Thursday, August 31, 2006

I give up

....on Limewire Video.

Limewire is superb when it comes to downloading songs. But when it comes to downloading movies........ I have only one word: S.I.G.H!!

I downloaded Superman Returns the other day. It turned out to be a documentary on dolphins.

I just finished downloading Cars and it turned out to be P0R\.

I give up on Limewire when it comes to downloading movies.

*raises white flag*

okla... must give it some credits too. I downloaded the whole season 2 of Desperate Housewives using Limewire and Love Actually (part1) turned out alright. :P

-/-

Selamat Hari Merdeka!!!

We Malaysians associate almost everything with food, no? Therefore I'm having a house warming! :P

Pictures later. =)

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Floating Beach

My kepochi Aunt visited me on Friday. She was telling me about the Floating Beach so off we went to West India Quay. I had imagined the floating beach to be a real floating beach. Apparently they flew in some 30 tonnes of sand from Jamaica so I was really looking forward to seeing a floating beach....
The Banner

Dragon Heartbeats- Traditional Trinidad & Tobago Carnival dragon and imps.

Been There, Done that, Cam-whored my feet. :P

The 36m x 8m Floating Beach. O_o

The Hotter Than Hell Chilli at the farmer's market. Doesn't really live up to its name.

DreamState performance. This couple is brilliant!

I thought this is pretty cool. =) Taken at the Ladies, obviously. :P

When we arrived, we walked around and all we saw were rides and some performance but couldn't find the floating beach. I thought we were conned. At some point, my Aunt turned around and saw the 32m x 8m "floating beach". How disappointing.

So, the Handsome, nothing exciting ok? Floating beach is just a name to con sua-ku like me. Janganlah Marah... tsk tsk tsk. So Siu Hei. :P

And it's confirmed!

House Warming on Thursday 31 August 2006 in conjuction with Merdeka Day at 3pm. Please let me know if you're coming. RSVP... RSVP!!! No RSVP= we won't pick you up cos we don't know you're coming!!

Friday, August 25, 2006

Of ex-landlord, broadband, new flat and etc

I finally made my way to Central London after err... a few days. I feel like I'm living in a kampung. It's so peaceful in the new area. Every alternate evening, I go out for a run/brisk walk for about 30 minutes. I feel refreshed and healthier.

I was at the World's Local Bank today so I checked my online statements before leaving the bank. The ex-landlord banked in part of my deposit. They deducted some 70quid and I am furious. I made sure I cleaned the flat thoroughly before I left. Everything was left in good condition. I've emailed the management for clarification. A lawyer friend has kindly offered me help so I'm not that worried. But still, I'm damn annoyed. 70 bloody quid. I can get a Ted Baker skirt which I returned ok!! With that 70quid, I can topup another fiver and pay a week's rent in the current flat. Most landlords are cunning and they are pirates! Bleh! The same thing happened to me when I was in North Wales. The landlord deducted 50quid from the deposit. Bloody cunning, I tell you.

The broadband finally arrived a couple of days ago but something is wrong with the landline. No dialing tone. I'm annoyed but it didn't tick me off because 'Maggie' is still providing me yo-yo internet access. The draw back is I have to put my laptop on the bed to get good signal. I've figured out the perfect position for the laptop to receive good/very good 11Mbps. =)

I was in bed reading Norwegian Wood around 2am. Suddenly, I heard a woman moaning. That was my upstairs neighbours having a good time with his... wife, I assume- never met them before. It was my very first time listening to that live. :P Sounded weird. Perhaps living in the bedroom is not a good idea after all.

My Aunt's visiting me today and she'll be staying over for a night. Hopefully we'll sleep before 2 and the moaning does not happen. Even if it were to happen, I hope it won't wake my Aunt up. It's time to play masak-masak again tonight. =)

Oh, there was a mini bloggers' meet few days ago. It was supposed to be 8 but only 3 turned up. The Handsome overslept. -_- I don't know what happened to the others. But the meet was good. We had Vietnamese at Viet Garden in Angel. The service was slow but the food was good and the price was very reasonable.

Long distance is a pain. Another week to go.......

It's time for some retail therapy!! Till then!!

