Hilarous Pick Of The Month

Imitating the 3 Cinabengs from the potrait behind.

"Running the race"

ROTF LMAO!

Izzi Pizza, Izzy On Your Wallet

Great food: check.

Great service: check.

Great ambiance: check.

Great value: CHECK!

Actually one of the reasons I wanted to try Izzi Pizza at Bukit Bintang, besides being a pasta & pizza freak, is the crazy 75% discount off the menu! Sounds crazy??? Yes, it is CRAZY! It's Izzi's Crazy Credit Crunch promotion! But I don't think that's any of MY problem right? As far as I'm concern, I'm very pleased indeed with all the yummy food & value for my money of course!

Appetizer: Izzi Doughball.

Nothing fantastic lah this one.. We were just greedy! Especially since it's so cheap. Hehe. Me thinks the cheesy doughball would be excellent though!

Clockwise from far left: BBQ Chicken Salad, Prawn Linguine, Fungi Pizza & Spagetti Carbonara.

Tuck in!

Makan lah!

Last but not least, for desserts: Chocolate Dome!

Nothing "dome-ish" about the shape though, however the taste is T.D.F (if you don't already know, T.D.F : To-Die-For!!!). Taste of its rich chocolate coated cake with chocolate praline inside. Taste something familiar to Ferroro Rocher! Simply mmmmarvelous!!! For me desserts are as important as the main meal, if not most anticipated part of dinner. One has to have a special compartment in stomach for desserts I think. Similar to cows with 4 stomachs! And of course, need I say more? Chocolate is the answer... who cares what the question is??!?

The bill. Jeng jeng jeng.

How much? It's only RM48.20 after 75% discount off the exact price of RM124.70! Therefore an average price of RM25 per pax for a complete meal ranging from appetizer right up to desserts including drinks! Blimey, it's crazy alright! I seriously DO NOT know how they are making money with this. But then again that's NOT my problem lah! I would definitely visit there again for their coffee, desserts, read magazines, or just to chillax and of course not forgetting, camwhoring!

Nice sofas and tonnes of magazines!

Not-So-Magnificent Fish & Chips

The Magnifent Fish & Chips. Sounds corny right? Well, one have to try it out to know whether it stood up to its name. I've heard many reviews about this place which is located in the happening street of Changkat Bukit Bintang. It's Friday and I've been craving for authentic English fish & chips (wrapped in newspaper and all). So invited a few friends for a night of food experimenting!

The fish comes with chips (duh) and tartar sauce. The tartar sauce was a bit of a let down though. Usually besides the crunchy fish & chips, I'd look forward to the tangy tartar sauce. This was nothing close to magnificent. Sigh. Oh you can drizzle some vinegar and salt for the added authenticity and flava!

Me & Tink wacking the Butterfish until oh-so-full-till-we-cannot-move!

Here you have to pay between 20 and 45 ringgit for a single piece of battered fish. But of course, it's quality fish and cooked to perfection! However the batter (or should I say, anything fried with batter) will leave you feeling "too-full" to the extend of nauseatic a.k.a. BM term: "jelak".

The menus are on the walls. Not just fish & chips of course. There are other main dishes as well like Shepard's pie, bangers and mash, mushy peas and beef and onion pie. But if you are in The Magnificent - of course you gotta try the FISH right? There's even a single (wall) menu just for desserts! Hooray! Unfortunately, after having "battered" by the battered fish and oily chips, one is too full to have desserts. Even my special tummy compartment specially for desserts have battered fish inside. Euww...

Ped's Parrot Fish that went inside the worm-hole.

Hawa with Shepard's Pie + Green Peas = good girl.

Lalala Birthday-lah!

24 marks the spot ;)

Nah, my birthday was more like a month ago. Just got around to post the "lala-ness" of it all. Cheers!

What's in a name?

What Tansulin Means

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life. You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home. You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic “Type A” personality. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do. You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way. And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life. You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

Dip Date Dunk

Initially this was supposed to be a funny story... Turned out to be real and finally I blew it. Tell me what's new right? It happened on the dance floor (few months back). The night was great, I was dancing the night away. He then asked me for a bachata (me like) - it's a slower range of salsa. Body held almost closely, almost cheek to cheek. Lotsa hip movement. So we danced, it was good bachata. Then I heard him whispered to my ear, " How do you feel about a date?"

