2011...Yippie another wondrous year waiting to be welcomed =)

After 21 years, we finally won in a football final, after 14 years we beat the Indonesian,after so long we can say Malaysia Boleh! out of sheer happiness and joy that the nation shares at the moment. Its not your everyday feat and not everyday the Prime Minister actually declares its a public holiday(Jiggling while going Yippie!Yabadaba doooooo!!!). What a way to close the curtains on 2010. With a BANG babey!!

I plan to close it with big hug, plenty of kisses to the great adventures and memories laid upon my way throughout 2010 but in a quite celebration on my own and my family.

This New Year's eve, I'm going to sit on the couch wearing my pajamas, watch all my favourites on the TV with a big bucket of ice-cream (last of my guilty pleasures for the year before my resolutions sets in =P).

So behold world, below are my resolution for the year 2011: (only 9 unless anyone can prove resolutions should come in 10s)

1. Travel to a foreign country of choice and learn about the culture and people - eyes on a place for 2011

2. Save more; spend less so I can spend them on my holidays.

3. Seriously consider a clear career path..set a goal ; get promoted (which means I going to get serious....)

4. Learn cooking/baking - some sort of thing to do in the kitchen minus burning it down

5. Live healthy which means join the gym..No chocolate T.T..no Junk food!! (Occasional relapses are fine =P)

6. Take up a new interest and stick with it for the whole year.(Yet to be figured out)

7. Holiday on a island. (A must in all my yearly resolutions..I'm turning into a holiday junkie)

8. Read one book every month.

9. Don't stop believing that everything happens for a good reason and everyone (mostly everyone) are good in their own way. Not to lose the optimistic view on life and the choices are always black and white.

2010~~~~~*whoooosssshh!!

Another year just whooshed pass. I had a very good year if anything goes by my list of 2010 to-dos. I done most of the things that I listed in the begining of then fresh 2010. But somehow,with December approaching its end, I'm not expecting a big bang boom grand bow down to my 2010. 2010 brought beaming smiles, good memories in bundles, marked my quarter mile, me on lands of others, relative less bruise counts(i exceptionly proud of this) and shocking revelations. But somehow all these, collectively left me feeling void inside. What did I achieve to be proud of? 2010 was fun and rioty but  left me yearning for more. Ah! Nevertheless, I still haven't come up with my 2011 to do list...*thinking very hard* What is that I want to do in 2011? Something that I didn't do in 2010 or any other years. But is it...

Before everyone jumping into the wagon and suggesting that I get married or get a boyfriend, NO!I am not planning on that!!

Tick tock tick tock tick tock...time is running out on 2010 though...

One of Many stories of how I embarrass myself =))

Here's a little advice, when you get into the cab, hang up the phone and concentrate on where you are getting down. Don't blindly get down while on the phone, only to realise you are at the wrong place like 20 minutes later. And don't do it when you are supposedly meeting up someone for the first (No, I'm not going to use the term 'date', its not when you're hanging out foursomes =P)

That's exactly what happened to me. You don't want to meet up someone feeling embarrassed and dumb (not forgetting sweating like a pig). Talk about the first impression that I gave. I would wonder in how many ways can things go wrong and how I afford to embarrass myself in every given opportunity….

The Story of my Curly Wurly...

I cut my hair. I cut it so short that some say daringly too short. Lets just say I never have chopped off my curly wurly this short since I was 6. Why I did it?I don't exactly know why. But I had that feeling of uneasiness and was planning it the whole day. I even thought that I should have done it during lunch hours; a quick run to the saloon down my office(thank god I didnt!!!). I was mulling over my hair cut pratically the whole day. I even googled the best hairstyle for people with round, chubby face(which I assume I have) and curly hair (which I do have).

Getting off work, I was contemplating back and forth on the idea of having a hair cut hair(no suprise there because I actually did cut my hair).So I walked towards the Saloon. I was with two choices, Saloon A and Saloon C. Saloon A was not very satisfying, plus I didnt like my current hairstyle which I got from there. Saloon C, I avoided the first time because the receptionists had some weird hairstyle and colours which freaked me out. But, this time around, they had 3 receptionists with neat, stylishly & profesionally done hair.

So I stepped in and told them I needed a hair cut.
Lady Grey Eyes: A senior hair stylist will cost you RM70.* Shoots blank look*
Me : Ok.
Lady Grey Eyes: *Still shooting blank looks*
Me: Erm..70. ok? *politely looking at the other 2 stylishly made up dolls*
Lady Grey Eyes : Oh Ok..follow me
I followed her, pondering on the fact, do I look like someone that cannot afford a RM70 haircut.

