Archive for January, 2008

Thursday, January 31st, 2008

My senior designer quit today. He said he couldn’t get into our work culture. There were a bunch of reasons he stated, which I will not state here for various reasons. All I will say that while I see his point, I also have my own viewpoint on the whole issue. In any case, I’m really depressed that he’s leaving. He’s been a great help to me at work and a great inspiration. I’ve learned so much from him even though he’s barely been here two months. Of course, his killer line was when he said his last day was going to be tomorrow. I don’t think I even bothered covering the look of terror on my face when I realized that I’m gonna have a hell lotta of work to finish by my own. Holy fucking hell, I am fucked.

Later in the evening I hurriedly installed OS X Leopard on my Mac as I need to return the CD tomorrow….only to have it give me a blue screen after installation was complete. I rebooted a few times with the same effect. I was unsure of what to do so I left my Mac on in the hopes that when I get back to it tomorrow it will be fine again. Although in my heart I have this sinking feeling that I should be prepared to call tech support first thing in the morning. Because if I don’t get it fixed, thanks to the issue I just pointed out in the above para, I am fucked.

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008

Discovering I had a tooth cavity, which cost RM120 to fix up plus another RM120 for scaling work (yeah, my dentist is ridiculously expensive), the ENT telling me nothing is wrong with me and I should go get my ear checked out in a sound room at SJMC, before giving me some meds to take in the meantime (which cost RM160), getting a dress tailored which doesn’t live up to expectations and then trying to come up with ways to make it better, getting hounded by cockroaches while I eat dinner, rainwater pouring over my nice, clean jeans from the umbrella over the spot I was sitting on…yup, pretty shitty weekend if you ask me.

Thursday, January 10th, 2008

You know your brain is rotting when you are browsing through the Reading Group Discussion section of a fiction novel, with questions like Who are the more baroque and bizarre characters in London Below, and how are they made so vivid, engaging and distinctive? Why are these secondary characters so important to the novel? and The world of London Below is a twisted image of London Above. How do the worlds connect, and what are the similarities between them? How is modern society commented on and satirised in the description of London Below? and realize, while your brain recoils in total horror, that despite having just read the novel, you have absolutely no idea how to answer them.

Monday, January 7th, 2008

The madhatter and I met up again some time ago for our shabu-shabu fix (and also to pass some things to each other – see previous post XD). Since we both couldn’t afford Nagomi, we decided to meet up at Satsuma again (which was nearer to us anyway). We ordered our usual lamb with sukiyaki soup. The reason why we both love this particular combo so much is simply because by the time the soup boils down to close-to-nothingness it starts tasting like lamb stock. Which we are both addicted to even though it’s really salty. I suppose you could say we’re both crazy XD

Since we were still a little hungry after the lamb set, we got ourselves something new on the menu: a plate of kajiki (white tuna).

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Fish in question.

It was really really delicious. The fish has this slightly oily taste which reminds me of codfish. Adding it to the soup after the lamb set = SIN. I swear, any more and we’re really going to wake up bald one day.

Sunday, January 6th, 2008

Meet Cid from FF4 for the Nintendo DS.

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He came in a FF4 Trading Arts box madhatter & I pooled with her friend over Play Asia. My first reaction to him was WTF, he looks like someone’s crazy uncle lolololol. So I decided to take a bit of free time to do a quick photoshop of how he fits in with the rest of the family:

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Clicky on pic for bigger image.

I am now contemplating if I should plonk down the money and get Judge Master Grabranth. Because if I can’t get Basch, I can at least get my hands on his equally hot, though somewhat psychotic evil twin brother.

Thursday, January 3rd, 2008

Ironically enough, although we’ve been in Thailand for a week already, we haven’t yet been to a temple. So today we decided to visit the Grand Palace & the temple of the Emerald Buddha (Wat Phra Kaew) within.

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The Grand Palace and the temple is a magnificent place. Honestly, words fail to describe just how gorgeous the place is, so I think I’ll just show it with the photos I took of the place…although honestly these photos don’t do much justice to the place either. It’s the sort of place where its awesomeness can only be truly experienced firsthand.

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Photography and video are prohibited in the rooms, so no photos of how gorgeous the interior is.

After today’s lunch, it was time for me to go home. I waved goodbye to Ee & Travis (who were headed to Koh Samui after this) and took a minibus to the airport.

– End Day 8 –

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

We said goodbye to Koh Samet today and took another 4 hour terror minibus ride back to Khao San. The driver on this trip was a lot crazier than the one who drove us to Ban Phe. When he actually made a turning below a bridge and started going the wrong way on a highway, Ee turned to me and said, “Pemandu kita hari ini agak gila kan? (our driver today is quite crazy right?)” LOL.

