Talk About Demanding

Wah, you bloody blog readers damn demanding
man!

Fixed the darn sidebar.
Happy or not?

The day is too nice to stay in
So I'll tell you about it
when the sun sets
at uh..10.15 pm.

Summer, Full Swing- Last Sunday

2 hours ago I burst into my aunt's little apartment
(like the flaming ball of overwhelming energy
that I so am)
shamelessly flinging open her fridge door
(some say this is a bad habit that I have)
in search of 'Asian' delights
she offered me, Spaghetti Bolognese
I turned my nose at it
(thinking bollocks to Bolognese)

Then when she said she was going down
to the 'kiosk' (neighbourhood store)
I went down in search of asian tasting stuff
Maggi mee (scored!)
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I am sitting in what my grandmother would call
'Langh-chia apek position' on the floor
completely fixated on the steaming bowl of
tomyam maggi mee in front of me
(now I know how uncle Ray feels with his ramen)

I have adulterated the maggi mee
with a healthy dusting of chilli flakes
florets of blanched brocolli
and sweet greenland shrimp

My mouth is watering profusely
and I know when I take the first mouthful
I am moaning in a rather orgasmic manner
but I really don't care anymore

In my hand, I hold a book
Adeline Yen Mah's Falling Leaves
ooh yeah baby, steep yourself in
oriental-ness

My nose is running from the spiciness
I am in heaven.

Later we go walking
summer is full swing
people are sunbathing in the parks
couples are everywhere
kissing and canoodling

I pass one couple
wrapped tangled fused
in a steamy embrace
they pull apart
then I see the tears
both are sobbing and my heart goes out to them
how many times do we have to go there?

We go see The Little Mermaid
(every Dane will prepare you for it
telling you 'its not that big', as if trying to cushion
you from crushing disappointment that it's not the
size of lady Liberty)
Its okay people, size doesn't matter (;

I like her, I think she's elegant, sad in a way.

We stroll along Ny Havn,
sun worshippers galore
Sean and I buy ice-cream
"When are you going to make brownies?"
he asks constantly.

We go and do the grocery shopping.



At home in their tiny kitchen
Sean keeps up a constant stream of football babble
I pretend I know what he's talking about
as I melt butter, dark and bittersweet chocolate
over a steaming pot of water

"Who's your favourite player?"
"Michael Owen" I shout back as I sift flour and salt
remembering that years ago Aunt Chris mentioned
him (the last World Cup I think)
"Who does he play for?"
"Newcastle" I hantam, really not knowing jack

I beat the eggs, vanilla and sugar until they have
doubled and become pale
"Is it done yet?"
I slowly fold in the eggs, then the flour
"All we need now is to bake."

Then I discover that their oven
doesn't go to a high enough temperature.

Nevermind, just hantam.
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Just yesterday, I told myself
if I saw a piece of marinated, baked/grilled meat
again
I would poke myself in the eye with a needle

But there was no needle around when my aunt
served dinner, and besides
the brownies were baking.

"Its done!, I shout, you guys go ahead,
I don't like brownies."
"I think its overdone," I say, poking gingerly
My aunt tries some. Her eyes light up.

"Where's the vanilla ice-cream?"
Sean wants to know,
when he discovers we have none,
he insists we go back to the 'kiosk'.

He takes 20 kroners, I go bagless.

First kiosk, none.
Second one, closed.
Third one, Bingo!

I pull out a tub, 'How much is this?' I ask Sean
he takes it up to the teller
comes back, morose, "38 kroners',
he whispers

I giggle, pull out another
"26 kroners," he says glum

I giggle somemore, 'This one?'
'21 kroners!'

He looks at me, I look at him
'You go,' I nudge
'No you go!' he nudges back

The shop owner leans over
Sean smiles
I smile

'How much have you got?'
'20 kroners' says the kid
'Take it', he says
and we run out, whooping like little kid indians

Oh wait, he is a little kid.

"Aja?" says Sean peering into the
huge round brownie dish
"Why doesn't the brownie look like Dome's?"

"Of course it does, look we just have to
put the walnut on top,
then the ice-cream on top,"

"It's beside, not on top."

"Okay, beside.
Then it'll be the same, except better."

