Ancient Photos

Discoball pixie just send me via msn this tremendously amazing picture of myself (hihi) during my slut trip to Pangkor Island recently. Aside from the macy gray-inspired hairstyle, which i was so not aware off during that time, i think this is just simply picture peerrfect!

note : Images above contain certain form of nudity. Maybe it's wise that you shouldn't watch it while at work. But then again, now would be a little bit too late, coz you're already looking at it. And since you're here, do you think i should buff up a bit? Maybe just an inch bigger on the chest? Maybe?

I have grown up (a bit)

I was going through my old hard disk early this morning and i found this hidden inside a folder that i have long forgotten. I guess it was written about three years back to be exact. And as i read what i have written, it just hits me that i've actually grown up. And i'm at the place in life where i can truly be myself. I'm not ordinary anymore. I'm actually living among extraordinary individuals. I'm one of them.

It's amazing how simple life seems when you actually sit down and think about it.

I'm the kind of person who would rather stay home and read a book than to go out and party my head off. I'm twenty four. I guess there must be some major fuck up with my life. Something is just not right up there. It scares me when i realized that i’ll eventually grow old to be this prim and proper old man, who never goes to work late, who brings his pack lunch with him everyday, and sits at the exact spot by the fountain having lunch alone. Argh...that's really sad and pathetic, with a capital P.

I don't want to be that old man. I need to change. Need to get out of my protective shell. Need to be free. Need to be able to do things without regretting every second of it. I got to live life to the fullest. Try all sort of things. Be the man i long to be. I need to go to jakarta.

Well, to some untrained eye, jakarta seems to be this third world country that's slowly, very slightly, growing and expending her wings. It seems to be a country where riots happens just like how you always gets a pimple after a booze night out. But to me, it's a paradise. A paradise of endless quest, waiting to be conquer. waiting to be won. A place where dreams come true.

I was alone in a foreign country. Nobody knows that i am nobody from the place where i come from. Nobody knows that i don't usually goes to starbucks for a chat, and that i loves going to the public library and smell the books on the shelves. Nobody will find out that to me, a daily routine would includes waking up, going to work, come back from work, watch some tele and sleep. And repeat the exact same routine the next day. Nobody knows i'm utterly, amazingly boring.

The only slack part of being in jakarta is that i miss my family dearly. I miss my boyfriend. I miss my friends. I even sometime miss being the boring me. But hey, something got to give. You can't possibly have everything. That's how life works. You give and in return you receive.


psst...i didn't remember liking to 'stay home and read a book than to go out and party my head off'. hihi.

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Something to fill the gap between loneliness

Oh by the way, his name is Max. And he's extremely grumpy. And he drives a grey volkswagen beetle. A very dirty volkswagen beetle.

Yummy!

It would be a shame if one come to shanghai and not try any of their local delicacies. Shanghainese food are generally different from the chinese food that we are all familiar with, the likes of kong pau chicken and kung fu noodle. Theirs are more rich with flavours, as a result of the witty usage of many herbs and spices. If korean have their kimichi and france have their escargots, shanghai is famous for their tastily weird cold dishes. Icy cold fried chicken tongue in sweet sauce, jelly fish salad and lotus stuffed with caramelized glutinous rice, are just a few that was served over dinner last night. On top of all this, there were also bowls of fish mouth soup, chicken joint stir fried, oil boiled beef, vege in peanut sauce and barbecue baby duck. Great food, nice atmosphere, fantastic view over looking the glittery oriental pearl tower and a much much better view of the man sitting across from me! Hihi...

He's a colleague of mine in shanghai. So NO. Cannot. It would be just to complicated. But still, he's kinda cute in a very boyish look. I like. I liKE!

dessert anyone?

Concrete trees

Back to the 'BIG' observation as i mentioned in the previous post, well besides that, i realized that architecture in shanghai have a rather peculiar behavior or style. Besides being all tall, talL and TALL, most of it sort of have a weird roof to it. Unlike most skyscraper that i have come across so far, which are normally square boxes-ish, those in shanghai have odd design for their roof top. Some are shape like a world cup trophy, some are curves like a roller coaster track while others range from mushroom head (hihi) to something out of the set of charlie and the chocolate factory. Truly a freak of nature in the architecture industry! Just like marilyn manson, minus the make up.

