Bag Full of Cattitude ~*~

List of 30 things to do before I turn 30

2011-06-28T17:53:00.002+08:00

tough? mayb.. since i'm so busy with work and what not...

1) go to Bali with mum, or at least book the flight to go lar..
2) fast for 2 weeks - no food during sun light, water is allowed
3) plan a surprise birthday party for a friend
4) watch Harry Potter's movie marathon - well, i downloaded the box set.. dunno when will have time to watch though..
5) go sailing with dad
6) bake a cake
7) re-arrange the furniture in my room
8) get a pair of new glasses - got new pair of contact lenses cause power changed..
9) lose 5 kgs
10) get a gel manicure - DONE
11) go for a long weekend holiday
12) play the piano - a full song or at least 5 scales smoothly
13) drive a super car - does an Altezza count?
14) go bungee jumping
15) learn to go to work before stipulated time for at least 1 week
16) learn to cook 2 types of curry - thai & indian
17) participate in a pillow fight
18) participate in a food fight
19) drink 5 shots of tequila in one night
20) get a chinese traditional dinner outfit
21) donate blood - did that when I was in high school :p besides, I donate monthly to the goddess of Venus also..
22) shoot an arrow / a gun (blank rounds) - BB gun.. from Marv's room... can't remember who's car we were targeting
23) play one game of tennis
24) try figure skating
25) try one class of kick boxing
26) get my tattoo expanded or get another tattoo
27) go for a concert - RAIN, I LOVE YOU!!!
28) ask for an increment *hint hint*
29) get my signature changed in all official documents
30) NOT PLAN MY OWN BIRTHDAY PARTY~!

2011-04-11T13:41:00.002+08:00

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"RAIN @ Sepang! Absolutely A.W.E.S.O.M.E!!"

Day 7 - 9: the fellowship of the flyers

2011-03-14T15:18:00.001+08:00

It's day 6 of the festival, and starting day 2, Teresa and I had already split out to attend different classes, trying as much to cover the variety of classes available and what lessons that apply to either of us. Being an extrovert person, you don't go to a new place without meeting new friends.

And then again, my style when meeting new friends is to be quiet and observe, silently sizing them up and "warming-up" to the new friends, even if it had to take a few days. What can I say, I'm a slow learner.

Let me speak about the 4 close friends Teresa & I made over the last two days.

Digna - sweet chica from mumbai who also has a penchant for dancing and yoga like teresa and i
Sanjeev - tall indian dude from Jaipur who has a double meaning with almost everything said. that is to say, pun intended
Kelly - rock climbing dude from Colorado who acts like a kid in a playground
Katya - a real kid with gorgeous bright blue eyes and the ability to perceive like an adult

Teresa was in "silence" when she saw someone 'flying', and couldn't help herself but to remove her "silence" tag to start flying as well (as one needs to communicate while flying, or else they will crash). This activity kept us busily happy between classes.

on a personal note :
It took me 2-3 days to pluck the courage to release the inner fear and fly. also, it was a trust thing. I have issues trusting new people sometimes. Colorado asked everyday if I would fly with him, and yet, I was hesitant. I mean, he's a rock climber, he deals with people whom he has to trust and be trusted in return with their lives. So why was I scared? I'm not afraid of heights or afraid of falling, mind you. However, I was definitely being self conscious though, with my weight, size and flexibility.

I also think it was a person thing. I just didn't know if I could trust Colorado to fly me, among other things. And I was unusually more quiet and reflective during the whole time. Something else was stirring inside me, digging up past emotions and memories.

I became more like the person who enjoyed being behind the camera than being present in front of it. So I spent a considerable amount of time that first 2-3 days taking pictures instead.

During this period, I find myself wondering around alone alot, thinking about home, thinking about the past, and not truly participating in the present. Even though I was listening to the conversations, but it was obvious from my feedback that I wasn't really there.

It was time to stop dwelling and start living. of course, having Teresa around also helped to clear some clutter that was going through my mind and heart. I did take some time to hang out with Mother Ganges, to tell her my fears and to help let go of my haunted past. I did finally let the ghosts from my past be swept away by Mother Ganges, and also learn to trust Colorado to fly me.

Day 4 - 6 : oh what a headache!

2011-03-04T01:42:00.002+08:00

Teresa says not to judge the pain I'm going thru as I'm going through a cleansing and clearing process.
I miss the morning session only cause my head was pounding like a bitch! I did get up for the mid morning session, which was DeepYoga. Another celebration of life through yoga with loads of movement and music. Not intense at all.
And then, I had my second reiki class, to help clear my energy further. I could feel the warmth from the energy surrounding my very being during the meditation.
My third class was therapy for the spine, helping me to un tense my shoulders and re-align my spine. Alot of lessons learnt to help me with my back problems.
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Today was also the Shivarati festival. It was the celebration to worship Lord Shiva, the god of destruction and rebirth.
I went for the pooja ceremony, with beautiful chanting and energy going around. When the prayer started, we could feel the wind building up, and just before we finished, the rain started to pour, followed by the storm that lasted through the night.
I heard back home started pouring about the same time. It's the destruction and cleansing process, to wash away the negative energies and karma and the past. Giving us the opportunity to start anew and live a more fulfilling and enriching life!
I'm still asking myself why am I here. What is the lesson that I'm suppose to gain out of this trip. A few things pop into my head. So far, it's been courage, patience, meditation and focus.

Day 2 & 3 : brrrrrrr... It's freezing!

2011-03-03T17:07:00.000+08:00

Teresa arrived safely on my first day in Delhi. I broke the news to her bout having to bathe primal style and waking up early to get our tickets or we may not make it to Rishikesh.

We had a few more glasses of Baileys to help us sleep through the night bustle. Not that she needed it as she was dead tired from her flight and work.

The next morning, we got up about 8 and went thru the ritual of gathering hot water to bathe before heading out. I gave her the same warnings as I gave myself the day before. Watch where you walk and don't let the locals try to talk u into anything. Some on the street that I spoke to the day before recognise me and greeted us good morning :)

While waiting in line to get our tickets sorted, we met an Indian family from South Africa who were backpacking in India visiting family at various provinces and cities. Seeing our enthusiasm to go to Rishikesh, they were tempted to change course for a bit.

It was an afternoon train, so we had some briyani for lunch before heading back to the hotel to pack and checkout.

We polished the bottle of Baileys with the guy at the front desk. A very nice guy who's been very generous with his advice while I was alone on the first day.

During the 4 hour journey to Haridwar, I couldn't help but play some salsa music on my phone with Teresa listening in from one of the ear pieces.

After a couple of gossips, we both knocked out for a while. Neither of us dared to use the toilet throughout the journey, as Teresa passed it earlier and almost barfed.

We got a seat with a table between us, naturally giving us more leg space, fortunately for me.

On board the same coach as us were a few hippy backpackers as well. One from Italy n another from Singapore. The Singaporean has been travelling all over India and Thailand for the last, oh, 20 years mayb.

The Indian couple next to Teresa shared some of their home made snacks while the Russian couple next to me were in their own world. And they had the cheek to ask one of us to give up our seat so they could sit together.

By the time we arrived in Haridwar, it was nightfall. It took another 45 min by cab and half hour walk to get to the ashram.

By the time we had our dinner and unpack, we were thoroughly exhausted.

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We had a fairly relaxing first day at the ashram. Our first class was the kundalini. It was like daylight trance by the riverbed. The experience is very freeing, and fairly warming, especially when the cold river wind was blowing at our faces during this whole session.

Then Teresa and I split to go try out different classes. I went for a talk on Ayurveda lifestyle and diet. I think the reason why almost the whole class stayed on was not so much interest in the subject but because the speaker was hot!

Ok, u might think that doing yoga is all just about purity. But no one ever said anything about celibacy. I mean, come on, yogis are also hippies. U know what hippies are popularly known for. Peace and love! The ashram is not a temple. Yea, it's a spiritual place, but it's not a religious one. Being spiritual is not bound to any religion.

Then I went for an introduction to reiki class. It is a subject I want to pursue. The study of energy. And in this case, the healing of energy. It's my next phase in life.

The foods been awesome so far. Same Indian food I get back home. No diarrhoeaaaaa.

Day 1: Oh! the hustle n bustle of India!

2011-02-27T19:28:00.003+08:00

I am currently sitting at a vantage point called Club India near my hotel waiting for my masala tea to arrive. Looking down, I see what I've always seen in Indian films and the Internet about the streets of India. The smaller roads, i mean. Honestly, it reminds me of Penang, minus the hokkien.

The honking of vehicles are slowly becoming music to my ears.
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Rewind back to yesterday........

I was filled with anticipation as I sat in the bus shuttle on the way to the airport.. Was constantly twitting and updating my facebook status. I guess you could say that I'm still unable to 'disconnect to connect'.

Whilst boarding the plane, it was as though I was already in India, as it was full with fast talking people from, you know it, India. There were a few 'familiar' faces, that's to say, foreigners like me, though mostly caucasians.

Indira Ghandi International Airport is probably the most modern place I've stepped foot on in India. It rivals our KLIA, for sure!

Ok, 1st let down... My hotel transfer was late, or rather to say, was forgotten. I called them to send one over before I freaked myself out. Fortunately, there was a shuttle on the way and that gave me some time to re-collect my thoughts and breathe in my surroundings.

And yes, I found wifi where I could twit, facebook and whatsapp my friends to tell them i've arrived safely.

My 'driver' was this cute boy (cute in the attitude sense) who spoke pretty decent English. Kept me entertained for a while.

It took about 45 minutes to get to the hotel. Indian traffic. As bad as KL and Penang, if not worse. Except that drivers here don't keep to their lanes. Erm, what lane was that again? I mean, there were lines on the road. For two. But I see 3-4 cars driving on that two lane road. Also, the width of the cars are quite tiny, like my old kelisa. The myvi is a luxury here!

The place I booked is definitely a backpackers place. New King Hotel. It comes with this super fast English speaking front desk guy. So fast, I had to ask him to slow down so I can hear him.

It only cost about RM 50 for two nites. With a roof over my head, bed, hot water, and *gasp* wifi, who could ask for more!

It was late, and shops have closed. Luckily, I already had food on the plane. U know the whole scare about water being the least safest thing to drink? It is. So I had a trusty bottle of Baileys to keep me company for a while. And English tv channel. And wifi.

The toilet - just like how I had to use my toilet at home during the renovations. No shower, just trickling hot water to fill a pail and pour it over my head. No big deal.

Some time through the night, I heard screams for HELP and an ambulance! It was from downstairs on the streets. I didn't get out from my room, so i assume that someone got injured; either stabbed or robbed.

Got up at 730.. Took a long bath, only cause the hot water took some time to trickle into the pail. Started my walk to the train station to try and get tickets to Rishikesh.

Alas, the guys at the tourist bureau won't do it without Teresa's passport n visa, so will have to do it tomorrow after she joins me tonight.

The streets are filled with cows.. and cow dung. Walking with ur eyes on the pavement is a must! Or you might end up stepping into a fresh squeeze of poo. Of course, if ur on a clear path, look up.. I checked out the surrounding dilapidated buildings which are still homes to the natives. Some of the buildings have been renovated to house tourists like myself. No complains here!

There were at least 5 guys who has approached me to try and help me get what I want as a tourist. I've ignored them, as adviced by the hotel ppl. Trust my instincts and go with what I feel is right.

Well, I'm not planning to shop today as I'm still travelling with a full load. Yes, the things I brought are mostly perishables and disposables. So I should have a half filled luggage to fill up again when I come back from Rishikesh.
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Apparently, fighting on the streets is a common thing, not just when ur intoxicated. I'm witnessing one right now from my vantage point at 10.30am.

Omelettes seems to be the in thing here. Almost every eatery stall has omelettes and tea. I tried one for breakfast, it's delicious. Something to do with the eggs. The shells are super White. Not like the yellow ones we get in KL.

My colleague emailed to tell me that chilly chicken cooked Chinese style is the bomb here. Really? *scratching head*

Anyways, I had a very beautiful henna done. They say it's wedding style. Hmmmm. And alot of ppl stopped to tell me it was beautiful *beams*

The weather is fine, chilly and sunny! So loving it!

It's all about the cAttitude!

2010-12-01T11:45:00.001+08:00

this is a story my friend tagged me in.. thought i should share it with you :)

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John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 'If I were any better, I would be twins!'

He was a natural motivator.

If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, 'I don't get it!

You can't be a positive person all of the time How do you do it?'

He replied, 'Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can choose to be in a bad mood

I choose to be in a good mood.'

Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.

Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or... I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.

'Yeah, right, it's not that easy,' I protested.

'Yes, it is,' he said. 'Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood.

You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life.'

I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.

After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.

I saw him about six months after the accident.

When I asked him how he was, he replied, 'If I were any better, I'd be twins..Wanna see my scars?'

I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.

'The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter,' he replied. 'Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or...I could choose to die. I chose to live.'

'Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?' I asked

He continued, '...the paramedics were great.

They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared.. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action.'

'What did you do?' I asked.

'Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,' said John. 'She asked if I was allergic to anything 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity''

Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'

He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude.... I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.

Attitude, after all, is everything .

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.' Matthew 6:34.

After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

You have two choices now:

01. Delete this

02. Forward it to the people you care about.

You know the choice I made.

A night in the life of a bartender

2010-04-27T14:30:00.001+08:00

I googled my name and found this article.. omg, that was such a long time ago. This article was probably done in 2005. Cause starting 2006, I started working in a PR Agency..

For your own good, please don't ask me to mix drinks unless its a straight vodka / whiskey / rum / gin with a mixer. i've forgotten my cocktail recipes! :)

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A night in the life of a bartender

Sat, 05/17/2008 - 12:38 — Anonymous What’s a party at the local club without a drink to heighten the experience? And how would you get that vodka martini to slake your thirst, if not for the person behind the bar? Take a walk on the wild side, as we bring you a closer look at the work of three lady bartenders.
By Joshua Rayan

Fingers work their magic as they flip, spin and shake in a single, smooth movement. It is art in motion as you create concoction after concoction. Eyes watch as you work, entertain with style, skill and grace. And when it’s time for a grand finale, you throw a bottle in the air, catch it and set a glass on fire before serving it to a mesmerised crowd. Conjurer, entertainer or performer? You’re all three. You’re a bartender!

Bartenders don’t just serve alcohol; he – or increasingly, she – is host, entertainer, shrink, and more. Now if you’re thinking bartending alá Coyote Ugly or Tom Cruise in Cocktail, well there’s more to the job than Hollywood has made it out to be.

Meet the ladies
The good stuff is there but the job is also a high pressure, always on-the-go profession. In fact, bartending is like being a manager, a PR person, a waiter, and occasionally, a dancer…all at once! Just ask bar manager, Linda Bahrain, who rules the roost at Bar Flams – one of Malaysia’s most happening dance clubs. Raising their glasses in agreement are Theresa Chiang and Aw Li-Ann. The trio are the first female bartenders at Bar Flams and are one of the few “gals” who have ventured into the world of bartending. They can mix their drinks with the very best and can gamely claim to have “seen it all and served them all”.

