😡 I guess I didn’t keep to my promise to put up the cheerleading pictures and videos first! But I am getting to that, pictures are being uploaded to flickr as I type!
In my me time, I indulge in a little syok sendiri karaoke session, if you don’t already know by now. Always fearing the day where my housemates will come and knock on my door angrily and say, “OI ENOUGHLA! YOU THINK YOU SING VERY NICE ISSIT?!!!!!”
So these are the latest products:
My cover of Lady Antebellum’s Need You Now. Her voice is so husky and gorgeous and not sure if Lady Antebellum and Lady Gaga are okay with the same prefix.
My latest song obsession from Glee! Loved the cast’s version of Like A Virgin so much. Santana’s sluttiness is so refreshing. I’m always drawn to sexual innuendos, why ah?
And from about a month ago, I belted a few of my favourite Moffatt songs from my teeny bopper years!
I hope I will have the energy to blog about the rest of the ADSALympics events which just wouldn’t stop.
For those who are not from my university or my course, ADSALympics is an annual sporting event held by the AIMST Dental Students’ Association. It is basically a crazy week of non stop sports, reducing us to soggy tissues at the end of it all.
On Day 1 we had the long awaited Cheerleading event followed by the Basketball game on that very same day. Swimming, Dodgeball, Ping Pong, Badminton, Futsal, Amazing Race..all within the span of one week. On Monday would be track and javelin and on Tuesday, we hope to be done with the rest of the Dodgeball matches.
I never knew one human being could do much in such a short span of time. Ask any dental student (who contributed ahem ahem ahem clears throat) and they would raise one finger with the help of the other finger, supported by raising their knees slightly for a larger force…..just to show you that they are still alive.
Body Evolution (our local massage center located at our usual dinner spots) would be filled with BDS people over the next few days. I had my full body massage there a few days ago and if any of you saw ugly red spots on my right and left arm (bilateral ugly red spots), that’s because the china masseuse talked me into getting the hot cup treatment. Don’t know what is it lah, I thought she wanted to use the cow bone on me to ‘kuat sah’ and before I knew it, my flesh was being sucked into tiny bowls. I had a very turtle moment and it hurt like a mofo bitch. That’s why it is very important to send your children to chinese schools.
SO! Here’s a summary of our cheerleading preparations over the past few weeks. All these photos were up on facebook weeks ago but privatised to only my classmates as we did not want to show any of the juniors or lecturers what we had in store for them come ADSALympics Day 1! Our hard work really paid off with all the awesome comments we have been getting. For eight days of practice, I think we did pretty good. We got second place though Maxis wanted us to be number one! We are complacent people and it was more than we could have asked for! Full coverage on the Cheerleading event will be after this post. 🙂 PROMISE.
Photos are below but do watch the video of Batch 1’s entire cheerleading journey thus far. PLEASE WATCH AH. I took such a long time to put it together.
Our first ever practice was held at the jetty in our housing area, BLM. Trivia: The jetty is rumoured to be haunted after 7pm.
The happy faces of the eager participants.
Ee Chean with our squad leader, Maxis. The girls from the other batches had a good laugh when they found out that our squad captain was a guy. I tell you, he is the best squad leader EVER. So determined, so focused.
HAHAHA my favourite photo of Chwan Horng which he hates. It’s like he was fantasizing about something.
Me loving Nien who was protecting my baby. My baby MBP contributed to the group’s cheearleading lessons. Then the monster behind us is negligible. No need to care about him.
Monster scared of paparazzi.
Touristy photo with the Merbok river which runs through our housing area, runs under the bridge which we take to uni everyday, runs all the way to the sea and bypasses the foothills of Gunung Jerai. I’m like studying at a fucking resort place. Ahhhhh.. but why don’t I appreciate it and hire some boat and explore?
Plenty of photo taking during our first practice because the sun was lovely.
Monster dribbles water from his chin seductively.
Got warm up session somemore..hahaha.
Showing you how it is done wtf
Sett abit lost the plot.
One of our first few attempts at hoisting up the flyers.
Zhu Zen has a fear of heights.
Maxis just climbs on top of anybody forgetting that he and whoever who was kesian enough to be the base weighed about the same.
Just trying a few positions to see which fits.
The humble beginnings of our female star. GO LIE YUEN!
Should see the video of Poh Yee screeching and screaming when she was climbing on top of Andy.
Ee Chean’s attempt at being a flyer.