*GASP!*

Thousand of thoughts raced my mind: "How do I turn him down without hurting his feelings?", "Wow so random, I don't even know this guy!", "Umm... err... ahhhh..."

Then before I could even utter a single word in response to that.... *WHOOSH!* My head and upper body flung backwards and I saw the ceilling. Yup, I was led to a DIP. Then it dawned upon me, he was actually asking; "How do you feel about a DIP?" NOT DATE! Haha. How embarassing!!! Yup, that's me, prone to self-embarassment. And also oh-so-self-absorbed. But it didn't ended there. Several weeks later, he sent me a message on Facebook - asking me out. So it was a DATE after all! How bizzare/hilarious?!??

But sadly that hot date didn't happened. I turned him down cos I freaked out (smacks head). A complete stranger. Sounds interesting and intruiging indeed. But I wasn't comfortable with the thought of going out with a stranger. Although I know the idea of going out on a date is to actually get to know the person better. But what can I say? I freaked out... Shame on me. After that, I have not heard from him ever since. Sigh. Yes, there's a hint of regret. No doubt he seems interesting. Into salsa, Spanish, scuba diving and all that. (P/S: he's a PRO in scuba diving - he teaches them!). We shared few things in common at least. I wonder what would have turned out if I eventually went out with him on that date? Probably by now joined him in some amazing scuba diving excurssion. Therefore the moral of the story is next time, no more freak out.

It's just a date!

Salsa-ween

The witch, pirate and devil acting very naughty on Halloween!

With Salsa Sam as Jason (from Freddy Krueger) and Aisha as witch with cape and all (not seen here though).

The witch featuring The Devil Wears Prada ;)

No extra points for guessing who we were that night. From (L) to (R): Meet Witch Of The Polka-Dot Land, Medusa and Black Widow!

Salsa + Halloween = great combo of fun and the occassion of my pointed witch hat falling while salsa! Nonethelest, I simply loved the hat -- completed my witch look for the night (except lack of a broom stick). Thanks to Sharmila!

My Chic Bookshelf

Don't judge a book by it's cover. But this book's cover totally gives and the contents are insightful too. Some of the things you wouldn't thought of, i.e. "why do most of our milk come in the shape of box cartons and not cylinder like fizzy can drinks" and vice versa. Well it's got a lot to do with economics, that's for sure. I wish I had more time to read and enlighten myself with the principles of economics in interesting everyday lives, but I don't have the time -- so I keep it on the bookshelf first.

"Honey, wait for me... Mummy's coming!"

Well there was a promotion at Borders, 3 books for the price of 2. How good does that sound? So I grabbed these other two. By now, you would have noticed the books I dig aren't exactly found in the fiction area. I don't really read fictions, if I'm looking for fiction, I would watch a movie. As I rather invest in self-help books that are timeless and helpful. Duh. Haha. However the sad news is, they too are waiting for me from the bookshelf, staring at me, screaming: "READ ME!!!"

Ahh... A Year In High Heels. This one is relatively new (the other 3 books were bought months ago!). Yes I admit I'm guilty of buying more books when I haven't even finish with the previous three. But it's so cute! All year round guide to fabulous-ness.. in high heels. Plus it has even a foreword written by Manolo Blahnik!

Jeng jeng jeng... I'm currently reading this! The title might sound controversial (definitely self-help). But this time, there is hope as I'm diligently midway through reading the book and not just skipping the pages, or select whichever page I want to read (I always do that to save time -- just read the middle or last part). I'm determined to finish reading my books! Just wishing for the best ambiance and setting to do so: at the beach! Oh how I could only wish... The perfect beach in my mind: white sandy beach, lying in a hammock, under a shady coconut trees, feeling the cool ocean breeze, while sipping my yummy pina colada, and hubba-hubba-ing at cute hunk-alicious guys (as eye candy) and of course reading A GOOD BOOK!

Yay for Obama!

That's me posing with "Obama" during the U.S. Presidential Election Watch!

WASHINGTON, Nov 4 (Bernama) -- Barack Obama won the US Presidential elections beating John McCain in a landslide victory to become the 44th President of the United States.

Obama made history as the first black president in a long-fought battle of almost 2 years.

It was a bitter sweet moment for Obama whose grandmother, described as the rock in his life, died early Monday in her hometown of Hawaii.

At press time, Obama secured 338 electoral votes compared with McCain's 156. A candidate need only 270 electoral votes to win the presidency.

The President-elect is expected to give his victory speech at 12 midnight to a throng of crowd in Grant park, Chicago, Illinois.

