Happy Belated Birthday to myself

BIRTHDAY, the one special day out of the 365 normal days in a year. It's special somehow, that when friends forget their birthday wish, when your bf/gf don't mention anything about going out , when your boss says you have to OT on your birthday, you get upset easily.

I had my birthday on last Tuesday, but it was not until Thursday that anyone celebrated for me. I don't know how others would have felt, but I was EMO on the lonely Tuesday. But anyway, Thursday was fun nonetheless.

After a surprising Chocolate Banana cake late birthday celebration in Old Town, Jaya One (again thanks to all of you who celebrated for me), we went to Midvalley.


With a stomach full of chocolate banana, my friends and I went Starbucks Coffee after buying movie tickets. Had a cup of Dark Cherry Mocha Frappucino. Was very excited to order it at first, since the last time I had it I couldn't have enough of it. But this time around I didn't like it.

There was a little taste of almond in the drink. And I hate almond tea, almond milk, whatever with almond. Except for almond chocolate - and even still, I don't take almond chocolate as my favourite. Anyway, who will? Hazelnut chocolate or macadamian is much better isn't it.


Struggled to finish my cup of coffee, we went watching Madagascar 2. Funny as usual, but I would say that Madagascar 2 has not been better than the first. But still, the extremely-cool penguins, the hilarious Zebra, the lion that likes to show off, the confidently sexy hippo, and the whining giraffe in love - they made me laugh at least.


And really, I LOVE the penguins. You rocks!

The movie ended around 5p.m., we walked around and saw that Dior happened to be promoting its new mascara. Free testing. Urm well, we were not really kiasu, but hmm.....Dior mascara free putting on for you wei...Lol.

So you could've guess, I and my friend went tried out the new Dior mascara. I chose the blue colour mascara, but since my eyelashes weren't long enough, and weren't curve enough.... the effect of the blue mascara couldn't really be seen.


With the blue Dior mascara put on free of charge, I walked into Sushi King third floor to have dinner. Friend Sham and I got a few sushi dishes, but apparently Sham who had sushi for the first time didn't enjoy herself.

Anyway, I enjoyed my sushi as usual. Ah, all those salmon. Raw. Smoked. Grilled. I love them all!


After the sushi meal, we headed back home. When I reached home, it was raining and the traffic was so jammed.

While walking back from the bus stop the driver of one of the cars offered a ride to me, but I hadn't have the mood (rain and jam and all that) and honestly a little afraid (sky was dark and I was alone). So I simply ignored and walked my way back. Wonder should I have at least say a "No, thank you" ? Oh well.

Although the day ended raining again, but I still enjoyed the outing with friends. Thanks again to Sham, PeiZhi, Hwang for taking me to Midvalley. :)

And sure again to PS, WS, LC, YR (who came just to bring the cake and celebrate for me), thank you! I like the cake a lot. ^^


Birthday is one special day out of the normal 365 days in a year, and it is friends that make it special. Thank you everyone who remembers and willing to make the effort to wish me and celebrate for me. I had a special birthday, at least. :)

Oh and, friends on my facebook can check out more photos there. If you're not in my facebook friends list - you can always add me! - eternalbaroque@hotmail.com

And, yeah, HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY to me :)

Pubbing, the other world.

The band went down the stage after their last song. The stage turned dark as colourful lights dimmed. Drinks were almost finish. The smell of smoke filled the air, as people sat down after the excitement, lighting up cigarettes.

After a few minutes, the stage was bright with green, yellow, red lights, yet again. Techno music started as the DJ ran his fingers smoothly on the turntable. Three girls wearing only hot pants and sexy tops swiftly went up the stage on their high heels. Beers were continuously being poured into glasses, as people started getting excited to move their bodies. The night had just begun.



On Saturday I went to a pub at Sri Hartamas with friends. We were going to watch my friend's friend's band performing.

Yet more than watching a band performance, the pub itself offered much more surprise, and entertainment.

After the band performed their last song, I was surprised that there was extra entertainment that night. A troupe of sexy dancers who called themselves "Sexy Girls" grabbed the stage and everyone's attention, as they danced sexily on high heels and in super short pants and luring tops.

