Magically fantastic...

July is almost here! Harry Potter's new movie and new book, both in the same month?? *gasp* mega orgasmic spasm!! Can life get any better than this??

Hot bitch in the house!

*Warning – This entry was written under some drug influence*

Yes, I’m down with a cold. Nose tersumbat, sore throat, cough, major headache dan lain-lain yang sewaktu dengannya. It’s been a looong time since I caught a bad cold. Not forgetting I’m still suffering from PMS. Take all that in and hence the title!

Anyway here's a short run of what went on yesterday.

During lunch, a group of people mingled around the PA’s desk who was drafting an email.

Put how much she has slimmed down after giving birth…

Put responsibility comes in package with bald hair….

Letak murah hati lagi budiman lagi rupawan….

Don’t forget to add p/s Sam, no comment please (Sam is a staff who likes to point out errors in the emails)

Include the theme ala arab/Indian or something like that….

Tell them that drink is self provided…

No, no, put drink is complimentary from Paipsi…

Tell them there is no need for long queues….just tunggu….

Later when the email came…

Dear all,

Please be informed that tomorrow's lunch will be provided by two contributors who wish to remain anonymous. The Nasi Beriani will be send to you roughly around 12 noon. On behalf of all, I would like to thank our generous contributors.

Regards,
XXX

Eh?? What happened to all the suggestions??? Hampeh betul…buang maso jo!

Make over!

Years ago when we first moved in to our home, we won the Casa Impian makeover contest. The team took 12 hours to do up the living room and just 10 minutes to shoot our short appreciation note…my few minutes of fame…hampeh!

Was I satisfied? Guess so…after all, beggers can’t be choosers right? We were only allowed to set the theme and the rest in Eric Leong we trusted and wallaa…the result!

But soon after, I got agitated, I felt hot, I felt restless (could be because of the orange colour!) and started to move things here and there, nothing major, just minor adjustment and boy, don’t I just love it! Thus my love affair with interior design started. You know how some people will eat or sleep or shop or do laundry or do ironing or go for movie marathons whenever they face a problem, get bored or their lives is on a major paradigm shift. Well mine is to redecorate the living room every 2 weeks. No joke!

So now it has been nearly 3 weeks since I last moved my candles collection. I can feel the time is up again! But this time around I decided that the room calls for……a brand new makeover!!

First things first. I don’t want bold colours anymore. Apa kelas! I want a soft, classy, homey colour like white, beige with tinge of yellowish….

I want to change the sofa too but it has to be something that will cause me lesser 3rd degree burn on my purse. I can also hear the curtain merengek mintak ditukar which will be another atomic bomb attack to my purse.

Mana nak cari duit ni…..nak kena menyundal? Hmmm….time to get out the garter belt and start pole dancing for my dearest.

I wonder if I dare to go for all white living room? Too risky? You reckon?

p/s I am so in my PMSing mood today. Nothing feels right (my work), I don't feel like going anywhere today (another b'day thingy tonite), my dearest didn't get lucky last nite (sorry dear), a blogger tried to teach me proper english (sorry dude, bad timing), I don't feel like cooking tonite (thank god for leftovers) and I don't feel like talking (tried but failed miserably. tongue has a mind of its own, suka je nak menyampuk conversation orang lain...dumbtongue!)....solution? Tidurlah!

A story once heard ....

Alo boss, lu mau tengok VCD panas tak?

Cerita apa?

Cerita best. Manyak baru oo! Baru keluar punya.

Betul ke best?

Lu cuba tengok dululah. Hot story you know!

Oklah.

Balik rumah and pasang and what came on next???

….The Lion King!

Pundek punya apek!!

What I saw - shoes fetish

A Filipina woman carrying 5 shopping bags devoted to only shoes! 5 hokay!!! Each bags must have a least 3 boxes?? I think its a national disease. Imelda Marcos may have brought it to world attention but, I believe, it's obviously a form of genetic disorder. Come to think of it, every Filipina I know gravitates toward the nearest shoe store within seconds of entering any shopping centre anywhere in the world.

Amazing!!! I wonder how many shoes cabinet she has at home?

But the one million dollar question is...Can't a girl have too many shoes??

But of course....*wink*

Gimme work already!!!

