I type

So i've been doing the locomotion by feasting on anything that runs, jump, and swim, and hence the food poisoning i caught the first few days of touchdown. Ouch!

but of course that didnt stop me from riding the locomotion....

Apart from exchanging hugs and kisses with family and friends,

i've also been a slave to the Malaysian sun, like how one would enter into a sauna, bake for hours, and come out lookin like a semi-nude Laker's fan who'd just seen Kobe miss the shot of the season.....

for me, its like being clad head to toe in my imaginary Prada eskimo jumpsuit under the Malaysian sun and seeing my most hated enemy taking away my favourite macha ice cream from my bare hands.

cry cry

nonetheless....spending time with the loved ones scores over my stolen macha ice cream anytime...

what more to see my man at work

or to see us looking so damn fineee

=)

I should bitchslap myself...

left, right, up, down for being the only girl on the plane (well, i reckon) who had to pay a week's rent for an unbelievably unnecessary unforgivable expense

yes, a sin indeed.

I magically stuffed a tad bit too much stuff into my already fat arse luggage and wonderfully turned them into 20 kg of excess baggage..! yay!...

1kg=AU$20

20kg= you do the math......

yes.....*bitchslap bitchslap* *plastic swipe* *kkaaa--chingg!!*

*faints*

Upon touch down,

TheMotherPong: No excess baggage meh? the 1st luggage itself is almost as heavy as you ok.....

Me: OH.....no larrr..........got larrr.......not that much lar.....AU$120 oni....6 kilos excess

TheMotherPong: *laughed*.....you arrrr.......

Me:....hehehehehehehehehehehehehe..............its the sewing machine ma...its heavy okkkkkk.....i think that itself is 6 kilos already...it must be the sewing machine........

TheMotherPong: *laughed*....yea ler yea ler......

Me: *bitchslap bitchslap*

PS: The humidity is back........

We Quacked our farewells

So apparently this place in Chinatown does some kick ass '8 Treasured Duck'.....

The quack that does not look like treasure at all

and so the bunch went there for some feasting on ducks and oink bellies to fullfill our fat cravings......

despite having to pre-order 3 Quacks 2 days in advance, cos it does take that long to cook and all...

the quack did not impress.....

though the oink fat did some pretty good justice...shooting my cholesterol level by a mile.....and making my lips looked like it was beautifully slabbed with a 100ml of Lancome Juicy Tubes lip gloss, colour no. 76989 Soy Sauce and Cinnamon flavour. sexxxxaaaayyyyyy

Girls who feast

very misleading heights

Sammie the guitar player

anywaysssss...my packing status is horrendous, our place literally looks like a tornado strucked site with some funky Thai-Malaysian cooking aroma still lingering in the air ( hah! ..apologies to lysh and singz). NOT VERY GOOD.

Im pulling eyebrows and hand-fur thinking what to keep in Adelaide, Send off to Sydney, and bring to KL.....

anyway, to recover from pack-stress, we're rewarding ourselves with some Lobster Sashimi......like in 15 mins time...ooorrrggaaaasssssmmmmm

ok bye!!!

*edit

Having eaten lobster sashimi for a couple of times now, this one really pulled the trigger...

Our 3.5 kilos of awesomeness

I felt like i died in my chair for a good 18 seconds, said my thank you's to the almighty, regained consciousness, and went back to zap a couple more pieces of awesomeness. i was in heavenly bliss.

I think i'm ready to R.I.P.

I could live on this forever.............=)

i want more, i need more....

Right after i regain consciousness, hence the DDOOHHH look

Gonna miss all the kimchijigae and Bulgogi escapades baby...

au revoir baby girl....

