K.K. - Day 1 (Of food and all that tiredness)

Short Note:

Holiday maciam no holiday at all. Rush here rush there. Come back to work terus is Monday liao. Some more tomorrow have badminton match lagi. Wish me luck peeps.

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Yes, I'm back. Still in one piece and with additional few kilograms of fats and also lots of sand fleas bite.

K.K. was fun, would be better if we can have more time trying those delicacies.

As usual my poor baby had to drive all the way from Miri (Uni just started not long ago and he's forced to skip class) to Seria and brought me to back to Miri again, and of course - sent me back to Seria when we came back. Kasian kan?

The night before our trip also happened to be Luuee's birthday. And so being a karit good friend, I gave him nothing but just a plain piece of card.

Luuee dropped by Bobby's place, and we all had a teeny-weeny celebration for him. Being all unprepared, Vincent (Bobby's housemate cum landlord) took out the Amway's single yolk mooncake as a replacement for a birthday cake. Okay mah, still got the word "cake" at the back what. Some more tell me where can you find a birthday cake with yummy egg yolk inside?

I thought it's quite creative and innovative. No?


After the wish-making and cake-cutting "ceremony" (uhmm.... no candles blowing because they don't have any. Unless they want to use the really big those romantic red and long twisted candles that Bobby used for my birthday 2 years ago), we all watched "My wife is a gangster 3".

Was supposed to help Bobby packed but yeah.... I thought Shu-Qi looked more attractive than the luggage bag.

And Bobby set the alarm to ring at 5.00am, the thing is - our flight departed at 8.15am for God's sake! You have no idea how many times Bobby run through the check list over and over again.

(Blue for Bobby and Green for me)

"Passport?"

"Here"

"Itinerary?"

"Here"

"Wallet? Mobile phone?"

"In the bag liao..."

"Toothbrush?"

"I got bring bah....."

"Well, who knows you purposely left it at home so you don't have to brush your teeth?"

"HOW CAN YOU THINK OF ME LIKE THAT???"

"Because it is very likely for you to do such thing lor."

"Bugger....-_-||| "

15 minutes later....

"Passport got take ah?"

"Yes."

"Wallet? Mobile phone?"

"Inside the bag liao bah..."

"What else ah? Better check again before we go."

"You just need to make sure you bring me, that's it. =) "

MEN... they just know how to talk.
But the one who get things done are always WOMEN!

If you asked why didn't he take charge of those important documents of ours, that is because he didn't bring any bag with him. All he brought is one luggage bag and himself.

And yours truly on the other hand, had all those documents in my bag (nicely organized in a purple folder), two mobile phones (one Easi, one Digi), two wallets (one for BND, the other one for RM), my camera, a fan (those who ever took AirAsia should know that it can be quite heaty, stuffy and smelly too if you're really unlucky), lip balm, tissue papers, my sunnies. Can imagine how messy my bag looked?

Why? Tell me why? Why females always have to bring at least two separate bags for all these ojipala things and males for all time have both their hands swinging freely beside their thighs? Why ah?

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DAY 1

(Teruk ah, I talked.. or blogged so much already still haven't touch any part about my trip yet... This is a bad sign that shows I'm getting older and nags a lot.

Oh, before I go on, a HUGE THANKS to Gordon for bringing Bobby and I to the airport and picking us up. We asked what would he liked to have. Can you guess what he wants from KK?)

After checking in at the counters, we went to have a super light breakfast (only a french toast shared by both of us because I'll feel nauseous when I eat too early). Still... paying RM5.20 for a Maggie hot bowl is just too ridiculous, so we get the cheap toast.

There were three online kiosk at the boarding area. I was thinking that maybe I can update my twitter there but, expensive lah...

RM0.10 per minute = RM6 per hour. Bloody blood suckers.... Really, when people has no choice at all, they would pay this absurd amount. But I was not that desperate to get the internet connection.

Our flight delayed for almost 30 minutes but it's alright because our hotel room won't be ready that early anyway. So what we did was just sitting on the couch and played dumb games.

At first we played Tic Tac Toe, which is boring because no one wins.

Then I asked Bobby to play "Restaurant" with me. I pretend to be the waitress taking orders and he's the customer.

Regret lah.... That guy really, nearly made me go bang my head against the wall man. Lots of nonsense from him, giving me a hard time answering him and gradually gone out of patience and told him all the food was unavailable.

He "ordered" - Kolomee fried spicy soya sauce with abalone curry slice, put parsley and 3 cherries top. If I didn't stop him, he could go on forever. Full of craps I tell you.

And when it's time for me to be the "customer" and him as the "waiter" (Yeah! It's payback time!), this is what happened.

He was afraid that I'll do the same to him so that he think of a way.

"I want to order....."

"Sorry miss, we are not open yet."

I laughed so hard that I nearly fell down the bench and tears kept roll down my cheeks. Maybe some of you might think that he's quiet and shy, but really.. he's damn funny and kanasai at times.

Another funny thing that he said:

Me: Can you speak in Mandarin?

Bobby: Uhmm.... Wo Ai Ni.

Me: Cheh.. So short. Can you say something longer?

Bobby: Uhmm.... Wo Zhen De Ai Ni.

-_-"

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After 40 minutes on the plane smelling the Maggie cup noodles, we arrived K.K.I.A. Walked and walked from the plane till the terminal, waited and waited for the custom officers and finally something interesting happened!

While waiting for our luggage bags beside the conveyor belt, we saw something really fascinating.

A PAIR OF DIRTY SOCKS!!!!!

