Thursday, 31 July 2008

Pizza Fever

I have a craving for Pizza. I want Pizza. I like Pizza. I need Pizza. Gimme Pizza. Someone eat with me! Why do I have a craving now? Period must be coming.

I miss Shirley and Nifer now. Hahaha..

Cheesy bites pizza. For my birthday. I've had Pizza for my birthday every year since i don't remember when.. And friends used to joke that they should just buy a Pizza as my birthday cake instead.

Nifer, Shirley and I used to order Pizza Gogo take away back in 168B Jamaica Road. We have the number programmed in our mobiles, and the Pizza Gogo website on favorite. Pathetic. We love the potato twisters and one crazy night we each ordered one portion to eat. Mind you, one portion is not small. Miss those days though.

Cheesy bites pizza in London. The first photo was in Kuching. Any difference? haha. cos Shirley always says the kch kfc tastes better, chicken is better etc.. so, pizza..i can't tell..

Forgot the name of this pizza. These are leftovers actually..:P

Nifer and I on New Years Eve 07 at Pizza Hut.

3 of us finished one large pizza and lived to regret it. Ok just me only. with good reason cos I used to be fcuking fat. Shirley used to work at Pizza Hut and man it was terrible. Why? Cos I love Pizza. And my best friend brings home free large pizzas nearly every night. I couldn't resist. Some more, after I finished work I used to go visit her sometimes and wait for her to close the store. While waiting, she fed me Pizza! There was Pizza Buffet and I get to eat for free cos of her la.

Pizza, lasagne, wedges, salad and even cakes. oh..and bottomless drinks. sigh. It was so so bad for me. But I enjoyed it. Haha. So much that it turned me from this

to this:

This photo was taken at the peak of my fatness. Haha. Very unflattering photo.

Its not just the Pizza. Obviously from my uniform, it's part McD fault too. McD combined with Pizza is obviously very unhealthy. I gained 10kg in 10 months! Its unbelievable and I hope I don't ever get so fat even when I'm pregnant in the future. God, no!

Shirley in the kitchen. Since we've all worked in kitchens before, we know how "clean and hygenic" a restaurant really is. =)

In the Pizza Hut kitchen with Rudy during closing time.

This post is actually very effective at stopping me from eating. Just looking at past photos are enough to stop my craving. haha..

The 11th Husband

I got this from a forward mail. Copy + Paste. Plagiarism. Thought is was funny so
I shall post it here.

A young man married a beautiful woman who had previously divorced 10
husbands. On their wedding night, she told her new husband to 'Please be
gentle; I'm still a virgin'. *

'What?' said the puzzled groom. 'How can that be if you've been
married ten
times.?' **

'Well, husband#1 was a *Sales Representative; he kept telling me how great
it was going to be. *

'Husband # 2 was in *Software Services; he was never really sure how it was
supposed to function; but he said he'd look into it and get back to me. *

'Husband # 3 was from *Field Services; he said that everything checked out
diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up.

'*Husband # 4 was in Telemarketing; even though he knew he had the order,
he didn't know when he would be able to deliver. *

'Husband # 5 was an *Engineer, he understood the basic process but he
wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state of
the-art method. *

'Husband #6 was from *Administration; he thought he knew how but he
sure whether it was his job or not. *

'Husband # 7 was in *Marketing; although he had a product, he was never
sure how to position it. *

'Husband # 8 was a *Psychiatrist; all he did was talk about it. *

'Husband # 9 was a *Gynecologist; all he did was look at it. *

'Husband # 10 was a *Stamp Collector; all he ever did was............ God I
miss him. *

' But now that I've married you, I'm so excited'. **

'Wonderful', said the husband, 'but why?* *

'Your're with the *'GOVERNMENT'.. * This time *I KNOW I'M
gonna get

Nineteen Minutes

I have nightmares nearly every night and I'm not getting enough sleep. It sucks!

Mummy and daddy are nagging me to sleep more every night. Truth is, I'm more afraid of the nightmares than I'm afraid of their nagging.

