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This blog was started once upon a time when a young girl at school didnt know better but thought otherwise. So the way earlier entries can be crass and words inappropriate so please don't judge. As now the person has evolved into someone older and wiser (hopefully) ..:.... But some of the entries were classic and hilarious so I don't have the heart to delete them :@ Well we were all young (read:wild) once, right?

Monday, May 21, 2007

Myriad of Different hues

I just came back from Krabi yesterday. It was fulfilling, exhausting but totaly satisfying.

Guilty, I didn't even have ample time to miss Mr Gan.
He crosses my mind a few times of course, but I didn't call back once, I wasn't on roaming and I really didn't have time to sit in the internet cafe or to buy those calling cards.

The only time I spent in my hotel room was to bathe and konk out.
I didn't even realise there was a telly in the room until I was going to check out.

Haha.

Anyway, I was browsing through many photoes in my computer. So many that I have not put up.

But I also detected some patterns. I think I'll just categorise some older pictures..
and flash them here for a bit, before I go on to my crazy male stripper birthday party and the Krazi Krabi trip with the uber-cool company I work for. I'll do that, this weekend or something.. =)



Poses Galore ------------------

Here were some typical poses in pictures I spotted..
Don't we all love different poses.. Instead of the Japs who put the V sign in every picture.. Be it a sad one, happy one or anxious one..




Check out the "I am in awe.. I am in love" pose..


















The three babes and a strawberry, this pose is great to enchance your cheekbones.
It makes you look like those models for some raunchy ads too... awesome!




















Above is some acrobatic poses. Great to show off some of your limber abilities.























from me clockwise: Me, Darren, May, Jun, Violet, Cat, Su and Tse Wen.

(Darren, Tse Wen and May are my ex-Oxford mates.)





Happy Group poses.. So many of those eh? Love 'em..





Then there's the candid ' WTH are yo doing?" kind of pose...
Love 'em too!!!



POUTS


I spot many many different pouts...


















Here's the forceful pout.. until the eyes are squeezed to a crooked line..



















Here's a slutty Jun Yuan pout. Round and ajar enough to have a strawberry stuffed into it.



















Here's a gay pout. Very persistent pout also.. as shown by Keith here.

Happy Birthday Keith - a bit overdue Lah..




Here's a smiley pout. Hardly qualifies as a pout to tell you the truth.
But Tshen looks so happy squeezing his own nippies, so I'll just put it up.


Heh Heh.. Happy Birthday Tshen...also overdue.. That was Keith and Tshen's birthday party at Movida last month.



Some babes' poses here..


The happy smiley babes.. with sexy bare shoulders...































The sexy grinning babes.. with co-ordinated poses.




















HEre's the cheeky pouty babe..































HEre are the party candid babes.. I like...








Here are some couple shots...






















Shil and Keith make a sweet couple, they bicker and fight, but they're still sweet..

























Sze has the tendency to physically abuse Tshen in some loving ways. But he seems to be lovin it..Must admit the above scene recurs often.. *shrugs*... Their wedding bells ringing more loudly than mine.. Congrats !! =)



Ah here's a negative demo..

Me and Mr Gan.



















Me and Mr Gan has reached the stage where Gan is super bored of my excessive hotness..and longing for lukewarm comfy pillow...

I'd be there gyrating my arse to the nine, chi ko peks will be oggling.... and he'd be there yawning... "Dear let's just go home and cuddle.."

And I'd be there throwing tantrum... "WHAT??? How can you yawn when I am doing a Britney??? ARRRRR @#$%$#&^%*!!!!!!!!!!!"

He'd be :" What's wrong with you?"

I'd be:" You lah..."


Somehow we managed to pull out of it everytime and make up. So far lah...

Ha Ha.. I need to nurture my adultly, motherly instincts more. I am so juvenile .. hiakz..


By the way, I totally hate my curly hair, it's dried up into heaps of black hay.
I am gonna cut it off soon.. bleah.







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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

What happened to Moi?

Bleah.... ^_^

1. My friends threw me a MALE STRIPPER Birthday Party last last week. A blast!

2. I am going Krabi for Managers' Retreat tomorrow. =)

3. I am up to my nck right now. But I have a lot of pics to show, and a lot of stories to tell leh...


Let me go Krabi first ahh...Til then


=)

Have a grand week!

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

The Slumpolitan Jakarta Part Deux

HOLLA BACK!!

MORE DONUTS from Jakarta ...

Urgh ... donuts make me sick ...

There's this Donut Factory at Raffles City where people queue up to 3 hours!!!!

Did they just invent donuts?? WHy the sudden craze over it????

