La Pinay's MisAdventures -----<@ my silly KL LiFe goes on in Singapore!

Unforwarded Chain Letter

2008-01-08T21:38:00.000+08:00

Facebook's fun but it’s got a lot of applications I choose to ignore...and I'm a delinquent reader when it comes to the stuff people send me. My photographer friend sent me something that caught my eye..due to the fact that indeed it is something to reflect on. There's NO WAY I'm indulging myself with this chain letter by forwarding it to people I know so that my wish would come true as I have been wishing for Ricky "He Bangs" Martin he's still yet to come to SIngapore! To amuse myself ... below are my thoughts.

U KNOW U LIKE SOMEONE WHEN.....

17 You look at their profile constantly.
~ WELL IT IS TRUE IF HE DID ACTUALLY POST SOMETHING IN HIS PROFILE!

16 When you're on the phone with them late at night and they hang up, you still miss them even when it was just two minutes ago.
~ I DON'T TALK TO "THEM" ON THE PHONE..SO HOW? wow "THEM" huh

15 You read their Texts and Ims Over and over again.
~ I'M A SUCKER...I KEEP THE MESSAGES AND NEVER DELETE THEM EVEN IF MY INBOX IS FULL

14 You walk really slow when you're with them.
~ I'M NOT LONG LEGGED, GIVE ME A BREAK!

13 You feel shy whenever they're around.
~ I'M NOT SHY, JUST DON'T WANNA SAY MUCH SINCE I DON'T WANT TO BURP ACCIDENTALLY, PLUS I DON'T WANNA PUT MY FOOT IN MY MOUTH SAYING MY USUAL GIBBERISH

11 When you think about them, your heart beats faster but slower at the same time.
~ OH I THOUGHT I JUST HAVE A SIMPLE CASE OF HEART BURN DUE TO ... OVEREATING...

10 You smile when you hear their voice.
~ I ALSO DO THE SAME WHEN I SEE AN AWESOME PAIR OF SHOES! MUST BE LOVE..

9 When you look at them, you can't see the other people around you, you just see him.
~ NO COMMENT...PERIOD

8 You start listening to slow songs while thinking about them.
~ OMG... THIS IS NOT THE REASON I LISTEN TO IL DIVO AND ANDREA BOCELLI EVERY MORNING! I'M GOING BACK TO MY "IRRESISTIBLE AND KARMA" ANTHEM THEN! GOSH

7 They're all you think about.
~ THIS TELLS ME I SHOULD GET A LIFE...HOW MANY MEN IS THIS REFERRING TO? KEEPS ON SAYING "THEY"

6 You get high just from their scent.
~ I GOT A COLD SO I RELY ON MY MY NATURAL HIGH, THANK YOU

5 You realize you're always smiling when you're looking at them.
~ I'M CLUELESS...SORRY NOT APPLICABLE

4 You would do anything for them, just to see them.
~ ... YA OK TRUE TRUE TRUE BUT I REFUSE TO IRON NOR CLEAN

3 While reading this, there was one person on your mind this whole time.
~ HELLOOOOOO THE WRITER KEPT ON SAYING "THEY"

2 You were so busy thinking about that person, you didnt notice number twelve was missing
~ I WAS TOO BUSY THINKING WHY I BOTHER COMMENTING ON THIS

1 You just scrolled up to check & are now silently laughing at yourself.
~ NOT REALLY, AS I'M GLAD IT'S DONE AND OVER WITH

Christmas Eve Happenings

2007-12-24T14:24:00.001+08:00

Let's be alone TOGETHER shall we?

SingTel presents Get Merry With Ferry

Christmas and New Year's Eve Street Carnival

Play.Boy Xmas @ Thumper!

White Christmas with hedkandi @ MOS

Christmas @ GOTHAM

I Lost My MOJO

2007-12-21T17:24:00.001+08:00

HELLO who picked mine up by mistake?!

Unreal as it may sound, I just found that I do have my bad mood. I usually laugh at anything, and genuinely believe that a day without laughter is a day not lived. I smile generously at the tiniest hint of kindness and a whiff of sincere humanity.

Today, I woke up with my heart beating so fast it seemed like something bad was going to happen. I HATE HAVING THIS WOMAN'S INSTINCT thing bugging me when I don't have the faintest clue what it is I'm supposed to be worried about.