The boy bridge. Initially, Lie Yuen and Sock Nee were supposed to run across it together. I was also supposed to be on one end of the bridge as an extra boy, since there weren’t enough boys in the team and the only girl who had the physique (body mass) of a guy was me, so fml. Nothing has changed since kindergarten, as Lie Yuen reminded me. Sad flashbacks of wearing a tuxedo and twirling my classmate who was wearing a yellow dress, dancing to the song “Happy Together” at our kindergarten concert played in my head. Not enough boys back then too.
I love boys’ backsides.
The original fan members. Only remaining members towards the end was me and Narjit. 😀
LMAO at Cze-Yin. Why is she always so funny..*wipes tears from eyes*. It’s like her world has a totally different gravity pull.
Our mad squad leader trying out the vision in his head.
One of our star flyers too!
The two lightest ones in the group with the two strongest bases.
Everybody tried to give their own ideas.
As Andy said in cantonese, “Ngo dei Batch 1 mou mat yeh geh, hai cheh tor jek” (Us Batch 1 people don’t have much one, only got damn a lot of cars.) 37 students in my class, I think we have 33 cars.
For our second cheerleading practice, Maxis found a shady area near the first guard house at uni. It was a spot that most of us did not even know existed. Another reason to give my hat off to him.
L-r: Xin Yi, Poh Yee, Pei Zhi, Angela amidst the brown leaves.
Sock Nee so cute <3
Narjit and Socknee so cute <3
That’s right Joe, cheerleading in your formal clothes.
Ah Thong trying out some moves.
Obligatory photo with the grass.
While I’m at it..
Monster Jimmy actually gives a very nice commentary in the Batch 1’s Cheerleading Journey video! He explains how he does his now famous jump that wowed the whole school. 🙂 SO PROUD OF YOU MONSTA.
For the past few years as Lie Yuen’s sister, best friend, classmate, housemate, ex college classmate, KL kaki lang… I have always had a feeling that she used to cheerlead in high school but would always get scolded from her for getting my facts wrong. Seems that I was right all along. She does have natural cheerleading talents! Climbing up to the third layer..etc.. she can do it all lah.
Both hands have to raise at the same time so that the flyer will feel more stable.
Pure look of terror on Sock Nee’s face!
Narjit giving Cze-Yin a kiss.
Xin Yi the goddess with her humble followers bowing at her feet.
Chwan Horng tried to run away from me in case I snap another photo of him to frame him.
Zhu Zen’s japanese emoticon eyes. <3
Must teach Cze-Yin to stand like a woman.
Auditioning for flyers.
Looking for cheerleading videos to inspire the group.
Looking back at the photos, we really had a lot of fun practicing as a team. 🙂
It’s almost like I’m in some huge campus in a foreign country where the ground is always clean and never muddy.
I love this picture of Sock Nee and me!
This would make an awesome Maxis Broadband advertisement. We were gathering around to watch the youtube video which we replicated with a few modifications.
Can see everyone’s shock expression. This is the part where the japanese boys did that crazy high jump which Jimmy successfully pulled off.
Practicing some cheerleading steps.
An accident happened.
CSI came to investigate.
Hopefully the dead leaves can help with the decomposing process.
At our third practice, we had it at Gemilang the futsal court. Maxis was taking this so seriously, he even printed out instructions for everyone. We were so proud of Maxis for taking so much initiative that we scolded each other if any of us forgot to take the paper home. LOL.
Practicing the dance for the first time.
Dinner after that third practice was at a rather high class chinese restaurant. But shared among so many people, it was only RM10 per person.
Sock Nee and her monster. I had to Â force him to open his eyes because he was spoiling all the previous photos.
Maxis and Yi Ting who is practically our classmate now.
L-r: Thong, Me, Zhu Zen and Nien.
L-r: Nien, Lie Yuen and Ee Chean.
After class, we gathered to start on the pompom making process. It was a futile session as the material used was not ideal. 😐
I did ask them to smile properly!
We felt like a china factory.
Wah, Wuan Phing and Jaya dressed for the occasion.
Long story short, most of the pompoms were done by my grandmother, mum and me as I thought it would be better that I finish the pompoms since if a few people took it back to their respective hometowns during the holidays to complete, there would not be any form of standardization. So, I took one for the team!
The science student who is also a cheerleader. It is possible.
Ba di ya…dancing in september..~
Here comes the bride..
Trying out our skinny pompoms.
Wig test passed.
Bra test passed.
Warming up again. Very fake one la.
This was our second run through with the music. It was already our second last practice. Hahaha.
Trying to get the dance moves perfect.
Ah Thong poses for a squashed like a fly photo.