So here I am again...

Entertaining myself and hopefully someone else as bored as me.

I've read Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult not too long ago. She is one of my favorite writers. Her books make you think even after you've finished reading them. Kind of like Grey's Anatomy. You think a lot after watching the movie. Sounds a lot like the type that suits Wending. Haha. You should read this book then!

Nineteen minutes is about this high school kid (Peter Houghton) who shoots his fellow school mates. WHy? Cos the bullying was unbearable. He was bullied since the first day of Kindergarten.

His revenge?


Can you imagine looking forward to school since before you started first grade? On the school bus, bullying started. Tripped in the hallways, head stuffed into the toilet bowls, spit in the mouth, pants pulled down in the cafeteria. This has been going on for the whole of your school life.

Your revenge was murder! Is it that bad?

I have no comment. I finished that book weeks ago and I haven't brought myself to blog about it yet which shows my indecisiveness. Who is wrong here? The bullied kid? Or everyone else at school who forced him to become like this?

Sure, killing is wrong. Of course it is. But..if it was you, what would you do if you were Peter Houghton?

Stood up to it? Would it have made it worse? Ignored it like he did and keep getting bullied and watching the girl of his dreams go away.

Is Peter Houghton really wrong? Maybe you have to read the book to sympathize. You can read more about the book here.

Wednesday, 30 July 2008

My name

Know your name's hidden meaning.

Amy Simon Minggu means:

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.
You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.
You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!

You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.
You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.
You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.

You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.
You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.
At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.
You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.
Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.

You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.

Find out what your name means here

I tried a couple of names and let me say here the site is fake! Duh. Haha. I tried a few people's names and the results turn out the same. So...bullshit. No point clicking. =p

Winners of Big Mac Competition

These guys are freaking hilarious. This video was for a McDonald's competition to win RM10,000. All you have to do is do the Big Mac Chant:

“Two All-Beef Patties,
Special Sauce, Lettuce,
Cheese, Pickles, Onions
On A Sesame Seed Bun!”

Thousands of Malaysians joined in this contest. Just send in a video of yourself doing the chant and you could stand a chance to win. Of course you have to try and be as creative as possible. The winners are so freaking hilarious. They so deserve to win!!

Here it is on youtube:

Tuesday, 29 July 2008

Tuesday, 03 July 2007: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Premier at Leicester Square

Updated with photos.

The HP Premier was at 5 pm. i arrived at Leicester Square at 1030am. the queue was already so long. some fans had camped overnight. we were let into the square and settled in to wait. luckily i wasn't alone. Peter also came to the premier and we ended up playing games and eating McD while waiting for time to pass.

Two Slytherin witches. They were being interviewed by the london paper. It was funny cos the paper IS free. Literally handed out everywhere. The reporter told them; you get to be in newspaper for free. In the evening when I picked up a copy of, i saw myself in the queue.

6 hours, 5 hours, 4 hours, 3 hours etc... at 3pm, reporters from all over the world started arriving and interviewing the fans. i arrived early in the morning and got in the second row. so, i was on TV. oh yea, in the newspaper too. one of the hundreds of fans waiting despite security alert of bombs. lolss..

Ronald Weasley being interviewed.

Hermione arriving.

At 5pm sharp, Ronald Weasley was first to arrive. It had started raining. thunderstorm. everyone was soaked. Ron was being interviewed and photographed by reporters and then signed autographs. Next was Draco Malfoy.

Neville Longbottom.

Then, Neville Longbottom. everyone was so friendly. surprisingly, Neville looked hot!! in the movies, he didn't really stand out. but he looked so good in person. also, malfoy was so friendly; he spent ages signing autographs and chatting with fans. so nice. among those who arrived were: Harry Potter, Ron, Hermione, Malfoy, Neville, Luna, Aunt Petunia, Filch, Fred and George Weasley, Ginny, Crabbe, Seamus Finnigan, Parvati, Kingsley Shaklebolt, Percy, Hagrid, and Prof McGonagall. quite alot actually. all very friendly. i didn't see Prof Dumbledore or Snape.