Tragedy did strike me, this feeling seems familiar. Awe c'mon! Here I go again - I lost my MOJO! I asked myself WHYYYYYY?... Why WHAAAAAAAT?! Ask me what's wrong I'll say nothing, coz there's really nothing!

OH MAN! Now I know what happened, I WOKE UP ... when I wanted my dream to never ever end! The question is ... who's the culprit that POKED me?! And what was my dream again grrrrrrrrrr?

My Awakening...

2007-12-17T14:25:00.000+08:00

It's been 3 months since my last post. Where have I been?!

I was recently reprimanded by my addicted to Karachi friend Woodsy to update my blog, reminding me that I have one ... somewhere. After a few attempts, I finally got the password right. Wella! Here I am.

To kick off my post for this week, please indulge me by sharing with you my first lust errr, LOVE I mean. Ok I'm sure that Woodsy and all my guy friends wouldn't be smiling about this BUT I'M POSTING IT ANYWAY!!!

This is a tribute to the man I had a crush on for years, my ONE, my ONLY . . . who made me loca . . .

RICKY MARTIN!!

I first set my eyes on him during his MENUDO days. Check this out w00t w00t! OK laugh all you want, I'm crazy! OOooH LaLa even at 10 years old I know a hot stud when I see one.

Watching him shake his bon bon never fails to make my jaw drop.

Now that he's all grown up, he is hotter than ever especially in this commercial ... tastefully naked.
Oh yes! NAKED :)

OK, back to work...
THANK GOD IT'S MONDAY!
OOOH! Feelin HOT HOT HOT!

Conversations...

2007-09-22T18:40:00.000+08:00

The Mastah and the Spawn …

Mastah:
So, are you enjoying yourself in your casual environment?

Spawn:
Yes but its getting quite lonely, I have been single for 2 years.

Mastah:
But consider that if you were tied with someone (and you have been tied for a considerable number of years)... 2 years isn't too long.

Mastah:
Loneliness is relative. Lonely doesn't mean being alone.

Spawn:
Ahhhhhhhhhh yes but i miss having some sort of connection with someone…

Mastah:
Connection is relative... Connect on what?

Sex can be great, but emotions may be blech. Emotions may be great, but sex may be blech.

IF it hits you, you wouldn't even know what to call it... And it all happens at the same time --- physical excitement, emotional excitement and even a spiritual thing.

Mastah:
And it's not even called an orgasm.

Then what do you call it?

IF THE SHOE FITS

2007-09-10T22:43:00.000+08:00

BEFORE I FINISH MY TAG LIST, I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY...

I went to do some last minute shopping for toiletries yesterday before I head back to Singapore today. I'm a SHOPPAHOLIC, impulsive only when I find something distinct that excites my senses. I’m currently celebrating my 3^rd month of being a celibate shopper.

Browsing through some shops, my eyes locked on a pair of sexy mauve strappy stilettos. My eyes widened, I fell in love with it. I wanted it. I needed to get it. And so I did...plus I felt the same about the other two hot designer pairs in black and silver.

I hurried to meet my friend for coffee, chuckled when I found him - he stared at me in shock. I responded with amusement saying "Yes, it's me sporting my newly dyed black hair". I have never had vampy black hair before. And so his inquisition began with "You changed jobs, shifted countries, now you dyed your hair black in a span of three weeks! What is going on? Have you been dumped?" I boldly mouthed "NO". Ironic thing is, haven’t gone out on a date since my college days. If I was on a date for the past year, I would probably be too naïve to know. I'm aware of a big L blinking on my forehead.

I didn't realize I was doing drastic changes at this time of my life. I thought I was just making things better; totally clueless that something is going on. He glanced at my shopping bags - now this shouldn't be a surprise. I defensively gave him a stern look and said "Listen, it's not easy for my to find a pair that I like". He teasingly smiled and said "Well it’s not always ok to be picky lah, but when you find THE ONE, don't let go". Is there a double meaning to this? Was he actually suggesting a parallelism between shoes and MEN?

I rarely (almost never) find a pair that fits "me", and when I do – I feel it was fate. It wasn't my intention. I wasn't looking, yet it was meant for me. The first is almost impossible to find but luckily, I have found THE ONE … and two … and three – funny, why cant the latter be applicable to men?

