My Week In A String Of Jokes

> I met the best-in-JB-and-Singapore-and-some-say-Batam funny man. Very chiselled. Very handsome.

> I ate my first piece of raw meat in my entire life. Very bizarre. Very I-no-like.

> I saw sakura plant in person for the first time in my entire life. Very white. Very overrated.

> I tasted my first sakura meal complete with sakura tea and ice cream, made of sakura petals and leaves. Very expensive. Very proud.

> I tried my first scoop of authentic wasabi ice cream too. Very weird. Very surreal.

> I watched 300 with a theatre-full of audiences, who laughed their heads off during every bloody scene. Yeah, I did feel better.

> I heard the funniest joke ever, and it went straight into my World’s Best Joke Book. Very funny. Very classic. It goes like this:

Crazy frog was in her Kancil car with a young male friend her age. When came to a junction to turn right, the traffic light turned red. So crazy frog positioned her car with her steering veered towards right, halted, and very much so obvious that she’s about to attempt a U-turn.

While waiting in silence for the traffic light to turn green, there was suddenly a loud, booming thunderous voice breaking the still, humid, afternoon air.

“ABC 2345. Sini bukan tempat untuk U-turn. Jangan U-turn disini!” said the stern, autocratic voice.

Dumbfounded, crazy frog and male friend froze in the moment.

“Hmm, that number sure sounds like my car’s number…” crazy frog thought aloud.

For a good 10 seconds, they both didn’t dare to move their heads. But being the curious crazy frog that she is, crazy frog decided to peep into the rear-view mirror carefully without so much of moving another muscle besides her eyes’.

And there it was, parking quietly behind them, 2 police man in their handsome white police car, laughing their heads off behind the wheels.


> Another joke that qualifies to the world’s best. Not because it’s funny, but because it’s so classic, you just can not not spread the joy!

A couple went to have dinner in a supposedly 4 stars hotel. Half way through, a bunch of men walked into the restaurant, plonked themselves down next to the couple’s table, and started puffing away their ciggies.

They got irritated, dramatically picked up their belongings and food and moved across the room to another table.

The chief waiter came, asking if anything’s wrong. The couple, ever the drama queens, started saying: They're so uncivilised! Smoking in an air-con room, puffing into our faces. We asked for non-smoking section and was given that table! How could they smoke right into our faces?!

The chief waiter was embarrassed, and replied: Sorry sir, this IS memang the smoking area. Uh, would you like another table?

=_= Doink! Doink!

> Don’t you just love to have a taste of my life!

Friskily Frisbeed

God responds to faith, not us tormenting ourselves emotionally. The Promise has been given to us! Claim It!

xxx

Jason is away on a business trip back in his home state, Malacca. So this spells freedom to me, whoo hoo!!!! (I mean, whoo hoo I miss you so much dear…of course!)

So I went to church alone, and joined the youths for lunch after service and after a play rehearsal. Really cool bunch. And due to high turn over rate of players, Japheth *so* kindly invited me to join them for a game of Frisbee. Right before I send a yummy piece of oily, fried chicken into my mouth, he dunked a 5 inch thick manual to me, and sombrely said: see you in 2 hours time.

Eh, you all call me aunty but expect me to learn up an extreme game, by the rules some more. A bit the not right wohh…

He promptly held up his palm stopping my sissy-ish protest, flipped his hard-gelled hair, with slightly upturned lips and a voice of a stern, poker-faced commando, and mouthed these words: Two. Hours. Time.

-_- Yes sir lohh…

It’s been ages since I played any sports, actually I don’t ever do sports! Heh. I hauled my cousin with me to the field (which I promptly found out his a trained Frisbee player), and made myself looked like a fool running all over the field, not so much of catching the darn disc, but to stop my opponent from getting the disc. But damn were they good! Oh, you slimy little young ones!

But I love my flushed skin after all the running. So, thank you very much guys, but the next round, maybe I should just P.R.A.C.T.I.C.E flying the disc before I fly myself into the game only to make my team, whichever you are, to lose pathetically. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Damn. My joints hurt now.

Coffee & Friends, The Ultimate Pair

It was a nice, sleazy afternoon to catch up with friends. Leng Sim, Li Khim and I had a taste of the old school days again when we caught up over coffees (big doses of ‘em!), and chit chat for hours on end.

We gossiped about Khim’s HK trip and hot plumbers; lusted for cool computers and gadgets; moaned about changed faces, a few bad apples, single-hood, and growing up years; it was all so recent yet… familiar, to hang out with the girls again.

A shame the initial makan plan didn’t work out (anyway which time they did huh? Ha! It’s almost impossible to organize a meeting with us!), and Lynna can’t join us, some freak incident. Heh. Get well soon babe! You were dearly missed ;)

6 Weird Things About Me - Yay! I'm A Freak!

Ain’t it cool? I keep getting tagged! This time by Nicole.

So 6 weird thang about me? If this question was given to Jason to answer FOR me. He’ll HAPPILY do it for you.

> I eat only sour fruits. Yeah I’m ok with sweet fruits and stuff, but I don’t enjoy sweet ones, like papaya; honeydew; red apples (but I love green apples!); ripe, mushy mangoes (only semi ripe/ raw ones), sweet pineapples (only sour ones with salt - totally kickass!). But the only sweet exception for me is DURIAN! They are funky and they kick ass! And maybe bananas too, I used to hate it with a vengeance but now I like it! Moist chocolate banana cakes, sinfully good. *grins*


> While taking the escalator, I MUST be on the LEFT side before I get onto it. If somehow I was pushed/squeezed/made to be on the right side, I’d be wobbly, like my feet and right hand’s totally jello. I don’t feel safe damnit!


