will i am's delayed diary

hoboh5 Swiped from williamnyk . Not the hobo yang kusut-masai , nor the Hokkien greeting, "How are you?", but actually the name of a province in China that is quite synonymous with the Hakka poeple. The dialect kinda sounds like an inaccurate version of Cantonese in my opinion, hence I get to understand bits and pieces of conversations. But due to the same reason, I find it difficult to speak, because it just goes against my Cantonese conditioning. Don't worry, I'm not doing a linguistics post here. If you're a returning visitior to my blog, you would know by now that this is yet another FOOD post. Tada! You either love me for it or hate me for it. The restaurant this time is Restoran Ho Boh . Just opposite the road from Mee Jawa . The place serves "authentic" ( I have no way to verify this ) Hakka dishes and their specialty is the Lui Cha . For those of you who do not know, it's white rice with garnishing of dried prawns, leeks, dried tofu

AhSteve Swiped from williamnyk . What is art? I don't really know. I've watched arty-farty foreign films with weird scripts, naked men and women ( porn is art, art is porn? If that is the case, I'm practically an expert, :D ) and senseless camera angles. Some I liked, most I brushed off as crap. I've watched Cirque Du Soleil's Quidam and the explosion of sights and sounds in front me was mesmerising. And yet I left confused. I've watched tragic musicals and heard Chinese orchestra pieces, and I found the folksy stuff very close to my heart. I've been to art galleries and photography exhibitions, but I can't find myself too engrossed in anything I see. So continuing on my road of "non-discovery", I've been introduced to a piece of performing arts-- Ah Steve . A play, to be exact. After a great ( and expensive ) dinner at Xenri , Old Klang Road, KH and I headed over to The Actors Studio , Bangsar shopping Center. My car was dying o

SwissGarden Swiped from williamnyk . Every day, our contact information are mongered by our credit card companies, banks, etc, to mailing lists and marketing databases. These days, receiving calls, e-mails and snail mail is quite a gauntlet. One is bombarded with offers of loans, insurance policies, credit cards and everything under the sun. However, the most novel one I received so far was a call from the Swiss Garden Vacation Club . Apparently, I was "selected" from a list of 100 privileged customers to receive an absolutely free 3D/2N stay at Swiss Garden Hotel KL, Swiss Garden Resort & Spa Kuantan or Swiss Court Holiday Apartment Damai Laut. The catch- listen to a 45 minute presentation. After receiving more than 4 calls to confirm my attendance, I arrived at the place on a Sunday evening ( chose that slot because got food, hehe ). Arrived there. Had my fill of the GARAM goreng mee-hoon , fried chicken, cakes and coffee. After half hour, still nobody attended

collage Swiped from williamnyk . I remember reunion dinner to be a real big affair when I was a kid. Every, my family would travel hundreds of miles from Kuantan to Teluk Intan to congregate at my late uncle's place. My late grandmother also was also living with him at that time. At my end, it was us tiga adik-beradik , whereas I had another 5 cousins. We'd tear up the house each day. Played with thunder kings, moon travellers, red crackers and sparklers. Ah, those were the days when you could legally blow up stuff. Lion dance performances were so much livelier with red crackers. All the elders would be busy preparing food and performing religious ceremonies that were of little interest. Would stay up late to welcome the God of Fortune. Mandarin oranges and peanuts everyday until you felt like puking. Come reunion dinner, All the grown ups would sit at one table, while the kids at another. All would sit down to a big meal. As the years passed, most of my cousins got ma

MsSunway Swiped from williamnyk . Check out the finalists for the Ms Sunway 2007 Princess paegent-- the one's marked with a crown. If you look closely enough, you'll find that some finalists should even be in the final 10, and some who are left out should be in. But I guess watching America's Next Top Model has taught me that a photogenic person is not necessarily beautiful in person. And a beautiful person does not necessarily photograph well. It's quite a tall order to fill really. To know how to make love to the camera and at the same time have a stunning presence. Oh well, youth and beauty is fleeting, we'll have to make the best of it, and save up the thing that matters most, the beauty of the heart and the soundness of the mind. PS: I can soooo become Janice Dickinson at times...

200604 theatre sails Swiped from superciliousness . In conjunction with the 50th Anniversary of the Establishment of Diplomatic Relations between Japan and Malaysia, The Japan Foundation (JFKL) and Embassy of Japan in Malaysia, in cooperation with Ministry of Culture, Art and Heritage, Istana Budaya, The Asano Foundation for Taiko Cultural Research, Japan Club Kuala Lumpur and JACTIM supported by Hotel Nikko presented a free drum concert by Hono-O-Daiko . It's a renowned Japanese group of women drummers, accompanied by music performers group, Tokyo Dageki Dan. Seeing that it was free, SK, Jack & I decided to try to get advanced tickets from the JFKL office. But since it was located at Menara Citibank, the advance tickets were quickly snapped up by those working in the vicinity. Not all hope was lost, there was still a chance to get tickets just before the concert itself. The website stated that 200 tickets were to be given out at Istana Budaya before the show. So, SK a

SingSengNam Swiped from williamnyk . A picture taken at Restoran Sin Seng Nam , Leboh Pasar Besar. A really old coffeeshop. So-so food. Stuffy. Even retained original service staff ( read: old uncles ). The picture is sooo Alex Photobook material too. Haha. I wish.