Who TAGGED who? PART 1

2007-09-06T11:06:00.000+08:00

BETTER LATE THAN LATER..... THIS POST ISN'T DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was tagged by a Loony who was tagged by MissMynx who was tagged by someone I don't know who and I certainly don't intend to know who tagged who...

According to Ms. Malacca, game goes like this:

• Each player must post these rules first. DONE
• Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
• People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. OK I GET IT! ....CHECK & CHECK!!!
• At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. SCRATCHING MY HEAD....THEY WILL KILL ME YOU KNOW :-/
• Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog. I GOT A HEADACHE...CAN I DO THIS TOMORROW?

Since I've IGNORED being tagged for so long, and I'm on holiday at home in KL. I'm in a surprisingly good mood, let me indulge you with some truths about me...

1. My name is Wonderkittie and I'm a SHOPPAHOLIC. I have been sober for 1 month since I'm broke, thanks to the 70% off sales!!!!!! If I can only sue the stores for putting me into this mess ... can i? Since I moved to Singapore, I need new shoes - need I say more?!

2. Don't be shocked, but I do more than just P-A-R-T-Y. Yes, it's true but don't fall off you're chair just yet. What do I do then? I'm thinking.. wait.. hmmmm.. there must be something. Ah yes I WORK too! I CAN'T STAND A DAY WITHOUT STRESS.

3. I love FOOD. Glutton is my middle name... Wonderkittie Glutton ShameOnMe. So now you know what the G stands for. For me, to really experience the places I visit is to taste local food. To sum up my favorites here in KL and elsewhere...

...LET'S NOT FORGET MY CANNED TUNA

AND MY MOST FAVORITE COMBO MEAL EVER IS ...
(and the winner is... -drum roll please!)

Mashed potatoes with gravy & Slurpee

4. I can COOK lah. Ask Looney...IT'S TRUE! Well just don't ask if she likes my cooking or not. I won a contest against housewives when I was 13, I must've fed them with my charm muwahahahahaha!

Ok...moving on to part 2 LATER :)

MissMynx, what did you say again? I can't hear you!

Threesome in the City

2007-08-25T12:01:00.000+08:00

My time in Kuala Lumpur will never be over. I just started another journey in Singapore. My heart, friends, clubbing clothes, shoes and my room shall remain. This city, in my opinion, has its irresistible charm, known for having the tallest towers (well not anymore), the best variety of food choices, the best place to go broke due to shopping, the longest traffic (you should try getting stuck at a mall area on a weekend while waiting for a cab, lugging along 6 bags of grocery), and where in the world can you chill at Planet Hollywood with sheesha! Sorry, allow me to go back to my topic which is in fact about my threesome experience in the city.

Three is a crowd, but then again there's no harm in an exciting threesome walkthrough with moi, my dear friend Chris and my Kuala Lumpur.

To kick off the foreplay, I brought Chris to Starhill Gallery where we orgasmically fooled around with lots and lots of bottles... with Chris attempting to take one for the road.

Of course I MUST pose on my luminous catwalk...

... and feel groovy with the lights of Marriot while dancing to NO MUSIC

Let's not forget the Durian Feast! Ok lah, let it be known that I'm the Food Trip Queen. If you feel like eating, CALL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE @ 1800-GLUTTON

I swore to myself that I would diet, but then I find myself salivating over some jerky.

Now this is what I call a discovery... ok I didn't discover this first. Previously shown on international news, Chis and I found the path to the motorbike whose owner has 92 cats! Ok my intro was too long because I forget the owner's name and details..hehe :P

I am still amazed that I have experienced its magic. . . There are so many things to do.. so much more to discover. I am truly, madly in love with my Kuala Lumpur.

KL MissAdventures - THE GAME

2007-07-10T14:18:00.000+08:00

... Just sharing an old post from my old blog, recently revised as I have learned more about myself and about men and women alike these past 8 months in KL (hu hu hu). BUT I'm not an expert ok?

This is dedicated to all the women my friends have loved before.

HOW TO PLAY A PLAYER

KL is a big buffet for men. This I'm so glad to have my brothers by my side to learn from. Of course I've had my share of reading the following books:

Both books are truly enlightening, practical and dangerously informative if you don't use your right judgment. Read this but don't show it to any man....AT ALL muwahahahaha :)

Women (who are still hopeful) want the kind of man who shows commitment, effort and time. Somewhere along the way we bump into some irresistible "potholes" on the road. If you want a little fun in your life, protect your heart.

