You see, i come from a very health concious family. Hence, my parents especially has always being keeping track of our diet. However, i think we should sometimes spoil it for some enjoyment. Afterall, we live to eat and not eat to live right? Thus, i decide to pamper myself a lil with my all-time favourite chinese delicacy, (yep, to me that is. that’s how a big deal it is to me). THE BAH KUT TEH (pork bone tea?)
So there it is, my lunch today. Shall anticipate till the next round *saliva drooling already*
I finished everything on my own. too bad i was too full and HOT after i’m done with my lunch. As a result, i forgotten to snap another photo.
ps: sorry if i offended any of our Malay readers.
Author: bimbobum
sensitive
scenario 1:
a group of friends are sitting together over a cup of coffee. everyone’s laughing and chatting. you notice one of the girls in the group shooting you dirty looks, kind of bitchy. you pretend you didn’t notice. and as your guy friend (or boyfriend) drives you home, you bring it to their attention. “did you notice just now that girl, AhLianForever gave me a dirty look when we were talking about blah blah…? i mean, what the hell is her problem??” you complain.
“ya, man! i saw! what the hell was her problem?” your girl friend sitting in the backseat of the car confirms your suspicion.
“no la, you’re just being sensitive! i don’t think she was being bitchy. so SENSITIVE la, you girls.” the MAN says.
*** ever get that? come on, we’ve got super instincts, we CAN TELL. ;P
scenario 2:
after dinner with the boyfriend, he sends you home. you call him before you sleep, he’s too moody to make conversation. you let it go.
the next day, he doesn’t call like he usually does. so you call him, and he is still reluctant to chat like he’s got a carrot up his ass. you ask him what’s wrong. he says nothing. you ask him what did you do. he sighs. and then he tells you.
“you know, i feel like you’re taking me for granted. like that night.”
“huh? what did i do?” you’re confused.
“you didn’t kiss me goodnight. you didn’t even say “love you” when you said bye…. you just said “goodnite” like i was one of your friends …. “ he tells you.
*** oh my goodness. guys can be sensitive too. ya, the ‘macho’ type of sensitive. metrosexual. new age kind of guy. ;P
receiving gifts that are not ‘you’
“oh, for me? *happy* thank you!!!”
ok, admit it. how often do you get surprise presents which you don’t really like? and how often are you made to unwrap your present in front of the giver?
i’ve always had a problem hiding my facial expressions, so i get uncomfy when givers make me open their presents before them. “open up!!! don’t have to wait until you reach home. open it up now!”
and i’ll brace myself for the worse, forcing the big grin to remain on my face, no matter what. not an easy task.
it’s the thought that counts, right? but ….. if i don’t like the gift, how?
5 years ago, i celebrated my first valentine’s day with the new boyfriend (then!). and he had told me what he wanted – even it was a boring gift, but at least i wouldn’t go wrong – it’ll be something he’ll use AND like.
he had gotten me my gift earlier, which i never had a say in it. hopefully it’ll be good.
so before dinner, he was excited and wanted us to open up our gifts before we left. yay, he liked his. and it was my turn. oh wow, exactly want i needed. yay, thanks! i was happy that he was thoughtful. so could we go now?
but now, he insisted i tried it. he wanted to see my reaction.
so i did.
and my happiness faded just a lil bit.
i didn’t really like it. = it wasn’t my type! shucks.
“put a happy face, put a happy face!” i kept telling myself inside my head.
“oh. you don’t like it? i can tell from your face.” he remarked sadly.
“NO! no no …. i like, thanks! really… you know i need this.” i assured him.
to cut the long story short, it’s really tough when someone close to you gets you presents you may not like at all. i remember buying presents for my siblings, and i thought i was clever when i bought walnuts for my sister’s hamsters to nibble on. (it broke their teeth, yes-i’m-so-stupid!) but she didn’t like the gift. i felt really bad when i found out.
the same thing happened when a friend who has NEVER bought me a present before, brought something for me for my chinese new year open house. excitedly i opened the box (after he’d gone), curious to see what was in it.
