Thursday, April 30, 2009

somewhere over the rainbow

"Someday I'll wish upon a star,

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me,

Where troubles melt like lemon drops,

Away above the chimney tops,

That's where you'll find me..."

Me and Ah Seng came back from a lethargic day at work today in foul moods. We got screwed by boss and 'twas a frenzy of weathers. Just as we turned into the corner of our house I noticed something(s)...

... of which somewhere there's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. Notice something else? There's really TWO rainbows..!

Wikipedia says: Secondary rainbows are caused by a double reflection of sunlight inside the raindrops, and appear at an angle of 50°–53°. As a result of the second reflection, the colours of a secondary rainbow are inverted compared to the primary bow, with blue on the outside and red on the inside. The dark area of unlit sky lying between the primary and secondary bows is called Alexander's band, after Alexander of Aphrodisias who first described it.

The rainbow was so clear you could see its every spectrum of colours. Whimsical, non?

I took such an epic picture of Ah Seng (on the phone with Ah Preto) with the rainbow and all.

Sadly, he couldn't return the favour. Damnit!! It's tolerable-lah... just not epic.

It was such a magnificent sight that our troubles did melt like lemon drops. Can't say much for the chimney tops though. It was undeniably fantastical. Alot of neighbours came out to check this natural phenomenon while it lasted. It was a good opportunity to wave at them. I'm making effort 'cos Guy spooked me with horror stories of girls who live by themselves anonymously aka no communication whatsoever with fellow neighbours.

"Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true..."
... Somewhere Over The Rainbow, Dorothy of Wizard Of Oz ...

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

rin on the rox is *bisou* worthy y'all!

Here's my current 2 favourite babydolls. They're so gorgeous right?? OMG just listen to them go..!! Super lovin' them singin' one of them favourite songs of mine :) Kawaii rite?? Go check them out singing Halo, Mad, Too Little Too Late...

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

i can see your halo

Howdy-ho babydolls.

It has been awhile huh? Irresponsible? Neglectful? Yup, guilty as charged. I’m still getting used to juggling work, love, life and the world wide web. The love part is, of course, very nouveau: 2 months of life come early May. As you can see we’re in the honeymoon phase of the relationship hence me not giving a damn about anything in the world apart from him/us.

Just wanted to talk about love today. And maybe a wee bit ‘bout life too.

“Remember those walls I built
Well baby they're tumbling down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now…”

I’ve just slapped on a facial mask (‘cos the face seems quite abit ridiculous these days) and I got Rin on the Rox playing on YouTube (G*ddd I love the YouTube. That and Rin on the Rox! Man you cupcakes oughta take a look-see-look-see. Me likes them synchro shoulder stints and goofy gestures plus the whole bathroom dynamics is just absolute genius. Don’t even get me started on the harmony! I’m a bloody harmony freak y’all… serio!sly. I, like, harmonize when I’m listening to Coldplay / Snow Patrol / Chris Brown whatever.. y’name it!). Starting this week I’m gonna think-plan-align my life. I’m going to force myself to balance out my job, relationship, family, friends, BLOG and activities. Activities meaning I’ve fished out my old Stella McCartney for Adidas yoga mat, gave it a good dusting and rolled it out for use. I want to start running again. I want to put at least 2-3 blog entries up per week. I want to finally come out of this romance cave and acknowledge the presence of other people in my life: parentals, sister, friends. I want to send letters to my sister. I need to get that sari and work kurungs made.

“It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm takin'
I ain't never gonna shut you out…”

