Scattered. Recollect. Scattered again.

Spending my weekend in Taiping was just the thing I needed.


It's the only place you can eat 3 times for breakfast.


The place where you have to pre order fried chicken from a road side stall. By 45 minutes.


Taiping has the best kacang tumbuk. Seriously. It got my non nut loving friend Peta to eat them. THAT good.


It's also the place to take pretty wedding photos.


Not to mention a place with funny signboards.


Thanks Hugo=)

I'm gonna grow old to look just like you.

When I was younger I told myself I'd not raise my future children the way you did.
That probably wouldn't be a really good idea. Nobody wants sub basement scums for children.


I now get it. Why you do the things you do. Because if you hadn't Justin and I wouldn't be where we are. We're not successful people just yet, but I think we're on our way.


I miss your nasi lemak. The kuihs. The pulut hitam. The pong teh. The char siew pau.


You amuse me more than you know. You sing off tune. You flare your nostrils when you taste food. You don't understand facebook. You think you know what we're saying in Chinese when you actually might not. You allow Justin and I to make fun of you. We think it's cute.


I was always Pn.Wong or Madam Lee's daughter in school. That surprisingly never gave me a hard time. I kind of enjoyed it, because most of the teachers never messed with me.



Confession. When I was younger I played with your make up and accessories while you were still away at work.


Happy Mother's Day mum. You read my blog I know, that's how you keep track of how much free time I have.

I love you lots.

Occasionally, I see you at dinner.

Glance. Walk. Pretend.

clearly, I need a life.

Then again, I do enjoy my university life here.
Here are some of the things here that humour me.

• By now most of us can forge each others signature to fill up the attendance sheet for subjects like moral studies and sociology. Bunch of cons.

• If anything we should always bring entertainment wherever we go. iPhone, poker cards, magazines.

• Textbooks by English authors that have a good sense of humour. I've posted several photos before this so I shall not show you anymore out of fear that you will convulse in agony over the lameness of it all.

Read the last point.
Poor Vidarabine, kena shun.

AIMST rocks.

and May makes it 7.

Maybe I'm confused.
Maybe it still hurts.
Maybe I'm tired.


But whatever keeps me happy.

Things I don't really get part 2

Facebook Groups. Sure join the real ones that make sense like SM St. Paul, Beaufort or I Love Britney Spears. But here's a list of groups that make me want to extract all my 30 teeth and high speed drill my eyes.

• adenosine triphosphate (ATP)
• KaMi MaSih SinGlE
• What day is it? Tuesday. WTF! I thought it was Thursday!
• It's not my fault I'm hot
• Singles and scandalz :)
• log in facebook hari-hari dapat RM100
• I love toilet paper!

More on facebook, do you have this rule that you don't add aunts or uncles or teachers or your pastor? I sort of do that selectively. You don't add them as friends out of fear that they will find out that you're a cross dresser or you're actually studying medicine instead of dentistry.


Here's this other theory I have. One about relationship status. You reveal you're single because:

• You're open about letting people know where you stand.
• You're desperate.
• You're a player so you're perpetually single.

But in all fairness I do love facebook.


I enjoy reading smart and funny comments, stalking ex-boyfriends and finding old schoolmates to see how they've turned out to be and to compare if I'm better off than them now.
And you'd be lying to yourself if you said you'd never do the last one.

Things I don't really get

Why are we so obsessed with making the biggest of everything? And to top it all off with a Malaysian touch, we HAVE to make it food.

I took this picture last year in Jonker Street in Melaka. Biggest Pineapple tart. Yay. (The tarts are delicious though=.=)

Then there's the giant pizza the shape of Peninsular Malaysia. Made by Carrefour Seberang Jaya.
And the tallest fruit tower at Tanjung Aru, Kota Kinabalu.


And today I read about the biggest nasi lemak measuring 1.82m by 1.82m. I tried googling a picture of it so here's the damn thing.


I'm not sure but I don't think these count as real achievements. Sure they look cool but. but. but.

Why can't we come up with WAY WAY cooler world records? Like... a vaccine for Dengue?

Oh wait. We did =)

It's like I swallowed lead.

I borrowed this red spot book for an extra day just to show you this. Read the 1st paragraph of each photo.


I know I'm lame, but I take pleasure in making fun of British humour. Very seriously.


Who said periodontology isn't fun?