Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
How much do I regret didnt follow my mum's advice to have braces fitted on my crooked dental when I was young? How much do I regret not being much more vain and make up for 3 hours a day? How much do I regret eating so much bak kut teh? How much?
3zerozerozerozerozerozero. That's how much.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
But then again, one shouldn't ponder so much since one just had bak kut teh in klang.. gluttony is such a delicious sin....
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thus, let’s all say hi to Tom’s butt crack… And wouldn’t you want him to sire a daughter like Suri with you? This is your lucky day then, by the powers granted to me by the Ministry of Divine Butts n Almighty Cracks, I hereby bestow on you, if you stare at the Tom’s buttcrack for 2 hours while chanting the mantra “GIMME THE MONEY”, one hubby the name of Tom, and a daughter named Suri, and one very strong couch.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
That's the tagline heard everywhere these days. 1Malaysia the slogan is catchy, rainbow-filled and best of all, rolls of the tongue easily- it is one syllable lesser than Malaysia Boleh.
So my dearest has written a piece to state his mind (mission statement ala Jerry Maguire comes to mind, dear reminds me of Tom Cruise of coz, not Cuba Gooding Jr.) and saying enough is enough. Our country has basically gone to the dogs and 1Malaysia is actually the abbrevation for 1Malaysia-feed-the-cronies-who-raised-petrol-prices-and-not-income-and-rakyat-ends-up-dying-together. Quite a mouthful, that is why the shortened version is more popular.
I can't help but wonder whether my dearest's trip to our neighbour's kiasuland recently influenced him to write that piece. And also my occasional whining and wishing aloud of migrating. I suspect both did. Together of coz, with the ridiculous happenings involving windows and cows recently.
I used to an idealist as well, I wanted to be proud of 1M, wanted to do good, wanted to fight for rights, wanted to see corruptions and cronyisms end. Heck, i even marched to the Prime Minister's department in the rain to hand over the memorandum seeking a royal commission during the height of the correct, correct, correct debacle. But.. i'm afraid, that is all i can credit myself with in regards to standing up for things that are right, and saying we want change. That and writing a short blog post asking ppl to go and vote at the previous election. Hmm..how little I did.
But but 3808 was monumental. Some ppl even call it a political tsunami. But i think the previous government would probably think of it as the shit hits the fan at full blast. And it definitely cannot get any shittier than now (I stand to be corrected, of coz, as time and again the politicians just managed to up a notch and sprang a few more surprises (ie. feed more shits to the rakyat)). I'm not a political person, I don't read the papers nor do I even watch the news everyday and if I happen to catch the news, I'm more interested to see Nadal's tight ass running around court than the 1M politicians gracefully and smilingly spooning us poops, thank you very much. Therefore, why should I even bother bout the political going-ons??
Answer is very simple: coz I live in this country (pre-migration, dear?) and the state of the political climate and how the government runs are affecting me now more than ever. Because of the level of corruptions, because of the cronyisms, leading to inflation, leading to increased crime rate, leading to the stagnant salaries, leading to the declining education system, leading to the religious intolerance, leading to smaller things like potholes (although potholes are generally quite big nowadays), high toll rates, ron92 to ron95, the police especially hard-working ridding the roads of bad bad people in the middle of the nites during this holy month, i can go on and on...
The thing is, I can be more diligent and rise up the ranks, ask for more salary, have better buying power and can afford better things like v-power instead of the rons. But I know at that time, things like snatch thiefs and motorbikers breaking my car's windows then grabbing my purse and abducting my children in playgrounds would still be among my top concerns. Leave it to the police, you say? Well, there are just sooo many bad ppl to apprehand on quiet roads at 1 a.m that I don't think they have the time really.
The politicians have working hard to brainwash us into thinking that nevermind the advanced countries, our county is so much better off than so many others, that we are the fortunate lot. Great, go on and compare with Indonesia, Bangladesh and the likes, as we'll also be among their ranks very soon. All I know is that even if the kiasulanders are kiasu, at least their buses come on time. Advanced countries do have better living standards and better living standard comes from very simply good governance, which is needless to say that we do not have.
I don't offer any solutions to change, no suggestions either. What I can do is let my grievances be made and let's pray that the rakyat's voice will be loud enough to whip the politicians into action. Let's all pray for a change soon. And soon is not nearly enough. I want it now. So that I can also laungkan 1Malaysia proudly. Don't you want it too??
Anyway, which comes first? The rakyat or the pencapaian?
Friday, September 18, 2009
I would consider myself to be a person who talks about politics only in coffee shops, forward some emails and complains endlessly about the injustices that we suffer and how we should strive to make Malaysia a better country to live in. Like many millions of Malaysians, I only talk the talk and not walk the walk. I have seen my friends being hauled by the authorities for participation in illegal assembly and lighting candles but they remained undeterred and as passionate as ever. They continued with their march and struggle with more determination than before while I sit behind my desk and continue to complain about the little imperfections in our lives.