The rest of our day was spent in Khao San. At night we went to a club (whose name I can’t remember, but it’s on Khao San itself). Ee and Travis went off to dance. Since I wasn’t so keen on dancing (despite the really good house music), I sat down on our table to watch over the drinks. Some time later a young Thai guy on the next table offered me a drink off his bucket (some places in Thailand sell drinks by the bucket). I politely refused. Some time later he appeared at my table and starting speaking to me in Thai. Uh oh.

“Sorry, but I can’t speak Thai,” I told him.

He looked surprised. Then, undeterred, he starting speaking to me again in what sounded like gibberish, because I couldn’t make out a word he was saying, and it wasn’t because the music was loud – I really had no idea wtf he was trying to tell me.

“What?” I said, really confused. He tried talking to me again.

“WHAT?” I repeated, still confused. He tried again. This time I actually caught what he was saying. “You are very beautiful,” he said with a smile. “I love you.”

Uhhh. Wtf?

“Uhh, thank you,” I told him. Because I had no idea what else to say to that. He smiled and tried to ask for my phone number. I told him I had a boyfriend waiting for me back home. He feigned puppy dog sadness. Then I explained that it was pointless because I was flying home tomorrow. Same puppy dog eyes. Then he opened his mouth to talk to me again, but it all came out in gibberish to me. I was still repeating “What??!” when Ee and Travis came back.

“What’s going on?” Travis asked. I explained the situation to him & Ee. The Thai guy stood there, smiling, and tried to make friends with both of them. Sadly both Ee and Travis couldn’t understand him either, and I think he gave up and went back to his table.

“What on earth was he trying to say?” Travis asked me.

“I don’t know. I couldn’t understand a word he was trying to say either.”

“Well, we’re gonna go back to-” Ee started saying.

“Oh god, please do not leave me alone man,” I moaned. So they stayed at the table.

We were halfway chatting when he came back again. Before I knew it he had sat next to me and flashed a cameraphone at our faces. Since there was nothing much I could do I decided to just humour him and smile at the camera. Right after the flash went off, a rather pissed looking girl snatched the phone away from his hands. So I thought maybe she wasn’t too happy that he took a photo of us with her phone. The Thai guy left for his table. Then all of a sudden he turned around and tried to snap a photo of me again. And again she snatched the phone away from his hands.

Travis, Ee and I looked at each other as it dawned on us that she was probably the jealous girlfriend. Oh kayyyyy, now that is just fucked up.

I excused myself to the bathroom then. When I came back, the pissed looking girl glared at me. And then her friend dragged her to the dancefloor.

“Omg you’re such a heartbreaker!” Ee laughingly exclaimed.

“Eh?”

“Just now, while you were gone, he grabbed her and tried to kiss her,” Travis explained. “And she just pushed him away.”

“Yeah, with this face,” Ee scrunched her face at me.

“That is so fucked up,” I commented.

“Yeah. I can’t imagine having to put up with a boyfriend like that,” Ee said.

“Err. Maybe we should leave,” I suggested.

So we left for a restaurant/bar across the street, and there was where we spent the rest of our night.

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As a final note, we saw someone peddling this tonight. None of us were adventurous enough to try it though.

– End Day 7 –

Tuesday, January 1st, 2008

I was denied breakfast today.

We went to one of the eateries by the beach for breakfast. I ordered toast with jam and butter and some juice. It never arrived.

After hailing the waiters for the umpteenth time, I wailed, “For gods sake, how much effort can it be to make toast?!?!”

Travis chuckled. “Maybe it’s your boyfriend,” he teased, referring to yesterday night’s events. “He knows everyone on this island and he’s miffed that you didn’t stay with him last night.”

“Sure,” I jokingly retorted, “Maybe when we leave tomorrow they won’t let me get on the boat either.”

“Yeah,” Ee laughed. “They’ll tell you to stay with N!”

Shudder.

We left with me hungry. We got my breakfast struck off the bill without an apology for not serving me food. Bastards. I ate my breakfast somewhere else which actually served me. Yay!

Snorkeling was our itinerary for the afternoon. It was my first time, which was a little scary for someone who can barely keep afloat in water. It took me about 10 seconds before I actually figured out how to keep myself balanced with my head above water. Once I got over that, snorkeling didn’t seem so bad…until our second trip, where we ended up so far from the boat I actually panicked because I was trying to swim back and didn’t seem to be going anywhere. Thankfully Travis dragged me back to the boat. I’m not sure if I REALLY want to go snorkeling again after this…well, maybe if I go with people who can actually swim.

The snorkeling trip had one last stop before we left back to our beach – at an offshore fishery. Walking on two tiny swaying planks of which there is no rail for you to grab on to stop you from falling into the ocean made boat-hopping seem like a cakewalk. I didn’t bring my camera along for the trip, but I swear that it was fucking scary. I never want to do this ever again, period. I was genuinely happy to be on the ground again. Whew.

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We spent the rest of the day on the beach again, ending with another drink at another bar by the seaside. Ah, beach life.

– End Day 6 –