This is peony, the national flower of China. They bloom for one week every spring. This peony is blooming. I like peonies. But every time I say 'peony' it comes out sounding wrong.April 23, 2009
ohai shanghai
This is peony, the national flower of China. They bloom for one week every spring. This peony is blooming. I like peonies. But every time I say 'peony' it comes out sounding wrong.April 18, 2009
Swiss Family Shuhaime
April 10, 2008
India Pictures. More of 'em.
Stay tune for the next installment where I shall post more (disturbing) picture of myself having a nuclear implosion (like having a blast, only more fun) in India.
April 04, 2008
It's like a mango, only different
Shall regale the masses (all 4 of them) with stories of my back to back adventures later. Meantime, here's some pictures to appease you lot(the aforementioned 4). Pictures of happier days. When I wasn't so dark, when I was ache-free, calm and relatively happier. Good old days, them 15 days ago. Sigh.
March 18, 2008
You Don't Talk About Fight Club
..the first rule about going to India is that don't go to India..And he thus continued by saying,
..the second rule: refer to rule number one..
So me (hopefully, God's willing) being the presence of the great Taj Mahal tomorrow would be my way of saying sod off, uncle.
Also, this is my last day at work today. It feels so good. Everyone should quit their job too. Seriously. I'm hopping with joy. Or it could be the psyched traveling jitterbug from the impending trip. Either way. I'm feeling pretty good right now.
November 14, 2007
Taiping Tripping
First thing Saturday morning we (KL area cousins) met up with our Kajang cousins at the PLUS Rawang R&R. From there we headed North. First stop on our excursion was Gua Tempurung off Gopeng exit.
Look how happy, clean and fresh everyone is. We opted for the 'Top of the World' tour that was described as a 'exciting and slightly strenous'. We paid RM9 and followed our guide and some others into the gaping chasm of Gua Tempurung.They should have named the tour 'Visit to Hell in a Handbasket' tour. The cave was fine but 'slightly strenous' apparently translates into 'you'll sweat, you'll skid and slip on the slimy, rickety looking, skimpy metal stairs, you'll climb, you'll pray for the tour to end, you'll get vertigo from the height, you'll wear off your deodrant, you'll hike and walk and hike, and did I mentioned you'll sweat?'
Picture at the end of our leg of the tour. Word that comes to mind looking at this bunch would be : manky. Not the best smelling people you'll find. You could go on further into the cave if you want. We had to go back the same way we came in. Just when I thought climbing up the stairs was bad.Next we headed to the overrated Kellie's Castle. It wasn't all that but it was hard not to have ridiculous fun with these people. We had a pseudo-lunch there and it rained when we were about to start the castle exploration, bummer. I'm still waiting for better pictures from the other 7000 cameras my other cousins brought along for this trip, but for the time being:
Done with our familial resposibilty, we started the journey home. We stopped by Kuala Kangsar to see the sights. Although I still think nothing good ever came out of Kuala Kangsar (ahem) the places of interest wasn't all that bad, really. Stopped by the Ubudiah mosque for prayers.
And the newly-renovated-but-still-unofficiated-therefore-not-open-for-public Royal museum. Look at this good looking bunch.
And later to the Handicraft square for some souvenirs shopping. We left Kuala Kangsar and after a pitstop at Tapah, continued our way home in the rain.However, right after the Ulu Bernam R&R and 5km before the Lembah Beringin exit, Dhuna's car got into a 5 cars fender bender. It was around 9.30 pm and it slowed traffic down up to 10 km. No one was hurt. I was in Deedy's car and we managed to stop and Deedy helped with stuff. Azzard's missed and waited for us at the Rawang rest stop.
I arrived home at 4 am Monday morning and had to work the very next day. All in all it was a tremendous trip and we are already planning for the next one. But Dhuna said she's not gonna drive for that one. Word.