“When you arrive for your shift, say 5 p.m., you’d already be busy setting up – polishing, arranging, preparing. You have to see what liquors you’re running low on and check on ice, clean glasses and utensils for the night,” says Li-Ann. “When the after-work crowd starts appearing, there’s time for chitchat and lending an ear to office grumbles, family frictions and the occasional juicy story of affairs, who’s single and so on,” she chuckles. So far no one cried any sob stories to her…yet!

Once rush hour starts however, everything changes. The club will be heaving with people and the pace will get hectic beyond belief. You’d be flying up and down the bar; a constant wave of arms will thrust fists full of dollars at you; faceless party-goers will be hollering their orders over the pulsing music; waiters will scramble up constantly, requesting for this and that order. It’s busy, busy, busy all the way. The people want their drinks. Now.

A bartender has to be on top of the game at all times. There are multiple orders to remember, and tons of people to attend to every minute. And, on top of all that chaos, you must make sure that the cocktails get mixed correctly. People will be shouting different orders all night long, and yet, the bartender must somehow remember to serve each customer in the right order. “You’ve got to know your B52’s from your Bloody Marys, learn new drinks and mix accurately and efficiently,” says Li-Ann.

Mixing drinks is only half the story
Bartenders plan, stock and prepare drink garnishes and other immediate supplies. “There are daily management reports, because bartenders handle bar inventory. When there’s an inventory loss, the bartender’s responsible for it,” warns Linda.

The odd hours can be tough. On weekends, Li-Ann starts work at 5 pm, gets home at around 5 am, and is up again at 3 or 4 pm – just in time for lunch and more work! The environment (smoke and loud music) can also be stressful. And we haven’t even started on the clientele yet!

Every bar has regulars, and bartenders deal with all types. Good observation and communication skills keep regulars returning, and there are extra (legitimate) services – getting cigarettes, ordering food, or knowing ‘their’ drink – for which customers may tip extra. “You learn to predict what people are going to drink, from the way they walk and the energy they give out,” smiles Theresa knowingly.

Li-Ann says, “Our clients are generally decent. They’d invite you to join them, but they never push it.” It helps that Linda screens patrons and keeps the club ‘clean’ of unsavoury individuals. Theresa adds that customers are sometimes just being nice by offering to buy her a drink. “Sometimes I accept, but say I’ll have it later, after my shift. They’ll understand; they just want to buy me a drink, not insist I drink with them.”

When it comes to dealing with unruly customers though, the women are unanimous – be calm and professional, and don’t be a hero. “If you don’t know how to handle it, get your manager or in-house security,” says Linda. Even though bouncers are common at bars, Linda tries to keep out potential troublemakers by establishing a dress code and a minimum age for entry. Theresa adds: “My colleagues are good at reading people and they’d warn me, ‘Watch out, three o’clock.’ If I ever felt like I was in trouble, I’d grab a colleague, and he’d understand.”

Then there are those who have a burden to share, and treat their bartenders as part-time shrinks. “I’ll tell you my dark secret, but promise not to tell my boss/ colleague/ spouse, ok?” Linda says with a laugh. As the man or woman behind the drinks counter, the you’d normally oblige and lend a sympathetic ear. But never get personally involved. Be a confidante by all means, but don’t become the unwitting guest star of an Oprah Winfrey show instead!

Job perks?
Sorry, most of the stereotypes (cheap drinks, leisurely lifestyle, etc.) only exist in Hollywood films. Generally, no drinking is allowed while you’re on-the-job, unless the customer is paying for it. Bartenders get no discounts on alcoholic beverages, but soft drinks on tap are for free.

However, you do get to choose an environment that matches your personality. Do you like the elegance of ships, hotels and clubs? Enjoy the cosiness of a neighbourhood pub? Long for the pumping excitement of nightclubs? A good bartender can work anywhere, turning skills and personality into a unique, lucrative asset. After bartending in Scotland for a year, Theresa returned home with enough spare change for a car! Then there is flair-tending – fancy flourishes for fame and moolah. Start practising now and you even might make the 2006 World Cocktail Competition and Flair-tending Competition in Greece.

In terms of career advancement, you can, like Linda, rise up the ranks into management. While the average turnover for part-timers is four to five months, experienced bartenders last for several years. Due to its demanding nature, there are very few “career” bartenders around, except maybe for those who open their own bar.

Ultimately, bartending is a lot of fun but it’s also a lot of work. Still, it can be fulfilling to have the crowd eating (and drinking) out of your hands, and know you’re quenching parched throats (and parched souls) with a touch that’s uniquely yours.

Vodka Martini, anyone? Shaken, not stirred, of course.

Namaste - on the last week of the 30 Day Challenge

2009-11-26T21:52:00.000+08:00

unfortunately, this week, i've not been able to share much of my experience due to my work schedule.

not making it for the morning class, i try my best to make it for the evenings. i realised that the evening classes are much more packed than the morning class. and honestly, i prefer doing yoga in the morning as it truly gives the day a great energy boost!

there is one class which its experience i would like share. for me this class was special. special not because it was a morning class, but it was a class which i went straight from work to. yes, i worked till 7.30am from the morning before and went into class the morning after.

as i already lack oxygen going up to the head due to lack of sleep, through the poses where i had to bow forward or down, i had blood rushing up (or should i say down) to my head. coming up from those poses gave me a high, a nice dizzy spin like you've just had a couple of glasses of wine.. relaxation after class was bliss.. the muscles truly feeling used and well spent.

however, i would not recommend anyone to do this. it was incredibly dangerous for me when i was driving back after class, as i was feeling numbness (the mild pins and needles type) to my arms and feet, and had to concentrate extra hard to keep my wheels in check.

there's another 4 more days to go. i hope to be able to complete them without missing anymore, despite the fact that i'm also working through the public holiday and weekend.

wish me luck~!!

Namaste - Day 14,15,16,17 & 18

2009-11-18T15:22:00.002+08:00

honestly, i feel really guilty for not being able to update this diary as often during the last 5 days. there is a perfectly good reason for that. my work has been super duper hectic, plus i haven't been sitting in front of my computer much as well.

also, during the last few days, silly old me, mistaking the pain on my arms and shoulders as using my muscles during sun salutation, i pulled it instead. rendering both my arms kinda useless after, and not able to do the other poses which uses the arms as well. this is not such an innocent mistake. it is a very common and taken for granted mistake. the lack of preparation and warm-up.

so while my arms are healing, and using more of my legs, i'm going to take this pretty painful lesson as a good smacking for not having good common sense. one of the most important lessons in yoga, good warm-up and awareness of the body.

oh, and pain isn't everything.. it can definitely be detrimental.. i suddenly feel like such a sadist..

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i didn't make it for the morning class, but made it for the evening one. indra had already made my meal in the morning and saved it for me, so i went to pick it up during lunch.

Veggie Kebab

Namaste - Day 11, 12 & 13

2009-11-13T20:26:00.002+08:00

and again i was super late on Wed & Thurs.

i realised why i've been so tired & exhausted the last 2-3 days. it's a monthly thing. my body starts to breakdown a day or two before my cycle starts. and because my body is still getting used to doing yoga for the last two weeks, i got extra tired. i just couldn't get out of bed this morning, despite already being half awake.

my body is telling me not to push it any further. i've not done any form of real exercise in months (maybe even years), and i'm no spring chicken either.

i used to lie to myself that, yeah, i am exercising what.. i'm dancing in clubs.. counts rite :p
no, dancing in a club does not count for exercise. its not as intense as dancing in a real class for 2-3 hours straight. it can't even compare to my 1 hour of yoga every morning. so therefore, it definitely doesn't count.

no worries, i'll be back and bouncing again in another 2 days..

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meals for the last 2 days :)

we had chickpeas & olive salad and wheatberries & fruits salad

this was really yummy on its own..

but i couldn't help making it into a wrap.

a chickpea & salad with yogurt dressing chapati wrap..

*drooling while thinking about it*

annnnddd my wheatberries & fruit salad

was supposed to wrap this too, but i didn't have time this morning

as i didn't get to go to class this morning, my dearest cousin, who's also in the challenge together with me, dropped it off at my house. thanks yvonne! :)

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there's also something else that triggered during the last few days. i felt that i should finally let this off my chest. one of the reasons why i haven't blog this in the last year or so is cause i haven't been blogging about much.

there was this boyfriend whom i was seeing for a year. he was my pillar of strength. the man who pulled me out of a rut that i was in and help me define myself again.

when we broke up, it was a mutual decision. however, mutual as it was, it was still as heartbreaking as hell. shortly after we broke up, he got together with his now fiance.

i was jealous, hurt, and couldn't think of anything else but to numb myself. and i did that by somewhat heading into self-destructive acts like drinking, drinking alot, screwing around, getting into destructive relationships, throwing away my so-called career, and what not.. it took me 9 months to destroy myself, and another 3 years to try and save what's left of it.

there is definitely no doubt that i loved him very much, and still do, although not in the same manner. however, i love him that much to want him to be happy, even if its with someone else. that's healthy still right :)

and finally i am able to let go. i am even able to face her (his fiance) too. she was one of the many friends i made during college. so it was kinda awkward at first.

all that was a while ago. and yet, sometimes it just feels like yesterday. constantly feeling guilty of how much i've let myself go and abusing my own body the last half a decade.

another thing i've felt, or rather, was pointed out by a friend, was that i was slowly but surely, building up barriers around my heart like you wouldn't believe. those walls are thicker and longer than the great wall of china. she told me, open up myself, don't get used to being single. basically means don't be a hermit.

and i think this was one of the reasons why my not-so-recent relationship didn't work out that well. because i was still clammed up. because i wasn't open. because i didn't take the risk to feel and love again.

it's time to break all those down, and no one else can do that but me.

Namaste - Day 7, 8, 9 & 10

2009-11-10T12:07:00.001+08:00

the last few days has rendered me physically & mentally exhausted. so exhausted that i couldn't wake up this morning in time, and was super late for class.

i missed the sun salutations, with both regret and relief. regret that i didn't get to do it ritually every morning, but a relief as i don't think i could have sustain the rest of the class if i did.

indra said that it is possible that my body has reached its limit. well, its not time to give up yet. though i was late, it is definitely better than not showing up at all.

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today's meal :)

Salsa Hummus Wrap

absolutely yummy!! *slurp*

Namaste - Day 5 & 6

2009-11-06T19:04:00.000+08:00

oh gosh! i almost forgot that i've got a yoga diary to update :)

going through the motions for the last two days at class, i realised that i'm moving into poses easier, and stretching alot better. throughout the rest of the day my body feels lighter, and i'm beginning to have a tendency to stretch those major muscles that are stationary due to office work ever so often.

one of the moments that i feel proud about during this challenge is being able to wake up early to go for the classes. i used to think i have mild insomnia as i'm unable to sleep at night, tossing and turning till the wee hours of the morning before i actually get some 20 winks before waking up in a heavy daze for work. thus, afraid that i wouldn't be able to uphold the challenge.

but for the last 6 days, as i've spent quite alot of energy during class in the morning, and just going through the motions at work, by the time 10.30pm comes, i'm tired and sleepy enough to doze off. resulting to rising early in the morning and off to class.

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during relaxation today, while erin told us to go to a comfortable place, i couldn't help thinking of teresa and her proposal for this challenge. and all these thoughts ran through my head...

"accept for my own mother, no one knows me better than her. in a way, we're like mirror images - as much alike as we are, we can also be the opposite of each other. for example, her childish excitement where at times amuses me, most of the time frustrates me.. i'm the calm sort who keeps an image of a cool cat. and yet, when i let myself go, when my inner child appears, i can too annoy myself with my own childish excitement.

i've always been a slow person when it comes to following or practicing a trend, or even being a fan something / someone. with teresa, its the same thing. while we practically almost have the same taste in everything, my interest thens to take slower and smaller baby steps towards it. take yoga, for instance. it took me more than 7 years after teresa has pursued it to pique an interest at it, though i've only admired it from a distance, and that was with encouragement as well as being challenged into it.

when initially, during my younger days, where i was the subject of admiration between us sisters, i find that i admire her even more seeing she has accomplished so much in the practices of humanity and passion. her spiritual calling is so much stronger than mine, as i've strayed so far away... time to re-adjust my path.."

Namaste - Day 3 & 4

2009-11-04T11:41:00.000+08:00

the last two days has been extra painful as i was stretching muscles and using joints which i've not used in a long long time or as regularly.

don't get me wrong. it's not a torture chamber. in fact, it got me thinking of how bad my posture has been, and how wrongly i've been using my muscles. as a former dancer, i've taken all these for granted and have turn to the 'dark' side.

it will get better in time, and with practice, it won't hurt as much anymore. practice makes perfect, increasing confidence and reducing fear.

talking about fear, i had difficulty doing one of the poses cause i was afraid to push my shoulders down and place my chin on the floor. a few times i either plopped and laid flat on my stomach or hit my chin on the mat.

eventually, after about 30 tries, i finally managed it.

here is erin showing us how to do it..

another position that is supposed to be a relaxing position, but still feels like alot of pain for me is the downward dog.

this is not how it should be done.

as u can see, i have my heels up. but with my current flexibility and strength, this is the best i can do. i also have my elbows hyper-extended, where as it should be slightly bent and not locked in.

eventually, my downward dog should look like this.

flat foot, rounded elbows & shoulders, with a nice flat & firm tummy..

~namaste~

Namaste - Day 1 & 2

2009-11-02T17:22:00.002+08:00

i have 2 perceptions when it comes to yoga.

1. the whole spiritual mambo jambo, convening with the universe, your spirit, through your body, mind and soul stuff.. i'm a person that don't believe in anything, much.. and the thought this scared me a little.

2. there's also the whole fake / poser perception where you have the tai-tai/datin/celebrity doing the yoga thing to be seen and heard. this, i have the same dislike for as the ones who do the same fake / poser thing at clubs. thanks, but no thanks. yoga shouldn't be a social status activity.

both perceptions above, are my stereotypes.. you may think differently.

when i first did yoga with 3sa years ago, yoga for me was more of a stretching exercise class than anything. that was years ago.

yesterday, as i filled in my registration form for the 30-day yoga challenge, the guy who took my registration look at me with a cautious eye and told me that i've got quite alot of injuries. here's the list :
a) old injuries (all on right side) - sprained / twisted ankle, sprained hip, broken cartilage @ knee, broken collar bone, deformed shoulder blade, broken wrist. all healed but can't be stressed so much on without protection

b) back problems - recovering from major whiplash on upper back (both shoulders) due to a car accident last year & sprained lower back due to stupidity manual labor 5 years ago.

after yesterday's re-introduction class, i was bursting with energy the whole day and by 10.30pm at nite, my energy was well spent and called it a night.

today's class, however, left me feeling lethargic about 3 hours after i entered work. or maybe i'm just having a much busier morning than usual without a chance to actually reflect.

when 3sa and i first spoke about this challenge, she mentioned that i would be going in with alot more physical challenges. she also said that while yoga is about the body & mind, i would be more mentally affected than physical. at this point, until i can calm my mind while doing the poses instead of thinking "breathe, breathe, breathe" or "stretch! ouch! pain!" its physical..

the only message i'm getting mentally is, "don't give up!" and "don't fall from / lose hope!".

i realise i need yoga. i need it so i can recover, so i can stretch and be more flexible again, so i can lose weight and most importantly, so i can dance again without worries. "no pain, no gain" they say..

giving starbucks a run for their money :D

she proposed, and i said yes! YES!

