the lady joiner returns!!

oh yeah baby… i’m off to bangkok again! it’s become a yearly tradition now.

well, i guess there’s no better way to learn lady joiner skills than learn it from the country of its origin. this time it’ll be cam, hunter soon and myself. a fraction of the old melbourne crew.

there’s room for one more, if anyone wants to join.

here are some photos from my last trip…

awesome thai & italian restaurant which served yummy mojitos

me and my lovelies – ally & cam

anti-pasto at zanotti

the DFSes at Vertigo Sky Bar (Banyan Tree)

partying at slims in costume

places i MUST visit:
pratunam market
suan lum night market
zanotti for awesome italian food
thong lor

things to eat:
larb gai (mince chicken salad)
som tam (green papaya salad)
tom kha gai
red duck curry
lime minced pork noodles
beef noodles

back at the t-junction

tomorrow is my last income earning day before i become an official bum. i’ll live on bread and water and when i can’t even afford that, i’ll have to start eating my car.

i went for an interview on tuesday. my first REAL interview. it was nerve wrecking. you know that feeling before you go on stage to do a public speech? i had that feeling ALL day before the interview.

everytime i thought i about it, my heart jumped to my throat and got stuck there before sliding back down.

the interview went well though. they said they liked me.

unfortunately… being a small design house, they can’t pay me what i’m currently earning.

so why am i still thinking about it? because i love the work they do. i love their working environment. i agree with their philosophy and i can see myself doing lots of interesting projects with them. plus, i think i’ll learn so much more and be able to build my folio.

once again. passion vs money. that seems to be the theme of this year.
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some pics from krabi.

the hot springs

the river below the hot springs

nature’s own pool – the emerald pool

my daddy!

daddy & the kids

travelling feet

my stepmum and kids

ao nang beach looks nice in pictures. but is a huge disappointment in real life. the sand was made out of coarse ground shells. it was only about 20m from the top to the water. and it wasn’t very long either.

apparently the nicer beach is railay. i’m aiming to go back to krabi and hop to koh phangan and koh samui.

oh. another thing. don’t bother staying at maritime park hotel. it was an absolute con. it’s old and rundown, the service was lousy and it’s 20 mins away from the beach!
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back to pondering on life decisions.

fab feb

february looks like it will be an eventful month.

my colleagues and i are planning a lil getaway on the first weekend of february. one night stay in Port Dickson, bbq and drinks on the beach, a bunch of rowdy chicks – should be fun.

the following weekend will be chinese new year. everyone is eagerly awaiting its arrival with open arms. the food. the gambling. the ang pows. and more gambling.

but this year will be different for us. everyone will be scattered all over the globe, so my parents decided to follow suit. we’re going to krabi. more sun and sand!

before you know it, i’ll be jobless and desperately looking for a job.

yeap. february will be a busy month indeed.

hellooooo? helloooo? helloooo?

i hear myself echoing in the emptiness. it’s like stepping into an abandoned house.

i don’t know where to start, so i’ll just start with today.

on the way to lunch, LoudMel and i were walking down a sloped road to her car. we were happily trotting away until my shoe lost grip and i slipped and fell. i managed to stub and scrape my toes, my knee and my hands.

i felt like a small kid. quite the embarassings.

when was the last time YOU fell down? when you were a kid, you’d be happy if you got through a day without scrapes and bruises. i almost forgot what it was like to fall. i guess i’ve just been reminded.

moral of the story- don’t buy vincci shoes unless you want to embarass yourself.
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throughout the year, i’ve been complaining i needed a holiday.

in the last two months, i’ve been on four trips. it’s depressing to know that the stint is over. =( no holiday til february. hee hee. off to krabi!!

first it was langkawi. then siem reap. then phuket. then singapore.

a whole year has gone by so quickly and before we know it, it’s almost christmas!! not forgetting my birthday will be coming up.

so many birthdays have been and gone without me even realising it. to all whose birthdays i have missed… i’m so sorry. you know what i’m like with dates. so i can’t expect everyone to bother with mine either. i need an organiser.

just for fucks, i’m going to post up a wishlist. since i know no one really reads this site anymore, it’s more an inventory for myself… and the few stragglers still loitering around. =p

all i want for christmas/birthday:

• air asia travel vouchers for next yr’s travel stint
• ikea vouchers to furnish my room in the new house
• sexy new underwear for a sexy new year
• a new job i’ll love
• ipod touch
• lots of yummy food
• lots of good memories