The night got heater as the girls moved their stage to the middle of the pub, dancing between the ceiling and the sofas. Light balls of luminuous colours illuminate their body movements as they walked and moved in "sex-suggesting" movements. People got excited, some guys gave one shot of beer to the girls, cheering as they drank it in one gulp.


Sexy Girls were not the only surprise that caught my attention that night. Things happened under the table were equally eye-opening as well.

Men in their middle ages gathered at a corner, drinking up jug and jug of beer. In each of their arms, a sexy waitress sitting on his lap, or stand hugging his waist, or caressing him. And believe me, the "caressing" was not just kissing on the cheek or touching the face. It was more than that, much MORE. And I'll leave the space for imagination for you.

As one of the Sexy Girls did her stunning movement of opening wide her legs upside down, and one of the uncles opposite caressed the whole body of the sexy waitress, I felt sick.

And so this was the world of sexy dirty money.

The night ended as the trance music started to fade. DJ Ice came over to our table and talked a little, pouring beer into the glasses. My friends and I chit-chat for a while before leaving the pub as it closed.


It was the first time ever I went such pub and pub-bing in such a way, watching dancers dancing sexily, waitresses caressing customers. I've always known such a world exists among us, so much nearer than we thought. However when the world was so near to be observed, the feeling was totally different.

The heart beats that sync together with the techno music. The smell of cigarettes sinking into the clothes. The urge to keep watching as the dancers danced like what-ever. The feeling of sickness when peeping what people were doing under the table. The struggle not to fall, as the world of women, sex, and alcohol came so close.

"Clubbing brings out the devil inside you," a girl friend once said.

And pubbing, it surfaces the doubt in the world you're living, the values, the worths, the things you thought is important.

Pubs, the place to forget all about you know about this world. And start a new rule. Try it if you dare to.


P/S : But I would not encourage one to.
P.P/S : The band was cool, they were playing canto rock and some classic english rocks.

What A Sexy World

It's been such a loooong time i never update, isn't it. Been up and down these days, things like my own birthday (18 nov people! lol), The Sun coming-interview and my new bass kept me occupied.

Finally, I'm here to write something, again. *evil grin*.

In a world in which Britney Spears went out without underwear and Gong Li showed almost half of her boobs in movie, surely, we've been using the word "sexy" very often now and then.


Sexy is a very complicated word, come to think of it.

What actually constitutes SEXY?

Friend Vin listed things like : nice long legs, nice hair, not too thin, curvy figure, etc.

And friend W once said that a long nice black hair can make a girl looks even better.


"When she wears miniskirt, I feel she is sexy," said guy friend Vin, referring to another girl we both know.

Last week on MSN a guy friend J was talking about going to Singapore. He has recently just become single and available again.

"Ah, all those mini skirts," J said longingly. So guess sexy for him requires a mini skirt also.

Nice long legs, is a must.


"Sexy means the body looks nice in the clothes the girl is wearing," said Vin, "Pretty is another thing."

However, when asked about how would he define sexy, guy friend W said : "A girl has to have a pretty face, to be sexy."

"If the girl has damn nice legs, but the face like frog - how could you say she is sexy?!" expressed W.


So sexy only covers the body part, or does it request some sort of beauty in the face also?

No conclusion has been drawn so far, but I personally thinks that sexy doesn't require a pretty face.

I guess the best answer on how to define sexy, comes from girl friend S. She thinks that sexy means covering but also showing a little of the body. E.g. Sari.

All covered yet it's sexy. No more explaination needed. Look.


Personally I think sexy isn't something that is too direct - it's not something that shouts out to people : "Look at ME!" Such as a large eye scoop of your breasts or showing butt line with jeans sooo low.

Instead sexy is something that is INDIRECT. It happens when you're not trying too hard to be sexy. Long legs in skinny jeans and heels. Curvy body in fitting dress.


Sexy is something that you feel about a girl, even by just looking from behind of her wide bare back; or by just glancing through the mirror that reflects her long smooth legs; or by just watching her sleeves slides down her fair silky shoulder from sideway.


Sexy, it's still too complicated a word to define. Yet it's rich enough to describe everything that is sexy.

So.....girl, are you ready to be sexy? 'Cause the world is becoming sexier, and sexier. ;)

From whom do we live

Hands trembling, she tried hard to stand up from her chair. Lines and lines of veins, became more clearly to be seen on her skinny arms as she slowly lifted herself up.

