Happy Wedding Day: Miranda & TJ
12 years ago
Cash Tornado
Wish this entry was about me picking up shitloads of cash... But it's all about the work, baby!! Not that I was really working for this though. Went downstairs to take some photos, met some people, gave out some name cards, bla bla bla... Even got a free copy of MWW. What I really wanted was the free movie pass. But Lil' John didn't give it to me :( One more thing, Sham looks like Vin Diesel. He even sounds like Diesel -.-"
All smiles
There's not much to be said about today's convocation ceremony. Just to note that I was very excited, to the point where adrenaline took over and I actually forgot that I was sick. And I was smiling and laughing so much... But it didn't bother me 'cause I was truly happy. The feelings came true from the inside. Unlike the short time I spent taking the studio photos, and felt so awkward the whole time. My favourite shot of the day (which excludes the need to post up the other one hundred million photos that I took) is definitely this one...
My body does have good memory. I felt so beaten down after getting on to the car. My shirt was soaked in sweat after I took off my jacket and gown. Hair was fucked after taking off the mortar board. No worries... I took my meds and will be off to bed soon. I'm working tomorrow anyway. Anyone shopping for holidays at MATTA Fair tomorrow? Come pay me a visit ;) Oh... I'm off to the second convocation session as well. Gotta share my friends' great day. And I don't care if the bosses don't like it. Die die I also must go!!
Lovely flowers I've received today
My body does have good memory. I felt so beaten down after getting on to the car. My shirt was soaked in sweat after I took off my jacket and gown. Hair was fucked after taking off the mortar board. No worries... I took my meds and will be off to bed soon. I'm working tomorrow anyway. Anyone shopping for holidays at MATTA Fair tomorrow? Come pay me a visit ;) Oh... I'm off to the second convocation session as well. Gotta share my friends' great day. And I don't care if the bosses don't like it. Die die I also must go!!
Lovely flowers I've received today
Ugly pic
Or should I say ugly pig? I hateeeeeeeee this photo!! My face is puffy and my hair's like shit. I've had three new hairstyles and my hair colour's not even that anymore since this photo was taken. How frustrating can it get? Not to mention the fact that UTAR's gonna project this photo to few thousand people this Saturday, and have already distributed the e-album to a few thousand others. Geraaaammmmm!!!
I should be so thankful
Yes, I should count my blessings indeed. It's just another day for most people out there, but today I discovered three very important things:
1) I have colleagues who are concerned about my well being, even though we've only known each other for less than three months
2) I have friends who love me, and I love them to bits too
3) I have a guy who shares a mutual feeling as I do for him, and wants me more than I want him. Don't get me wrong. I'm just overwhelmed by the attention he's giving me. I've never had guys treating me this way
I'm exploding with all sorts of emotions. Feeling everything at the same time. Love, fear, emptiness, gratitude, fulfilment, hesitation, bla bla bla. Am I asking too much? Thinking too much? Abby and Deb has advised me not to. I know I shouldn't. I even told him not to do the same. So why am I whining? Dunno la. I'm just too complicated for myself to handle.
1) I have colleagues who are concerned about my well being, even though we've only known each other for less than three months
2) I have friends who love me, and I love them to bits too
3) I have a guy who shares a mutual feeling as I do for him, and wants me more than I want him. Don't get me wrong. I'm just overwhelmed by the attention he's giving me. I've never had guys treating me this way
I'm exploding with all sorts of emotions. Feeling everything at the same time. Love, fear, emptiness, gratitude, fulfilment, hesitation, bla bla bla. Am I asking too much? Thinking too much? Abby and Deb has advised me not to. I know I shouldn't. I even told him not to do the same. So why am I whining? Dunno la. I'm just too complicated for myself to handle.
Would you be my girlfriend?