What the heck is a pair of dirty socks doing on the belt? Dropped out from someone's luggage bag is it? I bet even if the owner saw it also feel embarrassed to pick it up.

It's just too.... awkward.

Posing with the poster
(Don't you think we look alike? )

The flat rate of the taxi charges from the airport to the town area is RM20. I timed the trip and see if it's worth or not, sekali.... the whole trip (including waiting for the traffic lights) takes only like, 5~10 minutes!

Sigh.. If only there's any kind people out there willing to give us a free ride, or at least a cheaper ride.

The hotel we stayed

I was, still am... very pissed with them. Stupid, so stupid I tell you.

I get my room reservation through online booking and paid by credit card. Being a pair of poor couple, of course we chose to stay in the cheapest of all, superior room. We asked for a double bed room and they told us it is subject to availability upon checking up. And of course, the lady at the counter told us that all double bed rooms were fully taken and so we asked if we can get one for the next day. She said they will put us on "queue" and asked us to check with them, or her again the next day. Okay... fine then.

And the next day, while Kelly and KL checked in (the same hotel with us), I asked again if we can get the double bed room. Guess what? At first he told me it's "FULL" again and after 2 minutes (pretending or really typing the keyboard to check my reservation), the same guy told me that based on my reservation, I was not eligible to get a double bed rooms, only rooms with 2 single beds....

SO WHY DID THE LADY TOLD ME THAT SHE'LL PUT ME IN "QUEUE" AT THE FIRST PLACE? Letting me think that it is possible to get the room changed. STUPID!

Oh, that's not all. And the stupid-est thing was, when Kelly checked in, she was asked if she'll prefer a double bed or single bed room. Of course she asked for the double bed room and she got it!!!! ^&%&#$!^%#$^! [Insert any foul languages of your choice]

I turned to her and asked, "Eh? You also booked through internet right? Superior room also right? But why you got it and they bloody tell me that it's not "possible" for me to change my room?"

I was so pissed that I just said, "Never mind, I will never, ever stay here anymore. This is just so stupid!." when the guy apologized.

First - It wasn't stated in the website nor my reservation confirmation that I couldn't get a double bed room for the room and rate I booked.

Second - Unfair treats!

Bye Promenade, you're never going to hear from me anymore. Well, I'm just an unimportant guest who doesn't deserve to sleep on a bigger bed anyway.

So people, what money also can save, just don't try to be stingy on accommodations. Else you'll end up like me.

Gah.. so angry lah.


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We went to a shopping mall nearby to get breakfast but unfortunately, most of them were still closed because it was too early.

And, so having nothing to do and no where to wander around, we saw the arcade started its business already and so we decided to get some fun. (Since no much people around so no need malu-malu and feel embarrassed if we sucks in those games)

Unfortunately, K.K. seems to be the only place in Borneo island which has Burger King. Not sure about Kalimantan though, but.. I don't think I'll ever go there so we got really excited for the Turkey Ham Double Cheese Beef burger!

Our first meal in K.K

While eating, we planned our day and thought what we need to buy. Like I say, shopping is not a difficult task, shopping for other people is the one that cracks my head.

Lucky I only have a small family, just need to buy something for my parents and that's it. Poor Bobby need to buy for his parents, sister and auntie. Three women and one man. Bobby got a really nice set of Chinese histories books for his dad and had no idea what to get for his female families.

And what his mum wanted most was Bobby buying his own shirts and pants! This guy is not only loh-soh like grandma, when he shops... he's even more mafan than me. (Well, actually cannot compare with me lah because I'm very fast and straight forward when I buy. Just pick, try and decides)

We went to the Nike store and Bobby saw a shirt that he really likes. He tried out both the colours, and three different sizes, S,M and L just to see which one looks the best on him.


Terror man. Can you imagine me waiting outside the fitting room for the boyfriend answering the same questions over and over again like, "What do you think of this one?" and it's so hard to answer when what's on my mind was actually... "It all looks the same lah.. What so hard to choose?"

We stayed at the shop for more than half an hour and in the end when Bobby finally made up his mind which colour and size to choose, the shop attendant told us it's out of stock. Gah.... So he said he needed more time to think and walked out the shop.

After hours and hours of shopping when we passed by the shop again, I asked if he want to check out the shirt again. I mean, if you really like it so much then buy lah. Why so susah-payah there? Sekali he looked and looked, front and back. Touched and checked the shirt again... In the end, he told me he doesn't want it anymore because, the shirt label had the words "Made in Malaysia". *puke blood*

Some really cool and cute key chains
that I didn't buy any of them

Instead I bought this for my mum...


I thought it's quite cool. But it's silly right when I say, "Look Ma, I bought you this! It's a toothpaste folder. You can hang it on the wall and roll the tube so no need to squeeze everytime! Cool right? Right? Not cool meh?"

And my mum giving me the one big sweat on forehead look.

Our lunch

The marble cheese cake is orgasmic!
The lagsane is so cheesy!
The shepherd pie... so so nya. The appearance itself doesn't look welcoming enough already. Why must them get those mashed potatoes swirled up like a pool of excretion ah?

Steady this man, PAKAT!!!!!!
So dangerous.

No safety measures at all. Bet he's a spider or lizard in his previous life.

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We shopped and shopped and shopped. But ended up buying nothing. So we decided to get a yogurt ice cream and take a break first.

Very, VERY, VERY YUMMY!

Really, I never tasted a yogurt ice cream as good as this. It's not that sour and a lot easier to eat.
And with those mango/ strawberry/ kiwi/ dragon fruit slices.... HEAVEN!