August 22, 2007
Family Day
July 05, 2007
The Dissapearing Act That Went Unnoticed
May 31, 2007
Take Two : Singapore Pictures
Us at Sentosa, which is overrated and smells suspicously like a bad Disneyland immitation. For S$3.00 a tram takes you from VivoCity mall to the island. Once here, you can pay to enter the various "attractions". We allowed ourselves to be cheated into paying to see the Underwater World (not that bad) and the Dolphins Show (too many people, too hot, I dont like dolphins).
The quaint street where our fantabulous hostel lies. If you squint and lookreally hard at the picture on the right, beyond the shop with the blue awnings, you can see a shop-front in yellow, yeah, that's Sleepy Sam's. Only the best backpacker hostel I've ever been to. I love all the restored rows of old shop lots all over Singapore. Tres chic, non?
Eating icecream sandwich at Chinatown. God, it was hot. Cant believe we were out traipsing in the afternoon in that weather. You'd have to hogtie and drug me to make me go out in that kinda heat here.Singapore Pictures
Us at Sentosa, which is overrated and smells suspicously like a bad Disneyland immitation. For S$3.00 a tram takes you from VivoCity mall to the island. Once here, you can pay to enter the various "attractions". We allowed ourselves to be cheated into paying to see the Underwater World (not that bad) and the Dolphins Show (too many people, too hot, I dont like dolphins).The quaint street where our fantabulous hostel lies. I really like the old restored shop rows all over Singapore. If you squint and lookreally hard at the picture on the right, beyond the shop with the blue awnings, you can see a shop-front in yellow, yeah, that's Sleepy Sam's. Only the best backpacker hostel I've ever been to.

This picture sucks because it was taken on my 1.3 mp cameraphone, crappy piece of pseudo technology that it is.
May 20, 2007
Singapore Madness
Here with Shiren and having ridiculous fun.
Staying at Sleepy Sam's and even if it seems like we're the only Asians around, the place is fantabulous. I just wish the other lodgers are as friendly as the people at the Tokyo hostel was.
And so much for asking for an all female dorm, its basically one floor of everyone together. You'll get over the shock of finding a half naked guy shaving in the bathroom as quickly as you would to having a gorgeous tatooed hunk seeing you first thing in the morning brushing your teeth. He wasnt too scared of my impression of a warmed over zombie with bedhead.
Spending too much money and going around the place like maniacs.
It doesnt help when Singapore is having sales all over. All those malls. Groan. My credit card is getting a hell of a workout. More groan.
Tang's is especially too good to us. On top of the normal sale, tourists get additional 5% discount. Sweet baby civet!
Even if we could walk back home (KL) if we so want to, but it feels like we're million miles away from home. Singapore is totally rad. Its clean and amazing and safe and gorgeous and wow.
As usually with any trip, I am doing a ridiculous amount of walking. Walked the whole length of North Shore road, Victoria road and once walked home (to Malay village, near Bugis) from Orchard road. And if you know your Singapore, that's pretty damn far, as my feet is not so gently reminding me right now.
Went Sentosa (overrated) and the Night Safari (way amazing) and squeezed in some shopping in between. With all the animals, fish, reptiles and non humanoid creatures we saw yesterday, I mainly grouped all of them into 2 groups; edible or non edible.
Going for Phantom of the Opera show tonight.
Hoping to find a dress to wear for that because its ridiculous how great dresses and shoes and bags and everything else here.
A whole day dedicated to shopping today (Orchard road, Chinatown, Little India) and home bound tomorrow evening.
Trip peeves.
Apparently Singapore is also getting their yearly influx of Indian visitors. As in people from India. THEY'RE ALL MORONS.
From the oldest grandnenek to the babies.
I had to strongly resist reaching out and strangling them throughout my visit to Sentosa and The Safari.
AND THEY'RE SIMPLY EVERYWHERE.
Groan. Moan. Murder.
Not being racist (I am travelling with one anyways) but these people are rude, oblivious, smelly and rude. I said rude twice because they're that rude.
Their kids are annoying, spoiled and just wont stop talking (Shiren and I kept reminding eaxh other this is exactly why we're not having kids).
The adults are not much better.
I could go on forever but its just gonna spoil my day.
Wishing Shiren would hurry up and get up so we could make a move on.