The 47-year-old Obama and his running mate, Sen Joseph Biden of Delaware, will take their oaths of office as president and vice-president on Jan 20, 2009.

Obama will move into the Oval Office as leader of a country facing economic challenges and fighting wars on two fronts -- one in Iraq, the other in Afghanistan.

-- BERNAMA

Current Cravings

I want this...

Roti Hawaii

and this...

Claypot Loh Shu Fun

...at Sri Murni, SS2. Somebody staying in PJ area, please take me there!!! I want to makan sedap-sedap :)

Memoirs of the forgotten blogpage

Simple and very amatuer-ish indeed my first attempt in blogging back in 2006. Can hardly manage to keep it updated. So never bother about it anymore. Looking back at the blog, it does bring back memories of previous experiences of penning down my thoughts and so-called-life. Therefore, this is a blog post in reminiscent of the other, forgotten blogpage. Not to mention it belongs to Friendster. How lame! Reading back the blog posts, they are quite funny and lame as well. Involving several stages of life: campus, intership in a chemical factory and of course, boys. Naturally.

However the most memorable of penning down my campus experience has to be how dreadful my first year or rather all THREE years surviving my major in Chemistry was. To summarize it: "I had no chemistry with Chemistry." Enough said.

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Italian Horoscope (delayed..)

February 4th, 2007 by sunshine-sulin

Okay.. So why was this blog not posted again? This is why i hate blogs. Guess i have to post it AGAIN. Oh bummer! Here it goes.. Blog that was supposed to be posted up 2 weeks ago:
I just tried out this Italian Horoscope my friend sent me, which i found out to be quite true *gasp* I was born in 10/10/1984,which classified me in this group:

Group E5 You are found to be a person who loves to love (show me some love, baby..)You prefer emotional decision more than mental decisions (mentally unstable??)You consider life just to enjoy; you are the one who is perfect to call FLURTIES (say what??? Oh u mean FLIRT-ies???).

You love to increase the list of your friends and beloved (haha, you mean in Friendster? Yeah definitely.)You have a number of dreams but you never work hard to make your dreams come true which is the biggest drawback in your nature you take everything much lightly.

Shockingly true +_+

Like someone said to me today that as long as your on a medium stage (meaning this don’t come too easy nor too hard) you tend to remain as you are. Well it’s been like this for a long loooong time. I guess it’s time to change. I’m hoping for a change. I’m talking about my future. Being a science student for all this while (read: chemist) is no fun. I guess i’ve been deprived of being into mass communication field for so long that i’m yearning for a taste of it. I’ve been in science stream all my studying life (including STPM) so the natural and safe thing to do was to pursue a science course in university. But the truth is my heart yearns to communicate with people in the media NOT to communicate with lab apparatus that don’t speak back! Yes, i wanted to be a mass comm student, but decision was made, right or wrong neverthelest it’s all history now. I had to put that dream on the shelf and do what i’m doing now. I know i whin A LOT about my course, but this is my last semester so bear with me. Haha.

Hmm.. that would probably explain why i’m always seen in the Faculty of Modern Language and Communication like ALL the time. Come to think about it, it’s true! 1st year:dj at Putra FM, the studio was there so i HAD to sign in every week. Then 2nd and 3rd year there was the multi-language electives (Spanish and German) and this semester i HAD to book rooms over there for debates and of course had our debate trainings there. Gosh i can’t believe my live revolved around THAT faculty as well (besides my own faculty of course, Faculty of Science) That’s why Yune calls me "a wannabe Mass Comm student". I’m actually flattered. Haha.

So i’m actually a university student with two campus lives: geeky+goody science student with a chemistry major AND a funky+colorful mass comm student wannabe (i believe i’m qualified that title coz i spend as much time in THAT faculty as the real mass comm students AND most of them can’t even communicate!)

Bah!

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I find this particular post rather funny though. I must say I am quite a complainer, aren't I? Well, what are blogs for then? When your friends don't wanna hear you bitch, you vent it on the PC keyboards. Haha.
Oh well, the blogpage still exist somewhere in the worldwide web at http://sunshine-sulin.blog.friendster.com/


Now that we're reminiscing about old blogpages, how about the ole Friendster?

http://profiles.friendster.com/sunwillshine

Nah save it. It's history. Facebook is the new Friendster.

However I still prefer the older version of Facebook though. The new one's too messed up! Pbbffft!!!

