Merdeka!!

Today is the national independence day of Malaysia. And every Malaysian ..well almost every..is a day of celebration. Some celebrate for the right reasons, while others celebrate it simply because it's a holiday and they don't need to work. For me, it's just any other day. So much for my patriotism huh?

But after a nice relaxing afternoon nap, I took some quiet time to reflect on Malaysia as it is today. And I must say I simply and truly love my country (despite the fact that I disobeyed orders to fly the national flag on my car!). People have often asked me would I be willing to migrate overseas, and in the course of my work I often been offered an opportunity to relocate overseas, but somehow I am unable to explain why when I think of leaving my beloved land, my heart grows heavy. Sure there is a lot of crap in the country, and a lot of complaints, but heck, which country is actually perfect? I don't think even the U of S of A is perfect , is it?

Somehow for a lot of people the grass is always greener on the other side....and a lot somehow think that Malaysia consist only of lalang and cow-grass!! Shame on those of you because we are indeed very fortunate to be living in a land that is generally peaceful and harmonious. People say that it's dangerous in Malaysia, but let's not compare ourselves to the controlled land tht's located south of us. I can still drive around alone in my car in the middle of the night :D

And people complain about the jam and the tolls. They should try going to Bangkok. And I was in Netherlands, and it's jam there too. In fact people actually take 1-2 hours to get to work and they're so used to it that I don't hear them complaining! And don't forget how high their taxes are so that explains why they don't have as much toll roads as us. And the petrol...don't even talk about how expensive fuel is compared to ours!!

What about shopping?!! Do you know how great it is to be able to finish work and yet still be able to go shopping after that? Your night activities are so varied. Now if I were to be stuck in UK, I only have 2 choices - the pub or the telly at home. Shops close by 5 except on Thursday. Imagine if that happens here, we will have plenty of lepak-ing people in the tamans. AND THE MOST important thing about Malaysia compared to any other country in the world. THE FOOD!!! Yummy.....Which other place can u wake up at 3am in the morning and still be able to find a warm nasi lemak or sizzling hot roti canai to eat? WHERE? WHERE?

So guys....no more asking. I love my country. I was born here, I will live here, and I will die here. For my country, I pledge my loyalty. And may God protect and bless this beautiful land I call home.

Work - Do or Die?

I'm not feeling very happy now. In fact I'm feeling rather tired. Rather pissed. Very irritated. And my whole freaking body is aching. Then I wonder why am I feeling so "out" and it all boils down to a mail I just received. It's a "love letter" from a client. Not so much full of loving words I would say. More like words with nouns like "you must", "I expect you", "give it to me ASAP". All very self-centred words I would say. Usually I would just take this mail and meekly accept it's demand and fulfill its commandments, but today I'm really tired. I just finished a meeting with another customer that ran on and on for almost 10 hours, and then I come home to find this demanding mail. So I cracked. I lost my cool. I did what a customer-oriented personnel should never do - I told the guy to f**k off. *Gasp*

OK...I fantasised that I could tell the customer to go blow his own dick, but I am such a politically correct person most of the time that sometimes I really hate it. So anyway today I just told this nice email writer that I really don't think his demands are logical or fair to me, and that he should really consider getting his head examined if he expected me to do all he asked for free. Just not his luck to catch me on a day when I am having PMS. Yeah...we girls can always blame it on the PMS. "Ooops, sorry, was I rude that day to you? It must have been my PMS" :)
And all will be forgiven......

I know customers always think they are right. When I am a customer I think I am always right too. If I paid for it, you are my slave and you do what I ask you to do. BUT since I always seem to be getting shitty services anyway, guess it's only fair that I provide some shitty services too. I know I know, this should not be the culture. I always try to remind myself that EMOTIONS SHOULD NEVER LEAD BUT FOLLOW INSTEAD. But it sure is tough to follow that rule. Especially when everyone seems to be out to irritate me :( Maybe it's just all in my mind, or maybe my customers should get a day in my shoes for once to know what's it like to feel sooooo trapped within, sooooooo suffocated, soooooooooooooo wanting to escape to a nice island. I pray for release from this cruel world. DO YOU HEAR ME LORD?!! Let me go please .......

COP ranting out some of her frustrations in life :(

Passion to RUSH

So finally we arrived at Passion. Expectation was running high since everyone was giving the place such a great review.Well no review is a review if it's not by COP.