Chapter 1
That was his question. It came as such a surprise. She never expected him to say those words so soon. Her hands were shaking so badly that she was sipping quickly on her green tea as if it were the elixir of life. Close to the point of gulping. She could only tell him that they shouldn't move too fast. He agreed. But he said he's gonna try harder. "At least I still have the chance." And they continued to talk while invisible pink cotton candy hearts were floating in the air and Cupid was watching closely. The air-conditioning in the cinema nearly froze her to death. She was wishing so badly that she could snuggle up to him for some warmth. But she was too stubborn. And he was too afraid to wrap his arms around her. Maybe afraid that he'll scare her. It was hard enough for him to confess his feelings. She knew about it, and she was feeling the exact same way too but she never knew he was such a shy guy after all. He walked her to the train station after they had dinner. She is such a sushi lover. But she couldn't manage to eat as much as she usually could. Her mind was not concentrated on hunger. Her body was flushed with heat. Primal heat. Passionate blood is once again flowing through her cold veins. She felt coy when their skin brushed against each other. "Why didn't he just grab my hand and hold on tightly to it?" She was screaming inside. All he could manage was to touch her lightly on her shoulder and even more lightly near her hips. Such a shy guy. No one could ever tell. But the connection is there. The feelings are strong. More importantly, the feelings are mutual. How did it happen? No one could ever know. Sparks fly, and it is a beautiful thing for these two young lovers to be able to start a relationship together. It was just the first date. There are more to come. And deep in her heart, she prays everyday for a man she can truly love and love her in return.
That was his question. It came as such a surprise. She never expected him to say those words so soon. Her hands were shaking so badly that she was sipping quickly on her green tea as if it were the elixir of life. Close to the point of gulping. She could only tell him that they shouldn't move too fast. He agreed. But he said he's gonna try harder. "At least I still have the chance." And they continued to talk while invisible pink cotton candy hearts were floating in the air and Cupid was watching closely. The air-conditioning in the cinema nearly froze her to death. She was wishing so badly that she could snuggle up to him for some warmth. But she was too stubborn. And he was too afraid to wrap his arms around her. Maybe afraid that he'll scare her. It was hard enough for him to confess his feelings. She knew about it, and she was feeling the exact same way too but she never knew he was such a shy guy after all. He walked her to the train station after they had dinner. She is such a sushi lover. But she couldn't manage to eat as much as she usually could. Her mind was not concentrated on hunger. Her body was flushed with heat. Primal heat. Passionate blood is once again flowing through her cold veins. She felt coy when their skin brushed against each other. "Why didn't he just grab my hand and hold on tightly to it?" She was screaming inside. All he could manage was to touch her lightly on her shoulder and even more lightly near her hips. Such a shy guy. No one could ever tell. But the connection is there. The feelings are strong. More importantly, the feelings are mutual. How did it happen? No one could ever know. Sparks fly, and it is a beautiful thing for these two young lovers to be able to start a relationship together. It was just the first date. There are more to come. And deep in her heart, she prays everyday for a man she can truly love and love her in return.
Just another phase?
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'm beggin you to beg me
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt
I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'm beggin you to beg me
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt
I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me
Let's Ride
I fucking love Nicolas Cage in Ghost Rider. He is so damn sexy. Balding or not in real life... I DON'T care. He's soooooo delicious. I watched it at BTS with Eric and Yong this evening. We missed 45 minutes of the show because of some assholes and bought tickets to watch it again on the midnight show. And I loved every second of it!! Poor guys had to bear with me squeal in delight when Nic Cage went topless for a scene *drools*
I HATE ALICE KIM
Old ladies
Jasmine the rebel is back! So we us girls met up at TGIF. We were loud, as usual. Especially when we were joined by Simpson, Kuan Mei and Angel. Kuan Mei's hubby was quiet 'cause he was sick and Angel's boyfriend as well, because we didn't know him. Everyone was really chatty, and we'd find that we didn't know which conversation to pay attention to, because so many people were talking at the same time. Anyway, company was awesome, and the food was great. I'm really glad to catch up with some friends after so long of not seeing them. And it's only been a couple of months! Self-proclaimed Miss World did a good job of introducing the Jack Daniel's Chicken to me. The sauce is just heavenly!! No pics though. No one seem to have brought a camera. I didn't 'cause I had a smaller handbag today.
After Simpson, Kuan Mei+hubby left, we continued with our conversations. We sounded like a bunch of old b****es. (Censor done in honour of CCB. CCB = Chris' Censorship Board. But it sounds like another different thing that is banned under the censorship board, doesn't it? :p) It's funny how Jasmine mentioned that the rest of us sounded so mature. Deb pointed out that all we used to talk about was gossips about the people around us. I think it's more about whining about how awful our alma mater was, really. But now every ingredient of our conversations are heavily seasoned with talks of work, work and more work! I guess it's just that we've moved on to another level in our lives. The one where we are still learning how to be an adult. Nonetheless, I still suck at it. But I'm learning la.
