will i am's delayed diary

While doing #1 in the loo of my client's office, this is what I saw on the wall with the urinals... a Urine Colour Chart! to help the staff know their hydration levels. I don't know about their staff, but I find comparing the colour of my pee to a printed chart, midstream no less, to be quite a challenge! Wonder if that campaign caused an increase 'missed shots'. Or perhaps... "Romzi, come look at my pee. You think it's a band 7?"

DSC01067 Swiped from In a bubble . Bruneians seem to have a love affair with air-conditioning. Everywhere I go, the temperatures seem to be super low. It's not even that hot outside ( the weather can be quite pleasant even during lunch ) and the AC is on full blast. One shivers when walking out to the lift lobby. While waiting for my mutton briyani to be served, I warm my hands with a cup of hot water. In my hotel room, even a low setting on the thermostat gets me shivering under the covers ( hmmm, thinking of KH's warm body cuddling me ). Thank goodness I brought my cardigan along. At the supermarket, even the aisles are chilly. I don't even need to elaborate about the frozen section. Gritting my teeth seems to be something I keep on doing subconsciously here. But perhaps that has a bit to do with work and boredom. Heh. Are Bruneians really that 'warm'? ( the cute boys should go green and wear less clothes! ). Or is electricity free over here? I shall ende

Central Park Swiped from williamnyk . Slept quite well on my first night in Brunei, but for some reason missed KH more than usual. Must be the fact that I did not get to hear his voice over the phone. Sigh. Whispered his name to sleep while I imagined that he snuggled beside me under the sheets, keeping me warm. Had weird dreams about running around a German castle and having Japanese food. Bizarre. Woke up the next day feeling the effects of the air-conditioning. Pity my throat and my skin. Have to lather myself with rich body creams and not scrimp on my facial moisturiser. Breakfast was the usual lousy fare. On Monday, the requirements study session with my client started. Had to 'persuade' my colleague to do his job. I wonder which part of Business Analyst he does not understand. But once the ball got rolling, things were better. Thanks goodness the audience was reasonable and not too demanding. The days have kinda rolled by and I've lost track of time, so I won't

before/after: water. Swiped from jordaan mason . Haiyoh.... my roommate does not know how to use the shower curtain. The bathroom floods after he showers! Doesn't he notice that? It doesn't take a rocket scientist to realize that the water is flowing onto the floor and not into the bathtub! Please help! But wait... don't tell me he has fun all over the place and needs to spray off the whole place to clean up?! Yikes!

Semasa Ke LCCT Swiped from Rosli Ahmad . Woke up at 7:30am and did some last minute packing before SK fetched me to the airport. At the LCCT, I looked at the departure board and found my flight AK266 - KSK . What the hell's "KSK"?! Went to ask at the information counter. Turns out that it means "Self Check-In Kiosk". So off I went in search of the kiosk. And what do I see there? Several lines of frustrated passengers trying to check-in. Either the booking could not be found or the machine did not have paper to print out the boarding pass. Perfect. A chinese woman was asking the customer service about the problem, so I in turn asked her about her findings. "You from XYZ company?" Wah, I must have tattoo-ed on my forehead or something. But then, it's not everyday that you have a bunch of typical cheenas going to Bandar Seri Begawan. So off we went to the other cluster or machines. Also hopeless. We ended checking in at the baggage drop-off

Flickr Toothbrush (36th/52) Swiped from skippyjon . You guys remember the toothbrush from my previous post ? Well, that's just one of the many old tootbrushes I have in my bathroom. Once the bristles become too exhausted, I retire the toothbrush and give it a new life scrubbing stubborn stains from my sink. I put it all on the lower tier of the rack hanging on the wall. On the top tier, I have my current toothbrush and other body products. Why do I mention this? To know why, we'll have to rewind back to my trip back to KL from Singapore last month. I was super blur from the delayed flight. And while I was brushing my teeth, I was doing some deep thinking. So things kinda went on auto-pilot. "Hmmm... how come my toothbrush so soft geh...? Spoil already?" Then it hit me like a tonne of bricks. I had brushed using an old, dirty toothbrush! GOODNESS! I immediately rinsed my mouth over and over and over again. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth with lots of tooth