So, I sat there for Ella, the senior hairstylist to come over. When she did, I told her what I want; some volume and layer and a right swept bang thats tuckable under my ears when I straighten it. I sounded like someone who actually knows what she wants which suprised me altogether that I stopped a moment and looked at her blankly. We had a bit of discussion before she went off chopping off another customer's tassel. Meanwhile, waiting for her, I had a very nice hairwash and scalp massage(I like!!).

Frankly speaking, my hair is very dull,shineless and in a sorry state of limp.  So, I'm quite self-consious when it comes to hairstylist touching and judging it. Ella come over, and decided on something she found in a magazine. Which I liked but I should have told her I wanted it with a way longer length.

So chop chop chop she did her work. She was suprised I never coloured my hair and liked my natural curly wurlys because they looked like something you can only get with saloon perms. 30 minutes later,  she was blow-drying my hair. I just went awesome!*twinkle in my eyes* (if only I had that hair everytime I got up in the morning) but gave me another hair wash so she can curl my hair up. (I mean WHY!!!)

She was finally done with my hair. My curly wurly is nicely placed. With extra self-conciousness, I went back home, thinking how can I skip the next day without venturing out.

Wondering on the  reaction on my new chic hairstyle.
This is was what I got(so far...) :
1) I hate it!
2) Its so short!
3) It's daringly short!
4) I'm not use to it!
5) You cut your hair?
5) Its ok.
6) I like it but u need to colour it!
7) Your christmas hair do.
8) Your Hair..

So hence, that's how this blog entry was born. the story of how I got chicky curly wurly cut that makes me look like a cute chipmunk (at least that's what I think) 

** I sincerely hope my parents will survive the heartattack that my new hairstyle might give them.

SPLASH! The Malaysian WipeOut...

I will remind myself not to laugh my head off next time I watch those Wipe Out episodes. Or imagine how more crazy & stupid those poor souls can be jumping from one wacky challenge to another for a sum of money. Just to be be humaliated  by end of the day by some smart mouthed commentator. Because I just did the Malaysian Version of Wipe Out..SPLASH!! for an all day pass in Farmosa Water Park, free food vouchers and the outcome is one comedic episode for the SPLASH production...Heck!They might even use the episode as one of the few to pitch to RTM to air the whole show!!=,="

Well, we did have fun; actually too much fun that my body is aching from that much of fun...I can't lift my left arm without experiencing some horrid muscle pain. And that's from a girl who did not even finish the 1st challenge, slipped off while standing on the starting block (I know!!Laugh Out Loud)...

Plus the weekend was detoured with a short trip to jonker Street the night before...And some mee kicap..yummy!!



Prema & Rajie waiting for their food




Me & Kavitha



Jonker street =P

SPLASH frens

**I don't have any pictures of the SPLASH event since I keep on forgetting that I own camera & I should be carrying it around if i want to take any pictures at all!! =P

Melboourne to mark the silver jubilee breathing on earth!!

So..I haven't been updating my blog for sometimes now that everything I wanted to write about has been pending. Blame on my laziness or I'm being swiped with so many stuff happening around me that I haven't got time to blog as frequent as before or both =P....

Finally, the mark of celebrating my 25th year on this earth!A trip to Melbourne(how ironic since we went on the Merdeka weekend!). My own trip paid with my own money that I earned by myself. Hehehe...obviously I'm proud of myself =P..who wouldnt be heh?

3 Idiots(as tagged by my friends) or 3 Stooges had so much fun in Melbourne. Each promised that whatever happened Melbourne stays there. We shared a lot and I learnt quite some bit about my friends and people by general there. So let the pictures talk then because words alone can't describe the experience & fun we had there.**hehehe..uploaded a number of pictures but this is just half the fun we had.

Sun rise in melbourne right before touchdown at the airport

Melbourne Parliment Building

Outside of Royal Exhibition Building(World Heritage)

Sky Deck 88..in the cube box

Italian restaurant in Hard Lane*i think tats the lanes name =P

before embarkin on Great Ocean Road

12 Apostles

Rainforest

One of the Look Out Points in Grampian Natianol Park

Wild Kangaroo

Waterfall at Grampian National Park

Wine Tasting

Phillip Island Chocolate factory

Walabi

Another Round of ATV...more drama and mud!!

A little excitement,prelude to the trip to the land down under. On 21st August 2010...All of us got ready for the latest adventure down the jungle trail..ATV trip to the Waterfall in Kemensah, behind Bukit Tabur. Yes, its been like 3 months since the last adventure.This time, it was just somewhere in KL, Ampang near the Zoo Negara but a ride through jungle trails and mud. Me being me, cannot help it if I don't encounter near accident incidents. Well, I didn't even realise I did anything close to almost overturning my ATV though the witnesses say another thing. But, I did almost run into the tree and got stuck on mud. And had my very famous story of running into the bush retold again to the guides. No wonder they had that cheeky smiles when I saw them =,=".

