How should I start blogging about my unemployed state ? I think it's probably gonna end up being a bitch-fest on my part at least. You guys have no idea how -not one..but TWO prominent private hospitals screwed me up . But at the same time, I don't really dare complain ..YET. What if some psycho pharmacy person comes across this blog? or worse still..i get mistaken as a bimbo a la chiamsuchuen (it'll be inevitable since it'll be full-on bitching) ? die-lah.. My pharmacy career in Malaysia will be totally ruined. Wenhao, don't worry okay..I'm still in the i-have-no-shame-being-unemployed state.
Being unemployed has been pretty cool actually. I thought I would have gone mad by now..being in a perpetual state of idleness..but I'm actually enjoying myself. I've been catching up on some much needed sleep (I used to sleep for 5/6 hours or less in UK) and then have lovely afternoon siestas (ie. afternoon naps!). Utter bliss..
Since I more or less self-diagnosed myself as an ADHD sufferer (it stands for Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder..just like Lynette's kids in D. Housewives) I actually haven't been reading much. I'm still stuck on The Historian since 3 weeks ago.. and June's Murakami is calling out to me <--no I'm not dillusional. So far, I've only read The Devil Wears Prada courtesy of chiamsuchuen.. that's because Nana & June are waiting to read the book .. and also because I want to watch the movie. Speaking about the movie, it won't be out till September!! How dissapointing! Somehow I have a feeling that the movie will turn out better than the book though. I can't wait to see all the *pretty* clothes & bitch fights!
Shopping has actually been pretty dissapointing. So far, I've managed to spot 3 tops and a pair of pants (which I've bought in the UK) .. here. These items are now on sale & to make it worse, the original prices were also cheaper. I'm more or less on a shopping-fast but it's not like I've totally stopped shopping (haha). I've still managed to get a couple of nice things... What I'm really frustrated about are the summer sales! Agh..I'm so tempted to shop online.. (I dread to see my bank balance)!
Oooh...I've also been reading lots of random blogs and ahem..your blogs too (i'm referring to: SC,WH,CH)! I've never really read blogs..till this holidays and I'm more or less addicted to it ( for now anyway). The only blog that I used to read (constantly) was Kenny Sia's (kennysia.com) and if you have yet to read his blog...go read it!! It's hilarious! Here are some of the blogs that I've been reading:
1. iamfashion.blogspot.com - It's like a female version of Gizmodo (gizmodo.com)
2. chubbyhubby.net - It has the most amazing pictures/ reviews about FOOD! yummm
3. blackjetta.blogspot.com - Funky graphics/pictures..but bitchy (ie hilarious)
I draw the line on extremely bimbotic blogs (yes chuen...there are posts more bimbotic than yours) like Singapore's Xiaxue (just Google her if you're that desperate to read her posts).
And how can I not mention YouTube? It saw me through extreme exam stress and also right now! Japanese video clips are the most hilarious ones..where they perform cool pranks/tricks to elicit sheer public embarassment! Has anyone seen the Silent Library clip? It's soo funny!!
To end..I've decided to start a new game..You guys have to do it. Why? Because i want to.
5 Things You Probably Didn't Know about Me
1. I'm a Zouk reject.. just because I'm not 21 yet (I'm happy being 20 & YOUNG..haah)
2. I've been cooking..under my mommy's supervision!
3. No, I have not poisoned/killed anyone with my cooking yet
4. I <3 Wikipedia .. I used it for my lab reports & revision + erm...random kay poh-ing
5. I miss Pimp My Ride...I miss all the bling , cool paint jobs , Xzibit saying 'You've been pimped!'
6. The 3rd one prob isn't counted.. so : I was so bored that I answered a random question on my profile page
p/s : <3 is a symbol for a heart and NOT an ice cream!
Anway, hope to see you all later & Grace.. have fun in Uni!
Muacks!