After our one week holiday, we rented a badminton court somewhere in town for our final rehearsal. It was also the first time we attempted that super dangerous three layer formation where Lie Yuen falls backwards to the waiting arms of the boys.
Lie Yuen falling. Sorry my camera sucks. 🙁
This formation was also thought of super last minute. I think the actual performance was our second or third time going through the whole routine. *bows*
Pompoms are good to go!
The banner was done creatively by Ee Chia, Nien, Chwan Horng and a few others. I loved the glittery gold paint! We have a banner that rolls down from the top of the three layer formation. You can see that in the video! 🙂
Blogshop owners in the Malaysian blogshopping scene are usually girls in their twenties (college/uni students or young working adults) who own a blog where they put up products to sell. Most choose to sell clothes, shoes, bags and accessories and some do handmade items as well. I ventured down a road less taken and found my calling in stickers. The Sticker Monster is two years old already. 🙂 Time flies.
Honestly, the money is not consistent but it is a total enjoyment seeing all the colourful stickers that I manage to take in. It is just enough to pay the bills on a monthly basis but to go on holidays or to really make a living out of it? Of course not!!
However, some blogshops go on to become real online stores and they actually make enough to quit their full time jobs to focus on the business entirely!
Then there are times when a bazaar crops up and invites you to be part of it (The usual rates are RM70-80 but more sought after bazaar spots have a higher going rate). I don’t know about clothes lah but back in the glamourous days of Bijou Bazaar, a pioneer in the bazaar-online blogshop scene, stalls can make up to a thousand ringgit in one afternoon.
As for my stickers, the best I ever got was about RM500. The worst? LOL A profit of RM2! Sales was terrible and the rental was expensive. Walked around the other stalls and bought RM30+ worth of hairbands and thus the RM2 profit after sitting there for a whole afternoon.
So here is my recap of my bazaar experience at MOS Euphoria’s/A Shopaholic’s Den’s Too Hot 2 Handle:
The night before, I took out all my stickers from their respective plastic bags and arranged them properly in the box so I did not have to do this at the bazaar the next day.
Sensing the excitement in the air, Angel loves to be in the thick of things and decided to sit right in the middle of my sticker mess.
Whenever I am working on Â something, she will come and sit right in the middle. If it is soft, she will fall asleep on the pile.
Like how she did with my pompoms which I was working on the night before for my faculty’s sports week (held this week). Mel laughed so hard when I told her I was going to be a cheerleader.
-____- So comfortable right?
She won’t get off no matter how many times I ask her to.
After awhile I decided to give her paperweight duties. She fell asleep and her paws were easily lifted up without rousing the sleeping dog. So one paw held down one stack of plastic bags from a certain supplier and the other paw did the same for another supplier’s stocks.
When that was done, I had to take out my dad’s tool box and find a spanner, learn how to use it and dismantle my mum’s metal clothes hanger. Rolled it out to the front door to make things easier in the morning. Asked mum for some crystal bowls for my display, packed the essentials like strings, markers, plastic bags among the usual sticker stuff.
As I had yet to finish with some sticker inventory work, I was up till almost 3.30am keying in codes and taking photographs with my eyeballs blurring with eye shit because sleep was much needed.
I surprised myself by waking up with exactly enough time to wash my hair, blow dry and have my full make up done. *pats self on the back* This would be the third time this year where I put on make-up. What is happening to me?! Too comfortable with my own face?! How can that be?!?
So hell basically starts after colouring my eyebrows (last make-up step). I drag the plastic bag containing my plastic bags for customers, record book, calculator, scissors, cellophane tape, strings, corkboard pins, disposable chopsticks and plasticine.
I start by trying my best to stuff the clothes rack in to the car with plenty of huffing and puffing and maneuvering, sweating under the slight morning drizzle. I then make countless trips by first putting my biggest sticker box in the boot, followed by my smaller sticker box (i usually have two more small sticker boxes but since I can fit everything into one big box and small box, I guess this is good news which means my stocks are actually dwindling!), then my big carry all with all the random crap a sticker stall could possibly need. Mum’s precious crystal bowls clinging in another bag, settled into the backseat. Kicked two nice heels into the backseat while I put on my 3 year old slippers to drive (and for the many trips up to the stall and down to the carpark).
Finally settled into the driver’s seat. Checked my make-up. Okay, still presentable.
Drove to the petrol station to pump petrol, bought my lunch for the day (coconut buns ftw and mineral water), took out some cash from the ATM. Just in case I saw something nice at the bazaar but I hardly had time to wander around.