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Planning for the House Warming

It's been almost 2 weeks since I moved into my new flat. When I was talking to my friend one day, he popped the question. "When is the house warming?" I was taken aback. I realised I never had one before. Throughout my 4 years! So this time, I'm determined to organise one. Just a small one. =)

The flatmate agreed so yesterday we were talking about the menu. She was saying she wanted to cook soup, stew chicken wings and the chinese dishes. I wasn't keen on that. We don't have a proper dining table to start with. Everyone will be sitting on the floor or sofa. The last thing we want is to see gravy/soup stains on the carpet. I told her my concerns. I told her about my ideas- finger food. But she wasn't keen either. She suggested ordering takeaway pizza sets as it is cheaper and saves time. Besides, we don't have to clean up everything. I agreed reluctantly.


Last night, I was so hungry at 3am so started thinking about food. I told you I'm weird- thinking of food when I'm extremely hungry. :P Anyway, I thought about the food I'd cook if I were to have a house warming party. I reckon it will definitely be better than having takeaway pizzas and chicken wings, no? Besides, I have a proper kitchen now! It's time for me to play masak-masak in the kitchen! I don't mind preparing, cooking and washing up all by myself.

This afternoon, when the flatmate came over, I told her about my plan and she agreed! After all, I told her I don't mind doing the cooking and washing up. :P

Anyway, the menu. Tentatively- you know fickle minded I am.
  • Spaghetti Bolognese
  • Chicken wings
  • Cucur ikan bilis
  • salad
  • mini pizzas
  • Trifle for dessert.

How does that sound. Any suggestions?

The house warming is not happening until next Thursday. Everyone's invited. =) Just email or drop a comment and I'll direct you to my new flat! See ya then!

Untitled

"I have a good news and a bad news for you"

Her heart sank but she said "bad news first"

"The bad news is, I have an interview on the 4th and 5th September"

She frowned. He was coming back a day later than expected.

"Oh no! Another day to add to the count down. But it's ok, just another day" She tried to console herself. "Now, tell me the good news!"

"The good news is, I am coming back to my sweety next Friday after the interview to spend the weekend with you, and I will fly to Berlin on Monday for the interview and fly back on Tuesday."

"NOoooooooooooooo Baby! You're staying in Germany until the 5th. Don't do that!"

"Shut up sweety. Listen to me, ok"

"Ok. Thank you so much!! I running late now. Speak to you tomorrow ok?"

"Ok. Enjoy your evening. Bye"

*click*

She was smiling the whole night. Sweet. =)

9 more days. =)

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Doubt

I've been trying to keep myself busy but when I'm alone, the dream haunts me. I keep thinking about that dream. What does it try to tell me? Why him and her?

I doubt myself.

Have I lost the capability to love someone?

I'm confused.

I'm in doubt.

I'm scared.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

I had a dream

I had a very weird dream this morning.

I dreamt about this guy who broke my heart into millions of pieces.

I had just finished a meeting with a few colleagues and was about to head home but I ended up in her house to meet someone. It was an impromptu visit. It was a wrong move. That afternoon, he came over to propose to her. It was a Friday. He came over with his parents and his father was pushing a maroon colour Bentley. She was standing at the car porch in her wedding gown. His parents and him walked towards her. His Dad was in a suit and so was he. He was wearing an oversized Gucci tie. After his Dad handed over the car keys to her, they held hands and walked together. Everyone was admiring the car. The press was there too. I remember how angry I was at myself for being there. I shouldn't have in the first place. I took a bus home and chose to sit at the last row. He miraculously appeared in front of me. He saw I was about to cry so he talked to me. He said he was sorry and he said she wasn't the third party in our relationship. It was after she appeared that he realised he still loves her. He asked for my number and he said "you know my number right?" I kept mum. He continued, "Well my house phone, her name is ching". I was about to cry but I fought hard. I took out my phone and called K.

Then the dream ended.

What does this dream try to tell me? Is it reliable in the first place? That fellow and I were never a couple. We were seeing each other for a short period of time but never went out.

I have stopped talking to him and his current girlfriend (who happened to be my friend) after what they did to me earlier this year.

I don't understand. Why do they appear in my dream? I don't want to dream about him anymore.

Why? Why? Why?

This dream has been haunting me since I woke up. I need to let this out. I'm frustrated. I'm annoyed at myself.

Sigh.

I...

miss you so much.

18 days to go.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Update #273

I'm blogging from my new flat. I'm in the process of applying for new broadband connection but someone in this area has kindly allow me to freeride on her awireless internet connection. The signal is low but I have no complains. I am eternally grateful to her.