.. Sigh…..life has been rather mundane and unglamorous for the past week. Early Monday morning, as I signed off my letter, I glanced over at the in-tray and it was empty! And it was like that this whole week which is very unusual. Being a speed reader, I’m naturally fast in completing work so when there is no work to be done, I started to fidget and get restless. I’ve re-read my letters, re-access my cases, volunteering to help other colleagues and even calling up the mail room to see if they got problem delivering mails! But no such luck, there was simply nothing for me.

I must have gone to the toilet thousand of times, splashed my face with water, took my own sweet time peeing and u’uking, (btw, I dunno how people can sleep in the toilet! Where to put the hands, the head and the legs??)…eiii mak sungguh bosan!!

After yawning for the gazillion times, I’ve decided to take half day yesterday and again today doing absolutely nothing but be a couch potato and watching DVDs after that. How sad is that?? Want to scold people also cannot!!

To add salt to wound, a girlfriend of mine called all the way from Scotland just to tell me that she's going down to London for the weekend...eii nak buat orang jealouslah tu!!

So my dear readers, was I lucky or unlucky?? You tell me!

More on the foodtarian!

During my dad’s birthday party~

Mak lang, mak lang…sedap tak macoroni goreng tu?

Sedap sangat, makanlah.

Abah tak bagi.

Ngape?

Tadi dah makan mee 2 pinggan.

Rasalah satu sudu..

She glanced at her father who happened to be looking at her and she quickly said no.

10 minutes later, I saw crazy sister Tish quietly feeding her a plateful of the macaroni covering it by putting a large book infront of her.

Half an hour passed, I saw mum pulak passing her kuihs under the table!

Aiyoooo, how to kurus like this!

Foodtarian!

Mak Lang, mak lang…mila baru belajar lagu baru. Mak lang nak dengar tak?

Ok.

’Jalan-jalan, cari makan.....”

Ish, itukan cerita kat TV.

Yelah, tu favourite song mila..

Haish, budak ni..

Mak lang, mak lang...mak lang nak main game tak?

Game ape?

Game ‘I spy with my own eyes…’

Hmm…ok

I spy with my own eyes something that starts with the letter K. Ha! Apa die?

*looking around me*..Kaca mata?

Nope

Kangaroo? (there was a kangaroo doll)

Nope

VCD King Kong? Karipap? Key chain? Krayon?

Nope, nope, nope

Abis tu ape?

KFC! Jom pergi?

Conversation between me and my 40 pounds ‘larger than average’ 3 years old niece who clearly have food on her mind all the time!

p/s unrelated story-she came back from her first day of kiddy excitedly telling my mum that she can spelt 'kucing' and my mum eagerly urged her to demonstrate. Proudly she began...........C.A.T = kucing!

duh!

Gracefully..painful!

Me: Hello Nyah! Why do you eat your burger with fork and spoon. Don’t go weird on me. Buat malu je…

Soft man: That’s because mak is naturally elegant and have good table manners which you don’t…

Me: Hek e’leh! Who says I don’t! Watch this and learn babeh….(*temper rising*)

Confidently, I started scooping spoonfuls of ice and dumping it into his glass of milo ice.

Man, was I graceful…..

Me: See, don’t play play with me. I can be polished when I want to…

Ladidadida.....feeling secure, I starting scooping faster and faster, displaying my expertise in scooping ice, when suddenly…

A whole spoonful of ice fell onto his plate of fries…..

Soft man: WTH! (*glaring at me*)

Me: Err..Ooops?..ehehehe..Sorry?..ehehehe...here, have my pizza. Eat while it’s still hot. Shit happens you know!

I hurriedly picked up a slice of pizza and shoved it on his plate before he complains further.
But….

The pizza fell on the table…

WTF! Just my luck…..

RSVP

Me: Are you going to the birthday party tomorrow?

She: Nope. Got things to do.

Me: Me too but I feel guilty! *frowning*

She: Why?

Me: They came to mine earlier this year. *downer*

She: And you just went to one of their kids party few months back. Ok what!

Me: Oh yes, I forgot! Hey, thanks mate. *perking up*

That’s the downside of having too many children thus too many birthday parties thus not too special anymore! And that reminded me of why I only want a pair!

