A conversation with Citibank Customer Service: Moi: A question. Citibank doesn't send envelopes to their customers anymore? For the last two months, I did not receive envelopes together with my hardcopy account statements. CS: Actually, you can also use your own envelope. Moi: Let me get this straight. Citibank is not sending envelopes to ALL customer or am I the only one? CS: But if you frequently make payments via IBG, we will stop sending you envelopes. Moi: Out of ten times, maybe once I pay via IBG. CS: Oh... Moi: Please send me envelopes next time. CS: I will put in your request, pending the bank's approval. Moi: PLEASE send me envelopes next time. And in the mail some days later, I received an envelope inside an envelope. Thank you Citibank for spending MYR0.60 to send me an evelope. HAHAHAHAHA.

boobs Swiped from psychopompous9 . Lets take a break from my long-winded Europe trip and talk about something more interesting for a while. This happened at the Masjid Jamek LRT station about a month ago! Trains heading towards Seri Petaling come at regular intervals of five minutes during peak hours. In between, we get trains heading towards Ampang. Looking at the board, I saw that the next train was Ampang-bound, so I stood in between the train doors, letting the Ampang passengers line up. My logic is, after the Ampang train leaves I could easily step to either side to line up for my train. Thought that I wouldn't I wouldn't be in the way too. Wrong! When the Ampang train opened its doors, three blur Malay girls came right at me, oblivious to me standing right there. Not like I'm rail-thin or anything and for goodness sake, I was carrying a giant orange laptop bag ( think Kurosaki Ichigo's hair ), one could spot me a mile away. But anyway, the trio tried to d

Tower of London Swiped from williamnyk . On a sunny morning, we made our way to the Tower of London . Mr. Sunshine was so strong that we didn't even need our jackets. Paid the GBP20 and went in to look at... an old castle. Although it undoubtedly has a rich history, it failed to impress KH and I. Just halfway listening to the weirdly-dressed yeoman, we started yawning. Undoubtedly had a dark history, but we couldn't stay interested. If you must know, it became the prison for Thomas More and Anne Boleyn. Thomas Cromwell and Catherine Howard also met their executioners there. If the names sound familiar, try digging out your Form 4 history textbook. The line to see the crown jewels were very long, so we gave that a miss. Instead we looked at exhibitions in the White Tower. Henry VIII's armour really caught my eye with its protruding metal codpiece. Exiting the place, we went to the bank of the Thames to catch sight of Tower Bridge that is often mistaken as London Brid

Welcome Cart Swiped from williamnyk . P.S.: Watch out for the deluge of photos! Heathrow T4 was nothing to shout about. Quite bare really. The immigration officer asked a whole lot of questions about our itinerary and who we were staying with. so you really know the person. Have you ever met the person? Just a friend of a friend? What is the address? Yadda, yadda, yadda... At least customs did not hassle us like what happened to me in Melbourne~ all blue gloves and ransacking your luggage. We waited a while before Matt and Jess, our host and hostess arrived. They were so nice to actually come pick us up before going to work! And it was a fifty minute Tube ride from town. :D. The first thing I learned about the Tube is that people in London stand on the right of the escalator. Was also shocked at how tiny the train was. Small even for 'petite' Asians and it services an ang moh Metropolis. Tak sangka . Oh yeah, it doesn't have air-conditioning too. Just open the air

PuTien20112 Swiped from williamnyk . The next morning, KH brought me to the Church of the Immaculate Heart of Mary for Palm Sunday Mass. So cute that KH complained why the church had such a long name. He had left his camera battery charger at the office, so he did not join me for mass ( a good excuse hor? Do you think it was engineered? ). The Lord was kind to me as there were cuties sitting nearby. :P. Sign language was used in the church for the benefit of the deaf. Not bad. Palm Sunday Mass is one of the longer masses with the reenactment of the condemning of Christ to the cross. The congregation would yell, "Cruxify him! Cruxify him!". A reminder of our sin. After church, I went around taking a few photos. Syiok sendiri that kids from the youth group invited me to their activity. Can still cheat people with this face. :P. Then it was off to lunch with Kidz at Pu Tien , NEX. Wonderful food there and very attentive service. So attentive that the waitress brought

iPhoneEurope Swiped from williamnyk . My memory isn't what it used to be, so I'll try to put my Europe trip in writing before I forget something ( but this time round I have the help of a snappy iPhone app called "Trip Journal" )! Uncommon for my blog really. Posts on my blog are like bread. I usually leave them to "stand" for a while before "baking". So sit back and relax and open up a bag of potato chips. It's going to be a long-winded journey! It all began on a Saturday afternoon... SK wasn't feeling well, so I took a cab down to KLIA after an early lunch at home. My regular cabbie was occupied, so his colleague came instead. Those two are really opposites. One's like a stump and the other is a chatterbox. Upon alighting the cab, I was welcomed by a LONG line at the Jetstar counter. Luckily they had 4 counters open, else I would have been really mang zang . To while away the time, I sat at O'Brien's for a cup of tea

My goodness. I dreamt that I was on the LRT with several Japanese porn actors and they were in numerous states of undress! A first time that a porn star has ever 'penetrated my dream sphere'. :P. Even in the dream world, I whipped out my iPhone to start taking pics for my segment of "LRT Celebrities"! On instinct. Second nature. LOL. My readers whould have been thrilled to see pics of a hot guy with the sexy V of his lower abdomen seductively exposed. We alighted at the same station, and I thought to myself, "I got to get an autograph!!!". Chased after them up a hill. Then I woke up. :S. I know for sure that Nagi from "Coat West" was in my dream. The rest were a blur. He's the guy on the right in both pics. I'm not exactly a fan of him. Not quite sure why he was the most memorable face.

Hello! I'm in KH's room at the moment. Will be going off to the airport in a bit to catch my flight back to Kuala Lumpur. Managed to shrug off the jet lag with some much needed sleep, skankin' and melatonin. Will blog about my trip when I get everything organized. Hopefully work won't bog me down too much. Keeping my fingers crossed on that one. In case you didn't know, it's General Election fever in Singapore at the moment. Campaigning is mild by Malaysian standards IMHO. But I heard something interesting here. From a very young opposition candidate, Nicole Seah. She had this to say in response to the PAP "suggesting" that areas that do not vote for them may not see much upgrading: "I ask you Minister, isn't the money for upgrading OUR MONEY? Isn't your salary OUR MONEY?" This is exactly what we hear in Malaysia, except in our context it's "development" rather than "upgrading". I definitely want