Upon reaching Sunway Hotel, I had to make like a thousand trips from the carpark to Euphoria where the bazaar was held, lugging my million and one things. By the third round, I was a sweaty mess.
I looked in the mirror and a gunk of whitish stuff was accumulating on my upper lash line. It looked like eyelash glue applied directly onto my lashes but the problem was I did not even put my falsies on so this was beyond gross!! Melted eye concealer, sliding off my lids because of the sweat and then settling on my lashes!
But the show must go on.
I dragged my mum’s clothes hanger up the stairs and a fellow blogshop owner helped me hoist it up and had to wait for me when I went “oh fuck oh fuck, my eyeshadow just went into my eye” and had to stare at the ceiling and blink furiously for a few seconds. The kind stranger stood there waiting for awhile and then we continued our long tedious journey.
Throughout the arduous process, there were many other blog shop owners who were trudging up with their super big suitcases. Since they were selling clothes, they probably have it far worse than me. Sucks to be them!
After getting everything up to my store, it was time to open up my cloth trays (damn useful) and place the stickers accordingly. Epoxy stickers, furry stickers, big puffy stickers, bling stickers etc.
My display was a little different this time around!
I used my mum’s disposable chopsticks, stuck tiny colour papers on it with the stickers’ description and price on it, propped it onto a plasticine and there you have it! A sign with a stand!
My mum’s crystal bowl were used to keep my decoden stuff. Yeap, they finally arrived. Pictures up on the blog soon!
Nice right?!? So many girls came by to run their fingers through them. I hope interest means good. Damn supplier won’t let me take less than 100 pieces per design.
Clearing out the old stocks. I have plenty new stocks at home which I didn’t want to bring because then they would be distracted by the new ones and my old stock would be like old maids left on the shelf.
I feel so smart this time around. I bought two plastic corrugated er..plastic boards(?) in pink and blue. Stuck corkboard pins into it and hung the stickers all up.
When that was done, I could finally rest. I really wanted to walk around but didn’t because I did not have a friend with me this round. Previous unfortunate souls were such as my mum, Chee Kiang, Mel and Esther. Which is good also since I was not tempted to buy anything.
With the little bit of clothes I had on, I was shivering and tweeted, “Fucking cold in Euphoria!! Any blogshop selling jackets?!?” Too bad the event did not have a hashtag or it would have been awesome communicating with the other sellers.
I saw a few familiar faces like Leeza from Tasty Cherry Chapstick and Jeremy from My Favouritees. Grace from Lush Serendipity is also a familiar face but it was only this round that we got acquainted. Tiffany from Soak Republic was talking to me at my car…..and I really forgot if we have met or not. :(:( I AM HORRIBLE LIKE THIS. :(:(:( So I saw her earring carousels and I stupidly asked (to make conversation), “Oh…..you sell accessories!” She gave me an ‘are you kidding me’ look, “I am from Soak Republic la!!”
:(:( I only dealt with Pei Shan (extra remember her because of the same chinese name) before when I reviewed some of their products and only saw Tiffany at previous bazaars. :(:( My bad. Awesome stuff..too gorgeous. I lost one bracelet during a drunken night out though. 🙁
Tiffany wasn’t the first victim of my lousiness in remembering people. 🙁 It is not that I don’t care for the people that I meet, but I just have such terrible memory! 🙁
Quite a few people walked pass my booth or stopped and said, “HI Jolene!!” and I waved back, “Hi!!! How have you been?” without a clue who they are. 🙁
As for old school friends, there were too many that came by my booth! They didn’t even know I would be there that day! The first would be Evelyn who was my senior from school, Chung Lern and his girlfriend Stephanie (whom I bumped into at Daiso Curve exactly a week ago), Kok Ben, Sze May (a junior whom I didn’t recognize because of her funky hair cut. Had to ask her, “Sorry you are?” Malu sial……she was one of the faithful Interact Club juniors), Pui Mun and college friend Matt Ho plus primary school classmate Wayne Adam!!
Bloggers friends too, the usual Kelli, Hsu Jen, Nigel and David who are usually there at every bazaar that I am at! Plus Jess whom I was supposed to send stickers too! Arghh! If only I brought it along, I could have passed it to her. Vivien, Ginny and Natalie were there too!
With Cze-Yin who came with almost her entire family.
And Cze-yin not counted as “wah such a coincidence ah!” because I asked her to come if she was free to teman me jaga stall. She just came to shop and sit with me for awhile. LOL.
There were also a few who came up to me and told me that they read my blog. Some had to pick up my namecard and say, “OHhhh I read your blog.” Hahaha, not instant recognition, but still good enough! So touched! :)) Thank you my silent readers!