Anyway, the three days i've stayed in shanghai so far, was spend jaywalking around the many streets in shanghai; absorbing it's rich culture, diverse lifestyle and finding a logic to their very tasty fashion sense. It seems semi peekaboo leggings underneath pumpkin-inspired pants are a fashion must-have for the ladies in town. Personally, i don't think it's very flattering but then again, i think pink sandals and sequin-covered tie are so stylish, so don't let my opinion cloud your judgement. What do you think? Nice or just down right odd?

Maybe no la. Hmm.

S h a n g h a i

at the airport back home

Shanghai have proved to be a very lovely city. So far la. It's a bit chilly compare to the oven back home, but not cold enough to freeze your balls kinda cold, you know what i mean. The first impression i get while traveling to the hotel is that, everything and anything in shanghai is humongous! From it's architecturely superb skyscrapers, to the millions of billboards every way, it all screams big, biG, BIG! Even the roads and the drains are bigger here! It's simply amazing. And...

Err...i actually should get some rest now. Got a production meeting at ten in the morning with the stupid clients. I promise to post more pix tomorrow. I'll find time in between shopping and eating. I promise. Till then, it's good night from shanghai! Aww.

Hello boys!

Ahh. Shanghai. Another twelve more hours to go and i'll be jetting off to the city of endless steaming soup dumplings or ahem, xiao long bao, lawless bicycle riders, high end forgery goodies and mandarin-speaking single-eyelid chinese boys! Aww. I always do prefer buffet than a la carte, you know!

And in case you didn't hear from your next door neighbour yet, well, i got myself a mac book. A white one; white = pure, just like me. The virginal slut! Haha...jangan marah dong!

I'm so lucky to be me! Ahh.

What happen to me?!

I've been away for awhile now. And i know i should have posted something during this period even though it means using the public pc to do so but i'm just a tack lazy and a bit irritated at the fact that my beloved iBook died. It's sad la. Very tragic.

All in all, it haven't been a great week for me. But hopefully, i'll be back on track very soon with a new toy posting away my life. My so-called life.

A joyride to the airport

It's 7am on a wednesday morning, i'm down at the park for a jog with my ever trusted pallaz jazz unlimited collection shoe. Note to self: need to get a new pair of jogging shoe. Wonder if jimmy choo came up with any sport range? Hmm. Anyway, yesterday have been quite an eventful day for me. And before i rant on any further into my daily babbling, no i'm not in jakarta, not even anyway near the java sea, in fact i'm still in my beloved town. And no i didn't chicken out from my slut trip to jakarta either, if that's what you're thinking!

The truth is, i was already at the airport with my three hundred luggages and a pocket full of indonesian rups, when i got a call from lilmissmei. A job just came through and she needs me to go back to the office like NOW! How can i say no la to her? It's after all lilmissmei i'm talking about here; the sidekick of mine who drove down to the uneventful sleazeball party with me last sunday night, which i'm so going to blog in a few post to come after i get pass the rejection bit first. But anyway, back to my jet-setting lifestyle, so off me go, backing out from the check-in queue, down the escalator and took the next train out back home. It was like so daytime drama. So totally channeling bold and beautiful; where everything just happen and it's always urgent and i'm the only one that could save both the world and get the guys, all in an episode! Talk about self esteem. I'm flying high girlfriend!

And if that's not drama enough, my iBook decided to die on me, halfway through the eight o'clock chinese series. The screen just went blank and funny noices came blasting out from the built-in speaker. It was devastating, and yaddi yaddi yadda, brought it to a technician and a few hours later we found ourselves sitting at a swensen booth, contemplating on whether to take up the earthquake challenge or not.

Ooh. is that a mat salleh man in the pool? Maybe i should go for a swim and do a few laps with him. Where did i put that pink speedo of mine?

foot note : Did you know, i had to use the dinosaur-like pc at the office where the commoners uses, to blog this post. It's an outraged! And don't get me started on the germs. Eeii. Where's the hand sanitizer when you needed one!