Monthly Archives: September 2006


ectasy. pure ectasy. yes baby! give it to me baby!

no. i have not gone off my bonkers. despite me having a really bad sorethroat (due to clubbing, bat kut teh and the works last night), i guzzled the most delicious mooncakes ever!

mum brought back a box of snowskin mooncakes from marriott. durian mooncakes. the one with REAL durian inside, not durian paste. DAMN FUCKING DELICIOUS.

this beats chocolate anytime.

needless to say, with my bad throat, after guzzling a few more mooncakes, i feel like im gonna croak anytime soon. arrgh. time to guzzle the whole bottle of pei pa kao.


i want more! ok no voice liaoz. -_-"


as some of you guys know... i postponed my bkk trip to november. as my leave was still on, my mum and i decided on impulse to head to kl.. by train...

we booked a night train from kl which costs us only 42 ringgit. headed to jb for a movie and makan and caught the train at 11plus at night. one thing that surprised me about jb was the great service i received from mcdonalds.

mum was craving the chicken porridge from mcd and we went to order it, the staff told us that we had to wait for 45 minutes. we were fine with it as we had nothing to do while waiting for our night train so we sat and chitchatted. to our surprise, 2 cups of coke and a small packet of fries were delivered to us, complimentary of the fast food restaurant! wow. great service!

anyway more about the night train... the night train takes about 7 - 8 hours from jb to kl, longer hours and more expensive than coaches but i rather prefer the train than coaches (unless its the vip coaches) as i can stretch my legs, there's a washroom available and i dont get motion sickness with trains as compared to coaches. i prefer the night trains and usually you'll zzz the whole trip. pics!

check out the third pic from the left! the number of motorcycles in jb! anyway mum and i chose the beds for the night trains, there is also the normal seats but that would be too uncomfortable for the long journey. and 2nd pic from left, 2nd row is a pic of my bag with my name stitched on it, courtesy of dear angie who got it for me from korea! thanks sweets!

as everything was imprompto, we decided to book the first hotel we saw in chinatown (or otherwise known as petaling street).

we chose hotel malaya which had a rather good offer. 230 ringgit for 3d2n in standard rooms, daily breakfast, lunch at the cafe and 1 hour of internet surfing.

the rooms were ok, nothing fab, no windows though but we just needed a place to crash and they allowed us to check in at 8am. lol. though the daily breakfast there was rather horrid. *pui*

but the lunch at the cafe was goooooooood! we were given 30 ringgit to spend and it was more than enough. we ordered the yummy chicken in a basket, the delish ramly-taste-alike-burger, cheesecake and 2 softdrinks and we only had to top up 4 ringgit. service was good and i loved the ambience and the old pictures there. 🙂

main mode of transport: the train. what irritates me was that there is no one linkage for the trains like the trains in singapore, we had to get off the train and walk a bit of a distance to another station to take another trip. e.g. north east line = one train service run by abc company and the east west line is run by xyz company. doh. so at 'cityhall' i had to get off abc train and walked a bit to xyz train. DOH!

another bummer was the weather. it rained both days. grrrr. was stuck at the train station for an hour plus. zzzzz.

had a rather sinful lunch at sushi king, it seemed that my whole trip is all about eating. yum. had my katsu curry, jellyfish and all that yummy stuff. we stopped for donuts at dunkin donuts after that. my tummy has increased 3 times. yikes!

and we had dinner at the chicken rice table (or was it place?) we decided to try the butterchicken offer. the meal consisted of the butter chicken (so-so only), roasted chicken, mango salad, oyster chai xin and kueh paiti. not bad. i think i ate too much chicken during my trip..

went shopping at petaling street, klcc, bukit bintang and sungei wang.. but most of my time bought stuff from petaling street. some of those sellers damn idiotic, quote those ridiculous rates and i just walked off. dont take me for a fool lor and i spoke malay to them! idiots. after i walk away, they would call me back and drop their rates. dohhhhh! -_-". in the end didnt shop much and decided to makan more. shall leave the shopping when i'm at bangkok! 😉

had dinner at the roadside stalls, decided to try their stingray. was surprised at first when we were served this chilli looking dish with lotsa ladies fingers. turns out that the stingray was hidden below them. the chilli tasted much different from sg's and surprisingly less spicy but overall yummy and cheap too! though hygiene level was ... just dont look at them cooking, and u'll be fine.

that concludes my trip to kl. have now became a fat roll. sooooooo sinful. but i enjoyed myself and it was a great time to catch up some quality time with my mum. and i could see she really enjoyed the pampering and is looking forward to the kl trip. 🙂

but overall, i wouldnt want to head to kl again if possible as the shopping was so-so, price close to sg's price, would rather top up a bit more for bkk and shop till i drop! but so far, not a bad experience. 🙂

till the next holiday!


btw. im back from my trip. 🙂

i was chatting online with a friend one day and after the conversation, i was pondering over what was said. in conclusion, i thought to myself: less expectations, less disappointments.

sometimes we tend to expect more and more from someone and when that person fails to deliver, we blame ourselves, them and everyone around us. i myself have had felt the same way, though in different situations.

i told myself then to lower my expectations. but was it the correct way? to avoid being hurt, to expect less from a relationshop, a friendship or a job? just scrape thru instead of aiming all the way to the top?

i once used this as my nick 'why bring me up so high just to drop me down all the way?'. i felt that way then during my relationship and when everything came crashing down, i couldn't take it. i had placed 100% and when i fell, there was nothing left to cushion my fall. friends (and readers) knew that i could not pick myself up completely then.

and i was ashamed to admit that i was actually happy being unhappy. yes, i felt that way then. i felt so miserable that being happy was being even more miserable than whatever i was feeling then. i became cynical and hurting towards people around me. i was never proud of the path i took. and till today, when i re-read my archives, i couldnt believe the depressed girl i was reading was actually me.

after the great fall, when i had a fresh new start with my relationship with tiger, i closed my heart a little. i held back my feelings. i had lowered my expectations of us. i did not dare to hope for more and in a way, i did not dare to love like before.

tiger felt it. he knew that something was wrong. he gave me time to heal and to love, once again.

as days, weeks and months go by, i managed to open up my heart and let him in once again. and as we learn from our past mistakes, we tend to appreciate the chance we're given.

but from what i have learnt before, i have lowered my expectations (pertaining to everything in life) in a bid to prevent getting that hurt before. like a defense mechanism, like walls being built, like whatever you wanna call it...

have i lost the ability to love like before: no.

have i lowered my expectations: yes.

which would u choose? to aim for the sky and face the danger of plunging way bottom? or lowering your expectations and casting your safety net?

perhaps one day, i will be able to burn the safety net. but right now, as i try not to look back in anger and disappointment, i rather stay far far away from the top... as i said...

less expectations, less disappointments.


i was clearing my work emails (incase i get bombed during my holiday) and found this email sent by my boss.. found this very true..

THE GREATEST ADVICE -Rick Warren, the Purpose Driven Life

Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.

Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate!

Don't regress.
Don't live in the past. Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because your
biological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, and
dangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.

Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don't postpone it.
Say those words. Don't let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.

It isn't true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don't be afraid. Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
Don't lose faith in God.
Don't grow old. Just grow YOU!

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back.
Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to
someone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is
T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves

will be away for these few days... take care all!