Archive for March, 2006

Getting MyKad and loving the land I spilt my blood on.

After Mom nagged me for the umpteenth time, I decided to go settle my problem that was MyKad. The boyfriend was to accompany me for the trip to the underbelly of the civil service. Initially, I wanted him to wake up at 6.30am but all I got was a “curt” response, so to speak. So [...]

Friday, March 31st, 2006

I’m in LIME magazine!

I’m spotted in LIME magainze! This is way too cool!!!11oneoneone

LIME, p. 31, April 2006
p/s: Thanks chengsim for the tip off.

Wednesday, March 29th, 2006

Of maturity and travelling style.

I used to be told that I had an old soul. Apparently I was mature beyond my age and all that jazz. Could be dirty old men’s trick to get into my crisp white sloggi’s but there were women who said that too so….
Thing is, you can’t help but grow up when you felt that [...]

Tuesday, March 28th, 2006

Pigtails and being a little six year old again.

I’m barely 22, but the intensity of growing up has never been stronger than now. Sometimes I feel a desperate urge to hold onto my parents. It’s ironic because 5 years ago I would have done anything to live elsewhere but today I actually enjoy staying home and being fussed over by Mom.
I was [...]

Monday, March 20th, 2006

I had my first medical check-up.

On Saturday I went for a medical checkup. The company I’m planning to work for is pretty anal about not paying for my impending cancer, regardless of body parts. My Dad dropped me off at the clinic, which was located in a dodgy area of downtown KL.
The clinic itself was a house of labyrinth, [...]

Sunday, March 19th, 2006

Laundry Bar Launch.

Remember when I mistook a bar for a laundry? The good folks from the bar decided to invite me to their launching to convince me that it is indeed a bar. And so I went…
Arrived at The Curve a tad early hoping to catch some dinner before hopping over to Laundry Bar but as I [...]

Saturday, March 18th, 2006

When bars are given stupid names.

I’m not surprised that people call me a bimbo. The boyfriend calls me a bimbo. I personally don’t think I am *shrugs* but there are instances where I ultimately betray myself. One of such instances happened last night.
I was walking towards the gym with my gym partner. We had to walk around this huge corner [...]

Thursday, March 9th, 2006