Simply Berry-licious!

Victoria's Secret Berry Kiss Body mist... It was love at first scent. My current squeeze. I want it... I'd like very much to smell like a delicious raspberry please??

I mish kitty...

Been thinking of kitty the whole day. Remembered of the short and sweet memories we shared. The laughter, teasing and umm...umm... yeah.. Somehow felt sad to be reminded of the things I want badly but cannot have. Things that could never come to pass. And that includes kitty. It's not about the catch really, just the chase and whatnots. However can't help but to associate the thought to one of those episode drama of "you can have the body, but not the soul" kind. Well sorta. But then again, it is not possible. Why??? Because it's complicated.

Maybe right person, wrong time? Ok, not that right either. To quote a good gay guy friend who once said, "in your eyes, he can do no wrong..." Who am I kidding huh? I guess I want it all for the wrong reasons, which is why I can't seem to have it. Well, who said life is like a bed of roses??? Screw him.

Mum said, "Don't play with fire..." Didn't realized the gravity or seriousness until being pointed out. She does have a point. Really. Mothers are always right eh? Will be more careful next time. Guard your heart at all times. Sometime I build walls around me, so that people care enough will make an effort to climb over. What a fairy-tale story huh? Again living in an illusion of what love should be. Haven't discovered its true meaning. Been blinded by movies and what people want you to believe in TVs. Prince Charming come and swoop you off your feet and whisk you away to happily-ever-afters. Hope is fading, reality is knocking at the door. Maybe there might not be one.

Always falling for the unavailable.

Sigh. Time to look for a new kitty to play with.

*Meow, here kitty kitty kittyyyy...*

Me Simpsonized

Now how do I look? You go try it.. It's FUN!!! www.simpsonizeme.com.

Tired of complaining about complaining

LIFE IS UNFAIR, AIN'T IT? YOU WORK SO HARD TILL YOUR ASS ALMOST FELL OFF AND YET YOU ARE PATHETICALLY UNDER PAID, UNAPPRECIEATED, AND WORKLOAD NOT JUSTIFIED TILL IT IS ALMOST IRRATIONAL.

I'm so tired of doing this already. Complaining. I'm tired of complaining about complaining. The problem is, I don't know how to deal with this, which is why I turn to verbal vomitting to vent my frustration. To the extend of annoyance I would say. To the people around me, to myself. Everytime I complain about the same issue, same problem, same people, same screw up. Same shit, different day. Pardon me, when the level of profanity increases, then you know that this is no kidding shit. Excuse my French thoughout this post. I had a bad day, bad week. So bare with me.

I'm tired. I'm confused. And I'm lost. It feels kind of empty inside (echo: "hello...anybody thereeeee??"). One of the crossroads when you stop and ponder (though I wish I have more time for that), due to circumstances in life that rocked your boat a bit thus changing the way you look at things in life. For me, money had never been an issue. Before I started working, I had the most idealistic view on career paths. "Money is not important, as long as you are passionate about your job." It is still true. PASSION IS IMPORTANT. But working life is hard without money. MONEY IS IMPORTANT TOO!

The truth is I'm broke. There, truth hurts. My pocket hurts. Auww.. I'm living from pay-check to pay-check. It's bad you know. It's hard being in the front line and doing most of the donkey work and yet the pay is low. Well people might say it's normal, especially in the journalism world. Over work and under paid. What else is new?

From how I see it, LIFE IS SO UNFAIR! You work so hard everyday going out getting the news and the pay is low, whereas some other people just sit in the office, be part of the office "decorative item" and watch You Tube whole day behind the PC. For that measure of "work", you are being paid way too much. Well, lucky for "that person", I guess. Worst is, for somebody who does so little, should not demand so much from other people. Especially if you don't even have a slightest clue on how the task of a field reporter is, I suggest you to just shut up.

Oh I'd like to see her chasing after the Prime Minister during press conference with those heels and hair. Ugghh... Some people should just remain as decorative ornaments I suppose. You can not imagine what kind of stupidity I have to face and question everytime I'm being throw a ridiculous assignment to cover. I've been asked why do I have to question so much all the time. WELL HELLO, SOME PEOPLE HAVE BRAINS TO THINK. This is what you call THINKING OUT OF THE BOX. I'm TRAINED to ask question. Critical, cynical and sceptical. That's me. Some people especially of higher ranks whom I'd like to call "stuperior", gets really annoyed when his/her authority is being questioned. That is one of the problem working in a HUAN NA company, where they are very hierachy based. But then again that's MY problem. I know I am anti-administrative. I don't take instructions as they are. If I dissagree, I will question. Call me communist I don't care. I get pissed when surrounded by incompetence and people who don't use their brians. The least you could do is provide me with an intelligent answer lah, not "because so-and-so said so." WTF?