She got herself up and sat down beside the bed, where today papers spread messily on it. Her short curly hair did not move in the air-conditioned room, as she bent to find for the contact book on the table beside the bed.

"Here it is," she said, her once beautiful brown eyes glimmered, as she found the book.

It was Mooncake Festival in September when I last saw my grandmother. She has been older.


Looking at the old yellowed photo hanging on the wall, it was unimaginable, how time could have taken everything from us.

Her skinny arms was once round and firm; Her hair was once long and wavy; Her eyes were once full of energy.

She had spent almost her entire life bringing up her family and the families of her children. Wrinkles deepen each year.

I was never close to her - how I wish I could be, and I think some time younger I used to be scared of her. However as time flies by she has been older, so much older that she couldn't scold me or glare at me anymore, and I've been older too.

Old enough to see that I have not much time left to appreciate her.

After all, it is her life that was devoted to her children that brings me to life. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here.

Please take care of your parents and grandparents. If it wasn't for them, we wouldn't be here.

Before I end this post, here is a Thai insurance commercial that I would like to show you...... Although it's bad for a commercial, but it's touching enough for a story. :)

When smoke gets into your eyes

"I'm stressed, I want to smoke," said a girl friend P while yum-cha-ing (to have a drink and talk crapz in mamak stall for hours) late night on Friday.

And instantly the three men at the table, smoking, started encouraging her to start smoking. The only two who don't smoke at the table were P and I.

I refused to smoke for any reasons, but probably Virginia Slims would get me.


It was only Thursday when I saw three girls smoking at mamak stalls. They were tall, slim and smoking hot.

Girl friend S thus said that smoking looks sexy. Smoking makes a girl slimmer. But girl friend B firmly insisted that smoking is bad for health.

"Never ever smoke," said B.

On another occasion, a guy friend Vin said : "Once you say the girl smokes, I don't think she's hot anymore."

And back to the yum-cha scene on Friday night - it actually lasted till Saturday early morning - there were three girls at the table, and one of us did smoke. And she was pretty, sexy, and hot. To me.

Strangely these days I'm finding more and more ladies who smoke are prettier and sexier.


No yellow teeth, no darker lips, no shorter height, no blurry eyes, no disgusting smells. Instead they are tall and SLIM, and SEXY.

So does smoking makes a lady sexy, or it makes her go down the drain in a guy's mind like the one of Vin?

In my opinion, a lady smoking IS sexy when she holds something like Virginia Slims and very confident about everything of herself.

Smoking might actually boost the confidence of a lady, I guess. When you see them puffing smokes into the air, it's almost like the whole world is in their hands with no doubt.


But of course, when a lady smokes too much that her teeth goes yellow and her voice sounds like duck, it's not sexy anymore.

Talking rationally, I think that smoking appropriately elegantly is sexy, but the price to pay in the end might be too much.

On Sunday I interviewed a man who had gone through five bypass within 24 hours.

"Don't smoke, " advised him, for countless times.

So stop smoking, ladies. One puff of cigarette means one part of your lungs has blacken. And it wouldn't be clean after 10 years of not smoking.

But still, the world would be less interesting and less sexier to see, if every lady stops smoking.

Evil enough, I still enjoy watching ladies smoking away sexily, when smoke gets into your eyes.

Pregnant, at 21.

Being a mother is sweet, holy, and a sign of becoming matured.

What about being a mother at early 20s?

Would it remain sweet, holy and a sign of becoming matured; Or would it becomes scary, ugly and a sign of coming disaster?

Nowadays the cases of underage pregnancy still shock us, but we could shake our heads at it and comment that these teenagers should wait longer; however when it comes to cases of pregnancy at early 20s, we have very contradicting comments among ourselves.

Certainly early 20s isn't underage anymore, and certainly couples could have sex at this point of age - provided that if you have no issue against premarital sex, like me.

But what if the young girl get pregnant?

Following the previous post on "Should girls have sex with their bfs", my friends and I had another discussion yesterday. This time around, we're looking the issue from a new angle - the becoming-a-mother-possibility-and-whether-it's-good-or-bad angle.

Friend S talked about her close friend during high school, had just pregnant and got married. The couples are both young, at their 21s. Both are highly educated, and their families know about their relationship all along, too.

