I spent so much,I was given a loyalty card, 10% off each time and 5 pound voucher on my birthday.Guess what everyone’s gettin for xmas?

How did I go from 0 to 3?L-R: Topshop,GAP & DP. One of them is to be returned

Just felt like displaying my stupid spending over the weekend :/.

Me is excited. Me is heading towards paradise soon.omg omg omg.

*falls down floor

The only spanish word I can mutter is Yo Queiro Taco Bell. Well, technically a sentence.Don’t think it will be well-taken in Ibiza (pronounced eebeetha like tabitha btw).And muy bueno.

Packing has not started yet, but last weekend managed to bag two plain triangle bikinis - a hot pink from GAP & boring black from Dorothy Perkins. Not sure if I like the Dorothy Perkins one - will revisit topshop for a fitting tomorrow.I still kinda fit into my fav Mambo piece,but seeing that I’ll be there for 7 nights..will def. need more than one.Given up trying to fit into the rest of them - the roxy piece looks like I raided someone else’s wardrobe. Don’t help when you have curry&tomato rice during the weekend, washed down with a roast and icecream. And choc mousse cake. And Doritos

Seeing that this’ll be my first early summer island trip, I strongly suspect that temp. are bound to drop after 7pm - going all the way down towards 15 deg or cooler I suspect, which means I can’t actually wear clubbing clothes at nite & I’ll probably need a nice comfy coat of some sort.Even the days should not be hot HOT, around 20c at the moment, which actually makes in freezing cold in a Malaysians’ mindframe. WHAT sunscreen?Thats the problem with temperate locations,the yo-yo effect means you need to prepare for spring-summer-autumn-winter all in one day.Those living in OZ will appreciate what I’m trying to say.And it better don’t freaking rain.I think I will cry.

The only semi-regret (I love my bastardization of the English language) is that I won’t be getting a super powderfull big ass camera before this trip…still needing to rely on my trusty ole Nikon.Must make sure memory card is wiped clean.Must make sure I have continental adapter.Must make sure I have a book to keep me company in the long lonely nights.

Shit, don’t know what I’m trying to say in this post.Bleurk

A long long time ago, I go under the sissors each time I am depressed (i.e. relationship breakdown).Then I learn the swoosh of super long hair, and replaced that with crazy strips of colors in my hair..going up to 5 colors at once,resembling a peacock. Then now that I am apparently happily ever after,I do not have excuses any more to spend tonnes on my crowning glory,which gets tied up most of the time anyway- I am too hot for long hair.I mean as in sweaty hot.

6 Months ago I discovered Toni & Guys - one of the top salons in the world.Well, most famous anyway, even though I keep calling them Thomas & Guys - a Malaysian copycat chain.

Then last saturday, I decided to splash out on a salon that I had always wanted to cut my hair in, ever since I was 15 and started getting nicely sculptured bobs - Welcome to the world of Vidal Sassoon.

Good service (they gave me a $10off voucher for my next visit), nice gay hairdresser (ask for Jack at the Leeds Vidal Sassoon branch), I was actually unsure about the results. Bacon, however,loved it,so its ok. At $42 (i meant pounds) - it is nearly RM300 for a 1 hour haircut - just a tad more expensive than Toni & Guy. The classical bob, created by Mr. Sassoon, I expected the best. Instead, I got the most modern. Unconciously, I seem to be tailing on Posh Beckham’s trail on the hair trends.Honest,she just has better photographers. And a hot husband.And 10 sizes smaller than me.

Looking dead afraid in the salon - I was dreading chopping it off all the way.But I put my trust in the hands of the Sassoon

Do you like my mother in law’s rejected curtains? Can’t afford any curtains with the moolah spent on hair.

Like, no like?

For my dear friend, who is learning how to feed my godson. This is great as a novice cook dish, as it is mainly flavoured by oyster-cannot-go-wrong-sauce. I adapted it from the braised mushrooms with sea cucumber recipie that we usually get in big chinese restaurants. I don’t really like dried shitaake mushroom chinese-styled, preferring fresh mushrooms. If you have some dried scallops to flavour it with, all the better! It would be great as well with butterflied prawns,but I was way too lazy to peel prawns on a weekday night.Please remember that you can subsitute the mushrooms for whatever sort you like, even oyster mushroom ect.

Inggredients
300g shimeji mushroom
150g enoki mushroom
3 big bulbous button mushroom (sliced)
100g sugar snap peas
500g scallops
5 cloves of garlic, keep whole

1) Sautee the garlic until fragant
2) Add in all the mushrooms, as they take time to cook
3) In the meantime, mix 30ml of hot water with a sprinkle of chicken stock and cornflour - this is to thicken the sauce
4) Mix in 1tbp oyster sauce, and the cornflour mixture as well.
5) When boiling, add in scallops and sugar snap peas - they should cook at roughly the same time. I like my peas snappy.

