This was way back in Sunway College during my less cool days. Fitting in perfectly with the nerds, I often proved my worthiness to this club.
This instance was merely a few months when I joined the Australian Matriculation. These 2 Indian dudes in my class who looked like hommies always sat in front and often peppered the class with jokes.
One day, he wore a football jersey in yellow and green and I excitedly went up to him and said, "Wah! You're a fan of Kedah ah?" I still remember his look of bewilderment and his "Huh?!" which I responded by pointing to his shirt, saying proudly "Hijau kuning mah!" (colours of Kedah).
He looked ready to cry as his face contorted into an anguished torture, "THIS is an original Manchester United jersey!" he bellowed.
I never saw him wearing it again.
Monday, June 20, 2005
Friday, June 17, 2005
Ode to Mr. Rat
You've ran over our countertops, scurried up tricky metal rods to reach the bread we tied hoping it was out of your reach, climbed onto our dining table, eaten countless loafs of bread and my freshly baked cheesestick cookies.
At times we would manage to catch a glimpse of you. KS declared you were ang moh as you had brown hair instead of the expected black asian type.
I still remember the first time you announced your presence, with the barking of Ah Jin at the back as he snuffed you out behind the washing machine.
And now, my furry friend, you have been lured into the trap we bought for RM8, dangled a piece of your favourite food - bread. The first bait was my layer cake at first which I will not forgive KS for doing and you didn't appreciate. Anyway, as you baked in the sun, scrambling around, we all felt pity and KS wouldn't, no, COULDN'T look at you for he would surely have released you as he begged me to drive somewhere far away to set you free elsewhere.
As your limp body lies in some dumpster now, I hope you have somehow been able to express your tragedy to other potential Mr. Rats of House No.49 and discouraged them that WE MEAN BUSINESS.
At times we would manage to catch a glimpse of you. KS declared you were ang moh as you had brown hair instead of the expected black asian type.
I still remember the first time you announced your presence, with the barking of Ah Jin at the back as he snuffed you out behind the washing machine.
And now, my furry friend, you have been lured into the trap we bought for RM8, dangled a piece of your favourite food - bread. The first bait was my layer cake at first which I will not forgive KS for doing and you didn't appreciate. Anyway, as you baked in the sun, scrambling around, we all felt pity and KS wouldn't, no, COULDN'T look at you for he would surely have released you as he begged me to drive somewhere far away to set you free elsewhere.
As your limp body lies in some dumpster now, I hope you have somehow been able to express your tragedy to other potential Mr. Rats of House No.49 and discouraged them that WE MEAN BUSINESS.
My Forte
We bought some furniture from Ikea over the weekend and have them in boxes downstairs. I've been slowly fixing them up from the box and it excites me just to be able to fix them up in a jiffy.
I've always had an interest in fixing simple things up and always have fixed up tables and what not even though there are guys around. Stand aside boys, I'm having fun!
KS and I often joke that we have such diverse roles, I like to do the guys stuff around the house while he's more domesticated. Like last weekend, I had to clear away the dead rat we caught (oh yeah, I forgot to mention we caugth Mr. Rat at last! Just hoping that is the only Mr. Rat around) while he was ironing upstairs. So I'm the one who would want to hammer up new mirrors, fix a leaking pipe while he will cook and do the laundry. It feels strange but it works for us.
I've always had an interest in fixing simple things up and always have fixed up tables and what not even though there are guys around. Stand aside boys, I'm having fun!
KS and I often joke that we have such diverse roles, I like to do the guys stuff around the house while he's more domesticated. Like last weekend, I had to clear away the dead rat we caught (oh yeah, I forgot to mention we caugth Mr. Rat at last! Just hoping that is the only Mr. Rat around) while he was ironing upstairs. So I'm the one who would want to hammer up new mirrors, fix a leaking pipe while he will cook and do the laundry. It feels strange but it works for us.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Last (Wo)Man Standing
KS and my 3 colleages I currently have lunch with are all ill today. And my supplier is also on MC. So I'm bracing myself and wondering when it's gonna hit me. Murphy says it will hit just before I go Kuching next Friday.
Now, I really wouldn't mind a bout of purging because I did a terrible thing yesterday (and today), I weighed myself. I've been living in denial. No longer am I what I thought I was. The least painful, fastest and effective way is to be infected with some virus to flush it all out somehow. Where are those bugs?!
Now, I really wouldn't mind a bout of purging because I did a terrible thing yesterday (and today), I weighed myself. I've been living in denial. No longer am I what I thought I was. The least painful, fastest and effective way is to be infected with some virus to flush it all out somehow. Where are those bugs?!
Of Chocolate and Fishing
I discovered there is someone I know who wants to go fishing like me! Yay! So right now we're trying to find someone who has the fishing gear and the patience to teach us.
