went to Maison last Saturday with Tracy and her colleagues. the ambience is cool and the crowd is nice but the songs kinda sucks. kinda like the idea of the couch/bed. once you're tired or drunk, you can just sleep there. haha... one of the gals was drunk, super drunk. a drunk fella will either be super quiet or super noisy. unfortunately, she's the noisy type, very noisy. i'm the quiet type when i'm drunk. what i'll probably be saying is, "don't touch me". that was what i used to say when i was drunk in UK. hehe...

the other day when i came back to my Klang's house and entered my room, i noticed there's something different. my Mum gave my room a makeover. she removed all the stuff i sticked on the wall (my wallpaper la) and painted the whole room. well i guess it's time to repaint the room becoz the last time we painted it was...i dunno maybe 4 years ago? anyhow, for those of you who have seen my wallpaper, you might be wondering "what happened to it?" (well i was asking myself that too when i entered the room and saw nothing on the wall). well fret not. Mum did not throw the stuff away (phew...thank God). she removed everything from the wall and changed from this...


(luckily i took a picture of my wallpaper 2 years ago)

to this...


(well of course she threw away most of the posters becoz they were too old)

yup, my Mum did this. how amazing.. i mean whose Mum will do this man? whose Mum will be so free la? i find this so cool.. my Mum is the coolest Mum ever. ROCK ON MUMMY..

2 weeks ago, Sam told me that a friend of ours went to Hong Kong. the first thing that came to my mind when she told me that was "wife biscuits", also known as "sweet heart cake". that's because when i was in Hong Kong, i never got the chance to eat it and i've been thinking about it whenever someone talks about Hong Kong. the last time i had "wife biscuits" was ages ago, i think 4 years ago. i told Sam to text that friend to get us some "wife biscuits" when he's back and i never thought that he really bought it. but the funny thing was, he only gave the cake to us 1 week after he's back. -_-! and when i looked at the best before date, it's written best before 16th May 2006. he gave us the cake on the 15th. damn zhar dou.. but it's better than nothing. so thanks Doug for the cake. it's yummy...

Dearest Sam,

::~*HaPpY bIrThDaY tO yOu!!*~::

May your birthday be as wonderful as you are and hope you'll have a great year ahead!!

weeks ago, a friend and i were dining in The Manhattan Fish Market in Sunway Pyramid when i came across this picture frame on the wall.


a good one. so good that i know i couldn't leave that place without taking a pic of it. ya, lame i know.

Dubai, United Arab Emirates

i went to Dubai on the 14th April 2006 for work for 5 days. we were given 2 days off there, so it wasn't that bad afterall. the hotel my company arranged for (Al Bustan Residence Hotel & Apartment) is great; all rooms are fully equip with cooking facilities, but i don't cook. was supposed to go for the desert tour on one of the off days, but because of ONE human, the whole plan was canceled. everyone was so frustrated. so there's nothing much we can do there during our off days, besides eating, shopping and... sight-seeing?? there's nothing much to see also la. but it's a BIG waste for not going to the desert tour. arghh... talking bout eating, you MUST go to the Generous Visitors Restaurant (situated along Naif Road) if you're visiting Dubai because they serve superb biryani and everything is nice there...*saliva drooling*. let the pics do the talking...


Taxis..Toyota Camry wei..here mostly Proton Iswara..*boo..


Generous Visitors Restaurant.


Buildings.


Buildings..


Buildings...


A big and nice house.


...


Dubai Police Headquarters...so nice right?


Fly Emirates..


Al Bustan Centre; that's where the hotel is. There's a mall and a food court downstairs.


Alien Global (cost DHS18000 \(O_O)/).


Alien again..


And again..


AND again..


City Centre Shopping Mall.


Sheesha/Hookah.


Lots of them.


Fried Chicken Biryani..very very yummy (although it doesn't look so appealing)


Poori baji..sedap gila (crazily delicious??).

months ago, i mentioned about getting a tattoo done before my birthday this year. i wanted to have one on my ankle, but my work doesn't permit me to do so. therefore, i decided to have one done on my lower back. you see, i have this SUPER sensitive back, it gets really ticklish. imagine, whenever i get a haircut i'll be jumping like crazy. so what do you think tattooing on my lower back will do to me then? so worry that i'll never get one done. BUT NOW, worry no more coz I DID IT!!!

yes, i've finally got a tattoo after years of contemplating, and 1 1/2 hours of contemplating again when i was in the studio before i made up my mind to go for it. had it done at Borneo Ink Tattoos in Desa Sri Hartamas. yup, indeed i jumped/shaked/moved a lot at the beginning (i think Simon was a lil irritated), but towards the end, i think i was doing quite well.

a Million thanks to Sam for accompanying me there and to Simon for the great job. Thankx guys!!


