Singapore March-April 2011
April 10th, 2011Batu Caves
July 14th, 2010For me the images associate with Batu Caves are men with long steel pick though their cheeks and limau kasturi hanging on hocks all over their backs. I’ve never been to Batu Caves, or the middle part of the KLCC tower or Taman Negara or any other Asian country except Singapore and Thailand 
I am oblivious to attractions so attractive to tourists.
Yesterday a fine sunny Sunday like any other endless matahari days in Malaysia, I went to Batu Caves for the first time with a French CSer. The 272 steps were not as draining as I imaged maybe because some monkey were distracting me and I keep stopping to shoot stuff 
. I was thinking it would be an interesting challenge to take some really good photos during Thaipusam at Batu Caves. Maybe that’s one of the things I should put on my bucket list 
Three days old Kieran
June 27th, 2010My high school friend just gave birth on 25 June 2010 to a healthy baby boy: Kieran still deciding on Chinese name for him. My friend had a dream where two Chinese names came up, i think Kieran will be named after one of the dream names
It was hard to take pictures in low lighting and my camera had a obvious blue cast, had to edit it using the trusty Picasa. Not really happy with the results of this shoot. I will try and use my future camera Canon 550D which i am planning to buy when i get my salary this month, my HARD earn salary of working 10 hours night shift -__- and Sunday extra work single pay.
Queenstown Rafting – 25th of March 2010
June 21st, 2010I revisited Queenstown in March and it was known to the locals as “tourist trap” i have to say yes, there are HEAPS of tourist here and yes the camping place was the most expensive, less equip, no free shower BUT damnnnnn this place is beautiful. The last time i was here i went on the gondola and the view was breath taking, i hiked up until i couldn’t go up anymore and did the luge mann where are my photos?! in my external drive Anyways this time i went with my awesome travelmate Jochen and our couch surfer Thomas.
We signed on a rafting trip with Queenstown rafting and departed to Shotover River which promised to “Begin with an unforgettable coach trip into Skippers Canyon. ” Skipper Canyon is the only road in NZ that no insurance will covers rental cars and i understand why later as the road was only large enough to fit just one car with the wheels by the edge of the hill/mountain side, one wrong turn, oppssss….down the canyon.
I changed into an incredibly tight and small size wet suit, and wet shoes. I think they had to give me children size Equip with helmet, life jacket, a wooden peddle and a string to tie my glasses ^_^ we went on the bus and to the canyon! as the bus had to go though Skipper’s Canyon to get to the starting point. The unofficial guide on the bus was an American guy who entertained us with jokes and he was quite the talker the old lady in front of me kept saying oh my god while turning away from the window and holding on to her husband tight as the bus makes a turn. I was holding my breath each and every time the bus turn while looking at the bottom of the canyon and thinking no chance of survival if we roll down
We arrived and had to wait for 3-4 trips of people coming by helicopter(show offs!) and it was a whole group of middle age men. They apparently work for a company in Australia and when they meet the sales target they get a complete VIP trip, flying them from Australia to NZ to raft and a bunch of fun activities. After the briefing and buckling up life jacket and shoot me! shoot me! session we headed off to the river
Words can’t explain the trip, look at the pictures
We headed back and sat at the VERY hot sauna for ages while taking breaks to have a refreshing freezing water blast and then back to the sauna. We only left when the staff had to close the place
anddd because we left so late we missed the chance to purchase the photos 
so after like one and half month later, in Malaysia, i emailed them and ask them if the photos are still available and YES! for a price of cause. They sent over the photo pack two weeks ago BUT it was damaged so i emailed them to complaint and i will get a replacement pack and they also gave the instructions to download the digital photos
I wouldn’t go rafting if i was traveling alone but it was super fun and all of us didn’t fall out of the boat the guide was really good and if when i go back to NZ i will definitely raft and skydive again
View from 15th Floor
June 13th, 2010Sleeping next to highway at my rental room in KL.
Emily’s Wedding
June 6th, 2010My good friend Emily got married recently and had a four day wedding dinner marathon. I went for three of them and i have to say the food was good and i was very happy to meet up with my uni friends that i haven’t seen for ages.
Four days marathon break down
Day 1 : Buffet dinner at Emily’s house,, with ice kacang, a range of very delicious food, asam laksa, i was spoilt for choice and couldn’t eat the ice kacang cause i was just so full after that we went for some drinks and celebrated Emily’s last day of being single
Day 2: Restaurant dinner. beer, lobster, abalone, mushroom, shark fin, zombie rabbits. What more can i say? it was awesome.