Health alert!

My most friendly point of reference at work has decided to tender in her resignation to become a full time mom. I’m sad but also happy for her at the same time. I told her superior if it was possible that her replacement be someone happening, young, preferably a handsome single male (What? Everybody need to ‘cuci mata’ too in the office! Motivation meh!). Actually I wouldn’t say no to a ‘soft’ man too (What? I like them! We can talk fashion and they normally know gossips better than a ‘normal’ person. Plus they tend to be honest!) and she gave me a weird stare (What? Its just a simple request). But I can bet on my ‘Petaling Street’ Coach purse that finding characters like the above (lelaki lembut) in my organization is like finding a fish that can cycle.

*Somber mode on*

My auntie just had her breast removed to contain her cancerous cells. I was truly surprised and petrified when I first heard of it. Mak takut hokay! All this while I honestly thought that our family was immune to the disease having no history of cancer in the family but I was wrong! How foolish of me!

I had 'the twins' checked by a doctor last year so I guess I’m not due for at least another 2 years. But with this recent news, I remembered that there was a lump in my armpit years ago which the doctor said it was just clogged up sweat gland. I read somewhere that it can also be an early sign of cancer! Kan? Bloody hell, I can feel myself perspiring nervously in that region. Shit double shit! Now every twinge every tweak feels like a death trap : (

Tell me, was it small breasted or big breasted women that are prone to breast cancer? If that’s true then are well endowed men prone to testicular cancer?

Do men get breast cancer? Some men have far bigger bazonkers than us ladies right? Whatever it is, just be wary as it can happen to anyone at any age. Can a certain diet prevent it? I was reading about osteoporosis the other day and it just clicked me that brittle bones was not a serious problem for Malay women 50 years ago…why? MAYBE because women those days were so engrossed with Sirih and in the concoction was a heavy dose of Lime (Kapur) which is calcium..hmmm… think about it! Traditional vs Modern remedies?

Japanese teacher in the house!

Seeing that Japan seems to be one of the favourite places for my organization to send staffs for courses/seminars, upon request from some of them, I’ve decided to share some simple phrases/tips which may be of help to any of us. Heck, even the tourist Japanese in Malaysia grappled with their Engrish requiring assistance from us at one point of time so it will be good to at least know few simple idioms.

Basic phrases

Thank you – Arigato

Thank you very much - Arigato gozaimasu
Hello – Konnichiwa

Good bye – Sayonara
How are you? – O-Genki?

Sorry – Gome nasai
Good morning – Ohayo

Good evening – Kom ban wa
I don’t understand – Wa kari masen

I understand – Wa kari masu
Yes – Hai

No – pronounced as E’ yek
How much – Ikura desuka?

This is delicious – Uma’ae ne
See you again – Ja matta

Nice – Ee ne
WOW! – SUGOI!

You’re beautiful – Ana ta wa kirei desu ne
I love you – I shita ryu

Stupid! – Bagaero!
No problemo – Daijobu

Hello (Telephone) – Moshi Moshi
Tunggu sat – Chotto Matte Kudasai

Be careful – Kio skatte kudasai
Good night (only for bidding good night) – Oyasu minasai
What’s your name? – O’nama-e wa nan desuka?
My name is – Wata shi wa (your name) desu
Hotel – Hoteru

Foreigner- Gaijin i.e. Alien
Toilet – Otearai
Train – Densha

Some tips

1. If you have to speak in BM, never say mangkuk (means vagina) or cincin (means penis) out loud. U may smile when thay say ‘Sempuki’ (Ceiling Fan)

2. Never swear to an old Japanese man in Malay, they might just retort with Haaa…Fotong Kapara Mau Ka!!! He might be the bloke who took your grandad’s beloved Raleigh bicycle in Kota Bahru and brought it all the way to Singapore way back in 1941.

3. Don’t bother waking up at dawn anticipating for the sunrise…. It’s the same everywhere even if they are proud to be labeled ‘The land of the rising sun’

4. If you are eating anything soupy, it is good manners to slurp noisily

5. If you happen to use a Japanese toilet, squat facing the dome i.e. Sydney Opera House. Allow me to borrow the following snippet from Lonely Planet : Japan...