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
Backpacking in Borneo
ah! auntie! since i am your hero, the next trip you must come with me!
i'm sure all of you think i am crazy to be wandering alone in suchuen's weird island. to be honest, you guys aren't the only ones. so many ppl i met along the way gave me the stange look ' are you ok?' or the kesian look ' aiyoh this girl got no friends'. i don't know which i'd prefer, but travelling alone can be both boring yet liberating.
to summarise my trip before i start rambling:
I MANAGED TO MAKE IT TO THE SUMMIT!!! JUST IN TIME FOR SUNRISE. i nearly boiled with frusration when it was raining the night before ascending to the peak. it was 2004 mt kinabalu replay all over again. ridiculous i tell you. i was sitting in bed, unable to sleep, praying, and debating if i will ever come back to this mountain if i did not manage to go to the summit.
to my immense relief it stopped raining at 2am, only to start again at 2.30, just as we were leaving. the guide said ' kalau hujan lagi lebat, kita kena PATAH BALIK' those horrible words. its bad enough not reaching, worst if you have to PATAH BALIK.
anyway, thank God, it did not get heavier, and after hiking in the pitch dark for 3 hrs we finally conquered the mountain.
descending was another challenge in itself, and i must say, a very fearful one. worst that climbing up.
my diving plans we foiled due to a combination of rain and my laziness. i wish it did not rain! darn.
hence i ended up wandering in kk: taking a bus to tanjung aru and sutera harbour and lying on their private beach. wandering through town looking for a backpackers lodge. taking a speedboat to manukan island, lying on the beach and reading a book. eating tausapau and seafood noodles at a kopitiam alone. haha. talking to crazy angmoh backpackers who were travelling for 7 months, and spending 3 -4 weeks of that in SABAH. siao. i met many nice people, one 'dodgy' boatman who wanted to bring me snorkelling at mamutik island and took my handphone number. (i don't know why i gave it to him). talking to the hostel owner until the middle of the night. sharing a dorm with 7 other crazy smelly travellers, one of them a 60 year old canadian woman travelling alone. one nice old sabah guy who brought me to this coffee shop with superb tau sa pau.talking to bus drivers and other travellers and some dusun/kadazan locals.
okay, kk was fun, at the end of 5 days there i was freaking broke.
then i boarded the plane to visit our tribesman in kuching. our iban headhunter friend decided to crawl out of the long house and drive a car instead of rowing a sampan. hence, i spent 2 nights in kuching, partying gila. tribesman played at a gig he organized and the after gig party was lagi syok. old skool music clubbing. and no need to worry about transport. (unlikeKL) on the contrast, i had to wake up at 730am to go to church. after partying til 330am.
oh, if any of you go to sarawak, you must eat the laksa. ahhh...the laksa is a cross between penang laksa and curry laksa. awesome man. i had WAY too many bowls of laksa.
tribesman's family are, such nice ppl you wouldn't think there are related. as his father is a headhunter, there were skulls hanging outside the door of the house, and crates of 'tuak' in the storeroom under the longhouse. mind you the house is really very long. and every room has a different occupant. also a lot of spears and solimpopon around. babi hutan is the signature dish in the house. the language is very different, not malay, not english, but some native language that originated from china.----hokkien. hah!
(P/S: the skulls are but a part of my imagination)
so there, after 8 days, im back back back in civilised KL where the trafic jams rule the roads instead of trees and monkeys, mountains and ibans.
nana:if you want to watch tribesman sing with his solimpopon, head down to berjaya times sq on the 5/8 or to labodega KL on the 6/8.
i'm sure all of you think i am crazy to be wandering alone in suchuen's weird island. to be honest, you guys aren't the only ones. so many ppl i met along the way gave me the stange look ' are you ok?' or the kesian look ' aiyoh this girl got no friends'. i don't know which i'd prefer, but travelling alone can be both boring yet liberating.
to summarise my trip before i start rambling:
I MANAGED TO MAKE IT TO THE SUMMIT!!! JUST IN TIME FOR SUNRISE. i nearly boiled with frusration when it was raining the night before ascending to the peak. it was 2004 mt kinabalu replay all over again. ridiculous i tell you. i was sitting in bed, unable to sleep, praying, and debating if i will ever come back to this mountain if i did not manage to go to the summit.
to my immense relief it stopped raining at 2am, only to start again at 2.30, just as we were leaving. the guide said ' kalau hujan lagi lebat, kita kena PATAH BALIK' those horrible words. its bad enough not reaching, worst if you have to PATAH BALIK.
anyway, thank God, it did not get heavier, and after hiking in the pitch dark for 3 hrs we finally conquered the mountain.
descending was another challenge in itself, and i must say, a very fearful one. worst that climbing up.
my diving plans we foiled due to a combination of rain and my laziness. i wish it did not rain! darn.