2009-10-30T11:17:00.007+08:00

i'm officially...

still...

single!

but i got your attention, didn't i? ;)

however, i'm not lying. she did propose. she proposed a challenge, a birthday challenge.

she is my soul sister, partner-in-crime, the other daughter my mom never had, my best friend, trey :) well, she's known as trey on this blog lar.. she's more affectionately known as 3sa (tree-sa or teresa, get it?)

we were sitting at a mamak last saturday nite and ~~on bended knees~~ bent bodies over the table.. she excitedly proposed and blindly made me promise (my fault) without knowing what it was. best friends do that for each other. whatever it is, we do only. die die also must try and do.

after explaining to me what it was, i gingerly said hmmmm.. yes. YES! I'll commit :)

IT is a 30-day yoga challenge for my birthday, proudly sponsored by Living Arts, her studio, whose studio share the same initials as mine (LA).

so starting this sunday, 1st Nov 2010 @ 8.30am, i'll begin my 30-day journey at Sun Yoga studio in Taman Tun Dr Ismail. what i hope to achieve? i'm open to whatever comes my way during these 30 days. namaste......

Black Eyed Peas' on Oprah @ Chicago.. Flashmob by audience

2009-09-16T16:21:00.001+08:00

this is just fantastic!!

quotes of the day.. according to emoticons

2009-08-19T12:32:00.010+08:00

was having a msn conversation today about what i had for breakfast with a close friend, who only wants to be known as the anonymous panda , and he started doing quotes with his emoticons..

" i dont like u, u ate my sister today!!"

"yes...im not happy either"

"im just happy i went to pee when the butcher came by, better lucy then me! haha"

"thank God no one likes monkeys"

"our meats too gamey"

i couldn't stop laughing!! and quite obviously, i had pork bacon sandwich for breakfast :)

happy birthday andre!!

2009-08-11T17:12:00.003+08:00

had a nice weekend celebrating Andre's pre-birthday celebration with a barbie q (that's what it was called) organised by pj (andre's wifey), jules and jenn at pj's apartment, bangsar puteri condominiums...

the food was de-li-cious
the company was fan-tas-tic
the drinks was plen-ti-ful
the birthday boy was high-and-drunk
(i think he should be at the end of the nite.. didn't stay long enough to find out)

Andre having the birthday note flake from his cake and the special long island tea i made.

thumbs down

2009-08-11T15:27:00.002+08:00

i used to write.. really well..
looking back at my past postings, i definitely had more wit then, than i do now..

my mind's just blank these days. i want to write again, and every time the inspiration comes, i'm doing something else, and can't do my writing.

i miss 'megan' from my short stories.. i had so much to share about her, and yet, i still can't pen it down.

oh, and i'm no longer using nick names for ppl and places i used to go or meet, unless its a reaaalll sensitive issue / person.. if i offend anyone by doing so in future, too bad.. it is afterall, my blog :)

~sigh~

2009-08-10T17:25:00.002+08:00

Unconventional Methods To Prevent Influenza

By Sajad Hussein

KUALA LUMPUR, Aug 9 (Bernama) -- Avoiding masturbation and homosexual activities are among preventive measures one could take against Influenza A (H1N1), according to an eminent practitioner of complimentary therapy.

Dr. V. M. Palaniappan said that such activities caused the body to develop friction heat which in turn, produced acid and made the body hyperacidised.

"Thus, the body becomes an easy target for H1N1 infection," he told Bernama, emphasising however, that normal sexual union between members of the opposite sex was absolutely safe.

The former associate professor of ecology at Universiti Malaya has authored several books on complementary therapy called, 'Ecological Healing System'.

Dr Palaniappan said his 33 years of research had shown that high acidity in the body resulted in loss of immunity, thus making people more susceptible to viral diseases like Influenza A (H1N1).

Hence, to prevent acidity, it was essential to consume alkaline food and drinks that could neutralise excess acid in the body.

Dr Palaniappan recommends coconut water, which is alkaline, and therefore could be used as a herbal medicine for the prevention of H1N1.

For example, he said, those who felt feverish and developed a burning sensation while attending to a call of nature because of extreme acidity, could neutralise it by drinking coconut water, twice a day, for three days.

He also recommended orange, lemon and pomelo which, despite containing citric acid, were very rich in potassium and therefore, would not disturb the body's immunity.

According to Dr Palaniappan, excessive physical activity like running a marathon should be avoided as it produced acid due to excessive metabolic activity.

Similarly, he said, keeping late nights without adequate sleep and working without proper rest could also increase the body's acidity which in turn, lowered immunity and made the body vulnerable to viral attacks.

Dr Palaniappan's blog: http://ecohealingsystem.blogspot.com/ discusses the therapy in more detail.

-- BERNAMA

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ok, so this has got to be one of the most ludicruos thing i've ever heard..

simply said, i shouldn't be giving blow-jobs or hand-jobs until the h1n1 situation dies down.. cool! less work for me..

time passed sooo fast

2009-08-05T17:21:00.002+08:00

living life day in day out, and suddenly, 3 years has gone by..

wow~!

one of my close friend got married on this day, 3 years ago.. and having not seen her in a while, thinking it wasn't too long ago.. but now, it's been 3 years since she walked down that aisle, and i've only probably seen her twice since then. she's now happily and heavily pregnant with god's gift, a beautiful child (i'm sure)..

gorgeous and beautiful mummy alene

Lene says (5:25 PM): 3 years have passed! Much changes?
BootyFly says (5:25 PM): i don't even know where to begin...

for 1, i definitely put on a fair bit of weight (ok, its ALOT).. got tired of having short-term / long term flings... slowing down on being a drama-mama.. started gym, stopped gym.. still hanging out at zeta bar (although there was a long hiatus).. met and made a hell lot of new but good friends.. stop blogging for a while.. got a new phone or two.. got a new camera (finally!!).. because of that, became a camwhore... started blogging again.. improved my game in pool.. went for a holiday (yay!!).. got a new car (double yay!!).. and, became a facebook junkie..

so what has changed for u in the last 3 years?

happy birthday corey!!

2009-08-04T18:38:00.004+08:00

ok, so i didn't get to go zeta last nite to celebrate his bday.. but we did celebrate it over the weekend. at creAsian :)

taken right outside hilton

corey and stu arrived after dinner, while the rest of us (sam, pete, travis & danielle) went over to creAsian for dinner first.. activities followed the celebration - flaming lamborghini, darts, pool, and music..

Too3K @ creAsian

corey & stu playing darts

the dartboard after being violated

and then, of all places, we went to beach club (despite repeatedly telling them its the last place in town you would wanna be).. actually, beach club was kinda the last choice.. we stopped outside thai club and heard the band 'screeching'.. then we went to aloha and the band wasn't so fantastic.. no where else was kinda opened, and beach club was packed, so why not..

before beach club..

just outside

checking out jln p. ramlee

sammy being a monkey.. she thinks she's king kong
no sammy, that's not the KL Tower :)

some 'scenic' pictures at beach club..

i hope i didn't spoil ur appetite :p

bringing this back to life

2009-08-04T13:21:00.002+08:00

ok, i admit.. facebook rules my life :) erm.. i think it should be, i update the happenings in my life on facebook and not blogspot..

i supposed i just got tired of telling stories, u know.. there's only so much i can say, without really bursting other ppl's so-called secrets or mine.. so shall i go back to the boring stuff? like what i do daily? do u really want to read that?

let's try that for now..

so lately, i've been spending way way way way too much time in zeta bar, till my bank went broke. but, what the heck, i go there because of the band, and the new friends i've made in the band (i think i've repeated this to one tooooo many ppl already, when they ask why do i keep hanging out at that super duper expensive old man / dato' / datin / pick up joint).

my favourite days to go : thursdays

its ladies nite! 50% off drinks (which is now considered 'normal' price for us)

the only thing i'm promoting about zeta bar is the band.. don't even think about going there for other reasons unless u can afford it.

omg, and i haven't even mention what they are called :p

Too3K, baby!
from L-R
Corey (vocals), Paul (guitars), Stuart (vocals), Travis (drums),
Pete (bass), Sam (vocals), and Dan (keyboards)
(click here or on picture to check out photo album @ facebook)

how did i meet them? hanging out at zeta bar, of course! well, Too3k performed at zeta 2 years ago, and i met corey, stuart, shinny, and dan back then.. the current Too3k came with a new ensemble..

for now, i'm still broke.. therefore, till we meet again on thursday...

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work's kinda quiet but busy none the less.. there's no real exciting stuff to do, but alot of internal updating and upgradings (*hint hint*)..

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what happened to the drama-mama? who kidnapped me??!

i'm retired.. mellowed.. more melancholy.. mayb more grown-up.. and yes, i'm learning not to be such a melodrama..

naughty answers... (old but classic)

2009-07-08T13:26:00.000+08:00

Man comes home, finds his wife with his friend in bed.

He shoots his friend and kills him.

Wife says,"If you behave like this, you will lose ALL your friends".

A small Boy wrote to Santa Claus, "send me a brother"

Santa wrote back,

" SEND ME YOUR MOTHER"

What is the definition of Mistress?

Someone between the Mister and Mattress.

What's the difference between stress, tension and panic?

Stress is when wife is pregnant,

Tension is when girlfriend is pregnant.

Panic is when both are pregnant.

Grammar Teacher: Do you know the importance of a period?

Kid: Yeah, once my sister said she has missed one, my mom fainted, dad got a heart attack & our driver ran away

A young boy asks his Dad :"What is the difference between confident and confidential?

Dad says: "You are my son, I'm confident about that. Your friend over there, is also my son, THAT is confidential. "

mosaic? what mosaic?? lalala...

2009-04-04T21:32:00.003+08:00

DIRECTIONS:
- Go to Google image search.
- Type in your answer to each question.
- Choose a picture from the first few images.
- Use this website (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php) to make your collage (Or any other site, whatever).
- Save the image for use in this note.
- Post and tag all your friends.

QUESTIONS:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What is your hometown?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. What is your favorite movie?
6. What is your favorite drink?
7. What is your dream vacation?
8. What is your favorite dessert?
9. What is one word to describe yourself?
10. How are you feeling right now?
11. What do you love most in the world?
12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
13. What is your favorite song?
14. What is your favorite season?
15. What is your favorite animal?
16. What is your age?

Find out the real me?

2009-03-04T11:39:00.000+08:00

Try out this interesting personality test at http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx and see how well the description fits u *_*.... Don't forget to tag me back the results :)

Your view on yourself:

You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:

You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.

Your views on education

Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

The right job for you:

You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.

How do you view success:

You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.

What are you most afraid of:

You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.

Who is your true self:

You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.

about the cat, her tail.. and sometimes her booty too...

2009-02-17T10:12:00.004+08:00

Here are the rules - post this list on your profile (in Notes) replacing my answers with yours.

Tag 25 people to do the same thing. (ahem.. u all not sien one ar??)

If I tagged YOU, it's because I want to know more about YOU!

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
LeAnn Rimes?? sorry, i'm older than her.. no one, i guess..

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
couple of days back

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
what's not to like?

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
cock.. i mean rooster.. i mean chicken.. :D

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
does almost count?
i've got 2 godkids.. and a kid brother

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
most definitely!! how can I not be friends with myself??

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
do penguins fly?

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
i think i might have lost it while screaming during a bungee jump.. oh wait, i haven't bungee jumped yet..

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
yes, next month infact..

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
roti canai garing :p - its crispy, and it goes well with milk.. tea

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
yea, or else i wouldn't be able to get out of those strappy heels..

12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
anything not too shweet...

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
smile, shoulders, height, eyes... forgive me, i multitask :p

15. RED OR PINK?
purple

16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORlTE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
being phat! (fat lar)

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
you...

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?
if they don't.. grrrrrrrrrrrrr.. the boots will come flying

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
pants? i'm wearing a skirt lar! okok.. purple and black..

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
the whirring sounds of my 1.5 horse power aircon

22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE
purple

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
after bath body smells

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
JJ

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
is this a trick question?

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
gymnastics and diving

27. HAIR COLOR?
brown

28. EYE COLOR?
sometimes dark, sometimes light brown

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
when i want to make eye contact ;)

30. FAVORITE FOOD?
grilled fish~!

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
scary movies with happy endings

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
at the cinema - four christmases
at home - dragonlance

33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
fuchsia

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
summer

35. HUGS OR KISSES?
hugs then kisses

37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
respond to what?

38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
oh you mean this? everyone lar..

39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
entombed.. can't remember the author's name tho..

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
nothing.. its standing upright

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
the black screen

42. FAVORITE SOUND(S).
tunes in my head...

43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
beatles

44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
australia

45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
errr i can point with my toes?

46 WHERE WERE U BORN?
Ipoh, Perak

47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
whoever will do..

48. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?
huh? who?

Sexist...

2009-02-13T16:17:00.002+08:00

The Steakhouse Incident

2009-02-13T14:45:00.003+08:00

If you have just eaten, kindly wait another 2 hours to read this..
If you have just eaten CPM, kindly read this tomorrow.

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The Steakhouse Incident

Now, I know that there is a lot of embellishment that occurs on this group and I am aware that a small number of things are perhaps sheer fabrication, but I have a story to tell that is the absolute truth. Funniest damn thing that has ever happened to me.

A couple of weeks ago we decided to cruise out to Ryan's Steakhouse for dinner. It was a Wednesday night which means that macaroni and beef was on the hot bar, indeed the only night of the week that it is served. Wednesday night is also kid's night at Ryan's, complete with Dizzy the Clown wandering from table to table entertaining the little bastards. It may seem that the events about to be told have little connection to those two circumstances, but all will be clear in a moment.

We went through the line and placed our orders for the all-you-can-eat hot bar then sat down as far away from the front of the restaurant as possible in order to keep the density of kids down a bit. Then I started my move to the hot bar. Plate after plate of macaroni and beef were consumed that evening, I tell you -- in all, four heaping plates of the pseudo-Italian ambrosia were shoved into my belly. I was sated. Perhaps a bit too much, however.

I had not really been feeling well all day, what with a bit of gas and such. By the time I had eaten four overwhelmed plates of food, I was in real trouble. There was so much pressure on my diaphragm that I was having trouble breathing. At the same time, the downward pressure was building. At first, I thought it was only gas which could have been passed in batches right at the table without to much concern. Unfortunately, that was not to be. After a minute or so it was clear that I was dealing with explosive diarrhea. It's amazing how grease can make its way through your intestines far faster than the food which spawned the grease to begin with,but I digress...

