will i am's delayed diary

ODP , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Woke up early the next morning to meet Tater and friends for brunch. Of course it was difficult for us to get out of bed. Tangled and craving for each other. We weighed the time needed for a quite roll in the bed vs the time needed to actually get ready and go out... No time to go all the way! For breakfast ( other than the sausage and eggs ), KH made me yoghurt with cranberries. Alamak , so cold and sour! Where's my steaming bowl of noodles? Oh well. Anyway, we were a bit late for the brunch meet-up. Open Door Policy a quaint little place nestled in the old Tiong Bahru neighbourhood. For some reason, many boutique cafes are opening up in the area. Wonder if the senior citizens are pissed that their quiet abode is now being invaded. Walked all the way to the back into the sunlight-filled space and found Tater, his boyfriend BenX, and his friends visiting from the US-- Minx and Nathaniel. Finally met Benx, one of the main reasons that Tat

Fly to Freedom , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. SK was still in between jobs, so she was able to send me to KLIA on Friday morning. Upon arrival, we experienced something very "Malaysia Boleh". We drove into the covered carpark and was presented with three lanes to choose from. A guard was sitting at side seemingly controlling traffic. Seeing that the third lane was clear, we proceeded there. However, we had to reverse out because the boom gate did not respond. Guard: Apasal you pergi sana? SK: Tak cakap tak boleh pun. Guard: Sebab itu saya duduk sini! Moi: (kesiannya kamu) I was so surprised that the management saw fit to place a guard just to serve a function that could have been effectively done by a standy or a simple sign. Perhaps this is why unemployment rates in the country ain't too bad. Had breakfast at McDonald's before proceeding to the boarding gate. The flight took a little longer cause the landing was delayed by a foreign object on the landing str

Kampua , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Woke up on Saturday morning having a craving for nasi lemak . Drove out to the nearby shops to buy a packet or two for breakfast. The first stall that I stopped at told me that there wasn't anymore rice left. Feeling dejected but hopeful, I moved on to the next stall. I saw the makcik wrapping up a packet of nasi lemak . She looked at me and before I could my mouth, she uttered the hated words, " Nasi habis ". Boooo! Ended up buying thosai garing at Restoran QQ Nasi Kandar instead. The fella wrapped it up like I was buying wrapping paper. At 11:00am, I sent SK's car to the Perodua service centre in Puchong Jaya. Met up with her there and we both went for lunch at Restoran Strawberry Puchong recommended by Pikey. At first I thought it was a proper restaurant, but it turned out to be a kopitiam . Ordered the kampua and some weird thin meat dumplings with even weirder spelling called bian nvk . Yes people, it's spelt w

Birthday Tea , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. On National Day, I woke up at 6:00am and rushed over to Dataran Merdeka to wave little flags and show fake patriotism BN style in the hopes of getting breakfast money. But you know that ain't true. Work up like any other work day and went for breakfast with SK at my neighbourhood kopitiam . After that, I went over to my sister's place to bring mum her breakfast and play with my nephew. Lunch was porridge which mum whipped up. Later in the afternoon, SK and I went out to Pavillion. I was supposed to go home to change, but I left my house keys at my sister's place. Was lazy to make a U-turn, so I just went in my tank top and boardshorts. One would argue that that is THE way to dress up when going to Pavillion, but the air-conditioning was a little too much for me. Our first stop was TWG. Not for afternoon tea, but just for SK to buy some tea. Freaking expensive stuff. Each cotton and stictched tea bag came to about MYR4 p

Hall of Light , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Been ages since I last went to Singapore for a conjugal trip . My last visit was during my Europe trip more than a year ago. And with KH relocating back to KL soon, I really should make a visit before he fat lan char . Bought tickets from the JetStar website and that wasn't a very pleasant experience. I registered with my profile with my short name and so my itinerary came out with two words missing. Being an international flight, that would be a problem so I tried to change it. Seems that there was no avenue for me to do so over their website, so I called their customer service center. They needed me to send them a copy of my NRIC and my passport for the change to take place. After one day or so, they sent me an updated itinerary. Accompanying that intinerary was an e-mail detailing their infinite generosity at providing this service for free when they should charge. Whopppp-deeeeeeee-doooo. But with that problem solved, I needed