I was extra careful though this time around because I was forewarned to keep my arms and legs safe and sound. Not planning to fly off to Melbourne with any of my limbs cemented...hehehe...

The waterfall was awesome. It was so cold and chill. You wouldn't believe such place actually exist anywhere near the Concrete Jungle KL. 25 minutes break turned into almost an hour of fun in the water. We had some casualties though. Vick & Loges 'scandalous' act caught on camera. =P...Vick almost broke Jusrup's nose when she was asking his help.Eventually led to Dayan declaring Jusrup finally got her 'Punjabi Nose' fixed...the ride back to the base was tiring but sad because the trip is coming to an end.

Hunger and tiredness hit everyone once we cleaned ourself. Lunch turned out to be the biggest hungama. I think the restaurant owners would be praying we wouldn't be visiting them again anytime soon. =))

Black Monday is really a bummer!

Monday blackness?Scratching the head to figure out what black has to do with Monday when it suppose to Monday blueness. Because its a black Monday when everything goes wrong from 5am till I got into bed with 'OMG!I just survived another dumbest day in my life!'

5.00am - Got up. Bang! Forgot to take a right turn from my bed  to the door. So the cupboard decided to  greet with a  'Morning!No entry lady!'
5.30am - Very high priority P&C information blindly given to an almost stranger that didn't even want it. Morning Brain  Freeze Alert! After that, the only thing that was  running in my head was a death wish out of humiliation! Argggghhhhh....
9-11am - Yes thank you.Please do forget to inform me when anything is being changed. And I know how to use a chopstick which also means I know few chopstick words.Nice,I'm being critized for something that's not even my fault in a language I don't even speak!  How stupider can one feel in a course of 7 hours?
12-1pm - For god sake!Just when I wanted to have my lunch at my favourite stall and they are closed?And I walked like so far to see a closed stall?Where is the gun?
1-6pm  - I'm not bloody being paid to decrypt your English!Do I look like a grammar teacher? Should I speak in Martian maybe?
6-7pm  - KLCC;Guardians.
             Piria   : (choosing a shampoo)Lavender? Rosemary?...erm...Which one heh?Why  did I do that?must be losing my bloody mind?Fool!
             KID   : (staring at me with a weird look)
             Piria   : Eh? Choose faster!Hungry!Better get Lavender...dandruff...dandruff...EH?(realising kid looking.Whats your problem?stop staring at me like tat!Weirdo!)
             KID   : MOMMY!MOMMY!The aunty is talking to herself!!(while running to his highly costly polished mum!)
             Piria   : What the HELL!!(Stupid Brat!!...ducking for cover! Im the weirdo?)
 Unisonly, everyone nearby the shampoo aisle starts looking around. Yes!Exactly what I needed at the  moment. And I did not even get my shampoo!Berg!
8pm  - Home!ERK!No dinner just Maggie because Burger Uncle decided to close his stall too. Why am I not surprised?
Great!The tube light in the room died on me. And,my netbook chose the perfect time to give me panic attacks that might have led to heart attack if I hadn't realise any quicker that I switched off my wireless card

Thanks Jusrup!Spending an hour to hear my laments about my black Monday. And I still feel like killing myself! =P

possible to miss someone you don't even know.

Yes. Or apparently it is possible for me. And I am missing someone for no reason at all. Blame it on the feeling overdose I got for one day. Watching not one but two love stories in one day both unique in their own way and both affecting what I'm feeling now. (Errr...banging my head on my wall)...and listening to emotional melodic love songs whole night didn't help much other....uwahhh!Me finally might cross the border between being plain eccentric and plain crazy....=,="....

How it is possible?How it is possible?Erkah!Im crushing on someone that can be deemed inappropriate. T,T.

And I am pretty sure I don't want to sit around mopping over matter of hearts. Living like hanging on a string. I don't need a crush now. Or I want now...I don't know...So classic move :

memories of the flowers

I use to know this little girl who loves talking to the flowers. What she talks about? Hurm what she use to talk about?Heeee I can't remember! But safe to guess just about everything. Just sitting there hours(might have been shorter.Who keeps time when you don't even know how to tell one) long talking to the flowers. The flowers in return; patiently and tentatively (assuming here since the flowers got no other choice) listening to this little girl. Not a word uttered to ask her to be quite. Not a turn of head to dismiss this sometimes silly annoying little girl. She cracks up laughing or frowns as if the world troubles sit on her shoulder or just sits there staring at them. The flowers go "haaaaaah!finally she shuts up!What with that psychotic look?err she not planning to pluck us!!!" But she never did and never will in the coming years. Not even after she stopped talking to them, she just never forgot what they meant to her. They are a part of her childhood that's precious like diamonds are to some.

Her secret. Her little escapade. Her trust.