So friend S was kind of disagreed with pregnancy and marriage because of pregnancy at such a young age 21.

"The girl could have have more fun in years to come, but she got herself pregnant at 21, " said S, with a hint of sighing.

The question now is : Should young couples get married because of pregnancy at early 20s?

According to S, certainly she doesn't agree to that. A girl is at her best times at 20s, having a baby, family, and all, ruin all the fun.

Imagine that when other girls of your age are shopping, hanging out and flirting, you are changing diapers, cooking porridge, and washing your husband's underwear - it's really such a waste to become a wife and mother at early 20s.


Friend W had another point though. Getting pregnant and married young, would minimize the age gap between generations - thus the communication gap between generations could be made smaller.

Nowadays young people don't talk to their grandparents, and even parents - they're too old-fashioned to know about what we're talking about. Thus by having baby and marrying young, your son or daughter would reach 20s as you just reach 40s. A 20-year gap makes much difference in the ways of communication.

But of course, thinking rationally, I would say that I agree with S that people should not marry because of pregnancy at early 20s.

Even though the communication gap could be solved, the effect can only be seen in 20 years later - in the 20 years waiting for that gap to be seen solved, a young mother is spending her days with diapers, kitchen, and laundry for 20 years.

Getting married because of pregnancy at early 20s seems to be more of a waste for the young couples, than benefits and convenience (some people say that it saves your trouble of finding and finding for the Mr. Right).

So as I see it : You can have sex with your lovers at early 20s, but please spot the bad guys before they enter you, and when you're letting a guy in - please use condom. And preferably take birth-control pills also.



You don't want to be happy for three months for becoming a mother and wife, and unhappy for 20 years to come.

Psychologists said that an unhappy mother would cultivate an unhappy child. Note that! Only get pregnant when you already had it all PLANNED out.

Good luck to every young couples out there!


Reference : Should girls have sex with their bfs

Please do not fuck here, thank you.

I don't know if you've ever encountered such listening-mistake, but certainly my friends and I laughed a great deal out of this.

As we drove into a car park on Monday, one my friends turned and asked the driving friend : "So you always fuck here lah?"

And for a minute the driving friend was stunned, I was stunned, before anyone started reacting - and came to conscious and logics that he was talking about "park", not "fuck". Lol.

But of course after the friend who was asking the question knew that his words were "mis-interpreted", he felt fucked instead. :P



However, it wasn't the first time to encounter such silly mis-interpretation.

Once upon a time the parking ticket machine used a voice who used to say :

"Please insert your fucking ticket"

to every car-parkers.

But after some time, my friends were surprised to find that the ticket machine has changed to use another lower, more precise voice who says in a very clear pronunciation :

"Please insert your PARKING ticket."

And seriously the new voice certainly did emphasize on the word PARKING when he tells it.

It seems that the word "parking" does sound like "fucking". The next time you heard anyone asking you in the car park: "So you want to fuck here?"

Don't lah think senget or get excited too soon, lol. Maybe it's just about the parking, and not fucking.



Oh btw, I accidentally came across this info - there really is a town in Austria, near the city of Salzburg, named Fucking. And that picture at the beginning of this post was the signboard of the Fucking town.

The town attracted more tourists than the nearby towns for its Fucking signboard. However locals are fed up with the Fucking name, even though it brings them a lot of tourism income.

Anyway, enough fucking today! I'll stop the foul word now. :P

A natural retreat

How long has it been since the last time you stop and smell a flower?

Once in a while, we all need a halt from the rat-race in the city. A one-day trip to Fraser's Hill serves just that purpose to escape.

Fraser's Hill is located near Raub, Pahang. It is a perfect location to feel in peace with nature.

So I went there with my family on a Sunday morning.


Before getting to Fraser's Hill's Gap, we stopped by for a while at the old Pasar at Kuala Khubu. The shops there were of historical designs, caught a glimpse of it while driving around.

Old China Town buildings

At 11 a.m. we reached the Gap, driving into a long and winding one-way road up the cap of Fraser's Hill. The air is cooling and refreshing, a natural air-conditioner. :P

After driving for about 8km, we reached the cap finally. Saw a large golf court and buildings covered with leaves and such.