I might get fired for posting this, but what the heck, I don't care anymore. Don't be so perasan okay. Siapa makan cili, dialah rasa pedasnya. I'm a cool and easy-going character by nature. So to piss me off to this level, I must congratulate that somebody for stirring so much anger in me. By the way, it's been bottled up for quite some time now. That last threat I got was during the MTV Asia Award coverage. She really went overboard I think. Bear in mind it was ONLY MTV Asia in Genting Highlands, and NOT Permatang Pauh By-Elections, she has been harassing me since day one of event for live crossovers. Problem arose when she wanted a live crossover at the moment where I wasn't even prepared nor settled properly, in the midst of registration, created some drama in the office that I refused to co-orperate. More like she refused to understand. Would a crossover of 2pm and 3pm makes a HUGE difference is a pre-event press conference? Next thing I know, I got a message from her:

-->> sulin, u need to improve on ur reporting... or i will not send u outstation assignment anymore (wtf? I almost blew my top off!)

-->> can u point out which part I shud improve on? I appreciate ur opinion.

-->> we shall discuss this further. not on ym. i need to see u and talk.

Let's ANAL-yse the situation here. What was her motive of sending me such harsh message and not telling me the reason? Why can she not give me clear instructions upon request, why wait so I can "improve" all the better right? I say it is a personal attack. What do you mean IMPROVE IN MY REPORTING? After ONE year, NOW I need improvement? Worst was, I worked my ass off all alone there and not helping was her bitchy-ness. Can you imagine, on the event itself, I gave live crossovers every single hour on MTV updates from 2pm until 11pm. Improve what you say? Improve my ass lah...

Until now she doesn't have my respect. I'm sorry but respect needs to be earned. Don't expect me to respect you when you do NOTHING but be a queen B*TCH and expect to be acknowledge. Sorry naik lorry... I'm still keen to sit down with her and "talk" about how I can improve in my reporting. I'd really like to know. But someone else have to be in the dicsussion to facilitate, otherwise bad aftermath.

Sigh. You see life is NOT a bed of roses. Even roses have thorns. It's either you live with it or worse come to worse, if you can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen! The truth is, I do love my job. It's my passion. But I'm having problems with the people, NOT the job. It all boils down to HOW DO YOU HANDLE THE STRESS:

PROBLEM #1: Transport allowance is shitty LOW, barely enough to cover basic car expenses. Fuel price increased and yet still no increament in car allowance. How can??? Make no sense, petrol price increase, but allowance no increase. Obviously WE ARE ON THE LOSING END! And NOW everyday average of 2 assignment (double task, more places to travel, thus more fuel consumption), and yet STILL NO INCREASE. This is ridiculous and irrational. So can somebody tell me the solution to this problem because I am at wits end and I've been raising this issue to my bosses but nobody seems to take heed. Nobody seems to care.

SOLUTION:

a) Beg for money to pay off the car expenses/donation box in office for reporters wellfare.

b) Find a side income: hey, prostitution seems like the easiest and fastest money.

c) Find a better paying job: benefits and wellfare well taken care off. Everybody has a right to LIVE comfortably okay.

d) Marry an old rich man, then inherit all his money after he "accidentally" dies of heart attack/food poisoning/fall of the stairs/bitten by the neighbour's dog.

PROBLEM #2: Office communications. Trust me, I love my colleagues/bosses to the bits. I enjoy working in my office, we are like family. Except for ONE person which I don't like speaking to and can't seem to communicate well with. Enough said. I could go on and on bitching about her. But no, I'm much bigger than that.

SOLUTION:

a) Sit and talk and TRY to find ways to mend the sour relationship.

b) Continue to annoy her until she quits her job (yay!).

c) Allow her to annoy me until I quit.

I STILL DO NOT HAVE THE SOLUTIONS TO MY PROBLEMS. ONLY GOD CAN HELP. IN THE MEANTIME, I MIGHT NEED TO HIRE A FINANCIAL CONSULTANT AND LIFE COACH TO HELP SORT MY LIFE AT THIS POINT OF TIME. WAIT I'M BROKE, I CAN'T HIRE ANYONE. SO, ANYBODY HAS A SOCIAL RESPONSIBILITY TO FULFILL? PLEASE FEEL FREE TO CALL ME.