> Before I start a journey i.e. driving or taking public transport, I absolutely NEED to mind-map out the whole route, like days before the journey begins! But this mostly applies to KL and unfamiliar roads. Especially KL roads. They are killer. And it sucks so bad that all the events are confirmed-chopped-signed held in KL! Grrr!


> When I listen to music/songs, I HAVE to drop all other work to concentrate on the lyrics. I multitask pretty well, but not when it comes to music and doing other stuff. I MUST be able to understand what the singer’s singing/mumbling or I’d go crazy. OK lah, not crazy but it’ll… give me no rest. Normally in a matter of days I’d be able to sing the song already. Oh and I HATE CDs with no lyrics!


> If given a choice, I ONLY eat chicken breast. No other parts of the chicken for me thank you very much. You can keep the drumstick to yourself, I won’t fight with you for it. In fact, I find drumsticks kinda stink.


> There’s this voice in my head ALL. THE. TIME. That voice tends to answer back silently whenever I talk to people, for example, Jason; or even when I’m alone, I’d hold conversations with myself. The cool thing is, it makes all kinds of sound effect too, only it happens in my head lah. So it’s always VERY happening inside my head. I’m now looking for a theme song for myself.

Et voilà! The tag is open to all. Feel free to tag yourself and like me, celebrate what a freak you are! Vive le freakos!!!!

Has Anyone Seen My Shoes?

Aren’t these lovelies yummy? But I can’t find them anywhere! :(

I Heart Wallpapers. But Only This One.

I’m not a fan of wallpapers, but *this* one I like! The possibilities are never ending with this wallpaper. I’d have it up the feature wall of my work room, so that I won't need Post-Its ever! or maybe along the hall way with pictures of my family, loved ones, and baby Polly up! or even a hall-of-fame in the living room! Perfect. This purtty baby is featured in House Beautiful’s June 05 edition, by Graham & Brown.

One Of Those Classic Love Lines

Jason: Babe, what show we watched the other day? What web?
Me: The one where you fell asleep watching? Charlotte’s Web.
Jason: Yeah! Charlotte’s Web! You know, babe, I’ve been wanting to tell you this. Get this babe. You, are Charlotte. I, am the pig.
Me: …. Erm, that’s… nice. You... take up the pig role.
Jason: Yeah!... no…. anyway, see, you are always in the background, helping me to do things, and no one knows. And I’m so dependent on you! I’m the pig!

All together now, awwwwww!

Ladies, young and old alike, this man is taken.

Have Sunnies, Will Travel

I have this thing with sunglasses. I wouldn’t call it a fetish, but I do love them, like, really love them. But it’s just so difficult to find a pair that suits me nicely.

A couple of years ago when I got my salary, I made sure I put aside some money and sunglasses shopping I went immediately after work with my friend, Khim! (When a girl’s determined with her shopping, you better stay out of the way! hehe)

During the process of choosing, trying on, and nit-picking, I realized those Matrix-style, uber urban cool frames are just so not for me! Which was saddening because, well, they are simply so cool!

So what’s left for me? Jacqueline Kennedy-ish retro, Audrey Hepburn-ish classic frames apparently suits my face very well, surprisingly.

But now, instead of going all over places to find a pair of eyeglasses, I now have OpticsPlanet to go to - online, hassle free! OpticsPlanet.net is a leading online supplier of eyewear and sport optics.

I’m pleasantly surprised with their wide range of choices, from designer shades, polarized, aviator, designer, safety, to shooting glasses, tennis, golf, and other sport sunglasses. The range is amazingly complete! Oh and not forgetting the line-ups of prescription sunglasses, eyeglasses, and goggles too! OpticsPlanets also guarantees the lowest, best-est price offered; also if you make an order above $29.95, shipment through UPS is free! And if you’re hesitant about shopping online, they promised a secure online shopping experience with knowledgeable customer care at your service.

On top of all these, OpticsPlanet is also a place for you to shop at if you are looking for binoculars, telescopes, radar guns, and flashlights too. So if you’re a fan of all these eyeglasses and gadgets, I think you’ve just found yourself a piece of paradise. Drop on by!

Here’s For The Sake Of Blogger Spirit Again!

This is from one enthusiastic blogger:

1) Who is the first blogger you meet
I don’t remember if I met any bloggers…

2) Who is the ‘Most wanted to meet blogger?’ for you?
The uber cool Karen Cheng, without a doubt!

3) Who is the ‘I can meet, want to meet but somehow never got to meet’ blogger?
Maybe my friend, Kher Ying, who finally became a blogger! (Here's to life as a backpacker!)

4) Who are the group of bloggers you most wanted to meet?
Uh, none, yet. Maybe I should organize one eh? Any takers?

5) Do you have any bloggers/blog readers that you wish to meet right now?
I guess that’d be my readers. My traffic is picking up rather significantly now, and I know there’s a lot of silent readers (heck, I’m one of them read-without-commenting type), it’d be nice to meet them, make a lifetime friends, and well, get feedbacks on how to improve my writing and pick up new web graphics tips!

And the spirit is hereon pass down to Alvin B, Japheth, Nicole, and Kimmie

I Heart BBQ

Saturday evening was one crazily humid evening. And what would you do on a hot, sweaty Saturday evening? Why, throw a BBQ party and soak yourself in sweat of course! Smokin’ baby!!!

So my bosses did just that and the results were schmelly armpits, oily faces, limpy hair, meat-filled tummies, lots of drunk bloopers, cheesy tricks, and flaming stunts.

Towards the end of it, my colleagues got so high from all the laughing, heat, and red wine (I was good. Only iced-tea for me!), everyone started showing off their really lame tricks, including my lady boss! Hehe.

