Books I have completed reading since January 2017:
1. Angelopolis - Danielle Trussoni
2. The Magicians - Lev Grossman
3. The Magic Circle - Jenny Davidson
4. Memories - Lang Leav
5. Nightbird - Alice Hoffman
6. To The Devil - A Diva - Paul Magrs
7. Storm - Clive Cussler
8. Witchlight - Lisa Jane Smith
9. The Curse of the Cat Lady - Elly Driss
10. Handbags & Homicide - Dorothy Howell
11. Purses and Poisons - Dorothy Howell
Friends and Enemies
Akatsuki: Nightmares & Dreamscapes
-beats in my head-
Chika-Chin's Anime Mania!
empty white space
In My World
My Blah blah Bulogu
My Little World
Sdovelly~ c'est la vie
Serene's Silent Secrets
Shuffle and Repear
Tolanic's Travel Blog
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Recently, the newspapers in Malaysia had a write up on a local star who is now trying to break into the Japanese music industry. And so I know she is not that pretty compared to me. HAHA. Everyone is beautiful by the way... And I realised the newspapers didn't show their expertise on this write up. We all know newspaper editorial team will edit pictures to what they want the readers to see, but how come they didn't whiten her teeth? The first thing I noticed on the write up was how yellowish her teeth were in the picture. Poor babe. She looks so adorable and squishy in the picture and the only thing that stood out the most was her yellowish perfected teeth.
And ... I found out there is a Japanese group that has great singles and yet never shown their face in public as the team members are working as dentists. How nice. They are able to sell music without showing their face... I also want to do that!
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Missing me, anyone?! Chap 2
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Yes I know I have been missing quite unusually. I wanted to update as soon as I can but caught up with stress and frustration over life.
Last weekend, I spent my time with Jolenesiah in Penang. I did a lot of things which skyrocketed my credit card bills - unexpectedly. First.... I took a public bus from a lawyer's firm office to Gurney Plaza. My mother and I were in the middle of Macalister road. And we know the shopping mall is damn near to where we are. My mother insisted of going by taxi but I refused because taxi drivers in Penang still not using meters, if I'm not mistaken. And it's damn near, what the heck? And my friend from KL informed me that the public bus in Penang is very convenient and very punctual so why not give the buses a chance? So we went to the bus stop wanting to ask for directions but a bus suddenly appeared. I asked does it go to Gurney Plaza and that bus driver in that rickety bus said yes. Not knowing what the hell we were doing, my mother and I hopped into the bus with our luggage. And tried to see where we were... 5 minutes later, we were told to walk on a canopy lane ... we could not see where the lane leads us to but we continued walking because many people were walking on the lanes, and they were speeding with high heels. So we followed and at last, we saw Gurney Plaza!
Then we checked into a 5 star hotel called Equatorial Hotel in Bukit Jambul. The hotel is on a hilltop, which is 10 mins away from Jolene's house. 5 star hotel for a 5 star experience? My ass. The moment I stepped into the hotel, I was given uninformed decision. I booked a single room with twin beds which cost RM235 under a weekend retreat package. This package includes RM80 food allowance. I bought a voucher worth Rm300 and I was informed that the extra from the voucher will be added to my food allowance. So when I asked the staff, they said no such thing because the voucher is not exchangeable for food. But I was told differently by 3 people from the sales dept who had assured me that the hotel staff will know what to do when they see my vouchers. Never mind since they said they will get back to me. Then I went up to the room, took some random naughty pictures and found an envelope lying on the floor informing me my bill has changed from RM235 to RM255. Angered and called up the receptionist and was told RM255 was not a mistake. I on the other side of the phone cursing that I was charged RM235. And I demanded who the hell charged RM255. The receptionist said they were charging according to the bill given. I said it cannot be because my invoice in my email stated otherwise. The receptionist demanded for proof. So I went down to get my 15 minutes complimentary internet. And I was told I need to pay RM2 for a printout. Pissed off because I cannot forward that invoice to the reception counter. Never mind, I printed. And showed the amount. They looked at the RM235 and explained to me they will revert to RM235. I gave them cold answer that booking twin bed doesn't mean I will be staying in with someone else and spotting someone with me doesn't mean that person will be staying with me. Next, I demanded to know what happened to the balance of the voucher. I was explained that the balance could not be given to me in cash terms so the extra will cover whatever the RM80 cannot cover. Again, the staff got hit by me. It was a plain stupid answer because the salespersons who sold the vouchers to me painted a picture that I will SEE more than RM80 in my food allowance bill when the truth is it doesn't. The salesperson should have explained that to me beforehand.