Deb and Miss World are such pathetic liars. I'm gonna ignore that anyway. I'll miss my deb deb ;( I'll have less one friend to listen to my whinings now. At least for 3 years until she's back. Soon I can only whine to her and wait longer for a reply.
P/S: Deb, I wish you all the best. I know it sounds clichéd, but I really mean it. You've made a choice and it might not necessarily have a right or wrong attached to it, but you've chosen a path. So make the best out of it and give it your all. Life is too short for what ifs. But yet too long for a monotonous life. So let go of whatever insecurities, bla bla bla and enjoy yourself, ok?
xoxo
Ashley
After Simpson, Kuan Mei+hubby left, we continued with our conversations. We sounded like a bunch of old b****es. (Censor done in honour of CCB. CCB = Chris' Censorship Board. But it sounds like another different thing that is banned under the censorship board, doesn't it? :p) It's funny how Jasmine mentioned that the rest of us sounded so mature. Deb pointed out that all we used to talk about was gossips about the people around us. I think it's more about whining about how awful our alma mater was, really. But now every ingredient of our conversations are heavily seasoned with talks of work, work and more work! I guess it's just that we've moved on to another level in our lives. The one where we are still learning how to be an adult. Nonetheless, I still suck at it. But I'm learning la.
Deb and Miss World are such pathetic liars. I'm gonna ignore that anyway. I'll miss my deb deb ;( I'll have less one friend to listen to my whinings now. At least for 3 years until she's back. Soon I can only whine to her and wait longer for a reply.
P/S: Deb, I wish you all the best. I know it sounds clichéd, but I really mean it. You've made a choice and it might not necessarily have a right or wrong attached to it, but you've chosen a path. So make the best out of it and give it your all. Life is too short for what ifs. But yet too long for a monotonous life. So let go of whatever insecurities, bla bla bla and enjoy yourself, ok?
xoxo
Ashley
Pig Out in Penang
I went, I saw and I ate 'til my stomach grew. Time for a diet before the convo...
This dish is called 'steamed groupa with pan mee'. I forgot the name of the restaurant. It's along the row of shops opposite Queensbay Mall. Right beside this shop with Pucca on its signboard.
Next stop was Swatow Lane, to the New World Food Court.
Sotong and Jellyfish with Kangkong. Damn syiok!
"Orh Chien". Niceeeee...
Why can't we have ABC's that taste like this in KL?
This was a humiliation to laksas on the whole island.
The weather was scorching hot. Coconut juice was perfect to cool down the heat
We had breakfast at Restaurant Zim Sum on Jalan Anson (opposite KDU) on the second day. This dim sum place is huge. It's a food court with performances by scantily-dressed chicks at night. The siew paus and egg tarts are deeelicioussss. Sumore they came right out of the stove. Yummm... "Ha mai" and fried chicken were nice. The rest, like the yam basket, paper-wrapped curry chicken, "siew mai" and "ha kau" were so-so.
Wan tan mee was simply gorgeous
Walked around Penang for a bit. We were all dead tired from the heat. Could really melt if we were made of wax. Chin dragged us to this coffee shop directly opposite Penang Chinese Girl's High School for laksa. He and his wifey were dead on serious about it being the best laksa of the whole island. I kinda liked it, but I only had a little. 'Cause I was still very full from the dim sum in the morning. And I ate two slices of watermelon right after coming from the Botanical Garden.
There's this row of houses right outside from the Botanical Garden, apparently Karpal Singh lives there as well. We saw two Indian fellas rip off the railing from the main gate of one of the houses. Then those fellas just sped off on their bike with the loot. The most ironic thing is that all the houses had big ass 'Rakan Cop' posters in front of their houses. So much for a successful anti-crime programme eh?
Next stop was to lepak at Tanjong Bunga. A lesson I learnt was to never wear heels to the beach. But then again, it's not as if I had other choices. I would wear sandals and then go barefeet if I knew I was going to the beach and had more space in my bag.
This house looks pretty normal right? But it's currently topping my wishlist. You may wonder why...
It's because the backyard looks like this.
I stayed at Toh Seng's brother's house. Nice place. My favourite bit of the house was the fridge. I've seen many people collect magnets and stick those on their fridges, but they have the coolest collection I've seen so far. The mini liquor bottles have real liquor in them. Don't the masks and cuckoo clock look absolutely cute?
Traffic back to KL was smooth. Thank goodness. But I was tired and sleepy at work. Distracted at most times. I came back with a fall. An emotional one. Sigh... There's always a boo-boo to every happy story, isn't there?
