Saturday, 31 May 2008

Gili Gulu

Address: Gili Gulu, 50-52 Monmouth Street, London, WC2
Nearest tube: Leicester Square or Covent Garden.

I have a sudden craving for Japanese food and suddenly thought of Gili Gulu which is situated somewhere between Leicester Square and Covent garden.

The price is quite reasonable though for Japanese food. Normally I'd choose the buffet set meal where you can have no more than 20 plates for 13 pounds. If I'm not mistaken. Lazy to check anyway. Its on a conveyer belt and I noticed the food for lunch and dinner are different.

20 plates is more than enough. None of my guy friends managed to have more than 20 so far. No one. So, its quite filling.

Dinner has more choices. Also you get free flow of green tea. Service is normal, nothing outstanding, just normal Chinatown service which means rude.

There's a choice of rice and salmon, rice and prawn, as well as a few cooked dishes for the less brave, such as dumplings, fried noodles, peas, and chicken on skewers, and even spring rolls.

This is prawn with rice which is willie's favorite. He normally has around 3 plates of this every time we go there.

For me, I normally wait for my favorites:

Unagi sushi. Eel.

And raw fish egg.

In between, I eat other stuff.. :)

From searching google just now, it seems that Gili Gulu has closed down as of 17 December 2007.

I'm feeling hungry but really shouldn't eat. Everyone's telling me I gained weight.

Friday, 30 May 2008


I went to watch Super Heroes (is that the tile? forgot man) with kev, elaine and winnie at Star. The movie was very short. 1 hour and 15 mins max.

It was kinda lame. I did laugh at some parts but its cos it was so stupid. Not something my parents will enjoy and I won't want to watch it a second time.

It's a comedy poking fun at comic super heroes such as Spiderman, Fantastic Four, Iron Man, Wolverine etc.

So, yea.

The main hero in the movie is called Dragonfly. Cos he was bitten by a dragonfly and transformed into a super hero. Very no brainer movie when you want to put your brain on hold..

Wednesday, 28 May 2008


I watched this trailer on youtube last year which prompted me to download the movie. WIllie finally found it and downloaded it for me.

This is the trailer:

It was an erotic dance which led me to watch the trailer and the movie.

The first time I saw this video, I was mesmerized by her. I wanted to see the movie badly. I saw it already with willie. Too bad its the Spanish version we downloaded. Haha..

But honestly, the movie wasn't that good. Better off watching just the trailer and her dancing here.

Tuesday, 27 May 2008

Starry Starry Night

I remember in Form 4, my english teacher played a cassette in Literature class. One phrase stands out: Starry Starry Night.

It was a windy night. I went jogging in the park just now. After 40 mins, I went to play on the swings.

I could feel the winds blowing as I pushed myself to swing higher, higher and higher till I felt the adrenaline rush as the swings start to creak.

With my iPod playing in my ears and millions of stars in the heavens tonight, I felt lost in the moment.

It was drizzling earlier and there were dark clouds over the horizon. But as I watched, the winds blew away all the clouds leaving me with an endless stretch of stars.

Its been so long since I've seen this. In London, you'll be lucky to see the moon even. Buildings, fogs, clouds cover everything.

As the wind blew, I watched as the clouds were blown away, opening up a sea of twinkling bright lights: stars. I couldn't have counted how many there were. Baby, I felt lost in time..

I've never been much of a romantic but ever since young, I've always loved watching the stars and the moon. At that moment, while I was on the swings I wish I had an ice cold beer with me, or better yet, someone to share it with.

This is Hotel California by the Eagles.


Mum keeps nagging me to go to sleep. I know I should sleep. Truth is I don't dare to sleep. I'm afraid of nightmares.

Make it go away please.

Few nights back, I woke up after this awful nightmare and rushed to toilet. I'm not going to say what its about but the details were so real so vivid as if I could feel it.

So yea, I don't dare to sleep and its torture.

Btw, I searched some posts on google and took a test. I'm this:

I am a excalibur!
Find your own pose!