Ta-da!

ps: I was really hungry and tired yesterday, so not really in much mood to properly arrange my food for pictures - they were taken outside in twilight on top of a bag of compost. Please do not try this at home.

hamster, meet mouse!

I (and bacon) are now officially certified masseuse - we have a Diploma in Indian Head Massage (IHM) that says so!

The class was quite cool, other than the fact that it was held in a really dodgy part of town - fairly close to the Leeds jail. It was a little too short for my own liking, but fairly comprehensive with details on a need to know basis - I have seen coursework of someone who went to a 6 month certification period for IHM - they did not even start touching the head until week 4 or 5! As the UK is moving towards the litigation-happy attitutes of the States, there are pointers on conducting consultation to ensure that client are ok to be massaged - and also information on getting a practictioner’s insurance,which will indemnify you in case you break your client’s neck.Choy.

So anyway. It has been quite interesting, and I plan to do more classes on alternative therapies like such.Of course I got a hammering from my mom who see no point in me doing courses like these unless I plan to become a massage parlour girl - with all it’s red light conocations. I think probably next on my list would be either swedish massage or aromatheraphy massage. It will probably be a year-long course so we shall see when the school term starts in Sept. It would be quite nice to run a little business from home providing treatments ect. With tarot reading. And jewelry selling. Yes, I do keep myself very busy indeed.

Of course my business plan still need to be redefined, but at the moment I am looking for help in creating a brand. Branding is very important,and alas, I suck big time in it. Anyone nice enough to create a logo for me or think of some name I can trade under?

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Oh, my no-carb plan crashed and burned so badly over the weekend. Dinner at Kasa Rosa on Friday, chinese buffet on Sat and ended up with a lip-smacking Thai buffet on Sunday. I am now back to two-egg-one-carrot diet for today. Countdown - 12 days left to ibiza.

After 3 months over seas and oceans…

A box of ‘yee sang’,two packs of lou por png (wife biscuit) and some chinese sugared candy

Thank kee thank kee thank kee! I shall now celebrate my Chinese New Year after my 3 week diet session with a whole big bowl of yee sang all for my loneself.Hope it’ll look like this:

sigh…my last yee sang from years gone by…

To thank you, here you go, a flower planted for you!

love you long time!

I could go on and on about the past two postings, but it will basically just piss me off even more and basically do no joy to my zen ambitions of the year. I am already grumpy enough as it is..

Taking into consideration that I am actually popping out of my bikinis, I am now back to minimal carb eating - making my sugar levels very low = an extremely grumpy me. I have been snacking on beetroot and raw carrots! It was either I lose some weight or buy new bikinis - but I am so fond of my bikinis,I don’t want new ones! Bikinis here (unless you get them from New Look or Dorothy Perkins ) are not cheap and the quality is quite bad. I always buy bikinis from the surf brands i.e.Rusty & Quiksilver, with Mambo being my fave of all the Australian surf brands-I love their colorful in-the-sky designs.

Anyway, enough about bikinis. I am so looking forward to my holiday but at the same time upset that I might possibly need new clothes before I go.Thus the low blood sugar now. Either way I am doomed and in a bad mood, therefore posting might be sporadic in the meantime.

Another thing, I feel that I am turning *gasp* english! In the typically prim and proper style, the English shop for holiday clothes before going on holiday, ensuring that they have all the apporpriate outfits ect. Compare that with me - I take trips to HK with only bras & panties and the clothes off my back - everything else is bought at the destination. I am now starting to look at summery clothes ‘to bring away on holiday’. WTF had happened! I want to shop in Ibiza..but I suspect that they might not actually have anything more than sarongs and tank tops..Hmm.And another thing that is winding me up re Ibiza - I will be there just before the start of the clubbing season = the clubs are not open yet! Oh quelle horreur!!! It’s too late now, all paid for. Maybe its’ a good thing as well - I have read online and heard from people who had been that it costs around £50-£70 for entrance to ONE club - to listen to DJs like Seb Fontaine, Tall Paul ect. The irony of this is that I have seen them play in KL, and I usually get in free as well. So am I willing to dish out £70 to bop to Seb Fontaine? I am not sure, but I am guessing it is no. Hmm.Very undecided at the moment. But I will definitely make a trek to Café Del Mar …which ironically, I had been to Café Del Mar’s DJ sessions in Poppy as well!