This dish is called 'steamed groupa with pan mee'. I forgot the name of the restaurant. It's along the row of shops opposite Queensbay Mall. Right beside this shop with Pucca on its signboard.
Next stop was Swatow Lane, to the New World Food Court.
Sotong and Jellyfish with Kangkong. Damn syiok!
"Orh Chien". Niceeeee...
Why can't we have ABC's that taste like this in KL?
This was a humiliation to laksas on the whole island.
The weather was scorching hot. Coconut juice was perfect to cool down the heat
We had breakfast at Restaurant Zim Sum on Jalan Anson (opposite KDU) on the second day. This dim sum place is huge. It's a food court with performances by scantily-dressed chicks at night. The siew paus and egg tarts are deeelicioussss. Sumore they came right out of the stove. Yummm... "Ha mai" and fried chicken were nice. The rest, like the yam basket, paper-wrapped curry chicken, "siew mai" and "ha kau" were so-so.
Wan tan mee was simply gorgeous
Walked around Penang for a bit. We were all dead tired from the heat. Could really melt if we were made of wax. Chin dragged us to this coffee shop directly opposite Penang Chinese Girl's High School for laksa. He and his wifey were dead on serious about it being the best laksa of the whole island. I kinda liked it, but I only had a little. 'Cause I was still very full from the dim sum in the morning. And I ate two slices of watermelon right after coming from the Botanical Garden.
There's this row of houses right outside from the Botanical Garden, apparently Karpal Singh lives there as well. We saw two Indian fellas rip off the railing from the main gate of one of the houses. Then those fellas just sped off on their bike with the loot. The most ironic thing is that all the houses had big ass 'Rakan Cop' posters in front of their houses. So much for a successful anti-crime programme eh?
Next stop was to lepak at Tanjong Bunga. A lesson I learnt was to never wear heels to the beach. But then again, it's not as if I had other choices. I would wear sandals and then go barefeet if I knew I was going to the beach and had more space in my bag.
This house looks pretty normal right? But it's currently topping my wishlist. You may wonder why...
It's because the backyard looks like this.
I stayed at Toh Seng's brother's house. Nice place. My favourite bit of the house was the fridge. I've seen many people collect magnets and stick those on their fridges, but they have the coolest collection I've seen so far. The mini liquor bottles have real liquor in them. Don't the masks and cuckoo clock look absolutely cute?
Traffic back to KL was smooth. Thank goodness. But I was tired and sleepy at work. Distracted at most times. I came back with a fall. An emotional one. Sigh... There's always a boo-boo to every happy story, isn't there?
Proud to be Herself?
I've been contemplating this for a while, and I'm still undecided up to this point. Many people have told me not to read that brainless Singaporean bitch's blog, but I still do just for the heck of it. Even Deb and Darshini told me not to! Which bitch? That one who was blonde so she could feel like she's one of the white race and somehow is now sporting a blue-black hair colour, mebbe because she's already has a white boyfriend and there's no need to pretend anymore?
I didn't even bother to diss about her when she blogged about how it was alright to be raped by a man just because he's good looking... And white. And no... Posting up a defence after making it a point that you don't care what other people think about your views, time and time again, doesn't help in making you clear up your case. But I just read her latest entry, and despite how lovey-dovey she seemed over her (I guess, visually impaired 'cause he ended up with her) boyfriend, she was whining about how unfair it was for white people to have coloured eyes, and other races don't. How stupid can that be? My eyes are dark brown. Isn't dark brown a colour? Is that bodoh, or is that simply bodoh? She's got a lot of posts which angered a lot of people, but I never read those before. So this was the one that made me really sick. Has the chemicals from all the hair-dye she uses damaged her already puny brain? Or was it just the classic case of bad genetics? Or bad parenting? Her parents prolly never taught her how to lover herself, and her fellow racial members. Get a life, self-hating + self-denial bitch.
P/S: At the risk of sounding like a hypocrite myself, her link is still up 'cause I might continue reading her blog... For entertainment from anger, I guess. No clue about what other purpose it serves.