A friend has been giving me midnight calls for emotional support. It’s taking a toll on me ‘cos I’ve got to wake up at 06:30 in the morning while she and the rest of the non-med world only start work at 09:00. Anywayyy… she’s going through a relationship hiccup… more of a relationship purge really. She has known the boy awhile now. They’ve been on-off.. on-again-off-again a little over a year now. He was not willing to commit prior. And when he finally did, his past (ex) came back to haunt him and lo-behold the guy caved. The latter used the oldest trick in the books: attempting suicide by swallowing a fistful of pills (Paracetamol *ahem* Panadol to be exact) to formally inform him that she, like, SO CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT HIM. I’m not trying to be insensitive towards chicks who try to take their lives when their guy leaves them but ayo, he wants to leave you and you’re forcing him, against his will, to stay by giving him a life-death ultimatum. Do you really think that by doing so he’ll suddenly snap back into Romeo mode and love you ‘till death do you part?? Do you? Do you really?? Whoah that is just so the Clinton vs Lewinsky: an absolute mistake! Anyways that is not the point. The point is, the boy told my friend he needed to ensure the suicide-chick’s alright and that he’ll call her later. Several hours later he told her he needed to do some soul-searching and it’s been a week since she heard from him since that phonecall. Now she asks me what does this all mean? I don’t know much ‘bout relationships and love but this is what I know. OK ensuring suicide-chick is alive and kicking is of course top most priority and he’s an absolute asshole if he did a hit-and-run. But copping out with an excuse of finding himself is not just uncool, it’s cowardly. And if a man ain’t gonna fight for the union of you two now he ain’t gonna fight for you in times to come. This is a test to the relationship and he tore the blank answer sheets and broke all the 2B pencils even before the question paper even got to the table. If a guy loves you, he’ll fight for you. He’ll want to make you happy and stay happy. Guy thinks the moron’s rude. It’s rude and cruel to keep your lady waiting indefinitely. Men, take note.

“Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You're the only one that I want
Think I'm addicted to your light
I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity can't forget
To pull me back to the ground again…”

These few days have been a sore. If there’s anything to be thankful for it would be Guy. He always tries to make things a little better, the blows a little softer, the misery a little lesser and the sunshine a little shinier. I actually cannot imagine my life without him now. OMG I can’t believe I just said that… you are allowed to run to the sink and puke. It’s just way too yoke-mah (I guess the best translation to that word would be corny / kejagungan). It’s like the grey skies don’t seem that grey. Even if it storms like Katrina, I miraculously feel I could get through it when he holds me in his arms. The best part is he actually steps forward and pulls me after him… guiding me through the hurricane. Is this how love is? If it is, then it’s really really nice-lor.

Ne-Yo: Baby I know sometimes it’s gonna rain. But baby can we make up now cause I can't sleep through the pain. Girl I don't wanna go to bed.. mad at you. And I don't want you to go to bed.. mad at me.
moi: *listens silently*
Ah Seng: Suddenly all these songs about love make sense huh?
moi: *nods*

“Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away…”

So I told my friend that in life there will always be a choice to make. And the part that matters is that choices come with consequences. So if she makes a choice to be with him then she’ll have to just wait for him to ‘find himself’ or whatever and be patient. If she feels this is no way to be treated then move on pronto. Because life’s too short to be unhappy or so says Miss BellaBella’s msn profile pic:

Merci beaucoup Madamoiselle BellaBella for sharing this. Wonderful.

Monday, April 13, 2009

who says i can't have my birkin and eat it too?

Cherry cherry boom boom

(ME LIKES this song 'Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)' by Lady Gaga!!)

So.. I had a little party on my pre-b’day weekend. Small lil’ cosy one with the girls and the boyfriend to celebrate my coming-of-age (hah!! Now that’s what you call an understatement!). Called afew ex-coursemates / colleagues over but none made it to the party (despite the RSVP: yes… abit rude right?? But it’s my birthday gig making me generally happy so I’m gonna let this pass). Can’t really blame ‘em ‘cos they’re doctors and that’s what you expect from doctor friends. Horrified? Yeah well that’s how it goes. Marry one and you’ll know.

The party (initially planned for 10 pax) turned out to be a party of 6. I reserved a place at Garden CafĂ© + Lifestyle Store at 1Utama: this very very enchanting lil’ indoor restaurant with luscious *ahem* imitation *ahem* cutey trees and blossoming flowers. It’s like sitting in an indoors version of the Mad-Hatter’s place in Wonderland… the bit owned by the Queen of Hearts y’know y’know?