Trish & Simon


My Tattoo...Whee...

you know i really hate it when someone whom i trusted betrayed the trust and acted as if there's nothing happening, as if he's not doing anything wrong, as if i'm the one with the problem. F**K IT MAN!! you know, after this particular incident, i begin to like him less and hate him more (when i actually doesn't fancy him much already). he really disappoint me and i am pissed. he thought i'm so dumb that i don't know what he has done, but too bad...i found out, i know what you did!!

so who is he? no name to be revealed.
what he did? don't know where to start, and you don't wanna know.
how do i know bout the recent thing which he has done that triggered my anger? from a close friend of mine.
can i trust the source? absolutely, coz he told her bout the thing.
what thing? you don't wanna know.
and why am i complaining it over here? cannot ar, i like ar!! coz it's my blog and i'm pissed and this is where i can bitch about anything, anyway i like.

alright, it might be a small thing and some of you might be wondering, hey what is there to be mad about? but ever heard that gals can be very unreasonable at times? well yeah, that's me now. i might sound ridiculous but hey, i'm a GAL for God sake. besides, TRUST is one big big thing to me okay..
phew...feeling a lil better now.

feel so dead. life is getting more boring day after day. i feel so dead. there's nothing much happening in my life, only work and work and work, and meeting up with friends once a while. i am very lucky this week. i'm off for 3 days and got to meet up with Tracy for 4 nights straight after soooo long. yeah it's been a while.

one thing i don't understand. is there a law or something which stated that thin/petite gals couldn't go to the gym for workout?? Rosh is a member of Celebrity Fitness and she brought me in by using the 14 days free workout pass or whateva it's called. so when i told a friend that i went to the gym, that friend was SHOCKED!! "WHAT?!! YOU ACTUALLY GO TO THE GYM?!!" duh, what's so wrong with that. then i told another friend bout it and i got the same thing back plus "you know you don't have to go to the gym. you're like so thin and you still wanna go to the gym!! i don't see what's the point for you to be there." aiyo, why la thin people cannot go to the gym one meh? thin doesn't mean i look good leh. i have flabby arms one ok. i have tummy and i have flabby thighs. even if i don't have those, thin people still can tone up the abdomen part one ma, right? *shakehead* and this stupid guy from the gym keeps persuading (more like forcing) me to join the gym to be a full time member. omg, just hate it man.

it was Rosh's birthday on the 22nd March and so we headed downtown to party. party on Wednesday night, well it was her idea. guess she can't wait to flash her id proudly to the bouncer (if they are to ask for it) as she turned 21 that day (ok it's not as if she hasn't been to a club before). 21, the perfect age that legalizes most of the things we do. ^^ congrats Rosh, you've just reached the perfect age!! we ended up in Thai Club because that's like the only place with people around besides Beach Club, and Sam has a friend working there. i arranged a surprise for her, i called my so-called bro, Kenneth to come over without her knowing that he'll be coming (Rosh and Kenneth knows each other and they are quite close). yay, she was surprised indeed and very very happy. i'm happy that she's happy. we then fed her with a Flaming Lamborghini. everything went on quite well and it's all good.

~*~Rosh, Happy Belated Birthday to YOU!! love you babe...~*~

i hate it when you go missing in action and suddenly pop out with some nice messages
i hate it when you sound so sweet and caring which i don't know if you're for real
i hate it when you still make me feel so special even after so long we've been apart
i hate it when you make me feel like i'm still special and important in your heart.
BUT do you know what i hate the most? -----> MYSELF...

whee..i burned my left thumb by accidently touching the iron's metal plate. wahahaha... how dumb. but it's PAINFUL.. :(

life's so bored...

NEW DIGI CAM - SONY DSC-T9

(pics taken by using my old cam - Canon Digital IXUS V3)

isn't it fun to start your day with horrible shits that happened one after another? first, my transport came 15 minutes earlier (you must be thinking, earlier is better than late), and by the time i reached the airport, i was like 1 blardy hour earlier (and what can i do in the airport la). then, i received a notice stating that my claim for the transport was rejected due to some missing details (f**k the details) and last but not least, i don't know which stupid monkey mistakenly took my bag and i went around looking for it for 20 minutes before i finally found my bag. THANK GOD!! earlier i thought i was going to look like a lost soul wandering around the building because i was 1 hour earlier, but i ended up looking like a crazy gal, looking for my bag. then off i went to Colombo. when we reached Colombo, one of my colleagues' check-in bag went missing. we were told that his bag was sent to Amsterdam instead of Colombo. poor guy, he doesn't have any piece of clothing with him except the one he's wearing. then, all of us got screwed up-down-left-right by our supervisor, just because of ONE same mistake done by two of my colleagues. it is indeed a lesson to learn by all of us and there you have it, my hell day to Colombo.