hence i ended up wandering in kk: taking a bus to tanjung aru and sutera harbour and lying on their private beach. wandering through town looking for a backpackers lodge. taking a speedboat to manukan island, lying on the beach and reading a book. eating tausapau and seafood noodles at a kopitiam alone. haha. talking to crazy angmoh backpackers who were travelling for 7 months, and spending 3 -4 weeks of that in SABAH. siao. i met many nice people, one 'dodgy' boatman who wanted to bring me snorkelling at mamutik island and took my handphone number. (i don't know why i gave it to him). talking to the hostel owner until the middle of the night. sharing a dorm with 7 other crazy smelly travellers, one of them a 60 year old canadian woman travelling alone. one nice old sabah guy who brought me to this coffee shop with superb tau sa pau.talking to bus drivers and other travellers and some dusun/kadazan locals.
okay, kk was fun, at the end of 5 days there i was freaking broke.
then i boarded the plane to visit our tribesman in kuching. our iban headhunter friend decided to crawl out of the long house and drive a car instead of rowing a sampan. hence, i spent 2 nights in kuching, partying gila. tribesman played at a gig he organized and the after gig party was lagi syok. old skool music clubbing. and no need to worry about transport. (unlikeKL) on the contrast, i had to wake up at 730am to go to church. after partying til 330am.
oh, if any of you go to sarawak, you must eat the laksa. ahhh...the laksa is a cross between penang laksa and curry laksa. awesome man. i had WAY too many bowls of laksa.
tribesman's family are, such nice ppl you wouldn't think there are related. as his father is a headhunter, there were skulls hanging outside the door of the house, and crates of 'tuak' in the storeroom under the longhouse. mind you the house is really very long. and every room has a different occupant. also a lot of spears and solimpopon around. babi hutan is the signature dish in the house. the language is very different, not malay, not english, but some native language that originated from china.----hokkien. hah!
(P/S: the skulls are but a part of my imagination)
so there, after 8 days, im back back back in civilised KL where the trafic jams rule the roads instead of trees and monkeys, mountains and ibans.
nana:if you want to watch tribesman sing with his solimpopon, head down to berjaya times sq on the 5/8 or to labodega KL on the 6/8.
Tay Li June is my hero
When I grow up, I wanna be just like her. If you don't call hanging out in an unknown place alone for 3 days heroic, then you don't deserve to be reading this post on how my hero Tay Li June lived the life of a solitude backpacker somewhere along the coast of Mikilikonjaro Island (loosely translated as Kota Kinabalu. yes la lame la. KK just sounds too normal and developed. Which would make people think less of my hero Tay Li June. So you see, I had to change its name.).
I get the feeling TLJ is partying in Kuching even as I type this, with tribesmen whom she befriended during her recent foray into one of the many lush, green Sarawakian forests, no less. Not content with swimming with the sharks and starfishes in our very own Pulau Perhentian just last week, she just had to broaden her horizons by climbing Sabah's Mount Kinabalu, descending with a newfound passion to mingle with others who shared the same passion as herself - hanging out in unknown places alone.
I have decided to stop expecting the date of TLJ's return to her homeland, KL as I know it will only be met with an sms saying that she has found a new species of dodo bird (which are supposed to be extinct.That's my hero TLJ for you.) that she absolutely must conduct a thorough research on, the pursuit of which will cause her to be incommunicado with the rest of the civilised world for as long as it takes for her to discover the prehistoric origins of said dodo bird. Or something along those lines.
To my hero TLJ, I only have this to say to you:
Please come home soon because I want to go to Singapore.
ps. if nobody posts anything within the next one week I will continue to produce posts of this calibre regularly until someone does so don't say I didn't warn you.
I get the feeling TLJ is partying in Kuching even as I type this, with tribesmen whom she befriended during her recent foray into one of the many lush, green Sarawakian forests, no less. Not content with swimming with the sharks and starfishes in our very own Pulau Perhentian just last week, she just had to broaden her horizons by climbing Sabah's Mount Kinabalu, descending with a newfound passion to mingle with others who shared the same passion as herself - hanging out in unknown places alone.
I have decided to stop expecting the date of TLJ's return to her homeland, KL as I know it will only be met with an sms saying that she has found a new species of dodo bird (which are supposed to be extinct.That's my hero TLJ for you.) that she absolutely must conduct a thorough research on, the pursuit of which will cause her to be incommunicado with the rest of the civilised world for as long as it takes for her to discover the prehistoric origins of said dodo bird. Or something along those lines.
To my hero TLJ, I only have this to say to you:
Please come home soon because I want to go to Singapore.
ps. if nobody posts anything within the next one week I will continue to produce posts of this calibre regularly until someone does so don't say I didn't warn you.
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