Other updates: I am going for certification on Indian Head massage this weekend - and a Clarins facial next Monday! Yay! I love facials, but some people here thinks that all facials does is opens up your pores and mess with your face giving it spots - totally misinformed and frankly a little silly assumption. Why would we want to PAY to get our faces ruined? Well, yeah, if it was done by an inexperienced facialist using cheap materials. This is why you always go for expensive facials using products you can trust - Leonard Drake charges RM250 (£40) but it is so totally worth it! I can’t wait to be poked and prodded and then pampered with a nice thick mask…mmm.It does wonders for your skin as well, but if you have sensitive skin like mine, becareful of the products they use.

By the way, I had kinda run out of ideas for masak-masak sessions; I am now repeating recipies so that’s why I’ve not been posting often. Welcome all ideas.

Ok, enough mindless updates for today.Sorry for the lack of quality posts - I was, erm…lazy to upload my pictures.I have shitloads of ideas for posts, but I do not have the energy to do serious posts for the moment.

I don’t usually post on weekends,my laptop keyboard is not too happy and i usually end up typing like a 7 year old spelling bee.But I shall interrupt my weekend for this post whilst it is still fresh in my mind.

It has been ages since I had met someone blatantly racist ignorant painfully lame pathetic stupid. Now, bacon grew up being neighbours with this guy A. He is a little older than him,which makes him crawling towards 40.Today, whilst we were at the outlaws, A was outside his house as he saw the fil - and asked for bacon (it was a family gathering thingy today). As Bacon headed out, I asked the rest who is this A fella, I had never seen him before…and got varying looks of disgust and random shakes of head with the occasionnal ‘he’s harmless’.So I went out to have a look.

As I was nearing bacon and A chatting by the back fence, I heard snippets of conversation that A had gotten engaged with a Philipino chick. Upon being introduced as mrs. bacon, A asked Bacon if he was as sick of white woman as he is, with their endless nagging ect ect….I was completely incensed I could not say a thing. He continued by insisting that Bacon did the same as what he did, went over to Asia ‘to fall in love’. I was getting extremely insulted,and walked off to look at some pretty flower (it was a really nice day today), and when I turned back he was asking bacon how on earth did I get my visa ect ect. Without a problem at all, I interrupted. I do not need a visa to come to this country, in fact, it is my plan to go home. He was mildly shocked, asking (again, directing the question to bacon) why do I not need one. I answered again, that Malaysia and Philiphines are not the same country, we do not need visas to most countries as we do not do runners.Okay, that sounded mildly racist of me, but at that moment, I was getting extremely insulted of him equating me with his chick, as I had (correctly) suspected his chick of being a mail order bride.

I got the whole story after that…read on if you are interested:).You read this in the newspapers and online but never think of meeting someone actually doing it.

His parents divorced about 10 years ago, apparently his mom left his dad because she got involved with some religion which I shall not name, and wanted to give away every penny she owned to it. Very strange.Anyway, Dad was so hurt that he signed up for ‘love tours’ to Manila, and married a 25 year old not long after the trip ( I think she is 25 now, so around 20 that time?) . Seeing that A is about 40,I think that dad should be around 60?Anyway, they’ve popped one out now,and the boy is around 3 or 4.

A has always been a failure with girls due to his intense creepiness. Thus, his dad has been bringing A to Philiphines for the past few years, introducing the son to love tours of bars and red light districts conducted by himself, the 60 year old stud. Apparently A could not forget the first chick he met, and is now therefore ‘engaged’. Another thought that the family planted in my head is that he has always been weird and when I casually mentioned that maybe he fell and cracked his skull they replied it was something like that -the creepiness not the mail order bride.

My questions:

1) Why do ’some’ westerners still assume that all asian women are submissive,demure,obedient and doll-like?
2) Why do some asian women reinforce that belief?
3) How lame can you get to say that all western women are fat nagging rude asses?
4) I find that men with Yellow fever absolutely disgusting- the same that I find women with only a persuasion for white men disgusting. Does anyone feel the same or is having white/yellow fever absolutely normal, like what A was trying to say to his buddy Bacon?
5) First impressions, when people see me with Bacon, especially in KL, I always get dirty stares like as if I am some sarong party girl (a malaysian/singaporean term coined to denote those girls only picking up white men in bars ).I fucking hate that, like as if there is a need to prove our relationship was completely normal.WHY DO PEOPLE DO THAT!
6) On the other hand, Bacon has been ‘congratulated’ by people in his good taste in women, and that I will apparently ’serve him well’. WTF is that?

a semi-related post that I did 1.5 years ago on the same topic..