"But Dome's is square, ours is big and round,"

"Sweetie, we have to cut it and
it will be the same,
I promise."

Kids these days man, so precise
in their demands
(=

Exes For A Reason

In a rather emotionally probing
conversation with an ex(G) just now
we were speaking on the subject of
'Love'

I said he wasn't 'ecstatic'
and he ho and hummed
then said "You know Ja, YOE(your other ex) and
I had this conversation"
to which I interrupted and said

"I know, you think as you get older and
shit you don't get butterflies in your tummy
and that ecstatically in love feeling right?
Well you're wrong.
It still happens.I have proof."

"Er, no Ja, YOE and I were talking about ANS,
the 'Aja Ng Sydrome'."

"What?WTF is that G?"

Apparently its where the highs are super high
but the lows are the pits of the pits.
(amongst other things)

"But you dumped me."

Then he says "Hahaha, you should blog it."
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"YOE, what the fuck is ANS?"

"Huh?I don't know but it sure sounds funny."

"Bitch. G said you and him discussed it."

"Oh, uh..that."

"Yeah, that."

"Well, since the retard told you
him to explain la!"

"He did, now I want to hear your side."

"You cheated on me!"
(amazing how they try and divert attention from the
original question)

"Whoops gotta go, so busy, I'll call you later!"

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Bitches. Both of them. Bitching, about me!
Such girls I tell you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

So Touched

20 minutes after the above

~Belle~ says:
I 'm not a bad person right?
~Belle~ says:
Am I?
~Belle~ says:
I didn't do anything!
YOE(Your Other Ex) says:
No Ja...not at all...you pms-ing?

~Belle~ says:
No, I'm not any more, so tell me the truth!

~Belle~ says:
I'm sure there are lots of girls with KNS as well!

YOE says:
Okay, well in my book, the Aja Ng Syndrome is,
well,we were together what, 10 months?
And we were what, 17?
I know it logically doesn't make much sense,
but you've played a huge part in
making me who I am today...

~Belle~ says:
A good part or a bad part?

YOE says:
Thats what G(ex no.1, up there) and I were talking about,
how you've shaped our lives in such a crazy way...
Good ja, good...

~Belle~ says:
How could I have shaped yours? G yeah, I understand,
but you?

YOE says:
And to be honest, I did tell G I was looking for another Aja,
and I think he agreed...

~Belle~ says:
I think I need a ciggarette, but I don't smoke (=

YOE says:
I am as hopeless a romantic as I am today because of you.

~Belle~ says:
You 're nuts

YOE says:
Good on you babe!
I know its hard not to, but its worth it!

YOE says:
Oh, I'm nuts huh?

~Belle~ says:
Its not hard la, the other day I went to a bar alone,
but I thought about it and I was like 'naaahhhhhh'

~Belle~ says:
Yeah, I thought ANS was bad thing

~Belle~ says:
How come you and G talk about shit like that one

YOE says:
Yeah, ANS can be a bitch...you know,
I'm not one to compare,
but I've met girls who are perfect on paper,
but I never felt the way I did with them
as I did with you.

M would be the prime example, 4 years.
I was still looking for a girl I could hold hands with,
lying on a catamaran,
looking at the stars, waiting for sunrise...

YOE says:
You there?

~Belle~ says:
Yeah, I'm listening

YOE says:
Sorry if i'm freaking you out,
been wanting to say all this to you,
but I suppose there never is a right time...

~Belle~ says:
I'm feeling strangely flattered and strangely nauseated.
Jesus, how come you never told me?

YOE says:
Why should I tell you?

~Belle~ says:
But i dont think G's version of ANS
is the same as yours though

YOE says:
It affects different people differently

~Belle~ says:
Well if its not a bad thing its always good to know,
actually either way, its good to know

YOE says:
We came to the conclusion that you're special,
and there will only be one AN,
and I feel lucky we had whatever time we had
...thats it...

~Belle~ says:
So I've shaped you into a romantic?

~Belle~ says:
Kanneh at least I made G chase his dreams

YOE says:
Fucking hopelessly romantic...
I've got my head so high up in the clouds
it might as well be up my arse, haha.

