london-calais-brugge

was in london, calais and brugge last week. it was great...come to think of it...great is an understatement for what i've seen and places i've been. more to come.

to "boooot" or not to "boooot"...bowel problem lar!

what a fucking embarassing thing to do...i farted in yoga class today. hahaha. and guess what, i was next to chris! sigh. oh well...to "boooot" or not to "boooot"...i have "boooot"ed. dig that!

lost

i'm lost, i'm lost...got no feeling. dun feel happy nor sad...dun feel full nor hungry...not too sure what's wrong. i'm just so lost!

double "suayness"

sigh...what can i say? i was whacked with a double whammy. first a rusty water piped burst over the ceiling of my guest room which cause the entire room to rain...now doesn't that sound familiar? yup, exactly like a scene from the japanese horror film, 'dark waters'. then a 100 ringgit a piece of rack bought from ikea gave way and cause a couple of glass jars with my favourite plants to go with it.

sigh...my poor wooden teak floor was generously given a good bath. the moment i realised what happened, it was too late. my mattress...drenched...blankets and comforter all drenched. i had to throw them away as i cannot afford to have mold growing in them. if i could discard the mattress i would but it was fucking expensive...so the next practical thing was to dry the mattress.

the night was a long and dragging one...i didn't know what to do...i was caught completely off guard. but i'm glad it's now sorted out. the plumber came the next morning to change the faulty pipe. i just hope that's all for the time being or until i find another pad to migrate. i'm giving this place...10 more years.

let this serve everyone a good lesson. never buy property at its highest level. the risk of leaky roof is high.

and abo, the flower power bath (with pamelo leaves please) will definately come in handy now...would you also scrub my back. hehehe. like you always say lar..."hua hi ju hor".

i can bend again!

yippie!!! i can bend again...i'm now back to my usual seven days a week bending routine, of which i sadly put on hold for more than 2 weeks due to a back ache.

i'm just so glad that i'm able to go down on my knees again...my view of my knees on an up close and personal point sure is good.

what say you?

someone told me once that long distance relationship is really a drag. while another told me it will never work. ah boy has gone through it twice...to miserable failures too. and my advise to him has always been the same...long distance will never work.

so, what am i doing now? eating up on my own words? perhaps...it's time. time to give myself a chance...time to allow myself a chance, to love and to be loved. it's not going to be easy...distance will definately be the first hurdle. trust the second and sense of feeling the third. this is what i say now...if you never try, you never know. so, here goes nothing.

what say you?

the 'hostess' yet again

i played host...yet again to another friend from singapore, dave is his name. well, hope he enjoyed his short trip to kl.

he started his journey from singapore (of course lar...duh!) and went to genting highlands only to pay money to suffer (so it seems from his point of view)...and the constant coldness...what did ya expect dave? temperature control climate? i don't think we're even close to achieving that in shopping centres. hee! anyway, he managed to squirm his way through chinatown (aka petaling street...the street famous for its notorious sales tactics and a crash course on 'bargain 101'. hope he learnt his lesson. hahaha. :)

anyway although he'd like to cover as much ground as possible, but me being the lazy pig...was just too lazy to drive him around...hehehe. sorry dave but as you can see while we were in starbucks, i'm just a lazy worm. but truly, i do hope you enjoyed yourself as much as i did playing host.

he's heading back today and will be commencing his internship soon. so here's wishing him all the best and dave...you should be starting your own film critique column in the tabloids and when you do, don't you forget to send me free copies. on your account of course...what did ya expect? lunch is not free you know!

i 'inked' myself

i got myself a tattoo today.

the whole experience was really interesting. i had a chance to flip through the numerous art book which contained all sorts of designs (i was looking into tribal designs). shortlisted them, then of course i had some friends over for the emotional support. met with my tattoo artist. interogated him thoroughly from the type of needles used to the type of disinfectant used.

so, decided my design. got it stenciled onto my lower back...very happy with the position. and in came my tattoo artist. he opened the steriled needles in front of me...told me what he was going to do, poured out black ink into a little holder...and also some oil...wasn't too sure what oil it was. but anyway, he took out his tattoo machine...and he was ready to 'paint' me. told me to relax and enjoy the process...it was more of like a torture to me....now i'm very sure i'm not into s&m.

he used two types of needles. a fine and a slightly thicker one. the fine one was used to outline the design and thicker one was to fill in the rest of the colors. boy did it hurt. it felt like getting an injection. hahaha. seriouly. i felt pain when he was outlining...but i read it somewhere if i started to breath slowly my body would release some hormone that is supposed to block out the pain...i think i was breathing as if i was going into labour. 10 minutes into it, i felt cold sweat. hehehe, bad pain threshold i supposed. but anyway, the entire process took less than an hour (as i was told that the design i chose would take about an hour to complete).

i was bandaged. the after feeling is like there's a thousand scratch and a stinging sensation. hahaha, but it was definately an experience. i might even consider extending my design in future as my tattoo artist told me that the design i chose is definately extendable....woo hoo...let's see what i'm up to next.

the design below is supposed to be seen in horizontal manner as the tattoo artist took it from a vertical angle. so, what do you guys think?