Here's a silver cleaning challenge not unlike those between different brands of laundry detergents. At the Brand X corner, we have the buah lerak that I smuggled in from Jogjakarta. At the Brand Y corner is a chemical cleanser that I bought from a silver shop in Endah Parade. I put both to the test. With the buah lerak , I just need to peel off a little bit of the skin and wet it. Then I brushed the exposed flesh with a toothbrush. Magically, bubbles start to appear. The bubbles were used to clean my tarnished silver ring. No unpleasant smell, but the cleaning power was not that strong, leaving some heavily oxidized spots behind. To complete the challenge, I dipped the ring into the black chemical solution for ten seconds. Definitely smelled of acid! After the time was up, I dumped the ring into some soap solution and brushed the ring. At the end, I ran it through clean water and polished it with a special microfibre cloth. The chemical did a great job, but my skin suffered. Not g

The Faint - 3/11/2007 @ The Waiting Room Swiped from Wetchman . Sleep is very important. Our battery is recharged during that period. With quality sleep, we emerge the next day refreshed and ready to face whatever shit the day has in store for us. Sometimes ( OK la, most of the time ), I will doze on the LRT to catch up on a little more rest. Even if I can't fall asleep, I would rest my eyes. Last Friday, I was awakened from my short nap by a thud. Macam jatuhnya sebii nangka busuk . An African student had collapsed like a log onto the floor. Just that nobody yelled "Timber!". As with all unexpected situations, the other passengers were shocked at what to do at first, but they jumped into action fairly quickly. A space was cleared for her and people started offering water and medicated oil. But she was still incoherent, shaking, crying and grunting in pain. The methyl salicilate had awakened her, so they propped her up. But as soon as they did that, she collapsed

Last Saturday was a holiday from the wet market scene. Mum had found a much cheaper and fresher alternative in our housing area, so going to the wet market is no longer 'critical'. Instead, we went to TC's wedding at the Church of Divine Mercy, Glenmarie. Only my second time there. Nearly got lost going there as we missed a turning, but we made it just in time. Loved the wedding mass. The celebrant, Father Paulino was very moving during his homily and the St. Cecilia choir was very good. SK got to see some of her old coursemates. Many did not recognize her. Mum and I just tagged along as Catholic weddings are usually a quiet affair. Good to swell the numbers a bit. Just one cutie at the wedding. The Edison Chen bad boy type. Complete with fancy, shaved hair. At first I thought he was wearing a cool, giant white earing, but it turned out to be a bandaid. LOL. After mass, lunch was served. Very meaty offerings of curry chicken, roast duck, roast lamb, buttered prawns and samb

BDAY2010SK5 Swiped from williamnyk . Note: I made it! Blogged about this before October ended! Last Saturday was my birthday party with the BFF. SK organized ( always a stressful affair ) the potluck weeks ago and after cracking the whip many times and throwing her weight around, she got things more or less settled. It was said to be the largest gathering of the year but it fell short at the last minute. Haha. But that's always to be expected I told her. Never-the-less, it was an excellent party. We had more than expected and the company was good. Here's a quick roll call of the food: SK: Fried bihun & curry chicken CarpeD: Savoury Fruit & Nut Basmathi Rice, curried eggs and Indian Grilled Spice Chicken KT & Ryan: OtahBoy's Otak-otak Junior & Nivlac: Salad Froggie: Pizza ( tumpang! ) EarlGrey & Dae: Popeye's fried chicken Apollo & Adrian: Suchan's Tiramisu Lifebook: Mini frankfurters The Chief: Soya cincau The Jaylex Foundation: Booze! Bun

