heat.stroke.sweaty.face

I have neglected my blog for a while, i know. Reasons: 1) B's presence @ Melbourne, 2) been travelling and just managed to have time/mood to sit down in front of the comp.

B, you take my life/breath away!

A few snapshots of the easter weekend...
big breakfast
B's acoustic performance (so he thinks) and pitch-problem *grin*
mahjong with the girls
frolicking in the city, times i love tremendously
Symphony of farts
Chic rice, Namlong and Bento boxes
coffee and more coffee
indian butter chicken dinner!
tarot card reading of B's tragic life
Cookies and cream slice @ Chappellis
yumcha @ Imperial with the girls and our men sidekicks
diana's blunder
catching BeCool (is Uma hot or what)
the B bracelet *smile*


Come Monday morning, B hopped onto his plane @ 7am, and later @ 3pm, i hopped onto one myself. To cut a long story short, im now back in Mas. Lounging in the comforts of home and sweating my ass off. The air-con takes too long to cool the place up. But of course, not being able to extricate myself from the problems at hand, anyhow, even though im at a different place. Shack, why cant i leave behind my worries in Melbourne and just have a clear blissful head.

The last few days have been mind-spinning and nerve wrecking! You see, i came back to Malaysia for the week just to get my passport done, yet encountered a huge stumbling block, a certain Biatch who made life hard for me. You wonder sometimes, where Malaysian ethics and care have gone. Down the drain for most. im not gonna name any names here, but yesterday, with rain torrenting down, fountains of water spurting out of potholes at Jalan Maarof because of the water gushing, getting soaked wet, my passport processing suspended, dealing with nasty and rude officials, KL seemed like the last place to call paradise.

Enough bitching! today is a sunnier and happier day because my passport's settled. And with no glitches this time. smooth as a ride, thanks all to Dad the hero who has a knack of making things happen. Buaya-ing the officials was all it took. He even got the passport done the same day, my Dad rawks! Sometimes only la. At night when he's in PJs and is toothless, he doesnt seem that impressive/cool...

I need a pair of new jeans. How bout Levi's new Lady Style perfect fit? They have a great cut, but cost RM250 *sulk*. Plenty of things i wanna do/get back here, there's not enough time. Shanghai, come to me.