The place was pretty small and packed. No interesting guy in sight. More of matured 'uncles' still in their work clothes. Sexy girls?? Come on lar, the sexiest was LL. (*holding my chest as I say this...somehow there is some pain there*). If u're the kind who likes sleeping around (and I mean really sleeping and not the slut kind of sleeping), u're gonna love this place coz it has lotsa soft comfy sofas. Basically there's not much place to move. Just a small little dance floor in front of the deejay. And the music was well..just too trance for most of us. By 12 everyone seemed to be dissapearing and then we discovered why :)

They were addicted to the "drug" downstairs called Poppy. That placed was packed and hot. And I mean HOT coz it's kinda open air and aircond-less. Thankfully my nose was kinda senseless due to the alcohol so I did not have to breathe in those sweaty body smell. Did I say sweaty? I should say wet instead! I was so "fortunate" to bump into some people on the dance floor and feel their skin glide (or stick..eeeww) against mine. The music was pretty good and danceable tracks but overall too crowded for dancing enjoyment coz u're either always hitting someone, or someone is trying to use their bum to shove u off!!! You know lar, I am so light and fragile :D

I really would like to give this place a thumbs up but heck, it can't be that great a place if my 2 male companions actually fell asleep in there (??!!??) And NOOOO, it was not because the rest of us were boring, I think it was more because these 2 guys just gotten too old for the night life? Hmm, can't actually say that coz they were real perky and awake after that when we were having our spicy hot nasi lemak supper. So what gives Sun and Boo? Not enough sexy chicks maybe?

If Poppy was hot, RUSH was like a gathering of rowdy and unpolished people who came from the villages. Sounds too sarcastic and pompous? Well that's actually the nicest way I could put it!!! It must have been the absolutely most horrible club I have ever set foot in. Even the gay club in Central Market was better than this! First of all there was this really boring Miss Malaysia pageant going on that seems to last 4ever and ever. Heck I did not pay good money to sit for hours watching some silly girls parading around. Why did I not leave? Well I'm too cheapskate. I paid my cover charge so have to at least sit few hours to make it worth it. Hahaha. Everyone was practically shouting and begging for music...and nothing can be more pathetic than going to a club with no music. O, the memory of it pains me. Well at least I was slightly entertained by my companion for the night who gotten slightly tipsy and imagined that contestant No.3 was surely gonna follow him home that night. Wake up lar Jeff..u deserve No.7 instead lar. When the darn pageant finally ended and the music came on, there was more torture awaiting. The music was sooo crap and so yesterday that I realy couldn't take it any much longer and walked off. I had to save myself finally. Overall RUSH was a record - worst club and only club where I drank only one glass of alcohol. Hmmm...maybe I was just too sober to enjoy. Well nothing I would miss there...really NOTHING was good.

COP bemoans the death of good quality clubbing scenes...

A friend or more?

An acquaintance of mine recently asked me this question - do u believe that a guy and a girl can be friend or good friends and not get involved romantically? Good question, but answer is rather unclear. I would say there is no ONE fix answer to this question. Depends on who HE is and who SHE is. As we all know, love can happen in a funny and unexpected way sometimes. Like for example today I may think Mr. A is friend material, but another day Mr. A might blossom into a "driver" material. Hahaha...for those who don't know me, my expectation of a bf is very simple. He has to be my driver. So I always refer to a bf as a driver. (at least that makes him useful in some way)

But back to that question. After thinking about it, I realised what the heck, most of my friends are guys! So now I am wondering do guys see me as a guy instead of a girl!!!! Maybe that's why some guys can't tell when I actually do like them romantically. Coz they think I am only a guy. O ya...Paul and I have a question. Does guy who had sex change operations (and at the same time retain their malehood) get to have sex with themselves? That would be pretty convenient, wouldn't it? Like the snails or was that the earthworm?

Aargh, I diverted again! So anyway, I think there are no reasons why a guy and a girl can't maintain a nice clean platonic friendship. In fact from personal opinion, sometimes I find you can talk to a guy more openly about a lot of nonsense things without them shrinking back and gasping in shock at u. And I think vice versa, guys enjoy a woman's opinions to things that happen in their life especially when seeking advice on how to chase some chick or how to make their gf fall hopelessly for them. I actually learn a lot from my male friends which I am sure none of my female friends would have been able to teach me. Like what kind of bra strap looks yucky. Or what kind of underwear (or none) looks sexy under a white pants. Hahaha..in fact today I even learn that guys prefer the girls not to move when having sex :-p Don't ask me why am I learning this (*angelic smile*) I only absorb information passed on to me :)

My conclusion as I told this nice male acquaintance of mine that asked me the Q, is that from the beginning of a friendship, it is best to specify that you will not be interested to have any kind of relationship with that person besides friendship only. Actually I never do that. But someone did it to me and I learnt from it. Ah...another thing I learnt from a guy :)

But what the heck! U can't stop someone from developing feelings for you right? We all just got to learn to be big adults and deal with it as it comes along. Think out of the box, and open your door to all possibilities :)

Have a happy PEAK ghost festival folks! (23 minutes more as I am writing this) Those who wanna go ghost hunting are invited to join me and MC on our ghost watching feat on Saturday :D Remember......think out of the box!!!!!