Excalibur couples may battle just as much as other couples (and participate in more than their fair share of public huffs), but they look so good together, it outweighs any other deficiencies they may share. It isn't that they're classically good-looking, or similarly sized (though certainly both those pairings are permissible). It's more that the aesthetic chord they strike satisfies in profound ways. Like gorgeously plated food or song filled with unusual harmonies, the wan and freckled hand-in-hand with the tragically tan, the pigeon-toed with the duck-walkers, these Excalibur couples achieve such perfection in their pairing that they remind the world that anything is possible.

Or check this out. What your sleeping position says about you:

Or for couples:


Today while queuing up at LCCT,it was packed full with people. This 2 Indian guys, I watched as they pushed their way through the crowd, using their luggage to nudge people out of the way.I had a really long day and no way I'm going to let them push me around.

As they pushed their luggage to me, i stood my ground, glared at them and said what are you doing?

He answered equally loudly: I'm going to Kuching.

I said: The queue is back there. Not here. You're not in the queue.

He said: WHat? So?

I said: You're cutting the queue. Go cut behind someone else. Not in front of me!

(I was scared of course since I'm alone, and they were big guys. They could've beat the shit out of me. But i guess i was tired and angry)

Finally, another guy helped me and said: yea, queue's back there boss.

I thought wtf? you call them boss? They're downright rude and bastards.

They finally went to stand behind me. Not at the back of the queue! Since no one else dare open their mouths. Or maybe they just don't give a shit. Unlike me.

When I finally reached the front of the queue, 2 guys came to push me out of the way again, their hands outstretched with their Airasia booking form and IC. I didn't move. Instead, I shouted: DONT TOUCH ME!!!

He ignored me of course. I was fucking pissed and fully prepared to make a scene if he was up to it.

They were pushing others out of the way and trying to push me aside even though I was in front and no one was saying anything. How can?!

If the guy behind the counter who was serving actually took those guys paper before me, I would fucking make a scene! I was already preparing to shout out: NO WAY! HE WAS BEHIND ME!!!!

But luckily the counter guy took my side. He ignored them and said: Miss, your IC please. Hah! Being a girl does have its perks at times.

All the while those idiotic brainless guy kept trying to push me aside.

I didn't push back of course. Don't want to get beaten up. But I was willing to take the risk since i said again: DONT TOUCH ME!!!!

I hate rude people like this. So annoying. I was bubbling with rage then. They were probably thinking: Bitch.

He was obviously raised in the jungle. Malaysian jungle.


Being a girl sucks. So fucking vulnerable in appearance.

When I have a daughter I'm gonna have her trained in martial arts, or karate definitely. Kick their asses!

Thursday, 22 May 2008


I'm sitting here far far away from you.
Last summer we went on holiday together. On the train back to London you sent me a text message: Welcome to London and home baby.

What you didn't know that home is where you are. It is where I am happiest.

Now that I am sitting here typing this, I wonder why did I choose to return. Did I really think I could do it?

I've returned back to my family. Why didn't I think with my brain and not my emotions?
Can I go home to you?

Wednesday, 21 May 2008


Its been 4 months now.

I'm sitting here listening to our songs. Gone were the days when I could sulk and lose my temper and you'd forgive me no matter what. Gone were those times when we waited for each other counting hours and minutes till we met again, sending messages, and emails.

You touching my complexion along to this song. Your fingers tracing my face, my nose, my cheeks, my lips..How that one sentence always makes us smile. All those songs we listened to together.

Gone with this song were those memories from the moment we woke up together to the moment we fell asleep together and every minute in between. We've fallen for each other since the first day we met.

Gone were those words and promises made. We will never be the same again.


Every time I close my eyes, I can imagine you, and almost pretend you're beside me again. Supporting me through everything, loving me no matter what, and I'm the only person in your mind, the first person you think of when you're happy or unhappy.

I can imagine you asleep lying beside me. The steady rhythm of your breathing, your chest rising and falling, you looked so handsome, I was so glad you're mine. I always loved your fair and smooth skin. Watching you, I felt so lucky. Things will never be the same again.

Its time to be a big girl now, and big girls don't cry.

I miss the time you came up to hug me from behind at Burger King in Newcastle, I miss your stupid horny jokes, I miss making you laugh, I miss cooking together with you, I miss my green slippers you bought, I miss standing on the same step with u at the escalators on the tube, I miss bedtime, i miss you so much. Why did I return to kuching without you?

I miss your voice, your smile, your smell, your jacket, your clothes, your body, your hugs, your kisses. Wei tao. That song you sent me. Along with how many others?

