will i am's delayed diary

The breakfast buffet at the hotel was pretty meh. Resigned myself to the egg and porridge station for the coming days. Started the day with a 3-hour bus ride to Karmel at Bedugul, which is located north of Denpasar. With a big group of people, toilet stops are a big deal. Facilities in the outskirts of Denpasar are limited, so a simple stop at a petrol station could take an hour because there's only one toilet cubicle. Half of us need to run to the Indomaret ( a local konbini ) as an alternative. While waiting, we could shop for some snacks. The weather was cool at St. Joseph Karmel because it's located in the highlands (1,500m). Looming on the horizon was Mt. Kintamani. The place is super quiet and is perfect for retreats. Explored the grounds with it's large grotto and beautiful adoration room.  Mass was celebrated at a chapel with an amazing view of the surrounding hills right behind the altar. Instead of pews, we say cross-legged on the wood flooring. After mass, a loc

In August, I took one week off work to accompany mum on a pilgrimage to Bali. Yes, quite shocking when I heard about it because Bali is predominantly Hindu. During my last visit in 2009 , I didn't notice anything other than Hindu temples. For some of the participants, it wasn't their first trip out there. One lady told me that it was her 6th trip to Bali! The flight out was at 9AM, so we were out of the house by 5AM. The tour was organized by 72 year old gentleman, by the name of Uncle Jacob. With the help of his daughter and son-in-law, he had helped us get the boarding passes and luggage tags before we even arrived ( don't know how he did it ). All we had to do was use the self-service baggage drop.  Thank goodness there weren't any delays because Air Asia is often sucky these days. Ngurah Rai Airport's new terminal was really impressive. It did take a while for us to get out because the immigration officers were really 'not into it'. Also wasted more time

Once in a while, we will venture to KL city centre for our Saturdates. Normally would need a pretty darn good reason to brave the traffic. Guess we were both stoked enough to check out Bon Odori at Lalaport. Encountered a good crowd on that day ( Lalaport is usually dead-ish ) because there was also a 3x3 basketball tournament going on at WoW Plaza which attracted Lala ( Lala boys at Lalaport, go figure ) boys from all over.   Made one round on the rooftop. A bunch of food stalls and carnival games. No points for guessing that we just concentrated on the non-halal beer section. There was a 'central' raised platform but the layout wasn't actually suitable for a crowd of people to dance around it. But anyway, Malaysian's are a shy lot, and won't usually take part with much gusto. Also bumped into VC who was on a Saturdate there as well.  Later that evening, we had a double date with T&P. Watched "Sakti" at PJPAC, a night for the arts. It's Hands Perc

During a casual dinner meet-up, a gay friend suddenly announced that he was getting married--  TO. A. WOMAN.  えーーー?！ One friend incredulously exclaimed, "You can mehhhhh?!". Apparently he can. His choice really. And his wife is in the dark about his past.  No wonder he was very quiet in the gay circle of late, and seemed to be distant.   Guess it was part of his plan to start with a clean slate so to say.  In the coming weeks, he did introduce us to his wife. KH and I 'behaved' in front of her.  Only a few close friends were invited to the wedding, and we didn't spread the news.  Really hope that things will work out, and not turn out to be a mistake for both parties.  Note: 202307

Warehouse Wendel was spotted at a branded clothes warehouse sale at Atria Shopping Gallery. From far away I had caught sight of his bulging biceps which he showcased so well in his white wife beater. The nerdy hunk came with his girlfriend, misusing his muscles to carry random pieces of clothing. If only he wasn't wearing long jeans, then I could check out his quads as well.

Are you familiar with Cycads? I'm sure you've probably seen them, and think they are palm trees. Cycads have hard and pointy leaves growing out of a crown. Catholics in West Malaysia often use Cycad leaves during Palm Sunday ( ironic because they aren't palms ) to commemorate Jesus' entry into Jerusalem. The couple of Cycads in my garden had always been doing well until recently. Fresh shoots from the crown all fell prey to little caterpillars, which turns out to be larvae of the Cycad Blue Butterfly. Before the shoots have enough time to harden, the voracious little critters would have munched on them all. I tried neem, physically picking them off, but there was just too many of them. So annoying! Any ideas to get rid of this infestation?

During our yearly body check-up, the general practitioner suggested that my mum go for a follow-up ultrasound of her kidney. He wrote us a referral to Columbia Asia at Bandar Puteri Puchong. The whole visit took several hours, and thankfully the radiologist reported that there was nothing wrong. On the way back home, we stopped by at Akka Nasi Lemak , the viral ( the hype had long died down ) nasi lemak stall at Puncak Jalil. Just a short queue, nothing explosive. I chose the less spicy version, and still found it pretty hot! In general terms, it was really nothing to shout about. In the evening, mum made yam cake for Big Monster's 15th birthday. The kid never liked traditional birthday cakes.