"In Japan you will come across both Western style toilets and Asian squat toilets. When you are compelled to squat, the correct position is facing the hood, away from the door. This is the opposite to squat toilets in most other places in Asia. Make sure the contents of your pockets don't spill out. Toilet paper isn't always provided so carry tissues with you."


6. If u are treated to a sushi/ sashimi and beer lunch, make sure u brush your teeth after lunch (A common practice in Japan) as your breath WILL smell like Broccoli and Beans infused fart… now that’s what I call talking shit!

7. Taxi is expensive so avoid at all cost unless you are prepared to swipe your credit card (yup, cabbie accepts cards) and learn the hard way hw much it costs

8. Practice bowing (No eye contact please, only Samurai bow looking up due to lack of trust for the other guy…U donna watch outa, I choppa yor head ). You can shake hands but imagine shaking 1000 pair of hands! Might as well bow once to the crowd and get it over with. That’s why politicians in Japan are still active in their 90’s…. they don’t have to shake hands. Why do we have to kow-tow to politicians in the first place?? We are the ones who put them where they are… they should kow-tow to us-lah maaa

9. Get a good tourist map as sometimes it is nicer/ easier/ closer to explore on foot. Its one of the safest places to go… at any hour of the day.

10. Don’t be surprised if u see practically new TV’s Hi-Fi, electrical gadgets even motorbikes left by the roadside with boxes and all with a note that says ‘Gomi’ which means trash. Its free for the taking because they could afford an upgrade one but can’t afford to store space in their homes. The accommodations are really tiny.

11. Check out the vending machines, which sell from everything under the sun from drinks to magazines to toiletries even pornos….anything but the kitchen sink…but then again….

12. Japanese don’t bargain …. Shopkeepers don’t know how to react to the technique of your average bargain hunting Mak Temah from the Pasar Minggu . It’s like trying to ask for a 20% discount at McDonalds in Bangsar…. You’ll be looked upon like an Incompetent Nincompoop Redneck from the outback.

13. For techies and Mr Gadgets, ‘Akihabara’ would spell heaven to them. What u see as being the latest gizmos today in KL is piled up at the bargain corner…dirt cheap!

14. By normal standards majority of things is expensive in Japan but I would say for the cheapest shopping by Japanese standards, it would have to be at ‘Bakarucho Yokoyama’. It’s a wholesale area for Japanese souvenirs but look for non-wholesale shop.

15. If you happen to be in ‘Shinjuku’ which is one of the happening areas of Tokyo, avoid eye contact with men with really short hair (No 1 crew cut) with tattoos and dress smart to avoid any animosity. They are the Yakuza, the Japanese mafia!

16. For flea markets, you can pay a visit to Shibuya

17. For night life – Roponggi

18. For high end shopping, its Ginza the equivalent to Rodeo Drive

19. Try at least once the cheapest food in Tokyo ‘Soba’ from the Soba stand scattered all over. Everybody eats standing up..rush..rush..rush. U can tell the regular patrons because they have grey teeth. Due to the slurping of piping hot soup…amazing. Tip: Check out the ones with a queue Soba Stand at Gotanda Station (Yamanote Line). Tempura and Okonomiyaki is also a must.

20. Wait for weekends…. Most probably they’d be some kind of Shinto festival somewhere in the streets of Tokyo itself. A must, Akihabara, Asakusa, Shibuya, Shinjuku, Ropponggi, Ginza, Yokohama and Chiyoda-ku

21. Get on the subway during rush-hour….its Hell but what an experience! They even employ subways staff to push & squeeze people in to a pulp. Nobody complaints like in Malaysia or cries like in the Nazi gas chambers. If treated as such in Malaysia I’m sure I’d hear a common ‘Hoi apa tolak-tolak! Kepala Hotak Bapak Kau!!

Gambarimasu !!

*thanks to my dearest who helped me with the above.

Writer's block?

Btw, did I mention that my article was picked by my organization’s quarterly magazine for the 2nd time! This time it was upgraded to page 7 from page 28 previously. Exciting but intimidating at the same time. I wonder if I should make it a habit to continue contributing.

*Self promoting mode is on*

Sepandai tupai melompat...

