Friday, October 31, 2008

Waiting for Xtine to pick me up for dinner. Band practice again later, i can't wait for it to be over as I am under pressure now. Anyways I am glad with the new role at work, I do not have to work on weekends anymore...ain't that fanfuckingtastic - officially starting this week *shaking me ass*

There are so many events jamming up in the month of October..........
I am really buzy this month and as you can see I have no time to update my blog. Midnight now - and it is telling me I am missing out on Halloween which is officially today because I am just damn buzy to attend any Halloween events.

Fuck! Oh, thank god I managed to whore with the Oktoberfest event. *happy sigh*




Oktoberfeasting with friends, beers and Jelloshots!



For Halloween, I am already planning to go as Betty Suarez from Ugly Betty and I always wanted to be a Latina with geeky glasses. *shrugs* But because I have a band practice for the weekend, I have to put my Betty's gear aside. For you babes that are trying to reach me, do not give me the "frowning" faces, I will get back to you once I am slightly free - I am really that occupied. Looking at the time now, my heart is beating faster - please tell me it is a panic attack symptom so that I do not have to go to work in like 4 hours time. Yes babes I have to be work at 5am sharp. Still dreaming of Betty's gear......... Betty in her costume for her HELLoween!

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Babes, Happy Halloween! Love you guys and the month of October!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Saturday morning - what a perfect weather to hang out by the beach. Going to pick Flo up and it is gonna be a chillex day in Sunset Bistro. I love my weekend - heck it's gonna be a hectic one too!

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Can't wait to pack my stuff and leave my anxiety here in Penang as I am going to Langkawi in two weeks time. At least I will be away from this miserable island to another booze island, hey I wonder if they have like ready made jello shots? hhhmmmmmmm

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

St Paul's and The Venetian Macau

The ruins of St Paul’s (Sam Ba Sing Tzik) – one of the greatest churches in Macau had a history of its own, well known by all and it is recognized by the UNESCO World Heritage Site. St Paul’s church embellishment is an extraordinary combination of east meets west – the cravings on the façade were beautifully craved and well portrayed on the walls amazingly after many, many years.
The ruins were restored into a museum by the Macanese government and it is well maintained and protected. As it is situated on top of a small hill right in the center of the city hence it is easy to locate. Mapless, we discovered St Paul’s by accident and the images / cravings / statues on the façade were rather mesmerizing – Virgin Mary and saints, an angel and the devil, Chinese dragon, a Portuguese sailing ship and Chinese characters can be seen too. Complex but brilliant carving from the Europeans, Japanese and Chinese back then.

Go Here. Go loco. The Venetian Macao is the largest casino in the world - stunningly well designed and very much exquisite too, the features and structures of this place is dramatically styled - like Venice but with a bit of asian panache, resulting a reputation by its own. Famous entertainers like Beyonce, The Pussycat Dolls and Celine Dion are scheduled to perform end of this year in this casino. This portrays how Vegas The Venetian Macao can exhibit. Here, the Venetian Macau is like a circus – not only it offers 3000 suites for the high rollers but there are also glitzy and trendy food and beverage outlets, lounges, entertainment and sports arena and of course the unrivalled selections of gambling options that can put the Vegas casinos to sleep . Oh, less intelligent expatriates too can be seen working in this casino mostly from Australia, Italy and France aggressively wiping out the locals. For this reason, living costs in Macau continues to increase.

the surreal painted ceiling, the Venetian shops and the river resembling Venice

the less intelligent expats / Gondoliers waiting for customers


to cruise with the Gondola

mum and dad




After the Venetian Macau, we were rushing off to Hong Kong - will post that up soon.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

I symbolize vulgarism?

Mum said my blog is too violent and explicit due to my flowery swear words and that people can tell that I am wildly bitter, extremely stressed and not in control person. *middle finger* Am I scaring you babes? Even if I am, do you even care? Well, we both don't. I mean tell me, do you really care what people think of you or how they judge you, tell me if that really matters? If it matters, why? And if it is not an issue, why too? Once upon a time I used to be a damn bodoh happy person and of course I didn't live happily ever after because something called r e a l i t y kicks in *fuck* and I have to deal things in a more un-disney way where I do not give a fuck even if you give a fuck.

Tell me do you like what you see in the mirror? A friend told me and Bob only yesterday saying that she refuses to look at the mirror unless she really has to. She thinks that she looks fat each time she looks at the mirror. Evertime I look at the mirror I tell myself I needed a new mirror. Do you think the mirror will tell you the truth or you choose what you want to see in the mirror?