Draco Malfoy signing autographs

Cho Chang.

i took loads of photos and videos. oh yea, something funny. Daniel Radcliffe (harry) had starred in Equus( a play in which he was naked). so, one of the reporters asked us, who had seen the play? some girls answered yeah. they saw it. the reporter (a guy) asked: so have u seen him naked? the girl blushed and said yes. the reporter asked again: was he..was he...did u see his MAGIC WAND?? the girl blushed even more while we all laughed. she nodded. and the reporter asked: was his magic wand big? did it scare u? was so funny then. what kind of questions were these?? its not connected to the movie at all..the reporter even went on to ask: was ur boyfriend jealous that u've seen Harry's magic wand? wtf? hahaa..

Harry Potter

Beautiful Hermione. Hottie!

Hermione in front of me. I didn't ask for an autograph; just took photos. The only autograph I wanted was JK Rowling herself but she didn't come close enough to our side. Boo.

Luna Lovegood.

Filch, Fred and George Weasley signing autographs

Crabbe and Seamus Finnigan.


Me at the end of it all. Totally drenched.

Wednesday, November 14 2007

Had a really really fucked up day and i just want to sit and drink alone with my ipod. but, was held up at work till 8pm. irritating customers, and gloomy weather. in London, the weather is so gloomy and depressing. I'm actually looking forward to going back to kch. thunderstorms and go out in the rain. or hot sun, and stay at home in the air con. at least i don't have to bundle up every time i want to go out. so cold that i don't want to go out every day. i can wear shorts and skirt, no more tights. no more jackets!! i can wear high heels!! i hate London weather. one good thing tho, I'm getting fairer. don remember the last time i was in d sun? few months back??!! another winter is here, time flies. what have i done the past year? so fast I'm in my final semester...damn.

different country, different culture. my name is Amy but , I've been called darling, baby, princess, sweetie more instead of Amy. "baby, u have to take a break. You're trying too hard" "princess, pass me the sauce please?" thank u darling. everyone is polite here. even those street rats. i served a guy with a black eye today. he got punched in the eye, and it was bleeding. he was dressed like a rapper, and i didn't dare look at his face when i talked to him. he looked like he'd punch me if i told him to wait. but still he's polite and nice to me. somehow, those impolite and rude people are well dressed women. first class bitches!

In Kuching, no one says thank u or please. if u open the door, they push through as if they r right. even in buffet in hotels or restaurant, people don't queue up for food and push through. but here, in one day i seem to be repeating myself. please and thank u. sir, madam. when i forget to say please, people remind me straightaway. when i go back to kch, friends laugh at me for saying please n thank u. people look at me like I'm weird. sigh. I'm tired. of being fake. i wonder how people do it?

i hate to say this but its Chinese people who r the most rude customers. i waited on some Malaysians before. this guy looked like i owed him money when i politely smiled and asked how can i help? and threw the money on the tray like I'm a dog. and when he asked for ketchup, he just came and pushed through the queue and said: Tomato!!! no please, no thank u. and people were all staring. i know not all Malaysians, just him.. the Pig!

edit: The above post was what copied from my other blog.

Liar liar pants on fire.

Some people are good at telling lies and some are not. I don't believe this. If its really something you want to hide, everyone automatically becomes a pro at telling lies.

I bet all mum's say don't tell lies to little kids. Bad things happen to people who lie. I was a good girl, listened to mummy. Don't tell lies. But one incident changed me. I was accused of being a liar in primary school by one girl. I remember it very well. She glared at me and said: LIAR! I felt so stupid I should have slapped her silly but instead I turned away.

Then I realized telling the truth is stupid. Even if you're telling the truth people don't believe you. But evidently I'm still an amateur at this. Compared to you.

Monday, 28 July 2008

Birthday plans

Birthday coming up. Yeah! Yeah! In case you didn't know that was a fake cheer. I'm so not looking forward to my birthday. I'll be right here blogging on the stupid day itself. Most probably I will be here drinking alone with my damn laptop.