What with the milder tricks of throwing the cork on table till it stands up-right, and chopstick-in-cup, to the nut-case tricks of holding a lighted cigarette with your thumb and index finger, and (gasp!) stubbing a lighted cigarette out on tongue!

Jason (oh of course who else but loco Jason) stepped up to the challenge and picked up a lighted cigarette, no not to have a puff (if he did, I would definitely report him to Pastor! Be rest assured!), but to stub that lighted ciggy head on his tongue!

And well, he didn’t flinched one bit and that earned him a round of applause (see how lame things got?) upon completing the task. And that, encouraged my ed’s girl friend so much, she was fighting to stick the ciggy head in her tongue; and kept screaming excitedly “holy macaroni, soo cool! SO COOOLLLl!!!” while sticking her tongue out to show the winning troph… erm, ashes on it.

O_o

Then, we ran out of tricks to laugh at, so we ran into the house to watch this on the computer which got us all gasping for breath laughing like some mad cows. Be forewarned should you click the link. But then again, its old joke. But then again who says old joke can’t be laughed at twice?! Ha. Ha.

Happy weekending!

1. Show-boys. Don’t ask me why the V sign. -_- 2. Jeans belongs to my sister, but I love it! It makes ME look leggy! Mwahahhahaha. 3. These 2 love camwhoring. Oh well that’s what they are paid to do anyway!

My Day Was As Long As This Post

Yesterday was one frigging long day!

For one, waking up at 6am is no easy feat. For another, hauling my ass up to the washroom is, erm, let’s just stop at "it’s not a pretty sight".

And then getting stuck in the highway-toll-traffic for half an hour for what could’ve been a 3-minute drive has caused millions of my brain cells to commit suicide. I mean, you’re paying an increased toll price of RM1.60 just to cross that thin administrative border (you know, the one where you build many teeny tiny itty bitty toll booths across the highway to earn money wan leh), but ended up still getting stuck in the traffic for hours on end.

Does that sentence even make any sense to consumers?! I mean, you pay toll for what? To shorten your own life span is it? Only in Malaysia. Blah.

Anyway, 3 events were lined up back to back for the whole of yesterday and boy did it zap your energy out when the day ended.

I was at KLCC Convention Centre for a Honda event - the launched of their 3rd generation CRV. Very exciting. Very sleek. But I still love my Murano.

And then popped on over to Mandarin Oriental for a slimming product launch. The spoke person was none other than Singaporean media darling - Fann Wong. With bones sticking out from her shoulder and back, I thought she was a tad to thin but pretty nonetheless!

The Malay girl (MG) next to me was cute.

MG: Excuse me, uh, you kenal Fann?
Me: Uh…. She is… that girl on the banner? *cocked head eye pointing the stage*
MG: Dia tu popular sangat ke?
Me: Uh… rasanya kut.
MG: Kat Singapore saje kan? Malaysia tak kenal dia kan?
Me: Erm…. Dialah actress next to Jacky Chan kat Shanghai Noon. Adik dia tu.
MG: OOOHHHHHHHHHHH!

I could think of such intelligent answer's only because I was enlightened earlier:

Me: Fann Wong very famous meh? Why so many bodyguards around wan? And why the bodyguards must be so obvious showing that they are bodyguards ah? What's with the standing posture and gum-chewing, slow-mo eyes sweeping floor movement man! *rolls eyes*
Ed: She’s Jacky Chan’s sister in Shanghai Noon mah.
Me: Ohhh! But didn’t she die during the first 5 minutes?
Ed: -_-“ noOo…

Anyway, the terrible part was, they refused to give me the press release bag because “We already gave your editor”. Duh, so smart, cover your own event lah! Kiamsiap betul!

And then I managed to sneak in a little bit time to buy a pair of shoes!!!

Shoes oh glorious shoes!
Shoes that girls wear.
Shoes that tell my husband that, yes, your wife is in fact, a girl.
Shoes in sheer princess pink.
Shoes that are flat pumped, yet pointy and womanly.
Shoes that are anything but sports shoes...

Like the pair I’m wearing now for the past 6 months. Heh.

Oh yeah, the proud achievement: 10 minutes tops including making payment at the cashier to own that pair of shoes. I know! I’m so cool. *beams*

And then rushed over to BSC’s The Actor Studio for a Coca-cola event. A little “huh?”, a little cheesy, a little retro, a little crowded, a little happiness, a little “whee!”, a little coke bottle in a little coke hardboard box for a door gift, very cool. Can sell on eBay. Hehe. Money minded betul!

Yeah, yeah, pictures, pictures to come. Bleh.

Went back to my parents’ to collect my car, and by the time I reached home, had dinner, ran a few banking errands, pumped petrol, it’s already 11pm.

And hitting the sack was so difficult, because hey! I was so tired and brain dead, I wasn’t even tired anymore! =_=

Ma, I Made You Proud!

I cleaned the house last night.

The husband stayed late over at office, so I rushed home after work, and immediately got on all fours.

Do you know that, putting the laundry to wash, cleaning the toilet, scrubbing the shower, killing mosquitoes, tidying up the coffee table and dresser, sweeping and mopping the entire apartment, cleaning the balcony, taking out trash, putting the washed laundry to dry, and folding clean laundry, all these my dears, are Back. Breaking. Jobs.

No joke.

And for my hard work, I was promptly presented with one set of McDonald’s Happy Meal. Yay!

Yummy Monday Finds

Love the delicious colours! Orly's nail polish in fun Wedding Party series. Burst of spring colours in

new crafty girls' magazine, Adorn.

Gong Hei Gong Hei! Kick Ass Chinese New Year! (Finale)

So long ass, I can be hardback cover writer liow...

