detoxification of the heart

so xmas has finally passed
the climax to it was far more enjoyable than the actual event
counted down over ham, wine and borat...thrilling and exciting are the words to be used
it was a nearly 5 day celebration after all
so when it hit 12 o'clock, being sober and not face first in the toilet was a good thing

thursday was at sanctuary which wasn't that fab cos i felt the cocktails were pathetically weak but had great company of which i haven't had for nearly 6 months
friday was the office party
which was a bloody laugh and a half
i physically defied my liver to get drunk, get hungover, get drunk and hungover again
starting at 5pm wasn't the best idea
saturday was a pleasure getting stuck in traffic to get my phone and then to get 6 fat hams which led yue's car to smell of RM1,200 worth of pork/as small eye's said "angmoh charsiew"
progressing onto velvet which was a high on its own
sunday's xmas eve was comfortably uneventful
monday was nursing the hangover and physical exhaustion at home and laundry with short stuff, fagface and yue of which i suffered a little this morning

they did say that christmas was 12 days
and yes, i know that its 12 days progressing to christmas, so i have about 8 days of festivity that has yet to be claimed :)

new years plans have ab-so-lute-ly bombed
i dont plan to resurrect it as i have passed it onto short stuff
the original camwhore has plans to do jaagerbombs, not caring where
short stuff and i will go along with that ill supply the redbull bitches
either that or to yue's pool in the middle of kl
or.........
i'll figure it out with the time comes....we still have about 4 odd days
of which im going to be buzzily busy
i have a boxingday bbq tonight, dinner with my fave 7th of may person on weds, tapas&wine @ bodega with recently returned beijing ho on thursday & passed out on friday

it's time to start getting shitfaced

xL

escojo no cuidar

so apparently the food at nero vivo aint that great
& short stuff is now going to plan our new years
*hands over all stress*
i choose not to care anymore
:)

i was looking thru all my photos from spain yesterday
cos im bored to tears at work
and oh my god
how i long to go back
just to not care at all, drink till im blind, eat till im stuffed and tan till im black
and do it all over again the next day

a few things have happened over the last 48 hours significant enough for me to be affected by it
its been a sick cycle of the same thing over and over again
there has been enough of shouting, crying and saying vindictive things
enough of the "what if's" enough of the "maybe-s" enough of the "we could've-s"
enough of the assumption of hope
enough of the skeletons
enough of hoping "that things will eventually work out"
enough of living for the future
so maybe its time to put an end to it
c'est la vie
its left me a little numb
not really caring, hurting or even willing to acknowledge
i know that denial is not part of the 5 step process of getting better
but i'd like to live in my whatever land at the moment
and drink till im blind, eat till im stuffed and tan till im black

anyways, ive thrown myself into a number of things to do from now on
and i will definitely die of exhaustion by christmas day
so merry christmas and if you dont hear from me by the 26th,
well....just leave it till next year then

xL

jack and jill

so id like a vote
ive already put up the two places of which i think is appropriate
i know someone who first-handedly went to nero vivo and thinks the food is not too bad but the ambience is so gorgeous and will rock you to the core his words, not mine
so lets pay for the ambience and make like models do and go anorexic and pick at our food
i dont know about bijan
however i can hear in my head the complaints of---
"you know we can get this at the mamak for like 1/10th of the price right?"
"my mother can make this"
"if like they gave me enough to serve an entire kampung then it will be worth it la"
so u know where im leaning towards
so please leave a comment with your restaurant of choice
and ill do the bookings
terimakasih

i watched crash last night
i feel so blah-ed now
it was so good in a realistic sense, whereby you then realise that its reality so that will confirm make you depressed
&
i had the worse sleep
kept on waking up thinking i had to go work
which is bloody stupid L, who the hell goes to work at 3.35am/5.56am/7.33am/8.30am?
so now im like a walking zombie
the only thing that perked me up today was that i got paid motherfuckers
im all cashed up to go and spend it on something ridiculously expensive and totally nonsensical
:)
wheeeeee

xL

green bamboos and red cherry blossoms

i just watched 'goodbye boys' by bernard chauly
eggsellent
they had all these songs
which we used to sing in school
well..in the pathetic attempt at the music education that they gave us
and all the songs
that we used to chant under the blistering sun before sports day
:)
damn nice la
all those memories that we have tucked away, that never come up unless provoked
i nearly cried :)

so i can only hope that these songs wont be replaced
by kids downloading songs onto itunes
and humming away anti-socially whilst trying to block the outside world

because at the end of it
you realise that its the people and the experiences that have made us what we are today
the "selamat pagi cikgu's" in the morning
and the "terima kasih's" at the end
the sweat that was poured before air-cons were installed
the broken chairs and the desks that threaten to give way
at every single fat text book that we cram inside
instead of taking them home to do our homework
and us, running to school in the morning
to copy from the smartest kid in the class
and the teacher, failing to pick up why, each of us have the same answer

im glad that i grew up here instead of somewhere else
cos you realise that at the end of it
that we cant compare our upbringing to what they have in movies
or what enid blyton has written in her books
that we only had what was passed down to us
from the generations before us
and to that, im thankful for

xL

hop scotch

so its narrowed down to these two places...