Moving was tiring. I've got muscle aches on my tummy and arms. Strangely enough, I'm hyperactive when I moved my stuff. I think I'm a nutter. I don't like people helping me to move my stuff. I insisted I move everything by myself. :P

The new flat is nice but it's partially furnished. I'm living off my suitcases/boxes now. Sigh. I've ordered a wardrobe and some storage containers and they should arrive on Thursday. On Thursday I'll be assembling the furniture and I shall try to have some fun doing so. The new housemate should come on Thurs so we'll fix them together.

I need to get used to living alone until the housemate moves in at the end of the month. It can be a little scary to live alone in a proper one bedroom flat. So far I've never left home without the personal alarm.

I went to Luton airport to send him off this afternoon. Goodness gracious the queue at the check in desk was freaking long! They are not as strict as before- which is a good thing. Liquids are still not allowed on board. I don't think the security checks in Luton are as strict as Heathrow/Gatwick though. I hope things will clear in the next couple of weeks. *fingers and toes crossed*

I want to go for a jog tomorrow evening. Something is clearly wrong with me. I never liked jogging but for the past few days, I've been wanting to jog at the park but was tied down with work and other commitments. Since I'm alone and have nothing better to do, I reckon it's time I go out for a jog. =) Time to dust my sneakers.


20 days till I see you again... I miss you dearly.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Rant

I feel like shit.

I look horrible.

Damn pek chek lahhhhhhh

Why do I have a million and one things in the shoebox? My clothes alone took up 1 large suitcase, 1 small hand carry case, and 2 boxes. My undergarments needed 1 medium size box. That's not the end. I have my books, notes, story books, speakers, kitchen utensils, speaker, rice cooker, blender/juicer, cosmetics, other misc items and yada yada yada. The list is never ending.
Oh and my shoes! And bags!

Seriously, packing is such a bitch.

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ok. end of rant. I'm hungry. I'm gonna continue packing again.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Saturday

I woke up later than usual this morning.

In the afternoon, the boy and I met up and we got some croissants and a copy of The Times from Tesco and went to Starbucks for brunch. He's a Starbucks Cafe Latte addict whereas I settle for a mug of piping hot Skinny Hot Chocolate on a cold day like today.

We sat on the sofa. He read the main section of The Times and I browsed through a crappy copy of Camden Journal and later read the Body and Soul section of The Times. Occassionally, we exchange a few words.

We left after an hour plus. He went home to prepare for his interview while I came back to pack my stuff.


I hate it when I have low blood sugar level. My hands shiver and I feel horrible. I feel unproductive as I can't get much packing done.

My packing seems never ending. I have 2 big boxes and 4 small ones packed. While packing, I went through my old stuff which I accumulated over the 4 years. I found pictures of my sister and her ex. I found a dog picture which the ex drew for me. I saw my old pictures when I was younger. I saw innocence in the old me. I saw so many things that were hidden under my sofa bed. So nostalgic.

The room is in a mess. I took out everything from the cupboard but I have no energy left to pack.

I'm tired.

Give me sugar, puhleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Friday, August 11, 2006

Preview

Update:

The caked turned out to be so much better than I expected! The deco was pretty bad though.

We had dinner at Fairuz, a Lebanese restaurant between Bond Street and Marylebone. I had 2 starters and they are extremely good. The bread are so fresh and.. ohhhh.. Yummyyyyy!! Cold and hot starters is £4.95 each and the Chef special starters is £5.95. Wines are very expensive though. The cheapest Lebanese wine on the menu was £13. Other wines are above 20quid. The service is good. The restaurant is very small though.

The waiter brought the cake out and one of our friends thought it was from the shop. heeheee *kembang* We sang the usual birthday song and the other customers joined in as well. One of them asked if she could have a piece of cake so we sent a piece over to her table. teehee.

We ended up in the pub after dinner. :P Lucky us, we got a table and the pub wasn't packed at all! We left shortly before 12 but got home around one because of the engineering work (I assume) going on on Oxford Street hence the bus routes were diverted.




5 and a half hours later, it's finally done and sitting in the fridge.

I don't think it looks very promising but I'm quite proud of myself. It's my first time baking and decorating a cake. Not too bad for someone who has zero creativity, aye? :P *syiok sendiri mode on*

The Ferrero Rochers won't stay put 'cos the cake is uneven.
I'll try to rearrange them again later.
I'm off to take a nap then get ready for the dinner tonight. =)
Laters.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Almost forgotten

I almost forgotten how it feels like when Mommy gives me the red light.
That excitement died down immediately. *poof* just like that.
I know there's no way I can persuade her. I tried anyway. I explained but all she said was "Another time lah. It's too soon."