What's so special about 10.10.10 that every Ah Lian and Ah Beng wants to get married on that day? Even SK's ex-housemate wanted to, but failed. She got registered on the 11th instead. Anyway, who celebrates the ROM date?! Riding on the popularity of this date, there was a wedding contest at The Pavilion where ten couples of newly-weds vied to be the "Perfect 10". Didn't spot any cuties, but I did see some weird wedding gowns. A very updated version where the groom looked like MJ-meets-Jack Sparrow and the bride looked like she stepped on a giant capsicum. Still, they looked totally precious together. The blushing bride also make good use of some body makeup trying to conceal a tattoo on her shoulder blade. She should have opted for more heavy duty concealers. But with her current style, I'd say that a tattoo isn't exactly out of place. Here's another fashion wave that I totally missed ( but I'm grateful that I missed it )-- leggings for guys. Saw t

Strands of Hair Swiped from thomasfolkeandersen . A glimpse into the future~ KH & I living together. "Dear, you're shedding your hair everywhere! I just swept the floor le. Ish, on the bed also a lot! When are you gonna cut your hair?" "These strands are short la. They're your's. Blek." I'll be looking forward to this. :D

LiuLi Swiped from williamnyk . The usual Sunday ritual-- Mass followed by lunch. For some reason, church was quiter than usual? School holidays again? Macam tak betul . Lunch was prawn mee at Taman Megah. After that, mum had a quick haircut there. I'm still wondering whether her mainland Chinaboy hairstylist is gay. Plausible. Soon after that, we shot up the Penchala Link down to The Pavillion. SK's always the first person to buy something-- an Acca Kappa hairbrush. MYR150. Goodness. Hopefully her hair is less tangled now. Outside the loo, I was approached by three US navy guys ( sounds skanky, no? ) asking if I could help them cancel their hotel registration at the Swiss Garden Hotel. According to them, the front desk of the five-star hotel could not speak English. Incredible. The fellow offered me MYR10 which I declined. Moi: Why do you want to cancel the reservation? Navy Dude: The hotel is too far from here. Moi: Ever heard of a cab? Navy Dude: We don't trust t

Detective Dee and the Mystery of the Phantom Flame (2010) Swiped from moviesvnnet . Birthday or not, I went to the wet market on Saturday. For some unknown reason, there seemed to be less people in town that weekend and that made my visit to the market more pleasant. Unfortunately, I woke up blur and tired that morning and it didn't help that I encountered a burly uncle that morning over a very minor traffic issue. It wasn't a nice start to 30. Breakfast a simple meal of lum mee at the OUG market. After marketing, we immediately went out to Bandar Utama. Firstly, to get some chores out of the way. Was in Center Point to replace my lightning arrestor. The horrid mess of wires under my TV finally exploded causing little Cyan to jump for cover. Luckily my appliances were saved by that magical piece of circuitry. With that out of the way, we swung to One Utama to have a quick bite to eat at CBTL. An avacado chicken sandwich, big brekkie and smoken salmon sandwich at 20% o

glowing dustbin Swiped from eruin_1 . Some random observations about Jogjakarta: The people there seem to have a love affair with dustbins that have a swivel lid. They're everywhere! For cheapo public toilets, shallow cisterns are commonly used with no flushing mechanism. Really not for big business! Over in Malaysia, buildings usually have stone plaques of VIPs who officiated them. In Jogja, they frame up the written messages. They are obsessed with the cartoon "Little Krishna". The blow-up toys are even sold at the roadside. At first I thought they were mini "Avatar" characters! It boggle the minds that Asia's most populous Islamic country has citizens that adore a cartoon with a Hindu god as its main character! This only shows how shallow Malaysians are. Horse carriages are still a common sight. The Jogjakarta Sultanate preserves the traditional dance and music. Even the ancient Javanese writing is still used. This wraps up everything Jogjakarta

Passion's Signature Swiped from Furryscaly . 咖喱鸡 = Curry chicken ( noun ) 种草莓 = To plant strawberries ( verb ) When we first started out, I was quite blind with passion when in bed with KH. Maklumlah , newbie. In my heat, I gave KH a lovebite on his neck. He had a tough time hiding that from his mother and colleagues. And so, from that day on, we made a pact not to mark each other in bed. However, KH recently broke his promise and gave me lovebites during the Jogja trip! And it was already near the end of our trip. One above my navel and the other above my right nipple! I was mortified! ( sorry, no pics! ) So for the first few days I was back, I was very careful not to run around topless. Soon enough, the marks faded... but the memory stays. Hehe. I will have my revenge!