~Belle~ says:
Kanneh you were romantic without me la

YOE says:
Ja, I need you to know that my opening up
was just that,
I've come to terms with a lot in the last year,
and I don't want you to worry(or get nauseaus)
about it, I'm doing well here...

YOE says:
Just wanted you to know that, well,
you're special to me, period...
you do know what I'm trying to say right?

~Belle~ says:
I know you're doing well,
you will always find your way,
and I meant nauseaus not like 'ewwww' ,
it was nauseaus like
'how could I not know, and oh i'm so overwhelmed'
kinda nauseaus (=

~Belle~ says:
And yes, I love you too.

YOE says:
Yes Ja, I'm glad our love has changed/grown into this,
and not that I wanna
stick my tongue down your throat, k?
though...women do find it hard keeping
their paws off me...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

~Belle~ says:
So now, I'm touched. Extremely so.
I guess that sneaking into the hospitals
paid off eh?

YOE says:
Some things don't change huh?

~Belle~ says:
I think ANS is going global!
as is KNS!

YOE says:
YEAH!!!!
KNS...HAHAHAHA....

~Belle~ says:
KaNaSai?

YOE says:
CIBAI

~Belle~ says:
kanasai!

YOE says:
We will be okay right?

~Belle~ says:
We will.
Its really great to see how we've all grown.
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YOE met a girl who makes him happy,
(thank you Lisa, he's a keeper)
G met a girl who makes him happy too
(I might lend him a few wedding
songs okay?)
And me, I'm floating along, ecstatically as well.

They are exes for a reason yes,
if you had asked me 5 years ago to predict
how we would all turn out,
it wouldn't have been like this.

But I'm glad how we all turned out,
we all found our paths in life
and though at other ends of the globe,
we still touch each other's lifes
albeit not the way we once did,
but in a subtler,more permanent manner
when the relationships unravelled
it took us awhile to
discover that underneath it all
was a stronger base
one solid as rock, called friendship.

Yes, some things never change,
but some, change for the better.

OMFG!Zach Is Getting Married!?!

Jesus man, I know we met
by accident, pressed for time in the airport
and bullshit like that, but surely, surely
you could have told me face to face right?

So okay yeah I'm happy for him (really!)
but most of all though,
I am shocked.

Aren't we a little young here or
am I missing something?

I mean the prospect of marriage at this age
scares the living bejesus out of me
the sheer load of responsibility
emotional responsibility as well

But there's never a right time is there?
There's feeling, rationalisation
then there's good old-fashioned trust, respect
and fucking hard work.

But yeah, if I had the means, the stability, to survive,
enough certainty to tell
someone that 'you're the highest of the high'
believe in it, live by it
I'd do it in the blink of an eye.

Boredom, Narcissism, Lamerism

So yesterday, I saw something magnificent
I ran down to the bottom of the garden
in my stocking feet
tipsy from champagne and red-wine
far too full from a 4-course meal
the above is where I got side-tracked
below was what I really wanted to show you

 

Aiyoyo!

People,
Maxis smses just ain't coming through to my Danish mobile
don't know what's up
Celcom seems ok though
Email me, text me on the Malaysian number
whatever!

Burn the Witch!

 

Summer Solstice!

Well today is the longest day of the year
meaning the longest daylight period and shortest night

So, we celebrate Sankt Hans afen
Or St. John's Eve which is a holiday here for most
(not MTP)
(and which is why Sebastian had no daycare and stayed home with me)
don't worry, he was an angel.

But now we're home
and MTP's parents have come over for dinner
we will eat on the terrace
a roast of beef, creamed potatoes, salad,
a strawberry tart for dessert

for appetizers she brought
tortilla chips and salsa
crabcakes, mostly for my benefit for MTP is allergic
preserved olives and garlic

after dinner, we will take a bottle of wine,
the baby in a buggy and probably something to lay on the grass
in the field next to our home

Where for the past few weeks
the entire community has piled branches and twigs
forming a huge start to the bonfire

the kids will build a twig witch effigy
which we will toss at the top to start the fire
people will then gather around, hold hands in a circle, give speeches and sing songs
then we will slit our wrists and drink each other's blood

Okay that's my imagination running away with me
(tell you boy, it was just my 'magination...)
but you get the gist?