So we drove uphills, and my Dad took out his binoculars and we started bird-watching. @.@. I saw quite a lot of birds, but they were so good with camouflage, that with my phone's camera, you don't see it even when it's right there.

This is a photo I took, where there's a brown-coloured bird resting on a branch.


Erm, nothing, right?! ? I myself couldn't see any bird until zoom-in for like, 8x?!..and still in 8X it's a blur brown spot that I am not even sure if it's really the bird. But I saw the bird with my own eyes outside the camera indeed!

For about half an hour we were bird-watching, until I felt really bored (ok, i'm not a nature lover...urm, not a bird-watching lover..lol). We drove more uphills, through another long, really winding road up to the Waterfall.


We still have to walk on foot for sometime before reaching the Waterfall. Though along the way you could see lot of greeneries, and a slow flowing peaceful stream under the bridge. It was a relief for the eyes as well I guess, with all these anti-stress-adants.


One of the photos that I like. Over there were father and daughter, the father leading his little daughter walking slowly along the bank. The father was accompanying his daughter running before that, it was so cute! :)

So we finally saw the Waterfall after walking up and down fleets of stairs (Ah, I hate stairs. ><). The waterfall view from far :
The water was running fast here, the sound of the water rushing down was loud. Some people were swimming, playing around near the Waterfall. But we didn't get down.

After chilling for a while we headed back again. Then I saw this amazing tree :


The tree was literally growing without soil. The roots were struggling to hook on the rocks at the bank. The water had been too fast at that spot I guess.

Even trees could hold on to the last minute, why couldn't we? A piece of mind.

So we drove back the way we came, I decided to take a photo at the square.


OK, that's a typical nerd tourist who took photo in front of a memorial clock tower. ><>

Yeah, that's a Post Office at Fraser's Hill. The design was really beautiful.

We went down the winding road again to the Gap and I took photo of an old historical Chinese tea shop. Believed to have been there for more than 20 years.


After all these long winding roads we took, finally we were hungry like...anything la. haha. So we had our lunch at Kuala Khubu, eating crabs.


You can see how big was the "Gong"! And I ate that, hehe XD....

Fraser's Hill trip was nice, cool, and refreshing. You can have greeneries, birds, butterflies, waterfall, jungle-trekking...... It's a perfect place certainly for nature-lovers.

But a city bug like me....probably prefer to stay in front of the computer blogging than walking up and down the fleets of stairs or going up and down the long, winding roads for birds and waterfall. ><

Anyway, it's still a natural retreat indeed! :)

The unknowns in everyday-life.

I'm sure most of you have seen this. You've seen it, touched it, tasted it, but have you heard of it?

What do you call this cute little thing?

Ji Dan Gao (Egg Kuih) ? o.O

But it's a Malay traditional snack. Should have a Malay name, isn't it?

Caught you speechless?

Well, well, this cute little kuih is called Bahulu.

Bahulu is a Malay traditional snack, and is a favourite among Malaysians of all ages. It comes in different shapes, but the popular ones are the goldfish and the button (the picture above). [on how to make Bahulu]

I'd been to a Malay wedding lunch this afternoon with my family - it's our neighbour's daughter getting married. And the lady sitting with us at the same table told me about the Bahulu.

This lady came all the way from Johor Bharu to Kuala Lumpur here, and she indeed seems friendly, and very traditional.

For chinese it would have been a chaos already among the parents and old folks, if we uses colour black and white as the theme for wedding. But obviously it's not the case for Malays.

The whole theme of the Malay wedding I went was in black and white - the tents were decorated with black and white fabrics, the tables were covered with white cloths, the flowers in the glasses placed on the tables were white, the close family members were wearing black and white baju kebaya and others (forgive me, I really did not study thoroughly in high school when it's the chapter of Traditional Costumes).

Certainly the Malays do not have an issue with grayscales, and maybe it's even a good colour for them.

So I had the lunch there, some rice, some veggies, some sambal, some daging, and that's it. We went back after eating with delicate fans as souvenirs - one would really wonder, why a Malay wedding would gives out Chinese-styled fans as souvenirs? Btw, it's China made and cheap LAH.

Maybe that's the reason.

The whole thing isn't such a bizarre event, but it kinda struck me, when I sudenly realized that I really don't know how to bersalam appropriately. I was feeling awkward the whole time I was there - not in place kind of feel.