24th February 2007

Today is the day my mom decided all of us at home is not hardworking enough. And so she also decided that we should get our asses to work, serve, and spread some foodie love.

She threw an open house. Not just a party, a gathering, a dinner party; no, nothing of that kiddie sorts. An open house. Open. House.

I understand that the term open house is very unique to Malaysian community, whereby mostly during festive seasons, such as Chinese New Year, Hari Raya, Deepavali, Christmas, etc, etc; important people like our Prime Minister would throw an “Open House”, where everyone, rakyat or none rakyat alike, are welcome to his house. In the name of bonding, people do come rendering their support, but sadly, a lot of them also come fighting for food. It’s as if they only eat once a year. During festive seasons’ open houses.

But of course, our open house was a “closed” open house. Where mom invited her customers, by the hundreds; dad invited his friends from his Buddhist centre, by the hundreds; sister number 1 invited her friends, by the hundreds; and sister number 2 invited her friends by the tens, but ended up 100 of ‘em came. No less.

So yeah, it was one jolly mad house. Oh and on top of that, it poured in the afternoon, stopped in the evening, and poured again just when guest number 1 arrived. We were so in for a fun evening! Oh boy! Oh boy!

So because of the rain, everyone had to cramp inside our small sanctuary called home until it stopped. Jason and uncle became the ushers, all soaking wet, sheltering guests in with umbrellas.

Although wet, but everyone’s spirit was high as a howling wolf on a full moon night. Mom’s cooking, as usual, was praised and re-praised so many times; she’s fit for a Best Malaysian (Vegetarian) Cook Award. But, no cook can ever succeed without her helpers, and that’ll be my grandma, my aunt, and ME! We chopped, stuffed, cleaned, simmered, boiled, fried for hours on end to prepare those food that you ate tonight, my dears. Jason was impressed with my achievement - one frigging day in the kitchen, and actually looked busy! *beams*

All aunties and uncles were busy going around giving ang paus to my siblings. And I ain’t get no love at all! When one auntie came to know that I was married, she said “oh, no wonder your mom was telling me only 3 ang paus is sufficient! You’re married!”

o_O

Auntie, my own mom said that?! No, don’t believe her lah. She’s joking with you only!

I went on hahaha-ing, and she went on hahaha-ing, and then moved away grabbing another auntie to talk to along the way. Nicely done.

So bummed. This year’s earning dropped by 90%. Mom said “Ah, who ask you to get married? Get married no ang pau loh”. Blah, blah, blah. This Chinese custom, so calculative! It’s a conspiracy I tell you!

Jason was the star this evening. Guests were pointing and whispering from afar gesturing he’s the son-in-law. Mom was going around introducing Jason proudly: my son-in-law, my son-in-law. She went from one person to the next so fast that he looked darn goofy with his head-nodding gesture.

I wasn’t spared either; dad was calling my name from all directions to introduce me to his friends. This is my daughter! Then everyone will go like, ohhhhhhhhhhhh so desu! Daughteru! So plittiee. So youngeru! And our wedding pictures were passed around like boxes of premium chocolates.

OK, I lied… They didn’t do the Japanese accent. But hey the “so pretty” part was real!

After rounds of introduction, and food were downed, everyone settled down in groups chatting away. I, of course settled down with another star of the night, Polly. She was bummed too, not because she gets no ang pau, but because people had been patting her, hugging her, bringing her everywhere. And all she wanted was just to lie down and sleep. Worse, kids were poking her eyes and pulling her tail and tugging her fur! I took it upon myself to be her bouncer. Stayed with her so that she may rest in peace. Uh, sleep peacefully.

And that’s when I realized Jason was missing. Hmm… but there’s no pretty girls around…

My bro came to me just in time to send an SOS “wei, go rescue Jason lah. You go outside and see, you go, you go,”

Eh? So I went out to the porch and saw this: Jason, a la stand-up comedian, except he was seated, surrounded by aunties and uncles, talking animatedly, making the crowd go bonkers laughing.

That went on for a long while, and of course I steered clear from his vision lest he’d pulled me in and make me the assistant comedian. When the clock struck 12 and its time to call it a night, aunties and uncles were lining up to shake his hand and bid farewell. And that’s the perfect time I cue in for a royal wave good bye (I love doing that! The good bye part makes me feel glamorous. Hehe)

“…Mr. Ho must be really proud to have you as a son-in-law!” said one of dad’s friend, “really nice meeting you!” and proceeded to bow down.
“…no wonder Leishia chose you as her husband!” said another uncle.
“…come visit me some time. I’ll be glad to have you both as my guests,” offered one really nice lady.

Yes. It was THAT drama. But hilarious! You should be there to see that for yourself!

When everyone was gone, it was time for a post-mortem. Hehe. No lah, we just gathered to eat the leftovers and share the happenings. Polly joined in too and yapped happily in intervals and wagging tail when fed. That girl! Heh.

Everyone was beat. But we have to agree synonymously that it was one heck of an evening! I for one can’t wait till next year’s open house.

Hopefully by then the no-more-ang-pau-for-you culture shock will not be such a shocker anymore lah. Happy Chinese New Year!!!

P/S I don’t know why I’m wishing you guys so many times happy CNY in all my posts… but I guess that goes to show how much fun I had. Well I hope you enjoyed yours too as much as I had, and hey, tell me your stories! :)

Birthdays A-Pouring

So many birthdays going on this month, a bleeding wallet is impending.

But here’s to Malaysia’s most loved joker cum laugher cum spinner, JJ of Hitz.fm's Rudy & JJ fame, who’s celebrating his… uh, umpteenth birthday today!

Keep the woody-wood-pecker-ish laugh going and well, Man U sucks but we love you nonetheless! Happy birthday!

Laze. Food. Muse.