A woman needs 2 things - Self-confidence and a thick stomach. Little did players know that when he meets a woman, chances are she has been living a full and exciting single life and is far from cutting it short. And so you’ve found you’re match…what do you do? - my galpal Paganism once said . . . "It's time to THINK LIKE A MAN"

1. Keep in mind the "BEAT THE PLAYER HANDBOOK" He gives you sweet and sexy compliments, just say "I know." The truth is, always doubt the substance of their words especially if you just met or under the influence of alcohol. When he asks for your number, get his instead and say “I’ll call you.” Then call after a couple of days. When he asks you out, say “Sure, I’ll give you a call next week.” When he sends you text saying, “I had a great time last night” answer with something short like “I had a great time too.” Any guy who gets this will want to call you back for reassurance that you want to see him again. He'll text you if he wants to see you, but if you do the same will he be there? If you can't beat 'em, IGNORE 'em. So you like him and want to know more about him? JUST ASK DIRECT QUESTIONS, and you get your well deserved honest answer.

2. How to get an honest answer
Most questions we want to ask are basically “taboo”. Say you want to know his age, or if he’s single, or basically if he’s NOT seeing anyone. Use the detective kind of questioning like you want to get to the bottom of it- - ask the question with a direct tone, sexy eyebrows together and lean back. When you get his answer, nod your head and say “hmmm ok” with eyes looking like you want to believe him. This way, you can get him to answer ANY questions.

3. R-E-S-P-E-C-T his space
One thing I learned is that men deserve to hibernate into their own world from time to time. Most women feel "left out" when a man wants to spend time with his "mates". Ignore him. You don’t want to look clingy do you? Don’t worry he’ll be back. In the meantime, enjoy your “single” life and keep your independence. Since it’s clear that he’s NOT your boyfriend, then continue going out on dates.

When will this game ever end?

It’s GAME OVER when you get tired of wasting your time. SERIOUSLY.

WAIT I'M NOT DONE...

Due to my cynicism, not necessarily brought about by my own demise but by vicarious experiences, I asked my player friend this: "How long are you going to keep up this act of being a player?" He replied "When I have found the right one." Which led me to ask myself this - "Are men actually capable of being choosing to only be with just ONE woman?" I think I thought out loud when he replied "YES".

Hmmm....there is a glimmer of hope at least for those who are not as cynical as me.

THE GREAT SWINGAPORE ESCAPE 22-24 June ' 07

2007-06-27T01:11:00.000+08:00

This post is messed up, excuse me for my french ... I'm in hybernation (moody + lost and found + yet hopeful)

It was about time that I kidnapped MY PIMPLE and Emilie, escape from the KL life as I sing Chris Daughtry's - and I'M COMING HOME ... song.

Shocked, I felt like KL suffocated me with its strong embrace and I felt like SCREAMING! I was due...

Fortunately, friends from

Switzerland

, Christian and Christof coincidentally felt like running away from KL too.

THE

BEACHY BABE IS BACK!

Only For the weekend :(

Mermaids foolin around at Siloso Beach

Mermaid Moi and Merman Christian pretending to be a couple ...

and at Cafe Del Mar with half naked uncles... well not all of them I suppose but no one was HOT! ugh

Night Owls at the Night Safari

4 happy campers waiting for the tram

I gave Emilie a tour of Raffles Hotel, which I claim is hacienda de Karla

... bumped into Edmund for brunch where I ate 1 whole pizza OMG I'm shamelessly a glutton FULL STOP.

While trying to lose all the fat I gained, surprise came my way when I bumped into old friendsters gallivanting around Orchard Rd.. Naomi and Tones with their twins!

Then night time came... it was by far the most romantic night of my life ... and IT DIDN'T EVEN INVOLVE ME. Well I'll tell you why next time... but being the third wheel's got me to eat at the revolving french resto in Mandarin!!! Nice wine, mojitos, foie gras et al.

Unforgettable serenade by the Pinoy Mariachi who sang "Hotel California"

Plus...Transtar upgraded our seat from low class S*** to first class! Just my luck ... check out the diva on the massage chair

Guess who's driving me home to KL?!

SICKY WICKY

2007-06-20T18:05:00.000+08:00

DISCLAIMER: THIS RANDOM GIBBERISH IS WRITTEN BY ME

Yes, I'm a delinquent writer. I promised myself to at least document my life at least once a week starting NOW.