I got up from the table and made my way to the bathroom. Upon entering, I saw two sinks immediately inside the door, two urinals just to the right of the sinks, and two toilet stalls against the back wall. One of them was a handicapped bathroom. Now, normally I would have gone to the handicapped stall since I like to stretch out a bit when I take a good shit, but in this case, the door lock was broken and the only thing I hate worse than my wife telling me to stop cutting my toenails with a pair of diagonal wire cutters is having someone walk in on me while I am taking a shit. I went to the normal stall.

In retrospect, I probably should have gone to the large, handicapped stall even though the door would not lock because that bit of time lost in making the stall switch proved to be a bit too long under the circumstances. By the time I had walked into the regular stall, the pressure on my ass was reaching Biblical proportions.

I began "The Move."

For those women who may be reading this, let me take a moment to explain "The Move." Men know exactly what their bowels are up to at any given second. And when the time comes to empty the cache, a sequence of physiological events occur that can not be stopped under any circumstances. There is a move men make that involves simultaneously approaching the toilet, beginning the body turn to position ones ass toward said toilet, hooking ones fingers into ones waistline, and pulling down the pants while beginning the squat at the same time. It is a very fluid motion that, when performed properly, results in the flawless expulsion of shit at the exact same second that ones ass is properly placed on the toilet seat. Done properly, it even assures that the choad is properly inserted into the front rim of the toilet in the event that the piss stream lets loose at the same time; it is truly a picture of coordination rivaling that of a skilled ballet dancer.

I was about half-way into "The Move" when I looked down at the floor and saw a pile of vomit that had been previously expelled by one of those little bastards attending kids night; it was mounded up in the corner so I did not notice it when I had first walked into the stall. Normally, I would not have been bothered by such a thing, but I had eaten so much and the pressure upward was so intense, that I hit a rarely experienced gag reflex. And once that reflex started, combined with the intense pressure upward caused by the bloated stomach, four plates of macaroni and beef started coming up for a rematch. What happened next was so quick that the exact sequence of events are a bit fuzzy, but I will try to reconstruct them as best I can.

In that moment of impending projectile vomiting, my attention was diverted from the goings-on at the other end. To put a freeze frame on the situation, I was half crotched down to the toilet, pants pulled down to my knees, with a load of vomit coming up my esophagus. Now, most of you know that vomiting takes precedence over shit no matter what is about to come slamming out of your ass. It is apparently an evolutionary thing since shitting will not kill you, but vomiting takes a presence of mind to accomplish so that you do not aspirate any food into the bronchial tubes and perhaps choke to death. My attention was thus diverted.

At that very split second, my ass exploded in what can only be described as a wake...you know, as in a newspaper headline along the lines of "30,000 Killed In Wake of Typhoon Fifi" or something similar. In what seemed to be most suitably measured in cubic feet, an enormous plug of shit the consistency of thick mud with embedded pockets of greasy liquid came flying out of my ass. But remember, I was only half-way down on the toilet at that moment. The shit wave was of such force and of just such an angle in relation to the back curve of the toilet seat that it ricocheted off the back of the seat and slammed into the wall at an angle of incidence equal to the angle at which it initially hit the toilet seat. Then I sat down.

Recall that when that event occurred, I was already half-way to sitting anyway and had actually reached the point of no return. I have always considered myself as relatively stable gravitationally, but when you get beyond a certain point, you're going down no matter how limber you may be. Needless to say, the shit wave, though of considerable force, was not so sufficient so as to completely glance off the toilet seat and deposit itself on the walls, like what you would see when hitting a puddle with a high-pressure water hose; even though you throw water at the puddle, the puddle gets moved and no water is left to re-form a puddle. There was a significant amount of shit remaining on about one-third of the seat rim which I had now just collapsed upon.

Now, back to the vomit...

While all the shitting was going on, the vomit was still on its way up. By the time I had actually collapsed on the toilet, my mouth had filled up with a goodly portion of the macaroni and beef I had just consumed. OK, so what does the human body instinctively do when vomiting? One bends over. So I bent over. I was still sitting on the toilet, though. Therefore, bending over resulted in me placing my head above my now slightly-opened legs, positioned in between my knees and waist. Also directly above my pants which were now pulled down to a point just midway between my knees and my ankles. Oh, did I mention that I was wearing not just pants, but sweat pants with elastic on the ankles.

In one mighty push, some three pounds of macaroni and beef, two or three Cokes, and a couple of Big, Fat Yeast Rolls were deposited in my pants...on the inside...with no ready exit at the bottom down by my feet.

In the next several seconds, there were a handful of farts, a couple of turds, and the event ended, yet I was now sitting there with my pants full of vomit, my back covered in shit that had bounced off the toilet, spattered on three ceramic-tiled walls to a height of about five feet, and still had enough force to come back at me, covering the back of my shirt with droplets of liquid shit. All while thick shit was spread all over my ass in a ring curiously in the shape of a toilet seat.

And there was no fucking toilet paper.

What could I do but laugh. I must have sounded like a complete maniac to the guy who then wandered into the bathroom. He actually asked if I was OK since I was laughing so hard I must have sounded like I was crying hysterically. I calmed down just enough to ask him if he would get the manager. And told him to have the manager bring some toilet paper. When the manager walked in, he brought the toilet paper with him, but in no way was prepared for what happened next. I simply told him that there was no way I was going to explain what was happening in the stall, but that I needed several wet towels and I needed him to go ask my wife to come help me. I told him where we were sitting and he left. At that point, I think he was probably assuming that I had pissed just a bit in my pants or something similarly benign.

About two minutes later, my wife came into the bathroom not knowing what was wrong and with a certain amount of worry in her voice. I explained to her (still laughing and having trouble getting out words) that I had a slight accident and needed her help. Knowing that I had experienced some close calls in the past, she probably assumed that I had laid down a small turd or something and just needed to bring the car around so we could bolt immediately. Until I asked her, I'm sure she had no idea that she was about to go across the street and purchase me new underwear, new socks, new pants, a new shirt, and (by that time due to considerable leakage around the elastic ankles thingies) new sneakers. And she then started to laugh herself since I was still laughing. She began to ask for an explanation as to what had happened when I promised her that I would tell her later, but that I just needed to handle damage control for the time being. She left.

The manager then came back in with a half-dozen wet towels and a few dry ones. I asked him to also bring a mop and bucket upon which he assured me that they would clean up anything that needed to be cleaned. Without giving him specific details, I explained that what was going on in that stall that night was far in excess of what I would expect anyone to deal with, what with most of the folks working at Ryan's making minimum wage of just slightly above. At that moment, I think it dawned on him exactly the gravity of the situation. Then that manager went so far above the call of duty that I will be eternally grateful for his actions. He hooked up a hose.

Fortunately, commercial bathrooms are constructed with tile walls and tile floors and have a drain in the middle of the room in order to make clean up easy. Fortunately, I was in a commercial bathroom. He hooked up the hose to the spigot located under the sink as I began cleaning myself up with the wet towels. Just as I was finishing, my wife got back with the new clothes and passed them into the stall, whereupon I stuffed the previously worn clothing into the plastic bag that came from the store, handing the bag to my wife. I finished cleaning myself off and carefully put on my new clothes, still stuck in the stall since I figured that it would be in bad taste to go out of the stall to get redressed in the event I happened to be standing there naked and some little bastard kid walked in. At that point, I had only made a mess; I had not yet committed a felony and intended to keep it that way.

When I finished getting dressed, I picked up the hose and cleaned up the entire stall, washing down the remains toward the drain in the center of the room. I put down the hose and walked out of the bathroom. I had intended to go to the manager and thank him for all he had done, but when I walked out, three of the management staff were there to greet me with a standing ovation. I started laughing so hard that I thought I was going to throw up again, but managed to scurry out to the car where my wife was now waiting to pick me up by the front door.

The upshot of all this is that I strongly recommend eating dinner at Ryan's Steak House. They have, by far, the nicest management staff of any restaurant in which I have eaten.

Steve Crisp

crisp@ihos.com
http://www.ihos.com/steakhouse.html

I Want FABULOUS!

2009-02-12T15:11:00.003+08:00

Kena Tagged, and abit the free lar..

Do the following:
1. Put your iTunes/Winamp/iPod on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Tag friends who might enjoy doing this.

my media player is quite random, but mostly my favourite songs.. LOL
anyways, what i did was played 5 songs randomly first, then only started answering the first question.

Here are my answers.

IF SOMEONE ASKS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?
What Can I Do - The Corrs

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Beep - Pussycat Dolls

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
I Love the Way You Love Me - Boyzone

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Who's That Girl? - Eve

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Any Given Sunday - Jamie Foxx

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Real Emotions - Los Lonely Boys

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Home - Michael Buble

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Switch - Will Smith

What is 2+2?
I Don't Care - Ricky Martin ft Fat Joe

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
If I Can't Have You - Tara Wilkinson / Bee Gees

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Sweetest Thing - U2

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Hand in My Pocket - Alanis Morissette

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Steppin To The Bad Side - Jamie Foxx - Dreamgirls OST

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Stir It Up - Joss Stone & Patti LaBelle

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
My Valentine - Jim Brickman & Martina McBride (somehow this is just abit wrong.. but coincidentally, i'm a valentine baby)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Words - Boyzone

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Mas Que Nada - Black Eyed Peas (very befitting!!)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Angel - John Mayer ft Dave Matthews

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Ironic - Alanis Morissette

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Hacienda - Ibiza Lounge

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Let Me Blow Your Mind - Eve & Gwen Stefani

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Chorado - Sergio Mendes

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Hella Good - No Doubt

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Work It - Nelly ft Justin Timberlake

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Gettin Jiggy With It - Will Smith

WHAT SCARES YOU?
Friends in Time - Ronan Keating

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
So Lonely - Mariah Carey

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Summertime - Nina Simone

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
One Day I'll Fly Away - Nicole Kidman - Moulin Rouge OST

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Fabulous - High School Musical 2 OST

Tales of L

2009-02-11T15:33:00.002+08:00

It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag ten people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real - nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name : Li-Ann

2. A four Letter Word : Love

3. A boy's Name : Leonard

4. A girl's Name : Lisa

5. An occupation : Lackey

6. A color : Lilac

7. Something you'll wear : Lipstick

9. A food : Lettuce

10. Something found in the bathroom: Lenses cleaner

11. A place : Los Angeles

12. A reason for being late : Lack of sleep

13. Something you'd shout : Lalala!!

14. A movie title : Lord of the Rings

15. Something you drink : Liquor

16. A musical group : Limp Bizkit

17. An animal : Little Kitty :p

18. A street name : Liverpool Street

19. A type of car : Liyana

20. The title of a song : Listen

25 Random Things about ME!

2009-02-03T10:56:00.002+08:00

I've been tagged by Alysha and Lene, so i might as well..

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)

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i'm an antisocial. meaning, i won't really talk to you unless i've met you at least 3 times, in a short period of time. there are also those whom i click with immediately lar, but that's a rare case scenario. still, this is very mood depending :)

i'm not afraid of insects and etc.. i'm one of those who dare to pick up a dead cockroach (or a live one if it doesn't fly all over the place) and throw it in the bin.

i absolutely hate snakes. petrified of them. all this had to do with a dream i had where a snake (the ones that tourists takes pictures with) refuse to uncoil around me and squeeeezed me to death. yes, i died in my dream and didn't get up in cold sweat like most ppl do. but i'm not afraid of trouser snakes tho ;) hehe

i danced ballet and jazz for 13 years, till i was 18. and then the weights just piled on.. but i still dance commercially whenever friends need me too.. i'm a good walking ad for "plump ppl can dance too!"

i can still do a split, cartwheel, and mayb a front flip..

i love cats.. and dogs too, but cats are more independent and less troublesome..

i've got two tattoos. one's a black cat, situated... nvm... the other is an elaborate triquetra at the base of neck. the triquetra is commonly link to paganism, celtic, christianity, wicca, and even witchcraft (watch Charmed too much).. a triquetra and a black cat.. hmmm, go figure..

i'm a drama mama. most of the time.

i'm also a bitch. most of the time.

in the last 10 years of dating, i've only had one chinese boyfriend. (coincidentally, it also had to be point no. 10 lar)

i absolutely love planning parties, birthdays in particular. but only for a few close and loved ones in my life.

i'm not an alcoholic. i repeat. i'm not an alcoholic. i can stop drinking if i want to. i can hang out with friends and just drink water while they sloshed themselves silly if i want to.

i do not have a sweet tooth. i don't like sweet stuff. i only take sugar with my coffee. i only like fruitips (sugar coated chewies). and i would still prefer dark chocolate over white, fruity or alcoholic ones. dairy chocolates are ok too.

i do not like raw food. so no raw sushi for me. but i love japanese and korean food still. as long as its cooked.

i've got brittle bones. it runs in the family. i break, easily, so please avoid 'accidentally' pushing me.

i hate picking up after other ppl's messes and will not do it.. family or not, friends or not, salaried or not. too bad, you can go get f*cked for all i care.

i'm miss independent. i hate being dependent on someone, especially financially. but i like being dependent on a special someone for tlc. who doesn't??

my chinese written name and my romanised name means the same thing. pretty, gentle, elegant and graceful. words which i'm not familiar with :p

i think this is taking forever. i'm not a very interesting person. or mayb i'm just a little introverted when it comes to myself.

i love driving a manual car. despite what everyone says about the traffic and what not, i will not part with a manual, unless i'm driving a luxury car.

i still have a strong passion for dancing. its in my blood. i have music and steps and choreographies dancing through my head all the time.

i've love earrings. i have a collection. i also like them neatly displayed so i can pick and chose what i want to wear. so what i did was, i made a frame with rows, hung it on the wall, and hang my earrings there.

i used to hate karaoke. because my friends then only sang chinese songs. sod u guys.. but i now love karaoke, cause my friends now sings english songs. i heart you all..

i believe in horoscopes. i'll read mine and the ppl close to me to see if they are going to die today. okok just kidding.

i crave attention. centerstage preferably. thank you, thank you very much...

shy lar... dowan lar..

2008-11-28T15:29:00.005+08:00

i've only got one thing to say...

if you're going to pretend to be innocent & naive, and yet behave like a slut.. do us all a favour and PLEASE dress like one..

i can't stand it when u say, "oh my god, its too short!"
i hate it when u say, "no lar, abit too much cleavage"
i especially loooovvvvee it when you say, "no lar, i very shy wan..."