I didn't even bother to diss about her when she blogged about how it was alright to be raped by a man just because he's good looking... And white. And no... Posting up a defence after making it a point that you don't care what other people think about your views, time and time again, doesn't help in making you clear up your case. But I just read her latest entry, and despite how lovey-dovey she seemed over her (I guess, visually impaired 'cause he ended up with her) boyfriend, she was whining about how unfair it was for white people to have coloured eyes, and other races don't. How stupid can that be? My eyes are dark brown. Isn't dark brown a colour? Is that bodoh, or is that simply bodoh? She's got a lot of posts which angered a lot of people, but I never read those before. So this was the one that made me really sick. Has the chemicals from all the hair-dye she uses damaged her already puny brain? Or was it just the classic case of bad genetics? Or bad parenting? Her parents prolly never taught her how to lover herself, and her fellow racial members. Get a life, self-hating + self-denial bitch.
P/S: At the risk of sounding like a hypocrite myself, her link is still up 'cause I might continue reading her blog... For entertainment from anger, I guess. No clue about what other purpose it serves.
Riding up north
Pearl of the Orient... Here I come!!
So jakun... As if never went to Penang before. Sumore only going on Friday. But I still can't wait. Meeting up with friends and getting angpows. Most exciting of all... Penang food! Char kuey teow, assam laksa... You better watch out. My stomach is bloated like a pregnant cow's belly right now but I can still think about eating all these food. No wonder no guy wants me :(
Anyhoo... Today was the first time I ever felt like I hated going to work. Seriously. Everyone else are still on holiday but I gotta drag my ass up from bed and go to work. Didn't even do my own work today. Had to finish up someone else's unfinished work just because she's on leave. If cannot finish own work then don't go on leave la! KNS. Sumore can go to Singapore... As if she's willing to shop there. So kiamsap punya people. Go there also waste breath. ^&$^&$%*%&$#
I hope tomorrow's gonna be better. There's the lion dance troupe visiting the office, and planned 'Ghost Rider' after-work outing at IMAX. Sleepy like hell but I'm not letting my body have the rest it desperately needs.
So jakun... As if never went to Penang before. Sumore only going on Friday. But I still can't wait. Meeting up with friends and getting angpows. Most exciting of all... Penang food! Char kuey teow, assam laksa... You better watch out. My stomach is bloated like a pregnant cow's belly right now but I can still think about eating all these food. No wonder no guy wants me :(
Anyhoo... Today was the first time I ever felt like I hated going to work. Seriously. Everyone else are still on holiday but I gotta drag my ass up from bed and go to work. Didn't even do my own work today. Had to finish up someone else's unfinished work just because she's on leave. If cannot finish own work then don't go on leave la! KNS. Sumore can go to Singapore... As if she's willing to shop there. So kiamsap punya people. Go there also waste breath. ^&$^&$%*%&$#
I hope tomorrow's gonna be better. There's the lion dance troupe visiting the office, and planned 'Ghost Rider' after-work outing at IMAX. Sleepy like hell but I'm not letting my body have the rest it desperately needs.
Xin Nian Kuai Le
Chinese New Year... For Chinese, it signifies the beginning of a new spring and of course, a new year. Since the new spring has come, my home is unusually filled with plants and flowers. Well, not that much, but still more than usual. 'Cause usually we won't have plants lying around except for mom's bonsai trees. Just to add a little bit of CNY feel around the house.
I think I look like I'm too much into the CNY theme on the first day. But what hell... Red is in what!
Anyways, I won't be hoping too much on getting a lot of angpau. The newspapers are spinning that the economy's getting better but what do they know? Know how to spin lor! But no harm in trying to maximize my profits by putting on a thick face in the office and go around asking for angpau right? Yeah... I'll be able to get that fucking sexy pair of Aldo heels faster that way. Muahaha... Gong Xi Fa Cai everybody!
I think I look like I'm too much into the CNY theme on the first day. But what hell... Red is in what!
Anyways, I won't be hoping too much on getting a lot of angpau. The newspapers are spinning that the economy's getting better but what do they know? Know how to spin lor! But no harm in trying to maximize my profits by putting on a thick face in the office and go around asking for angpau right? Yeah... I'll be able to get that fucking sexy pair of Aldo heels faster that way. Muahaha... Gong Xi Fa Cai everybody!
I wanna marry a Rock Star
Brandon, leave your wife. Let's elope. And I'm gonna save you and kill that ugly caterpiller living above your lip. I love you.
Doesn't Gary look so damn cute when he smiles?
Veli sepesel day
So it's that dreadful day of the year again. It never meant anything to me, but I must say... I had some pretty interesting events unfolding for me today.
Firstly, I woke up this morning and suddenly felt like cleaning up my computer table. So I did. Was going through the papers in my plastic folder before I throw them away, and guess what I found? Don't have to be so creative with your answers la... I found old love letters. Of course I threw them away! Meluat... Out of 365 days a year, I have to find these things today. Really suey!