1. bijan
2. nero vivo

both on jalan ceylon

both are next to each other but in the same compound

different house for different restaurant

they both look gorgeous and are set apart from the main area in ceylon hillis
and yes slutface, if we really must, we can go to the green man after that

but then again, alot of things look pretty good when you are dividing 30+ chicken wings between 3 ppl on a friday night....
ah, being 22...its rather sweet

can la wei = it is possible

so i have a long weekend
and another long weekend after that
and another long one after that
how to work you tell me?

so i've narrowed it down to (suburbs only cos think what? i have lots of time ah?)
1. ceylon hills - google map it la :P
2. this jln off jalan maarof - opus that area...
3. the westin - because prego's treated me so nicely when i was there
4. ceylon hills
5. we rent an apartment at the ascott, cook dinner (thats right bitches) and bring wine... this ascott thing better be decided by tuesday next week or forget it

why L? why KL? why you so stubborn? never fucking learn issit? eh, you don't know what jam is ar? can u not be a lemming? can't u think of a quieter place? bbq can ar? liddat then i'll make my own plans ler...eh, mamak only la...

WHY?

cos the only bloody suggestion i see is hassi's PD...which is good suggestion *thumbs up short stuff*

im going to have a look at ceylon hills this weekend. i lub it la...i lub it muchos....
and the place near jln maarof? its between opus and attic :P

peace out and remember me when you're buying christmas presents as the one who saved ur new years :P

xL

feliz navidad...now concentrate on making me happy

im disgustingly bored in the office
mind you, after stating this....the work is going to somehow magically pile up
and ill be whining about my lack of free time
whatever la
i'll never get it right

so here's is my wishlist of 06
and considering i live in my own little reality, all these material goods are attainable in my mind
so i dont want to hear crap about my being extravagantly stupid
i like la :P

1. a huge loft apartment that takes up an entire floor overlooking the entire klang valley with its own private swimming pool
2. a black maserati coupe with the number plate L75...just so i can be pimpin'
3. black fette sheets with an obscenely high thread count
4. a huge villa in the hills of barcelona..just cos
5. to own a huge media conglomerate so i can take over the world...rupert murdoch, please move aside
6. to own an island...either in french polynesia or somewhere in the med (im not fussed here)... basically a piece of property in italy, spain, LA, new york, gay paris, melbourne, and a few in kl
7. my own private jet to take me anywhere in the world, at any time...
8. ooodles and bucketloads of money

por que no?

or

on a slightly more realistic note ... pfft ... as if that won't come true anyway ;P

1. the gucci holder for my ipod (its getting scratched severely)
2. jewellery from gucci's new line
3. ralphy (as in my dog, not ralph lauren...however if you can kidnap him and make him design a line just for me and ralphy, ill be equally as gratious)
4. bcbg's new line of dresses (2 or 3 will be fine- especially the black and white ones)
5. a year's supply of books (preferbly borders, cos the selection of fiction at mph totally shits me these days)
6. coach's signature stripe accordian wallet
7. a pimpin' new years celebration with all my darlings, fab food and fab wine...because it's been awhile hasn't it?

i know im going to get bitch slapped nicely for asking for all this...after all, isn't it only just money ;)

but seriously my dunggus...what are the plans for new years? can we go someplace fabulous, have a long table of excellent food and wine...to drink and be merry...with lots of love and kisses?

considering im free till no extent at the moment..ill be researching places with new year dinners and all that jazz...ill be posting up only 5 places of interest (well to me of course, considering i dont see anyone else doing anything) and i would like a vote..ill book it...ill even book escorts if need be ;)

lets make this a fab new years okay? not some rush to the top of bangsar hill to somehow try to catch a glimpse of fire in the sky?

xL

vanish if you wish

so i was with rosebud today at one utama
just cos we are suckers
and goddamn, the toffeenut latte concoction at starbucks looked terribly tempting
so in we went
she made me pay of course

so starbucks are evidently rather adamant on cashing in on this toffenut craze like its going out of fashion
i obliged and eagerly threw my money into their pockets of course, fuelling their quest to conquer the world by drowning us in caffeine
by ordering two drinks and a muffin
so this little malay dude behind the counter was so nervous
must've been his first day or something

and he asked

"do you want me to hot your muffin?"
all wide eyed and innocent

i nearly died-ed laughing right there and then

sigh
either im terribly dirty minded or the kampungs better start education their little ones about the real world....either that, or start installing computers with connection to the internet

xL

oh hello, where has all that weight gone?

iiiiimmmmm fffffffffrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeee
(im free)

im finally free
my campaign is nearly done
it was a shocking last week of no sleep, shouting, fighting and evil eyes
but we managed to pull through and none of us have collapsed
*pats myself on the back*
:)
im crossing my fingers that my life will return to the normal 10am to 6pm routine

however...
the christmas committee list has come out for the office christmas party
-_-
my name was on it
as co-mc (master of ceremony for you ignorants)
oh the shock and the horror
ive whined about this to small eyes and slutface already
and of course, it was my fault...i talk too much
now see what happens?
i better start penning my resignation letter for the day after
cos god knows what will happen when i go and start announcing things after a few glasses of wine
*cries*

i know my blog has gotten boring and dull
and small eye's blog is going to shit all over mine soon
but i dont care
why? cos i dont have to :P

well im not going to sit here and contemplate the lack of pictures and the lame ass formatting of my blog..i mean, ppl are going to start thinking i care...which i dont
it doesn't matter anyway, i guest blog there :)
im off to brave the hordes of disgusting little things they call children and disgusting old things they call aunties at 1 utama now
the huge sale just started im really asking for it aren't i?
i have a reason to go
my chachi is leaving me
and her farewell is on tonight at 7ate9
so i have to get her something kick ass and memorable
so she will remember me when she's in the land of assholes
and that she will never find another chachi like me. ever.

people are slowly trickling in from australia
i dont think i realised how much i missed them until i saw them
i get to see my germz again tonight and i saw shanti the other night
WILL THE REST OF YOU GET YOUR ASSES BACK A LITTLE FASTER ?

xL