Great place, this. Have I mentioned that?
Well, am gonna write me some postcards.
Later, from Singapore, peace out.
May 17, 2007
For the Love of Toast.
Blue skies, a full tank of gas, travelling, Coca Cola, sending and getting postcards, roller coasters, driving, a good book, rainbows, iced tea, Saturdays, my family's scrabble marathons, cursive handwriting, cooking shows, flea markets, reading maps, LoTR, rainy mornings, brand new contact lenses, fluffy towels, fast internet connection, vanilla candles, etc etc.
Sometimes, I'm lucky enough to get to enjoy two or more of these stuff at one time.
Like reading a new Prachett (a good book) on the 15th (new contact lenses) which happens to be a Saturday and it's raining. Bliss.
Or driving my Jeremy Clarkson (i.e. my Kelisa) with a full tank to a flea market and getting to see a rainbow in the way.
Or riding a roller coaster and drinking coke after a Scrabble marathon wearing a fluffy towel under a blue sky with fast internet connection. Erm, okay, I'm pushing it. Obviously I haven't figured that one out yet.
So I had this amazing brain fart that I could actually do something to combine two more of my ultimate favorite things.
Postcards and travelling.
I love sending postcard from places I've been.
I used to send them to friends and my family. I love sending them. Even when I practically have zero friends.
Downside was, I don't get many postcards for myself. I can hardly forced my friends to write to me on their travel. Not everyone thinks postcards are the most exciting thing since glow worms.
Then I stopped thinking that self-addressed postcards are lame.
But now I'm thinking I should spread the love.
Because even though I travel some, its hardly all that often.
So I'm thinking, why wait until then. I could always send a postcard from home.
But a postcard from home is hardly special when it's your addressees home too.
Bugger.
So I stalk for the time any of my friends would move out somewhere and would instantaneously bombard them with pleas for postcards to which I'd reply with a postcard from home.
Yay.
But the postcard mania rages on.
I'm trying to iron out some kinks for this brilliant brain fart of mine.
Will update.
April 06, 2007
Disneyland Japan Picture

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Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.
Besides the ability to set your facial muscle into a permanent smile (nothing a little surgery cant help, I'm sure) what else does it take for someone to qualify to be a Disney Princess/Prince? I'm sure character studies are a piece of cake. (it's a fairy tale cartoon character, for crissakes, happily ever after and whatnot) Must to not suffer from motion sickness in moving vehicle? Well developed arm for relentless waving?
Everything else is a non decisive attributes thanks to the advanced technology of cosmetic, wigs, platform shoes, padded costume etc. But I'm sure the cincher would be the fact that the job doesn't require expressing your choosen sexuality on the moving float. Because it's Disneyland, and there are little kids present. And Because I totally sense the fruitiness of Snow White's man candy. He's prolly letting Cinderella's Price Charming stick the tip in.
Oh god. I've destroyed Disneyland.
Pictorial *revised*
Shinjuku. Looking deceivingly not busy in this picture.
Ive deleted the original picture post cause they suck. I was obviously high when I did that. These are better. It smells good and it'll make you look more attractive too.
February 14, 2007
bored am I
Am I trying to impress people, heck yeah. Are you impressed yet? Hmm? No? Well, I tried.
create your own visited countries map
December 04, 2006
bali report numero deux
enjoy my impression of a tub of lard throughout the whole trip.

orange hat + pink shirt + yellow sarong + blue shirt + green sarong = absolute fashion no-nothe mother temple at besakih
balinese women with stuff on their head.
getting myself a third degree sunburn at tanah lot

at the pulau penyu hatchery. lord, bali was hot. observe the greasy overall complexion thanks to repeated slathering of sunblock.
shiren at our hotel's beach in kuta. we were sunset watching. 2 people on a trip means i-take-your-picture-or-you-take-mine all the way. unless we could catch an innocent bystander to take our picture. you know how it goes.
food for the gods. the ulun danu temple were in the midst of preparing for some festival. lotsa food involved. im sure there's a babi guling in one of these trays somewhere.