Bobby felt asleep on the couch after eating though. Lucky he didn't drool and snore.

He didn't sleep much the previous night because he's afraid that we might missed the flight.

And so that almost sums up our day1.

Notice I didn't talk about dinner? That is because we had another really bad experience for our dinner again. First the dim-witted waiter forgot to place our orders to the kitchen and so we waited like idiots for more than half an hour while seeing other people eating happily.

Then the coconut juice he served, the spoon wasn't cleaned properly. I used the spoon and scrapped some coconut meat and fed both of us, there was a strange taste.. something spicy.

And so I looked at the spoon and found some chili bits under it. WHY? WHY WERE WE SO UNLUCKY?

Bobby told the waiter that if the food was not going to be served in just a while, we wanted to leave already. But the bloody waiter claimed that the chef was cooking already... There, another 15 mins gone.

I was really really mad already at that time. Even when the lamb chop arrived, I refused to eat it. Moreover, that piece of lamb tasted like some solid waste!

Bobby took a few bite, paid and we left.

If it's not because I got an image to keep and I don't dare to do anything stupid in a foreign place that I'm not familiar with I'm educated, I would have messed the whole plate of shitty lamb chop + soggy fries + over boiled broccolis with dark soy sauce (we ordered black pepper and it tasted nothing like that) and dirtied it all over the table and make sure they had a hard time cleaning it, cursed like a mad woman so that no one will eat there anymore.

I wish.

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Wow, pretty lengthy eh this post. I got to hit the sack now.

Note to self: Start blogging at early hours so that I can sleep on time.

All comments reply later and also link amendments.

KK, here I come

I'm now at Bobby's place and using his pc to blog. Feels kinda weird though. Was suppose to blog a little earlier but Luuee came over and we all ended up watch DVD together, also with Bobby's housemates.

By the way, it's Luuee's birthday today.. I mean yesterday since the time now is 12.06pm already. I made him a card only. Since we don't have any cake, Vincent came up with a brilliant idea of using mooncake (single egg yolk somemore) as a replacement. Just that no candles... But it was cool.

(Will upload those pics later.... Bobby just had his pc reformat now. No Adobe photoshop.. plus, my memory card has virus in it.. so yeah, just wait yah.)

=)

Gotta go now. Need to sleep as we got to wake up early to catch the (hopefully won't delay) flight.

Ta ta.

Will be back after 3 days... or 4, or 5.... depends if I'm lazy or not. =p

(Man... this gotta be my record of blogging with the fastest speed. Only 3 mins to complete. Normally, it'll took me 2 hours minimum (plus photo editing if I'm rajin) to blog - Now you know why I'm getting lazier and lazier)

Mari kita ke Miri

Short Note:

Finally going back to school tomorrow. Kind of miss my little angels and demons.

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Because we still owed Ms. Kelly Lim her birthday gift and so we all agreed that we'll go Miri to search for it (else she won't shaddap). Soon-pien find gigi besi paktoh mah~

Erm... due to some technical reasons such as Theen couldn't drive her bibi's car down Miri as his car is too precious and SL, a guy who even has problem driving up BSB... cannot harap kan?

And Ah King, the ideal person who owned a cheap diesel car with lots of driving experience up-n-down BSB/ Miri became driver for a day. Whereas Kelly and K.L used a separate car.

Seriously, I love outings like this. I mean, 2,3 good friends crowded in a car talking crap and listening/ complaining my selection of music. And the best thing is having someone to walk down and get the form stamped! We agreed that it's more interesting and fun to travel with friends than boyfriends. I don't know why but it just feels like it. I know, it's sad... but true.

Upon arriving Miri, our first stop was of course meet up with Bobby. Then later BREAKFAST!!! Kelly recommended us her cousin's newly opened restaurant that's located at this area called "Ya-Jin".. or something like that. Must. Try!



I forgot the name of the shop but it has this fat man with specs as its mascot. And the signboard is green. That's all I remembered.

But but but... I hadn't forgot how delicious was their dumplings! My god I tell you, so good that I almost cried after the first bite. Nice thin and semi-crispy "skin" with mouthful of fillings in it. As long as those dumpling don't shrink in size in the future or the quality maintains, I'm pretty sure it'll be everyone's favorite dish.

And the Szechuan noodle soup (second in pic) tasted very, very kick (kick = as in hot and 夠味). Theen was sniffing and sweating throughout the whole process of conquering it.

Sorry, I only managed to grab 3 photos and left out Kelly's beef noodle soup and SL's wantan soup. Those soups.... *drool while typing*, are not just water mixed with MSG and onion. Once you taste it, you'll know that the chef actually spent a lot of time in boiling it. Ma-Ma-Mia~

Better stop talking about those food else I'm going to flood my keyboard.

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After that we went to Bintang Plaza, or Parkson as most prefer to call it that and start gift-hunting.

If you thinking buying a perfect luggage bag that Ms. Kelly Lim likes is an easy job, think again. First it'll be the size she considered, then the quality (by pressing here and there testing/ assuming the level-of-tahan), last - the design and colour. And the final criteria is always the hardest to fulfill.

I never knew it's so hard just to get an ideal luggage bag till last Sunday. And thank God we didn't go back empty handed. (She finally made her choice else she'll need to borrow from others last minute again). And we all liked it.

And while picking her gift, Theen wandered off to a nearby section and tried out those winter jackets. Can't blame us for being "sakai". After staying in a hot country which has summer for all 4 seasons, it got us all curious about wearing thick clothings and walking in the snow.

(I know lah, Genting got snow world can go there try mah... But it's different okay!)