“it looks like he gave you something his parents didn’t want.” my friend remarked, as we stared at it, dumbfounded.
anyway, it’s the thought that counts, definitely. but still! at least something you KNOW the person will definitely like! or grow to like it.. i mean, you are close to that person, so you should know what that person likes. ;P
p.s. you’re not going to guess what the bf (then!) got me, right? i can guess what xes is going to guess… let’s just say that whenever i went out with him (the bf then, not xes), i had to put it on.
roti ayam special @ william’s
because we couldn’t think of anywhere else to go, my friends and i decided to head on to william’s at taman mayang jaya, pj (near the old limkokwing insitute/university) for a nibble. of course, i told myself that i shouldn’t be eating – *ahem* diet! ;P
because the tummy started rumbling (i.e. must eat!), i opted for the “roti ayam special” (chicken special in ‘bread’?) from the list of roti the guy had rattled off.
eh? where’s the chicken?
it looked like the roti salad i previously tried, all that vege sticking out. i usually have the garlic cheese butter naan. i’ve tried the macaroni & cheese naan (which cost RM7), the baked cheese pasta thingy, roti hawaii (which xes TOLD me it’d be good and had stripes of mayo on top – but they only do that at murni’s @ ss2!) and etc.
it was alright. i did find chunks of chicken hidden within the grated carrot. ;P and i felt healthy for the load of carrots and cabbage. hehe.
i have to hand it to them, they are really creative with their menu. but i think they’re just too expensive. it cost about RM5, i think. a friend ordered a plate of onion rings which cost RM5 as well. but goodness, you can count how many rings there were – 12? even Burger King‘s onion rings are reasonably priced. ;P
[image taken off from http://en.wikipedia.org]
the onion rings didn’t look like this, they were paler. ;P
if you know other places for nibbling, do suggest. ;P
staying away
a few months ago (some time last year), i reluctantly agreed to have dinner with an ex-boyfriend. he said he needed a favour from me.
although reluctant, i felt i had no choice – so that he didn’t have to bother me again for future favours. ;P
imagine me flinging my hands, a nervous wreck, confiding in my friends, “oh no, do i have to dress to kill?? just to show him that i’m SO over him??”
that’s definitely something a girl ALWAYS has to do, i’m afraid, be it an ex or a potential – must dress to kill.
so we met up. i tried not to be nervous. i also tried not to laugh. because he looked different. kind of dorky. ;P
dinner went surprisingly well. except when i asked about his current relationship. and he started to confide in me about their problems. eeks. i should have kept my mouth shut.
this is not right. i had thought to myself. i made the appropriate mmhmms and aaahs to show i understood what he said at that time.
he told me that they’ve been going out for a year now, and the funny thing was, his girlfriend kept breaking up with him, because she felt she wasn’t ready for a steady relationship. but a few weeks later or so, she’d ask to get back together, and he’d agree. for the entire year, they have broken up about 8 times!
i asked if he was the one who initiated each break up. i couldn’t help it. because when we were going out, he kept asking for a temporary split so frequent. but anyway, he insisted that she was the one. and it frustrated him because he really wanted them to make things work.
why i asked the question was this. just 3 months ago, i received a friendster message from his girlfriend, who wanted to be friends. i was naturally surprised, because i didn’t know he was going out with anyone (but not to say i cared). why would his girlfriend want to befriend me? spooky, my friends told me. they told me to stay away.
i couldn’t help but to like her, after overcoming my fear that i was being stalked. ;P against my better judgment, we exchanged email addresses and started emailing each other frequently, and i told myself that i’d keep it platonic, i wouldn’t ask anything about their relationship at all. just talk about girly stuff. yeah!
yet out of the blue, just 2 months ago, she confessed that their relationship has been having some difficulties, and he was always asking to break up. and a few weeks later, they’d get back together, and it confused the hell out of her. i felt for her, because …. well, i’m always feeling sad for girls who have relationship problems (because i think they deserve to be happy).
therefore, when the ex mentioned otherwise, chills ran down my spine. gulp. shit, i started to panic, who the hell was telling me the truth??
but till this day, i don’t know and i don’t even want to know (ok, maybe JUST a bit ;P). i’ve stopped emailing his girlfriend and i pray he or she doesn’t get back in touch with me, because i don’t want to get caught in the middle – imagine if one day the ex comes screaming into my face, telling me that i’ve been meddling and goodness knows what nonsense i’ve been telling his girlfriend or causing so much havoc or something like that? imagine if the girlfriend twists everything around and says that i’m the one who has been stalking her and demanding to be friends? eeks.
you just never know.
just for laughs.
“i’m not interested, sorry.”
i agreed to have dinner with this guy who made me laugh, when i first met him at a friend’s birthday party a few months ago. i thought i’d give it a try, i mean, everyone says there’s no harm in making new friends, right?
he didn’t attract me in the first place anyway. average looking and his dressing sense was …… not my type. ;P
a few weeks later (after the birthday party) we had supper, and watched a movie together. i figured there wasn’t any harm in going out as friends. really. i did offer to pay my share. =)
it was then i realised that i wasn’t attracted to him at all. see, girls tend to analyse the situation before, during and after dates or outings with guys, in order to see where they stand or whether the guy is really interested or not. so you can’t blame me for arriving at that realisation (that i’m just not attracted to him).
right after that, he asked me out for dinner and another movie again, which i declined, my reasons given.
but he persisted, and i began to feel a bit cornered. i felt bad because i couldn’t be coming up with excuses all the time and avoiding his calls and ignoring his sms-es.
it was a dead-end discussion with my girl friends as to how to deal with the situation delicately as possible.
