Jan 23

 

Bites

 

Now who’d ever think that performing ECG for demonstration using yourself as a model could leave such obvious markings?

Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt AT ALL. For physical impressions sake, thank goodness all ECG leads are performed in the middle intercostal spaces of the ribs (spacing between rib bones) or else people will be branding them all over their clavicles.. like I did.

It wasn’t fun too, getting all those weird stares that seem to shout “AIYOH THIS WOMAN GOT LOVEBITE BUT NEVER COVER UP!”

Note to self, don’t give myself machine made lovebites again.

Jan 21
Truly I feel for all female kin who have to go through life in ways similar as I.

Call it high maintenance, I personally call it keeping myself ALIVE AND WELL

Take for instance,

Scenario 1
I was finishing off in the closet trying to get myself a pretty and INCREDIBLY affordable black dress. Unfortunately the lining of the undergarment was making a loud presence beneath the sheer sheen fabric so I was really contemplating on getting the dress all together. I looked at my friend and asked him if the dress would be all it’s worth on me (and I appreciate the forwardness in some men).

He nodded in respect and encouragingly said ‘You got it; flaunt it’

We both decided that it would have been best that I purchase a suitable undergarments before I make the little black dress mine.

So I asked the people who knew best. Undergarment promoters. She picked out a tan one when I said I would like to have a body hugging pair.

All I heard was ‘This one from bla bla, made from bla bla, from bla bla’, as I was gaping at paying RM30++ for a single pair of underwear.

Willing to painfully part with the money, I looked at her in the eye and asked her ‘So…this is going to make the lining invisible?’

“Oh that? No no. That’s JUST body hugging. What you’re looking for is a body hugging SEAMLESS pair.” She then scuttles away, and comes back with a pair tagged with an RM60 price tag.

My male company giggles at and mercilessly pokes the idea that he could buyin my arms and ranted about how much I have to pay just to look good just around the ass. Dammit. a dozen underwears when I can only get a pair. Insecure and feeling that undergarment companies are becoming professional ripoffs, I clutch the purchase like a pot of gold

Scenario 2

Just as I was getting incredibly comfortable with the ever socially homogeneous idea of the 3-step skin care system. Some people in the beauty industry just HAD TO take that a few notches up. Bye bye 3 step. Hello 7 steps!. All in the name of avoiding crows feet before it’s actually your time to have them. A friggin serum, weekly mask, a whitening formula and sunscreen! Geez

Scenario 3
Every month, I have to pay JUST TO BLEED. Nuff said.

AND THAT’S WHY…

Minishorts and I have started up something of our own to cater to a woman’s needs, the practical way :)

Go see what makes us stay so Youthful even in our own such trying metropolitan lifestyles :)

Bookmark Practical Charm!

Jan 19

As Melissa got into my car, I noticed that THING sitting on my dashboard.

I got defensive. “That’s not mine. It belongs to my mom.”

 She picked it up. Flipped it from end to end. “I don’t do these either.”

Heh. I think It’s overrated. I would never buy and collect such things. Look at how corny it can get.”

Wilde for you…The Best Man in Texas

 We release giggles.

I respond with a theory. “I think that sometimes women read these things because they lack the romance in their lives.”

I remember I had time to kill in a rent-a-book store more than a decade ago. Overcome by laziness to move and after overfeeding my brain in the Teenage fiction section. I stretched out a bit to reach for a book.

…The kind that my mother aunts and older female cousins seems so immersed with…

The book just unravelled itself with pages marked by folded edges pointing inwards to the text. This must be the highlight of the book.

 “…He then undid her shirt and XXX her XXX. She XXX his XXX.”

Spare the eyes which have not even undergone puberty transitions.

My fragile little 10 year old mind was in dysfunctional clockworks. I thought romance was supposed to be walk in the parks, chocolates and flowers, break ups and make ups, and sweet kisses goodnight!

In disbelief, I picked up another book. And another. And another. The same markings on the top corners of the page. Bloody hell. Must have been one hell of a woman with urges. All the same check in and check out date.

Now that I think of it, I think some women are just addicted to the juicy sections of it. It maybe immersive literature, but not literature where I’d like to open up for discussion with friends or a book club.

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Mommies with books like these with underaged children, please don’t  leave your books lying around the house like that. Especially if your kid likes to read.

Jan 10

I recalled how much I do miss the enjoyment of watching costumed men and women take fictional characters in to the taste and enjoyment of a meal.  Until….’Pure Serendipidity’ is how I would put a tag for stumbling upon this restaurant.

 

Ashley and I were spending a little sister time together when ‘Wizard’s World’ neon lights and quirkyly dressed staff tempted us to come over. It’s impossible to miss this place on the 6th floor with it’s bright Disney like fonts beaming invitingly to go ahead for a go.

 

 

Vampires, serial killers and Gorillas helped us with the seating and as you get lead to your dungeon medeival styled tables, there is a main an actual 4D Haunted Adventure theatre at the back of the restaurant, Old lamps, a wall filled to the brim with Ghoulish masks, a ceiling that looks like it’s caught chicken pox and I absolutely loved the bubbling chemical jars.