We wore those nice and fluffy jackets and quickly asked the guys helped us take photos. Erm, I didn't see any "NO CAMERA ALLOWED" signs there bor, so it's not illegal.

Stupid Kelly post the above picture up in her friendster and the caption she put is "We're so desperate!". Kanasai.....

If only Brunei is cold enough to wear those out. Then I can eat all I want and hide my hideous bulging tummy underneath the thick jacket.

Don't tell me stupid things like, "You can always on the aircon big big and wear at home mah~" Idiot. (Oops.. That's what I told Kelly when she said she wish she can wear those jackets everyday.)

Well.. one can always imagine right?


Don't you just like photoshop?


// Up to here... I felt really sleepy already. I'll just cut everything short.//

Us while waiting for Kelly trying out those cool branded sunnies.

Our seafood dinner @ 5.00pm!!!!

There was this one drunkard who talked to us, more like mumbling actually while the China-lady sold us some DVDs. We don't know that man and thought he was talking to someone who sat behind us.

And just when we turned our head around and checked, he mumbled louder. I thought he's saying something like, "I TALK TO YOU, YOU DON'T TURN YOUR HEAD AROUND.. !&^^&%#&^%!@$!!!"

While still blur and didn't know what's going on, S.L. asked us to leave right now and claimed that the man was drunk. I bet if we left any later, he'll walked over and slammed our table..

Funny, some people can just get pissed drunk at 6.00 pm when the sun's still up.

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Bye Hjh Zu/ Netball match

Eh? No one miss me kah? Upset leh.

I know I know.

No update = No comments = No readers = Low stats = My own fault.

Anyway, honestly speaking... I got a bit tired of blogging. BUT(!) I'm not quitting yet don't worry. Just maybe you know, blog a little less?

Last few week a senior colleague of mine told me that he stumbled upon my blog while searching our school name in Google. That's how he "discovered" my blog and told me that the way I blogged was interesting. I just smiled and said Thank you.

Seriously, I don't know if I should feel happy or what. Pleased that there are more people that I expected reading my blog. But worried at the same time thinking if I'd blogged something so mindlessly offending some people in a way that I might not know and later being quote and used against me.

容許我在這用中文來寫。。。

當我知道我的學生有在讀我的部落各時﹐ 告訴你。。我一點也笑不出來。 我突然感到我在他們面前是“透明”的。 再這麼說﹐ 身為一名老師﹐把自己的私事po上來然後被學生讀不太好吧﹖ 感覺一點都不專業。

他們的微笑仿彿在告訴我說。。“老師﹐ 別假正經了。 昨天跟朋友玩的那麼瘋﹐ 現在一臉嚴肅的跟什麼一樣。 騙誰啊﹖”

嗨。。。 現在的小孩真不能低估他們哪。。。

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I had one really crazy hectic week. Having assignments due together with a match I'd never played before can be really frantic.

And now I'd already handed in my assignment and the match is over, I felt kind of.. empty, for having a night that I don't have to worry about not finishing my work on time.

(Well.. not exactly free yet as I have another badminton match, a workshop to attend and our school is having a ASEAN exhibition thingie too in the next week. So yeah... WHEN IS PUASA COMING??!!!!! I can't wait to see the clean school compound with no dirty plastic wrappers and unfinished packet drinks on the staircase, finish work at 11.50am and all activities are canceled due to obvious reason. I LOVE PUASA! Not to forget mention, promotion and cheap buffets in restaurants and pasar malam!)

And one of the reason why I felt a little agitated this week is because Hjh Zu (one of my favorite colleagues who I can gossip and talk crap with) is leaving our school. She's going back to UBD.. not to study, but to be a tutor and later a lecturer after she complete her master.

So yeah you people who's taking Early childhood in UBD, respect and love this woman as she's one fine lady/ teacher that you won't want to miss the opportunity to befriend her.

(L-R) Me, Hjh Zu, Vicky, Shirley (her replacement)
and the act-cute Rohana who's trying hard to look innocent

It's only when she came to our school that I felt that I want to get involved in all sort of activities. She's active, sporting, fun-loving, cool and straight forward (like me =p). She contributed a lot to our school's winnings (even though she only joined us this year). We all love her, a lot. Or at least, I love her a lot.

And guess what, Bobby was once a student in her tuition school when she's still a UBD student. When she saw Bobby's picture in my blog she told me that she thought she'd seen him somewhere and later asked me if he ever tuition somewhere. Small world ain't it?

Hjh Zu, I know you might be reading this so please remember.... "ACT LIKE A PREGNANT WOMAN!".

I guess that's my most-frequent used sentence on her because this pregnant mama never acted like she's carrying a little life in her tummy. She still run around walked fast, carried heavy things without anyone's help (actually she turned them down because she thinks she can handle it. Bloody hell... don't know people watching will feel kan-chiong is it?), and she just tends to make people forget that she's pregnant!

All the best ya darling. Be good in UBD. Behave. =p

I'm so blessed with the bestest colleagues that I ever had.

*Happy smile*

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And last Friday, which also happened to my FIFTH day of playing netball, we had a match with other parents/teachers from other primary schools in KB.

Crazy I tell you. It was only last Monday that I first played netball and still blur with the rules & regulations and the positions of the players and what are they suppose to do. And so was Vicky and Winnie. So there, our team consists of 3 teachers who only know how to play netball for 5 days, one very fast-moving kitchen staff and really handal parents!

Without the really professional players/ parents/ trainer, I doubt we can played that well. I mean after 5 days of playing, how much can you expect from us?