Have been slacking a bit over here… at least since my last post on CNY; I still owe it to myself to jot down the happenings during the open house threw by my mom last Saturday. Well I’ll get around to it, aye?

Sunday was pleasantly relaxing after 1 whole week of crazy CNY celebration. We stayed over at my parents’ after the party on Saturday night; attended church; our home life leader treated us to lunch after service to celebrate his wife’s birthday, but wife was at home resting, ack? Hehe.

And then I received an SMS from my designer, saying he’s got 2 tickets to Muse concert for that night itself, interested? I promptly replied, no can't do… because we’ve committed to go to another friend’s party. Oh well it was all good. I guess it’s better to catch up with friends over festive mood and drinks rather than head-banging away at a concert eh? Did I mention I ate so much of yee sang?! Oh boy I love, love, love yee sang, minus the sang yee I guess. LoL.

Last night was even better! Jason brought me to Marriot Hotel @ Putrajaya for buffet dinner! Though I wouldn’t say the food was glorious, but I enjoyed it. And the company. I did stuff myself to the brink, albeit slowly. Oh you know how buffet is, you’ll want to try everything, and by dessert, you’ll be 4 months pregnant, only with bucket load of food!

CNY is coming to an end and that’s just too bad, because I had so much fun, I wish it’ll last! Hehe.

Now, I wonder what’s in store for me this New Year from the Lord? More food reviews and happy news, and extra pocket money will be a good start!

Image credit: these beautiful images were ripped from here. Love the rich, gorgeous colour textures!

A Little Humour Goes A Long Way

I have a thing for candid, funny pictures. Especially those of engagement/wedding pictures (I love casual bridal photos with sandals on!). Here's a few stunning samples from their equally awesome photographer. What engraved inside the ring being my favourite!

My Mom, The Techno Dino

But! Her SMSes are quite entertaining.

She’s now in Chiang Mai with my dad, on a business cum leisure trip. I received this SMS from her yesterday morning:

Vr going elephant trekking n l8r river bamboo rafting. Very xciting.

(Note all the SMS lingo/spelling)

To which I replied:
Wah! So dangerous. Hold on tight to the elephant and remember your life jacket ah.

(Note how I type in proper English in fear of her not understanding. Yeah, it takes a daughter to mother the well, mother.)

To which she replied:
No scared. Fun.

I remembered them in my prayer this morning, and then I SMSed her:

So how was your elephant ride? Got fall into river?

To which she replied:
Last time, elephant ride’s only 4 kings ah. But scared fall off the back. Have 2 hold tight tight. U 1 2 join us?

-_- sure, mom! I’ll see you in say, 15 minutes?

That’s my mama :)

Gong Hei Gong Hei! Kick Ass Chinese New Year!

Chinese New Year was so fun because I get to spend time way before the eve of CNY up till last night at my parents’ (As Chinese's custom, daughter who's married are consider out of the family and will only come a-visiting on the 2nd day during Chinese New Year. Since my husband is non-Chinese, this is not applicable. Yay for that!)

And this is also Jason’s first official CNY. He was beaming in glee the whole time because “wah so much of good food! This is the bestest Chinese New Year ever man! Evah!”

If there’s anything at all you should believe in what he says, this is the one. My grandma prepares so much of beautiful food, he had to refill his rice like, 3 times! Oh, and if you ask, he'll happily show you his wardrobe full of festive red shirts and polos too. Yes, he is THAT excited.

As the family along with my uncle's is growing in size as well as numbers, our dining room is no longer enough to house the dinner. So dad brought back 3 long tables and we combined it to make it one large table in the living room. We dined in the luxury of an air-conditioned room. It was beautiful (anything without sweat is always beautiful, I tell you).

First day of CNY also means vegetarian food, forbidding oneself from doing bad deeds, and saying bad words. But by midday, my bro and Jason were openly demanding to go hunt for meat. So we went out to tapau McD’s, and smuggled the food to the attic right under my parents’ nose, where we shared the love with my sisters and chomped the juicy meat patties away, and of course, we gambled, by our own rules. It was heaps of fun. I, of course, was the winner! A total of $4.10! So cool!

Second day was meat day again, and all’s happy! We visited my maternal grandma in Tampin, and then headed to my big aunty’s place in Kuala Pilah where we ate more meat! Do you see a very happy boy at the background? Uhm hmm.

On the 3rd day my family went up the mountains for 3 days while I had to stay at my parents’ to take care of Polly, simply because Jason couldn’t get his leave approved thanks to his boss, “You Cina kah?” -_- And then went on leave with the rest of the Malays in the office for the rest of the week. Nice one sir. You came to our wedding, remember? Dad was of course disappointed as he planned for this trip to be a close family retreat with a new addition to the family.

But time spent at home with Polly was not a waste either. I was able to set her meal time right (she refused to eat her main meals for the longest time!) and kept her busy by playing with her and going on walks with Jason in the evenings. She’s a happy, tail wagging doggy again! Now she follows everywhere I go and always casts me that puppy look when evening comes (and refused to sleep in my mom’s room at night when my family came home from Genting! Ahahahaha! Who’s your daddy now?!)

Oh how I love her!!!

Saturday night, the 7th day, was another crazy day of cleaning, preparing, cooking, serving, and entertaining guests as mom threw an open house party. There were the embarrassing pouring rain, amiable wet crowd, more fantastic food, and a culture shock for me…

Stick around to find out what's that all about? Tis to be continued...

More Money? Most Definitely!

PayPerPost is up to something again.

First I got sucked in because I was told I get paid blogging. I wasn’t too into it even after my blog was approved. And then I was told I’ll be paid more for blogging; looking at the dollar signs clearly displayed on the dashboard on PPP, they got my attention.