A thief broke into our next door neighbour’s house yesterday. Luckily the security guard noticed this suspicious character hiding ‘under’ the car and started shouting at him. What was one doing under a car at 3 in the morning??? Obviously thieves are not blessed with an abundant IQ, he might have gotten away if only he’d thought of something else like gardening or even pretending to be a 5’5” Leprechaun…anyway, after all the commotion, our neighbour came out and what happened next made me wished that I was there. WWF was live in my neighborhood! It would definitely be an honour to personally help him pummeled the daylight out of the fool. It will be a great practice to actually beat on a real life punching bag!

Anyway the Police came, apprehended the pulp or rather a swollen faced Myanmar guy and his accomplice. It turned out that the previous 3 break-ins were also by the buffoons. I know the Burmese walk around in a sarong all the time, if he had brain and wore one last night… he might just got away from the guard who would think he’s the owner of the house. Dumb ass!

All these happened while I was sleeping! Sleeping! If there was an atomic bomb….I might have woken up…

Can you believe it? Me who is a very light sleeper actually slept through the whole thing. My neighbour just had a baby and whenever she woke up to feed the baby, I will be awaken along with her that it’s like having a newborn in the house all over again. And that is how easily I can be awakened!

But somehow, yesterday I actually had a nice dreamless night contrary to what when on next door.

What baffled me though was why did the idiot chose the house next door and not ours (thank godlah) since being at the end, he can easily hide in our garden. When we first moved in, we did the usual ritual of ‘pagar rumah’! So does this mean it actually worked??

Anyway, last night, our stretch of road had taken the initiative to start ‘rukun tetangga’. After all, the guard can only be one place at one time. This new ‘Taman’ is still being developed which sees us encountering strangers at every turn so our own precaution is necessary.

Does this mean I have to learn to make a very strong mean taste hot coffee? HELP!

Perak Ladies Club Charity Dinner 2007

With the theme as ‘Classic’, the night promises fun simple glamour. The attendees worthy of Tattler mags drabbed in their glittering diamonds lending their hands in the name of charity. With Adibah Noor, Pak Ngah and the gang, The OTD Band assisted to provide entertainment for the night which ended with the customary ‘must have’ dance of Poco-poco.

2 ladies stole the night!

One was a very young 9 year old girl but with a big voice eerily like Jacqueline Victor and the second, a not so old new bride of what was for years the most eligible bachelor of Malaysia if not Asia (No…Not Pak Lah!)

Mum being her usual elegant self, welcomed The Regent of Perak whose new bride stole the show. Raja Puan Besar Perak is not so Besar. She was exquisite, tall, slim and exotically beautiful! Needless to say that she was the main centre of attraction even though bevy of beauties was on hand at the dinner.

Mum & the prince!





We all wasted our whole day doing up our hair, makeup, last minute alteration to the dress, when in actual fact all men’ eyes were on her only!

Something funny happened though. I congratulated her for her recent marriage and smiling she said something that sounded like ‘Cheeeh’! The whole night we were trying to decipher her meaning…was it thank you in a foreign language, was it short for ‘Chewah’ or was it something else altogether?? Hours later, we concluded that it was either ‘Toh Cheh’ i.e. thank you in Chinese thinking I was one…. thus the minahsepet trademark or I was probably short of hearing that she actually said ‘Terima Kasih’ and I only caught the end of it…damn! I better set appointment with my ENT doctor.

Anyway, food was scrumptious! I got my extra bulging 3 inches thicker love handles to prove it…double damn!

Sadly, for few years to come, this would be our last formal event with the crazy sister, El since she’s leaving us in early July. The family came in full force to take the opportunity to pre-celebrate her upcoming independence. Crikey! Anything you do……stay away from the stingrays ok!! It was also my parents' anniversary.

(Picture: managed to snap only 2 crazy sisters with cousin. Crazy sis, Pink was flirting with other boys, as usual)

But all was not lost as the charity dinner achieved its target to help the poor villagers of Parit Buntar, Perak.

Little mermaid

My fearless water baby!

d’amour

There was just too many activities on the island that we didn’t really get to spend quality time alone except during the ‘obvious’ sessions. So we opted to celebrate our anniversary at a quaint little Thai Café in Kuantan. The place looks romantic from the outside but once inside, bingit bangat seperti dalam pasar malam but the hell with it. We arrived Kuantan around 7pm and by the time we checked in and dumped our bag and arranged for a friend to take care of cheeky bom bom in the hotel, we were tired out and hungry to the max! Any romantic dinner plan went down the drain the moment we smelt the wafting aromas of tom yams.