so it was Nikki's birthday on the 28th Feb, the day i came back from Colombo. i was invited for dinner at her place and ... *sigh* long story. conclusion was, i think she wasn't very happy. she was mad, sad and disappointed at me. i think she is STILL mad and disappointed at me. first i turned up late, second i turned up empty handed (ok that i must admit it's my fault, i could have got her a pressie earlier before i left for Colombo but i did not *self slapping*) and third, i was there for only 1 hour. i'm like the worst friend/chi mui she has ever had. seriously, i feel so bad. then jie didn't even turn up, he called and told us that he'll be late because he'll be having dinner with his colleagues first (f**ker, he even dare to call me earlier to scold me for turning up late when he himself is going to turn up later than i do). but it was so late that Nikki has to call jie not to come on that night, instead they'll meet some other day. the whole thing was like out of the frying pan into the fire. if it's on normal days, she'll be alright, BUT on her BIRTHDAY, even i'll get mad and disappointed if it happens to me.

~Nikki, i know this will never make any difference, but i'm terribly SORRY for whateva that i've done. Sorry and Happy Belated Birthday to you!!~

Karen just came back from Dhaka and she was complaining about how dirty everything is in Dhaka; the food, the water, the air, everything. and best of all, she was there for 10 torturing days (there's an exhibition going on in Dhaka, some machinery show). and as for me, i'll be going to Colombo end of the month. but lucky for me, i'll only be there for 4 suffering days. i'm not trying to sound crazy but i'll be bringing 2 big bottles of water on that day. dare not drink their water, it's DIRTY. you should know how dirty their water is. well Karen brought her own water to Dhaka too, and she bought some bottled water from there. and guess what, she suffered from diarrhoea. ouch.. i don't wanna spend my day in the toilet, doing "business" too. therefore, i'm so gonna bring my own water. *sigh.. my bag is going to be darn heavy.

got the link to this video from this blog. take a look, it's funny. it's about why Asian gals date white guys.

i came across this post few weeks ago about the lemon cheesecake flavour Kit Kat. went to Giant and got it like 2 weeks ago and i just tasted it just now (yes i know, you must be wondering why i got it like 2 weeks ago and just ate it today, but don't ask me). tasted quite ok, but i don't really like it though. prefer the white Kit Kat instead. the packaging, yup it looks too plain. somehow it looks more like a "cetak rompak" (couldn't think of the right English word for it) kinda thing. i mean, just see it for yourself.

Mum booked the tickets to London this morning, since it's MAS fair or whateva fair it is. Mum and 2 of my sisters are going to London next month, WITHOUT ME!! :[ they can go anywhere without me BUT NOT LONDON. and they'll be there for 2 WEEKS!! so unfair! they'll be going to London and then to New Castle to visit my bro. i wanna go too...but stupid la, how can i go when i have no leave to take, my company hasn't give us any leave yet. arghh...i couldn't believe this is happening.

so CNY is over and what's the highest amount of money you have got from an ang pau? RM100, RM200 or probably RM500? every year, my sister's company will be having a CNY dinner and that's when she'll get her big ang pau from her boss. last year, she received a super thick ang pau from her boss and since it's considered rude to open your ang pau in front of people, she waited till she's at home before opening the red packet. to her surprise, there were 8 pieces of RM100 notes in that ang pau. damn, an ang pau worth of RM800!! that's like something i'll never get in my entire life. so what about this year's ang pau? well as usual, they had the dinner and she received an ang pau from her boss just like any other year. but this year's ang pau was a lil too thin compared to last year's. so she thought maybe there's only a RM50 note or RM100 note in there. and again, she waited till she's at home before opening the ang pau. guess what is in the red packet? a cheque worth of RM1700!! *eyes wide opened and jaw dropped!! WHAT THE HELL MAN, AN ANG PAU WORTH OF RM1700!! that's like one super huge amount. that's so crazy and i'm so jealous.

last Friday, something huge happened to me at work. it's so traumatizing that it will haunt me till the day i die. it all happened just because of this stupid bitch. i'm not trying to lay the blame on her, but if it's not because of her, the whole thing will never happen.

Peeping

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