Having a massive headache now. I'd like to blame it on the following:
1. Woke up to check the clock which read 12:15 and gave me a fright when it was only 8am
2. Washed my hair and it's still wet so it's affecting my brains
Never mind that I guzzled down a chuck of my sis' chocolate laden brownie for breakfast. Nope, it's not the chocolate and I DON'T GET HEADACHES FROM EATING CHOCOLATE! I fervently pray that I don't coz otherwise I'd have to give up chocolate which is worse than having to exercise.
Having a massive headache now. I'd like to blame it on the following:
1. Woke up to check the clock which read 12:15 and gave me a fright when it was only 8am
2. Washed my hair and it's still wet so it's affecting my brains
Never mind that I guzzled down a chuck of my sis' chocolate laden brownie for breakfast. Nope, it's not the chocolate and I DON'T GET HEADACHES FROM EATING CHOCOLATE! I fervently pray that I don't coz otherwise I'd have to give up chocolate which is worse than having to exercise.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
MJ Acquittal
I was updated unknowingly about Michael Jackson's acquittal yesterday when I took a dip into the local online paper. Even though I haven't been following the case, it must be horrible for the world to take a fine tooth comb and go through your life. Hey, we all have things we want to hide. I love his songs and think he's a great artist, albeit weird with all his fancies for childhood.
The local radio station is now dedicating the whole hour to his songs. The DJ is reading what Malaysians are writing in about how they love him. It's as though he just died.
But I wonder if he will ever be able to bounce back, since he's always been troubled and unmotivated. He just might lose the will to live.
The local radio station is now dedicating the whole hour to his songs. The DJ is reading what Malaysians are writing in about how they love him. It's as though he just died.
But I wonder if he will ever be able to bounce back, since he's always been troubled and unmotivated. He just might lose the will to live.
Fishing
I don't know why but I've had the urge to go fishing lately, much to my husband's surprise and dismay since he has no interest whatsoever.
The thought of being able to fish for your meal and having it fresh seems to appeal to me. Also, I'd be able to quietly read a book while waiting for the bite. Of course, I certainly wouldn't know if I'd be able to sit in the shade while doing so, or will it be so hot that I'd simply want to rush to the nearest air cond room.
My colleague who goes fishing regularly tells me there are several places to do so in Klang. Her family of 2 girls would also fish and in between they'd be busy colouring books or having a picnic. She has mentioned of this place in PD which I think sounds pretty good, called B'Tish, sort of a hotel/resort/apartment where she went last weekend and her kids didn't have their fishing rods so they simply used a piece of branch with strings attached and voila! Big fish too! Apparently someone there caught a stingray and promptly bbq-ed it. Lovely.
Perhaps at this point I'm merely curious but it's something I'd want to do before I die, amongst my growing list.
The thought of being able to fish for your meal and having it fresh seems to appeal to me. Also, I'd be able to quietly read a book while waiting for the bite. Of course, I certainly wouldn't know if I'd be able to sit in the shade while doing so, or will it be so hot that I'd simply want to rush to the nearest air cond room.
My colleague who goes fishing regularly tells me there are several places to do so in Klang. Her family of 2 girls would also fish and in between they'd be busy colouring books or having a picnic. She has mentioned of this place in PD which I think sounds pretty good, called B'Tish, sort of a hotel/resort/apartment where she went last weekend and her kids didn't have their fishing rods so they simply used a piece of branch with strings attached and voila! Big fish too! Apparently someone there caught a stingray and promptly bbq-ed it. Lovely.
Perhaps at this point I'm merely curious but it's something I'd want to do before I die, amongst my growing list.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Batman Begins
"No handphones, cameras or any recording device allowed into the halls" barked the announcer at last night's special Batman Begins preview. There were well over a thousand people at Mid Valley and I was amongst the throng, squeezing into the crowd to queue for inspection before being allowed into the hall. Metal detectors were used, our bags pried open for careful scrutiny much to my embarrassment since I then discovered I had credit card slips crumpled and stuffed in various corners of my handbag.
Then after the ordeal of being checked, two guards marched up to the top of the cinema and stationed there for the entire time the movie, walking up and down the aisle to check if we were recording the movie. Wow! Talk about tight security!
Anyways, the movie was great. I enjoyed it since I didn't have any expectations. Christian Bale was quite good in his role and I liked Liam Neeson, Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman in theirs too. Then there is this kinda new actor called Cillian Murphy, pretty boy but which makes him look a little crazed.
However, upon asking KS what he thought of it, he said "Total waste of my time!". He had been following the development of this movie and had expected to more. Oh well, one man's meat...
Then after the ordeal of being checked, two guards marched up to the top of the cinema and stationed there for the entire time the movie, walking up and down the aisle to check if we were recording the movie. Wow! Talk about tight security!