Dark 'burn the witch' pagan ritual made happy holiday

Actually it does have roots in the church's witch burnings
but the bonfire is more to ward off evil spirits

I gotta quit talking and get experiencing
food smells fantab!
Ciao.

Swing Life Away

Oh yeah babies!
Percy is back in business.

But I miss Henry =(
Ho-hum, glum, bum.

You know, you know, you know, what happened yesterday?
MTP gave me a travelcard to get to Copenhagen by bus and train
cos if I drive, parking would be astronomical

So I left the house at 11.30
trudged 15 mins up the great big hill
to the bus stop
got on and you know what?

My pass.Expired liao.
Had to get off
damn no face.

Walk home. Get car, drive car to station to buy new pass
drive home, walk back to bus stop
take bus to same station new pass was bought from
take train to Copenhagen, 2.30

By the time I got there, I didn't want to be there anymore!

So I walked the cobblestoned streets alone
then came across Zara, and opposite it, MNG
Mahai they are always together
double-whammy,serious want us girls to kena
kau kau

I went in, and J3, it was the same as KLCC la
hyperventilating
and it's cheaper here!
Die, but I was so good, I didn't buy anything
(go me!)

Actually I planned to, cos I found two awesome
autumn and summer coats on discount
but when I went back they were shut
and when I go back to town on
Sunday to make the brownies
(must be exactly like Dome's)
that Sean conned me into making for him,
the stores will be shut.

Fark.

So I wandered and from hot and sunny,
it became blowsy, crazy-windy
whipping my skirt this-a-way and that-a-way
between my knees and up headwards
with me bleating 'oooh' and clutching, catching

The weather is crazy, like Canada's.

Then it started to rain
and I sought shade underneath the awning
of a quaint, dim looking bar called Long John's
I turned from the rain and from a grubby middle-eastern kid
asking me for a hand-out
only to see...
a jazz band preparing to play inside

So in I went
made my first CC transaction on Danish soil
on a bot...glass of wine
stood at the bar alone (the place was full)
and enjoyed some great be bop.

Which reminds me, next month is the great
Copenhagen Jazz Fest
so who's gonna be in town (nobody, I'm guessing)
well it's a good thing I do solitary so well.
(go me! again)

It upsets me that I will be missing
Roskilde though
no more goddamn tickets
at all, zilch, I even looked for work
but they have 2000 applicants
next year, fo sure. Anyone??

Oooh back on tangent
then I met my aunt
and we went to get Sean
he's so handsome man

will definately grow up to be
a football superstar, he has that look

We went for Chinese, munching on kirsebier
on the way
So good to have rice, so good to have spice
so good to meet 3 hokkien speaking people
though they looked at me funny when I said
'hogooder' (no, me!)

Then I took a cab home. 20 minutes,
150 RM (no!me!)
but its okay, MTP is paying, she didnt want me to
take public transport back at night cos I'm new
and that is why, I had no strenght to reply your email.

I love Percy,
I'm glad he's up, I missed him
now he's here I can listen to Swing Life Away
my favourite line is
'I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand'

The inside of my ears hurt when its too cold, like now
the temperature is averaging 16-20 C.

But YAY!Tomorrow, the nights start getting longer.
(=

Europe.. Wa Ai Lai Liau!

decisions decisions decisions

what to pack?

what to wear?

which shoes?

Am I crazy to pack 11 pairs?

I think I'll just pack everything...

So babe ...

Hold on tight to your Danish horses,

(they are really big and hairy aren't they?)

Silly cow is coming to town !!!

I have missions when I get there

and they sure are not impossible...

Cliche? So what?

Wimbledon finals next weekend

everyone flocking to London that weekend

and I will be in London that weekend

and I just watched Wimbledon last weekend

But now ... I don't care about the match

Paul Bettany's fault!

I just want a tennis player too !!!

Don't ask me why?

There's something oh so sexy about that.

That's mission 4 on my list...

Amsterdam .. Oh soooo greeeen

can't wait can't wait

But damn! My folks will be with me...

Ha yohhhhhhh...

And then Madrid ...

ZARA ZARA ZARA

But Damn again!