I used to play basketball erm..... EIGHT (8) years ago? So it was pretty hard for me to adapt the new game. There's no board to help aiming. Only two people are allowed to shoot. Players are limited to certain areas and using you hands to wave and block opponent is consider a foul.

I was the WD only, more like an invisible player because my team mates are very very good and professional players and there wasn't much work for me.


We got the second place. Could have got the first one but.... nevermind, what passed is past. Needless to say. Wait! No need to puji me first because I didn't contribute much.

And after this game I realized sportsmanship is really important. Even though we lost the last game but at least we're all cool. No shouting and swearing towards own team players and also the opponent team.

Honestly, I was shocked when I heard one player from the opposing team shouting and swearing loudly at her team mate. Come on lah, it's just a game. No need to lose cool like that kua?

I sure hope our school will win the badminton match.

//Edit: You can read about it here.


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[Looks at time]

Wah... 11.20pm liao. Not very late for a Saturday night but, I gotta wake up early tomorrow and have a happy trip with besties down Miri and meet up with Ah Pui~

Need to get my beauty recharging sleep now.

Ja-Ne.

Kelly's 24th Birthday

Guess some of you had fed up refreshing my blog and give up visiting it since there's no update for the past few days.

I'd been busy. Meetings, workshop, netball, the stupid assignment and so on... Well, it does make me feel that I'm back to 15. Go to school in the morning for teaching instead of learning, and play netball in the afternoon instead of basketball and volleyball.

The only difference is that I no longer walk back home from my secondary school. I drive now, which... sometimes be so tiring.

Anyway, here's some photos long overdue taken during Kelly's (Yes, that pretty girl with the nick Kelly who sometimes comment in my blog) birthday.

I so wanted to post up some old photos taken with her last 6-7 years but I know I'll get killed for doing it. So yeah, having a pretty friend can be very ma-fan (troublesome).

I have no idea why we can be such good friends since we're quite different, both in terms of appearance and character. Probably because we share the common interest, GOSSIPING.

Hahahahhahahaha!!! =D

(I know, I'm spoiling her image. But who says pretty girl cannot be very 38?)

But undeniably, she did have some affect on me... forcing me to get my lazy ass out of the chair and exercise (for a bit), sit on the stiff saloon chair for hours just to get nicely blown bouncy hair (THAT LAST ONLY UNTIL I FREAKING WASHED IT!) , not to mention facial treatments and manicures.... giving me delusions that I'll look like ANTM if I do all those time-consuming and expensive stuffs.

*roll eyes*

And me on the other hand, will try to convince her not to overspend on things that won't last such as beauty and fashions. Always save for the rainy days and try not to give excuses such as "Life's Short. Enjoy and play while we still can" to buy useless stuffs and probably overdraft later. (But I know she won't because she's super kia-si and always over-kancheong)

Come to think of it, she's like Becky and I'm Jess.
Except that she has more control on spending habits compare to that hopeless Shopaholic.

She blows her wet hair in front of the mirror strand by strand using a comb whereas I couldn't bother mine and let it dried up itself all frizzy.

I was asked to wash my feet before entering her house/room so that there will be no sand on the floor and she loves to complain non-stop whenever she enters my room about how untidy and dusty it is. I bet if she's given permission to do so, she'll probably throw out half of the things I have in my room because it's useless regardless of the sentimental values.

What a bummer...

So you get the picture now? She's the fussy type who tries to have everything nice and in perfect order and I'm the "ching-chai", "eh-tang-tio-eh-sai" kind of character. Hmmm.... Right! She's Bree and I'm Susan.

Still, she's a good friend. Lending me a shoulder to cry on whenever I felt like a loser (which honestly speaking.. seldom happens), give me her attention whenever I felt like complaining and the best is her facial expressions when I'm telling her the juiciest gossips around or the lamest joke I could ever think of.

(She has better exaggerating genes in her body compare to that sometime emotionless and always neutral Theen. That's why I prefer to tell her the first hand news and bitch discussed about it as if it's any of our business.)

And I'm like her part-time entertainer whenever she needs something to cheer her up or pass time. I bet she'll loves me more if I can juggle three balls at a time while balancing on the single-wheel bicycle like a clown.

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And so last Saturday, I drove K.L. and her up BSB, while James and Theen in a separate car and met up with Bobby later. *Woots* Triple date yoh!

(Photos arranged by the length of time they dated
and not by the skin tone of the boyfriends)

Our aim of shopping at Manggis Mall trying to get her the birthday present she wanted was in vain. There was none that she liked. And we ended up eating Cakoi-kahwin at the food corner.

Oh by the way, our usual way of choosing birthday gifts is normally by telling the other party what we want. Very straight forward.

Pro - No disappointment
Con - No surprise.

Remember I got an electric oven and the sebum gel for my last birthday? Those were the things I'd wanted.

Oh ya, she wanted a luggage bag for her 24th birthday. Very unromantic I know, but very practical okay. Romantic gifts save for K.L. to give.

And after the unfruitful shopping, we then went to Capers for dinner.

There were 6 of us and we ate around 10 plates of pasta and 1 pizza.
Crazy people excluding me, I only ate a plate of linguine and a slice of pizza with a glass of warm water and I felt so full already.

The funny thing was, the thinnest two among us ate the most! That Kelly Lim herself ate 2 and a half plate at least I think.

Sigh.. Life is so unfair.
Some people can just eat a lot and still weight below 50kg.
Whereas some people get bloated like a buffalo just by drinking a glass of plain water.

That's me trying to look like a deer with that 2 Sehat glasses.
I have nice and white teeth I know.