Later at night, Jolenesiah came over to fetch my mum and I to Queensbay Mall to do some exercise before eating. HAHA. Leisure sports we termed it. =) Being a freeloader, I exercised my skills in getting free samples with the translation help from Jolenesiah. HAHA. Then we returned to the hotel.
We went to Kampachi, the famous Japanese restaurant in the hotel, but seriously, I find the menu a little plain or rather limited, or maybe I just don't know much about Japanese culinary, except I only know the price is damn pricey. I don't think a high class Japanese restaurant in Kuala Lumpur is as expensive as the hotel. I ought to check out Rakuzen in Chulan Square. And the three of us were hungry by the next hour. Luckily, we were saved by a coffee house which served wonderful cakes for 50% after 9pm. We went into the French dining restaurant too, but it looked too posh for us to step even further. Later at 10.30 pm, I dragged Jolenesiah to a pub which is rather low class for a hotel. The singers sucks and damn loud when there were only 8 customers (including us) inside. And my cocktail sucks; not enough of orange juice in the screwdriver.
But seriously ... it was my first time in aeon to be able sleep so soundly in a hotel ... the pillow is soooo comfy ... I feel like crawling back there to sleep. No sight of dead roaches or spirits... what a relief.
The next day, I called up for a taxi to airport and an extension for check out. And my mother had a date with her girlfriends. I dated myself in the hotel's Chinese restaurant which sent me filling out their comment card with complains. Don't know if the staff burn the form. Later, I went to the reception to cancel my airport taxi but learned a booking was never made for me. Thank god, mum's friends were taking us to airport. And also later, I found out there were shuttle buses to shopping malls and airports from the hotel, but we were not told. I was pissed, but pissed too late.
And finally met Jolenesiah for the last time to collect my food from her cottage industry. And flown back to KL with Firefly. I pretty like this small midget plane because it provides free drinks and muffins to passengers with such dirt cheap air ticket price. My air ticket was only RM40 per way.
To be frank .... I now don't feel like going to work tomorrow. I had no more motivation to work anymore. I just want to shower in a pool of moolah. Well, it's a long story. Tell you next time.
More than the food I can chew
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
I ran out of money to be frank, and I was seriously thinking of ways of getting free food. The internal seminars were not providing lunch, and my gentleman colleague was nowhere to be found. I had a grim thought of buying lunch from somewhere. But in the end, I told myself just to be thick-skinned and attended an award seminar opposite my building. Simply because the food served seemed to be a lot, surely causing leftovers.
I attended the seminar with a colleague, sitting right in front of the number one position in the whole company who was giving a speech. I sat and counted the seconds to lunch.
And the sheer surprise took place...
After the speech, it was the time for giving out awards. Name after name was called out and some of my colleagues won. I knew they won because they announced a few months ago. My group also applied for the award, but we didn't receive any notice so we thought we didn't win. And so me sitting while shaking my legs in the lecture theater had my heart leaped out into my mouth when I heard my boss's name been called out. I know my boss submitted two applications for the award so I thought his other application won, but later the emcee called out my name too. I became small at that instance. I didn't know whether to go out and collect the award or not ... and my colleague was patting on my shoulder hoping she could bring me back to reality. My bosses were already lining up for the award. I was like stunned. I asked out loud if I should go to. I didn't what I was thinking but I went to collect the award! And the person could not find my cert. It took her a ripe of 10 counts to locate my cert and that 10 counts created an awkward silence. Everyone is hawking their eyes on and so were the two cameramen.
At last I got mine! I was pretty surprised. Never thought I would not only get free lunch but also an award! I display the award daintily on my small drawers. No one who enters my room will fail to see that award.
But so what with the award? I was so demotivated to work since this morning. I had this strong voice telling me from the inside that it's sick of doing admin work. And so it ruined my mood for the day. Because of that, I got scolded by boss about my mistakes in my work. She was telling me she doesn't have time to do corrections. Well, welcome to my world.
I'm still having chest pain. I'm just tired of work. I'm sure I will be complaining like hell when I have lots of money, so is now with no money.