COP returns to blogging.......

Salute to over 30s women

This is a really good article that I read and totally loved ..........

This was written by Andy Rooney from CBS 60 Minutes. Andy Rooney says:
As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think. If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting.

A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing. Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get away with it.

Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated.

A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust the guy with other women. Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30. They always know.

A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not true of younger women.

Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.

Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her.

Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 30+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress. Ladies, I apologize.

For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free". Here's an update for you. Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire Pig, just to get a little sausage!

Behind Hazy Eyes

I wonder how picky this world has gotten. Why is it that organisations are crying for people to volunteer their time but when someone actually does it, they don't bother to reply to it?! Remember my "purpose of life" article? After writing that, I sent an application to volunteer at
the SPCA (society for prevention to animal) coz animals welfare is an issue that is very close to my heart and I believe tht is truly something I would enjoy doing. But aiyooooo....my sincere heart has not been acknowledge *dying of a broken heart now* Guess my next step is to volunteer myself to the zoo. Read yesterday in the newspaper how a volunteer has to start by cleaning chimpanzee's shit and slowly graduate to handling animals like Orang Utan. Sounds fair enough to me, so hopefully this intention to do good will be reciprocated this time !!!! Else I think I have to concentrate on taking care of human "animals" called kids!!! *can already feel a migraine coming on!*

Btw, what's with the haze nowadays? Everyday I look out my office window, I kinda forget and think I'm in Genting except Genting does not smell burnt. Told Paul the weather actually reminds me of Holland during our visit there on Christmas. All dark and gloomy looking. Seems everyone's mood in the office changes according to weather too. All pessimistic, all unconvinced and all sleepy head. I don't like the haze at all. No more jogging, no more swimming. Which means NO MORE FIT BODY. Was thinking about joining the gym until I heard some too interesting stories from 2 guys who frequent the gym. 1st guy tells me he has really good body(Well can't comment coz I have not actually seen his naked body but can only imagine it must be good !). Anyway, seems the gym are filled with gay guys and they really fit my idea of gay men. Muscular bodies, leng chai and smart looking. What a shame indeed. Imagine going to the gym and meeting some drop dead gorgeous guy u wanna hit on..keep hitting and hitting...why no result?!! Turns out the bugger is a real bugger who prefers to play the backside. Wasted effort..hai~~ So anyway, this poor friend of mine had to stop going to a particular branch of this gym coz gay guys kept hitting on him and one even stalked him to his car! Gulp~~~ Must give them 10 points for passionate and directness. The 2nd guy, he tells me when he is at the gym, he is always observing gals' bust. Now I give this guy 100 points for hamsap-ness! So with all these weirdos at the gym, I have second thoughts about even stepping foot into one.

Talking abt hamsap guy, our Paulie is one hamsap fella too. Told him I wanted lots of bra shopping in Bangkok and this so called Angelic guy says he will help me to see if it's fitting. Aiyo...now I worry if I picked the right company to go Bangkok with!! And Jay..thinking he would be good boy turns out to be secretly practising chicken styles - well at least me and Paulie thinks so since he's been MIA for a few days now. Don't kill us Jay!!! We always have wild thoughts :D Think i gotta bring a leash along and tie these 2 guys up when we go to Patpong else don't know what disease they bring back with them. O yeah, Patpong has a nice club call THE BED. The sound of it is already tempting enough yeah? ;) Paul was very attracted to the description of "skimpily dressed waitress". Ooo lalaaa..

And since we are on subject of skimpily dressed women, this Friday is gonna be good coz LL is going to display to us her skimpily dressed body. *Wolf whistle!!* Seems our missy says her body has become thin and sexy, and now's the time for her to show off her assets. Hmmmm...u better not let me down miss LL. I salute ur courage. As for me, I still believe I am fat so I think I better not make anyone puke on the dance floor.But let's hope it's gonna be a fun night. Me and LL agreed that it's probably gonna be our last night of clubbing together since it seems so extremely difficult to get people to even come clubbing with us. And I think after this night, our body gonna continue balloning up the weighting scales. Yes LL, admit it...we're never gonna get to our 47 and 48kg. Anyway it's an unhealthy weight for us. We look perfectly fine the way we are now. Good friends compliment each other, right? :D

COP says CHEERS to our last night of clubbing and entry into "responsible" adulthood...*pls note..this is not a guarantee,I am always allowed to go back on my words*

Ghost and Itchy Man

It’s the 7th month of the Chinese calendar, and it is believed that during this month the Gates of Hell opens and spirits set free to roam the earth. Barely a day after the gates were opened that I encountered the worst spirit that could ever roam the earth. It is called GHOST OF THE PAST. Even a real ghost wouldn’t have such a shocking effect I think. There I was happily window shopping when at the turn of my head I came face to face with the “ghost” – my ex. Why is this world really so small ?!!?! Unexpected encounter with a spirit of the nether world is always a frightening experience, but to meet a ghost of this world is well...what can I say – damn? Suddenly all the things I pushed behind my mind, things time had worked hard on healing came flooding back, and once again I am stuck with the question - is it love or denial?