Mummy asked me what do I want to do for my birthday. I wanted to reply her with:

I want a repeat of my birthday last year where when the clock struck midnight, I was in bed with Willie while messages from friends arrived. Then on the day itself I spent the whole day and night with Willie and going out to dinner with a bunch of very good friends at Pizza Hut and club at Heaven later in the night where everyone went completely crazy. The night ended at 5am with me in bed with Willie again..

Willie and I at home getting ready for a long night ahead.

Yea, I wish I could tell mum that. Instead, I said: i want to have Pizza.

She laughed at me and said I'm easily satisfied.

hahahahaa..oh yes. I am.

Since I can't sleep, I shall upload photos of last year. Because I like.

At Pizza Hut with my very kiasu cake.

Our group. We had so much to eat; everyone was bloated.

In the club.

Later in the night when we all look like shit. Make up smeared and all sweaty.

This is gone. Both gone. Tipsy.

Quan looking seriously deranged after alcohol. Haha..

Peter. Nicest Thai guy ever.

OK, I'm going to end this post with my own tipsy looking photo:

Hunchback of Notredame alert

One year older Amy.

Taking care of myself

Winnie and I. Photo taken some 2 years ago.

On Saturday night, I went out to The Core Lounge at Travillion which is supposedly a new place in Kuching. I didn't take photos was having insecurities about my own body cos I ate too much for dinner. Again.

Earlier that night, I went to Japanese buffet at Cafe Majestic, Crowne Plaza with my family and future sis in law Elaine. We've been loyal customers there for some years now. Rather than going to other Jap restaurants such as Sushi King around Kch, I've always recommended this to others instead.

The price per person probably comes around RM50. But its really worth it.

Allow me to elaborate. Like all buffets, there are hot trays of food, soup, kebabs, noodles, rice, salads, selections of cakes and fruits as well as drinks and ice cream. I'm going to try and recall the type of food served:

1) Fried pregnant fish.
2) Scallops.
3) Steamed egg (Shirley's style)
4) Barbequed lamb, beef and chicken skewers.
5) Fried tempura. Prawn, aubergine, carrots.
6) Miso soup with seaweed and tofu.
7) Soba noodles.
8) Chicken Katsu Curry
9) Mixed vegetables
10) Rice and noodles

I don't remember anymore.

There are also a section where 3 chefs are making you your choice of sushi.

Here people queue up to order what they want: california roll, unagi, salmon, octopus, tuna, cockles etc etc. The head chef and the manager knows me well by now actually. I normally go up to the chef and request for hand rolls, wait patiently while he makes them for me. Then go up to the next chef and request for my salmon, octopus, eel, tuna, mackerel, fish eggs etc etc.

I'm so lazy to search up the proper name for the sushi so I'll let it be. And I just realized how little photos I normally take. I haven't taken a photo since I came back.

Moving on. I went to The Core Lounge. The place is nice enough I guess but I still prefer Heaven. Haha. Kidding. It was packed full. I guess cos Kuching really is out of places to go. That sucks. Kitty, Steph and gang left quite early that night to go to Soho.

The later it got, the better the songs were and someone at our table was the first to climb up on the table to dance. I forgot who. Was it the striped shirt guy or the girl? Not long later a few hot chicks went up to dance on the tables too. Everyone was cheering and there were a lot of photo and video takings in the lounge which made me very reluctant to be pulled up on the table.

Everyone seemed to have fun though.

Moving on. Talked with one of my friend in Singapore and realized he is in hospital while we chatted on msn. Being hospitalized. Take care and get well soon.

Talked to another friend in msn who told me he is going to visit another friend who had a heart attack. Take care of your friend too.

God Bless Everyone out there.

Me in my bedroom. Photo taken 2 years ago.