The Haunted Adventure!
Painted Murals, dungeon tables!

This brings out the mad scientist in me

And the menu leaves you spoilt for choice. They’ve got Pizzas named after Star signs so you can go according to Horoscopes if you’re feeling superstitious. Cocktail juices with spell binding names. Everything is just so dramatic!

Menu

I opted for a glass called ‘Gorgeous Spell’ A fusion of strawberry and something else which tasted like a tropical punch, and a ‘Carbonara Labryinth’ Ash decided to be less adventurous with a Hot Chocolate and a Turkey Pineapple Cheese Toastie

Gorgeous Spell

Carbonara Labryinth

tURKEY

I must admit that I was afraid that being a food glutton that I was, I’d find myself too picky for the possibility of ‘what if it doesn’t taste good?’ BUT THE FOOD is surprisingly PRETTY GOOD. We did lick our platters clean.

 

AND WHILE YOU EAT THERE IS ENTERTAINMENT PROVIDED! THE CAPTAIN CAME TO OUR TABLE AND PERFORMED MAGIC TRICKS FOR US AS WE WAITED FOR OUR FOOD AND BEFORE WE FINISHED OFF OUR FOOD! I’d give the service a big thumbs up too!For a place that has only been open for two weeks! Both Ash and I agreed, the meal really made our day. Now that is good, fun dining

Whoever reads this has GOT TO MAKE THE TIME AND EFFORT TO GO VISIT THIS PLACE

To enter the Haunted House without dining costs RM16 with a complimentary drink RM10 with dining without a complimentary drink.

Jan 10

It’s not everyday that i pick up my keys at 8:30pm to drive down to the nearest Tesco to satisfy my dad’s sudden craving for home made wan tan noodles.
It’s not everyday that even the road to Tesco is jammed up that I am forced to park in a dark place andtake a 3 min stroll to get a beam of light on my skin.
Perhaps on the occassion that stand looking up at a mountain of dried noodle figuring if I should stock up Mamee noodles,deciding to stay loyal with Maggi noodles or boil up the Cintan brand.
But definitely not everyday that a BIG, FAT, KID PLAYS HIT AND RUN WITH ME DRIVING A SHOPPING CART IN THE DRIED NOODLE AISLE. A BIG FAT KID WHO SCREAMS ‘MASHI MARO!!!’
Something I’d like to classify as a most ….

‘wtf situation’.

An although I didn’t lose my balance what-so-ever, the pain was enough to affix me stoning for a good 10 minutes (IN AN AISLE OF DRIED NOODLES), with a bloody pain in my right waist. With no apology what-so-ever. Boy, I’d like to screw that kid up and his parents into Mashi Maro pulp. But the kid prolly doesn’t realise that he has belly folds that would put Mashi Maro to shame
And like most days and almost everyday. THERE ARE NEVER ENOUGH CASHIER COUNTERS OPEN AND THE QUES ARE BLOODY LONG.

Enough Voltaren jabs please, I’ve just been put off by Mashi Maro, and parents who don’t set good examples for their kids.

Jan 10

It’s not everyday that i pick up my keys at 8:30pm to drive down to the nearest Tesco to satisfy my dad’s sudden craving for home made wan tan noodles.

It’s not everyday that even the road to Tesco is jammed up that I am forced to park in a dark place andtake a 3 min stroll to get a beam of light on my skin.

Perhaps on the occassion that stand looking up at a mountain of dried noodle figuring if I should stock up Mamee noodles,deciding to stay loyal with Maggi noodles or boil up the Cintan brand.

But definitely not everyday that a BIG, FAT, KID PLAYS HIT AND RUN WITH ME DRIVING A SHOPPING CART IN THE DRIED NOODLE AISLE. A BIG FAT KID WHO SCREAMS ‘MASHI MARO!!!’

Something I’d like to classify as a most ….

 

‘wtf situation’.

 

An although I didn’t lose my balance what-so-ever, the pain was enough to affix me stoning for a good 10 minutes (IN AN AISLE OF DRIED NOODLES), with a bloody pain in my right waist. With no apology what-so-ever. Boy, I’d like to screw that kid up and his parents into Mashi Maro pulp. But the kid prolly doesn’t realise that he has belly folds that would put Mashi Maro to shame

And like most days and almost everyday. THERE ARE NEVER ENOUGH CASHIER COUNTERS OPEN AND THE QUES ARE BLOODY LONG.

 

Enough Voltaren jabs please, I’ve just been put off by Mashi Maro, and parents who don’t set good examples for their kids.

Jan 9

It’s the new year and over three years of blogging, I’ve finally joined many other people there with a domain to myself.*Sighs easily*

Finally.

This is the reason why I have not been posting as regularly, I was waiting for THIS. From here onwards I will be going ‘Keyboard Trigger Happy’ and posts are most likely to be pouring in. Somewhere I can call my own. A place where I can blog easily without having to endlessly wait for a page to load whilst jamming the ‘Refresh‘ button impatiently.

I’ve gotten a new hair cut, a great new job, met some great people did different things in the past year and there is more to come. It’s going to be a GREAT year with a GREAT BLOG. I can already feel it