Allow me to indulge you with my gibberish. At my age, why do I still get pimples? Most importantly, why do I get the FLU?! And what does this have to do with my topic...which is supposed to be about FOOD. Self pity sucks. OK, this moment is considered the pits in my life.

Whenever I get the flu, I got tons of things I wish I could eat at that moment. As soon as I get well, I stop myself from being a glutton.

In the midst of sneezing and coughing, I'll close my eyes now... for tomorrow I'm going to start my FOOD TRIP.

VANITY PAINS - what does it take?

2007-06-02T16:37:00.000+08:00

What's a girl to do? Don't mind my messy room...I'm in a hurry. It was an impulsive decision to get my ass out on a friday night - well sat 1 am. Geeez I only got 2 hours to party! Ok I have time to smile for you peeps... now let me tell you what it takes to somehow look human.

First off, I gotta run to the shower. Don't push you're luck, you ain't seeing this part!

Next, I gotta say "mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest one of all?"

Putting on make up is a pain in the ass. But then again, I can't go out looking like an "Auntie", or look like an over made-up Lady Boy.

I never fail to try on several outfits to hide my fat. Why did I forget to go on a diet and exercise ugh!! While grunting to myself, I pull out one dressy outfit ... check how I look ... then change my mind ... then go try on another... by the time I decide what to wear, I'm exhausted. I need a quick shower. What pain! I need a fairy godmother to give me a model stick-figure, damn.

Ok so I finally decide what to wear .. it's about time, thank god! It's 1.45am, better late than latER. Time to P-A-R-T-Y!

But before heading out the door, one last obstacle is slapped to my face... I NEVER HAVE THE RIGHT SHOES TO WEAR!!! Aiyoooooooo!

Pfffffttttt!~

WHY THERE IS SOMEONE FOR EVERYONE EXCEPT ME

2007-06-01T00:30:00.001+08:00

I have so many things to learn about dating, MEN, and their confusing taste in women. Honestly, I have been away from the dating scene for far too long that I forget what it feels like to have someone. If I do find that special guy, how do I know if he likes me? And why am I even thinking about this when no guy has even asked me out on a date? DESPERATION? No lah! I just want to be prepared in case Ricky Martin asks me out sometime soon.

My role in life has always been "one of the boys". I am happy chillin with my mates. Having them around is like having so many boyfriends who I can hug anytime when I feel like it. Since my adolescence, they never failed to protect me from boys who are like them. I am also glad to meet and remain friends with the girls that come and go in their lives.

A bonus is that my "bouncers" introduce me to their hot male friends. I never realized that even as far as KL, I would still play that part. One clubbing night, I brought a guy (till now I still don't know if I could call him my date) to meet the gang. Their jaw dropped. And he is now a good friend of mine who I set up with my gurlfriends. So you see, I am indeed just a true blue pimp.

I have never tapau (take-out) "1 night boyfriends" home, and if I do we would be faced with the greatest contraception of all - my embarrassingly messy room. Yes I'm still a senorita waiting for a maid to clean up. My best pal has slept over, and now I truly believe that there is such a thing as a platonic relationship despite sleeping on the same bed! HURRAH! Am I such a good girl or what sistah?!

Being one of the boys has taught me to NEVER seriously consider men I meet in clubs. They try to give me these cheezy pick up lines. They show their interest in me, but once I converse with topics that is worth talking about, they run to the next brainless babe. Disappointing at times to see some rare hot men go with some "exotic" chics that I myself wouldn't date, if I were a guy. But who am I to judge. I'm not a hot chic but neither do I understand their taste. Most often than not, I see this every single weekend. I just shrug and tell myself that "beauty is in the eyes of the beerholder". Lucky I'm not the one holding the bottle.

Maybe the world is not ready for me, or I may just be meant to be single and play "OLD MAID" with the widowers when I reach 60. Or MAYBE I'M JUST A GIRL...NOT YET A WOMAN. But one thing's for sure, Ricky Martin has yet to find me :)

I'm just having too much fun with them ... I think this is why I'm single.