Our gaming, karaoke, movie, news session at home? Along with bathing and cooking sessions? Our outings. I love you like I've never loved anyone else..

You hate it when I answer back sometimes, I know. Sometimes you want to slap me so hard. I know. My cibai kuan you told me. You say I'm immature when I do something wrong. Yes, you're right. I think with my heart, not my head. Unlike you.

You were so angry with me, you told me: Hate that I love you!

I know you spent so much time and money just to be with me. Newcastle, London, Amsterdam, Edinburgh, Norway.

I miss our first 20 days together.

My parents will never attend any of my graduation ceremonies but you attended both. Not the third one though. I will be alone.

Baby, you taught me so much. About engineering, being patient, staying at home with you, life.

We are such different creatures, I taught you the other side of life. Of business, of having fun occasionally, to be calm in times of crisis.

You taught me to gamble, I taught you to drink. Our addictions.

I used to think our differences kept us apart. But you always told me you think the opposite way and our differences just means we have more things to share and talk about and eventually learn from each other.

In the end, we may have our differences, but we are so happy together. It just fades into the background and it doesn't matter at all..

All these memories come to an end because we will never be the same again.


In the dark, my tears fall unchecked.

Home is where you are. Can I go home to you?


I read this in Readers Digest. It made me laugh out loud:

Even with a thousand games, dolls and crafts at the toystore, my customer still couldn't find a thing for her grandson.

"maybe a video or something educational?" I asked.

"No, that's not it," she replied.

We wandered the aisles until something caught her eye: a laser gun with flashing lights and 15 different high pitched sounds.

"This is perfect," she said, beaming. "My daughter-in-law will hate it."

Hehehe.. I liked that. The bitchy mother in law. I wonder what my future mother in law will be like.

I also came across some funny flight attendant speeches, such as:


Welcome aboard flight MH1 from Kuala Lumpur to London. We are pleased to announce we have the best flight attendants in the world. Unfortunately, none of them are on this flight.

"For those of you who haven't driven a car since fasten your seatbelt, simply insert the flat metal end into the metal buckle. If you don't know how to do that, well you probably shouldn't be out in public unsupervised.

In the event of sudden loss of cabin pressure, oxygen masks will descend from the ceiling. Stop screaming and let go of your neighbour, grab the mask and pull it over your face.

If you have a small child, secure your mask before assisting them. If you have 2 children, well now is the time to decide quickly which one you love more.

As you exit the plane, please remember to take all your belongings. Anything you leave behind will be distributed evenly among the flight attendants. Last one off the plane must clean it.

Thank you for flying Malaysia Airlines. We hope you choose us next time again because no other airline loves you or your money more.

Sekian, terima kasih..

Tuesday, 20 May 2008

Medicine for grief

The death toll from the earthquake in South China has already reached 40,000. It's heartbreaking to watch. A report says that one entire town's generation of children is probably deceased due to China's one child policy.

I read a news report by a doctor who had to amputate a boy's legs before they could rescue him. They spent eight hours to get to the children. They found a boy and a girl but could only rescue one. The girl was already unconscious. So they turned to the little boy.

He was half buried still and it seems the only way to pull him out was to cut off his legs then and there. When the doctor told the boy what he was about to do, the little boy ust said: Go ahead. I have no use for them anymore.

One little girl who was found by rescuers kept saying over and over again: I want to go home. But she died when they finally pulled her out.

China is mourning its dead. There is little hope of finding survivors now and more efforts are mostly put in to helping the millions who have lost their homes, and those who've lost their family and loved ones.

Is China's start of the 3 day mourning, the moment of silence and unofficial way of saying the search is over? I hope not. I hope they don't rest at all. There must be more survivors, more miracles.

If there are survivors after 8 days, there might be more to come..

There may be medicine to help those injured, but how about medicine for their souls. When they've been so badly hurt by this disaster.

To quote the International Herald Tribune:

For many Chinese, the public reaction is simply a natural outpouring of grief and a desire to help, reflective of a society where more people are now rich enough to give back. Even as traditionalists deplore modern China's moral drift and embrace of materialism, a catastrophe projected to claim 50,000 lives, including thousands of children, has struck a deep chord.