They even camped there to queue!!! I will never queue for 3 hours for anything....unless it's to receive A Million Dollar or to kiss HYUN BIN!


My 3 hours is freakin opportunity cost.. These people are so free ah? Are you sure the donuts are worth the wait?

I think I go next door and buy the beard papa.. Chey.. or else go bread talk buy donuts also don't need to queue so long..

I think it must be KIASUISM!
They queue so you must queue.. die die must queue else lose out??

Hmm.. ok lah.. suit yourselves..

Anyone actually queued and MANAGED to buy a dozen (apparently max a dozen per customer or smth)... ?????? Were the donuts like...life-changing???






















Krypy Kreme ones in JKT....
Ah.. these ones, we didn't need to queue and they were nice enough..



Anyway... Back in Jakarta.. Dad took us out for dinner after CNY.. GASP!!!!

DAD TAKING US OUT FOR DINNER??????

You know.. that's been like eons... in case you don't know.. my dad-part-of the family is kinda dysfunctional. He hardly talks to us or takes us out... BUt recently he got better and better (also thanks to the SECRET!.. go to www.thesecret.tv
... this one is one life changing secret.. my whole family kinda swears on it now, eversince I got the book from my boss a few months ago.. it was a gift for top performance =)

We try to practise it and many miracles happenned! and more to come ..=).. more on the secret next time...)

Daddy took us to Ancol, the beachfront entertainment hangout in Jakarta.

We ate seafood of course..

























SHARKS ANYONE???

Mini baby sharks... I ate a few times in an NUS canteen, taste like hardenned chicken breast meat. Haha..





















LONG XIA???
The expensive prawn with big head and little meat... Waste money one. TSK.






















Here's the feast.. Mr Gan was very happy... in the end, he paid for dinner.... och well.. trying to impress my dad, is it??

























But he didn't look very impressed lehhh..
Sorry lah.. daddy a bit of a tough nut to crack.. I think Mr Gan was a bit stressed out on Jakarta, about my dad. Coz he spoke like 2 sentences max..
Maybe also coz he can't speak English.. sigh.....

It's oki.. Daddy will come around.. I know it... I visualised it liao.. we, the whole family all do! (read the secret!!!)













So yeah, we went to PASAR IKAN

Means Fish Market..






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Specified Smoking Areas in Shopping Centres in Jakarta.
This is in EX. Wahh.. not bad, they can start implementing this kinda regulating, restricting projects already, without rebels doing up grafitti and getting angry abourit.... Maybe Indo is kinda... improving..





We also got to go to Cafe Dermaga which is where the bloody dirty rich people in Jakarta lives..
NOt only their houses look like fairy tale-like castles. Their backyard includes a berth for their mini yachts and speed boats...

NOt like the water is nice and clean though.. or even nice smelling...






















Cafe Dermaga (Dermaga means harbour)





















See the boat berthed?








Here is Mr Gan eating Bakmi Sakaw..

Sakaw is a term the Indons use to describe withdrawal syndrome for drug abusers..

They call this bakmi so, because it's so freaking spicy that while eating it, you will be sweating, shaking, blowing, like you had a drug withdrawal syndrome.






Posted by PicasaBut TOA PAI MR GAN SAID:" NOt spicy lehhh.. I can handle it..."
Maybe he's so fat that he's got a think layer of fats around his tounge and gums too...
So can't taste the chilli, is it??







Below are some family photoes...

Gan, me and Grandma.. mom's mom..=)







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Mr Gan is really one of those you can take clubbing, but also can take to see your whole family one lehh..
like me like that... heh heh....


















Here's mom's whole yaya-sisterhood and their kids!!





















Got 6 sisters and many kids one ok.. Don't play playy..













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At night we went to eat the REAL NASI PADANG!!!
Garuda Nasi Padang, there's one in Cairnhill PLace and VIVO.
But this Garuda Nasi Padang is the real thing lahh..
It's CHEAPER, TASTIER with about 20 times more variety,,
Psstt,, I heard ah... Padang restaurants in Indo put a bit of ganja in their spices one..
Very little amount I suppose.. but I heard that's what gives the extra oomph!
I don't know how true that is!
But everytime we eat like DAMN Shiok like that lehh.....
























Here's the spread!




And below is this spiral egg I found in the curry..

The inside of the egg actually have swirls of two shades of yellow..

Interesting.. but a bit freaky... Or they have a special way of swirling while boiling?*shrugs*

























We then went to PAUL's humble abode.. Paul is Bro Wit's crazy best bud.

Paul is this richman's son who is making a man out of himself.