Secondly, my Art Director enquired about my status. Not financial status. What other status can he ask about on Valentine's Day right? But it wasn't for his own use, he's married with a baby girl. He was asking me what I thought about his friend, this dunno what Finance Manager or Director or something. Wanted to hitch us up. Kept on promoting the good qualities of this guy to me. But I don't think I'm gonna give it a go. He's 30+ la. Where can? I know mature guys are better and more reliable, but it's so hard to accept someone so much older, more so the fact that I don't even know or speak to him. It's gonna be so hard for me to even speak to him from now on. Geli... Don't you think it's kinda weird that he's such a great guy (as advertised) but is still single up to this day? Why didn't the pat kung introduce my much age-appropriate (in other words - OLD) and still single colleague? I think she desperately needs to get laid. Something's wrong with her mind. Anyway, I'm gonna come up with a counter-attack tomorow against the pat kung and ask him to tie these two up together instead. Even if he didn't sound as weird, I wouldn't want a guy without the balls to even talk to me. Can even gossip with the pat kung after I finished my session. Dunno what the fark they talked about me... Oh, and my mom so not understands her daughter. She was actually up for the whole idea. Talk about parents who can't wait to get their children hitched. Hrmph!
Thirdly, I helped my male colleague to shop for Valentine gifts. Everything very nice and cheap. If I didn't teman him, sure the fella so kesian cannot find what he wanted to give to his girlfriend. Thank goodness for Cupid Ashley.
Fourthly, a sesat cab stopped in front of my house about 20 minutes ago. At first, I thought it was my brother who took the cab home. Then the cabbie came down and yelled something. Me, my mom and dad looked out to see what was happening. Then the cabbie said he was delivering flowers. My heart nearly skipped a beat.
"Wuah... I really have a secret admirer." - My inner monolouge.
But mana tau... The cabbie wanted to go to Jalan Rafflesia. I live on Jalan Cendana. KNS. If you want directions, just ask for directions la. Don't say you're delivering flowers, then only say you can't find this road. Bodoh.
So there. Valentine's Day for me this year was not so bad after all.
Firstly, I woke up this morning and suddenly felt like cleaning up my computer table. So I did. Was going through the papers in my plastic folder before I throw them away, and guess what I found? Don't have to be so creative with your answers la... I found old love letters. Of course I threw them away! Meluat... Out of 365 days a year, I have to find these things today. Really suey!
Secondly, my Art Director enquired about my status. Not financial status. What other status can he ask about on Valentine's Day right? But it wasn't for his own use, he's married with a baby girl. He was asking me what I thought about his friend, this dunno what Finance Manager or Director or something. Wanted to hitch us up. Kept on promoting the good qualities of this guy to me. But I don't think I'm gonna give it a go. He's 30+ la. Where can? I know mature guys are better and more reliable, but it's so hard to accept someone so much older, more so the fact that I don't even know or speak to him. It's gonna be so hard for me to even speak to him from now on. Geli... Don't you think it's kinda weird that he's such a great guy (as advertised) but is still single up to this day? Why didn't the pat kung introduce my much age-appropriate (in other words - OLD) and still single colleague? I think she desperately needs to get laid. Something's wrong with her mind. Anyway, I'm gonna come up with a counter-attack tomorow against the pat kung and ask him to tie these two up together instead. Even if he didn't sound as weird, I wouldn't want a guy without the balls to even talk to me. Can even gossip with the pat kung after I finished my session. Dunno what the fark they talked about me... Oh, and my mom so not understands her daughter. She was actually up for the whole idea. Talk about parents who can't wait to get their children hitched. Hrmph!
Thirdly, I helped my male colleague to shop for Valentine gifts. Everything very nice and cheap. If I didn't teman him, sure the fella so kesian cannot find what he wanted to give to his girlfriend. Thank goodness for Cupid Ashley.
Fourthly, a sesat cab stopped in front of my house about 20 minutes ago. At first, I thought it was my brother who took the cab home. Then the cabbie came down and yelled something. Me, my mom and dad looked out to see what was happening. Then the cabbie said he was delivering flowers. My heart nearly skipped a beat.
"Wuah... I really have a secret admirer." - My inner monolouge.