Those memories created one of the small romantic streaks in the her that is in danger of being lost as she grows older and each time her trust is broken. Weighting the possibilities losing them with her growing apprehension on relationships and people. Killing of the novelty she grew up with that just like the flowers in her childhood everyone is pure(not much help from the books planting seeds of blissful ignorance of the truth sometimes staring at her).

Yet even till now, I look at them, willing myself to talk, to share my stories just like from my childhood. But, things have changed. I'm not the unsullied little girl that holds the memories of the flowers anymore. I miss them, Yes I do(err that doesn't mean you'll soon find me talking to flowers at the roadside anytime soon). Those moments of absolute trust when I know they wouldn't snub me; wouldn't judge me; wouldn't hurt me.

A crime to be single at 25?

Is it a crime to be single at 25. So what's so bizzare about staying single yet not feeling lonely but relishing the company so many good souls called FRIENDS. And saying that with the biggest grin of satisfication plus a wink in the eyes *naughty mode*.

Do I have to frown for not having the 'significant' other? Or be worried not moving forward in the race(wait!what race again?? =,=") Instead of thinking of 5 years in future; let alone 30 years in the future,why the stare each time I say I prefer living for the moment? Fact check here!My brain does not bother to plan anyting for more than 3 months. So argueably I'm not even sure of my own stuffs..let say hmmmm....till end of the year 2010?

Yeah, vaguely I know what I want to do and what needs to be done but nothing is permanently fixed in my diary!Even I myself don't know what I'm doing or going to do at times; more like my brain goes into auto mode with me  screaming NO YOU NOT DOING THAT!(but still end up doing) OR OPPS I DID IT!(usually accompanied by evil grin) OR F**K IM DOING THIS!!(alert-a big frown setting-in).  So to expect me to actually do something at a certain point of time in my life just like the other girls is simply... ridiculous?

Basically, I totally get buzzed off each time someone talks about me & my next plan in life. In future(note to myself) I'm going hang a playcard that says 'No what's your future life plan discussion unless it involves you giving me money!' =P

Taman Negara; Back to the nature weekend.

Taman Negara, one of the national parks in Malaysia boasted as old as 130 million years. Apparently this part of the world was not affected by the ice age. One of the oldest and largest forest in Malaysia, 7 times the size of my state MELAKA!. So, it definitely a must when a friend of mine decided to organize a trip to Taman Negara for 3 days & 2 nights.

DAY 1

I was up even before the sun has risen or the LRT service at my place has started. Car pooled with Jusrup, Kast & Jaspal to Kinrara R&R, meeting point for the convoy to Taman Negara.  Lunch at a restaurant mamak in Jerantut,  before heading off to Kuala Tahan, Sungai Tembeling Resort

Met by Laili and the cool guides, Ijol (hunk) & Awang (hero). After settling down at our chalets (very basic- bed with a fan &common bathroom), we started off to our 1st activity- Caving in Gua Telinga. Everyone got drenched in the boat journey to Taman Negara.

 In the evening, we had some play time in  Sg tembeling. After dinner, we were brought to Taman Negara, again for Night Jungle Trekking. We were separated into 2 groups. Jusrup & me stuck ourself to Dhena because he had the biggest & brightest torchlight so it was a good idea keeping in mind my talent to slip plus Jusrup didnt bring along her headlight(Oh yah! I wasn't involved in any accident/incidents minus the salty oreos). Along the way we were shown many different night crawlers. We even had the chance to catch a glimpse of wild deers at the watch tower.

DAY 2

First thing in the morning, we jungle trekked and climb Bukit Teresek (380 meters above the sea level). I was freaking proud of myself, I don't really enjoy sweating up but it felt great trekking between the greens plus it had just rained the night before. Everything was so fresh. At one point, the mist hanged around the forest which was preety awesome. When you reach on top the hill, its worth all the sweats & pain. The view of Gunung Tahan &Tahan River flowing between the forest are unexpressable.

Next was Canopy Walk but it was a shame since half the hanging bridge is under renovation. After lunch, we took the boat ride; as promised by the guides, we were 120% wet  and had a great time splashing water at the other boats. We head off to the Batek Tribes village. The aborigines who still value their nomadic lifestyle. We saw first hand how fire was induced from rattan & meranti wood, experienced sumpit the Scooby doo and the walked around the village.

Before calling it a day, we were given some leisure time to swim in the river which was really fun & a new experience. Then the race between our two boats were resumed. Our guides were a cool duo who were hilarious as hell. I'm seriously going to miss their antics.

In the evening after another round of goofing in the river & we had the night for fun leisure time to ourself. Ijol stopped by later in the night and shared some stories with us to the wee of night.

DAY 3

Its time to leave the green haven that has become so close to my heart in just 2 days. I will come back again to experience the other activities that is impossible to fit in our itinenary this time around and who knows may be to climb Gunung Tahan(I wish=P).