Lui Cha , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Taking a church friend's recommendation, I headed to Taman Megah for lunch after mass. Tried the lui cha at Restoran Gembira . At just MYR5.50, the portion was large and it was beautifully-presented. The soup had a decent taste of mint, sweet basil and tea, but I've tasted better. Although it was slightly too salty, i would recommend it as an economical choice for anyone with a hankering for lui cha . Didn't do much the rest of the day, just savoured the Sunday as best I could. Before dinner, mum and I went for a jog at the nearby park. All sweaty-sweaty, we headed over to Restoran Hong Cha , OUG to meet SK for dinner. Her brother and grandma had just arrived from Kuantan and the best thing was, they were bearing gifts! He bought nasi dagang , giant curry puffs and tembosa from the East Coast. Yummy! Let me introduce you to the tembosa ( not had 'em in more than a decade! ). The less glamourous name would be karipap ika

Chili Pan Mee , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. It rained heavily that Saturday morning. And it really gets me in a pissy mood when I have to go to the wet market in such a WET condition. The usual puddles of post-animal butchery waste water is augmented and its f*cking difficult to manage the heavy produce and umbrella at the same time. And all the stalls would have their parasols extra low making the navigation even more challenging. But I'm sure this is not something that most of my readers can relate to, so I'll just stop here. Breakfast was at Super Kitchen , Seri Petaling. Considered the next best thing to Kin Kin's pan mee . Tried their curry pan mee this time. Aroma ada , taste tak banyak . After getting out of the rain, SK and I left for Shah Alam to attend her ex-colleague's wedding. The Malay wedding ceremony was held in a multi-purpose hall that was transformed into something that can put some hotels to shame. Gratitude also joined us for the occassion.

static , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Was home alone as mum went over to my sister's place to take care of my nephews while my sister was away. First thing in the morning I would make my oats and I had my first home science experiment in a long time. Static electricity seemed to have made the oat powder stand up on the plastic scoop. Reminded me very much of the days when I used to play with magnets, a piece of paper and metal filings. For a proper breakfast, I finished the last of the maple log that I had bought from Levain Boulangerie the day before. Definitely need to eat it fresh. Just one night and it lost its kick. Brunch was with Jase whom I had not met since he moved out from his brother's place. Went over to Happy Garden to pick him up and brought him to Restoran Ah Loy for curry noodles ( though I ate fishball noodles- not recommended! ). We were the first customers. Too bad the curry pork ribs weren't ready, so he had to settle for chicken. Ah Loy had cer

Adashot Contact Lens Store Design by Miss Lee Design 3/7 , swiped from yossawat.com on Flickr. A radio ad for a contact lens company: Girl: Notice anything new about me? Boy: Erm, no? Girl: I coloured my hair! You would have noticed if you wear Brand X HD lens like me! Colours are more vibrant! Boy: I gotta get Brand X HD lens too! Goodness gracious. If one needed to wear 'special HD' contact lenses to notice one's hair colour, then the failure doesn't lie in one's eyesight, but one's hairstylist. Go bloody choose a colour that can be seen by naked eyes!

Fried Pork Noodles , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. CK's mum has the thankless job of taking care of grandchildren in Linggi while her children work in the big cities. Every few years, one of the kids would be old enough to live with the parents, but at the same time, a new kid may have been bunged out to replace the vacancy. Practically a shackled existence for her. Day and night tending to a swarm of little monsters. To keep her sanity and to avoid depression, she skips town to get away from it all. This time round, she decided to visit KL for a few days. So I had the chance to have breakfast with her on Saturday. Ate at nearby Restoran Yong Ping where I had their wantan noodles with fried pork. Not exactly the healthiest choice, but I was kinda sick of my usual selections there. In the afternoon, mum and I visit Kenanga Wholesale City. Our first time there. Heard that it was a superior experience to trawling the shoplots at Hang Tuah. Took a few wrong turns, but we mad

reflection , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. On Sunday, dragged Cyan to church with us again. His dad's out of town on a business trip again, so brought him out to keep out of his mum's hair for a few hours. He was quite well-behaved that day, but perhaps that was because he was busy devouring a box of Honey Stars. For lunch, we went to Pasta Zanmai at Paradigm Mall. Wanted to have ramen at first, but with the kid in tow, better to have more variety. Peculiar that the kid loses his appetite during holidays and weekends. Food's the last thing on his mind. Saja nak main . I ordered a mini set of chicken teriyaki pasta and scallop pizza. The kid loved the sweetish chicken, but he only ate the pizza crust. Being the first day of Raya and all, things were a bit hectic. Our orders came at a very staggered pace. The baked cod fish that was supposed to take twenty minutes of preparation time actually arrive before my pasta. They even ran out of teapots and started serving warm