I never did what they did because being charged in court and spending a night (or a few nights) in the lockup is not exactly what I have in mind as the price to pay for speaking up.
Incidents that have taken place lately started to alarm me. Is it because there are so many of us that choose to remain silent in order not to ‘stir the hornet’s nest’ we have become the reason why some are so bold as to openly threaten bloodshed before my very own backyard? Fortunately they do not represent every right thinking member of the Muslim community but unfortunately like all cancerous cells, it is dangerous that such scourge should go uncheck. The Sedition Act and the Penal Code isn’t the right vaccine.
These hooligans that lives amongst us do not tolerate nor practice any form of moderation whilst our Prime Minister talk incessantly about his 1Malaysia and took it one step further and said there must be acceptance. His slogan is mind boggling because the government and the party that he leads do not believe in it. In order for these political parties to survive, UMMO must be seen as the protector of Malay rights and MCA must be seen as the protector of Chinese rights and MIC must be seen as the protector of Indian rights. If the rakyat does not feel that they are oppressed because of their race, UMMO, MCA and MIC would not be relevant. Hence certain leaders are quick to provoke racial sentiment as it is their survival at stake.
I am not too bothered about politics until people like Hishamuddin comes out singing to the tune of the hooligans. I am not too bothered about politics until Teoh Beng Hock died mercilessly whilst in custody of MACC. I am not too bothered about politics until Khir Toyo talked about the cow as a stupid animal. I have as much right to speak as any Malaysian would, we demand to live in peace and we demand to live in an environment where our children do not grow up hating one another. We all deserve a better Malaysia! The final cry is this and it ought to be the loudest and the title says it all.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
So, my dear bridezilla and I went to the Melium outlet over the weekend where she uh hum.. bought sthing.. sthing perhaps slightly over the budget..but hey, we analysed and thought it justified buying coz it's selling at almost 70% off! A bargain, really. :-P Just don't tell bridezilla's hubby or he might just turn into godzilla. haha..
So, returning to bags. Seems like everyone around me has got a nice bag. Nice would mean with an angmo/Italian (preferably) name. Price is secondary, you can't put a price tag on things u find beautiful, can you. :-)
Thus, dear bridezilla, RM5,980 on a gorgeous Gcci bag is soooo worth it k, you have my support 100%! Devil...devil.... muahahhaa..
Thursday, June 25, 2009
BUt i got tics to watch Transformers this weekend! I was so kiasu i actually went and queued at GSC Times Square after i found out that the website was as good as crashed. And i didnt even get very good seats...hahaha..but hey...kiasuism can only get one so far...i'm NOT like, suppperrrr kiasssuuuuu okay.
Anyway, to round this up....Whats Transformers without the hot chick right...
Monday, June 8, 2009
Denise's musings: Didn't he ever watched American Pie 1, 2, 3? ;-P Who knew pies are life-savers!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
And well, tats all the pics, coz well, the omelette turned out looking fugly. I tried turning it but then i guess, it was too heavy coz the ingredients were more than the egg? and it just decided to 'scrambled' itself.
Now, don't say tsk-tsk to my cooking effort...coz who can say they can make fusion omelette and scrambled eggs?! U think is easy to stoop that low on a cooking level? U try it and let me know...
P.S-there's sthing wrong with the sequence of cooking here..Just realised i could do magic where sliced sausages and crabsticks can turned whole again! LOL.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Anyway, these were taken during wedding dinner of frens in Equatorial Hotel sometime back.. I look so matronly compared with the other girls.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
1) I'm super duper pauper broke this month. My new washer and car servicing and condo's maintenance charges had really done me in. The few birthdays and farewell gatherings definitely helped too. Helped towards my road to bankruptcy.
2) I thot this is really funny : I had a dream of CY having an affair with ...the thick lips herself! Ms. Angelina Jolie!! Bradcy is the new Bradpitt?
3) I found out I'm a better typist than the office clerk, whose job scope is 80% typing.
4) I'm so fat I imagine the scale to be an evil mental torture instrument. But then again, who loves their scales?
5) The shopaholic movie reminds me of my Bridezilla fren Annie.
6) There's a McDonald's hocus pocus going on! Don't get duped by it! When a deal sounds too good to be true, most times it probably is.
7) I'm gonna plant my size 6 feet on Indonesian soil for the very first time on Labour day. Wonder if i'll see Tobassie. Oh you know, Nessie from Lake Toba...
8) My favourites on this season's American Idol are Adam and Kris and Allison. Scott is too goody goody, Anoop is too puppy-eyed, Matt is too Michael Bubble-ish, Lil is too run of the mill, Danny is too kelian (he lost his granddad lately) and Megan is just, well...too gorgeous! Oozes sexual appeal, tat girl. Tonite at 9.45 i'll be glued to the idiot box like a true blue idiot that i allow myself to be. :-D
9) Credit cards late interest calculation has been revised since last year. If there's any amount outstanding, you don't get to enjoy the 21 days interest free period on new purchases! Take note of this, coz I was flabbergasted when I saw they charged me 12.98 for outstanding amount of 80!