On the way back, we decided to stop by Kuala Gandah Elephant Sanctuary & Deerland. Followed by Briyani at Raub's famous Ratha Kepala Kari Ikan Restaurant. Then we shot back to the concrete jungle KL. This time its not the usual aching body or tired limbs(Guess all the walking & climbing stairs to my 9th storey apartment finally payed off) but more of aching heart leaving such a lovely place & bunch of people.

*some of the picturesque images are courtesy of Dhenagaran who seems to have a knack for taking pictures as well as feeding ppl extremely salty oreos & crackers.

Bachelorette Parrttaaayy!

Jessvin Bachelorette Party!First thing on my mind- What should I wear tonight???Gosh!I promised myself no shopping for another month!!NOW everything in my cupboard is wooornn...ermm...well that was an understatement...Half of the stuffs in there what resulted the self promise no more shopping!Stop...inhale breathout...yikes!I got so many impulse purchases that I never got around wearing. Nothing too sexy or inappropriate to office and everything sexy or appropriate to paaarrtaaay!Just add on a cardigan everything becomes so appropriate.Whoever invented cardigans, god bless them!

I  was seriously in no mood to work. Holiday mood already set in. Plus, its been some time since I let my hair down and relaxed with the girls. So waiting 8 hours was quite an itch on my bum=P.

Karen & Jusrup, picked me up from Avenue K before heading of to our dinner at Basil Leaf in Jalan Damai. After some drama with Google map, losing our way we finally reached the restaurant. It was really a well designed deco-ed palace. Pleasant atmosphere and dining at the patio was fun.Got the chance to meet some of Jessvin & Karen's colleagues. Awesome girls!The right crowd for a lovely girly night out. The food didn't do justice to the place actually. It was average and kind of over priced for your normal thai & vietnamese fair. We exchanged gifts as part of the plan. Got a lovely earing from Jesssvin which I wore the rest of the night. Hope Farah likes the gift she got(BodyShop merchandise). Most of the dinner was consumed with our noisy batters and heartily laughs; cam-whoring to the max. I think I'm partially blinded by all the flashes.Hehehehe...girls will always be girls wherever we are!Hard coded in our DNA I guess.

Time to get our booties shaking. So Envie Changkat here we come. Alas, Jusrup's car had other plans of its own, breaking down at the car park. Almost an hour plus, we were there, asking every possible passer-by if they have a battery  jump-starter. Basil Leaf manager was really kind, helping us out. Will definitely go there again just for the hospitality.  Finally we got her car started.Actually her cousin did.But problem solved!=P..Again Envie here we come!

Envie...Liked the deco sans the music & DJ. Wasn't the best music spin-ed I would say.(why was there a Justin Bieber song???*_*) Still we freaked out the dance floor. Busting the moves, Grooving to the music. Jessvin got treated free drinks twice. Talk about bride's luck. Hehehe..the last one was flaming something..Can't recall the name, a treat by some guys was cool. Control macho till she was out the place before going 'Its Hot!Burning!'hahahaha...

(Will Upload the pictures later.Very typical of me leaving my tumbdrive at Karen's hse...after coming back from Taman Negara)

Happy Hours =P - Work Hard and Play Hard

Well, I can consider myself lucky since this the first time such activity being organized by the company. And I have just joined them 3 months ago; technically I'm still under probation but still everyone was invited for Happy Hours with 'big family' last night. It was  a real 'HAPPY HOUR' at a place called Overtime Lifestyrle Center which is actually a cafe cum pub with life-band thing going on. Would you have guessed from the name that it was a pub? I was thinking maybe some nice quite place with good food. Boy was I in for a shocker! The moment I stepped into the place, everyone was trying to push a beer into my hand and going YAM SENG!Cheers!...errr...I can only go 'I don't drink beer?' with a blank face. The statement returned with an equal blank face and 'What are you talking about?Get one and CHEERSS!!'. Thank god, I had Wani & Kanchanah later joined by Putra, Hafiz & Anuar so all of us ended up having Coke on the Rocks=P. Later, unsatisfied we are not having beers, someone insisted handing us(Kanchanah and me only) a glass of beer. So it happens, all night long we had the same glass cheering with everyone and pouring them to another colleague's glass when noone's looking. Couldn't escape the vodka though! Anyway, it was fun especially because I got to talk to many of my colleague who at normal hours are too busy even to look up from their monitors. Jolly good fun actually!

Ignorance is bliss till curiosity gets the better of it...