What kind of life does God want me to live?
Spreading the love ...
Monday, March 29, 2010
There's a reason I watch Japanese entertainment programs. Not only the guys are cool and gorgeous, but they are damn silly and to some extent stupid. I guess that's what makes theses program salable.
Here's the first example:
Who are these guys? Oh these guys are Japanese idols. The guest is Yamapi. One of the verrrrrrrrryyyyyyy popular male idol in Japan. I'm currently crazy over his band group. Oh well, they have great bubblegum songs that make me addicted to them.
This is just another reason to laugh at these idols. And we all thought good looking people have no weaknesses or something like that. Idols are just humans too.
And Yamapi is BAKA (silly)!
Friday, March 26, 2010
I was invited to a grand event on March 26 along with a bunch of friends. The first thing crossed my mind when the invitation was in my hand was TROUBLESOME. That is because I have no appropriate clothing for this kind of event, and I'm lazy to do shopping. I suck at makeup and thinking of the transport is very horrifying because I don't really know where the hotel located.
I thought I could wear my new blouse, but my tailor did a poor job and I was as mad as a rabies dog when I saw the end-product.I was biting the tailor throughout the conversation. But one thing it's also my fault for buying a cloth that makes me look old but I like the design! But that's another story. The tailor sew dark blue buttons on the blouse, which what made me fire up. The blouse is already blue, and it doesn't need DARK blue buttons to match it. I requested for a change, and the tailor kept telling me she doesn't have any other buttons, because she needs to go to the city to buy. Then just do it! There is a real difference of customer service between my tailor in the city and this tailor in the neighbourhood. But still this latter tailor is damn expensive! And yet, my colleague complained that RM40 for workmanship is damn expensive. Hey, I paid RM75 for this poor work. No wonder my tailor charged me RM90 for her quality of work.
Anyways, I solved the outfit problem by picking one of my Victorian lacy blouses. Just love that blouse. But it was a nightmare to iron it. Oh blame on the stupid iron. The top was never smooth and it almost burn it!!! What frustration!
Never mind .... at least I could do a basic makeup.
Well, the event was just ... OK. Many people were there, but they are not there for networking. They were just sticking to their gang. I didn't even see some old timers that I know of except for the ex-fan and the Japanese ambassador's wife. It seems that whatever events I attend, the Japanese ambassador and his wife are there. How sporting the couple are! I'm just wondering why I never had the chance to get to know the ambassador... well... I'm sure there would be a chance in the future. But at the moment, maybe I should just email some acquaintance in the embassies and some other companies that I have switched job.
Ok. Seriously. I was really looking forward to the food. That is what I usually do in all functions. Food! How err ... glutton I am? Anyways... I thought the food was just so-so. The appetiser was ... smoked salmon and don't remember the other two items ... but it was not up to my taste. I just thought a lighter appetiser can be served, as in just only one item instead of serving smoked salmon and chicken and 3 slices of vegetable leafs. I just really thought the appetiser's decor can be more playful. It somehow gave me the thought I could create my own art too. I seriously thought vegetables can be served more? The main course was salmon in white sauce and some purple lettuce wrapped chicken. The salmon was big but why served salmon again? I already had that as appetiser. Why repeat ingredients? The only thing I really enjoy is the Chocolate Mousse Cake (similar). Even that, the cake was 'tight'. The cake doesn't melt in your mouth and you got to chew it. HAHA. But I really like the cake base. It has some biscuits. The mango pudding looked so good but it wasn't when you scooped into your mouth. The same reason as the cake. The pudding solution was just too thick and 'tight'. Pudding should be soft in your mouth but this was hard. I only managed to eat the mango bits on the pudding. I don't like to waste food but I cannot bring myself to finish it. But I finished my friend's Choc cake. =)
Hmm... I really the food in the Legend Hotel and KL Convention Centre.
Oh well, my friends and I made a move before the event ended. It was just too long and I didn't realise my eyes were bloodshot till I went to the restroom. But I don't mind to have a cup of coffee or some drinks after the event! Better not since I seldom do exercise. What does it feel like to stare at the emblazoned sky of stars with a drink in your hand? I never had done that except walking on the lonely lanes at 12 am with the sky watching over me.
It was a great night by the way. And I guess my eyeliner refused to follow me home because I can't find it in my handbag!
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