I'm very disappointed.

Since I came abroad, Mommy hardly says no. Want to go for holidays? No problem. Shopping? Go ahead. When I complained that air tickets are expensive, she said "Don't worry lah. Just buy it." I didn't have to ask for permission before going on holidays with friends. All I had to do was tell her "Mom, I'm going for holidays with so-and-so for x number of days. We're going to blablabla". She never said no. Her reply was always positive for the past 4 years.

I called home tonight to ask for permission to go on holiday with the bf. We planned to go on a short trip before I leave home for 3 weeks in September. I was excited when he told me about the plan. He wanted to bring me to the oh-so-cliche-and-overrated Paris but I said no. I wanted some where else. I was so keen on Brussels. Eurostar had superb deals. Now everything is gone. GONE!

When she hesitated and told me "it's a bit too soon", I kept quiet. I was so disappointed. My heart weighed a tonne. I almost teared.

I've always do things MY way. I had all the freedom in the world to do everything I wanted. And 4 years later, I see a red light.

Sigh.

Better luck next time, perhaps.

Oh well, at least she didn't object like how she used to. To my surprise, she told me to enjoy myself and enjoy my time with him. That must be a big step for her, I reckon.

Hopefully in few months' time, I see a green light. =)

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

My little shoebox

In 5 days' time, I'll be leaving this shoebox. The shoebox I called home for the past 10 months. I moved in 15th October last year and on the 14 Aug, I'm out of this place.

My very first time living alone. All by myself. No room mate, no housemate. I come and go as I like. No bills to pay- everything is inclusive. Anything broken or not functioning? All I need is to ring up the maintenance manager and he will sought it out for me. My only complain is the internet connection. It's been pretty slow but I'm tired of complaining to the management. I had 2 neighbours (They moved out). Either one of them, or maybe both of them, smoked weed. The smell was unmistakable.

I like this area. It's too convenient. 2 tube stations and so many buses to bring me around London. I'm lucky. I can even walk to Oxford Street if I want to.

I never liked the idea of cooking in the studio. The smell stays for too long. In fact, I haven't cooked for at least a week. Instant noodles is another story. I've been too lazy to cook hence eating a meal a day only.

It was incredibly hot during the summer. The studio was like an oven and I was living in one. I dread to think about the heat anymore.

I started packing today. So far, I've packed all my text books, story books, notes and files and some misc items. I have 2 boxes and a bag so far. I have yet to pack kitchen utensils, fan-heater, speaker, clothes, duvet, shoes and food stuff. I don't know how many boxes I will need. I labelled each box so I know which box I should unpack first.

5 more days to go. I'll miss my little shoebox. It's definitely an experience living here.

Soon, I will not have the luxury of living alone. There are bills to pay. Housemate to live with. It's time to be considerate. It's time to communicate with her. It's time to experience the 'having a housemate' thing all over again. Hopefully, there are no major arguments. Hopefully, she does not mind when I bring friends over for meals or sleepovers. My fingers and toes are crossed.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Da Paolo

Bread (with Olive oil and balsamic vinegar and olives- see Pic 6); 2005 Merlot (On the house); My starter: Mussels with garlic, onion and white wine; Mozzarella cheese with avacado, tomato and rocket; Lasagne; My main course: quack-quack breast with orange and Grand Manier Sauce.


I had dinner at Da Paolo last night. I like the restaurant- it's small and cosy. There are only a waiter and a waitress but they are very attentive. I assume the guy who frowned all night long is the owner. He only smiled before we left the restaurant. -__-

My starter was not as good as Belgo's. The texture of the mussels reminded me of rubber. Yes, I felt like I was chewing on rubber. It was pretty tasteless as well. The other starter looked nice. I was rather sick of cheese so I didn't have any. I just took a few rockets and munched on them. The dining companion liked it.

I liked my main course. I could only manage half of the duck breast though. I did not try the Lasagne (because I wasn't in the mood for cheese) but it looked promising. He polished off his portion so it's a good sign.

As we ordered 2 courses each, we got a bottle of house wine free. I opted for a bottle of red since he prefers red wine. It's a 2005 Merlot.

The bill came up to 50pounds, including 12.5% service charge- 2 starters, 2 main courses, a bottle of still water, bread and olives @ 95p per person, and 2 glasses ginger ale. I thought it's pretty reasonable.