The ability to be ignorant to everything unpleasant is a talent itself. By ignoring the part of life that brings unpleasant emotions and memories, one tend to look at life more optimisticly and live life  to love it without  complaining. I'm not talking about blind ignorance where you shut your eyes to the harsh realities in front of you or the vain ignorance that  brings more harm than good. But, the ignorance to emotions and experiences that you can live without if it brings happiness and peace of mind. And to be ignorant not an easy task itself. You are voluntarily choosing the path to turn your back to a chapter of memories and emotions. There is difference between forgetting and purposely ignoring something. One happens naturally and the latter happens only if you autotune your brain to achieve it. Just because you ignore it doesn't mean it doesn't exist or you care about it any lesser. You just happen to shield it away from you. To start ignoring is simple. Building the first barricades of ignorance is so easy that sometimes its annoying  to know something that meant so much can be set aside so effortlessly. The difficult part is to keep ignoring till it molds into your subconcious and naturally you forget about it. You can always easily turn your head the other side. But how long can you keep turning until curiosity catches up with you? The 'Just one glimpse...' notion nagging in your brain. Pull down the barricades and have look. That's when the blissfull ignorance you have been enjoying cracks. And you are forced to look at the unpleasants again. Even if its just a glimpse, all of sudden everything becomes real again. You find yourself starting from the scratch to ignore. Why am I writting about it? Last night I saw something that I chose to ignore. I should have kept on ignoring because I was  getting to the point of forgetting. Because of curiosity, I took a glimpse which brought back a flood of  ignored pain and anger. Mind you, it is the pain and anger of the knowledge I held rather than pain and anger toward the one who inflicted it. Neither am I, an ignorant fool nor a hypocrite who choose to be ignorant  only when it suits me. I ignore when I know its hopeless and worthless to dwelt on it. The emotions and the memories or in certain situations the person him/herself. If curiosity is my second nature. So is my laid back no nonsense attitude. Which is why ignorance comes easy for me. Till my curiosity gets the better of it!

I Just Haven't Met You Yet....

Last night, I heard this song in Ayu's car.  Somehow it caught my interest. Fell  hopelessly in love with it. The words have a ring of truth to it. Something to it , I just...hmmmm ..can't find the words to describe them. Let's say I dedicate it to all the lovely singles out there...there are someone for everyone its just that I just Haven't Met You Yet!Till then enjoy life...Love it like a blind fool because everyday is something wonderful.

Its all about Food today!

Thursday, the day started with topic of F.O.O.D. Thanks to Tina (my colleague from N2N) who managed to ignite my hunger pangs even after my twiggies-breakfast guilt. She shares passion for good edible food just like me. Sample extracts of our conversations that makes me hungry even now.

So did I get the Nasi Lemak from East Sentul? Obviously! I keep my words especially the one made to myself and anything involving food. I even asked Dashny to join my stomach's journey to satisfaction and  blissful ignorance(Okay! I'm officially on diet next week!God promise!=P). Should have thrown in a slice of Secret Recipe cake for the birthday girls!Waistline please hang in there. Don't die on me yet!We still have Saisaki buffet lunch tomorrow!

That particular song...

There's a famous song that I should logically enjoy listening to. For some bizarre reason, every time the song plays anywhere, anytime, my mind conjures image of someone. Obviously someone whose image I rather not conjure at all, anywhere and anytime. But, how do I stop it? My maniac brain still associates the freaking song to this particular someone. Every time the image conjured, I end up imagining million different ways of destroying the image. For example, a ninja slashing it to shreds(sometimes the image runs  away with  just spongebob squarepants boxers) or a dragon breathing fire (smoked black with sparkling teeth) or shark biting the image right on the butt, feeding it 2 piranhas (yummy yummy), not enough add in some superheroes, latest being Ironman or the Powepuff girls, maybe something classic Thunderbirds?Too much cartoon for a 25 year old? Got any better idea? How about some gore & bloodsheds. Freddy Kueger may be? Sometimes, the end result is so freaking funny, I end up grinning that more than once someone  had asked me 'what's wrong?' with a weird expression. Could have come to the conculsion, I might be crazy. Another question to ponder, why what's wrong, why what's not wrong about me smilling? Smiling too is wrong? Hah!whose crazy now?=P

How is it possible that one of your most liked thing can be directly associated to your least liked thing. Brain sometimes you are so unfair!

Dinner in Holiday Villa & Skytrex in Shah Alam

I haven't been back to Melaka, now for 2 weeks straight. Not a record breaking feat but it's toilling on my dirty pile of laundry. Another week I can compete with the Mount Tahan in Pahang.(Everest means I drama too much). Enough of my laundry that I hope will be taken care by end of next week!Its high up in my To-do list now. Minus the alarming height in my room, last weekend has been an weekend to be joyed for and going green.