He may not have finished his school properly (but so didn't Bill Gates).



But Paul is freaking prodigal. From early 20, he is already taking over his dad's developer's business and become the much feared Pak Paul .He is not only smart, charming and street savvy. He will go distance. That's for sure.

In terms of mulah, the laydees and the partays... the beer belly is already a good sign.

What's more, he's a dear friend of a dear brother.. So.. ok lah...



















Paul keeps gun models for fun (read: for serious fun).. But really... they're fake ones for BB bullets lahh..

Sorry, Indon guys don't get to go to NS, so cant really shoot the real thing.


A bit pathetic is it?? Och well...



Way after hanging around and dirtying Paul's huge pig sty..


We went to X2! It's the latest club in town. In fact, when we went there that night, it was on its 2nd opening night only..

Wit and Paul's friend is a co-owner so we got to sneak in.. YAY! I love connections.










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Bro WIt has been complaining why Singapore doesn't have this drink: Hypnotiq.

It's lime juice-sprite like.. with a twist and it's only about 10% alcohol content or less.
And it's freaking expensive. So it wasn't my favourite. But Bro loves it.


Maybe some come and import it into the country??



Here's X2!


















Paul, Wit, ??, Santo, me, Gan, Angeline, Nat, ???


I really can't remember the names of the ??? ones.. Pai seh.




















Here is bro in front Melilea office. This is the company that gives my bro, dad and mom steady passive income for a year already. NO wonder Wit can afford to just slack around everyday.

Melilea is a distributor of green eeky detox powder that the whole family drinks daily to stay slim, healthy.. or for me... really to help me shit nice floaty ones, frequently... coz my bowels used to be sooooooo lazy...


I think, when the product is good and potent. Pyramid style of distribution is pretty ideal. Well it works for them anyway. I am happy.



After we shopped at Melilea, bro took us to eat all the KONRO meats..

It's Sulawesian food. (Sulawesi is the Island East of Borneo)...

The dishes were mostly barbequed, with spices...


Loved the Huge ribs..
























That was our last lunch in Jakarta, we were on the way to airport liao...

So sad had to leave already... But I guess we had enough fun this time around..


THANK YOU COME AGAIN..



Maybe I am heading there again in June......



Dad should be even nicer by then =)



Guess what?? Dad sms-ed me a Happy Birthday message a few days ago.


Although I know that it was mom who reminded him. I was still happy enough =)

I just bought him a RAOUL Belt for his coming birthday! Will give it to him when I am in Jakarta. Hope he'd like it.

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Jack-art-tar - The Delicous, Malicious Slumpolitan

This was 2 months ago =).. CNY..



SELAMAT DATANG KE DKI DJAKARTA.

We passed that gantry at the airport.
We were welcomed to Jakarta. Hurrayyy.....
I was supposedly welcomed home. Gan was excited. He can't wait for the food, the cheap services, the live like a king lifestyle, the food.. the food..

But hahaha.. he forgot about the jams, the pollutions, the crime rate.
But oh well, we survived a week there.


Of course not without the help our loyal handsome chauffeur. Dewit Suhali.
My brother hahaha.. He was so nice. He was like a chaperon plus driver, plus tour guide.


So we ought to take him out for some sushi.

Wit drove us to POKE sushi (Po-kay sushi)... but I kept calling it Poke Poke Sushi! Poke the Sushi! Damn stupid for a name I tell you. Indons they don't think ah?
But anyway, supposedly good deal for good fusion sushi ala carte buffet.

less than S$20 and it was all you can eat fusion sushi rolls.

Cheese, avocado, ham, floss, tuna, softshell crab.. watever..




















Not too bad.. The guys over ate as usual...




















I was so happy to be home I made s amiley face.



















Smiley Pokey Pokey












This is supposedly the tallest building in Jakarta, at the top of it, there's a bar-bistro hang out, Cilantro.

We had to entertain , still. Here's Santo and bro, Wit.























This is Gan and me.






















Below are the road side hawkers.. OUr favourite food abangs..

Cheap and tasty and give you so much diarrhoea you will lose weight..




















Better still, they serve you at your parked cars too.
So you don't have to bloody move your expensive limbs and walk out of your car..

bleah..












We had Bubur (porridge)... Good stuffs I not bluffing!





















Ahh.. no chilly no do. Indons can't live without chilli and I think you can't dispute that.



















Some satays to go along too.. But the chicken satays got a bit of 'bird flu' aura. Whatever that was like.. So I didn't feel it was very appetizing. Bro finished it in the end.
So that was at Menteng.. Yuppies and slackers with a bit of money will normally come here after clubbing or drinking.. These abangs stay there all night all morning long..