Growling tummy rules the day!

But I guess at the end of the day, it matter not what we were doing, as long as we do it together. Plus the loving, tender meaningful words exchanged during the trip and after, were well worth whatever passionate rendezvous that we might have missed!

To my dearest, happy anniversary!

Tips for a Perhentian Holiday!

1. Book your holiday via internet (a surcharge of only RM10 will be imposed). But mind you, the rates can go as low as RM30. Just specify your budget to the agent and he will arrange everything for you including boating arrangements and any excursion that you might want to take! Don’t be too stingy, these guys do not charge high in the first place plus they need to make a living too, knowing that during monsoon nothing happens there


2. For most chalets, the electric runs only from 7pm to 9am since we are expected to be out of the bloody hot chalets to enjoy what the island has to offer. So for those city dwellers lazy bummers who cannot afford mild sun stroke or if you have babies or very delicate 'puteri lilin', you guys better opt for the slightly more expensive resort that offers 24 hours electricity with air-cond to boot!

3. The beaches in front of those expensive resorts are good enough to snorkel. In fact, if you pay to go on the snorkeling excursions, these will be some of the locations. In conclusion, you may need to pay extra to stay there but you don’t have to pay extra for excursions…kinda like chicken and egg situation! However, there will be some spots that you will miss unless you choose to go hiking on your own to those spots which are namely the turtle, shark and fresh water points.


4. Bring a hammock! Bring a book! Bring simple games!
Eg. Cards, Uno, Jenga or my favourite game of all time…scrabble!

5. If you would like to go for deep fishing or ‘candat sotong’, common quoted prices would be around RM300 to RM450 per boat! Fear not! You can go around and ask the fishermen if you can join them and they will gladly welcome you aboard for a mere of RM150 per trip (5 of us went so it was just RM30 each! Bloody cheap!) but don’t expect super hospitality service lah… no food provided, no cushy seats, infact you’re expected to help out with the chores on board.

6. If you do catch some, its pretty cheap to rent out the Resort’s BBQ, so you just pay for the drinks

7. What to wear??? Sunglasses, a hat, simple, light, easy to dry, recyclable clothes, a beach towel and flip flops (rubber not canvas) and anything that doesn’t trap sand. It can be quite aaaargh! Sand everywhere….

8. Food is cheap at Abdul’s Chalet i.e. RM5-7 for B’fast, RM10-20 for Lunch or Dinner, RM15 for barbeque.

Water is essential, it’s amazing how much water u need. We brought in 10 litres of Diamond Water…..it helps for a big family

9. Insect repellent, moisturizers, good conditioner and max SPF sun-block (preferably 65)

10. Try to be as environmentally friendly as possible, use less linen, less chemicals and avoid plastic packaging….. the rubbish must go somewhere right….might as well be biodegradable cause I don’t believe they will compile all the rubbish to be boated back to mainland 30 minutes away…after all, we just celebrated ‘World Environment Day’!

11. Be nice to locals, mat sallehs are nice to locals, we should be naturally nicer

Would I go again? Yes definitely. Why?

For those who were brought up in JB in the 70’s would remember swimming and enjoying picnics at Lido Beach. Today dipping yourself there with its extremely toxic waters would mutate one into a sea creature of some sort or the very least ED (erectile dysfunction). My point is since my trip coincides with Environmental Day, not many Malaysians are environmentally conscious. Before we loose the Paradise….. experience it, love it, preserve it. A good caption taken from Patek Phillipe, you don’t own it, you’re just borrowing it from your future.

How many of you out there recycle? Or even try? Shame on us…..

Anyway, do go! Go on and take a break!

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Note: Talking about break, what's with Paris Hilton trading a 12-by-8-foot cell for her 2,700-square-foot Hollywood Hills home for home confinement after only three days behind bars?

The legal system in america is so out of whack that i am suprised the sheriff did not serve her time for her. The rich and powerful, once they are placed in jail, should stay there, too. Shows how money can talks. So much for equal justice!

