Merry 06 Xmas

Friday night was Curse of the Golden Flower night. The breasts flaunting, multi-million dollar film about royal power and betrayal featured some of the biggest names of Asia-wood - Chow Yun Fat, Gong Li and Jay Chou. Besides the big names and budget, the film made a relatively small impression on me. CYF who played Emperor Ping was mediocre and it remained me why his attempt on Hollywood stardom failed miserably. The ill-healthed Empress Phoenix, played by GL was convincing, but the voice-over diminished the potentially believable performance by the slut-gorgeous actress. Here's the MV of the soundtrack for the film :

Just in case people didn't realise, it was Christmas last weekend. My endeavour to bring sexy back in preparation for the weekend and the weekend to come has costed me dinasours and the amount is adding. I had my haircut on Thursday and after my road rules test on Saturday, Chan and I went to have our 90 minutes facials at KL Plaza. On Sunday, we attended the Justin Christmas Countdown concert. The venue isn't really suited for a concert of any kind. It's extremely spacious, flatly levelled and has a very high ceiling, which only means - ECHO!

Refugees and RM45/75 ticket holders were fenced away from the rich ostentatious fans.
The concert was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, it was quite dull. A good singer obviously doesn't equate to a good performer. We left the concert early to go clubbing.Clearer skin, tidier hair and having fun in general don't come free. But in the end, no one really regret spending too much pampering themselves. They shouldn't anyway. What's better than ending an exciting year (graduated and relocated) with amazing parties, right? Partying while looking pretty, of course is not mandatory, but desirable.

Rain, rain, go away

It's been raining apocalyse-style in KL. I've come down with a cold, complete with a sore throat. Headache, phlegm and all have not stop me from partying hard on the weekend. I had a 5 hours undang2 (road rules) class on Saturday. The class was conducted entirely in Malay, so you can guess how useful it was for me - a Malaysia traitor who despise Malaysian way of living and the reason for my return is so that I can live with my parents and put off working for as long as possible. The test is on this coming Saturday. As if waking up at 6am for the class didn't already cause enough harm to my already sickened body, I went clubbing with friends that same night. Lots of Xmas and New Year parties coming up, but right now I don't feeling I'll recover in time. I hope my age will work in my favour.

Ps. I'm still using public computer right now. Hence, the lack of photos and updates. I think my parents want to move to a new condo soon. So I'll get a PC together with internet access after moving.

First(s) in KL

Today I saw

... a cockroach in my room, which I called upon my mom to kill while I stood on the sofa and asked my dad, "Where do cockroaches come from? Egg first or roach first?"

... a woman (Ms X) with polio myselitis riding a motorcycle. She was giving her totally healthy friend a ride back somewhere.

... Ms X rode her bike towards an Indian dreadlocked-begger to hand him a 1 dollar note. My dad then went over to give him 2 dollars.

... a bank (Bank Rakyat to be exact) that accepts gold as mortgage over the counter - knock, knock... who's there? Loan shark?

Zouk Out

My plan for last Saturday was to go to the gym, play tennis, swim and clubbing at night. However, for some unexplainable reason, Chan and I ended up on a bus to Singapore on Saturday morning. Chan asked me if I would go to the 8pm-8am Zouk Out dance music festival held in Singapore with him and some other friends on Friday evening. The party was on Saturday night. After spending an entire week hanging out with my parents, reading (Devil Wears Prada) and doing what all fresh graduates do - slack around until all their savings get used up, it didn't take long or much effort before he could convince me to get my ass on a 5-hour coach ride overseas to party and shop.
We got on a bus at 11am and arrived around 4pm. Although the trip was totally unplanned, we were organised and knew exactly where we should be and at what time. Accomodation was no trouble since Chan's friend allowed us to crash at his room at Ritz Carlton Hotel - one of only three 6-star hotels in Singapore, according to the cab driver.
After arriving at the hotel and freshened up, we took at cab to Orchard Rd to have an early dinner at the very addictive Mos Burger.
Oh, did I mention that at this point, we hadn't bought the tickets for the party yet? And there were limited tickets left which we could only get from the party venue. After dinner, we rushed to the venue (a 20-minute cab ride only costed S$12 - cheap cheap) to get the tickets and headed straight back to the hotel afterwards to shower and change of clean clothes. We went back to Orchard Rd for yet another dinner, and then back to hotel again and only left for the party at 12:30am.

Zouk Out was held at the Siloso Beach, Sentosa. Many international djs and performances performed that night - Soulwax's Interversions Live, 2manydjs, Mambo Jambo etc... Dancing on sand and using portable toilets were all new to me. It was fun. We partied until 3am - long enough to have satisfying, adequate fun but not so long that would get us stuck in traffic jam. We had room service and went to bed at 5am.
We planned to leave Singapore at 3:30pm on Sunday so we had to wake up early to get as much done as possible. Went swimming at 10am, sunbathed and checked out at 12pm. Had lunch at Mos burger again, had a look at Club 21 and Blackjack but weren't able to find anything we like. Finally, I ended up buying a rollup-able messenger bag from Mulberry and Chan got some cds from HMV before heading to the bus station.

It was a fun and eventful weekend.

Ps. Two of my favourite japanese artists collaborated in this "Love Song" - M-flo with Bonnie Pink.

In KL

As the plane that carried me and hundred other passengers gradually descended into KLIA, I could feel my hard beating heart cracked my ribcage. "Welcome to Malaysia to all visitors, and welcome back to all Malaysians," the captain announced. Welcome back - to me, that translates as my precarious plan to start a new life in an environment I left behind when I was young has finally arrived.

It's only been a few days and I'm already suffering from nasal allergy - sneezing and snorting whenever I'm outdoors where air pollution is inevitable. I'll need to contact a driving school today and start having lessons soon. And also, right now my plan is to teach piano part-time before looking for a full-time job at the beginning of '07.

I'll update with some photos later.