*roll eyes double time*

show us some skin.. like u like to flaunt it in the bedroom, or any private room for that matter..
jut those hips.. like its meant to straddle something
put those hands where they belong.. on ur own hips

when ur real with urself, slut, hoe, whore or not, i'll accept you..

but when ur not.. please..
go far far away..
don't play in my domain. u don't want to see me bitch slap someone, verbally or physically..

overdose

2008-08-15T22:54:00.005+08:00

a note of warning to my goody two shoes friends, this is going to be a boringly booze filled post..

i'm right now sitting in a bar, having a mug of beer, when it should be water, feeling hungry, and trying to tell you the story of my week. i know its only friday, so what.

stevo came back on monday morning, having just picked up his new IC, he yelled "i'm malaysian now!!". i went to see him and jj for drinks after their dinner, which i missed due to work. we went to this jazz bar in town to hear a friend play. a 2 piece band, one was our friend, and the other, i met before at my usual watering hole. had to send stevo back to his place cause jj bailed out on us before midnite. mind you, he stays on the other end of the world from me. not that i mind, cause the first time i met stevo, i was drunk, arrogant, and passed out. he still sent me home, in my car, and took a cab back, at 4am in the morning.

so, as i drove back home after dropping stevo off, a friend called and told me he was hungry and wanted supper. mcdonalds.. but i bought kfc instead, at 4.30am.

tuesday morning was spent lazing in bed and havocking in the toilet. i was very friendly with the throne that morning. went to the office in the afternoon, still not feeling better in the belly, to finish my unfinished work. went to our hq after work for more booze. i only paid for the beer at another bar, i don't know where all the vodka came from at the hq. another 5am morning after supper.

was late again on wednesday. i've been sick anyways, so am pulling that excuse off. after a ~~mundane~~ hectic crazy day at work, i joined ru, her friend and cyrus at hq again. (hq is not my usual watering hole. its another bar, where our usual after party happens. they still have food uptill 6am and its gooooooood. not mamak food too). was bored there as cyrus and i already overdosed there the night before. we all went our separate ways, and i went to my usual watering hole to look for daddy philip. after a couple of rounds of pool, being emo and a few heart to hearts, it was 5am, again.

i'm really pushing my luck at work as i walked in late on thursday. work work (ala orc style on warcraft). played pool at a bar near hq with ru, joe and mak. only won the last game. went back to my usual watering hole and sang my lungs out. i also drank my liver out too. almost lost control of my car twice.. sighhhh..

got the worst screwing from my bosses, in her most controlled manner. my boss never raises her voice, or even if she did, the volume doesn't amount to loudness. drove around for 5 hours in the hot sun, feeling the heat on my neck due to the overdose of alcohol during the week.

and thus, i've decided to detox on weekdays. no more alcohol filled nites.. my body is going to breakdown if i continue to stress my liver as such.

terence, can we do shisha nitely next week onwards? please? hahaha..

the end.

i am or am i

2008-08-14T17:24:00.002+08:00

oh shit!

because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i've been totally neglecting my blog.
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i've more international friends than just my family
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i've found some drinking buddies within my housing area
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i'm home even lesser
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i've picked up sports
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i've taken more pictures than i've had my whole life
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i've made some of the greatest friends anyone could ask for
because of this social phenomenon, facebook, i found my 'family' and a school of whales..

whales at the hq during their anniversary

the fc party at palacio in june

saaaaaaammmmmmmmm... sssssseeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnngggggg

with our friend from the philipines

the morning after a drinking session.. taken outside our 2nd home, vr1
7am... but that's not the record..

PATCH 11.11.07

2007-11-14T18:42:00.002+08:00

it was an amazing weekend of performances, charity, support, and friendship. i can't describe the explosiveness of the energy during the event, but i can show u what it was like for all of us...

UPDATE (14 August 2008)
OK, those pictures took forever to load.. taking it off.. if you want to view them, visit

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=21315&l=692e2&id=637514809

and

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=21321&l=2f31e&id=637514809

pre-patching

2007-11-13T14:13:00.003+08:00

it was a deepavali holiday.

and instead of going visiting, i was at LA preparing for PATCH which was going to happen on sunday...

... when it gets overwhelmingly too much ...

2007-11-07T14:02:00.000+08:00

mitch was not entirely himself the last couple of weeks. after being told that his the company he's working for was going into bankruptcy, mitch was about to be out of a job.

he was walking home and passing his regular bar, "maybe later" he thought.

"hey mitch! where you off to? come on in and have a drink with the lads." ok, that was his call. he hate to admit it, but its been a real bummer of a day and he desperately needed to quench that thirst with beer, and hopefully something stronger later.

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staggering home an hour after he stepped into the bar, mitch was having some difficulties inserting the key into the knob to unlock his door. trying to be smart, with keys in one hand, and his mobile in the other, he dialled jace's number.

mumbling a little on the phone, he passed out at mid-entrance into his luscious apartment. jace immediately knew that something was wrong. he left his place and quickly got to mitch's place.

after putting him thru the cold shower, mitch was conscious, but still heavily laden with the smell of alcohol in his breath and possibly a party drug. jace concluded that mitch was probably drugged with a spiked drink.

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the ambulance sirens were blared thru the early morning traffic. arriving at the emergency entrance of the hospital, the paramedics pulled out the stretcher trolley from the back door and pushed it thru the doors. the doctor and nurses took over. he was now on the brink of life & death..

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after a full nite of hallucinating and falling into an unconscious state, he couldn't take it anymore. unsteadily walking to the kitchen, mitch took the knife out of its holder, and shakily brought it up to his wrist.

pulling all the energy left that he could muster, mitch pushed the blade thru the skin, feeling the blood rush which gave him a grasp of reality from hallucination. he walked around the apartment dropping trails of blood on the floor, finally settling down on the couch.

his maid screamed when she walk thru the front door and saw the blood.

PATCH : Passion Aiding The CHildren

2007-11-06T12:53:00.000+08:00

PATCH is a dance concert combining the 1^st anniversary celebration of Living Arts with a fund-raising effort for two special children.

Date: 11.11.07

Time: 5.00 – 8.00pm

Dress code: Light 'n' Easy (no dresses/skirts)

Venue: Living Arts Dance Studio,

1-3, Jalan PJS 8/11, Dataran Mentari, Bandar Sunway.

Everyone is invited for PATCH.

Admission by donation (min RM 10)

If you cannot come, but would like to pledge a donation, please contact Teresa 017 330 7244.

When you give from your heart, no matter in what form or quantity, the gift that you give ripples into many other hearts. This is what Mother Teresa truly meant when she says, "Do the smallest acts with the grandest intentions". ¬ Teresa Chian

Visit our website at http://living-arts.blogspot.com or call 012 328 6730, or 012 410 1608 for more information.

he can only be davidson...

2007-10-22T17:43:00.000+08:00

after all the arrogant pompous jerks
i've had in my life...

i'm settling for davidson.

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and why not

when

he

looks

like

this...

or

if you're going to ride...
ride the best...
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friday
jj, nicole and i went to a friend's place for the recent raya open house do, and proceeded to habanero for a friend's birthday. it was a just a normal nite out for us.

we heard rumbling sound growing louder and louder.. you can't mistake that deep rumble.. lights flashing into haba, the sexy deep rumble almost bursting our ear drums, 20 over bikers convoyed onto the compound, parking side by side, hooting..

for jj and i, it was an unexpected pleasant surprise..

for nicole, it was a dream come true..

the biggest fella of the lot came over to the pool table and asked if we were still playing. he joined jj for a doubles game. and to be completely honest, we were all freaking out a little. we didn't know if they meant any harm or not.

surprise surprise, the lot of them turned out to be really decent friendly dudes (mayb even softies!). they even offered to take the ladies out for a ride, to nicole's and my glee :)

it was a short ride around the block. we didn't dare go further, because a few of us were not wearing helmets. unfortunately, there weren't enough to go around.

my rider, ratnam, together with his buddy, jas, invited us for another ride the next day. nicole's rider was supposed to call her the next day to confirmed plans, whereas i've already confirmed going.

i crashed in shakeela's place that nite after haba..

saturday
ratnam gave me a wakeup call to re-confirmed that i was going for the ride so he could bring my helmet. nicole's rider still hadn't called. i told her to come along and find herself another rider.

i rushed home from shakeela's, bathed, changed, had my lunch, and got to bangsar in one-hour.

we were suppose to meet in bangsar at noon. and there were more bikers already there waiting to ride. it was a convoy that was heading towards klcc for the asian international motorcycle expo. surrounded by superbikers, they escorted and cleared the route for the harleys and sorts for the ride thru town.

with my rider, ratnam, before leaving for bangsar. wanted to get a pix of nicole and her rider, but tak jadi...

arriving at the expo..
pix with one of the chun rides.

some other gorgeous rides..

when we got there, seeing all the bikes parked in proper rows, only then could we see the full extend of the convoy during the ride. approximately 200+ bikers showed up from thailand, indonesia, singapore and some other 'local' expats.

at the expo
i think pictures speaks for itself here... (unfortunately, i can't give you all their captions as i don't know who designed what)

my fav bike on stage

this is russell mitchells, founder of exile cycles, and is known as the best custom bike builder in the states (although he's actually british)

another pleasant surprise, aside from them harleys.. i think we must have met a johnny (depp) this gorgeous looking dude here is a model from elite, who was catwalking for a show at the expo.. i just couldn't resist the chance to ask him for a snap, hehe...

... pride & prejudice : inspiration for murder ...

2007-10-16T11:19:00.000+08:00

megan was just chilling with jayce at a pool bar, having a chillout nite, as opposed to the club scene where her social status takes her. nathan was suppose to meet them there to play a couple of games, and was obviously running late.

just as jayce was about to whip out his phone to call him, nathan walks in with a smooth stride. he was still looking spiffy and sleek, despite just getting off a long day at work.

he was actually breaking out in cold sweat, as it was the day he was gonna make that jump. building up that courage to ask her out. sure, he hardly knew her, but he was deeply attracted and didn't know what to do until he told her his interest.

they played a few games. he eyed her having a laugh with jayce. he could just feel the joyful aura radiating from her. he was unsure if he could provide her that same joy and happiness she gets from her friends and passions..

having crashed his car a couple of weeks back, he asked megan for a lift back. megan was a little sceptical, unsure of his intentions, as she felt his staring vibes from the beginning of the night.

quietly she asks jayce whether nathan was 'safe'. to which he answered, "don't worry, darling, he's not exactly straight." so megan agreed to drop him off.

after a failed attempt to invite her up to his place to check out his magnificent triple story condo and quite obviously a drink, he uttered the words "i'm interested in you, think about it" before jumping out of the car. afraid to be further embarrassed.

megan was shocked and bewildered. having heard him right, she felt warmth in her heart, a feeling which she hasn't had in a long time, and drove home chuckling deliriously to herself. despite her earlier wariness of him, she did feel an attraction for him. her only concern was that jayce thinks that nate was initially interested in him.

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a week later..

"you don't have the time of the day for me. how do i know if you're interested in me back? you're constantly out and have to spend time with your friends"

"i told you, my cousins and my friends are back in town and i hardly get to see them. i'm trying to explain that to you. why won't you listen?"

"sorry babe, i'm no longer interested. i suddenly feel that maybe you're not the right girl for me. unless by some miracle you can change my mind"

"well, excuse me.. u've just moved beyond making me upset to being angry"

"who cares.. get lost!"

megan's mobile battery died without a chance of resurrection for the rest of the night. good riddance, she thought. he had hit her boiling point and she was no longer in the position to listen to reason.

finally bringing her phone back to life, she had 6 miss calls and several texts reading: where the hell are you? why have you switched off your phone? ur just nothing. learn to deal with millionaires, we're not normal!

thrown with a slap and an insult to the face, megan replied : you spoilt bastard! my battery was flat out. if you had any more brains left, you could have just called jayce, knowing that i was with him. and i'm not interested in being measured by the value of money.

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the next day..

nathan apologised profusely for the blunder he made, even though it could be too late to mend the burnt feelings, megan decided to give it a 2nd chance, and explained to nathan not to rush into matters, that they needed time to get to know each other better and spend sometime together. quite obviously, you can't expect things to just fall into place.

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2 days later

"i don't think i can deal with this.. i'm no longer interested in you"

"don't you dare play this mind-fuck game again..."

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1 month later

nathan was surprised and ecstatic to see megan walked into the the pool bar. she was going to meet jayce for a few games, as usual. she knew nathan would be there, but she decided to let it pass and just be cool.

nathan caught her hand and pulled her into a hug. telling her, he missed her and was really sorry about not giving them enough time and taking it out on her, that he said what he said to get a reaction from her, hoping that she would show more interest and ask for him back.

megan accepted his apology, but wasn't about to give in to him for the 3rd time.

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sounding like a typical pride & prejudice classic, where the couple misunderstands each other and gets into a huge row before any affection is showed.

should nathan and megan work things out?

do you think they might have a future?

should megan just shut him out of her life?

would nathan fall back to playing games with megan to get her attention again?

short lived imprisonment

2007-09-20T11:05:00.000+08:00

i was locked in the house this morning, because i stupidly left my house keys in the car. my bro carried me into the house last nite.

i also 'insistingly' blame this male chauvinistic mind-fucking prick of a bastard whom i was fighting with and has caused me sleepless nights, since saturday.

if it wasn't because of the lack of sleep, i wouldn't have been stoned yesterday, neither would i get drunk so badly with my cousin, that i was seeing double while driving back last nite.

i got home, just before passing out, i managed to call my brother. he must have guessed that i'm passed out, came out and check on me.. carried me in, and forgot to take my house keys in.

so this morning, i was locked in. my smart brother told me where the backdoor key was and i was freeeeee!!

... victimised ...

2007-09-14T10:09:00.000+08:00

megan levalle was once or has always been an 'abandoned love' victim. in the times of crisis, for either party, love is abandoned. at the end of the day, she would be alone.

her ultimate nemesis was named the 'a' phenomenon.

her first hatred, her first betrayal, her first bloodshed, her first hit, her first rush, her first suicide attempt, her first pregnancy, her first abortion, her first heartbreak, her first love...

the point is, her first was her past that has been haunting her subconsciously and consciously. consciously now, because her new suitor was a remarkable resemblance to the 'a' phenomenon.

the question that keeps playing in her mind, "would he be exactly like 'a'?"

I’M TAGGED, THEREFORE…

2007-09-11T19:48:00.000+08:00

Rules:
Repeat subject header “I’M TAGGED, THEREFORE…”
Copy + paste these rules in your entry.
Complete these 15 totally useless statements & questions.
Mention who you were tagged by, followed by 8 people who you’ll be tagging.

WARNING!
Failing to do so and you’ll be cursed eternally with a 3-holed nose and a low-cost flat.

Here’s another tag game.

If I was an opposite gender, what would my party clothes be like? hmmmm.. but most men's clothes are alike.. how lar to chose??

At 10am this morning, I was… walking from the stupid fire drill to the office.

At 10pm tonight, I will be… having a meeting for a charity benefit held on 11 November 2007 (now u know, u have to show up ;))

Who should be the next Malaysian Prime Minister? someone that has the guts to stand up against bullying countries as well as getting us out of the country's financial rut

If my spouse told me to do without sex for a year, I would… look for another spouse :p

If I was a piece of a car, I would be the… radio..

If I was told one day that I would have to give up either 1) anything chocolate OR 2) ever seeing the beach again, for the rest of my life, which one will I give up?
i'll give up chocolates... i can never live without water around me..

Singapore is good for… quitting smoking

If I could only say 3 words before I die, what would those last words be? i can't breathe

Who would I like to be left on a deserted island with? johnny depp

Die by drowning or by fire? fire, because i know how to swim

What one single thing would you buy with your last RM9.95? winning lottery ticket

If I opened a night club, what would I call it? foxy loxy...