Sunday, 27 July 2008


I don't know about others but I'm the type of person who can watch the same movie again and again. I know some people get sick of watching the same movie again. But not me. I'm the same when it comes to reading books. So, my favorite movies and books, I've probably memorized it after watching it like 50 times? But still not sick of it. Not too much of a good thing for me.

When I finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, I immediately turned to the first page and read again. And that was staying in Newcastle with Willie. I just read the whole day ignoring him. I loved the book that much. =)

One movie I've probably watched too many times is "What a Girl Wants". Starring Amanda Bynes. I like her she's cute. Anyway, most of this movie was filmed in London showing Tower Bridge, the red double decker buses, London Eye, Westminster etc.

Just now while watching the movie, my dad asked me have I been there (Westminster) before. I didn't know how to reply him. To tell him of course and I was as happy as Daphne (Amanda Bynes in the film) the first time I went there. I wanted to reply: you should have been there too daddy during the time you were supposed to attend my bachelors or masters graduation. But, I feigned a cough and chose not to answer.

Be a good girl and pretend I don't care that none of my parents care about my life while I stayed in London.

I'm kidding. I really don't care. =)

Saturday, 26 July 2008


I liked the title of this article i read in the Malaysian Insider: Sodomy, murder and DNA tests make CSI Malaysia. Haha..that's nice. We have our own version of CSI. Malaysia is finally making us proud in the eyes of the world.

"Just like its wildly popular American counterparts, this crime drama — call it “CSI Malaysia” — features sex, murder, DNA samples, cover-ups and a colourful cast of characters wondering who's guilty of this or that" (Malaysia Insider).

I wonder how much further our top government officials in Kuala Lumpur will go with this. Ok, CSI aside.

Went out to Victoria Arms last night with mum, sis and their friends. I don't really like the band. Oh yea, a little controversy happened in the toilet last night. Someone apparently stuck a piece of note in a cubicle inside the toilet last night. It was something along the lines of:

"Attention: Sandra said: women come to VA to get free sex and are gatal (itchy)."

Something like that. I don't recall the exact words. Quite a few people were angered by the note saying people had no right to call other that bla bla bla... Others dismissed it as a stupid scam aimed at Sandra herself. I have no idea who Sandra is and couldn't care less.

Going to a career fair later. Wish me luck. I need a job. No job = no money = no life. Who says money can't buy you happiness? What I need now is money. Money will make me happy.

What Malaysia needs now is less controversy.

Thursday, 24 July 2008

Just an ordinary night

Since I'm bored and am insomaniac, I shall write another post. This time about the few lame songs I happen to like.

I'm so sick of apple bottom jeans, boots with the so sick of it. Whenever this song comes up I wanna pull out all my hair and squeeze your tits till they bleed. I'm gross but ignore me. I'm like that. No, I don't mean it.

I like modern talking's you're my heart, you're my soul. The rhythm and the beat from the beginning makes you want to dance right? Ignore the lyrics. Just listen to the beat of the music, close your eyes and sway your hips, throw your hands in the air and forget everything else. Just dance!

What goes around comes around by Justin Timberlake. I don't know. I believe in karma. And Scarlett Johannson with JT is HOT! I can imagine them in bed together.

Rule the world -Take that. The starting of the song, his voice is so sexy. Don't ask me why. I'm lame like that. But when it reaches the chorus, I don't like it so much. I don't get the lyrics. Its perfect for stardust and fairy tales but not real life.

Immortality by Celine Dion feat Bee Gees. If I die, I want this song played during my funeral. Remember Shirley. Haha. Isn't it boring to have some prayer songs during your funeral? Not mine. I want this song. If possible, can put Careless Whisper too? I must remember to include it in my will. I have a lot more songs. I'm a lame ass and a kid at heart so I love disney songs such as A whole new world from Aladdin. Or Colors of the wind from pocahontas, and part of your world from little mermaid, can you feel the love tonight from Lion King and much more.

This is me signing off..

In Edinburgh exactly one year ago.