"We grew up reciting Confucius saying that all men are born kind, but it takes a disaster like this to bring out the innate kindness of everyday human beings," said Alan Qiu, 41, an investor in Shanghai. "People are touched by the scenes of children and also the value of life. We grew up in a society where people tend to believe that Chinese lives are of less value than foreign lives."

God bless all the victims and those affected of this natural disaster.

We are so lucky to be alive with our family members and people we love and love us back. When you think you're grieving, think of them...

Movies I watched recently

1) The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

Damn. He's hot. Prince Caspian I mean. I like his accent. And watching London Underground brings back memories of not so long ago. The scenery of Narnia was beautiful. Overall, the movie was ok lar. Nothing outstanding that makes me want to watch it again. But at least it kept me on my toes throughout the 2.5 hours movie. Not something I'd watch again though.

2) Iron Man

I love this movie. I actually went to watch it at the cineplex twice. Once with Kev, Elaine, Winnie. And 2nd time, just Winnie and me. We were bored at home. I barely went out nowadays. Stayed home 24/7. Desperately needed to get out of the house. ANyway, Iron Man, cool movie. I liked everything about it. The directing, the plot, the scenes, the actor, actresses everything. Definitely must watch.

3) 27 Dresses

Well, its an okay movie. But lovey dovey marriage are not my thing now. Next.

4) The Forbidden Kingdom

Well, I liked the movie well enough. Some parts made me smile. But I don't understand why the sudden switch from Mandarin to English to Mandarin. That really sucks. Something is not right here. Picture this: You're in modern America. Then you suddenly fall back to ancient China where everyone speaks Chinese. Suddenly along comes Jackie Chan. He speaks English. Then suddenly everyone else speaks English. That's too weird.

I liked the part where Jet Li and Jackie Chan were teaching him Kung fu. Monkey God was acted by Jet Li too, very obviously. Anyone who can't tell desperately needs glasses.

Monday, 19 May 2008

Music is my life

Ethan gave me this French song last year which I absolutely fell in love with. I don't get sick of it at all. When doing assignments last year, i played this song over and over again.

Here it is Sous le vent:

I love Celine Dion. Her voice is so powerful and in this song, the guy's voice is amazing as well. Even though I have no idea what the song is about, I feel its beautiful.

I don't really want to know the meaning of the song though in case its not what I hoped for and by so spoils the song for me.

For example, I loved Kiss - Because I am a Girl:

It was so touching that the first time I saw that I nearly teared up. But the lyrics, I didn't really like..its saying that because I'm a girl to whom beauty is everything. That's why you gave me your eye.

I know that the guy loves her too which is why he did it. But the lyrics weren't nice.

Somehow that's kinda off putting. to me anyway..

One song which is very meaningful to me is Bu Zhi De. Simple lyrics but rhythm makes it outstanding.

Thursday, 15 May 2008


My faithful companion, my laptop:

One major, major breakthrough has to be the World Wide Web. Last year when I was in Newcastle with no internet for 2 weeks, only then I realized how cut off from the world I was.

First, I couldn't keep in touch with course mates to discuss our assignment and exam tips together. We sent tons of emails to each other everyday to discuss our assignments, presentations, or just to organize outings together and chat on msn at night.

Second, I was out of touch with Winnie, my sister and family back home in Kuching. Msn means webcam and microphone. Only means of contact was through msn and Friendster which brings me to no. 3

Third, social networking is so popular now: Friendster, Facebook, Hi5, Orkut, My Space etc etc. That's how we keep in touch nowadays with friends from high school. When you want to know about a person but don't dare to ask them face to face, or where hackers steal your private information because we all reveal too much on these sites.

Fourth. This shouldn't be in the last section. I couldn't study at all. My class notes were posted on the school portal, and also on our professor's own website which I couldn't access without internet. No dissertation at all.

Before I went to Newcastle, I actually spent loads of time downloading all class notes, and downloading random reading material which I would use for studying, and going to the school library to borrow books to read. I'm such a geek.

Jacob with Nifer's laptop. Jen. Jen. Hahahaa.. Sorry nifer. Can't resist.

Ironically, one of the topics in my exams was on globalization in the business world. For me, I experienced globalization for the average young adult.

And you know you can't survive without the internet nowadays.