Friday, October 17, 2008

I am at home - it is Friday night and apart from suffering from a sleeping disorder, I am slightly distressed. Went online and Bob was online too. We talked about dark secrets and were like "Fuuccckkkkkk thiissss and fuucckkkkk thaatttt".

Partial of our msn chat

BOB says:
dont worry
BOB says:
lets hope someone dies tmr
BOB says:
maybe it might be sumone u hateaint tht cool?

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Dear dumb blog, I haven't been sleeping. Again. This is crucial. My nicotine, caffeine and booze addiction trust me, do not contribute to this. As you all know, I am no stranger to sleeping pills - heavy dose or not, I do not want to tolerate with the 'steamy mode' each morning - it feels like a dumbfuck is trying to drown you to death. What do you people do when you can't sleep?

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Macau is like this......

Macau is not as Chinese as you think it is, really. We went to Macau first before going over to Hong Kong – approximately 65 km across the Pearl River Delta. Macau – the mainland itself and two small islands (Taipa and Coloane) is tiny but amazingly booming and very much resembling Las Vegas but also filled with nostalgic Portuguese history.

First stop. First drink.
The almost 4 hour’s flight from Malaysia to Hong Kong was painful, I drank not-so-good alcohols in the cabin and it is nauseating. Once in Hong Kong Airport, we took the ferry transfer to Macau, our first stop. Upon arriving in Macau, I can’t help but to think that Macau’s budaya is perplexing – I can smell the greed of this emerging city despite the humble urbanization.

The amount of tourists that are sharing the same boat with me are mostly from China, these are the wealthy but uncivilized Chinese

that ordered Heineken on boat and made me had one too......................cibai!



The name of the streets and restaurants are all in Portuguese although the Macanese speaks mostly Mandarin and limited English. Macau is cultured, modern and not inexpensive. Macau unexpectedly embraces it all - museums, temples, forts and Portuguese majestic buildings.





A Pharmacy with a sign saying, 'Medicine no fakes'. Wrong prescription expected.





This is taken inside the free shuttle bus. If you look closely - the sign says, 'Please do not talk to driver when the bus is in motion'. *shrug*


streets of macau

One night in Sintra Hotel A non casino hotel in the main street of Macau, just a five minute walk from a more bling bling casino hotel – the Grand Lisboa. Sintra Hotel is funky but quiet, a place to spot the Blacks and Asians with mat salleh’s accent. Best place to have your one night stand I guess. Nonetheless it is an ideal place as it is located in the middle of Macau. Hotel Sintra is only a three star hotel and it is shown here in the map. Does this explain the plentiful foreigners in this hotel? One question for mum - why this hotel?




What to eat your lungs out. I was addicted to Macau’s egg tart. This Macau-style egg tarts smell like a buttery pandan wrapped with lotus. The top of the pastry is slightly baked, creating the outer layer crisp firm and soft, custard-y and milky in the inside. You must be insane if you do not give this a try. It's a Macau standard.


My dad didn't look exactly thrilled telling us this is the where we can get the famous Macau egg tarts from. Pastelaria Koi Kei is infact one of the best place to get freshly baked egg tarts.


Drink what the locals drink. Tea. With milk. Although it is more popular amongst the Hongkies in Hong Kong, the tea here in Macau is milkier I tell you their tea is aromatic and so good that it might have to do with the traces of banned industrial chemical. So what - this teh cina dilarang is ecstatic!


Everyone loves this for sure

Macau’s street food. Best balls I’ve ever tasted would be Macau’s curry chicken balls. Lusty, delicious and melt in your mouth kinda thing. I had to do my salacious lick and pop the balls into my mouth and I didn’t know I like balls that much. Wow, the warm and alien taste of this kay lanpa (chicken balls) memang cekap.

Will post on The Venetian Macau next babes. My cibai cacat camera cannot do clear night flash photos so I ain't showing any of the night scenes of Macau.

Monday, October 13, 2008

I do not usually share my work issues here but please dear dumb blog I need to tell you this - I never like my customers, if only I can fling them off board like this, trust me I will be a very happy cunt. There is this saying either you have a fling with your customer or you fling them off to a better place. Being a sympathetic bitch I chose the second one.


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Thursday, October 9, 2008

Been a buzy week no wait - months already I reckon? I got a couple of things to blog but just not now, my internet at home has failed me again because it seems everything I touch sure cacat. First it was my mobile, people thought I was supertulansensitive that I didn't get back to them. Second it was my room tv - it went all black on me. Next it was my car. So I decided to stay in and go online, well guess what - I cannot connect to the internet. Looking for me? Just shoutout here, in the facebook or email me at work. I errr need this for now :



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