(a) agree to go out, but insist on a group thingy; or
(b) go out and keep harping on the fact that “hey, we’re friends what.” – use that phrase 2047 times if possible;
or (c) ask him straight, “are you trying to court me or something?” and then tell him, “but we’re just good friends.”
or (d) continue to avoid and run away like hell – he’ll get the hint, eventually.
argggh.
but imagine if i had chosen (c) and this happened over dinner:
guy: blah blah blah blah …. shall we go watch a movie again this saturday?
me: again? why?
guy: why not? watch laaa
me: err …. what are you trying to do? are you trying to court me or something? because seriously, we’re just good friends. don’t take it the wrong way, but i think we’re just good friends… ya. we’re just good friends. you know i’m not your type leh …
guy: WHAT? oh my god, you stupid woman! you damn perasan (got the wrong idea) right? asking you out for another movie and you think i’m courting you??
guy: of course la just good friends. what did you think? that your fat ass attracted me to start courting you? please, for goodness sake, go look in the mirror, man! i’m just pitying you that no one wants to date you. i’m doing you a favour, man! you stupid wrinkly prune …. ‘court you’ my foot la!!
me: ……………….. oh my god, you stupid perasan piece of shit! you go look in the mirror la. dressing sense from which century, your grandma does your shopping for you, is it? i’m the one doing you a favour by coming out with you!!
imagine if that happened.
is there a nicer way to hint or get the message across that, “i’m not interested, sorry.”?
let me be paris hilton
*[warning: EDITED lame post]*
i got a bit worried when xes said that i’d have to wear a paper bag over my head for the free meal sponsored by www.xes.cx for the winner(s) of Where’s Fank_omatic? (which we all know that i won ;p) that i immediately rummaged through my cupboards for a decent paper bag.
so i’ve decided i’ll just use this.
let me be Paris Hilton for a while!!!!
if i don’t have it upside down over my head, i’d have to make some changes and cut out the bottom part of the bag to ensure that paris hilton stays upright.
but if you think about it, it’ll look like my head is right beneath her bum. erm, i don’t think i’ll demostrate.
ok, sorry for this really lame post. just thought you’d be bored with my boy/girl discussions. so, i chose to be lame today. ;PpPpPPPPp
p.s. but damn tiring to hunt for paper bags, you know. [earlier post showed 9 other paper bags.]
the problem with being rich
*[from a forwarded email]*
Once while visiting a very rich friend, the maid approached me and asked if i’d like to have a cup of tea.
Question: “What would you like to have..Fruit juice, Soda, Tea, Chocolate, Capuccino,Frapuccino,or Coffee?”
Answer : ” Tea please”
Question: ” Ceylon tea, Indian tea, Herbal tea, Bush tea,Honey bush tea, iced tea or green tea ?”
Answer: “Ceylon tea ”
Question: “How would you like it ? black or white?
Answer: “white”
Question: “Milk, or fresh cream?
Answer: “With milk ”
Question: “Goat’s milk, or cow’s milk”
Answer: “With cow’s milk please.
Question: ” Freezeland cow or Afrikaner cow?”
Answer: ” Um, I’ll just take it black. ”
Question: ” Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey?”
Answer: “With sugar”
Question: ” Beet sugar or cane sugar?”
Answer: “Cane sugar ”
Question: ” White, brown or yellow sugar?”
Answer: “Forget about the tea, just give me a glass of water instead.”
Question: “Mineral water, tap water or distilled water?”
Answer: “Mineral water”
Question: “Flavored or non-flavored ?”
Answer: “………………………..”
where is fank frank_omatic?
has anyone seen him around?
let’s all place our bets – where is fank farouk frank_omatic?
(1) eloped with some woman, and gone far away from KL/PJ?
(2) taken a sabbatical for a sex change operation?
(3) got kidnapped by pirates (er… more like pirated dvds/cds sellers ;P)?
(4) i kidnapped him and he’s currently tied to my bed post?
(5) xes kidnapped him and preserved him like those flattened preserved dogs?
(6) he’s been thrown in jail for contempt of court?
(7) he won the lottery and has gone off on a 1 month cruise, busy sipping tequila sunrise(s)?
(8) his boss made him a sex slave?
where is fank farouk frank_omatic????