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some random photos from the various trips

langkawi

mum, my grandmother and paul

criss-cross waves

he liked chilling by the jacuzzi

siem reap

beautiful. they were all over the place.

the rooms at hotel de la paix

on our way to see the floating village

welcome to angkor wat

why can’t we have architecture this beautiful in our country? oh. because they keep demolishing the buildings.

within the walls of the temple

me trying to look demure.

phuket

entrance to burasari

alvin has no problems going into holiday mode

on our way out to do some island hopping

jack and rose on titanic

canoeing into the caves

it was like a scene from LOTR

we arrived at james bond island

the infamous james bond island

angkor what??

that was pretty much me before i went over to siem reap. it’s no secret that my geography is atrocious. i wasn’t even sure where saigon was until our cambodian guide told me with a patronising look. i was even more embarassed when i asked whether phnom penh was bigger than siem reap.

“of course. it’s the capital city of cambodia.” o_O
“oh.” -_-

since certain people are not supposed to know we went on this trip, i won’t post up any pics of the other people. i haven’t even had time to post up my langkawi pics yet.

it was a short 3D 2N trip. got back yesterday utterly exhausted. i don’t even know where to start, so i guess you’ll have to wait for the photos. coming soon.

like sooooonnnn.

peeling: sign of a good holiday

i got back from langkawi on tuesday night and dragged myself to work on wednesday – thrust into a pile of backlogged work piling up in one corner.

major post-holiday blues.

will put pictures up soon, when i have time. will be going off to angkor wat this weekend. another expense paid trip. =D yay!! and then another month before alvin and i head to phuket… that’s if they don’t decide to close it off due to potential tsunamis.

i finally managed to get my tan. after a year of bitching about being too fair. now i really look like a lady joiner. yipee!

i blame facebook

- it has caused the death of this blog.
- i can’t stay away from it for even a day.
- i am addicted to bogglific.
- i reload my home page to look at all the updates several times a day.
- it’s kept me from focusing on my work more than a few times.
- there is sooooo much crap to explore!
- i have full-blown conversations about facebook outside the cyber realm.

i quite like my room on facebook so far. *beam*

aren’t the cats cute?? i’m thinking of what to name them. ebony & ivory? haha. so cliche.

send me items to add to my room!!

damn those drop-out college kids.
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i am really looking forward to my trip in two weeks. it may be just langkawi, but anywhere with sun, sand and sea is better than nothing. it was originally going to be phuket… until the plane crash.

really. why would that deter anyone? it’s not like they crash all the time. you could be flying to anywhere and crash!

on the other hand, weather reports say it’s raining almost everyday in phuket now. so i’m not so sore about it. besides… i’m going in november. hurray!! alvin and i finally made our holiday a reality. after a year of prodding, poking and whining.

october:
“babe! when are we going for a holiday?”
“hmmm… end of the year, we’ll go.”

december:
“baaaabe. when are we going away for a holiday?”
“we’ll go after chinese new year okay? when perhentian island is open.”

march:
“we still haven’t gone on our holiday yet!!”
“oh ya. err… we’ll go in june or july.”

july:
“ok. WE REALLY NEED TO GO ON A HOLIDAY!! i’m going to go insane!! i need a tan, damn it!”
“you can plan and i’ll go.”

-_- wtf.

and so i did. and we are finally going.

the hens played in bangkok PART THREE

finally. the last instalment of bangkok.

the hen and buck all dressed up

dinner at cabbages & condoms: meng, edmund, mei ling, cam, dave, jarrod and me

a novelty restaurant built for a cause – to spread the awareness of AIDS and safe sex. the entire place is decked out with sculptures made out of condoms. you won’t see this many condoms in one place bar a condom factory. big ones. small ones. yellow ones. red ones. ribbed ones. smelly ones.

donny, gene, phil, bryan & ally

three horny devils

being surrounded by condoms makes a happy bride

all dolled up and ready to hit the scene in RCA!!

angels in disguise… *cough* at slims

ally giving cam some horn action

cam the angel and ally the horny devil

we met this italian australian guy… and they told him i was single!! idiots.

this is what happens when men try to chat up a bunch of girls and they’re all married except one.

“hi, ladies. would you like to join our table?”
“oh no, it’s okay. she’s getting married and we’re celebrating her hen’s night!”
“oh, awesome. how about you?”
“i’m married too.”

all eyes turn to the only one left and the two married women point at her.