Everyone would have no life without their laptop. This is Shirley with her own:

Shirley discovered a new world within =)

I prefer to read news online rather than on newspaper. Its more up to date. For example the earthquake in China. I had already read that there were 10,000 deaths from the earthquake before I read the newspaper and found out that there were only 5 deaths. Hmm...a bit behind times..

Social networking. Where else do some people have like 500 friends on Friendster? That is a laugh. No one has that much friends. But you get what I mean. All of us belong at least 2 of these websites. Brainless, time wasting yet addictive websites. =p

Nifer networking:

I love youtube. It has absolutely everything. From the latest music videos, to movies, to cooking recipes, to how to apply eyeliner, to how to create your own webpage or anything. Basically everything.

These websites are so addictive. Upload a video and you're hooked. You want more. Or watch one video and click on another and another..Before you know it, an hour has gone by.

A bit like eBay. Bid for something, then you bid for more and more useless, pointless crap you don't really need. Its the satisfaction!

With no tv, our laptop is our companion. Here is willie at home:

And on the train playing football games on his laptop:

Now we pay using PayPal, Moneybookers. If you don't know what's that, you're behind the times.

Everything is online now. Here is our messy living room. Its not always like this. Its just everyone is busy packing. Yet busy on the laptop.

Here is another photo of the living room at 168B Jamaica Road, our makeshift cybercafe. 5 laptops. Yes, that is what we geeks do.

Wednesday, 14 May 2008

For Shirley

This is a tribute to how much I miss her. It will take too much time to write our story. I'll start with your birthday last year bitch:

Shirley's 23rd birthday cake.

We met in 2002 when we were still in college but we're not close at all till we decided to got to London together in 2005. We did it.

Our actual plan to stay there for 6 months, or the most a year failed miserably. I will never forget the first day of our arrival in London. I'm not going to mention it here, but I don't think either of us will forget it. She cried like crazy btw. =)

Anyway, the night before, we went out on her birthday: Me, Nifer, Mandy and Shirley. We've never really cam whored professionally so photos are painfully limited. Behold:

Almost identical twins. When we go out together we tend to buy the same things. This time its Nifer and Shirley's matching jacket and make up.

From left: Mandy, Nifer and Shirley:

I've just finished exams 2 nights before. After exams I embarked on a drinking session, followed by catching up on sleep to wake up and get ready for a clubbing session till 7am then sleep then wake up to another clubbing session which is today. SHirley's big day. So, I look like shit here with my Guiness:

That night we ended up at Turnmills at Farringdon which sucks big time. Sorry babe. None of us knew the club would sux.

I'm sorry babe. I'm sorry we sang your birthday song in the middle of the road while searching for the club. It was pathetic. We were lost and searching for the club with many others when it struck midnight and there we were singing Happy Birthday.

I'm also sorry the stupid club ran out of tickets that we had to turn to another club.

I like this photo:

Gums and butts. How fitting in London. Where the floors are littered with gum. Everywhere. I didn't know at first what they were. Now I do.

I attended this speech by Contact Singapore in London. One sentence stands out: Come to Singapore. See if there are any gum on the streets. Everyone laughed out loud at that.

Anyone who lives in London knows how Picadilly and Oxford, or anywhere, the streets are littered with gum. Whereas in Singapore.....there's a blanket ban on gum.

The year before, on her 22nd birthday we went to Fabric also at Farringdon. With Jacob. Just the three of us. We were total freshies man. I didn't even drink then. kinda hard to imagine, I know.

Here you go:

Total geeks.

I miss you. I sound like such a lesbian now. But its ok. Most people probably have mistaken us to be lesbians back in 6 Linkway eh.

Life without you is so different. I can't believe last year is over. I'd give anything to turn back time..

Acting dumb

For anyone who knows me in real life, my voice is very soft. It doesn't feel that way to me of course. But, almost every time I speak, the other person has to say: Sorry? Hah? Excuse me? What?

Its completely unintentional and I especially hate it when people lean in close to me with their ears pointed to me. Or when they answer hmmm? When its obvious they don't care a shit what you have to say. which is great cos they can continue talking nonstop.

Over time, I got used to keeping quiet since I'm so sick of repeating myself again and again to everyone. Even when I answer, my mum can't hear me.