Londoners, do give this restaurant a try... but give the mussels a miss. The place is very small though. If you're going on a Friday night or weekend, do book in advanced as it's usually busy during those days.

Da Paolo is at 3 Charlotte Place, London, W1T 1 SD
Come out from Goodge St Station, turn left and turn right into Goodge St. Keep on walking straight and you will see Charlotte Place on your left.

08/08

I have no idea how reliable this is but I reckon it's worth a try.


ALLES GUTE ZUM GEBURTSTAG, LIEB!!


Have a wonderful birthday =)






Thank you for the Macadamia Shortbread every night. =)

Monday, August 07, 2006

Almost there

1/3 bottle of Merlot.

Empty stomach before the first glass.

Drank too fast.

Couldn't walk straight.

Just typing while I can still remember.

I'm ok now. Two trips to the loo and endless supply drinking water.

I think I'm off to bed. The laundry can wait.

Night people.

I had Italian for dinner tonight, by the way. Off Goodge Street. Nice environment. Superb service. My starter was so-so. Belgo is so much better. I had duck breast with orange and Grand Manier sauce for main. It was alright. The birthday boy had Mozerella cheese with Avacado and Tomato and Rocket for starter, and Lasagne for main. He said he liked it.

No more space left for dessert. I couldn't finish my main course.

The birthday boy will be back in an hour's time. Haagen Dazs awaits us.

Good night people. I can't open my eyes anymore.

Mei-mei. Good luck!! jie loves you toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Testing 1, 2, 3

I don't remember when was the last time I baked a cake. After godknows how many months, I finally put my rusty baking skills to use this afternoon.

I was already in bed last night but I couldn't sleep. I told him that I would bake him a cake for his birthday tomorrow. I was thinking what cake I should bake. I looked through my one and only baking book. Nothing interesting. I went online and started looking through blogs.

I didn't feel like baking cheese cake. It's too rich. Didn't feel like baking chocolate cakes either. No tiramisu. I didn't know what to bake. I was getting annoyed at myself. I have zero creativity and the last thing I can do is to decorate a cake. Finally, I gave in. I went to Valerie's website and looked at the cakes. I'd buy a cake instead of baking one, I thought.

I didn't want to bake a cake because we're going to the pub with some friends. It's very troublesome to bring a cake to the pub as I haven't got any boxes. Buying a cake is definitely the best alternative. Ok ok. Another reason is the lazy factor. I have to admit that. I haven't been baking for the longest time and definitely haven't got some ingredients. I was lazy to go to the Sainsbury's in Camden.

This afternoon, I met a friend online and asked her about the cake she baked for her boyfriend on his birthday. She told me about it and I changed my mind again. I'd bake instead of buying a cake.

I went to Camden in the afternoon and bought all the necessary ingredients. I came home and started weighing, measuring, mixing, stirring and finally, put the batter in the oven in my spanking new baking tin.

The cake has been in the oven for almost 20 minutes. Another 30 minutes or so to go. My toes and fingers are crossed. I hope it will turn out to be pretty and edible. *touch wood* if it fails then I still have tomorrow! =)


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No more surprise!!!!!
I made a reservation at an Italian restaurant for tonight. It's meant to be a surprise for him.
Then the phone rang few minutes ago.
"Are we going to have lunch or dinner tonight?"
"Breakfast."
"-__- if it's breakfast then I will have something to eat first"
"No!!!!!!! Have something light."
"ok then"
SHOOOOOOOTTTTT
mana ada surprise lagi?!?!?!?!

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Gibberish

Sometimes, I don't know how to put things in words.
I don't see why I should tell the whole wide world about it.
If you find out, you find out.
If not. Then too bad.
It doesn't mean that I discriminate you if I don't tell you. It doesn't work that way.
I will tell you when the time is right.
Don't question me "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
There is no need to say things like that.

**********************************************************

Like other weekends, I called my parents today.
I've been battling with myself if I should tell Mommy.
I know I have to....but the problem is do I want to.
I told Mom about it, finally. It came naturally.
I told her because she deserves to know.
She sounded a little upset. More like worried. But she said she was glad I told her.
I can see why she's worried. Mother's instinct.

She didn't object like how she used to.
I hope it's a good sign.

"Why do you sound so sad, Mommy?"
"Well... not sad. Just worried."
"Why do you have to worry?"
"I've never met him. I don't know him"
"I can see why, Mom"
"you're a big girl. Just take care of yourself. OK?"