I'm wishing for...

A beach vacation

I wish to spend some quality time with just me, myself and I.

Chilling out while reading a good book on a sunny day,

lying on a hammock,

taking shade under the coconut tree and sipping a glass of cold drink (pina colada maybe?)

Oh I must not forget my sunnies and flip flops!

As I enjoy the warm sun on my face and cool ocean breeze,

I can feel the white soft sands beneath my feet.

I'd listen to the waves crashing in and think to myself,

"Ahhh bliss..."

Currently listening to

Cool Malaysian indie band. I LOVE "STAY"!!!!

Check them out at: http://www.myspace.com/estrellaband

Karaoke anyone?

So what else is new?

Muahahaha...

I am a chicken

Believe or not, these days I'm not as brave as I used to. Back then, in campus, my motto in life was, "one who is hesitant is lost" and "life is too short, so enjoy!". Well, I guess when you grow older and perhaps wider, (opps, I mean wiser!), we tend to allow a lot of things cloud our decisions. In my case, maybe I think too much. Which people might think is good, but I felt worse after that for missing out on the oppurtunities and feeling even remorsed wondering about all the "what if"s. Sigh.

My best example of bravery was the swimming competition back in college. Being a person who hasn't swum much and definately not a natural born swimmer, I signed up for the competition, thinking of swimming just for leisure. Yeah right. Feeling all "gung-ho" and like a wonder woman, I jumped into the pool and I suddenly realized I couldn't feel the floor. So I began to panic. The race was about to began and they instructed me to go to the starting point (which was the middle of the pool). Even swimming to the middle of the pool, I felt exhausted already.

On your mark, get set, go! *whistle blow*

Every participant swam as fast as they could to the finishing line, except for one girl who was still in the middle of the pool. She seems like she's struggling, and almost drowning. She raised her hands to ask for rescue. Then somebody shouted "I think she can swim wan lah..." So they all cheered her to swim on her own to the finishing line. The moment she reached the finishing line, they applauded her for her determination (talk about spirit of sportmanship!) and of course it was the most embarassing moment of her life.

The moral of the story is, one must know their strenght and weaknesses before attempting anything that might make you look stupid or so me-malu-fying. But the truth is, I never regretted the experience at all. No doubt it was really embarassing, but it's something that I would look back and laugh at myself (and of course friends laughing at me too).

But the thing is, I'm just afraid I might not be that girl who would jump into the pool thinking she's a duck anymore. And it kinda terrifies me. Now I feel I'm no longer a duck, but a CHICKEN.

Based on recent experience, I actually chicken-ed out twice on auditions. First was an audition for a theatre play where one have to prepare a 3 minutes monologue. I have always been interested in performing arts, i.e. theatre or anything on stage, so I signed up for a slot to be auditioned. However my first problem was finding the right monologue that suits me. The one which caught me eyes was from the movie "10 Things I Hate About You" where Julia Stiles reads her poem in front of the classroom, then breaks down and cry. Then I realized, "wow, too much drama and emotions, don't think I can pull it off.." And I didn't wanna cry anyway so I decided to select a happier monologue. Still couldn't quite find the right one, I wasn't prepared for the audition, so I called it off. Yeah basically, I chicken-ed out.

Not wanting to give up all hopes left, I settled for a monologue taken from "When Harry Met Sally" (no, not the fake orgasm scene). Even got some tips from a friend who does theatre often to help me in the acting bit. Finally when I was ready (at least I thought I was), I called again to reschedule my audition, but I was told that all slots were already full. Oh bummer. Guess it was not meant to be then.

Today, again I became a chicken. There was an audition for TV host which my friend was involved in. For the audition, you have to stand in front of the camera, introduce yourself as the new host for the show and talk on the specific given topic for about 3 minutes. He told me to try out, even gave some tips of all possible topics to be asked. I saw the questions, and I chicken-ed out. I blame myself for not being knowledgable enough as they were all current issue.

Politik semasa – masa depan BN dalam kemelut politik semasa.

Tuduhan liwat sebagai sandiwara politik.

Apa perlu dibuat dengan Middle Rock dan South Ledge?

Mengapa pertanian Thailand lebih terkehadapan?
Batu putih – pengajaran sejarah yang boleh dihayati.