Now throw in alcohol and suddenly everyone can hear me. Either my voice got louder because I have more confidence to talk, or people notice me on the dance floor all dolled up shaking that ass.

Either way, I should have gone for a tonsillectomy many years ago.

Heck, when customers can't hear you it really sucks. Observe:

Jim: I'll have a Big Mac.

Me: Do you want it as a meal with fries and drink?

Jim: Sorry, what did you say?

Me: Do you want fries and a drink with your Big Mac?

Jim: Oh yea. I want a meal.

Me: what drink please?

Jim: what? sorry, can you speak up? (he's obviously had a bad day as am i)

Me: drink? (making a hand gesture; imitating drinking)

Jim: coke.

Me: £3.29 please.

Jim: thanks.

Me: thank you. please come again. (MCD employees are forced to say this)

Jim: what? speak up please.

Me: never mind.

with that I normally fake a smile and turn around muttering: CIBAI!!

This goes on a few times every day.

This is routine. Bear in mind that McD is not a quiet place at all. With my quiet voice, add to it the sound of customers and other colleagues talking, to the fries machine sounds, the coffee machine, hot chocolate machine, banging of the tills, cell phones ringing, kids talking, to the music playing in store.

I want a LOUD voice. Like Shirley's. People will be intimidated by me man.

I won't dare pick a fight with shirley. I always lose. Cos my voice can't be heard around her. So not fair!

Make a wish. No, its not a shooting star or any shit. Its a plane. The skies in London are filled with these.

Anyway, wishes do come true. Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it. Someday.

Monday, 12 May 2008

The L Word

Its actually not bad. Its about a group of lesbians; their life, starting a family together, relationships, their jobs etc. Just normal day life. Except it shows more scenes with women making out, in bed etc.

I heard about this movie from some friends. At first, I thought it might be like "Another Gay Movie". which is kind of like soft porn in a disgusting way.

But the L word is actually not bad. I've only started watching Season 1.

Sunday, 11 May 2008


This year Mother's Day falls on 11 May. I haven't been around on Mummy's day for few years. So, this year, I resolve to be kwai.

We're having a BBQ at night. I will be a good girl. For one day. lols. i won't answer back no matter what, i will not lose my temper. I will tell her she is still young and beautiful. I will tell her I love her to bits and that our family would fall apart without her.

Here's mummy:

I'm too like mum. Not only looks, our temper as well. She herself said I'm exactly like her when she was young.

We're both impatient, stubborn and short tempered. And we don't get along well at all.

Haha. But I still love her.


I went to Soho on Saturday night with the same group of people.

It's the same every Saturday night. So crowded you don't have room to breathe, to dance except shake your hips.

Tonight, there was this group of people beside me. One guy and 2 girls. He was dry humping 2 girls. What is dry humping you ask? Well, he was fingering and touching the girls while they rubbed themselves up and down his body. I was watching. Haha..

First they started dancing close. One guy and one girl. Then, they rubbed their bodies together. The girl thrusting her hips to the guy's abdomen while his hands explored her body. Then he was kissing her while his hands were going on a round the world trip.

Then another girl came in. She pressed herself to the girl while kissing the guy. Then the guy slipped his hands into her jeans.

Bet he was stiff then. They're not dancing on the dance floor. They are having sex with clothes on. He was kissing first one girl, then both girls, then all at once.

Kitty was like, get a room. I was like, holy shit. 3P on the dancefloor.

I got to know some of Steph's and Winnie's Swinburne friends. Cool guys from Bangladesh, if I'm not mistaken. Dancing at Soho sucks. We're not dancing. We're having a pushing match most of the time.

The group with the most friends and are the loudest wins. That's Kuching.

Victoria Arms

Friday nights I'm often seen at Victoria Arms (VA). Its the only place in Kuching where I have room to dance. I really don't like Soho. Its so crowded. Some people like Soho cos its the "young people" group whereas people think of VA as old ladies club. Its ladies night on Fridays till 9pm. Then the guys flood in.

I honestly don't really care about the crowd around me. As long as you play good music, and a dance floor. Then I'm definitely in. I don't care about the crowd.

I'm gonna let the pictures do the talking here:

Cas, Winnie, Steph, and Kitty. At the beginning of the night. Everyone still looking fresh.