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Everybody has a past.
That's history. We learn from it.
I've shared mine with you.
And thank you, for sharing this part of you with me.
You told me, I'm the present.
Indeed, I am.
There's no need to worry that I will be upset or angry.
Because I won't be.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Errr.... Update?

  • I'm moving out of this shoebox in 10 days' time. Time to cook proper food now! I don't have to worry about the smell of curries and stir-fries etc in the room anymore! So if you happen to watch Arsenal playing, do drop by and say hello, or maybe drop by for dinner and stay a night or two if you want to. So many things to do- reconnect the landline, get broadband (essential!), clean up the place, PACK UP (nightmare, nightmare), change address and... have I left out anything else? Did I hear you ask house-warming party? Maybe...maybe.

  • Job. Job. Job. I need one. Someone give me one! I'm so tired of filling in application forms and waiting for interviews.

  • I've been bumming around lately. It can be fun, living life like a tai-tai. :P Don't think life like this can last long. My Daddy doesn't print money. :P

  • Dinner at C&R was pretty good. I never knew I missed sambal so much.

  • Watched Dancing In The Street yesterday. I wonder why some people don't bathe. Some audience had serious BO issues. I nearly fainted. The moment the show ended, I took my bag and cardigan and ran out of the theatre.

  • I got shoulder ache. Mei-mei, come massage for me!

  • Strawberry beer at Porterhouse, Covent Garden is good. Just don't drink the ones from the bottle.

  • I want to eat California Hand Roll!

  • 3.41pm. I'm hungry but I'm lazy to cook. I should starve till dinner since I've got dinner plans tonight.

  • Life is sweeeeet =)

  • Yay I've wasted 50 minutes of my life writing this filler-post.

  • Time to shower and get ready.

  • Tata

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

A Weird Encounter

"Excuse me, you chinese?" A middle-age, petite Japanese lady asked J and I this afternoon when we were walking towards the tube station. I knew she's Japanese because of her strong accent. She was chasing us from behind. She wore a white cap and was wearing white pants and a white cardigan.

I looked at her and nodded. J said yes. I thought she was one of the Christians who was spreading the word of God.

But no. I was wrong.

She continued "That negro. Your boyphriend?" (Boyfriend)
"No. Why?" I asked.

I thought she was going to tell me the guy whom I was talking to earlier on was a conman so I paid attention to that Japanese lady.

But no. I was wrong. Again.

"He no your boyphriend? Many oriental girls neh, come here neh, find negro boyphriend. I worry for you." (He's not your boyfriend? Many oriental girls who come here fine a negro boyfriend. I worry for you) That lady continued in her broken english.

Before I could say anything, she continued. "I scared he's your boyphriend so I follow you from there." (I'm scared that he's your boyfriend so I followed you from there)

W H A T T H E H E L L? Followed me all the way?

I was getting irritated. So if that guy were to be my boyfriend (Btw, he's not), who is she to be bossy?

So I decided to be cheeky.

"What if he's my boyfriend?" I asked.
"You like negro?" She asked.
"Maybe?"
"Your mother allow you have negro boyphriend?"
"Maybe. It's my choice"
"Ok then, good for you"

That lady appreared to be very angry and she walked ahead of us.

I grinned. J and I laughed about the whole thing after that.

What actually happened was:
J and I went to see a flat and the landlord picked us up at the meeting point. After looking at the flat, he showed us the way to the tube station. I happened to walk in front with him because we were talking. At the junction where he left us, we shook hands and agreed to give him an answer in the afternoon or at night.


I reckon that Japanese lady must have saw the landlord and I walking together and we shook hands before we left. Being too sensitive, she thought that he's my boyfriend. -_-

Wah lau ehh. Never seen people so busybody before okay! Even MY parents won't think that any guy who walks next to me is my boyfriend.

tsk tsk tsk. Some people. And by the way, doesn't negro sound very offensive? That's like calling a chinese a chink.

*shakes head*

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Let's talk about the weather, shall we?


The heatwave is finally gone. It's time to bring out the cardigan and brolly.

My friend and I went to Green Park a couple of days ago. The weather was just nice around 5pm and was slightly chilly around 7.

We lied down on the grass and I happened to bring my camera so I snapped some random pictures of the clear blue sky.


Life's been interesting lately. I've been a little busy. But it's been good so far. Probably it's still too early to tell but I'll see how it goes and update from time to time!

Till then. tata