Remembering the past

Tonight I went out with my parents and their friends. One of my dads friend, let's call him Mr X. He was a student in London some 20 years ago. I had fun chatting with him. He was mostly reminiscing on past memories about his studies, the tube fare (10p???), the food (50p all you can eat), his university etc.

He used to work in Burger King where he was paid £1 per hour. I said I'm paid £5 per hour now and after midnight its 50p more per hour. He was paid £2 per hour after midnight and they get transport back home for free. I told him times changed now.

Random photo taken at Covent Garden.

Oh yea, according to him, in Chinatown back then there were naked women siting in front of the windows, and you insert 10p into the slot and they dance for you. He wasted a lot of money on them. Haha.. Times change. Chinatown has changed too.

Also, apparently the hottest movie star then was Jackie Chan and even the black guys watch him kung fu kick ass. We exchanged views on the McD vs BK fries and kebabs vs fish and chips.

Kebabs and fries opposite Harringey McD.

My behind at Trafalgar Square.

It was interesting to hear the other side of London some 20 years ago. He has never returned to London saying he never found England his home. Instead, he prefers Australia and New Zealand. That's interesting.

I've never really been interested in going there. Don't know why. After college, I chose UK to Aus cos my friends were in UK. My dad didn't want me to go to NZ even though I expressed interest in studying there. His reason was: its too cold in NZ. Not good for your health. Its just an excuse..

Going to London has definitely changed me. These photos are mostly from 2 years ago when I was so messed up. I'm totally fine now which is why I can blog about them now. I got this tattoo with Nifer at Covent Garden on a bright, sunny summer afternoon. Yes its fake.

I was saving money for a real one but lucky I didn't get it. It may seem like a small thing for others but a tattoo for me is permanent and it'll stay with me a life time. I took a lot of time to think about it and in the end I didn't get a real one. I will never ever get one this life time now. I'm sure.

I started drinking heavily in summer of 2006.

It has changed me. London has changed me. But no, I don't regret anything. Sounds so cliche. But its true.

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

Don't talk to strangers

I read an article on BBC today that says talking about the weather is they best way to start a conversation with a stranger. Since people who live in the UK know what the weather is like and are used to it, so the weather is the best topic to start with. People used to say London's weather is like a woman's mood/temper. Changes any minute.

Would you talk to a stranger? I've never started a conversation with a stranger. Party/social outings don't count. Stranger here means at the queue at a local supermarket, waiting for the tube and bus, or at the park.

Shirley and Nifer at Bermondsey underground. Jubilee Line, zone 2. Where we used to stay.

As a typical Asian, our parents taught us from young to "don't talk to strangers"

Personally, as a young woman out walking alone, I will not welcome any strangers coming to talk to me. We're living in a dangerous world now. The media shows killings, robberies, sexual serial killers, rapists etc. I would be very cautious and wary whenever any guy comes out to talk to me when I'm on the bus or walking home. I will be curt and look away.

Shirley's behind at Kings Cross station.

Its sad the way the world has turned out and I may be very rude to people who are genuinely nice. On the tube, if I'm not alone then I will talk back. A bit. Normally I'm reading and I have my iPod on.

Too bad the guys who come up to talk me in public always turn out to be pests.

Double decker bus in London.

Based on the comments from the article, most people are wary when talking to strangers. It seems that a lot of people want to be left alone on public transport on their way to their destination.

If someone comes up to ask for directions, I will be polite and try to help if I can.

Perhaps one of the best ways to start up a conversation is if you have a dog with you. Walking your dog would be a way to start conversations, even in Kuching.

In Kuching nobody starts up a conversation with you. Most people mind their own business when in the public. Its just not how we are raised. In London, the older women are more likely to talk to you, but in Kuching the older women would give you a cold stare and ask what?! Which is your cue to go away.

The younger generation, don't even try. If you start a conversation with a young woman, and her bf and his gang comes up, you could get your ass beaten up before you can say: Hot today, isn't it?

The Metro in Sunderland.

Beginner's Luck

My first time in a casino was ironically at Bradford, Leeds with Alvin (Shirley's brother), ah tee, doyo and a few other guys.