So the theme this year was ‘English Tea House’ and I was kind of hoping everyone would turn up as they would to have scones with the Queen but as usual-lah only moi and Miss BellaBella stuck to it. I was supposed to dress Guy up as well… you know in something a lil’ more smooth… but there just wasn’t enough time and I had to make do with the best he brought. This year I had nil time to make preps as I did during my past parties: note graduation party, blog party. Still the colour was pastel pink and yellow so I did my best to pastel-pinkefy / pastel-yellowfy the whitewash garden (pun not intended) tables and chairs with my balloons, party favours and of course...

JENG JENG JENG: my sugar!!

(the cake, babydolls, not the dude… though he’s a sweetie but what I really meant was.. f*ck I’m rambling)

Love that their iced lemon tea came in this mini jug with the flower stirrer. Reminds me off those hot summer Savannah days when Americanos sit out on their porches soaking in the sun and gulping down the cold drink.

My first birthday with a boyfriend. Weird. Very very weird. Weird because last birthday I wished to celebrate my next birthday with my boyfriend. I’m wearing the dress he got me. I was getting afew last minute threads at Forever21 for my birthday week and just as I pulled my purse out to pay, he swooped in and got the bill. Like I’ve mentioned before, he may not be able to offer me the flossy-flossy but it really makes me smile when he tries his best to be my man. I told him to take his glasses off during picture snaps but he forgets a lot (bless him, the fella’s not used to the whole camera-whoring business). This is one when he didn’t and we look nice.

My girls. Love them dearly.

So about my cake. It’s such a showstopper..

I’m gonna have an entire entry solely dedicated to this sugar and spice all that's nice!!
Watch out for it OK :)

I had sparkling candles. Nope not JUST candles… and not JUST sparklers… but sparkling candles!! We were all very confused at first ‘cos we lit up ‘em candles but no sparks. I thought I got scammed by packaging / marketing…when it really did start to sparkle… ooooooooh super duper cruper exciting!!
See the sparks?? See the sparks?? You had better say yes… Ah Tric had hell of a time trying to capture it on the camera.

Then we all kinda stared at them sparkle not sparkle before everyone realize a birthday song was in store. So they started singing and I got all poncy-poncy.

I was simply delighted. I was 25-for-the-4th-time… OK FINE 28(!!)…happy already?? It was just extremely blissful to be seated with all my loved ones and turning 28. I couldn’t ask for more. I feel blessed.

Blessed that I could have my (fuschia ostrich hide) Birkin and eat it!!
Whoever says I couldn’t?? I really proved them wrong hor…

Everyone was striken with horror when I reached for the knife and dug it deep into the flaps. This cake was made for eating and that’s what it’ll do.

I know I instructed for my Birkin to be edible but to pry it open and finding it to be made of chocolate cake really caught me by surprise!
I asked if anyone wanted the handles but noone did so I took them myself. Everyone was too afraid to have a piece of me (the girl sitting at the dock of the cake) so I did. Everytime someone swallowed something they’d go. “I just ate RM20 or was it RM50!” 'Twas quite funny really.

I had a fancy time operating on my cake.

L-R: Ah Tric (Miss ChewChew’s boyfriend), Miss TanTan, Miss BellaBella, Guy, Birthday Princess / Royalty, Miss ChewChew. They really made my day!

Last but not least.. Party favours: Cup filled with teabags with their respective tea names!

Cherry cherry boom boom…

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Monday, April 06, 2009


Will be adding captions soon. Edited pics from 6pm till 1.30am and now my right upper limb is a claw hand. Be patient alright folks?


Day 01

So the Pangkor weekend getaway huh? It all started with Guy suggesting he take me to Pangkor on my b'day weekend to get some exclusive time together / birthday treat. I told him that will not do because I intend to spend my b'day with my family and friends back in KL (where I belong...) and he cannot be so kedekut (selfish) as to keep me solely to himself. The poor boy had no choice but to push the trip up to the weekend before. Yes, he's quite the sweet one.

I was rather concerned over the fact the last ferry to Pangkor would supposedly leave at 19:30. This is a worrying fact as the houseman timetable is so inconsistent and Guy really drives like a maimed tortoise. If I were to leave the hospital anything above 18:00, I think we'd end up sleeping at the Lumut jetty. We planned everything to the second and I prayed for a quiet evening so we could leave on time. Turns out we made it! It takes a (slow) driver approximately an hour to arrive Lumut from Teluk Intan town (use the route towards Sabak Bernam and follow the road signs) and 15 minutes 'till half an hour to find a space in the 3-tiered parking lot.