Damn pok-kai mannnnn..

Guess I'll just find

a Latino to salsa with me

(since my salsa partner never practiced with me)

and just Salut Salut Salut

yesss .. must look in the eye too

And if there's no English tennis player,

no ZARA,

no Latino,

no Italiano,

and just No No(s),

I'll just settle for a

Danish badminton player

when I see Aja

Helllllllllllllll No!

I'M PMS-ing!

Big time. So you don't expect me to really blog
do you?
Naahhhhhhhh take the email I just wrote.

And for god's sake J3 & Bill
quit fighting in my comment box
Men!

What makes you think my bits are hairy?
Anyway, of course I checked my bits, it freaked me out. I'm clean as a whistle.

Apparently the pusssies are sprayed with anti-tick solution, so its either my
forest walking or pathway rolling
(as the babylove so cleverly pointed out).

I love this channel, MTV Base, all R & B, but they keep playing this stupid song that I think is completely pointless, Jamie Foxx I think, something about having one too many drinks and something something embassy. Stupid, stupid cat strangler.

I also hate seeing Mariah all over Pharell Williams
voice so good, no need to be a ho.
No offense la babe! (You know who you are!)
Its just that PW is so hawt.

Which brings me to another symptom of PMS
I'm perving at stupid people on MTV
PMS makes me horny

I just had a singe-ing shower
(should have been cold come to think of it)
I'm surprise I don't burn my skin right off man, come to think of it, don't they singe chickens to make
feather plucking easier?
You think it'll work on hair? waxing alternative
yee-har!

Cooked dinner, Slow Roasted Garlic-Lemon Chicken, New Potatoes and a simple Cucumber-Tomato Salad.

MTP seemed to like it enough, but I wouldn't rank it anywhere up there,my problem is
she's allergic to shellfish, seriously limits my repertoire,
I can experiment la, but its always better to serve
the ones you know are a hit first.
Mine are mostly seafood based/centered.

I set the house alarm off today! A-fucking-gain.
I did yesterday too and since then I've been so afraid of screwing up that I unwittingly do it.

Bleh! (that one's for you Unc.)
Thank god tomorrow I only have to set it once,
I'm going into Copenhagen, first time by train,
meeting a sweet little man called Sean
who's all blond haired and brown eyed, he'll be my guide.

I've practically got the day off and MTP is expecting to not see me tomorrow,
(but i think I've beeen working kinda hard anyway)
when I wake she'll be gone, when I come home, she'll be asleep.
Supercoolnessbeyondwords.

Screw The Sushi

The cat and I are no longer friends
Yesterday, when she gave me the bird
I had a nasty fleeting feeling she'd sick it up
but I shrugged it off

I let her sleep on my sheepskin
forgoing my TV-time
and this morning, what did she do?
Bird mash preserved in feline stomach acids
all over the carpet

Then 30 mins ago
I was rubbing my belly
when I felt a scab
'Thats strange', I thought
Why would I have a scab?
then I lifted my shirt and there was
A tick!A god damn tick. Never before.

Freaked ooot!
rushed to the laptop
typed 'how to get a tick of my body' into google
got the sucker out

I'm blaming the cat
others have pointed out that I've been
rolling on grass and lying on stone pathways

The cat and I are not talking.

Tonight I am cooking, nervous
gotta go grocery shopping
later!

Moan Moan Moan

My ear hurts again
the other side
sucks

Today we gave the baby to MTP(Mother Type Person)'s mother for the night
then we sat in the kitchen
annd told ex boyfriend stories

MTP also showed me her wine collection
she hardly even drinks but gets 25 bottles free annually
this is truly a test
a cellarful of wine
is definately god's idea of fun with Aja

Today one of the cats brought me a bird
it was dead and honoured as I was
I told her I couldn't accept it
I told her I'd consider fish
so we could have sushi for dinner
she said she'd wait by the lake and try her luck

I've never been all too fond of cats
but these ones seem to be growing on me
this morning, as I lay on my back on the stone pathway in the garden
sunning myself to get warmth into my bones
Gaya came and lay down next to me
her head against my feet

She's now taken my place in front of my TV
snug in the sheepskin

The Pussycat Dolls are doing their thang on screen
I mean seriously lah, wear so little clothing
somemore have the gall to tell people to
'Loosen up my buttons' !
Hos.