Shirley and I woke up late that morning to take Mega Bus to Bradford. I woke up to Shirley shaking me roughly awake saying: we're late. We hurriedly dressed and threw our luggage together then ran out to Finsbury Park Station to catch a tube to Victoria. We were just on time. The doors to the bus had already closed and getting ready to pull out from the station when we ran up out of breath and banging on the doors. Phew.

For those who don't know, these buses are exactly on time. They leave on the minute. If its 9am, they leave exactly 9am, waiting for no one.

Once, on a national express bus, we stopped over for a stop in the middle of the night around 2am for a chance to stretch our legs, go to toilet and buy some food and drinks. Before we got off the bus, the driver announced: be back here in 20 mins. 20 minutes, you hear me. I wait for no one, and its a long walk to London from here, so don't be late everyone. Then he chuckled at

Photo taken in the bus on the way to Leeds. Yellow stuff are the flowers. Its spring.

Anyway, not long later we arrive at Leeds and met Alvin. Was that the first time I saw him? Shirley and I attended their graduation ceremony at University of Leeds. It was the first time I attended a convocation and I was so envious. Everyone was so happy; friends and family smiling holding cameras and video cameras. Some more he's an engineering student so most of his classmates are guys.

So, we hung out with a lot of guys till the night where we went to a movie, dinner and casino. If I'm not mistaken, we watched Fantastic Four. Then we went to Gala Casino. At Leeds Gala Casino, as long as you are able to show that you have £200 in cash you are allowed and entitled to a free dinner of your choice from their menu. So, of course everyone withdrew £200 from their bank accounts to show it to the waitresses. Voila. Free dinner.

A typical roulette table at a casino.

After dinner, the guys showed me how to play blackjack (21) and roulette. The rules and regulations. I had fun that night and made new friends whom I should have made more of an effort to keep in touch.

The next time I was in a casino was in London with friends. Then Genting Highlands, KL with my parents.

My dad is a roulette player and my mum plays the slot machine. Then I met Willie and his friends and I learnt roulette at Aspers Casino in Newcastle.

For me, I prefer roulette but I don't really gamble. Cos I'm stingy. I'm afraid to lose money I don't have enough in the first place.

With Willie in a casino, normally our understanding is, I leave him alone to gamble while I normally watch the singers, or stay at the bar with a drink, or wander around the tables myself.

This time, Willie asked me to help him place bets for the front half of the tables, while he played the lower half of the table. Due to the large number of people around the table, a person didn't have enough time to place bets around cos people are all jostling you right?

He had already lost £200 by that time and I was very reluctant to let him play more. During that time, I was watching George of the Jungle in Dutch by the bar.

I just followed his instructions to place the chips where he asked me to. 1, 4, 11, 15, 24. He placed bets on the lower half: 30, 33, 36 etc.. By the way, I watched 21 on the plane the other day. I liked the movie. They used mathematics to cheat in a game of blackjack. They count the numbers and memorize. I know there are actually books that teach you to play roulette apparently using mathematics. Does it really work? I don't know..not tempted to try.

My maths has gone very rusty since high school. I scored an A in mathematics but somehow in uni, my financial management sucks. Which reminds me, I was offered a job as a maths tutor yesterday for high school students. I turned it down. I don't trust my maths enough and I bet some students are geniuses and would be better than me even.

Back to the roulette game, I didn't know how much one chip was worth. I know that when you get the number, you get paid 1:36. If you bet £1, you get £36. Am I right? Correct me if I'm wrong.

I just dutifully placed bets for each game with Willie. Nervousness wore off pretty quickly as we won again and again. Yet, I didn't know how much it actually was. When we were given another different colour chip, I didn't pay any attention. Once I looked up to see Willie grinning at me and he said: do you know how much we won?

I don't know man. Idiot.

When I realized, I tried to stop Willie playing. Ok. Last game. Last game. After 4 or 5 last games, we cashed in our chips, gave the guy a tip and left to celebrate our winnings.