It's been awhile since I came to Pangkor. The last was probably when I was 10 years old or something. There are loadsa ferry companies you can choose from. I believe they're all the same so we just kinda took the one with the shortest queue! Duta Pangkor seems pretty fun with the whole Yellow Submarine bit going on. I must be outta touch 'cos all ferries are air-conditioned now. No more sitting out in the open, turning your head to the side and puking into the sea. Last ferry leaves at 20:00.

Important is to check the ratio of lifejackets versus passengers. I learnt a thing or 2 from movies. It wasn't all just about the "I jump. You jump." y'know..! Blinding them fluoro orange row of jackets may be but security I most definitely see. Don't forget to get off only at Jetty 02 which is the commercial stop for us tourists. Jetty 01 are for locals and unless you've got built-in rollerskates in your shoes you will be quite stuck there.
Day 02

Teluk Nipah

We thought we'd go hang out at the beach post-breakfast like in Langkawi... but then angry clouds appeared so we retreated back to the chalet and watched the rain from our porch. Guy doesn't mind the weather 'cos we could get busy (with other activities) anyways *giggle*

Soon enough out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain and itsy-bitsy us came out of the spout to play. Guy suggested we go rent a motorbike so we could cruise the island independently and have a look-see around town. I told him 'bout Ah Preet's tip-of-the-day: get a bike, choose a spot, start your journey, just follow the same road and keep going straight, after an hour you'd be back where you started. There is no way of getting lost(!!). It's hilarious the way he tells it. Oh if you pick up a bike from Raju (??) across the road from Jetty 02 exit, he'd give you a mini (photocopied) map of Pangkor which is rather useful.

I did sorta know about a stone thing I wanted to go see. Y'know some Batu Bersurat stuff... and it's real fun to actually go see something familiar you used to read in history books. The last I did was visiting Borobudur in Yogyakarta. We saw a sign in town pointing towards the Dutch Fort so we decided to start from there.

At first I thought, "Whoah this is SOOO the start of an exciting adventure!! Y'know looking for the fort and finding ourselves amidst the journey.." 5 minutes pret-pret-pretting on the kapchai bike and bham (!!).

Don't think it's possible to learn about yourself in 300 seconds *shrug*. The fort is smaller than it sounds. I mean when people say fort you think Disney Sleeping Beauty castle or Great Wall of China. It's more the size of a Drive-thru McDonald's. I don't really know how it could help shelter villagers with a space of say.. 60 pax?? Oh and not to forget a singular cannon. Kampungs must be really small in those times.

The fort's princess.
Wikipedia says The ruins of the Dutch Fort on Pangkor Island are the remnants of an outpost of Dutch attempts to control trade in the Malay peninsula. In the Malay language, the fort is called Kota Belanda.
The fort was built by the Dutch in 1670 for storage and protection of tin supplies from the sultanate of Perak. The fort was destroyed in 1690 by the Malays who were discontent with the methods used by the Dutch in obtaining minerals. It was rebuilt by the Dutch in 1743 and a force of 60 soldiers was placed to guard the fort until 1748, when the force was disbanded and the fort abandoned.

The fort was reconstructed by Malaysia's museum department in 1973 and was gazetted as an ancient monument and historical site under the Antiquities Act 1976 No. 242 Perak Gazette dated March 21, 1978. According to this act, any person found guilty of vandalising an ancient monument and historical site is liable to imprisonment not exceeding three months or a fine not exceeding five hundred ringgit or to both.

Yup it's him again. Get used to it.

Sir Gustav suddenly gets into the mood and called for the ants' artillery team to get prepared.

Sir Gustav looks like the grass' acne.

So kejagungan (corny) hor?

The souvenir shop just beside the fort sells cute woven plastic bags. I really like the red + white chest lor.

You are not permitted to laugh. Safety first. Dorky / lame-ass image concerns come later.