Today, I was told yet again that some “Big News” is about to burst from the office of PayPerPost and suddenly, I’m curious as a kitty cat! Oh boy what could it be?

My page rank has always been between 0 and 2 although I get satisfying hits. I said “between” because whenever I check my page ranking, the rank differs, at times I even get a N/A. I’m not too savvy with this whole PR stuff but I do know because of that, opportunities to blog for big money are slipping me by and that can be quite sucky when I have a lovely puppy at home to maintain for and their food and medical bills don’t come cheap!

If you ask me, I would guess and hope and crossing my fingers madly that PPP will not just help its lower ranking bloggers boost their PRs, but also come up with a blog directory open to the public to browse through. I think currently their directory is for members only. Anyway, bloggers shall then be paid for the clicks to the open directory from their blogs.

Besides that, they’ll give out freebies to the bloggers who, in return, must give out to their readers in whichever form deem appropriate, i.e. contests organized by the blogger. I think interactions like this are most valuable to boost readership and sales of the advertisers.

And lastly, maybe they’ll launch video-blogging services too! Instead of “writing” about it, imaginative bloggers get to let their creative juices flow free by coming up with videos relevant to the advertisers’ requirement. Well everyone can make a video these days with their digital cameras, so!

Since such jobs will require a little more work and time, the pay shall be higher too! And since PPP pays for real, blogging for a living is seriously no longer too far a dream.

Watchful Eyes Lurking In The Dark

The Blogger Power project is a campaign to safeguard children on the internet from pornography. I was requested to post this up in order to reach out to more site owners and to create awareness.

Although it is common sense that websites with adult contents should be password protected and be made difficult to gain access to the explicit material; however things are still not moving to the benefit of our children here online these days. So I guess a little reminder and request shall be in order.

Here’s The Official Request To All Webmasters Of Adult Sites:

“Please require a password-protected login before allowing even free access to
explicit adult content. We understand that selling porn is your business and we
respect your right to make a legal living. But understand our legitimate
concerns and work with us. You already have the “warning adult content” on your
websites. Yet kids, who are not legal customers of your product, ignore the
warning. So to prevent them from having direct access to explicit images, texts
and sounds, the simplest way is to have a password-protected login. No more
“free tours” before a visitor supplies basic information.”

If this matter speaks to your heart too like this mother of 3, simply cut paste the above short letter to your blog or website and let to campaign go on.

It Pays To Have High Traffic

I am so jealous!

Remember I blogged about how you can get paid to blog a coupla days ago?

One of my blog posts-sponsors, PayPerPost, came up with a new segmentation system, awarding bloggers with high traffic blogs. These bloggers can simply earn up to USD$ 1,000.00 per sponsored post! Can you imagine that?

Oh, picture my agony! I can see all those dollar signs but I can’t click on them and claim blogging opportunity because well, I’m not qualified. Boo hoo.

But if you have a high traffic blog, you don’t have to sulk like me now (BOO!!!). Click on the PPP button on my left sidebar, and go to payperpost.com to sign up for an account (remember to mention me as your referral, c’mon! At least share a bit of moolah love ya? :), and you’re on your way to pocketing big bucks.

Are you serious you ask? Well, apparently, PPP only charges 35% of service fee compared to some other sites like ReviewMe that charges a 100% mark-up. Hence you get high paying opportunities.

Having said all this, no sweat either if your blog doesn’t generate a high traffic, because like me, you can still sign up and earn a small decent amount over time. You’ll never know! If you work on your blog hard enough, it might just turn out to be the site that advertisers love!

The Real Reason I Eat Fries?

Just so that I have an excuse to eat salt. Really.

Review My Post & Get Paid, Interested?

If you noticed at all, some of my postings these days have this button at the end of it,



and true to what it suggests, you will get paid in reviewing my post in your own blog.

If you have a blog, and don’t mind a few extra dollars (who does?!), why not get paid to blog? It’s a neat way to earn a little extra pocket money and at the same time, do some blog marketing for yourself! And this “little extra pocket money” can really add up to a sum! (Oh they sure do! After gotten married, instead of receiving ang paus, I had to fork out money to give ang paus instead, so this really helps to minimize the damage to my wallet. Hehe)

Just click on whichever posts that you want to review from my blog, talk about it in your blog, and you will get a total of USD$7.50 per post. Simple as that! And don’t forget to add the button on your own posting too, because then others can review your posts instead and the good news is, not just they’ll get paid, YOU will get paid too! Go do the math!

So spread the news and share the love. This will help you earn cash and expand your networks and contacts. And by doing so, you will also generate thousands and thousands of links back to your site, and that means for every link and review by other bloggers, your account will grow fatter.

Now is that cool or is that cool? Give it a go!

Of Flu & Fun

So down with fever and cough. Blah.

But on the contrary…

We are going to Genting this Chinese New Year! Dad booked an apartment for 3 days 2 nights. But I think I can only join 2 days, as I’ll be starting work on Friday. Will see how Jason’s leave application turn out…

Got an email to quote for a translation project: English to French. Now that’s a start! My blogging is finally seeing light. Dad has been relentlessly cutting out recruitment ads for me and sis, I was like, “yo dad, I’ve got a kick ass job already! Plus, I’ve got a blog!”, and he went like, “block? Got blocked already some more so happy!” hehe.

Oh and by the way, today is Thursday, and I had frigging no idea! I thought it was Wednesday and that the week had just started! My flu bug is for real, seriously.

Anyway, come what may! Happy Chinese New Year y'all! Can't wait for the yummy reunion dinner!

A Starry Evening

It was a quiet night. I was home early from work. Lady boss had asked me to wrap up work at 5:30pm instead of 6:30pm. It was really nice of her. I guess. And I guess I was in such a chatty mood that I held up Jason for a good one hour after I reached home and I talked, and talked, and talked.