Don’t cheat: what’s “bulbous”? what? sorry, i'm that blonde...

I think my ass is… nicely rounded

who am i tagging?
CC
Joy
Mariuca
Michael
Stephanie
Dalon & Wendy

merdeka non-fiasco

2007-09-05T12:28:00.000+08:00

(warning, drama invoked boring post ahead)

i am just recovering from a super duper long weekend.. 5 days off :)

went to 789 on wed nite to help host puya's cousin, elham, who's in town for a week. we tried chilling at heritage after that, but was kinda boring.

i had to take off on thurs to send my mum to the doctors and make sure she gets all her med check ups. because she wouldn't do it unless i push her to. and also because she sprained her back, i ain't letting her drive either.. so who's got to be the driver?

thurs nite is also the eve of our national day. to the lot of us, it means party time!! i went to my usual place, zeta bar, and met up with the usual gang; audrey, khing, and some others.. friends who joined me were alex, jayan and his friends.

zeta being my usual watering hole, i bump into loads of other friends there and was basically gallivanting from one table to another. i had a fabulous time. just one of those nights where it was fantastic for ME, not just another fabulous clubbing night. u know what i mean?

friday was national day, and also my dad's bday. i wished him the night before via sms.. his reply was "thanks, who's this?" *shocked* hello, u don't have ur own daughter's number?? it turns out, my dad saved my number 6 times in his phone, that's why the name doesn't appear -_-

anyways, we took my grandma out for a really delicious dinner near her house. and also visited my cousin's new house. dinner ended by 10pm and i was bored already..

where else did i go, but to zeta again.. and bump into my ex-college mate and her colleagues. had a great time grooving on the dancefloor.

it was the band's last weekend, i had to go see them, of course. i promised them i'll show up again on sat nite..

except..

i also promised another friend that i'll be in town to party as well.

sat nite, i went to zeta for one set, as i promised.. said good bye to the band. they played my fav song as a good bye note. and then set off for town to join jason, surech, elham, puya and some others..

didn't exactly party much, just drink and chat at ceylon bar. should have gone back to zeta *sigh* oh well.. picked up dalon from luna bar and got to heritage row too late.

went for bak kut teh instead. got home at 5.30am completely exhausted.

got up at noon the next day, as i promised dalon, we'll have lunch.. plus he had a special package to deliver for me ;)

we had pancakes at the curve.
scrumptious delicious pancakes.

went grocery shopping, as was suppose to cook for my god daughters. was feeling quite exhausted when i got home in the evening.. thought i take a nap before going over to cook.

i got up feeling aches all over, but didn't really bother about it, and drove over to my god daughters' house. i crashed after that..

my fever started rising, and i was lying on the couch feeling hot & cold. the girls didn't really know what to do except feed me water, panadol, and cover me in blanket.. as i couldn't really sweat to break the fever, i ended up crying in pain instead.

couldn't really get anyone to send me back soon enough, so i drove home slowly.

my bro was smart enough to alert my mum to quickly send me to the doctor as my temperature was quite scary.

got another day off work to recover, and was back to work only on tuesday afternoon.

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honestly, i can't stand the drama that happens in my life sometimes.. i'm getting bored analysing them. the more i analyse, the more i wallow into them. what for?

what u read above is just the gist of the story. i'm not even writing the intricate details, not because it'll bore you, but because i don't want to 'hurt' any other parties.

think of my entry above as a flaky entry. cause that's what it is.

can i not be a drama mama? can i just live simply and not have to or be bothered by the drama?

writing it is becoming a bore, because every week, the same old drama happens, just with diff ppl and diff times.

i love my life as it is. i also hate my life as it is.

busy with nothing

2007-08-28T12:17:00.000+08:00

i know i'm overdue with some stories and dramas and etc etc etc

i've got a mischievous story still in editing..

i'm busy working on some new projects pitch (which is suppose to be good) but if we don't get the project, not that great also rite

i'm only actually handling one client at this point, and many pitches

i'm going to be taking over my colleague's clients when she leaves.. *sob* don't leave....

i'm also streaming my fav chinese series and anime online

i'm facebooking so much, i forgot about work..

so.. back to facebook.. i mean work..

another tag

2007-08-22T10:07:00.000+08:00

Mariuca tagged me with this rather unique meme: the one word blog meme.

Where is your cell phone? table
Relationship? single
Your hair? shag
Work? limited
Your sister? dead
Your favorite thing? shoes
Your dream last night? unique
Your favorite drink? beer
Your dream car? aston martin
The room you’re in? office
Your shoes? indian-ish
Your fears? snakes
What do you want to be in 10 years? younger
Who did you hang out with this weekend? many
What are you not good at? exercising
Muffin? blueberry
One of your wish list items? clothes
Where you grew up? Malaysia
Last thing you did? poker
What are you wearing? linen
What aren’t you wearing? bracelets
Your pet? none
Your computer? compaq
Your life? dramatic
Your mood? sleepy
Missing? erm..
What are you thinking about right now? bed
Your car? kelisa
Your kitchen? messy
Your summer? hot
Your favorite color? purple
Last time you laughed? morning
Last time you cried? 2 nites ago
School? forgotten
Love? out of

I'd like to tag the following bloggers:
whoever that's reading this :p you're IT~!

accidental victim

2007-08-17T12:16:00.000+08:00

zeta was having its usual thurs ladies nite, and i met up with my friends there : jason, joedi, joey, nur, nurul and audrey. jason is not the only guy there, he is one of us girls ;)

we were chilling, waiting for the band to start and all.. by 10pm, audrey, nur & nurul has to leave..

got a message from my cousin that he just remembered my message when he saw audrey walking pass a couple of minutes ago. so i immediately called him and ask him to come up to zeta. luckily too, as he was in the car park about to leave *grin*

and so we're drinking long island teas on 50% off, cause of the ladies nite promotions. we were ordering non-stop, and i was already on my 2nd drink when my cousin joined us and bought me 2 more drinks.

i finished the 3rd long island, and didn't think i could go on to the 4th. so i gave it to jason and the girls to finish it..

nur came back and we were all burning the floor shortly after. having a blast, meeting new friends and bumping into the regulars.

oh, by the bar, i got to know this arse from vegas, afro-american, a singer and all that jazz. and the girl that was with him, while dancing kept stepping on my bloody toes in her bloody pointed heels. so i moved aside, closer to the bar, and that arse starts groping my *nicely rounded* butt.

at first i thought it was nur doing it.. and then it happened again. i turned around, and saw a glimpse of a cheeky grin on his arsy face. just as he was about to do it again, i turned around, caught him pulling his hand back, and i started slapping his arm and chest. a friendly hit really..

its a club, u can't do much but expect these kinda things to happen. take it lightly and don't cause a fight. i rather leave it to the bouncers to take him out if he tried it again.

i see jason act funny.. well more like drunk, and joedi confirmed that he was in fact drunk. so i tried to get him on the floor again so he can burn himself sober..

that didn't happen. and his eyes started parting different direction. i thought something was wrong, but again, thought he's most likely very pissed, and drank alot more when i was not with him.

so joedi & joey sent him home, while nur & i partied a bit more..

on the bar, there were 4 of our unfinished long island teas.. normally, my reaction would be, don't waste good alcohol. but for some reason, i decided "bartender, please take these away and get me 2 glasses of water instead"

nur and i got home safe.. i had a migraine going on..

got up, got to the office, realised my battery was low and charged it with my PC. while in that mode, i can't receive calls.

later on in the morning, i took my phone off the charger and realised that i had 5 miss calls. 3 from jason, 2 from puya.

since puya's number was on top, i called his first and he quite worriedly asked if i was ok. and i thought, what the fuck happened? anyways, he told me that jason got spiked last nite and was wondering if i kena as well. and since my phone was incommunicado, that was definitely a sign to worry about.

so i called jason after that and asked him what happened. he told me that the drink that was meant for me (4th drink) was spiked and he was the accidental victim. gawd damn it~!

his first experience of zeta spoiled because of some idiot..

fortunately for him, he had joedi and joey to take care at the end of the night. if it was me, it would have been so much more trouble, cause they don't know where i live, or to drive a manual car, or who to call for help and etc.

anyways, i suspect it was that arse and his female companion. possible 'working' couples.

its hungry ghost festival. it pays to be careful. and always be mindful and aware of your surroundings.

Update 20 August 2007 :
last friday nite, another friend was spiked with a drink which i ordered from the bar.. i think this narrows down the suspect of who's been spiking my drinks.

i so enjoy going there. and now i have to cool it until my spiker / stalker takes a hike :(

its still ok to go, but as long as i'm not ordering the drinks.. mayb it is better to get a bottle and savour it for a couple of weeks or something..

Update 24 August 2007 :
I got an sms from Evil Bunny last nite, who was at zeta and the manager spoke to her saying they caught the spiker.

it was an indian dude.

i'm skeptical. why? because as i recall, there were no indian dudes hanging around my area at the bar while i was there.. loads of caucasians, but not the indians.. i'm not being racist, but i i don't think it was an indian that has been targetting and spiking my drinks.

... if not sooner than later ...

2007-08-15T11:37:00.000+08:00

it was megan's turn to host the dinner. she had invited the usual suspects over for this long overdue gathering; gerrard, sophia, rosie, jace, mitch, and isaac.

after a long day of grocery and liquor shopping, she was now ready to walk into the war zone.

with the apron around her slim waist and a spatula in hand, megan was whooping around the kitchen, cooking up dishes after dishes while the pans build up in the sink. at last, the dishes were in place and the lamb and pie were roasting nicely in the oven.

isaac and sophia was suppose to arrive first to help her with setting up the table while she gets ready. and they were both late.

finally, sophia shows up with a bottle of megan's favourite red wine, with isaac following behind. while they got to work, megan takes off her apron and quickly runs to her room for a quick shower. when she came down, isaac hands her a glass of wine and she took a sip.

the party arrived just on time. gerrard offered his skills of slicing the lamb, served with potatoes, spinach on the side and lemon sauce to kick.

rosie was just about to make a toast to the new couple, jace and mitch, when jace shook his head to avoid embarassing mitch. while mitch stepped away for a while, jace explained that he is still extremely shy about just coming out from the closet and we should respect his privacy for the time being.

she shrugged and said, "jace, honey, i hope you are sure about this one. you've had a string of heartbreaks already."

dinner was finished with no leftovers and desert to be served over a game of poker in the living room. while rosie and sophia helped megan stacked the dishes in the washer, megan served everyone with their choice of alcohol and mixers, while jace started shuffling the cards.

just then, isaac's phone rang and it was an international number calling in. he looks at megan, and she just nodded. isaac excused himself and stepped out to the balcony.

when he walked back in, his face was pale and a tear starter rolling down. megan quickly got up and took him to her room.

"ginny's gone... she's gone..." isaac's look was faraway, megan put her arms around him and rested his head on her shoulders.

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later that night when everyone's left, megan lay down beside isaac and stroked his forehead. he fell into a fitful sleep, his back towards her.

ginny was his ex-fiance and was diagnosed with lung cancer. she broke off the engagement and told isaac not to see her. she didn't tell him that she had cancer, and the doctor told her she had no more than 5 months left. it been a year, and she finally succumbed.

megan wondered whether isaac was going to regret following her wishes to not see her and move on, if he was going to blame himself for not being there for her when she needed him most.

"he should go home for the funeral," she thought.

isaac began mumbling and was shaking. megan hugged him from behind, whispering, "shhh, its ok, sweetheart, it's ok. i'm here, and i'm not leaving." he calmed down a bit after, and slowly stopped shaking.

megan didn't know what to do, or say to comfort him, except to hold him and tell him that everything will be alright.

the tail with an attitude...

2007-08-08T09:56:00.000+08:00

and behold.. i've been tagged~!

ok, my face is kinda all over this blog. so i'm gonna put up this cute version of my nick, CatsTail, courtesy of Evil Bunny :)

title of this tag : Face Behind The Blog

i got tagged by Mariuca - Wishing On A Falling Star

Blog Title ~*~ CatsTail with Cattitude
Description My daily rantings and drama-esque adventures. Also, little short stories "Mischeviously Yours"
Why "~*~ CatsTail with Cattitude" just because... ok, fine.. i sneeze like a cat..

Name : Li-Ann
Country : Malaysia
Occupation : Senior Public Relations Executive
Birthday : November
Fav Color : Maroon, Blue, Purple
Fav Drink : whiskey
Fav Fruit : honeydew, berries.. am ok with anything except papaya
Fav Dessert : Anything chocolatey & coffeey
Hobbies : loads of passion for dancing, house sighting, travelling, singing, reading, drinking, & of course, drama-ing..

Some of the blogs that I know which put up picture(s) of me are :
1) Living Arts - my best friend's studio / blog
2) RAC North West's Blog
3) RAC Kelana Jaya's Blog

Now, I would like to tag these bloggers to share more of themselves with me and my friends.
1) Joy
2) Kel Li
3) Wae Lern
4) Vernon
5) Alene
6) Naz

Instruction to this meme
1. Post a short blog article that includes a photograph (or a series of photos) showing the face behind your blog. If you already show a photo somewhere on your site (such as in your about page), then make your post more interesting and choose a photo that’s not currently online.
2. Include links to other people that have displayed a photo, or include their photos in your post, adding a reference.
3. Tag as many others as you like in your post to spread the meme. Each person tagged should create their own post and repeat the process.
4. If you link back to me here and drop a comment, I’ll be sure to include links back to you.

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i just love surprises...

2007-08-06T19:04:00.000+08:00

some of them, at least :)

anyways, its just a title..

went for andre's & poh jee's farewell at their house, attempting to finish up the booze that was left in their place before they move out to singapore. i didn't drink much, prob about 3 glasses, cause i was driving, and where they stay.. well.. i don't want to end up in a ditch or the wrong side of the kampung. plus, shakeela also wasn't quite up to partying; all because she was homesick and jetlagged upon returning from tunisia.

sat was more productive. i went to klang to clean up a library, which my rotaract club has pledge to refurbish since last year. all i remember saying was "mr president, can you please make yourself useful and help me pour extra paint into the bucket / put some newspapers over there / etc". don't get me wrong, i wasn't exactly bossing him around. he was just sitting there, and i was busy rolling the roller and didn't want to break my stride, really..

sat nite, got calls from my aunts, looking for my cousin...
hmmmm, he's in town??
apparently so.

so i made a pit stop at zeta to meet with audrey and hopefully my cousins will join me there, instead of making that drive into town to meet them. anyways, we ended up in cynna on heritage row and had quite a blast. i've not seen my cousins that drunk and crazy. after that, we went for the 'traditional' supper aka bak kut teh & dim sum. the 4 of us had a fabulous time~!

well, that last picture on the right showed us with corey from TOO3K @ zeta bar. that's where we were last nite, having another ball of a time, and prob the only time i've seen cousin patrick danced :D

i went home sober

2007-08-03T10:50:00.000+08:00

and got up drunk

go figure...

i got lost..