But mana tau... The cabbie wanted to go to Jalan Rafflesia. I live on Jalan Cendana. KNS. If you want directions, just ask for directions la. Don't say you're delivering flowers, then only say you can't find this road. Bodoh.
So there. Valentine's Day for me this year was not so bad after all.
The start of my CNY
After all the drama, this is what matters the most... A happy ending.
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/2/13/central/16857091&sec=central
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/2/13/central/16857091&sec=central
Scoop
Muse concert tickets are sold out.
Gwen Stefani, Linkin Park and The Killers coming to Malaysia in 2007.
For real??
I can't wait. I'll seriously jump off from my office block if I miss Linkin Park this time. Same goes for The Killers.
Gwen Stefani, Linkin Park and The Killers coming to Malaysia in 2007.
For real??
I can't wait. I'll seriously jump off from my office block if I miss Linkin Park this time. Same goes for The Killers.
Busy as a Bee
Despite all the fucked-up-ness I had to endure yesterday, it was still a great day. I learnt that given time, people will eventually reveal their true self. A colleague I used to think was nice and cool, isn't really what she seems at all. I can see through the facade now. Thank God for a new and more real person. She's more of a WYSIWYG. I prefer that. And we can totally have a bitching session together and release our frustrations. I learnt that the path I've chosen, isn't familiar at all. I still so have so much to learn. Thank God for a good boss who's willing to teach and train me, to say the least. Thank God for meeting with some inspirational people along the way.
So we did some more media visits yesterday. Had the opportunity to rub shoulders and even had a friendly debate with two of the editors from Star. They're a real great bunch of people, I must say. Must be the big and nice office... Makes them all happy. Wong Sai Wan is probably coming up with a sequel to why modern women can't get married soon. Pity the fella, had to dodge our shower of bullets. Met Jennifer Ong from World Asia, and she gave me more reasons on why I should stay strong to build my career path. Not directly to me though, but I felt her passion for her work very inspiring. Yalah... A bit long-winded but it was all about the passion for work. I'm so looking forward for this year's HAPA.
We had a late dinner at Vansh, this really cool Indian restaurant in Starhill Gallery. My colleague, June used to work there. I'm gonna apologize now for not remembering the name of the dishes. Was too caught up with eating. Lol. It was difficult to take the pictures already, especially the pics outside of Vansh. Apparently pictures aren't allowed. And kesian my boss and colleagues. Have to wait for me to finish taking pictures before eating. And because of that, I couldn't concentrate taking perfect pictures la. Some ended up blur.
Vansh means 'The latest addition to the family". The manager, John hooked with us up with some wicked dishes. And the best part is, everything was on the house at the end of the night. Muahahaha...
They call this the "cigar". John explained why they call it cigar is because of the "fire" you taste after eating it. At first I thought smoke will come up after biting onto it, but I understood what he meant after eating. Really power!! This stuff is not available in Malaysia, so they got it imported. From where, I forgot. So I guess that means you can't get it anywhere else. There are three dips for it: Mint yoghurt, Chilli and another yoghurt I forgot what it's called. I like the one I forgot.
Mutton lovers, beware! Their award-winning lamb shanks will get you Addicted. Spelled with a capital "A" 'cause it's just so darn good. The meat is tender and juicy, but yet firm at the same time. Not to mention it was full of flavour.
The "Indian pizza". No cheese. Because it's not really a pizza after all.
This is simply an exciting dish to tease your tastebuds. My boss described it as a burst of vodka in the mouth. I call it my "fake vodka". June mentioned they have the real thing. I gotta try the real vodka one in the future.
My drink. I forgot the name. Something something masala. It's got mint, pineapple and something else I forgot. Very refreshing. Great for the coming drought. And it wasn't even served with ice! But next time, I wanna try the one my boss had. Kinky drink. It's called "Karma Sutra". Lol.
Look at the decor. So pretty. The walls are replicas of the mud walls in India. They can't make the real thing here so it's just a replica lor.
So we walked around Feast Village for a bit. It was such a beautiful place. I was happily taking pictures while they were walking ahead of me. Then June told me that I wasn't actually allowed to take pictures. So I kept my camera before anyone tried to mess with me.
The best part of the night was the washroom. If you come to Feast Village, you gotta come to the washroom. Come and you will know what I mean. No explanations needed. And entrance is FOC.
You don't have to worry about the shy-high parking fees when you come to Starhill Gallery. It's only RM5 after 6p.m. Beats Sg. Wang and a whole lot of shopping complexes in KL city. And just like how my boss described, there's no punk girls with leotards running around here. Many people would appreciate that.