“but she’s single!!”
“err… ahh… umm… i have a boyfriend,” she protests lamely but somehow it doesn’t have the same effect as “i’m married”, and the vultures descend.

the farang who taughts us to say kinky things in french and swear in italian

obviously he thought he was some kind of hero. rambo, perhaps?

hope everyone had a good merdeka!

the hens played in bangkok PART TWO

day 2
we spent the day doing a little shopping, searching for something cam could dress up in for her hen’s night. and since shopping is SUCH a stressful and tiring affair, we hopped on the train to a spa called urban retreat. two thumbs up! nice spa, great service and still cheap. we liked it so much we decided to go back again on our third day for a foot and thai massage.

that night, cam took ally and i out for dinner at zanotti. it is fucking excellent. thinking about it makes my mouth water every time. if you’re going to bangkok, you have to try zanotti. i ate like a pig. okay… i always eat like a pig. but i only eat like a pig if i really like the food.

baked mussels

antipasto

i had pork loins with blue cheese sauce

we may look demure but we eat like cows. or at least, i do.

ally found a place for us to go and have a little fun with salsa lessons. we got in a cab and got completely lost. after about half an hour of trying to speak thaiglish, we finally managed to find the place.

when we got to the entrance, there was a sign posted on the window that utterly perplexed us. it said:

NO DANCING

the three of us looked at each other in confusion.

“err… this IS the right place, isn’t it?”
“yea! this is it. i don’t understand!”
“how strange. a dancing club that doesn’t allow dancing.”

the guy inside must have noticed us standing outside looking a bit lost so he opened the door.

“yes?”
“umm. we heard you have salsa lessons here.”
“ah yes. but tonight, no dancing.”
“huh? what do you mean?”
“tonight we have no dancing.”

we eventually realised he meant the dance classes had been cancelled for that night. -_-

with that plan chucked out the window, ally suggested we go to Vertigo bar at banyan tree instead.

ally and i posing with the lights of bangkok

my incestuous other half – cam

all pretty in shades of pink

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it’s been a really long, tiring week for me. late nights, early mornings. and i’m told it will be this busy until next year. eek.

well… looks like i have two, possibly three trips to look forward to. YAY!!

angkor wat, krabi-phuket and one to be confirmed when my mum comes down to KL.

*crossing fingers*

the hens played in bangkok

this is long overdue. luscious ally has finally posted up photos of our hen’s trip to bangkok on her multiply. here’s a quick preview…

day 1
phil and i arrived at the hotel and met up with bryan and ally for dinner. they got there a day earlier so they played scouts and found this cool place down the road from our hotel.

gorgeous restaurant with two levels. the lower level serves fusion italian while upstairs, you get to hit the taste buds with thai food. they serve great mojitas too!

chubby me with ally, phil and bryan before cam&dave arrived on the flight after mine.

as alcoholics will be alcoholics, they decided mojitos weren’t enough. we adjourned to Q bar which also happened to be down the road from our hotel, as well as Bed Supper Club.

i made a HUGE mistake. i went back to the hotel to change into a top, shorts and heels. BAD MOVE. i ended up looking like a thai lady joiner (hence the lady joiner banner). everyone else seemed to find it amusing. i got stared up and down by almost every other thai guy we walked past.

so can you imagine what it felt like, walking into a bar filled with white men? white men who are looking to pick up thai chicks?

i clung on to phil like a bad smell.

“don’t let me out of your sight!”

sexophil not only makes a good bodyguard. he makes a pretty good bartender too!

the DFSes reunited in bangkok!

after Q bar closed, we moved on to another place. i think it was called poppy… but i’m probably wrong. it was super dodgy. like going to a school dance where everyone wants to pick up or get picked up.

phil looking annoyed with this invasion of his drinking time.

lady joiners

it might not look like it, but phil literally had to pick me up and force me to get up on the podium with ally and cam.

male joiner!

this guy is the most awesome skank ever. EVER. he has to be gay. no straight man dances like that. it was like watching porn. since it was cam’s hen’s trip, we dared her to go up to him and give him some thai baht for a personal dance. so she did.

so that’s day one. i’m too sleepy to continue. i’ve been scrabbling on facebook for almost FOUR HOURS!! oh god. facebook is evil.

EVIL!!