will i am's delayed diary

St. Anne's Shrine Swiped from williamnyk . Mel taught me this prayer way back when I was in university: St. Anne, St. Anne, Find me a man, As fast as you can! At that time, I was still in the closet and I had not yet embraced Catholicism. But perhaps I was subconsciously praying to St. Anne for such an intercession and she answered with KH. Years after that, I finally made the pilgrimage to St. Anne's Church , Batu Mertajam. For MYR230 per pax, SK, mum and I followed a church trip there. Luckily, SK and I weren't the youngest participants in the group of aunties and uncles. Leaving on Friday night, we arrived there at around 5:30am. At that hour, there were already volunteers on duty! I had been sleeping the whole trip. Mum had quite a time smacking me awake. Upon arrival, we freshened up and did the stations of the cross in candlelight. It was kinda like a treasure hunt, looking for the life-sized statues in the dark. Finishing the stations, we prayed at St Anne&#

173-Le cri Swiped from gillespinault . Published this post for my non-Facebook readers. And if you've read the gist in Facebook, think of this as the detailed account. At dinner some weeks ago, Mum served fried Ma Yau / Kurau . For those of you who know, that fish does not have many bones. Most of the bones are big and are easy to pick out. Maybe I wasn't paying attention ( told you not to read the papers during dinner! ) or I was just downright careless, I swallowed a bone and it was stuck at my throat. There was no more rice to force it down with. Ugh. The feeling was intermittent, so I guess that bone was stuck at an angle. Nothing seemed to be able to dislodge it. Luckily, I was able to sleep that night. The next morning, it was still there. That just goes to show that there is no Fish Bone Fairy who comes to dislodge fish bones in your throat and leave an iPhone under your pillow. I went to the clinic opposite my office. As I was waiting there, loads and loads of

Brokeback Mountain Swiped from Phil Gyford . During lunch the other day, my Burmese colleague said some things that made me choke on my rice: Colleague: I used to dislike {replace this with a religion} and gays. Moi: (looking around nervously) Shhhsshhhs! Not so loud! Colleague: Now, I begin to accept the existence of gays. They're part of society. It is acknowledged in Buddhism. But lesbians get no mention. Moi: ....... During tea time, the same colleague reached another milestone: Colleague: Brokeback Mountain is not a gay movie! Moi: Then what is it? Colleague: It's the story about love between two men. Moi: (nearly choked on my roti telur) Are you OK?

Misc83 Swiped from williamnyk . Remember my warning about not being cute and putting the LRT ticket into your mouth? For you nay-sayers and unbelievers, here's photographic evidence! The guy you see here was using the LRT ticket to scrape whiteheads from his face!!! Gross!!! For the whole journey from Masjid Jamek to Seri Petaling he worked at it. Starting at his nose, he worked his way towards his cheeks. Every time he scraped, he would wipe off the greasy residue from the ticket. Sometimes, he would scrape extra hard, and I would know that he had hit the motherlode. Next time, when you taste some sebum-y goodness off your LRT ticket, you know what it is. The other guy is some student with the British Council. Wore white from head to toe. If he had white dreadlocks on his head, I would have thought him the Merovingian's bodyguards from "The Matrix: Reloaded". With a black satin tie, a lackey with the mafia. An albino waiter? But I'm just being mean as c

MONA LISA Swiped from *♡* Angel de Luz *♡* . Note: I have no more photos for this post as more than 100 of my photos were corrupted due to a CF card failure. *sob sob* KH was busy the whole week, but he managed to get off on Friday. We had breakfast of fried egg ( was supposed to be half-boiled, but my dear KH is a bit hopeless in the kitchen, that's why he needs me, lol ) with banana-walnut toast. Weird combination, right? Post-breakfast, we went on to doing some cardio on HJ's expensive mattress. Hehe. Finishing up, we freshened ourselves up and went to the Singapore Science Centre . We were there for the Da Vinci: The Genius exhibition. The highlight of it was the 240-million pixel, multi-spectral copy of The Mona Lisa. Could see it in it's original colours and "in the nude". If one goes to The Louvre, you'll only be able see it from afar, behind bullet-proof glass. Other than that, they showcased his genius for mechanics, biology, art and the lov

Spermy Jelly Swiped from williamnyk . Thursday was JJ's official day off. So sweet of him to take annual leave to accompany me. Hehe. In the morning, we swam a little as the sun was too hot. Then we just lounged a while on the deck chairs beneath the parasol to cool off. Once again, no cuties. :(. Our next appointment was at Peach Garden , a restaurant on the 33th floor of OCBC Centre. It has a great view of the CBD. Had dim sum with KH and Eskay. The last time I met Eskay at Mont Calzone , I was kinda zombified and he was sitting a bit far off, so we couldn't really interact. This time round, things were much better and we got to talk more. The food was great and even greater was the fact that JJ picked up the tab. Hehe. I didn't take pics of the food ( I should have! ), with the exception of the black glutinous rice dessert-- double-boiled in a young coconut and served with coconut ice cream and topped with spermy jelly. Went to an adult shop after lunch to buy

Guess The Device Swiped from williamnyk . I interrupt my little Singapore Siesta with this stupid guessing game. The machine looks diabolical, no? A crude washing machine? A food processor? Some new sex toy? Take a wild guess. No prizes, but you'll earn the title Domestic Goddess . Silakan!