Saturday 8am, I should have been on my uncle's couch in Subang instead I was still on bed in PJ. Late!Rushing, I threw everything reachable into my bag (as usual I forgot my toothbrush!) and took the LRT to Kelana Jaya. Boarded the bus to Sunway Pyramid(Between I boarded the same bus twice since I missed Sunway stop and the bus took another route to Kelana Jaya.How me!) and a cab to Court 10, USJ, my uncle's place. I was supposed to attend Janet's wedding in Kajang before proceeding to her wedding bash in Subang's Holiday Villa. But, a small change of plan, I missed her wedding and I only got to attend the dinner in Holiday Villa. Boy, was it grand!The decoration was lovely, the crowd was beautiful and per table costs jaw dropping RM900. Almost RM40000 for food only!!How much was the ballroom? The decoration? The photographer? Making my head spin here! Anyway Janet looked so beautiful. I mean really a beautiful and shy bride. The only thing she uttered for her bride speech was "Thank you all for coming". Enough to bring the whole hall down with laughters. Her cute first dance with her husband. The funny stories their families shared. Everything was in place for an almost perfect dinner. And not forgetting the noisy bunch from NGA. Gosh I missed them! For the record I was the only indian not in saree while all the non-indians were!hehehe...Sexy tummy bearing Recco, Charis and Poh Yee, you guys rocked in sarees! The food was great espcially the ladoos. Once back home, I ended up gossiping till the wee hours of the morning with my aunt Thevaki-ma. Catching up old stories and new ones as well.

Morning. With heavy lids, my uncle drove me to Karen's house. Being the ultra punctual people, we ended up loitering in Roop's car waiting for others in Sunway Pyramid bus stop. Once the usual and non-usual suspects arrived we made our way to Taman Pertanian Shah Alam. Roops did her F1 stunts without actually knowing the way. We had to resolve to madly hand-gesturing her the way from back. Prema almost killed a motorist and would have created massive jam with a potential accident on her hand. And her only reply 'When?No I didnt?!'.One important note to everyone..If I am your GPS device, gosh you fell for the best marketing ploy ever in the century. Except for the great packaging, I'm a disgrace to the word D.I.R.E.C.T.I.O.N. So stop asking me the way even if I have been there like a 100 times!! There's a reason why I don't drive.Got it?

It was such a clear lovely Sunday for some activities on top the trees. We geared up, given safety briefing and a short tryout stint at 3 meter height. The wobbly horizontal ladder walk was scary! Miss Prema screamed her lung out doing the flying fox. At the 3 meters height?Then we were brought to the real deal. Only one could climb the scarily wobbly vertical ladder hanging at the height of 17m at a time. So the lot of us were camwhoring waiting for our turn. The only thing going through my head climbing the ladder was"Just get your butt on the platform!Not Planning to fall 10 m down on my butt!Move it!" Finally on the platform, we went through the obstacles. My personal favourite was Flying Fox!! The worst was the zig-zag ladder. Swinging bars(Hema got herself hurt here) ,netwalk, ropewalk was cool. I chickened out though in the middle. I had no strength left to do the Tarzan obstacle. Sorry dude!I rather fox fly myself to the next platform then see my imprint on the tree bark. The activity actually made my fear of height somehow lesser.

By the time all of us were done, the clouds got darker. Thank god we picked the morning slot.All of us enjoyed some cone ice-cream before heading off for late lunch in SS15 Subang when it rained. That marked the end yet another adventure. and beginning of another episode of body aches. I wonder if I'm up to do the Extreme package...22m vertical ladder hike..hmmm..

Hunggama in Melaka!

Who would have thought, I would be able to create such an hunggama in Melaka with a phone call from Subang!(Something I expected though...hehehe...but I thought my parents would be immune to the bombs that I throw towards their direction by now!)Hungama for sure when I broke the news that I 'll be going to Melbourne, Ausie for holidays end of August later this year.

Myself : Appa, I'm going Ausie..Melbourne in August...

Appa : What? Melbourne? Office sending you? why?

Myself : Not officela..I'm going for holidaysla..1 week..bought ticket dy...AirAsia promotion(promoting AirAsia okey=P)...Auguuu...

Appa : (cutting me...) What holidays? why? Wait!...Are you kidding? I'm looking groom here for you here..you nicely going around holidaying...

Myself : What? what's that got to do with me going holidays?...I bought tickets, pa...

Appa : You should been born as a boy instead of a girl..going around so much...even the boys are staying at home...you..you..I don't know (my mum in the background going what?what? what she saying? why she must keep on giving us headaches????....your daughter la!...blablabla...she doesnt even know what the conversation was about=P.)

Myself: (Amused by now)..Pa..come on..I mean like its not like I'm migratting..H.O.L.I.D.A.Y.S...I wanna see places...things & people...aiyah you know all that...

Appa : Yes..yes..do whatever you want...you will anyway...we'll talk about it later when you're home...