All things considered, Hilton is more likely to die from alcohol poisoning or overdose at home than from suicide in prison.

Wish you were here!

I’m back from holiday!!! Oh no you say…. Not holiday pictures again? But wait! Just look at the pictures and don't you just wish....

8 hours of grueling road trip, by car from KL to Kuala Besut, subuh break, morning breakfast at the famous Hai Peng Kopitiam in Kemamang, through a road celebration of the Agong’s birthday who happen to be from Terengganu , hit by unforeseen events such as last minute work commitment that needed quick solving, car breaking down, detour to clinic due to a sick passenger, another 2 hours wait for the chartered speed boat and then 30 more minutes by speed boat (the ride was a little scary. just a little lah), just to get oneself to an idyllic island. A lesser patient person would probably give up but not us….. 630 minutes is nothing for a trip to Paradise…bloody worth every minute!!

With swaying coconut trees, gorgeous azure with a tinge of teal coloured waters, soft corals visible 20 feet under the boat and powdery white sand, the promise of something wonderful awaits us…..

Life can't get any better than this. How I wish those carefree days of non-stop snorkeling, lazing in hammocks, bitching and taking photos could go on…..and on…and on…and on…

But sadly, all good things must come to an end!

Anyway, we saw among other things swordfish, turtles, black tip shark, Napoleon Head, Giant clam, squids, millions of colourful fishes, coastal pigeons and eagles, giant fruit bats devouring Buah Cikus in front of our Chalet, giant lizards i.e. Biawak, monkeys who looked like they’re wearing goggles and lots of bare chested bright pink skinned Caucasians. I also came across some really peculiar 'never seen before' animals. Very the scary mary one! Now, that's what I call a complete holiday!

Armed with our CROCS, we explored the island....by boat and on foot (habis CROCS!)

My most favourite part of the entire trip gotta be when we went for our ‘mencandat sotong’ excursion! I got to show off my strength to endure choppy waters unlike my dearest who was imitating Linda Blair famous ‘puking’ from The Exorcist for most part of journey!! Muahahahaha....it was great, I tell you!

Food was cheapo! I’ve never eaten so much in 3 days I tell you. I can go on a full seafoodtarian diet!!! Mak suka giler hokay! But will all the amount of food I ate, I only poo pooed once and even that was minuscule in size. I missed my home toilet!!!! My butt cannot recognize its home so it refuses to generate!!! Hoh, poor me...

Travelling home was the price for the trip I tell you. The arduous journey was so horrible. Frodo had a better trip bringing his stupid ring to Mordor. Between boat rides and car rides, my journey home started at 12noon and I reached Kuantan (our stopover) at 7pm! Can like that meh? How many hours is that?!? You do the math.

Ok now I have to rescue my sun/seawater damaged tresses with intensive damage control conditioner, shower and put on a hydrating face mask. Don't want to look all wrinkly like a newborn baby so early in life!

So tired and so tanned……

Anyway, I’ll just sign off with this…

Did we or did we not:
1. Skinny dip? i.e. enjoying the sea la natural
2. Sunbathing in the nude? i.e. dyeing the birthday suit
3. Had sex in the water? i.e. mermaid coitus
4. Had wild sex on the beach under the moonlight and twinkling stars? i.e. wild sex on the beach under the

moonlight and twinkling stars

Hehehe…ta!

Now what?

It’s always like that. Just when you want to go for a long break, that’s when you are given million of tasks to do…work work work….so many urgent things to do.

Boss: There is something fishy about Co. X. You may need to go in and check it out pronto.

Me: Can’t we do this next week? I’m off for my holiday tomorrow. *frown*

Boss: You may have to cancel.

Me: What?? I got people counting on me plus everything is paid for! I can’t cancel now.

Boss: Well, you just need to make some kind of arrangement. I want to see the result by Tuesday.

Me: Ok boss *in my mind-I want to strangle somebody*

Shit oh shit oh shit!

I so need a holiday. 15 hours to go and counting down.

Pussy cat....

Yeah, call me coward! I’ve taken off the pictures for 2 reasons only:

1) It attracted a miang person hence I have to moderate the comments henceforth
2) Too much at stake

p/s Al, you were right!