Think it would be best for me to listen to MC’s advice and be a good “tiger” this year. Seems according to Feng shui, the “tiger” female faces a lot of challenges and obstacles in matters of love this year. So guess it’s best to concentrate on my career. Btw tiger males don’t worry, this is the year when u gain a lot of “tou far” or what I would call “good mating year”. Hahaha.
This reminds me about the debate that is currently going on in our Malaysian parliament. Sometimes I wonder why I am paying these people so much of my hard earned money. Would be worth it if they were busy discussing about economic health and ways of improving development of the country, BUT seems matters of the 3Ts are more important to our MPs. What is 3Ts u ask? It stands for “Teringin Tapi Takut” which literally translated means “Interested But Scared”. According to some MP, most men have desire to have more than 1 wife, but many do not fulfill this desire because of the law or their fear of being unable to handle/ balance more than 1 wife. My gosh, I have no doubt about this statement at all judging from the way men ogle at every pretty thing that cross their path, and how there are so many women out there who don’t seem to value the meaning of “sisterhood” and goes off to snare the heart of married men. I wouldn’t point my fingers at these women and call them slut coz sometimes it’s really not their fault 100%. I personally have been enamored by a married man before…until I found out he was married that is. This kind of men are “itchy” and come out to con innocent, naïve, sweet little girls like me by pretending to be smart successful and highly eligible bachelor. Well of course the girl gotta be smart too and open up her “antenna” to detect infidelity. But that being said, I think it would also be fair to say that most women would also not mind having more than 1 husband especially if 1 could provide the money, another the looks and one more the love. You see, it’s rare for 1 guy to come with all the qualities together ;)

Btw, I got asked that frustrating a**hole question again today by an old housemate. When are you getting married? The moment I heard that I almost pounce on him with my tiger claws and scratch his mouth out :-P LL will understand why my reaction is so over dramatic. So don’t any of you dare ask me this stupid irritating question again unless you don’t value your mouth!!!! Don’t ask me, I will tell you.

One night in Bangkok

Planning the bangkok trip makes me remember a song I used to hear when i was young. Goes something like "one night in bangkok makes a rich man humble". What does that actually mean? Or was it "one night in bangkok makes a rich man stumble"? Duh, memory sure is failing me. Think the "stumble" more likely from over-exhaustion due to whole night of "exercise".

Anyway, the planning details of a trip can get really frustrating at times when you need to coordinate among many people. Daily workload is stressful enough, and then add that with indecisive people and air ticket price that seems to cost a bomb. Btw, people take note that advertisement that states something like "from RM239" - DO NOT BE CHEATED. These bugger agents are actually quoting the minimum Air Asia rate. They might as well have put in "from 1.99"

So most of us who are confirmed to go are pretty excited about what we're gonna do there. Paul has promised us plenty of good clean(?) fun. Let's see, there'll be temples and markets and shopping. Yeah!! Shopping for more bras :D Of course someone called jay also mentioned something like bangkok isn't bangkok if there's no visit to the gogo bars. Yaya, I can almost hear him shouting that I am framing him :-p Heck Jay, u're purposely arriving 3 days earlier than the rest of us. What do u think I think u are doing there?? *block ur killer stare!*

Well honestly I am also excited to have a look at these go-go bars, and duck shops and toy shop?? Is that right paul? Toy boy shop? Well something not so "angelic" sounding I'm sure. But I'm a bit worried actually. Coz my presence might be a hindrance to the guys in the group to go "hunting". Btw, once again remind you guys - hotel booking terms and condition states NO sex allowed in rooms. So please do your businesses in the corridors and lobby ...kekeke..

For those of u not going, u're definitely gonna miss out on the FUN FUN FUN. 1st of all, u're gonna miss seeing our future Paul Sou. 2ndly the cheap shopping...bra bra bra and more bras. Well maybe some dried mangoes too. 3rdly u'll get to see a city much more congested that our dear KL and therefore learn to appreciate our traffics better. 4thly sooo many pretty girls. Hmm...dun know what 5thly will be. A holiday break maybe? I sure as hell need that one!

COP dreaming endlessly of BKK.....