In the meantime, I'm so guilty of conflict of interest with this entry. But I don't care. I'm just sharing my personal experience. Can't wait to go to Tiffin Bay next time!
So we did some more media visits yesterday. Had the opportunity to rub shoulders and even had a friendly debate with two of the editors from Star. They're a real great bunch of people, I must say. Must be the big and nice office... Makes them all happy. Wong Sai Wan is probably coming up with a sequel to why modern women can't get married soon. Pity the fella, had to dodge our shower of bullets. Met Jennifer Ong from World Asia, and she gave me more reasons on why I should stay strong to build my career path. Not directly to me though, but I felt her passion for her work very inspiring. Yalah... A bit long-winded but it was all about the passion for work. I'm so looking forward for this year's HAPA.
We had a late dinner at Vansh, this really cool Indian restaurant in Starhill Gallery. My colleague, June used to work there. I'm gonna apologize now for not remembering the name of the dishes. Was too caught up with eating. Lol. It was difficult to take the pictures already, especially the pics outside of Vansh. Apparently pictures aren't allowed. And kesian my boss and colleagues. Have to wait for me to finish taking pictures before eating. And because of that, I couldn't concentrate taking perfect pictures la. Some ended up blur.
Vansh means 'The latest addition to the family". The manager, John hooked with us up with some wicked dishes. And the best part is, everything was on the house at the end of the night. Muahahaha...
They call this the "cigar". John explained why they call it cigar is because of the "fire" you taste after eating it. At first I thought smoke will come up after biting onto it, but I understood what he meant after eating. Really power!! This stuff is not available in Malaysia, so they got it imported. From where, I forgot. So I guess that means you can't get it anywhere else. There are three dips for it: Mint yoghurt, Chilli and another yoghurt I forgot what it's called. I like the one I forgot.
Mutton lovers, beware! Their award-winning lamb shanks will get you Addicted. Spelled with a capital "A" 'cause it's just so darn good. The meat is tender and juicy, but yet firm at the same time. Not to mention it was full of flavour.
The "Indian pizza". No cheese. Because it's not really a pizza after all.
This is simply an exciting dish to tease your tastebuds. My boss described it as a burst of vodka in the mouth. I call it my "fake vodka". June mentioned they have the real thing. I gotta try the real vodka one in the future.
My drink. I forgot the name. Something something masala. It's got mint, pineapple and something else I forgot. Very refreshing. Great for the coming drought. And it wasn't even served with ice! But next time, I wanna try the one my boss had. Kinky drink. It's called "Karma Sutra". Lol.
Look at the decor. So pretty. The walls are replicas of the mud walls in India. They can't make the real thing here so it's just a replica lor.
So we walked around Feast Village for a bit. It was such a beautiful place. I was happily taking pictures while they were walking ahead of me. Then June told me that I wasn't actually allowed to take pictures. So I kept my camera before anyone tried to mess with me.
The best part of the night was the washroom. If you come to Feast Village, you gotta come to the washroom. Come and you will know what I mean. No explanations needed. And entrance is FOC.
You don't have to worry about the shy-high parking fees when you come to Starhill Gallery. It's only RM5 after 6p.m. Beats Sg. Wang and a whole lot of shopping complexes in KL city. And just like how my boss described, there's no punk girls with leotards running around here. Many people would appreciate that.
In the meantime, I'm so guilty of conflict of interest with this entry. But I don't care. I'm just sharing my personal experience. Can't wait to go to Tiffin Bay next time!
Tired
Broke my own record so far. Only left the office at 10.30 p.m. Damn the bloody media visits. Hehe... Fun but tiring. Got truck load of work waiting for me when I get back to the office. Tomorrow and next week's gonna be the same. Not to mention the stupid CNY thing which I'm not supposed to be worried about in the first place. If only more people can put in their share of dedication in as well. Aargh!!
But looking on the bright side, I'm having dinner at Vanch, Starhill Gallery tomorrow. Pics to be up if I can really make it. Wish we could go to the Ad Awards thingy tonight. Could've been fun, but I don't think I can make it to work tomorrow then.
I do love my job.
But looking on the bright side, I'm having dinner at Vanch, Starhill Gallery tomorrow. Pics to be up if I can really make it. Wish we could go to the Ad Awards thingy tonight. Could've been fun, but I don't think I can make it to work tomorrow then.
I do love my job.
