will i am's delayed diary

Coconut water , swiped from soumit on Flickr. At Restoran 83 : Moi: Ada jual kelapa ke? Myanmarese Waiter: Takde. Coconut adalah. Moi: =_=" Aku kena perli ke?

Petaling Street , swiped from cheeseong on Flickr. Simonlover's recent post about Petaling Street prompted me to write a short post of my own. Truth be told, it was a favourite haunt of my besties during university days. They would drive down from UKM and we would make an excursion there. We would usually dine there, be it the old Kam Lun Tai with their cranky waitresses or the super tongue-numbing BBQ fish stall. It amazes me that when they tell you to come back after thirty minutes, there really would be a table open when you come back. After food, we would brave the Saturday night crowds. On Saturdays, stalls would be open in the middle of the road, making it very tight to navigate around. If someone in front of you stopped to haggle, you would have to squeeze by. In those days, the stalls were still manned by Chinese, not like today's Little Bangla feel. My bestie loved to purchase the counterfeit watches and jeans. Haggling was also like a pasttime for him. He had it dow

Comming home , swiped from joningic on Flickr. Recently, JJ told me that he had a job offering for KH in Kuala Lumpur. He called KH and explained that his friend was looking for someone to help out in corporate planning at a certain insurance company. And so, KH started exploring the possibilty and made some inquiries. One night, during our phone conversation, he asked my opinion about it. KH: Baby, what do you think about the job offer? Moi: I'm quite surprised that you're interested. Thought you were only coming back next year? KH: My timeline is flexible one ma... Moi: Oh, that's news to me. Thought the earliest is 2012. KH: Nolah. Can be earlier de. So what is your opinion? Moi: In my mind, I set it to the worst case scenario-- end of 2012. You want to come back, ma come back lo. The boyfriend wasn't happy with my response. Was I too blunt? Was I wrong for not wanting to say too much about his return plan? I probed him further about it as he felt tha

Anatomy of the Human Heart Embroidery Wall Decor , swiped from Spec-ta-cles on Flickr. Early Saturday morning, mum told me she did not want to go to market. She wanted to do a medical checkup instead! She thought that something was wrong with her heart. Said it felt weak. Gulp! Hearing that at 7:30am really swept all the sleep from my eyes. So I brought her to Taman Desa Medical Center for a check-up. Met the MO and he asked me what was wrong. Explained the situation, and he ordered up an ECG. Thank goodness it was normal. Since mum mentioned increased heartrate, he ordered up a thyroid test. She did have the problem some 31 years ago. The blood test was normal too. Perhaps she was just feeling a little under the weather. With that cleared up, MY heart was definitely lighter and we went to the Anlene booth there to get a free bone scan. According to the test results, I'm at the borderline of the high risk group to develop osteoporosis! My results were worse than my mother's!

religion is an imperative statement. , swiped from anna.marie.morgan on Flickr. "I studied Malay literature and Islamic History in Form Six and went on to enrol in the Malay Letters Department of Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia where Islamic Civilisation was a compulsory subject. Some non-Muslim students grumbled about this requirement, citing subtle conversion, but I took it in stride and felt proud as I got to understand and appreciate Islam better. I didn’t convert." An excerpt taken from Wong Chun Wai's "On The Beat" column in The Star. Yes, he wasn't converted, but the crux of the matter lies in the fact that the inverse cannot be implemented for the fear of conversion! Try asking them to take it in stride. Hahahaha.

Not exactly a great entry for "Damn You Auto Correct!" , but its passable I guess. For your information, Tampopo is a Japanese Restaurant in Singapore that serves one of the top ten best ramen in town. Also known for their tonkatsu and black pig varieties. Actually the most annoying this about iPhone's auto-correct is the fact that it will always turn my "muacks" into "muscle". And it never learns to accept "muacks". Ugh. So most of the time, we wish each other "muscle". Unfortunately it doesn't help me to gain any at all. :(. My arms are still spindly and my tummy happy. Oh well. So what's your most hated auto-correct word? Oh yeah, I'll be flying off to Brunei again tomorrow. Will be there till the 19th of August. Hopefully I will have the time and energy to blog during that period. See you when I see you.

On Sunday morning, I woke up a little bit earlier than usual to have breakfast with mum at a nearby coffee shop. After that, we went home to change and headed out to Viva Home at Jalan Loke Yew with SK and her granny. It's KL's latest home and lifestyle mall. The ikan masin that was UE3 ( never been there ) was renovated and given a new lease of life. Even the toilets had a Moroccon feel to it. Took us an hour to get there cause we had no idea how to cross to the other side of Jalan Loke Yew. And trust the Garmin GPS to have poor reception there. Garmin really sucks. The place was huge without much human traffic, but at least most of the shops were occupied. Just the night before, the had their grand opening with a few artists from Hong Kong and Malaysia. With all the specialty shops there, things do look promising. A good place to look for ideas. Hopefully business can be sustained. In addition to the usual furniture and interior design shops, there's plenty of food the