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Quality Street, fugu and Dionne Warwick.

I’m going on a diet. Feeling like a tub of lard, looking like it also. Where’s my chin?

Was supposed to buy shoes and ended up getting this instead.

Quality Street.

Quality Street.

I am hopeless.


Spent the whole weekend hanging out with the boo, doing absolutely nothing. We checked out Gardens. It was still under renovation, the smell of paint stripper gave me a mild headache.

And we found this Japanese restaurant that serves fugu!!!! I was so excited over it (still am, actually) but I was too full to eat a full course fugu meal. Absolutely going to try it next time and if I’m still alive by then, you will see a blog post dedicated to it.


I’m going to see Dionne Warwick tonight at the Shang. ZOMG, exciting!

++ Update ++

Just read a post from PreciousPea about eating fugu at Gardens. I think it’s the same restaurant. To be honest, I don’t think they’re serving real fugu, from the looks of it. From what I know, an obvious effect of eating fugu flesh is numbness on the tongue, but that is missing from the the blogger’s narration. And they’re even serving fugu liver…wtf…wiki said it’s ILLEGAL to serve the liver in Japan cause it’s so fucking toxic.

Real or fake fugu? RM 150 is way too much to pay for a fake thrill. I think I’m more inclined to try The Real McCoy in Japan now.

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Tsentsen, Karaoke, JB, Muar and stubby digits.

Tsentsen was in town recently and we hit the karaoke joint. The last time we sang together he’d got a bad sore throat so I had no one to duet with. Glad he could indulge me this time!

The duet.

We had so much fun! I wish I could karaoke every night. Tsen is an amazing singer, he’s performed in Carnegie Hall, ok!

After that, we adjourned to William’s for some supper. I had my favourite mushroom soup while Tsen got his dose of delicious cheese naan.

Camhoring at Williams.

The next day….

Went to Kulai to attend a friend’s wedding. It was lovely! One of those weddings that is done the way the couple wants it and not because it’s “supposed” to be like that.

Boo and me at the wedding.

We stayed overnight in Kulai. Had dimsum for supper at 3am. It was one of the best dimsum I’ve had. Big fresh juicy prawn dumplings and wholesome porridge. Errr…obviously forgotten to take pictures again because I was too into the food =P

I did however, captured the mesmerising dollop of chilli sauce.

Next morning, we decided to stop in Johor Bahru. It was a disappointing trip. The traffic jam was worse than KL’s and the food wasn’t even good. We ate at this place because we saw some pictures of Singapore’s quasi-celebrities dining at the restaurant. I should have known not to trust the taste buds of Singaporeans’. No offence really, but I’ve had my fair share of Singaporean food and they are quite frankly, really bad. So, I really wouldn’t blame our neighbours for actually enjoying the less than fantastic fare we’ve got to offer.

We wanted to go to Danga Bay after lunch but a massive downpour hit us and the traffic jam got even worse. Didn’t help matter that Danga Bay signboards also went missing after several turns. We decided to abandon JB and head up to Muar.

When boredom struck…

On our way to Muar, we called the Suan to ask for directions to the infamous otak-otak. But girl told me she’s in the Land of Smiles so I quickly cut short the conversation (I’m such a considerate friend, ok) and decided to hunt the place down ourselves. After asking a few people from different petrol stations, we got to Bentayan Food Court.

Had 40 sticks of otak-otak. They were AWESOME. I forgot to take any picture because I was too busy eating, obviously. After otak-otak, we drove around somemore to look for soto. We failed in our quest though, so no soto =(

And here are completely random pictures of my digits because I really love my nail colours. I bought the nail polish eons ago but never used it because the colour didn’t look good from the bottle. Glad I tried it on and I’m loving it now.

My nails

My toes

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Hung up over Hong Kong.

Just came back from Hong Kong. It’s amazing how a country only 4 hours away from ours can be so different. I was gasping at the sight of the highrise condominiums. They’re so high and dense, they seemed surreal. While I thought they looked absolutely majestic, I kept having this weird expectation of them collapsing at any moment. The buildings just seemed rather delicate to me.

Naturally, the first picture I took of Hong Kong is bamboo scaffolding. It’s the 21st century and they’re still using bamboos and churning out futuristic looking buildings. I think it’s too cool.

Bamboo scaffolding.

Then it’s off to delicious dinner of sui kao meen (dumpling noodle) and tung ling char (ice lemon tea).

Sui kao meen and tung ling char.

Camwhoring in the restaurant.

Absofuckinglutely orgasmic. I was tempted to order another side of dumplings only but I refrained. I had wanted to reserve more belly space for dessert. Wise move indeed.

On the way for dessert, I passed by what I assumed was an over-ambitious brothel as it addressed itself as a “club”. Anyway, I took picture with it. Too bad the signboard wasn’t in yellow colour otherwise it’d have been more apt.

Wan Chai Club. Oooh sucky, sucky, onri 5 dorras.

Vintage pimpstress prepositioning unidentified male.

I got over my fascination with Hong Kong’s sex industry and adjourned to the dessert house. It’s called Shu Liu Shan or something like that.

Mango pudding with ice cream.

Something made out of pomelo/sago/mango/coconut cream.

This dessert house must be the creme de la creme of mango based dessert. After having them, I can assure you that you can die happy. Aside from mango based stuff they also have shuet kap gou (hasma), bird’s nest and goodies like….

Curry pork tripe,squid, radish and fishballs!

Pork skin RAWWKKKS. (rotflol, sorry inside joke)

I wasn’t contented with leaving just like that. I had to tarpao something!

At Lock Road.

Colourful Tsimshatsui.

Back at the hotel, I couldn’t sleep so I ate takeaway I bought earlier on from the dessert house.

Mochi with fresh mango filling.

They were so good I finished all of them at one go.

Still, I couldn’t sleep. So I started harrasing my boo via sms. Got him to make a 30 minute long distance call. For 30 minutes he listened to me sobbed and burped and farted and rambled. Thanks boo

I hate it when people give me unsolicited advice regarding relationships. Well, actually I hate it when people give me unsolicited advice regarding anything really. I mean, just because you’ve been burnt or dumped or conned, doesn’t mean other people are as weak or as dumb as you so really, STFU. SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Eeeer…oops I veered.

1:27 am.

1:30 am.



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