Below is the bus way station... You know about BUS WAY in JAkarta?
















It's like MRT line but it's a bus line. The right most lane of the major roads in JAkarta is allocated for BUS WAY buses only... Supposedly, they wanna encourage more people take bus way and cause less congestion on the roads. But in the end, more kampong people come Jakarta do le-long selling..the non-car drivers travel more frequently.. And the car drivers have one less lane in every major road.. So in the end even worse lah.. You really thought rich car owners will actually sell their car and take the bus way???? I tell you by 2010 Jakarta is gonna die of congestion. They dedicated only 9% of city land for transport.. Those stingy, money-sucker rulers... tsk... Can plan cities or not??

Some of the best planned cities are in Canada, OZ and.. uhm.. Singapore..Mr. Jakarta Governor... (actually was invite to his office before...but can't remember his name liao.. better not be too blatant here...)...Come Come engage experts from Singapore.. our towns supposedly better designed..





On the other hand...............


Singaporean drivers are one of the worst in the worlds lah.... Good ness me.


If you survive driving in Jakarta, you can drive anywhere. Indon drivers are spontaneous and well trained at critical situations.

Singaporean drivers are spoilt with better traffic, they are complacent and can't deal with critical situations well.. THey drive a bit too close to the next car , they'd go BOINK BOINK already!... when actually still at least 15-20cm...


PLs lahh...... In Jakarta,, car to car gap is like 2 cm only OK! NO SPACE liao!!! This is SOP!

You guys lahh.. go for so many theory test and so long hours of driving tests, spent so much money on lessons.. but still so many bloody accident ! I just saw one car overturned on the way to Sengkang. Good ness me again..

You guys drive good cars here in Singapore, all pretty much new, well maintained. You have bloody good, smooth roads with much space... but still.. tsk!


Jakarta's roads are filled with gravels and sands.. they are bumpy, uneven, cramped,.. a lot of le-long sales man approcahing you at traffic lights..3 lanes squeezed for 5 cars in a row... one lane but TWO way!!... got crazy men trying to get you to run them over to gain compensation... the high ways are filled with old beaten trucks driven by crazy drivers... many cars speeding off with thich black smoke from their arses...many drivers never actually went for lesson.. just bought the license...frequent, expected jams at many acreas at certain hours..and many buses which pick up passengers everywhere, not only at the bus stops... but still... I think in percentage.. we have lower accident rate..
TSK!

Something wrong with you guys lah... SPOILT, COMPLACENT and Not spontaneity-trained..

The final test should be to drive in Jakarta for 2 days. If you pass that.. then you can get the license here.. Heh Heh...




Ok lah.. enough lamenting...
If you got other views.. then so be it, ok.. This is my view.. and a lot of people agree with me..

Singaporean drivers are relatively not so cheng lah..



Now talk about DONUTS



I don't know if you've heard of Krispy Kreme..
But for ages, people are trying to franchise them out of US and Australia.

Here's the shop in Senayan City, Jakarta...




















Some Indons talked to them earlier on.. before they openned up to Asia at all.

Managed to steal their secrets and recipes... os so I heard.... sorry very kay poh..
Then they backed out and openned their own shop..

J.Co Donuts... similar concept... a little bit cheaper..


















And these two shops were just opposite one another..


We bought a dozen from both shops and compared..



















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Ah.. one box from each shop...

We gave them a try... and...

So sorry J CO.... Krispy Kreme is still the better one. I think they were smart enough to keep from you one itsy bitsy secret.. heh heh..

KK's donuts were softer yet crispier outside and doesn't make you feel jelat that fast, especially if you gobble down 4-5 donuts like me, my bro and Mr Gan.












This is bro posing at Senayan City..

We then went for some affordable pampering..

Mr Gan went to high-light his hair. Me to curl my hair..

3 of us also went for foot reflexology... and hand massage... an hour each!! WHILST being attended to for our tresses... at the same saloon.

It was like top notch luxury..






















See above???

And guess how much we spent in total??

Gan spent less than 30 bucks I think, I spent less than 40 bucks..

Muahahaa.. so cheapp


















The hair cut makes him look like fat version of Tin Tin though.. nairmind.. it'd grow..

Now handsome already.


I walked past this burger joint too.. Many concept restaurants are born in Jakarta recently...


I wanted to try but... my throat, tummy and mouth were still filled with the undigested donuts..











Hmm.. maybe next time.



There's more Jakarta. BUt I think I shall retire now.
All these food talks make my stomach churn crazily.


Stay tuned...

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