10) I'm taking next Friday off, JUST to go sing karaoke with my sis. Jealous? Hahhahaa...Its ok, don be jealous, i'll make sure i sing your favourite karaoke session song too, email me your favs.. wahhahaha...
Sunday, March 29, 2009
We had gathered at La Bodega @ Pavillion for Hoi's belated bday last Wednesday. Pavillion has become some sort of our bdays/dinners go to place. Its central for everyone and everyone can pretend to have some sort of class to tell colleagues that oh, you're goin home already? I'm only just gonna hang out with my frens in Pavillion. Well, for me kampung girl, its as high class as it can be! Haha. You can take a girl outta a kampung, you cant take the kampung outta a girl. Kampung and proud of it! :-)
Clem is gonna head back to Sibu in May, how sad for us all, coz then we wouldn't able to listen to his stories which always start with the phrase "c*b#i".
This was my order, Saffron Angel Hair bla bla...it wasnt smashing but already the best pasta dish among all...the others were really quite normal and bland... Desserts were nothing to shout about also, the Mango sthing sthing was the best of the lot, Choc Mousse bla bla and Almond bla bla were just that..Blah... For food and drinks for 9 of us were about 450. We've had better.....
Monday, March 23, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
There were times when i was doing things and it would occur to me that dang, i'd love to put all these thoughts into writing now, too bad i cant blog bout this or that or the latest dirty joke that i heard. (wait for the next post on tat.hehe.)
So, here i am, able to blog again thanks to CY's generosity in lending me his lappie and depriving himself of the chance to get some guuterpostie (typo intended).
I finally moved out from (dare I say it, beloved) Miharja a few months back. For friends who have been to my ex-pad before would know how 'bad' the place was. But i've always thought it was ok. Except when the 'floaties' came and made everything 'brown'. Remember the taugeh story? Yep yep. So the place had a lot of flaws. But, it was also a home away from home for a very very long time. For bout 9 years, to be exact. Yea, nearly a decade. Mind-blowing really for those unaccustomed to the idea of living in the slums. Hahahahaa...
Anyway, I've always popped in to the neighbourhood once in a while, to check the mailbox, to drop off laundry at the laundromat, get some fruit rojak(still favourite so far).
But I didnt expect to see this on thestar online one day:-
They demolished the neighbourhood mamak! Operating without license or whatever reason the authorities use when they couldnt get enuf kopi lui. A bit sad bout tat. :-( That was the mamak that saw me through my growing up years. When i just came to KL, sharing a room with 3 other girls, starting college, experiencing city life, getting all giggly and ditzy when our then ok looking (the most handsome guy we've seen at tat time) hsemate spent 2 minutes talking to us on the way to the bathroom, starting new friendships, starting relationships, starting to go to Dome and Starbucks 4 times a week pretending to be cool, saying goodbyes to roommates and saying hello to new hsemates(loads and loads), passing exams, ending relationships, starting working life....sigh...really who can forget the famous flash floods that one fateful day caused Yshin's car to go for an overhaul or the time that (scuse my french) bitch told me my man was also apparently hers. Happy times, sad times. Good times, great times. Idle times, heart-breaking times, honest-to-goodness-awesome times. All those happen to me, in that crappy but oh so familiar neighbourhood.
So when my bro in law said my new hse is like heaven compared to my old one, I couldn't help being a little defensive towards that taman in cheras i've called home for 9 (9!) years!
Therefore, when i saw this pic, can you really blame me for feeling tat tiny bit of a tug in my heart??
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
But before that, do fry some telur dadar to go along with the meal and voila its complete!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarrassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you — the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose."
- excerpt from Le Petit Prince - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Always remember that you are loved, for you are someone's rose.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
I havent posted a single blog entry for the month of January! Now, if tat doesnt call for a punishment, I donno what will. (ok, perhaps never remembering your birthdays and relying on facebook to give reminders for coming birthdays and office blocking facebook and never receive reminders and thus, never wishes you happy birthdays is also quite bad). So I'm gonna punish myself by ......mmmm, not having the last of the cny pineapple tarts today...i'll wait till tomorrow..:-)
In the meantime, here are the reasons i've been so sidetracked lately...
As you know, i've been hanging out with some friends in Cameron Highlands...
Tried my hands in selling jagung by the roadside.."Cheap cheap corn...buy jagung free lenglui!". The best marketing strategy that I could think of...but still no business though...wonder why really...hahah.
Then at the Crocodile Farm,
So yeah, that's a bit of my past activities lately...not to mention balik kampung for cny and also doing up my new abode.