We had chicken hot soup, sweet sour fish, and my favourite stir fry bayam with teeny tiny anchovies for dinner. Coming home to our apartment, instead of heading straight up to our house, we hung out at the play ground instead, on the swing, under the starry night sky.

And yes, we chatted. About so many things. Sometimes I shock myself that I’m actually capable of talking non stop!

The eve of valentine’s when my dad gave his blessings to our marriage one year ago. Yes, it was a gorgeous evening, and lovely memories.

Fly Phones

About two years ago my siblings and I chipped in and bought a cell phone for my dad as Father’s Day gift, I was using an old brick Nokia model I had since forgotten, 3330 or something.

Fast forward a month, and you had me in the toilet, a squatting one for that matter. And yes, you guessed it, my trusty old brick was in my back pocket, which I conveniently forgot, and yes, it went tumbling down the toilet hole :)

As sad as I was, I mean my old Nokia was really very trusty; you can drop it however you want and it will survive. In fact, after it was fished out, cleaned, and dried, it still worked. But that also meant I get to have a new phone.

But I was also very broke. And dad “borrowed” me his Father’s Day gift, the one my siblings and I bought for him.

Up till today.

I’m still having my dad’s phone (hey, I’d be darned if I have the cheeks to return the phone back to him!); and so I decided to get a phone for him this year, either for his birthday or well, Father’s Day. Whenever I get to save enough money. I know, it sucks, two years down the road and I’m still broke! :]

I found some really cool cell phone deals at Wirefly’s. My dad is an average, basic phone user and wirefly seems to have just about all the good options. All he needs is to call out (obviously, duh!), SMS, take pictures, and MMS. Most importantly the phone must be user friendly, so I’m looking at Sony Ericsson or Nokia’s as we are so used to using Nokia’s phone by now, and SE’s layout and functions is similar.

But wirefly.com carries a wide range of phones and service providers; they even have unbeatable plans for you to choose from. Don’t know what to get for your pumpkin pie who resides half a globe apart this coming Valentine’s? Think Motorola RAZR in pink or hot magenta complete with a talk plan to sizzle up to. Oh how cool!

I especially like their cash-in-your-old-phone deals. Just find out the phone that you want and correctly assess its condition to get an instant trade-in quote, print out a prepaid shipping label, box your phone up properly and ship over to them free of charge. And all you gotta do now is to wait 14 days for a check. Neat huh?

I might do just that for a spanking new phone!

The Lil Details That Made Our Day

Being different has always been a tune I sing to, well as much as I can! And for my wedding, I’m glad I have my hubby to duet with! Heh.

He’s been a sport and took all my idealistic concepts in and tried so hard to accommodate to. Thanks largely to him, most of my ideas were able to pull through and made a difference, and hence, leaving behind a string of sweet memories for us to savor up to our ripe old age.

Here I’m going to share a few things and who knows! Maybe you’d like my idea enough to incorporate in your events, or better yet, weddings!

This is my favourite. We used a birdcage in replacement of a ring pillow. The cage was bought from a flea market at The Curve's Streetmarket.

I loved it so much, Jason had to part with RM50.00 for it. That’s a splurge, I know. But I love it!

The cage is now a deco on our coffee table, with 2 mini teddy bears in groom suit and gown in it, and a mini plateful of mints!

This is a banner Jason’s colleague got for us for free! We hung it right at the road junction where guests turned into the parking lots, so they could confirm yeah, this is the place.

It reads: You Made It! We’re So Glad To Have You With Us, along with our picture, names, time, date, and venue.

This one is Jason’s “vision”. He saw it in his mind when we were scouting for venues, and came right to this foyer at Equatorial, Bangi-Putrajaya.

We contemplated many other options, one was suggested by his very helpful friend cum bestman, Kevin P, to print curtain-like backdrop on perforated material, so that the glare from glassed wall will not annoy the guests and at the same time, the wonderful view will not be blocked out. It’s a good idea, in fact we may use it as curtains for our home, but it is one costly idea though.

So finally we decided on this one, with the help of the hotel designer, we had this up and it was stunning against the sky!

This backdrop idea was from Jason too. He was flipping through wedding magazines and came across one that is similar. After communicated with the hotel’s designer, this was the elegant result. We still have the doves with us at home. Recently we lend it to another couple who was getting married too and they love it!

We had striking gerberas dotting the aisles. My parents and I went flower shopping a day before and bought these lovelies. I then had a friend who’s amazing with floral arrangement to do this for us.

I really love the splash of colour! I don’t remember how much the gerberas cost me, but I only bought a dozen of them. Do scout and buy from wholesalers instead of your usual neighbourhood florist which will save you loads.

This, is the program I designed, printed on white paper, and had Jason photocopied by the bulk. David Bong was a sweetie in helping with the alignment. And it came out quietly striking.

There’s this little boy & girl figure holding hands walking towards eternity image at the bottom of the program which was not shown here. That’s the special touch I so adore.
The papers was bought from bookstore around the range of RM4.20/60pcs.

The handmade flower cones were made by my friend, Stephanie, it was really quick and easy to roll them up. Just make sure of the size of the cones, cut the papers to halves (or whatever size deemed appropriate) and then roll! You can get the coloured A4 papers from all bookstores for a couple of dollars.

The flowers were bought together with the gerberas and it was a bag of assorted flowers (mainly orchids, which lasted forever!) for RM8.00. I had wanted rose petals which were relatively cheaper, RM1.00 per handful, but then again, I guess it’ll come back to the same: handful vs bagful.