MY SILLY KL LIFE

2007-05-16T15:27:00.000+08:00

Coming to KL was a big leap for me, done with my eyes closed. I was luckily dumped in Singapore, left with little money (thank God for my friend Coly), to top it all off...MY TREASURES WERE IN MANILA - I'm talking about my shoes, clothes. How much worse could it be? All my life I have always been in my comfort zone, with my baby poochies and kitties, family, friends and NANNIES! My life begins a new chapter, and this is why I fell in love with the city...

1. LOOKING AT THE BRIGHTER SIDE OF THINGS...
I was overwhelmed with the difference of Singapore and KL that I truly got the shock of my life. Coming straight from the comforts of Singapore's secure and orderly system, I cried myself to sleep for 3 days, in disbelief that I can't even walk to 7-eleven on my own, everything is too far that I need a car while being warned about rape cases of cab drivers if I do take a taxi etc. Transport system sucks, my driver is not around anymore to bring me to places, nor do I have a car. And so, on my first weekend, I literally rushed back to Singapore. On the way back to KL, I made friends with my seatmate Mark (awesome dude who now works in Australia), and he painted a positive view of KL that made me think that things will somehow be better. I have never seen him since, but we keep in touch, and one thing he said after patiently hearing all my griping was "Give KL a chance". Now I'm a firm believer that bad luck will strike you "ONLY IF YOU'RE STUPID." I say, it's the same BS, different country...thus

2. MY GROWING PAINS
I have never EVER done my own laundry before. Prior to moving, I truly detested washing dishes and would rather eat out or make "tapau"(chinese word that means take out). My room is a mess, clothes and shoes all over the place - thus I try to be a “celibate shopper” (I need Loony to fold my clothes neatly). Initially I was offended when my friend asked me to iron his shirt, I told him “go get yourself a maid”. However, being a domestic newbie is quite enjoyable, for the meantime. No one will marry me after reading this, but don’t get me wrong … at least I can cook!!! Disclaimer: Never be dependent on microwave unless you’re born lazy.

3. PARTY TILL WE DROP... err till 3am only lah!
Such a hard task to do considering “partying” is so new to me (tsk tsk). Believe me, doing this keeps one youngER. So on my first day of work, without reservations I asked my colleague Lynn – “So, who goes clubbing?” She quickly pointed out the "Queen and Princess" of clubbing (their identities shall remain a secret, but you can call princess "Loony" for now). My new galpals took me to a Foam Party at Liquid, t'was an exhilarating experience. Next day, while sleeping in the comforts of mah transit home at Ann Tu's, my colleague Susan (she has shown me the perfect place to party) took me to Cynna Bar. This is one night I shall never forget! - I'll explain later. One time, Princess Clubber "Loony" asks me "Where do you want to go?" I suggested Cynna Bar ... Loony excitedly says out loud "I HAVE NEVER SEEN SO MUCH GOOD LOOKING MEN IN 1 PLACE AT ONE TIME!!!" While poor Alisa was pestered by the DOMs (Dirty Old Men - no punn intended!) So that explains it :) THANK YOU SUSAN CHEE!

4. CATWALK THE STREETS OF KL
My ex-housemate Shanice always makes sure that I get to the other side of the road safely while walking like a supah mowdel! But when she’s not around to hold my elbow (like I'm an "Auntie"), I learned to RUNNNNNNNNN with my pal Romain to Sungei Wang Mall wearing my 3-in heels, or walk the walk with galpal Pagan.

5. EAT AT THE "FOOD COURT" (Chinese) or MAMAK (Halal only)
What one needs is a big appetite and an empty stomach to survive this. Words won't do justice to this Malaysian experience, my mouth waters thinking about the taste of each dish - It would be nice to do a food review hmmmm. My favorites are Nasi Lemak, Prawn Mee, and Soup Kambing! My other ex-housemate Linda introduced me to a popular Malaysian activity called "yumcha" (like drinking session with NO ALCOHOL) at a Mamak near our house. I am addicted to teh tarik (tea with condensed milk ayayay!) and the elusive, hard to find cendol.

6. R-E-S-P-E-C-T DIVERSITY

KL embraces the individuality of its people, culture and the oh so yummy food. I have been blessed with warm, kind-hearted friends who like to party (of course), and I could never ask for more.

Up till 6 months ago, I could only dream of the life that I live now. With the people I meet, things I see and experience, my silly KL life isn't so bad after all.

... I am reborn.

A toast to lasting friendships and a lifetime of fun-filled KL memories!