2007-07-31T12:32:00.000+08:00

while trying to get out of UM (our prestigious local university)

*rolling eyes* and i wonder why..

the place is as huge as damansara heights, or ampang, or even taman tun. probably even bigger.

i was there to drop off a friend who couldn't catch a cab for the last hour, and i happened to finish work earlier. after dropping him off, i asked him, "how the hell do i get out of here?"

"oh, blah, blah, turn left there, blah, and then left again, blah" honestly, i can't remember what he's said anymore. i figured i'll probably see some signs to lead me out.

to be fair, i did follow his directions, until i got lost. then again, i never really trusted him with directions *ugh, stab to the heart*

oh, so why did i get lost again?

because there are NO bloody r.o.a.d.s.i.g.n.s in there~!! plus, the road planning in there is horrendous.

no wonder our town planning is shite~! no wonder our national management is also shite~!

u think...

grace kelly

2007-07-25T18:29:00.000+08:00

the reason why i love this song...

as sung by TOO3K first
and then only i got the original from Mika...

gone cuckoo...

2007-07-25T11:10:00.000+08:00

one of those days...

anyways, shall i go chronological order and separate it by dates or just get on with the story?

not really drama lar.. just me needing to tell a story..

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remember, i went to ipoh for work? well, it was work and fun.. food fun.

ipoh, my hometown, famous for its nga choi kai (bean sprouts & chicken rice) and sa hor fun (flat noodles), famous for its white coffee, famous for its traditional biscuits and cookies...

we stayed at casuarina hotel and my boss was trying to scare us by saying that its haunted *raised eyebrow* fortunately, i'm not sensitive to these kinda things, or rather it hasn't 'touched' me yet lar.. (that just sounded wrong..)

got up at 5am for breakfast, as we needed to be on-site by 8am. the event went really well (hurrah to jean~!!))

l-r : me, melissa & jean

we headed back to KL on the same day.

arriving at about 8.30pm, i was out of the house again by 9.45pm

where else could i have gone, but to my favourite posh-hotel-based-lounge (kinda tired calling it that.. will just call it as it is - zeta) to meet up with audrey.

my usual sidekick for zeta, the evil bunny, doesn't go on weekends, fear of being elbowed in the face.. so my weekend zeta kaki is..

audrey & me

(here comes the interesting part)

we were both chilling at the bar, and then this guy comes over and orders his drink. thinking that he was going to just get his drink and leave, we let him 'invade' our space a little.

next thing we knew, he had a bottle of vodka with his mixer and a single glass in hand. hmmmmmm...

me : 'scuse me, are you drinking alone?
guy : erm, yes i am.. u girls don't mind me standing here?
me : i guess not...
audrey : (whispering to me) even if we mind also we have to say don't mind rite...

anyways, the guy was 'gentleman' enough to offer us drinks, in somewhat of an exchange for taking our spot.. turns out, he's a scorpio male, 43, single and drinking cause he was feeling down that day.. good thing is, no one was picking up anyone, or it would have been quite an awkward situation..

suddenly, the operations manager behind the bar hands me a glass of yellow liquid. and i looked at him in curiosity (huh??). he pointed to someone on the other side of the bar..

was my friend, john, holding up a bottle of chivas, and signalling that it was for me..

i took a sip of whiskey water, put it down.
audrey picks it up, and gulps down half. pulls a face.
"i thought that was WATER!"
"erm, it is... whiskey WATER"

lol.

we were eyeing this 'cute' caucasian, who's got these piercing blue eyes and looks like the junior version of jude law *drool*

audrey was getting suitably drunk, and wanted to ask him for his name. i told her to, or she won't really do it when she's sober.. she didn't.. and left shortly after, not remembering how she got home..

i was still sober as hell, despite the number of drinks i've had. still eyeing jude law jr..

honestly, i wasn't interested in picking him up. just curious for his name..

i was telling john that the guy is very good looking. john looks at me, "you want to know him? i can introduce"
*eyes widening* "really??"

i thought he prob knew the group that was hanging out in the vicinity and would do the round of introductions lar.. john pulls my hand over, whispers something pretty crass to the guy (which i won't go into here), i started hitting john on the arm a couple of time, to stop him from making a fool out of me *git*

anyways, i got my introduction with jude law jr and his friends, phil & james. we were all chilling out like old mates. toasting to being 26 (apparently jude law jr and i are the same age)

he's happily attached, about to get engaged, young, cute and all that. he apparently doesn't do any hanky panky behind his gf's back.

our codename for these kinda things "distractions"

anyways, later on the nite, 2 little lovely looking distractions decides to hang out with us, clinging on to the guys.

i was completely amused by these two girls.. one of them was wearing this white off shoulder buttoned down dress (with buttons off and not much cleavage.. sad) and the other was giving us her tak-boleh-pakai british accent, goin "i was born in manchester"...

right...

so the party at zeta ended at about 3.30am, and continued to the minibar in one of the dude's executive suites..

the girls were busy jumping up and down the bed, giving me a real head spin which sent me to the throne for a good throw-up.

the guys were sweet, didn't want me to drive, offered cab home and all that jazz..

as i was saying goodbye to everyone, distraction in white decides to jump on jude law jr, pushing him down on the bed, sitting on top of him.. next thing i hear, loud sucking smoocheroonies..

(i sense orgy about to happen, and i'm getting out of there...)

walking to the door, i see jude law jr pushes the girl off and starts chasing after me. he wanted his last words, of course..

"you're the most favourite girl i've met tonite"

i was tempted to ask :
okay, is that because i'm the only one who didn't jump u tonite?

but i didn't, i remember thinking it, but i just couldn't get it out of my mouth.
instead, i gave him a hug, and told him watch out for those distractions. and that he wouldn't want anything back home to fall apart.

phil was trying to catch up with me at the lobby, when he got stopped by the police. they prob thought he was trying to stalk me or something. he wanted to walk me to my car, but i didn't realise that he was there until the police stopped him..

thanks, but i'll be fine :)

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spent saturday nursing my hangover

spent sunday recuperating and cooked dinner for my family

shepherd's pie in the oven
can u believe i made this?
(sorry, i forgot to take a photo of its outcome..
dad couldn't wait to get the spatula into it)

thanks for recipe, jason :D
it was a yummylicious hit!
dad and bro had two servings, mum had three!

being low key..

2007-07-19T13:17:00.000+08:00

weird huh...

who would have thought...

the drama mama is taking a break..

i'm in this mood to keep it low. there are no drama's happening in my life. but there's loads of dramas happening in my friends lives around me.

i'm telling you, its not my drama, its theirs.. i'm just accidentally sucked in..

let them shine.. they need the attention now more than i do..

in the meantime, i hope to get another episode of "mischievously yours" out soon. won't happen this week though, cause i'm going to ipoh today.

work work... (i like hearing this by the minions in warcraft, damn cute)

will be back to party on friday~!!
if i don't crash in bed first...

ermm.. tagged??

2007-07-17T10:16:00.000+08:00

Tagged by Jordan... So here it goes..

1. Food you hate --> intestines and spare parts *yuck* (except liver)

2. Fruits that you hate --> papaya

3. Veggies that you hate --> cabbage

4. Celebrities or people that you hate --> rihanna (her songs are bloody awful)

5. Event/Incident/Situation that you hate --> a not well organised function, where everything is a mess (gives ppl like me and my colleagues a bad name, sheesh)

6. TV Shows or Movies that you hate --> desperate housewives, lost, simpsons - boring and senseless movies in general, and also in-your-face type of humor

7. Type of Music that you hate --> heavy metal

8. Household chore that you hate --> sweeping & mopping

9. Things you hate about the world --> selfishness

10. Things that you hate about yourself --> too fat

Done!!!
Now u guys have to do it. its only a simple tag.
come on.. you know u want to do it ;)

big girls don't cry...

2007-07-13T10:48:00.000+08:00

Da Da Da Da
The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity

[CHORUS:]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry

The path that I'm walking

I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay

[CHORUS]

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity

[CHORUS]

La Da Da Da Da Da

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(isn't Milo Ventimiglia just gorgeous??)

today, i very smart..

2007-07-10T11:28:00.000+08:00

i forgot to bring my handphone :(

so forgive me if i don't answer ur urgent calls.

so i said...

2007-07-09T17:51:00.000+08:00

so i said i wasn't gonna drink anymore beer.. since stevo left that is..
thanks to sunil and his news of free flow beer parties, and my desperation for alcohol (since my salary is only coming in later..) i broke my beer fasting rule.

the good thing is, i :
1. didn't drink myself silly
2. didn't have more than a jug (on normal nights, it will be 5-6 jugs shared between 2-3 person, go figure)
3. didn't end up crawling back home

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another bestie of mine came back and gave me a surprise call last week.. she came back from singapore to celebrate her birthday :)

so last friday, after 2 hours of beer, 2 hours of dinner at rckj's installation, i went to somo in mont kiara.. fortunately for me, all these activities were within 5 min drive.. so i had a good time gallivanting around this area for booze and food..

also, it turns out that bestie knows my cousin too.. apparently, the routine would be : i would go during the day to smoke and do assignments, he will go over at nite to play mahjong..

no wonder we missed each other all these years.

little did i know....

2007-07-06T16:01:00.000+08:00

I've been tagged by CC to give my own 8 little known facts.. its supposedly because i'm an expressive writer.. little do i know, i'll be revealing more and more weird random facts about myself that you probably already know about...

hmmmm, i'm confused already..

anyhowz - you can also check out CC's own facts here

Anyways this is how it works:

Each player must post these rules first.
Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Here are 8 little known facts about CatsTail:

i always have music in my head. every step i take, every movement i make, is a form of dance based on the beat of the music in my head.
i'm took a ballet exam once with a 2week-old pointe shoes, hardly broken into. coming out with full marks in my results, and feet full of blisters.
i'm partially astraphobic / ligyrophobic. because i'm only afraid of loud sounds made by thunders and lightnings.. i have no problems with loud sound per se, as i'm clubbing all the time, and i'm not afraid of the sights of thunder and lightnings.
i'm a crybaby.. the smallest emotional matter makes me tear. but i'm so cold, i rarely get emotional. go figure..
i can see the future. well, actually, i'm just a little more sensitive and observant with my instincts and past experiences has taught me how to trust them
i tend to leave the men, or rather, the boys in my life, with a hi-tail walk-off, feeling rather lost with themselves.
i'm quite flexible. sometimes when my hands are full, i use my leg (usually the right) to turn and open the door knob.
i'm one walking, dancing, accident-prone klutz. as a graceful dancer, i trip over my steps while walking..

and my favourite ppl are :

joy the pixie - cause she's very real..
jordan (chan?) - cause me no see u at studio for damn long liao
sunil the social junkie - for making fun of my friendtest
stephanie miss minx - cause i'm jealous of ur super smooth long hair
sham the rabid wombat - just because..
terry the kalamari - cause you need to update your blog, and because ur more expressive than i am..
melvyn the watcher - cause i finally met u again after 2 years
kel li the angel - cause she's got time
lene my chica - i know its only suppose to be 8ppl.. so wat, its my blog :p

The Order of the Phoenix

2007-07-05T15:07:00.000+08:00

i have booked 6 tickets for

Cineleisure, the Curve
6.20pm, 11 July 2007 (Opening Day)

any takers?
first come first serve.. please SMS me for confirmation
one ticket's mine.. so that only leaves 5 tickets

fillers

2007-07-04T16:20:00.000+08:00

You Are An ENFP

The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority and rules.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're quite the storyteller!

In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.
You often don't follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. And you do break a lot of hearts.

At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.
You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding

When other people don't get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused

What's Your Personality Type?

fortune? i don't see no fortune...

2007-07-03T14:10:00.000+08:00

You are The Wheel of Fortune

Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of
intoxication with success

The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Thoth

Enthusiastic, enterprising, courageous, likes to take risks.

Colors: male: rose, female: white
Compatible Signs: Bastet, Isis
Dates: Apr 1 -Apr 19, Nov 8 - Nov 17

Role: God of wisdom, scribes, and writing
Appearance: An ibis-headed man, or a baboon. Often seen with the moon on his head in either of these forms.
Sacred animals: ibis, baboon

What is Your Egyptian Zodiac Sign?
Designed by CyberWarlock of Warlock's Quizzles and Quandaries

Business minded and a natural leader, you are a canidate to be embraced by the Ventrue clan. You can be rather dominant with a high stamina however, you tend to have obsessive compulsive tendencies...especially when it comes to your food. You are the clan the others look to organize groups and factions. Generally princes are among this clan.

The Ventrue

Elegant, aristocratic and regal, the Ventrue are the lords of the Camarilla. It was Clan Ventrue that provided the cornerstone of the Camarilla, and it is Clan Ventrue that directs and coaxes the Camarilla in its darkest hours. Even in the modern age, the majority of princes descend from Clan Ventrue. The Ventrue would, of course, have things no other way. In the tradition of noblesse oblige, the Ventrue must lead the other clans for their own good. In ancient nights, Ventrue were chosen from nobles, merchant princes or other wielders of power. In modern times the clan recruits from wealthy "old-money" families, ruthless corporate climbers, and politicians. Although Ventrue move in the same social circles as the Toreador, they do not fritter away their existences in frivolity and idle chatter. The Ventrue proudly wear the privileges of leadership, and stoically bear its burdens. Thus has it always been; thus shall it always be.

What Vampire Clan Do You Belong To?

mummy~!!

2007-07-02T13:39:00.000+08:00

shakeela : yes?

sem : not you.. li-ann mummy..

shakeela gives me the smile and the eye that says "they're ur responsibility now, too"

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over the last couple of weeks, i got to know these two very precocious and beautiful children. well, one is still a child, and one is going to be a young lady soon.

both are in the water signs, like their mummy and i.. so their home is literally flooded with love, and, well, sometimes fire..

both have long curly hair and beautiful olive complexion..

both are smart and mature beyond their age, yet enjoying their youth..

both are fabulous dancers..

both brought up by a single, sexy, strong and gorgeous mummy..

hanging out with them is like "wow~!"..

and NO, my biological clock is definitely NOT ticking..

their mummy and my god-daughters
ibtisem (18) & ismahan (11)

... fate...

2007-07-01T12:36:00.000+08:00

"do you believe in fate?" megan asks while leaning on isaac's shoulder.

with his arms around her, stirring from his nap, "hmmm, what is it sweetheart? why do you ask?"

"oh nothing, i just felt as though there are some things happening in my life that's pretty bizarre. and its also happening around the friends closest to me. it is all interconnected with my life some how.."

"then you just have to let things unfold. and to answer your question, yes, i do believe in fate.."

"why? has anything happened to you before?"

"well, i rescued you, didn't i?"

mmm.. but of course. if not, how would we be together in this cosmic phenomenon happening in my life now," megan teases, giving isaac a cheeky wink.

isaac shifts his position, turning megan on her sides, and begins tickling her. they were both laughing for awhile before ending in an embrace of kisses...