And my favours! They are lollipops in assorted colours. I don’t eat sweets, but I don’t know why I love the sight of lollipops so much I had to have it in my wedding. Wanna know my earlier, idealistic…uh, idea? I wanted a candy bar!!! So badly. A candy bar with big ass lollipops, popsicles, jars and jars of jellybeans. Yes, even though I don’t eat them. :)

I had cupcakes towers at my buffet lines but alas, I don’t have any pictures of them. I didn’t even get to taste them! :(

The necklace was my aunt’s. She wore them during her wedding! They are faux diamonds but totally lovely and blingy! I also love, love, love the earrings, they are my sister’s. Price RM 29.90. (They’ve since become my birthday present! Hehehehhe)

And that’s my beautiful veil. Yes, MINE! Not from the bridal shop. It was a gift from my ex-colleagues from Debenhams if I got the spelling and name correct. Priceless. And I had white roses as my hair accessory.

Living The Dream Shower

13 years ago, when my dad bought our family house, he brought us out for tiles shopping. I loved it! Mainly because I aspired to be an interior designer then but that’s a different story all together.

When we were contemplating over the tiles for the shower, I insisted my dad to get the high-gloss, marine blue tiles on display. It was obviously one of the most expensive tiles there. But they are really cool. It’s as if water was trapped in the tiles, hence making it look super cooling and it’s as if you are in the ocean. (Disney’s Little Mermaid was the “in” thing then for a girl, you see :)

And he never regretted the choice.

Besides wanting cool cookery gadgets in MY kitchen, I think the next most important space in MY house has to be the shower: the only place where privacy is promised.

It has got to be spacious, preferably with dry and wet area. Oh how I love my shower/bathroom to be dry! The shower head and taps would be the stainless steel types, the set of toilet bowl, basin, etc would be porcelain white.

The whole setting must have loads of natural lights during the days and softened, down lights at nights. So darn relaxing!

I found just the site that provides really cool shower/bath sets and parts. You should check out their designer taps! I love, love their designs!!! Really cool stuff. The only boo-boo for me is that the site, taps4less.com, is UK based, hence if you are from there, rejoice! And double rejoice because delivery is free to mainland UK!

Now, if you would excuse me, I should go sketch a picture of how MY future house would look like, just you know dear hubby, for your reference ;)

I Hate To Glamorise It But Hey JJ!

One goofy smiles.
Two starry eyes.
Many skipitty heart beats.

Those are what your favourite DJ can do to you by just simply dropping by your blog.

Until, your editor emailed you and gives you an assignment *abrupt halt of euphoric music*

So.Kill.Joy.-_-.

Me Grandma From Jamaica

Today is, as informed by JJ and Rudy of Hitz.fm, Robert Nesta aka Bob Marley aka Tuff Gong’s birthday, da man who popularised reggae outside Jamaica.

It was so darn funny listening to them Jamaican accents, and speaking da patoi, which funnily reminds me of me grandma, who was born in no other but Jamaica, da land of reggae. (Tis whole accent thing is so infectious! Me now slurrin' me words and slowin' me speech pace with da imaginary breezy reggae music at da background! Yah Mann!)

So yeah, me grandma, she was born and bred there as her family was doing business there (and some other relatives in Suriname, up until today). Do you see what I see here? You just dump a Chinese any where you want, and they’ll just start a business and do the whole survival thing for you. Talk about money minded? Or survival instinct? You tell me!

She’s got an old Jamaican passport with her baby photo in it. It’s priceless, really. Back then, da day when she was born in da hospital, they need an English name to register her birth, so da nurses in the hospital actually helped in coming up with a name, and her name, complete with a middle name, kicks arse mann!

Clarice Carmen.

Uhm hmm, that’s me grandma’s name. Me have been thinking since young that maybe me should adopt her name for me future daughter. Heh.

Me have also always thought that had me great-grandpa not fallen ill and was not on his death bed, maybe he would nebba request to travel back to China on a ship that took months to arrive.

And maybe me grandma would actually grow up there.

And maybe she would marry a local tall, 6-packed-abs, muscly-arms, strong Jamaican man.

(uh, not to say that my actual grandpa is not the above, he’s actually a very sweet… actually I’ve never met him in person… but from the pictures and stories, I can say that he’s more of a studious, goody-2-shoes sorta nice man.:)

And me father would actually be a Mista Dominique Lauren Jamaican something…

And maybe me would have those dark olive skin and sexy ringlets me so talked about!

And me name would be Maxine Lauren Jamaican something…

And me would be roaming the beaches in ma bikinis with ma pouty lips, ma big brown eyes, and uh… ma mountainous… front…?

Just… maybe :)

He Remembered The Dates!

And I didn’t.

Last 1st Feb was our 4th year 1st-time-meeting-anniversary which I nicely forgot! Boo! Anyway we were out at my mom’s the whole day and maybe I was too occupied… with the TV. Heh.

At night, when we reached our apartment, I walked into our home with tea light candles forming an aisle and candles all around the house!

Some Italian dude (well he scrambled through my CDs) was crooning from the player and a hand was offered to me for a dance.

He wished me Happy Anniversary, and then I was like, GASP! Yeah hor! :D

Schweet!

We danced, laughed, chatted in the dark amidst the candles and cooling breeze (3rd floor from the ground always promises nice, strong winds in the house… and hence dusty floors too -_-)

It was, indeed, a night to remember, its been a real long while since we had proper time off for each other, and actually talk! Couple talk! Ha! Its amazing how we are just two of us but always seem to be busy with something even though we are together, I wonder how’s it gonna be like when the kids come in!

Happy anniversary to you too babe! May our love continue to grow healthily in a million more years to come! (Hehe, yeah, no running away! :)

Three Candles' Up

Today's my big baby's birthday! Have a good one dear! :)