will i am's delayed diary

On Hari Malaysia, I boarded the Tiger Airways flight TR2465 from LCCT to Changi Budget Terminal. It was quite easy to find the check-in counter at LCCT because on the screen, nearly every entry was for Air Asia, just need to spot the odd one out. Had some coffee with SK before my flight. I wasn't happy with Tiger. Firstly, the seats felt even cheaper than Air Asia and JetStar. Second, arrival at the Budget Terminal was a lousy experience. Can you imagine that it was a jam right from tarmac up the ramp to immigration? It's like being stranded on a Carrefour travelator, except that there was no travelator! Luckily there were some surfer dudes for me to ogle at. KH ws waiting for me at the airport in tight-fitting blue shorts and a body-hugging orange T. I could have spotted him a mile away. Hehe. Gave him a big hug and we proceeded to his new rented place in Bishan. Turns out that the new place wasn't as bad as he had described to me. The place had nice furniture and his room

The boy with the thorn in his side Swiped from claudia.susana . I've been wearing spectacles since I was 14 and over the years I have developed a preference for light frames. Heavy frames are uncomfortable for daily use because they cause strain above my eyebrows. The most ideal is the rimless variety made of titanium and its equivalents. Recently I noticed that I get confused about whether I am wearing spectacles or not! When I'm not wearing it, I try to nudge the bridge up. When I am wearing it, I try to rub my eyes like when its not there. I'm beginning to think it has become some sort of an extension of my body or maybe it's just a force of habit. Any similar observations to share?

Hard boiled Swiped from evilmidori . Remember Egg , my psycho stalker from university? Well, after a short remission, she's at it again. Out of the blue, she asked me for my house address via SMS. Reason: to send me 'something'. Alarm bells were ringing in my head. Scenes of her zooming up and down the street in front of my house in her Kancil flashes before me. No way am I giving her my address. So I give her the runaround. Moi: Wanna send me wedding invitation ah? Egg: Yalar my wedding invitation... Moi: (WHAT?!) Congratulations! Do I know your husband to be? By this time, I was busy calling SK and Mel to share the shocking news. Both of them were dumbstruck and could not believe it! Egg: Write mr n mrs or mr only? 2 come or 1 come la? Let me know then send me your address yah. ;). Cya around! Moi: Wei, normal case not tell me date and venue before send one meh? Egg: Next year after CNY. I busy la. I think u bzy too. Remember txt me ur add yah. Susah nak ajak u l

Rosemary Bites I Swiped from williamnyk . Sunday Mass was very quiet with a lot of parishioners away for the long weekend. Being sick of all the usual options for lunch, we decided on Rosemary Bites at Aman Suria. A rarity that we had western. It's actually all-star american-style cooking that was recommended by TZ. I ordered the Texas Double Cheese Burger ( juicy beef patty made from scratch with generous cheese ), while mum had the roasted chicken with BBQ sauce. SK chose spicy pasta at a very cheap price or MYR9.90! Quite hard to beat. Washed it down with a glass of Rosemary lime-- don't try it if you cannot accept drinking a herbal infusion. An acquired taste. Food is of good quality at competitive prices. Interesting to note is the whole place seems to be run by young boys. For tea, we shared a packet of prawn noodles that mum had bought from an old man on a bicycle at Kg. Chempaka. Quite good too, if not a bit salty. To burn off the calories ( surely a net gain, heh

Clear Soup Swiped from williamnyk . Without fail, we were at the wet market again. Noticably less stalls were open, no doubt due to the fact the suppliers were busy celebrating Raya. However, it did not quite put a dent in the crowd. Somehow or rather substitues would be manning the empty slots. Nothing goes to waste. The vegetable seller not open? Don't worry, her stall is taken over by the bra and panties lady. Chicken seller not there? Out comes several salesmen pushing non-slip mats and blenders. Always bustling. But something super sensational today. Some PRC guy was selling a 'magical' Shaolin remedy for aches and pains. He had of pictures of himself with Jackie Chan and Jet Li but at very low quality. Seemed like such a con job. But that wasn't what caught my eye-- it was the remedy itself. He poured some of the yellow medicated oil onto a guys hand... and it started smoking! WTF! So wuxia ! But on TV, such smoke can only mean one thing-- POISON! :P. Breakfast

Note: It's still Syawal, so I have every right to post this. :P Raya. A beautiful period when the roads are clear and the neighbours are away. This year, I did not attend any open houses. Just woke up early for breakfast with mum at the nearby foodcourt. After which mum went to have her long overdue facial. On the other hand, SK and I headed for her new place to do some preliminary cleanup. Lots and lots of dust. Her place is already 95% complete with all the major works completed. Just left some touch up. Had a late lunch at Restoran YTF Puchong . Ordered seventeen pieces. Whoah. Should not have ordered the white rice. Back home, I had wanted to nap, but was interrupted by a visit from Mel and her hubby. So we went over to Jusco Taman Equine to help her choose some maternity clothes. She doesn't look blimpy at all really. Having settled that, we had dinner together at the same foodcourt in the morning, but with a twist-- there was no electricity. We still managed to eat though

Opposites Swiped from williamnyk . Whenever mum's away, SK and I usually attend the English mass that is earlier in the morning. It maximizes one's Sunday. Breakfast was Restoran 747 again, but this time we were joined by Carpe Diem and Bunny. Heaved a sigh pf relief that Bunny managed to find the place without any incident. JJ did not manage to join because he was sick. Right after breakfast, Carpe Diem followed us back to Bandar Kinrara to view SK's unit. Gave his thoughts and some ideas for home improvement. Really appreciate that. Then off we went to the furniture shop at 1Puchong ( yes, the name is so UGH ) to pick up mum's new nyatoh coffee table. I was supposed to take my sister's Toyota Avanza to pick up that piece of wood, but she left me the Ford Frontier instead. That's too macho a 4WD for me to drive so I dismantled the Proton Iswara's boot instead. Upon reaching the shop, we found that they had not wrapped the table for us yet. And the