Patience

I've been sitting here at the dining table for the past hour
plodding through my uninspiring lunch
of fettuccine with pesto, tomato-cucumber salad
and a crisp-crackly pork sausage
(its not that its not good, its just that I could have made something better)

Melancholy is the name of the game
I'm not ruling out the fact that it's probably PMS

Someone mentioned Gun's & Roses-Patience to me this morning
and I had a feeling I would find it in the
music library in the den
and I've been playing it on repeat
for the past hour or so
glued to my seat

Life throws all kinds of curveballs doesn't it?
and try as I may, despite all odds
I can never see this turning out
to be anything less than the best

Wah!

That Guest Blogger got bold indeed
she's very enthusiastic isn't she?

Despite the early 'wah so much pressure' bullshit.
Then she rambles of in her
non-stop-all-in-one-breath
spiels
And once she starts, she doesn't stop
na-uh, even in real life

I mean if you ever thought you could not get tired just listening
well, she'll prove you wrong innit?

This girl will speak to herself if you ignore her
in a room
because she knows, that no matter what
if you're in the same room
you can't help but listen

And she types exactly as she speaks
which is basically non-stop la, in fact,
I am actually surprised that there are spaces between the words

She's got it all right too
exactly where I'd nod my head
which sentence I'd laugh at, what I am thinking
and yes, 12 'No s' at the start of that Usher song that we so love

And here I am, half the world away
thinking I was safe, that here, I'd actually find silence
but evidently, I was wrong
she haunts me still
like a white ant infestation
like Pringles

Oh My, Gaaaaawwwd!

Oh my Gaaaawd...

Ohhh... My Gawd babe!

Oh. Maiiiiiiii Gaawwwwd!!!

(and the same thing goes on for like 3 more times)

I miss doing that.

I am trying my best to translate that

Ohh my Gaaaawwwwd

through this post

but I don't think so la

sure not effective wan.

But yeah .. Oh maiii Gaaawwwwd!

It's amazing how Ja and I do that

in perfect unison (continuously)

to every pause in between the

Oh(s), My(s) and Gawd(s)

and the exact six-and-a-half-second stretch

on the last Gawd.

Really wan!!! Damn shiok!

If you noticed,

my confidence as a guest-blogger

has elevated big time mannnn...

Cause I got the green light

to talk non-stop in here !!!

See, once you get me started,

I don't stop!

Apparently, some readers laughed

to my first post

and some,

even commented that I am doing great (thus far)!

So I feel so accomplished now ...

and relieved...

Cause it is soooooooooo difficult

to sustain your attention

and meet your expectations

of all you damn fine readers...

So please, bear with me ok?

At least till Percy

is nicely fitted and compatible to Danish holes...

I really dont wanna be responsible

if any of you stopped reading...

Surely kena wan!

Speaking of perfect unison

in our cacat-verbal-talents...

Apart from our Oh My Gawd(s),

I also miss cruising and winding

up and down Batu Ferringhi

with our windows down

and volume to 20 (sometimes 24)

with salty wind penetrating through

our strands of silky hair..

errr .. actually just my silky hair..

Aja has spikes of hair not strands!

And when a particular song of Usher's is on,

we would sign each other with our eyes,

stimultaneously face the wind

from our respective windows

and belt out

No oh oo No oo... No no no no no no no no no no

So the question of the day:

How many no(s) are there in

Usher's You Got It Bad?

Answer:

12

Now, how cacat is that?

But isn't it sooo

Ohhh Maiii Gawwwd ???

Hmmmm

Ok ok .. I know the font in the previous blog

was a tad too small and no proper spacing and lining...

But honestly.. it didnt come out as it should!

Oh well .. I am a guest-blogger ...

I am entitled to make mistakes!

Being Neither Aja Nor Frou Frou

Very honoured to be asked to guest blog

and being part of the most popular blog-site

(only because silly cow-ja commented that I don't).

But really.. What the hell am I suppose to write about???