Kelly claimed that she doesn't want to sit in my car anymore (not about my driving skills la!) because her jaws hurt too much from laughing. My fault meh? That girl laughed like a mad woman just by trying out the "Face Wrap" thingie in my phone, from Seria till Tutong mind you (half an hour). Sakai...

Thick lips, Wide mouth and Super Chin

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And lastly, my birthday card to her.

Ceng, Ceng, Ceng, Ceng~

Nice? I got it from Shabby Chic and so if any of you have problems in making cards (like for example run out of time or no creativity?), just go there and pick those ready-made cards. After all, you can still personalize it with your own design later.

For Kelly,

Theen and I would gladly give you our fats around our tummy and thighs as a replacement for your... erm... chest as a birthday gift.

Blame it on the technology for not having a Fats-transfer machine.

So for now, just wait patiently for your luggage bag =p

Making new friends

Short Note:
Phew~ Two down, one more to go. Who would have thought that even teachers have assignment themselves.
And yippeee, some quality best friends + boyfriend time tomorrow~

P.S.L, too bad you'll be stuck on the plane or wherever you'll be that time and not makan with us. Remember to bring back some souvenirs for us. No gifts, no friend! =p

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Received an email from a stranger couple of days ago...

And the thing that caught my eyes was the SUBJECT of the email...

nonnie manja? What the heck?! I don't know you okay and don't you come and "nonnie manja" me as if we're some sort of couple. Idiot!

Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.

Be-mail? Hah, when I can understand and write Bahasa Brunei perhaps. And, it's not "buleh", it's suppose to be "boleh" lah...

I almost circle it in red and email back to him.

*Pffftttt*

And so I thought to myself- Never mind. I'll just ignore it.
This is not worth my time replying.


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And the next day, he emailed me again....

Majal.....

(majal = persistent)

Well, at least this time he seemed more polite. Instead of calling me as "manja" for the very first time, the subject looked more proper.

Still, what's with "buleh" and "bemail"? Can't he spell properly?
And, what is "bemail"?

I know he meant emailing. But even people like me with poor Malay knows that the proper imbuhan for it is "ber" and not "be".

Action taken: Ignore.


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Few hours later... again!

He's not giving up is he?

And so, not to waste both his time and mine, I replied.
Short and simple.

And I thought this will put everything to an end.
I'm wrong.

-_-" *speechless*


I thought he asked if I wanted to "bemail" with him, so I assumed that means I had rights to accept or reject. Why is him being so unrelenting then?

I bet if I replied and say no again, he's going to call me a b*tch and say I "jual mahal". Back to tactic one - Ignore.

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Honestly speaking, I'm bad in making new friends. And lazy too.

Different story when that new person happened to be my colleague of a friend's friend because I'll feel more secure knowing he/she does exist in the real world.

MIRC was never my cup of tea as I find it silly to chat with strangers who you don't even know whether it's a he/she behind the screen. I only chat with people who I know does exist in real life, and I find it hard to start a conversation with a total stranger in the internet.

Tell you guys something a lot might not know.

Once upon a time Long long time ago... there was this random guy who chatted with me in MIRC. I tried not to get out of the chatroom as it was the "in" thing at that time and so it'll be "uncool" if I have zero cyber-friend.

But I didn't feel safe having too much of my personal information exposed to this total stranger. Apart from my gender and age, I refused to answer the rest of his questions like which school I go to, what is my (real) name and stuffs like that. All that I said (or typed) were "Adaler...", "Dunno" and "Hahahaha" followed by asking him the same question.

It was a one-time thingie and we never chatted again. I know I was too boring and no fun at all compared to other sweet and young ladies with the nick "Angel ___" or "___ Gal" or "Kawaii___" greeting anyone who entered the chatroom "Kor-Kor" and "Jie-Jie", normally ending with a long string of ZzZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

(ZzZZzzzzz what ZzzzZZzzz? I don't get it pun)

Years later.... I talked about the old MIRC days with a guy and told him the nick I used. Guess what, he told me that he recalled that he ever chatted with me and said that I was one girl really hard to talk with.

Ha.Ha.Ha. That is so not true.. He loves me to bits now and tells me that I'm a funny girl who always make him laugh. Yes you guess right, that guy is none other than my gigi-besi. Hehehhehehee.

Old-fashion also must say one time..... Fate lah.

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.... I'd drifted so far away from my topic.

Come back, come back.

[Take deep breathe and try hard to recall what I wanted to blog justnow]


If someone tells me that he/she wants to be my friend, first question that pops into my mind is..

"I don't know you. You don't know me. Why want to be my friend? You don't have your own friend meh?"

Followed by,

"I'm not pretty. I'm not rich. I'm not smart. I'm not popular. I'm not interesting. Why you want to be my friend?"

I know it sounds pretty bad but, making new friends is something I suck at. It's not that I'm cold or what, what I'm afraid of is Awkward Moments! You know those- I see you, you see me, but nothing to say kind of moment?

Have to ask a lot of (silly) questions like which schools he/she attended, work place and hobby hoping that there's something in common to feel familiar with and lengthen the chat time and also reduce tongue-tied moment if there's no where to escape.

Probably that is also the reason why I stock up a lot of jokes, gossips and interesting news I watched from TV so that it'll come in handy if the air is getting colder and quiet.

So please get the wrong idea of me being "sombong" or what when I say I don't like making new friends, it's just the discomfited moment I fear more during the get-to-know-more stage.

p/s: Still, I don't feel like "bemail" with that fellow mister who don't understand the word "NO".