Kesan jangka panjang kepupusan pelajar lelaki di IPT.
Kaedah menangani kos pengangkutan di luar bandar.
Filem Malaysia tandus nilai.

Suddenly I felt so stupid. I'm so unprepared. I don't have the brains for this! Instead of trying out the audition, here I am missing out on my oppurtunity and studying back the questions, imagining how would I be able to present it to the panel. This really sucks you know. I wish I had more brains for this. Not a chicken brain.

City Of Angels

Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Yuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit.

That's actually the full name given to Bangkok or Krung Trep, which translates to "Great City of Angels, City of Immortals, Magnificent Jewelled City of the God Indra, Seat of the King of Ayutthaya, City of Gleaming Temples, City of the King's Most Excellent Palace and Dominions, Home of Vishnu and All the Gods".

It was due to King Rama 1, who back in 1782 decided that the name Bangkok was insufficiently noble for a royal city so he gave a much longer name thus making it to the Guinness Book of Records for the world's longest place name ever!

Most locals however, just refer Bangkok by just Krung Thep or "City Of Angels" nowadays.

Nevertheless, I left my heart in Bangkok. Went there on a tour recently, but was kind of frustrated as I had so many things I wanted to do but can't due to time-constraint from the tour itinerary.

SO,

I plan to go back and fulfill some unfinished business. Hehe..

1. Shop till I drop at Chattuchak
2. Visit the Grand Palace
3.Taste authentic Thai food
4. Treat myself to spa
5. Visit friends in BKK

Hope I can do it sometime soon naa!

Sawat Dii Kha...

I heart Bangkok!!!

What is wrong with me???

As far as I remembered, I have wanted it for the longest time. Almost a year now. Now that I got my one shot at it. I screwed it up. I screwed up once, I screwed up twice, I screwed up three times. And it got me thinking...

"what is freaking wrong with me???"

It's really scary to find out that what you really wished for isn't what you really wanted or probably isn't meant for you in the first place. But you pushed for it anyway because you were in denial and blinded by what you think you want.

So what exactly do you want???

I wanted to read news. Badly. I remember I wanted it so badly for so long. Ever since I stepped into the radio station, I knew what I wanted. Went through ups and downs. Went through self-motivation and self-demotivation. Annoyed my boss all the time. He knew what his annoying-ignorant-naive staff wanted but he said "NO, it's not your time yet". He said Charles Mohan took 4-5 years to get to where he is right now. "So your time will come too..." he said.

Until recently, beginning of this month, I was given a chance. I get to read the news, by assisting the producer in news for the weekend. I was excited and the same time freakishly nervous. I was scared shit. If I blew up this time, no more next time, I thought.. And so will my chance of reading news.

Much to my dismay, it wasn't as easy as I thought news reading would be. It's much harder than my regular live reporting and feature story packages. This was different. The pressure was tremendous and I get the chills whenever I enter the studio. I practically froze, became unnatural and ever-so-conscious about my every single pronunciation. I kept making mistakes, never once I read without making a blooper. Mentioned wrong names on air, wrong pronunciation, you name it, I've done it. The worst part was trying to correct my mistakes on air instead making it sound worse.

It has been 3 Sundays I read the news. Though boss said, "You are only as good as your last read," I did feel that I did slightly better at the third but still it was quite sucky. I STILL made reading mistakes. I do envy my colleagues sometimes. I wonder how can they seem to do it so effortlessly? Could it be they are naturally born talented and I'm not? I have to struggle on my own. I have to put double effort and god, not to mention the pressure I had to go through! It's BAD.

People said probably because BM is not your mother tongue therefore you are not as natural or smooth as others. But to me, that is NOT the reason. I know I can. I believe I can. But at this point of time, I just TERRIBLY SUCK at it. Which brings me to my dilemma. Can something you want so much turn out to be so wrong?

Why doesn't it feel good?
Why can't I seem to get it right all the time?
Why can't I be good?
Why can't I be perfect?

Sometimes I think my boss finally allowed me to read the news just to make me realize that maybe reading news is probably not what I really wanted. So he let me tried it out. He was quite merciful for not telling me off after all the blunders I did on air. He was quite encouraging in fact. Surprisingly. After awhile it gets quite. They say no news is good news? Or maybe they sympathized me. They knew how sucky I must have felt, therefore didn't want to add more to my misery.