Sunday, 20 July 2008


Tonight I went out with Winnie. Just the two of us after dinner. Its been a long time since we talked together.

When she went to the toilet, one guy came up and passed his name card. Or rather, his friend's name card. He said his friend is shy and don't dare come up to talk to me. I said well, I don't like shy guys. Sorry. He asked what type of guy do I like? I said I have a boyfriend. I like my boyfriend.

My supposed boyfriend.

During graduation, I met a guy who asked me if I'm a lesbian. He started by asking if I'm single? I said yes. Then he asked do you like men? I said yes. He said you're not lesbian? I laughed. He was definitely charming. It ended with him asking me out to dinner, to lunch, to breakfast, to lunch. I just laughed and said no.

In Kuching, men give out name cards very easily and buy you drinks. Somehow people think I'm not a local. I have men guessing my nationality in Kuching even whereas in London I seem to look like Japanese or Korean more than Malaysian.


I wonder how would men feel when the ladies turn them down? Pretty embarrassed right. I know I would. Like just now, a guy kept calling me but I pretended I didn't hear him. I'm so hou lien, I know. But I didn't want to attract more attention.

I should write a ladies point of view here.

If I smile at you, it doesn't mean I will give you my number. I'm just being friendly. I smile at everyone.

When you ask for my number and I say I don't have a phone, I'm lying. I just don't want you to call me. Don't try to write down your number for me. No need. Thank you.

When you buy me a drink, doesn't mean I want to go out with you.

If I like you, I will call you, ask for your number, try to get close to you.

Maybe its not all girls. maybe its just me. Maybe I'm a natural flirt. I don't know..

Maybe I'm too friendly..

Apple Fries

I just read this article about Burger King introducing Fresh Apple Fries. These "fries" are not fried at all. They're just chilled apple slices cut to look like fries and served in a french fry like cup. And since they're subjected to a pre-wash that contains lemon, these apple slices won't turn brown.

The meal features a 4-ounce serving of Kraft macaroni and cheese, low-fat milk and Fresh Apple Fries served with low-fat caramel dipping sauce. The price - $3.49 (served in parts of the US only).

Said apple fries.

I did a quick google search and it seems most parents are disagreeing with these apple fries. Fast food chains are offering more healthier options on their menu. McD with their milk, yoghurt and fruit bags. Now, Burger King with their apple fries which are not really fries.

Other parents think that which parents really bring their kids to BK to have apple slices cut to look like fries? What's the point? Why not just go to BK and have real fries since you're already in a fast food store.

I worked in McD for a couple of years. In all this time, the only times I've served customers who asked for fruit bag and apple slices with their meal are less than 5 customers in 2 years. Seriously. I serve hundreds of customers everyday. But how many people opt for the healthier option? A handful.

In London, for a meal you choose to have garden side salad instead of fries for adult meals. For Happy Meals, you can have carrot sticks or fruit bag instead of fries as an alternative.

I bet most people don't even know about these options cos McD don't really advertise these do they? Most of their paper adverts show delicious looking golden fries instead of salads, carrot sticks or fruit bags. But hardly any people order them anyway. Fries are just more tempting.

To be honest, those carrot sticks, fruit bags and side salads are eaten by us, staff. Crew members. For me, I cook those fries everyday and face them all the time. I'm sick of fries. I seldom have fries cooked in my own restaurant. I hate them. I don't want to eat fries. But its also because I know how its cooked, how often the oil is cooked, and how dirty our hands are. Haha.. But I eat fries cooked at other restaurants. As long as I don't have to see how they're cooked.

Normally we are the ones who eat the healthier food, the salad, fruits and yoghurt. The people who work at McD. Not the customers.

Saturday, 19 July 2008

For my biatch

This post is an attempt to piss Shirley off. Haha..

Sorry the photo isn't very well taken but its been a long time since I had laksa and I was hungry.

Especially for Shirley.

I can imagine the look on her face and what she'd say when she sees this: BITCH!!