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megan screams as her car runs along the divider, wheels riding along the walls, and finally turning over, roof dragging for a couple of hundred meters on the freshly tarred road.

another car coming from the opposite direction seeing the accident in front jam breaks into a halt, creating tyre burn marks. the driver gets down from the car and runs over to the megan's aston, to see if the driver was hurt or not.

megan was unconscious with her shoulder in an awkward position. fortunately, the other driver was able to crank the door open and felt for megan's pulse.

feeling her pulse jump, he immediately puts his arm across her shoulder, gripping firmly and pulls her out slowly. he wasn't sure if she had broken anything.

putting her down on the roadside, he waits for the rescue team to arrive as the sirens blare in the background.

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in the waiting room, he paces, hoping to get some news from the doctors. the nurse had asked earlier if she was a relative or a friend.

he said he wasn't a relative, but wasn't sure if he was a friend or not. something about megan was oddly familiar to him, and yet he couldn't place a finger to where he's seen her before.

a nurse walked out of the operation room, he ran over and asked if megan was alright. the nurse couldn't give him an answer, only saying that they should inform her family of the accident.

it didn't sound good.. at all..

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sophia arrived and was at the nurse's counter, enquiring about megan. she tried telling the nurse that she felt something was very wrong, and came straight to the hospital when she couldn't get megan on the phone

the nurse was awfully surprised as she was just about to pick up the phone to call her family.

"i'm her only family here, they are all out of state..."

the nurse brings her to the waiting room to meet the man who rescued megan.

"hi, my name is sophia, thank you for rescuing megan"

"is she alright? the nurse won't tell me anything except to call her family... are you family?"

sophia shook her head.

"i'm so sorry about megan... i'm isaac."

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lying in the cot, megan shifted and opened her eyes. her blurred vision was clearing and she saw sophia arranging the flowers by her side.

"where am i?" megan asked.

"honey, you're in the hospital. you were in an accident earlier," sophia said.

"oh gawd, my head hurts.." as megan tries to get up.

"you shouldn't get up. fortunately, you only have a small concussion and a dislocated shoulder."

"there's not even a scratch on your beautiful face, you lucky girl" smirks sophia.

megan giggles feebly. "did you bring those flowers?"

"no my dear, these are from the guy who pulled you out of the car," sophia pauses, unsure of how to pose her next question.

"there's something odd about him. something familiar... his name is isaac. do you know him?"

Tail-ess Information

2007-06-29T11:35:00.001+08:00

took from Joy the Pixie's "sleeping in a bed of lies"

Tail-ess (Useless) Information

1. Your gender: female
2. Are you liking someone: can't live without *like*
3. Are you hungry: nope, just had nasi lemak
4. Are you bored: all the time
5. Your birthday: 15 November
6. Age you wish you were: 18 again.. then again, the present is the best age
7. The color of your hair: brown (au naturel) with some light brown streaks courtesy of the sun
8. Color you wish your hair was: maroon streaked
9. The color of your eyes: medium-light brown
10. Got any piercing: 2 on ears
11. Want anything pierced: yeah, the nose, belly, and mayb the tongue
12. Tattoos: one on base of neck / across the shoulder, and another for you to find out ;)
13. Who do you like: my best friends, buddies, real family, adopted family

. :HAVE YOU :.

15. Read the newspaper: not yet
16. Get told you're on crack: nope
17. Talk to strangers: all the time
18. Take walks in the rain: unless i wanna catch a cold and stay away from work
19. Drive: everywhere
20. Like to drive: the few things that keeps me sane
21. Been out of the country: yes
22. Been in love: yes
23. Regret it: nopes
24. Gone skinny dipping: not yet
25. Had a surgery: once
26. Ran away from home: definitely.. and stayed out for almost 2 years
27. Played strip poker: not yet
28. Been loved: always
29. Been on stage: yes
30. Slept outdoors: yes
31. Made a Prank phone call: yes
32. Pulled an all-nighter: that and more...
33. Sleep Walked: yeah, with dad holding my hand send me to my room
34. Sleep Talked: none that i recall
35. Cried yourself to sleep: yes
36. Slept all day: yes
37. Killed someone: not yet
38. Made out with a stranger: hmmm, does knowing someone for a couple of hours consider a stranger?
39. Had sex with a stranger: refer to question 38.
40. Kissed someone: yes
41. Regret it: no
42. Been betrayed: yes (ever heard of my karma retaliation? it almost killed someone before)
43. Broken the law: what's that?
44. Met a famous person: almost everyday of my life.. oh wait, famous to you too?
45. Been on radio-tv: yes
46. Been in a mosh-pit: at the worst clubs ever, unfortunately..
47. Had a nervous breakdown: yes
48. Danced naked: yups, sometimes after sex
49. Repeated Dream: yes
50. Shoe brand you prefer: does bata count? (vincci and the likes)
51. Wear hats: no
52. Judge people: not judge, observe and make conclusions
53. Listening To: some retro music on red104.9 and the click-clacking of my keyboard
54. Own 10 pairs of shoes: I'm a girl, hello? (stolen answer from joy)
55. Favorite place to shop: flea markets, bargain outlets..
56. Comfortable clothing: erm... with my size, i can only wear comfy cloths
57. What's your style: work: my own... with cattitude

. :BELIEVE IN:.

58. Miracles: always
59. Angels: mine has gone fishing
60. Magic: most definitely
61. Ghost: don't want to, but...
62. Shirt: huh?
63. Birth: erm...
64. Easter Bunny: i don't think so
65. Cupid: i still feel the pain in the ass
66. Sex before marriage: i will only marry the person with the knowledge that i have good sex with the fella too.. what do u think :p
67. The death penalty: die~! die~!

. :RANDOM:.

68. Best friends: always there for me
69. Everyone lies : yes
70. Ying and Yang: 3sa and i
71. Love at first sight: hardly
72. Remember your first love: yes and at times i wish i didn't
73. What do you find romantic: thoughts, touch, tulips, thunders, thank yous...
74. Do you look at looks alone: on a passing...
75. Flirt to get for attention: erm.. everyday?
76. Time goes by too fast: when I'm sleeping.. oh, and when i'm drinking
77. Like someone: myself

. :LAST PERSON :.

78. That you laughed at: jean
79. That laughed at you: sunil
80. Person that made you smile: mahan & sem
81. You went shopping with: jean
82. To disappoint you: myself
83. Last time you took shower: this morning
84. To brighten up your day: stuart
85. Person you kissed: for me and the other person to know, and the rest of the world to find out
86. You Dumped : this dude I found too suffocating and kissing another gal
87. Food you ate: nasi lemak
88. Talked to through IM: yahoo & msn
89. You Hugged: shakeela
90. You texted: mum
91. You were in love with: myself
92. You Fought: does arguing with my boss count..

. :FAVORITE:.

93. Food: i... i... don't know where to begin *sob*
94. Girl: 3sa
95. Boy: patrick (oh wait, he's a man ;) )
96. Park: central?
97. Sport: dance (yes, its a sport~!) & gymnastics (watching it)
98. Position: asleep and oblivious to the world
99. Pet: kitty kat
100.Favorite Quote?: none that really sticks to mine, but i suppose this will have to do.... "don't trouble trouble, till trouble troubles you" (constantly repeated by my ex, but no idea who said it)

have fun in dubai, bestie

2007-06-21T11:01:00.000+08:00

when we first met, right, i was one hell of a drunken bitch
(according to you)

actually, i was just damn malas to layan anyone new. already i was drunk, u expect me to say something coherent?

anyhow, i was in NO condition to drive back, and i had to work the next day. so you were persuaded by our mutual friend (the one that introduced us) to send me home. apparently i lived very near, but in actuality i lived damn far away..

ur tall and gigantic frame suffered the long drive back to my place in my small turtle of a car.

i apologise for the bitchiness and i thank you for sending me home, and i must have cost u so much problems getting home at 4am in the morning *sheepish grin*

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the next time we met, i apologised profusely to you, and of course bought u beer to pacify the sore.. and that's how our beer belly's (or rather, mine) started growing, as well as our friendship..

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and then you made my night by helping me at one of the most important events at that time. you became my pole (thanks to my crazy friends) which i had to 'wrapped' myself around you and dance (oh my gawd, the embarrassment on our faces)..

of course, at the after party, u were one of my boyz whom i was happily unbuttoning to that song by PCD *grinning from ear to ear*

our best friend-ship was sealed then...

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our mutual friend got married and flew back to the land of brits..

your lounge and restaurant was already at its final stage of coming out

and i only finally saw u again on my birthday, with whom u and the midget planned a surprise

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you were my shoulder to cry on
you were my beer kaki
you were my party energizer

(when things didn't work out with my man and i)

all just to bring a smile on my face again.. and that courage to go gallivant around town *wink*

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this is my best friend. steve moine.
the one guy / man / boy that i can completely trust to be in bed with, but not have anything sexual going on. he's that safe, to me at least :)

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here are some wacko shots taken by some wacko ppl at steve's farewell @ 7atenine

my sentiments, exactly

2007-06-14T10:29:00.000+08:00

Tarot Card of the Day : Letting Go

In existence there is nobody who is superior and nobody who is inferior. The blade of grass and the great star are absolutely equal.... But man wants to be higher than others, he wants to conquer nature, hence he has to fight continuously. All complexity arises out of this fight. The innocent person is one who has renounced fighting; who is no longer interested in being higher, who is no longer interested in performing, in proving that he is someone special; who has become like a rose flower or like a dewdrop on the lotus leaf; who has become part of this infinity; who has melted, merged and become one with the ocean and is just a wave; who has no idea of the "I". The disappearance of the ''I" is innocence.

- Osho The White Lotus Chapter 6

Commentary:

In this image of lotus leaves in the early morning, we can see in the rippling of the water that one drop has just fallen. It is a precious moment, and one that is full of poignancy. In surrendering to gravity and slipping off the leaf, the drop loses its previous identity and joins the vastness of the water below. We can imagine that it must have trembled before it fell, just on the edge between the known and the unknowable. To choose this card is a recognition that something is finished, something is completing. Whatever it is--a job, a relationship, a home you have loved, anything that might have helped you to define who you are--it is time to let go of it, allowing any sadness but not trying to hold on. Something greater is awaiting you, new dimensions are there to be discovered. You are past the point of no return now, and gravity is doing its work. Go with it--it represents liberation.

i need...

2007-06-13T12:26:00.000+08:00

... to lose some weight.. make that alot...
... to stop drinking...
... to nurse this hangover...
... to exercise...
... to save some money...
... to go to the loo now...

my new shag (hair)

2007-06-12T15:23:00.000+08:00

check it out lar, check it out.. i got myself a new hair-do

the last time i had a hangover

2007-06-12T11:22:00.000+08:00

on a weekday, was aeons ago..

went for a free flow media function yesterday at oh-so posh-hotel-based-lounge to launch their new band TOO3K, where there was beer flowing like water down my throat..

so am feeling quite awful now..

don't bug me..

am just not in the mood to layan anyone right now..

What if today is the last day of your life, how would you live it?

2007-06-11T12:47:00.000+08:00

What happens if you found out that the next 24 hours will be the last of your life, how would you live it?

Would you spend the rest of your life moping and brooding on the bad luck befallen upon you?

Would you spend the rest of your life wondering what went wrong and how you can fix it, knowing that it can’t be fixed anyways?

Would you spend the rest of your life trying to get your will in order, itemizing everything that you own and give them to your loved ones?

Would you spend the rest of your life in bed with your loved one, or the many lovers that you have? (Die in bliss.. hmmmm…)

Would you spend the rest of your life trying to get this superstar to give you a blow or the shag of your life?

Would you spend the rest of your life trying all the drugs in the market, and probably OD-ed anyways? (Die in a state of highness..)

Would you spend the rest of your life trying to make a major positive change in someone’s life?

Would you spend the rest of your life having meaningful moments with yourself and the people around you?

I know its kind of a morbid inquiry, but am just curious if anyone has ever wondered about this before, and what are your thoughts..

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a post i brought from my old blog, felt significant to post it again..

HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU 1ST...

2007-06-11T12:42:00.000+08:00

1.Fell in love
# 17

2. Lost someone close to you
# 20

3. Drank alcohol
# when i was weeeeeeeee high.. (points towards the hips) *dunno*

4. Smoked
# 15

5. Got kissed
# baby

6. Went to the hospital
# baby

7. Got your heart broken?
# 16

8. Lost a pet
# 7

9. Got arrested
# 16

11. Broken a bone
# 24

12. Got a job
# 14

13. Got cheated on
# 22

14. Rode the city bus alone?
# 13

15. Went to a concert?
# 5

17. Got a cell phone
# 17

18. Snuck out of the house
# 19

19. Drove a car
# 15

20. How old are you now?
# 26

Bag Full of Cattitude ~*~

List of 30 things to do before I turn 30

Day 7 - 9: the fellowship of the flyers

Day 4 - 6 : oh what a headache!

Day 2 & 3 : brrrrrrr... It's freezing!

Day 1: Oh! the hustle n bustle of India!

It's all about the cAttitude!

A night in the life of a bartender

I googled my name and found this article.. omg, that was such a long time ago. This article was probably done in 2005. Cause starting 2006, I started working in a PR Agency..

For your own good, please don't ask me to mix drinks unless its a straight vodka / whiskey / rum / gin with a mixer. i've forgotten my cocktail recipes! :)

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A night in the life of a bartender

Namaste - on the last week of the 30 Day Challenge

Namaste - Day 14,15,16,17 & 18

Namaste - Day 11, 12 & 13

Namaste - Day 7, 8, 9 & 10

Namaste - Day 5 & 6

Namaste - Day 3 & 4

Namaste - Day 1 & 2

she proposed, and i said yes! YES!

Black Eyed Peas' on Oprah @ Chicago.. Flashmob by audience

quotes of the day.. according to emoticons

happy birthday andre!!

*thumbs down*

time passed sooo fast

happy birthday corey!!

bringing this back to life

naughty answers... (old but classic)

mosaic? what mosaic?? lalala...

Find out the real me?

about the cat, her tail.. and sometimes her booty too...

Sexist...

The Steakhouse Incident

I Want FABULOUS!

Tales of L

25 Random Things about ME!

shy lar... dowan lar..

overdose

i am or am i

PATCH 11.11.07

pre-patching

... when it gets overwhelmingly too much ...

PATCH : Passion Aiding The CHildren

he can only be davidson...

... pride & prejudice : inspiration for murder ...

short lived imprisonment

... victimised ...

I’M TAGGED, THEREFORE…

merdeka non-fiasco

busy with nothing

another tag

accidental victim

... if not sooner than later ...

the tail with an attitude...

i just love surprises...

i went home sober

i got lost..

grace kelly

gone cuckoo...

being low key..

ermm.. tagged??

big girls don't cry...

today, i very smart..

so i said...

little did i know....

The Order of the Phoenix

fillers

fortune? i don't see no fortune...

You are The Wheel of Fortune

mummy~!!

... fate...

Tail-ess Information

Tail-ess (Useless) Information

have fun in dubai, bestie

my sentiments, exactly

i need...

my new shag (hair)

the last time i had a hangover

What if today is the last day of your life, how would you live it?

HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU 1ST...

thumbs down