After the fort we set out to find the Batu Bersurat. I'm thinking, "Now THIS is when the adventure begins. For real." 1.5 minutes pret-pret-pret and bham (!!). Very short-lived anticipations.

Wikitravel says Batu Bersurat (inscribed stone) also known as Tiger Rock due to the etching found on this huge granite boulder. The rock measures about 10.7m long and 4.6m wide and stands at 4.3m tall, and today, there is a pavillion built to shelter it. Batu bersurat is located close to the Dutch Fort, in Pangkor Island. The etchings shows the picture of a tiger carrying away a child.

There are also two round-shaped leaves, and the letters "If Carlo 1743" and "VOC". The "VOC" probably refers to the Dutch East India Company. There are several theories about the inscription. One sinister version of the tale claimed that the Malays and Bugis kidnapped and murdered a Dutch dignitary's son in 1743, in revenge of the ill treatment of the the Dutch to the locals. When the Dutch looked for the boy, the locals made up a story that they saw the boy was snatched by a tiger. In comemorate to such incident, the Dutch soldiers etched such inscription.

Teluk Gudang, view beside the Tiger Rock.

Guy, being the Chinaman Ah Pek that he is, was very interested to go see the miniature Great Wall of China over at Fu Lin Kong temple.


Very serene place but damn it's hot in 'ere.

Us being absolute tourists... including Sir Gustav.

Yea it's kejagungan overload. Just so you know he did that not me. I laughed my ass off.

We wanted to pray together but didn't really know how to go about it (both of us aren't too good when it comes to the customs of religion *hush hush*) so we decided to give a donation instead. He took it off Guy from the heart.

He took it from me orally ;D

Stone cranes on the stone entrance arch.

(conversation, while on the motorbike)
moi: By, look there!!
Guy: What?
moi: Isn't that the most peculiar house, like, ever??
Guy: What are you talking about? It's a temple-lah..!
moi: ...
Guy: Why do you think they've got figurine deities all over?
moi: I thought they were very artistically expressive people mah.
Guy: ...

Since we didn't get our chance to frolick in the sea in the morning we immediately jumped at the chance for some beach play when it got all sunny. We were riding across Pasir Bogak when I noticed a secluded spot away from prying eyes and keh-poh aunties / makciks. There are many picturesque locations to enjoy the seaside in its sedated mood, you just have to travel about in search of it. I had brought my bikini with me so I changed into it with the help of Guy's T-shirt as a mobile changing room.
Then we ran into the sea and started splashing around!

Turns out Guy does NOT KNOW how to swim! WTF. So we had to stay close to the shore. See his OMG-I'm-so-f*cking-scared-I'm-peeing-in-the-sea-while-trying-to-maintain-a-macho face :P

As for me it's been 1 year since my swimming lessons (haven't completed... boo!) and I'm a blimin' water nymph y'all! That and totally lovin' the sea 'cos the saltwater helps me float better making me think I'm lighter than I think.

One picture I look s h*tty (aka FAT). One picture he looks sh*tty. I had to put them both up just to be fair.

Underwater hand holding. Kejagungan picture no.03 lor... Pangkor water is kinda dirty. We literally moved 500m to get away from floating debris. Yuck!

Don't intend to work here. Seriously.

Sunset walk. Romantic but scorching hot!! Guy was sweating like a melting popsicle. I was dabbing his forehead every 3 seconds and it's not like I'm assisting some high-risk cardiac transplant!

This is me looking happy and FAT. Seriously look so engorged and I can't even fit my kurungs no more. Imagine that: growing so obese that even a giant robe seems fitting. This calls for drastic intervention!
Day 03
Woke up really late and took a morning pret-pret around town. Boyfriend wanted to do some shopping so I tagged along. Whoah. Yup you read right. The roles indeed reversed in Pangkor.

It says 'The Pangkor Fishery Labourer's Association'.

There's alot of sea-products to be bought.. i.e, fish satay, sugary cuttle-fish, ikan bilis / anchovies in variant sizes, dried cuttle-fish, salted fish and keropok.

The journey back to TI felt faster.. guess 'cos I was busy watching Sir Gustav trying to get in on Major Gustav II's historical meal.

Ciaosers babydolls *Pangkor bisou* y'all :)

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