I'm a bird and a shark's fren

im finally finally finally breathing some air......thank the goodness gracious glorious kebocious

late night assignments when the crib became cyber cafe

Although i was THIS close to changing my flight dates due to unforeseen circumstances....circumstances that none would wana be in.....but because i'm a bird and a shark's fren......im flying off as planned.....=>

I decided to forego paintball session with the rest tomorrow cos of commitment issues towards packing..

i might take foreva to pack....no. correction.

i will take foreva to pack...and thus the non-paint escapade...boo....=(

so this few days will be for me and myNomadPartner to tear the house down, scrub floors, vacuum, clean tubs, sanitize ceilings and transform our current city nest into a magical castle so that the next Mr & Mrs Ikojiwa will fall in love with the place, take over the lease and live happily ever after just like how we did...

but of course we're not gonna do that, we decided upon hiring Mr. AliBaba, the currently-imaginary-but-soon-to-be-real-life professional cleaner to work his wonders and transform mayhem to maryland....

ok, packing time....

New Stiletto Joolz up soon!......hopefully....

 Sharky ain't coming along

 Stiletto's Stats

Brain Status : DEAD

Eye bag stats: VERY DEAD

Home Stats: HAVOC

Wardrobe Stats: MAYHEM

Sleeping Stats: N/A

Moving-out Stats: Due in 6 days

Bank Stats: SUFFERING HUGE DOWNFALL

Eating Stats: N/A

This week for me was one of the worse ones ive suffered, literally dead in the brain. I'd usually handle stress in a snap of the fingertips, but this one bazooka-ed me straight to the head, leaving me with nothing more than a thin line of string to play hangman with.

Only 2 more days....2 more days before i jet off to never never land....

the girl needs a break big time.

make me survive this one....

i will hang on to the last branch..till i find a place where i belong......

let me hang on to this bling tree...and ill forever say grace

You know its your post...

Happy Birthday Liss...

u know better than for me to write a post tellin u how much i freaking luv u

but our conversation today was SO NECESSARILY BIMBOTIC i felt disgusted by myself...hahahaha...

oh how i missed those times when bimbo was pongster coolio

and err...about the feedback...ull get it when im bacckkk.....hahahah.....

and yess...your pressie will come home with me...the whole baggage

happy 18th baby sistaaaa

hope you had fun with those 3 black figurines....hah!

Bangkok awaits us....pheewwwiiiiittt

muah muah muah!!!!!

You know its bad News when...  

your dongo boy turns to X and you know that X will be taking up A LOT of his time,

and when he says he's not X-ing when in actual fact he's doing some full on X-ing with his other

X-ing buddies while they go on cloud 9 talking about X-ing stuff and thinking about X-ing plans

and how better to increase their X-ing abilities all simultaenously in the most X-ish of X-ing manner possible....

yes Mr. Abu...i IS talking about you....dun start your bubugagas....cos tak laku kat sini.....hoho

and i'd so rather you indulge in your favo ebay shopping than you do ur X-ing.....

'and yes i do miss those lazy afternoons when we talk about Man. U, draw ugly lookin figurines, laugh at stupid photos, and indulge in some good ol online shoppin...'

i wuv u

i miss you

The After Effects

Right about now...im pretty much lost...

 they say that Czech is a pretty nice place to visit during this time of the year

and i think im there, just about near the borders of Slovakia and the republic

working on my assignment, drinking goat's milk and checkin out some hot Czech boys

but then again...im not quite certain..

cos i still love my China boy and am currently sipping on hot tea to stay wide awake for the next assignment

But then again, im pretty sure thats me sitting by the window holding that glass of milk

Stress=hallucination=Stress

Happy Birthday MarkyBoy

Thanx for always giving us the side seats

Thanx for always eating our leftovers

Thanx for helping us keep our deep dark secrets from ma

Thanx for being our shopping P.I.C

Thanx for always temaning me makan maggi mee for supper

Thanx for always updating me with cool rock tunes when im listening to too much Bjork

Thanx for being the blur one in the house, so that u make me seem less blur

Thanx for screaming when u see a lizard...

(i know you do that just so that i know..not cos ur actually scared of it)

Just cos now ur 16 and all, have the voice of Mr. Frankenstein, and drive around in ur mini benz (haha)

you'll always be my baby bro, my ultraman

I love you monkeyyy!!!....