Anyways, the movie was great. I enjoyed it since I didn't have any expectations. Christian Bale was quite good in his role and I liked Liam Neeson, Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman in theirs too. Then there is this kinda new actor called Cillian Murphy, pretty boy but which makes him look a little crazed.
However, upon asking KS what he thought of it, he said "Total waste of my time!". He had been following the development of this movie and had expected to more. Oh well, one man's meat...
Monday, June 13, 2005
Spotless!
Yesterday the two cleaning ladies came 15 mins before the appointed time at 9am and I was still in bed. The moment KS noticed they were there at the gate, I groaned and pulled myself off the bed and cleaned the pile of reading materials beside each side of the bed. Yup, I was experiencing cleaning-before-the-cleaning-lady-comes.
They gasped at my collection of dust and fallen hair which carpeted the rooms and I weakly defended it was "because of the neighbour who was still under renovation". They'd know the true story by next week coz not that much dust can accumulate if I had been cleaning. But hey, like KS says, if we could clean the house up once a week on our own, we wouldn't have hired them, would we?
So after a few bouts of clucking in disbelief "Very dusty ah...", I squirmed my way downstairs while they tackled upstairs. I say tackled meaning they really put full force in cleaning up the place in a jiffy. Voila! In mere two hours, they had swept, mopped, dusted, cleaned all bathrooms everywhere. Our feet loved the smooth surface without having to go to the bathroom to wash off the blackness every half hour.
I commented how lovely it was to go to bed without wending my way through the various pathways our reading materials had lined. Climbing onto the bed, I picked up the newspapers and promptly dropped it to my side of the bed. KS just shook his head and sighed.
They gasped at my collection of dust and fallen hair which carpeted the rooms and I weakly defended it was "because of the neighbour who was still under renovation". They'd know the true story by next week coz not that much dust can accumulate if I had been cleaning. But hey, like KS says, if we could clean the house up once a week on our own, we wouldn't have hired them, would we?
So after a few bouts of clucking in disbelief "Very dusty ah...", I squirmed my way downstairs while they tackled upstairs. I say tackled meaning they really put full force in cleaning up the place in a jiffy. Voila! In mere two hours, they had swept, mopped, dusted, cleaned all bathrooms everywhere. Our feet loved the smooth surface without having to go to the bathroom to wash off the blackness every half hour.
I commented how lovely it was to go to bed without wending my way through the various pathways our reading materials had lined. Climbing onto the bed, I picked up the newspapers and promptly dropped it to my side of the bed. KS just shook his head and sighed.
A Unique Wedding
On Saturday we attended KS's colleague's wedding at a very strange hour, from 5 to 7pm. It was held at the roof of a building, beside the pool and bar. A most unusual wedding, I must say but it was certainly different from any others that I've been to.
For once, I felt what I wore suited the occasion as I had on a spaghetti strap knee length dress which was cooling enough for the heat (although I still perspired until my seat was wet). The food was good too as I had been longing for roti jala for some time now. A fusion of spicy lobster, smoked fish aka sashimi style, spaghetti, fried koay teow, prawn salad, lamb slices...
The place was mulling with celebrities, if only I could point them out. The movers and shakers of the writing world on this side of the nation were also there, again, if only I knew who they were. Just loads of people but we mananged to find KS's colleagues to hang out with, which was pretty cool.
The bride looked really good, as she's quite hippy in her sense of dressing. Her hair was worn long with a gorgeous flower tucked behind her ear, perfectly matching her orange sequined dress and flowy skirt. Very bold.
Alas, I couldn't figure out which one the groom was until KS pointed out to me as the one standing beside her. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants and blended in with the hordes of people who wore the same. A simple man with few spoken words. What a perfect match!
All in all, it was a great wedding, something I won't forget in a long time.
For once, I felt what I wore suited the occasion as I had on a spaghetti strap knee length dress which was cooling enough for the heat (although I still perspired until my seat was wet). The food was good too as I had been longing for roti jala for some time now. A fusion of spicy lobster, smoked fish aka sashimi style, spaghetti, fried koay teow, prawn salad, lamb slices...
The place was mulling with celebrities, if only I could point them out. The movers and shakers of the writing world on this side of the nation were also there, again, if only I knew who they were. Just loads of people but we mananged to find KS's colleagues to hang out with, which was pretty cool.
The bride looked really good, as she's quite hippy in her sense of dressing. Her hair was worn long with a gorgeous flower tucked behind her ear, perfectly matching her orange sequined dress and flowy skirt. Very bold.
Alas, I couldn't figure out which one the groom was until KS pointed out to me as the one standing beside her. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants and blended in with the hordes of people who wore the same. A simple man with few spoken words. What a perfect match!
All in all, it was a great wedding, something I won't forget in a long time.
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