Since it is my first time in "being Aja",

(doesn't that sound like asthough I just got a guest role

in "being Aja" the sitcom or something?)

I should really start of by saying something nice;

following the tradition of guest-blogging by frou frou.

I am in D-E-N-I-A-L

Doing my

Everyday nonsense in

No life island,

Ipod set to officially missing you (on repeat)

And pretending that Aja is still...

Listening to my non-stop bitching!
I swear, my tongue never gets tired

and Aja is definitely nodding her head to that

with total agreement.. right? right?

And probably saying and laughing at the same time

"Babe... beh sai a neh khuan eh la"
See... even you are agreeing to that now...

I just love to talk, like non-stop!

And I can surely write nonsense mannnnn...

Isn't it evident already????

Again, I swear,

I am the last person in this hightech world

to finally get a cellphone that plays actual tunes..

Or is it real tunes? Whatever they call it...

So now I have an id ringtone assigned

for my girlfriends.

When any of them calls or sms-es,

Mariah would sing!

Oh shiet! Now everyone knows who I am.

So today, as my phone sang

we belong togetherrrrrrrr

and Silly Cow-ja flashing on the screen...

I immediately flipped open my skinny phone

as my tears threatened to fall,

expecting a text that says

"Babe .. I miss you so much... bla bla bla"

But that, obviously, didn't happen.

Instead, the first line reads:

"fuck babe!"

Damn! I miss my silly cow.

Quick, Someone Send Me A Mike

So I can Skype
and since you brought it up Pete
you should send it, or bring it dammit
come to think of it I don't even have
a mouse
but here, we have cats who catch mice

I'm not MSN-ing or anything till Percy is up and running
thats it.
this Mac and me no friend friend
I'm loyal to Percy
so all that's close to my heart is done on him

Anyway, done cleaning
hearty lunch, now gonna shower and pick the kid up
then we going lakeside walking

still can't get over the CD player

I miss HENRY!

Doesn't Anyone Love Me? )=

Kanneh.
2 hours ago, I mass emailed like 20 people
not one has replied.
Blardey hell.

Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I think I'll go eat some worms..

All the way in Denmark and that Celcom world-cup add
moosic is still playing in my head
Ohhhhh ohhh ohhh ohhh
I miss hearing it, it represents the football camaraderie
(or betting brotherhood), so much spirit
I dunno la, I miss it, like the sounds of home or summat

Anyway, you know that cool Bang & Olufson CD player
they have in the surgical room of Nip/Tuck?
We have it.
Can die, yo! Just now I went downstairs and
discovered it and couldn't stop doing that hand wavy thing.

Then I cleaned downstairs, now I'm on my self-proclaimed
mid-morn break before I finish upstairs, make lunch
and do some writing
perhaps in the afternoon, I'll go downtown
and do some thriftstore sifting

OMG, LLCoolJ's body is so damn hawt
RRrrrrrrrrrrrr
I love that zzz zzz zzz song
got sentimental value also
Bleh.

Break over.
Nobody loves me.
Vig, I think I'm going to want to make friends this weekend
can your cousin come out and play?

P.S. I edited 'Being Frou Frou' below (=

Amsterdam Lai!

 

 

My Last 24 Hrs in Penang

 

Even The Weeds Are Purty

Well, this just sucks doesn't it?
Blogger is definately not Mac friendly, which means I have to use HTML to format
Which is just bullshit really

I expect you miss me?
Don't worry, its okay, I miss you too
lots

My darling girlfriends,
thank you for blogging (though only one did)
I won't be regular til I get Percy up
(his plug head is different)
so please do continue, or start (;

My darling family (not necessarily in this order ya)
Thank you for being what you are, loving me so much

Okay now that the Oscar speech is done...
My flight was pretty uncomfortable
being cramped in between a lanky eastern european beauty
and a complete weird woman
who had fit-like spells in her sleep and kept flipping her newly extended her hair
in my face isn't my idea of fun

We arrived in Amsterdam just past 5 am
where the mere sight of clogs and cheese and
hard rolls filled with tomato, mozzarella and parma ham
got me all excited

Even the McDonalds is trendy, tastefully furnished with
leather banquettes and frosted cube tables where pastel lights glow within
You know I took pictures, I just need to learn how to put them up with the Mac