Hello everybody! I'm back with another episode of "LRT Celebrities" . If you followed my FB status some time back, you would remember that I mentioned about some cute French students on the STAR LRT. Was quite disappointed that I could not spy cam the cutest of 'em all, but quicker than you could say "Parlez-vous français?", I was able to "record" the boy nearest to me. As you can see, he's of Asian descent and in my opinion bears some resemblence to Fufu!! Well, Faux Fufu doesn't look too bad actually, just take I captured him with a scowl on his face. Perhaps he was pissed with PDA Pete nearby. You see, PDA Pete walked into the train with PDA Patty in tow. Not smartphone type of PDA, but lai-lai, cheh-cheh type of PDA. Touchy-touchy. Manja-manja . Giggle-giggle. Yehhhh-yehhhhhhh . Pull-pull here. Pull-pull there. The type of scene where you would not hesistate to poke your eyes out with a giant fork ala Kassim Selamat. Annoying. For so

At the end of our Jogjakarta trip, basking in afterglow our lovemaking, KH turned to me and said, "Baby, this is the longest that we had spent with each other. And I loved every second of it." Ironically, those words made my heart leap with joy and bend over with sadness at the same time. On one had, it is of course wonderful to have one's boyfriend declare his pleasure at having you by his side. And on the other, it means that spending six consecutive days together is considered a big deal in our LDR. But I guess that whatever it is, I should be grateful for what we have and work towards a mutual goal. Although we are far apart, in our hearts, we are nearer than ever. A totally random thought-- suddenly I remember what Jas told me at Japanese Dining Sun the other day... "Oh, KH got that ring for you. You know what? You should get it engraved. His name on your ring. And your name on his." Perhaps I should do that... Where I can get it done?

Crabs! Swiped from williamnyk . Our flight back to Singapore was quite early in the morning, so we checked out before 6:00am. The hotel had prepared breakfast boxes for us to eat in the van-- two pieces of bread, jam, butter, hard boiled egg, cheese and a banana. I sliced up the egg, put it on buttered bread and ate it with the cheese. Not a bad combination. Waiting at the Adisucipto airport was boring. The line took ages to clear because just in front of us, a "holiday facilitator" was helping his clients ( more than 10 of 'em ) to check-in! Those rich people really have it good. They think that they don't even need to show their faces at the check-in counter. Some don't even know the meaning of queueing! And the best thing about the check-in counter was the faulty scale. A bag of golf clubs only registered 4kg! The "real weight" had to be "worked out" and hand-written on the baggage tags. :S. The flight back was quite uneventful. For

Duta Garden II Swiped from williamnyk . On our last day in Jogjakarta, it was considered "free and easy day". We had breakfast as usual, but after that I roamed around with my camera. Bumped into the manager again, and he brought me to the new wing of the hotel that's still under construction. Another twelve villas were being constructed opposite the road. Garden concept, with slightly more floor space. At 11:00am, the masseur that we had booked the night before arrived. She started on POD first before working on KH. It was fun seeing him squirm and shout under her ministrations. The masseur was amused seeing that POD on the other hand managed to sleep through it. Traditional Javanese massage seems quite standard, with some minor variations. While she massaged, I observed and chatted with the masseur. According to POD and KH, her skill was good and her hands were strong. We weren't keen on stopping at Malioboro St. . It looked no different from Jalan Petaling or