Day 3: Chinese tea ceremony. by this day i was EXHASTED, i was working two weekends in a row without rest(and for free -__-) but i can’t miss this. I honestly salute you Emily, four days of day and night marathon, even with attending three events i was shattered. I ended the day by eating a very artificial and i felt sick Mango Sherbet from Baskin Robbins cause of the extreme Malaysian heat and cause i can’t take other dailylicious ice cream they had to offer
IE not friendly
May 24th, 2010Just found out a week or two ago that my blog is not Internet Explorer friendly. The galleries won’t load in IE but works on Firefox, Google Chrome. I will try and sort it out
IE is so yesterday! slow loading, not user friendly, bah…..i converted from Firefox to Chrome now
A story for Valentine’s Day (HIMYMF)
May 22nd, 2010Check out the original post at my cousin’s blog. Originally posted on FEBRUARY 11, 2009
She was a bookish student who liked keeping to herself. He was a good-natured chap who was always with his friends. It was 1996, when the school year began for a gaggle of Sixth Formers at King George V Secondary School.
It had been a rough start for her. Her class, Class 6 Muzaffar, was a “floater”. As class monitor, it was her duty to find a classroom whenever they got booted out of a class they squated in. In the previous year, a kind schoolteacher had advised her to go into the Arts Stream for she fared better in the languages (Malay and English) than Mathematics and the sciences Physics, Chemistry and Biology. She ignored the well-meaning advice, deciding to follow her dream of being a scientist or maybe a doctor (almost every parent’s wish). To make matters worse, their class teacher was a deadwood who constantly belittled them. He would say that she and her classmates were wasting his time and that they were better off being hawkers selling fried kuey teow. Now as she wandered along the corridors looking for another classroom, she cursed her decision.
School assemblies were dreary affairs but she looked forward to seeing one person: the tall, quiet guy from the other Form Six science class. He came to KGV from the Anglo-Chinese School to take the A-levels not offered at his alma mater. Noticing the glances she cast his way, a classmate tactfully told her that he has a girlfriend who was in the Arts Stream. At learning this, she stopped looking at and thinking of him.
After a tumultuous one and a half years, the Sixth Formers were ready to spread their wings and fly. Despite the teacher’s prediction that they would fail to make it into any university, a timely government policy to increase the number of science graduates saved this hapless class from being fried kuey teow hawkers. All of Class 6 Muzaffar were accepted into local universities except for one student (he flunked most subjects) in spite of their outrageously horrendous A-level results. She got her top choice: a 3-year B.Sc (Honors) Biology program at Universiti Putra Malaysia. He attended the same university as she, where he trained to become a veterinary doctor.
She was grateful for the second chance to further her education. She worked hard and did well. She also broke out of her anti-social shell when she became an activitist seeking to raise awareness of university students on HIV/AIDS. It was an odd choice of extra-curricular activity but she liked the type of people who formed the group Universiti Putra Volunteers for AIDS Club (UPVAC). When other clubs and societies were highly polarized and homogenous, UPVAC members were fun-loving, wacky and were of different ethnic groups and programs.
They would bump into each other every now and then on campus and they would talk and talk. But they never made the effort to connect beyond the opportunistic meetings. They had separate lives, interests, partners and ambitions.
One day, she received a phone call from him. He said he was leaving for America. He had been going around calling and meeting up with friends as he wasn’t sure if he would be able to see them much.
Those feelings that she kept buried all these years resurfaced. She realized that she really, really liked him. But it won’t work: both of them were still in their respective relationship. Besides, he’s going far, far away.
Months later she received an e-mail from him, broken-hearted and alone in a foreign land. His girlfriend had left him. She offered words of comfort and told him to be strong. Little did she know she was headed down the same path. Her boyfriend of 5 years had suggested that they get married but she suspected that he’d only said that to curb her freedom. She had been offered a job in Sarawak. The ugly truth surfaced when she forced the boyfriend to talk to her parents about marriage. The boyfriend said that it was a misunderstanding and that she forced him to get married. Her mother also decided at that moment to give him a piece of her mind. The end result of the meeting: angry parents and irate boyfriend.
After two months of verbal abuse, she decided to end the relationship for real. The ex had given her enough hate fuel to launch herself out of his orbit forever, to her parents’ relief. They weren’t sure if the ex was the man for her.
She sent an e-mail to him, to share the sad news. The next day he called her from the US, surprising her at work. After 3 months of grieving and bitching about their respective exes, they realized that they love one another.
Two soulmates who finally found one another…
How I Met Your Mother/Father (HIMYMF)
May 22nd, 2010Inspired by a combination of my good friend’s wedding, more wedding invitations, my cousin’s going to have her first child, the never meeting the mother after 6 seasons How i met Your Mother and the fact that i love to listen to happy ending real life love stories that are more dramatic than fiction. I want YOUR story of what you will tell your kids on “How i met your mother/father”
First story i will start with is from my cousin on how she meet her husband Thanks for sharing.
I will publish YOUR story and put it into HIMYMF(How i met your mother/father) category.
Unlocking twice
May 19th, 2010My very useful Skype phone i got for free from UK Three contract has been released, for the second time. I unlocked it once in London, cost me 15Pounds and it accepted other sim cards. I came back to Malaysia attempting to use it with a Malaysian sim and NZ sim -__- can’t use. So had to pay RM70 to unlock it again. Now it’s alive and the photos in my HP are free from it’s little case and going online