Sisterly love. Winnie and I.

This is Kitty and a member of the band. She must be going for the zombie/vampire look.

Some more photos:

This is mum and me. That night someone was surprised to know we were mum and daughter. She always thought we were sisters. Mum was so happy. I should feel bad. That means I'm looking old...

Oh yea, By the way, it was Kevin's birthday last night. This was the cake we bought him. His first words upon seeing the cake was predictably: FUCK!

Thursday, 8 May 2008

No to Amy Winehouse

Know this person?

She's always caught on possession of some drug. Her beehive hairstyle was used to hide drugs. I can't deny that I do like some of her songs. But, I refuse to buy her albums. What for, to sponsor her drug abuse?!

Because my name is also Amy. And Amy Winehouse is always in the tabloids in London, everyone knows her. Most of the time when people see me and realize I'm called Amy, they'll be like: ohh..Amy Winehouse!! Damn. I hate it!!! I hate her.

The press make her out to be some crazy person. She shows up late for her concerts or no shows, and she has these ugly tattoos over her anorexic body and she abuses alcohol and drugs. And she has a husband in prison right?

Sorry I sound like a bitch. But she's always getting arrested over possession of some drug or other but she's never been in prison except to visit her husband. She's been in and out of rehab. She even sang a song on rehab. Damn.

Say NO to drugs. Say yes to alcohol. =p

I like her song rehab. Heh heh.

Sanj said she's been to Fleet Street McD a couple of times and he's served her before. He seems serious. Could be true though.

Sanj's the one who keeps calling me Amy Winehouse.

No way. Nothing alike! This is me:

Wednesday, 7 May 2008

A Chinese story

I just finished watching a Chinese series called chuo ai e shen. Sorry, don't know pinyin. In English it means to love wrongly the whole life. or love the wrong person for the whole life. something like that. Its going to sound confusing. Bear with me.

This movie is about two women who give birth at the same time in a country town in China. One of the woman, from Shanghai died giving birth to her daughter. The other woman also gave birth to a daughter. Since this was in a country town, the poor woman's husband was the one who received the babies. No doctors available.

The Shanghai woman is from a rich family and when her family came to collect the baby, the poor country woman gave her own child over to the rich family in hopes that her baby will have a better life.

She regretted her own actions and tried to switch the baby back but was unsuccessful of course.

By a weird twist of fate, the poor woman's husband who received the babies could tell them apart. His own child has a birth mark on the stomach while the shanghai baby didn't.

10 years later when he saw his child bathing, he noticed she had no birth mark on her stomach. He knew that the babies had been switched. So, being the greedy man he is, he went to Shanghai to try and tell the family to get money from them.

Ironically, no one is home except his own daughter. She knew he was telling the truth since she really had a birth mark on her stomach and at 10 yrs old tried to kill her own father to stop him telling everyone the truth. Why? Cos she enjoyed her life now, being pampered and being a little princess. She doesn't want to go back to the country side.

The police came. Believed her story. years went by. He eluded capture and went for cosmetic surgery to change his appearance. Ironically, the cosmetic doctor is in love with the shanghai daughter. who is staying in shanghai then too.

there's too many things to talk about. how am i going to finish this story? damn.

i will remember this story. i learnt the lesson this story is trying to portray and no. i'm too lazy to share it here. sorry.

no one is reading my blog anyway...


Sunday, 4 May 2008

Mahathir's blog

It seems everyone is reading Dr Mahathir Mohamad's blog today:

He's talking about political issues, about Malaysia's government.

I'm nowhere near as brave as him so, go read his blog yourself to find out..

He's only written two posts so far but already reached 1000+ comments.

Welcome to the blogging world!

Speak your mind.

Thursday, 1 May 2008

Cindy won MDG

I can't believe i found out from Timothy Tiah's blog that Cindy won MDG. Damn. Spoiler! Until today, the videos are not out in full yet. Damn.

I was rooting for Hanis. Can't believe Cindy won. i'm not going to post her photos here, there's enough in almost every other blog and her own blog.

So yea, guess i'll put my own up. =)

Not ego man. Far from it. I have the lowest self esteem i know. that photo was taken with lien on the tube.

After dinner at a Thai restaurant where peter was working, somewhere in north london.. Finally, an empty carriage and we started taking photos.