Hahahaha...will you get mad or amused with the situation now? I was amused actually...I know my parents are worried since I'm a girl. Don't ask why?Its how indian parents with daughter will act. For a pair of indian parents, they are quite cool with everything I do(or they know that talking me out of something is beyond anyone's capability).And I know how much trust they have in me and how much they love me, especially my dad. But the question is, how going to Melbourne and a groom has any connection at all. Left me in bewilderment. How you put them in the same category at all...even next to each other. In a way it damn funny.(I pissed my mum off  when she called me back because of laughing at it. So I shall address the issue with little maturity I capable of.) Obviously, I'm going to end up with someone that will understand me and accept me the way I  am. Someone who needs  to know there are somethings in my life that I won't change,some principles, my  life's goal and the way I live it won't change. Why wouldn't I? By God, I'm not going to change for anyone. I didn't change for 25 years for anyone. I doubt I will in the next 25 years...Why do I need RM30-40 thousand to go some place. Why should I wait till I'm older,married and with kids to go somewhere. At that time, everything will be different. The same things that I do now will be so different then.

One thing for sure..I'm going Melbourne....=)...with my parents especially my dad blessing..kononla=P

(P/S : Gotta get my passport though..)

Twit...Twit...Twitter!

I vowed to myself I'm not joining anymore social networking sites...I already have handful of them that I haven't logged in for a year or more. Better be proclaimed as R.I.P in peace; joining social networking profile graveyard.  All the hype about Twitter being the latest internet frenzy...Trendy micro blogging. I have known people who tweet but another status updating site...arghh I wasn't prepared for it!I got no time!Blablablabla...How different can it be from facebooking? Okay after all the mental drama, curiosity still got the better of me today (after resisting for a year plus), I finally signed up for  a Twitter account. Curiosity is going to be the death of me, I say. Mind you, you talking to a girl who sprayed fire extinguisher at a group of unsuspecting customer at a restaurant. Just so she knows how it works. Maybe that's the reason behind my choice of JOB as well. Tester!I breakdown and investigate how a product works, in the process gaining the wrath of the developers for ruining their 'perfect' baby. Even though, in actual sense we are all in the same team. Lets talk about my grudge bearing job another time and focus on tweeting. Right, I have successfully created an account. The next step is? Finding friends to follow and and gain followers and and and....I'm left bewildered...Nightmare!All over again!every time you join a new social site, the biggest problem is to find friends. The battle has begin to collect followers and to follow others. The toughest task in creating a profile. No one wants to end up looking like a loser without followers aka friends. Well at least I will know what Tweeter has for me, I wouldn't be death of my curiosity. One minute...why is that I  am getting Overcapacity tweets every time I 'm trying to update my profile...that many  Twitters around? Oh yah...if you have an account graciously I'm inviting you to add me PiriaTharshini
So lets get started!

Ladies Night Out...DAte Night...

Seems like its been ages since I met Karen. I think the last time was last week Friday which is considered relative eons ago!You are  my girlfriend of every freaking colour I can find in the hues. Roops you were sorely missed at tonights outing. Screw HSBC extra hours every time we plan ad-hoc meet-ups like this. And thanks to everyone, I piling on the weights faster than you can say 'FAT'.How wouldn't I , with all the lunches and dinners I have been pigging out without remorse. Guess my forbidden love for food cannot be separated for very long...Yummy yummy look at my tummy! 

Back to our ladies night out (More than two, plural is allowed though two girls isn't your typical ladies night out). Out of sudden,passing by Shushi King, we were craving for sushi. so we ended up at their doorstep. Advice to restaurant managers, don't mess with two hungry girls especially if you ask us to wait with empty tables and 20 imaginary customers queuing up in front and behind us. How difficult is it to get a table at an uncrowded place Thank the shushis that made us wait, though you got the better end of our sarcasms. And thank god the shushis didn't come from the kitchen. Or else I guess we would be eating something adorned with special ingredients. Olalala!delicious sushi..colourful yummy shushi...so many choices alas I have to have my chopstick flying around. Sometimes it seems being a Klutz is in my DNA makeshift.

A&W for lunch. Full meal with a ROOTBEER float

Sushi KING

If it wasn't for the lack of  variety & time, We could have gone on and on

  Feeding Frenzy?Karen more like Shushi King Promoter

 Should I? Shouldn't I?, I shouldn't have bothered. Karen being no help

After dinner, we loitered around GSC for the halls to open. Quarter way into the movie, someone released 'petai' smelling for everyone to enjoy. Thanks, its always great pleasure to know someone had 'petai' for dinner and shared the news with everyone silently but efficiently. The movie, 'Date Night' left me in tears; laughing so hard. Hilarious moments. Not your average slapstick humours that has been plaguing most rom-com flicks leaving bad taste. How do they keep straight faces saying those lines!!! Eg

Steve Carrel(to the mob boss): You Zip your vagina!

Tina Fey : When he said vagina, he meant your face...

hahahahahaha....Omg I had a good laugh today!