We were the only Chinese family there when we arrived. So as I ate and watched these Malay people walking, talking, smiling around, I'm having a strange feeling - so I've been living among crowds of Malays for 20 years (we're one whole Malaysian family wat), but still they seem so near, yet so far.

I know them all along, but I never really get to know them deeper. How they talk, how they bersalam, how they eat, how they joke. Is it me being biased so I'm avoiding myself getting close? Or is it simply because they're so many, so near, and so normal in the background that I fail to notice their specialty?

Oh well, crapped too much again today. Thanks a lot for reading, please comment! :P

Should girls have sex with their bfs?

What do you think about it?

At this age (20 something), is it OK to have sexual relationship already with our lovers?

Does giving our bodies up to our guys help to keep him by your side, or instead it makes him get bored faster and leaves sooner?

One friend of mine, A, thinks that nothing is forbidden when your feelings are turned on. Everyone, man or woman, in this world has desire; it's a very normal thing to come to sex when you're in relationship - isn't it too kesian that even your guy don't feel desire for YOU?

A is open-minded with this - she thinks it's perfectly OK to have sex if both parties feel the desire, the drive, the rush of adrenaline to feel each other's body. It's not about the guy is your future husband or what - you love him at that time, and that's all is required.

And then there's a girl friend B, who is skeptical about sex, hates, scared of, disgusted with anything about sex, the total Ms. Pure - but that was before she has the boyfriend now. It shocked the gang of friends we're in, when she told us that she has lost her virginity to her boyfriend.

And thenB is still a bit awkward with sex, but she's feeling more and more "selamba" with the issue having sexual relationship with her lover. Though she also decided prior already that this boyfriend would certainly be her future husband - so that's the reason she can accept pre-marrital sex. And I've seen her with her bf - they communicate like husband and wife alraedy. With no doubt her bf is certain about marrying B also.

Ok, so there's enough said from girl part. We shall listen to what guys would have to say instead.

A guy friend, C, has been in a relationship with his girlfriend for the longest time. Years he'd been in relationship with the same girl. And his girl is hot no doubt! (I saw her:P) But it shocked us too, when he honestly told the gang of friends we're in that he had never got to sex with his gf. So, WHY?! For desire, is a normal thing for mammal like us what.

So he said : "Yeah we'd a lot of times nearly got to that, but I stopped myself."

Again, another WHY?!

"Because I really love her, and I really sayang her."

And it suddenly struck me at the time he said that. When a guy is really seriously in love with a girl, he would consider MORE than ever. If a guy truly loves, he would also be truly responsibled. If a guy truly loves, he would also truly considers everything.

When he doesn't think for your future together, he's not seriously in love.

There's another guy friend, D, who just mentioned the same thing to me. D had been in relationship for a long time too, and he's serious with it that he hopes he can marry with this girl in the future. And also, in shock, he said he never got to sex with his gf either. Everything can wait, when a guy truly loves a girl and wants to be with her forever and ever.

D said : "I think that if a girl have sex with her bf, it'll only make the bf leaves her sooner.

"Guys are fast to get bored."

OH, so that's the case?! And D said it was his opinion after knowing some stories of others himself. When a guy has got all from a girl (include the sex), then he'll lose his interest in the girl very soon. Mysteries, unexplored, is what keeps us hooked, isn't it?

So that's opinions from 2 girl friends, and 2 guy friends.

Strangely, through what I've gathered in conversations with friends, guys and girls, I find that girls are actually more open with sex in relationships, than are guys. o.O

Girls mostly, and basically consider with heart -the feelings; Sex can go, if the feeling is right. But guys, when they're serious about the relationship (Yeah, SERIOUS, cannot be emphasized enough), they consider the sex issue with brain - the rationality; Sex can only go when he thinks he has the sufficient ability to make his girl happy and loved, not only 5 minutes now, but also 50 years in the future.

And then we come back to the question again........Should girls have sex with their bfs?

Does having sex with bfs keeps them longer or chases them away faster?

For me, I guess it's a matter of different people. But girls, we all have to learn to protect our bodies! Please spot the bad guys before they enter you. (Again i cant emphasize enough the importance.)

However, when a guy really loves you, my girl, you're sooooo lucky. Blessings to everyone i know! :)


Follow-up : Pregnant, at 21.