And by the way, he used his company email to email me. Probably thinking that I'll be impressed when seeing the domain name, i.e. the company he's working for. Well, not interested in someone who used his working hour and pick out a random girl hoping to "cerita2" or "bual2" with her thru emailing.

Hello mister, if you're reading this, corporate email account is for company use, not for you to mengurat!

(Mengurat = flirt/ court)

Warning: This is going to be a super random post. No topic, no special event, just.... whatever that comes into my mind.

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First thing first, Pauline's tag... Before she really travels all the way here to Brunei just to kick me. (As if she really will =p)

"Blogger Idham has pledged to donate RM127.00 to the Darul Izzah Orphanage in Bangi for ever tag completed before August 2007. It's so simple, all you need to do is to complete any 17 sentences from the 27 listed below (that's the tag) and drop Idham a comment over at the tag's original page here."

So... only 17 out of 27 from these will be answered. Here goes:

1. A person is only as good as ...

2. Friendship is always ... overrated.

3. To love is to ... give.

4. Money makes me ... happy when I have them, sad when I'm forced to spend them.

5. I miss ... being a kid without worrying calories intake and the balance of the bank book.

6. My way of saying I care is by ... listening and respond.

7. I try to spread love and happiness by ...

8. Pick the flowers when ...

9. To love someone is to ...

10. Beauty is ...

11. When I was thirteen, what I remember the most was ... the crazy teacher's day celebration, which was the first time I tasted beer and got myself black-listed just for that one small sip. Bummer.

12. When I was twenty one, I remember ... I made a very important decision which made me cried day and night for few months.

13. I am most happy when ... I don't have anything to worry about. And, when I make someone happy.

14. Nothing makes me happier than ...

15. If I can change one thing, I will change the history of everything I felt like changing =p

16. If smiles were ... then I ...

17. Wouldn't it be nice if we could...

18. If you want to ...be happy, then you have to ... learn how to let go of certain things.

19. Money is not everything but without it, we're nothing.

20. The most touching moments I have experienced is ... having surprise visit from the boyfriend when I really miss him and he was supposed to be far away from me.

21. I smile when ... I see someone, or when I felt content.

22. When I am happy, I ... laugh hysterically.

23. If only I don't have to ... eat then ...I'll be very thin. Hahahhaahha!

24. The best thing I did yesterday was ... having no Monday blues.

25. If I ever write a book, I will give it this title, ""

26. One thing I must do before I die is ... get married and be a mother. (What? The tag doesn't say it must be very ambitious.)

27. Doing this meme, I feel like ...

Person I want to tag... whoever who's reading this... If you feel like doing it lah.

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I'm having a super week as I have 3 unfinished work on hand, two due next week (school work) and another important task due this weekend, Kelly's birthday card.

So yeah, I'll be super uninspired having nothing exciting to blog about, I think?

By the way, everyone is blogging about reading the last book of Harry Potter. I'm not a huge fan because I never read it. But thanks to the spoilers of some bloggers and wikipedia, I knew what's the ending already.

I asked if Bobby ever thought of reading it and guess what he told me,

"Why waste so much time and money buying the book and read it for days when you can walk into the cinema or buy DVD, spend minimal amount of time watching it with all actions and it's cheaper."

G.R.E.A.T....

This is what happens when your boyfriend is a lazy bum and prefer to play his Football Manager or Hattrick or whatever it is that has to do with that with white-and-black colour ball. (Yet he told me he hates Polka dots.... I think Dalmatians make an exception.)

Once I found my favorite book, The Little Prince in a bookstore and asked if he'll like to read it.. I even bought the bilingual one so that I can read the Chinese one, and he'll reads the English version. And.. the book was untouched so quite some time till I give up and bring it back home.

Anyway, I'm reading "Shopaholic & Sister" which I borrowed from the Seria library. Not bad huh? Novel like this also have. Actually I went there for "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix". I, don't feel like buying the book because after the make-over of my room, I realized I have lots of books but no where to place them!

My mum kept them in boxes now.. Sigh, I love my books being easily accessible but it's impossible now.

So yeah, better borrow it than buying it. After all, it's FREE!

It's now 11.42.. I get to hit the sack now. Feeling very tired after driving 3 times from Seria - KB, the first one is to work, second is to attend a workshop, third - for the badminton game.

I need a driver!

And.... I want to finish Kelly's card soon!
Hope she'll like it. (Don't like also cannot complain. If complain, I will not make anymore card for you liao. I know you're reading it now.)

His Majesty's Birthday Celebration @ Taman Jubilee (2007)

As mentioned earlier, I was given a task of guiding the kids in giving His Majesty a warm welcome by waving flags. Of course not only our schools, all schools (both secondary and primary) of Kuala Belait participated in it, forming a long stretch of pupils in various colors of uniform.

Arrived school at 6.50a.m, saw a lot of students hanging around at the waiting area already having some light breakfast, orange and packet soy bean. Seriously, what a disgusting combination!

It was a beautiful morning... for most people but not for me. I was hoping for a cloudy sky, but sadly.. it was scorching hot that day!

We arrived the padang at around 7.30am.. waited and waited and there comes another breakfast set (rice + sambal + a piece of meat + half an egg in a container and canned drink). Uhmm... we'd eaten that for the past whole week whenever there's a rehearsal actually. But still, having thousands of people performing, you can imagine how much were being spent on this event.

Had a couple of false alarm when we heard choppers flying above us and saw others flocked to the roadside and lined up properly. I felt quite lucky as I came very well-prepared, I had my 2-fold umbrella, sun block and a plastic fan (lacy fans are no used at all! No enough "power" and very fragile. My free plastic fan from Computex comes way handy) in my bag and ready to use anytime. Some more, I could always hide under any shelter available, and passed my umbrella to the girls and also my sun block.