Caught my next flight to Copenhagen
at half past seven am, arrived an hour later
and decided the Kobenhavn airport is amongst the best I 've seen
then walked right past my guardian at arrivals

Now, the reason I didn't tell anyone what I'm doing here
Is because I don't want anyone who's just bored of their job or Malaysia
to come out and apply without really being capable i'll spoil the market

I'm au pair-ing which is French for on-par
basically you live with a family and they treat you as one of their own children
generally they provide food and lodging, language classes, an allowance
some families go halves on the flight
but if you're lucky, some pay in full and there are of course other perks depending on the family

In return you do light house work and babysit the young ones
these things do come naturally to me
(because I'm anal about neatness and cleanliness and i love kids)
also, I 've lots of experience
au pairing is a global thing, not big in asia but big in most of the western countries
but if you're thinking of going this route, think it through, make sure you can hack it

otherwise 'Working Holidays Abroad' is a good thing to look into

I was going to write more about my arrival but
I think I'll start a separate Denmark blog
You l hear about it (=

I miss people more than I miss home.

Aja is

aja is gone boo hoo
aja is like glue
she kept us together
and made us better

no laa no laa....nonsense.....

Aja is in Copenhagen which is in Denmark which is in Europe.
Aja is there for work.
Aja is there to mould the mind of a young individual to be as briliant as she is.
Aja shall be gone for a year...i think...if nuthin changes.
Aja will be bek in October for a friends thinggy.

ok...
i hope that answers the questions that i've been gettin.


To Aja when she finally reads her own blog:

"oii babe....see la u....blog blog blog but u dun tell people none.....
hrMMm.....blardy 'ell! maybe u din want them to know....ohh ohh -_- damn!"
ermm...if u reading this now....i know the words are not centralised but thats coz i'm on Chubbs and he dont do all that spiffy stuff that Percy does so i'll change it when i get to work tom!

Being Frou Frou

Yesterday in a flurry

we agreed that Vans would come pick me up from work

and head to the airport to say

"toodles" to Aja.

We arrived at the airport to find no Aja

as Lil Missy was stuck in a jam.

Musta been part of her packing procrastination.

:p

We walked into the airport and we bumped into.....

Zach - who just arrived from Tokyo.

The irony of it all.

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Lil Ms. Late finally arrived...

rushed over to the check in counter.

[I got to sit on the trolley while waiting!! yay!]

and through the HOo-HAhs....she checked in.

We scootered off and sat outside Coffee Bean in an awkward silence.

Then the usual....everyone started snapping photos to break the silence.

BUT the silence could not be pushed away.

It lingered in the background,

together with our sadness.

Don't get me wrong

we are happy for Aja

that she is given this opportunity

but nevetheless we were sad.

Tra la la

so we pretended it was just like any normal coffee session.

Then it was time.

I figured out that the silence was just

everyone holding back their tears.

Maybe i was just PMSy....

but man...my tears kept on welling up to be pushed back.

She hugged us, one by one....

said her words in private to each of us

through tears...

yes...she broke her reserve and broke in to tears

Slowly.....she walked through the departure gate

She turned once and waved farewell....

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aja edited:

goodbyes suck. i never know what to say. and then its over, and i wish i had said the things i couldn't say when i had the chance to say them. y'know what im saying?

Goodbyes suck ass.

Aja got to KL without any mishaps but she had to get her luggage and check-in again for Copenhagen in KLIA. baggage was 11 keys overweight and the lady at the counter refused to let her thru. amazing what she can pack even when she's procrastinating.
Imagine the damage if she had more time. ;)

They wanted to charge her 700 buckeroos for the excess baggage. but she worked the mojo, batted the eyelashes (works on women, too!) and voila! she got through without paying a cent but sans her toiletry bag
(which, by the way, weighed 3 kg. that's a lotta cream.)

By this time it was almost time to board. She didn't even have time for dinner, the poor thing. She rushed to the gate and said her last goodbye.

But I didn't. Somehow the words wouldn't come.
Goodbyes suck

HENCE why you fellow readers of hers...

are stuck with the rest of us guest bloggers

and our neurotics till she gets online

-_-