Boss said most importantly you gotta love what you do. You gotta have fun. But how can I love what I am doing when it is so flawed? I think I will never be satisfied until I get it right. Nevertheless, I still enjoy what I do very much. Right here, right now. Just that sometimes I want to do MORE. There's so much inside me that wants to come out. I need a channel to express myself; my talents, my thoughts, my desire. My problem now would be enterprising myself. I still haven't figured it out. Maybe because I'm shy? I don't know.

Anyway looking at my performance at news reading, I really don't know what will the future bring. Maybe I'm in, maybe I'm out. This month is supposedly the trial month. Boss said, "you screw up, you are out". Fair enough. But I will not give up. Even if I don't get it. I will try harder next time. I know I'm not born with it, so I have to work harder to achieve my goals. That's just life I suppose. And if you still suck at it. Then probably it's time to reconsider what you really want and move on with the other things that you love to do. But most importantly, it has to boil down to passion. I'm driven by passion.

Passion brings meaning to life. Without passion, it's worthless.

Latest Squeeze...

Chocolate Avalanche!
It's T.D.F. (to-die-for)


Ahh... Here's a better view of the molten chocolate cake overflowing with vanilla ice cream, hot fudge and cookie crumbles.

The taste??? Mmmmmm.....Marvelous!!!



This is a heavenly-sinful-indulgence...

The dessert menu in Tony Romas is really REALLY tempting. You could eat of the menu. Haha. Just kidding! But seriously, next trip, definitely DESSERTS ONLY. Not that the main courses are bad. Oh no.

Just because I'm a biased dessert lover!!! Haha. Bite me ;-)

What a week it was...

1. Car got into an accident on Tuesday. Still mourning. Sigh. Whole week had to settle documents at the PJ Police Station. Made a visit there twice this week. Next week STILL have to go there and collect ONE more, before I can settle my car insurance claims. Oh bummer. Till when do I have to drive a dented car???

2. Boss finally said I could read news next month. With one condition I have to be Assistant Producer on Sunday (which means 1 weekend burned) but at least I get read news during that time. Ahhh... an inch closer to what I have always wanted to do. I guess he was right about the "buang suey" part.

"Car got hit, now you get to read news!"

Ok whatever.


3. Kitty went away on Thursday. Gonna miss u kitty... You will always be mummy's favourite kitty. Miss you much I will. Don't be notty notty ya. Hope to see you on YM soon! You still owe me brownies at HRC!

4. Had one too many JCos this week. Wednesday AND Thursday. But that's my favourite. I LURVE JCos!!!!!!!!!! Can't get enough of it baby! Peanut butter, chocolate-banana and anything chocolatey I like! Best served with Choco-Mint beverage. I like it, I like it, I like it!

5. Friday: COURT REPORTING. I hate, I hate, I hate! Sat through 2 hours of boring hearing of the Bukit Gasing development case. Apparently the residents of Bukit Gasing is applying for a stay order to stop development near the area as it disrupts the environment, causes more density to the already dense area, dangerous, etc. Residents versus DBKL. Bottomline: BORING.


6. FINALLY I had the chance to hang out with these kids. DOSE-ians (sounds awful). Haha. After 1 semester man (which is around 6 months?). Can you believe it? It's been that long. We used to hang out like A LOT. Anyway it felt good. Just like good ole days when I was still a student..just like them. Arif was soooo shocked to see me cos everytime it's either just me or him who joined the makan-ing sessions. Hahaha. He had the nerves to call me "akak sulin". Dammit. And also he said he wanted to see how much of an adult I have become. Sheesh. Anyway, we had FUN makan-ing. Our favourite place, Itallianiess. Pasta and pizza. Yummy! And oops, CAM-WHORING of course!!!

The girls.

The boys. Attempting to look sexy. FAIL!!!

Auww...

7. Had so much fun salsa-ing last night. One of the best-est experience. New place, most of my friends were there. Fun but HOT. Haha. Apparently the air-conditioning kinda broke, so people were dancing and sweating! I was so HOT, I had to wipe off my sweat after every dance. Haha. Disgusting right? Apart from that, met a cute Japanese guy who came to visit last night. He's in Malaysia on a business trip. Great dancer. When the night ended, we could have hung out for awhile for a drink or something, but dorky me had o go back and the car was at the opposite direction to where he was headed. So we parted ways. The ending of the night could have been wonderful. Sigh. I'm really bad with this man... No wonder I don't have a boyfriend. Haha. But I got his email though.

*grin*