The funny thing was... I only apply the sun block on my face and neglected my neck areas. When I went back home wanting to shower and saw myself naked on the mirror, I realized my upper chest was all red and sun-burned having the V-shape printed clearly.

Poor kids. Stayed under the hot sun and got all dehydrated and blacked out. Hope they're fine by now.

And by around 10a.m, Sultan arrived, along with his entourages.

(I got a video of his arrival, but it's not edited yet... I, was talking quite loud (as usual) and I find it embarrassing to post it up. You all want to see? Or hear?)

After the national anthem, everyone walked towards the park just to have another glimpse of His Royal Highness. Terror, I felt like the whole population of Kuala Belait were there. It was so crowded and I gradually got lost and wandered off from my students.

And so, I took the opportunity walked around and took some pictures.

Squeezed in and hide myself in a group of media people, but it was so obvious that I'm not a reporter or any sort of those because everyone has their huge DSLR with really long lens that make themselves looked professional. Some even brought along their tripod.

And me, I just had my tiny-weeny FX8 hanging around my neck.
Sigh...

Oh Oh! I forgot that I did saw Princess Nashwa. Recognized her immediately when she was walking towards my direction with her professional looking camera. And when she saw me, we smiled and talked a little. Very little in fact as s he was busy finding a nice spot to get some good shots. Was thinking if I could take a picture with her, but never mind la.. Maybe next time.

I gave up (taking pictures of His Majesty and the stage) pretty soon. Hai-yoh, my 5.0MP with 4x digital zoom is no fight compare to those scary one-eyed-monster.

Skills - don't have.
Good camera - don't have.

Stayed there also waste space nya. Might as well back off and let others have a better view for taking good shots and later steal their photos from their blogs.

And so I walked out from the media crowd and squeezed in to another one looking for my colleagues and students.

No pictures of them performing because it was too crowded. Could hardly stand properly with the people pushing behind me.

Random Photos

As I walked back to St's James School (for refreshments ready at 12 and get my feet rested), I saw His Majesty's Rolls-Royce parked at the road side. Of course, the kaypo and curious me must posed with it. Not something you see everyday okay.

(Spoil eh that 2 men on the left)

It might look as if I was leaning against the car, but actually my hand was in the mid air. I was just pretending. The driver was standing beside looking at me and warned everyone who wanted to get near to the car that we wouldn't want to scratch or dented it.

Rolls-Royce bor... I guess I can only afford the bolts of the tyres.

- And I'm a pair of shoes poorer. I overworked my shiny red heels and the left one decided to OPEN it's mouth and go on strike!

-_-"

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Lastly-

I sure hope that Belait is going to win, for the EIGHTH time!

Love and Money

Short Note:

Guess who's coming to town tomorrow? THE MAN HIMSELF!
And I hope I'll bump into Princess Nashwa and Stella at the Jubilee Park tomorrow.

Went to the padang justnow, sad lah... Didn't bumped into any friends.. but saw a flock of emo kids teens wearing black shirts and also heard someone calling "Hi Cher." to me from time to time.

Mana saya punya kawan?
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My colleague (currently "ex" already, happened last few years) came to work happily with her shiny red car and a happy smile on her face.

Of course, out of curiosity everyone gathered around it and checked it out, and asked stupid questions like.. "Wah, new car! Rich eh you", "How much?"or maybe he actually meant "How much you have to pay per month?", "You buy one kah?".

She get out from her car slowly and guess what she said,

"My husband buy for me one, as my birthday present~", with that typical smile (happy + kambang). And all ladies shouted in astonishment. "Really? So sweet! Your husband so generous lah."

Sekali she answered, "Yeah, he paid $500 deposit and the rest I loan, 7 years.", still having the happy look on her face.

In my heart I was like, "WTF? You don't pay 2% of the total amount and give it to people as a present and ask that person to pay the remaining 98%! That's not a gift, that's a BURDEN for God's sake."

Well... Good thing that she still believes that it's a GIFT rather than TROUBLE.

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And I had a friend... (wait, more like someone I know I think?), I bet his hobbies is buying gifts for the girlfriend, the more expensive the merrier.

Once we had a conversation and he told me what he bought for his girl for Xmas. Hmm.. Let me see, Gucci something, LV something and Prada something if not mistaken. (Those "somethings" include watch, shoes and dress if I'm not wrong).

I asked him, "Why are you spending so much on your girlfriend? So your way of telling her that you love her is by buying her stuffs?"

"Yes, the more I love her, the more money I want to spend on her."

Gah..... I bet a lot of you would want to go out with this guy, but sorry to say... apart from his money, there's nothing attractive about him.

But I really dislike what he said, I mean... love is about patience, caring, and that sort of things, instead of leaving the focus on MONEY.

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And last few months, Bobby and I companied a girl friend to Miri for buying her fiance his birthday gifts. She got him a 4-digit figure watch. Even though it's in RM, still it's consider very mahal for me. But I guess it's fine for her since she got a Visa supp card from him.

I turned to Bobby and asked, "When are you going to buy me expensive and branded stuffs?"

"When I start working?", he answered. "Okay, fair enough.", I said.

"Hmm.. You're already working, so why didn't you buy any expensive stuffs for me?".

"Kay-Not. Have to wait till you buy me first mah. If not later I rugi how?" =p

Hehehheheeee. Pardon my frugality.

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Don't you think it's hard to measure between the value of material and love?