Trying to get a wider shot of my stall.
With the RM19 shawl I bought from the blogshop opposite mine. I’m holding up the Swarovski grade crystals which I just received from my suppliers. SO LOVE…!!!
Here’s the only photo of the rest of the bazaar. Apparently there was a long line at the entrance waiting to get in! Didn’t expect the bazaar to be this hot!
My decoden pieces!! Cute right?:)
With Hsu Jen.
Chung Lern and Stephanie.
Yien Yee, the smart girl who runs A Shopaholic’s Den. She was pretty much the bazaar’s organizer though it is an event under Euphoria.
With Wayne and Matt who happen to be colleagues now!! What a small world. 🙂 One was my class monitor in standard one who threatened to write my name if I spoke another word when the teacher was not in and the other I met in college when I did the make-up for the cast members of a play by the Taylor’s College Society of Performing Arts.
After repeatedly explaining the joys of decoden and bling bling stickers to all who stopped by to oooh and aaaah, it was finally time to go home at 6pm. Since I was all alone, I had to AGAIN make the countless trip up and down.
If my day at the bazaar with all those familiar faces walking by wasn’t enough to make me feel that Subang is a really small place, Justin and Ada were in the car opposite mine. Can’t run away from familiar faces. 🙂
Seeing me struggle with my boxes, one of the waiters helped me to carry it all down to my car. “I help you because I like you! You know my name or not?” he said. I was like, “Okaaay…….” but still have to give tips lah. Coz cannot assume people think you’re a lenglui and just play the lady in distress card right?
So I played the lady in distress who will still give him RM5 tips anyway. He took it immediately. Right then…:\
Compliments and help were much appreciated anyway.
Finally back in my car at about 7.15pm with my freebra sliding off my chest due to sweat (yes I know I am the most disgusting girl in the world but such is life) so the bra sat next to me in the passenger seat as I made my way home.
I cannot begin to tell you how very tired I am. There are days when I think everything in my life is going smoothly like how I managed to do a core build-up, access the canal and get the working length of an anterior tooth all in one session which is considered quite a feat for myself since my previous molar and premolar root canal treatments have always been too tedious to do due to poor visibility and dentist lousility. If that is even a word. Might I add, the IOPA came out looking pretty good, without any comments from the lecturer, which usually means no problem. A really really good day, as I made a rubber dam joke and my lecturer gave a hearty laugh and said good one! I have never heard him laugh with so much happiness before, haha. I was even extremely lucky to get ANOTHER pulpotomy case to do in the afternoon. There was a pulp polypÂ Â and I excavated it. I think I was more afraid than my kid patient.
Then there are bad days. Like when my macbookpro’s trackpad fucks up on me and the laptop was sent to the service center for five days. Or whatever gadget that falls sick, it will totally ruin my day/week. Thankfully interpersonal relationship dramas have been kept to a bare minimum in the past few months – everyone’s behaving well. Myself included. I get pissed off at gadgets more than people. 😐 And I am also having a super hard time trying to do up my sticker monster store. I am not even sure if I want to have a store now.
Oh right, one more bad thing for a bad day. Damn damn damn DAMN Bangkok ‘peaceful protests’ which caused me to burn my air tickets and miss out on my beautiful hotel room (I mentioned about how the walls are painted in bright pink, yellow and orange right? As in, colour themes for individual rooms right?). 🙁 Just a bad time to go. Please please please please I hope I can go when I graduate. I hope I have time. 🙁
So, time to travel back in time again.
During my UK trip in August 2009..
These are pictures from my 5th day in UK.
Went over to Grandma Doris’ place. A plot of land to remember Grandpa Dennis with. We went to visit his cemetery a couple of weeks later as well. I’ve never actually called a cemetery beautiful but it sure beats our Bukit whatevers. Soft grass that suburban Malaysian family homes like to grow, beautiful trees without overbearing fragrances, strong winds that blow at your coat tails and all who were buried there were literally pushing daisies. Daisies everywhere! Garden accessories were placed all over the tomb stone. Garden gnomes, colourful windmills, the deceased favourite flowers growing at the grave… very peaceful. 🙂
Grandma Doris is really proud of her green house! I can’t remember what else she grew in there (for god’s sake it was in August 2009 T_T) but if I recall, there were bell peppers and definitely some tomatoes too.
Look at her oddly shaped and juicy tomatoes!
SO CUTE RIGHT?!
Uncle Terry explained that it was to scrub the mud off your shoes before you went into the house.
See what I found on her kitchen table?!?!
This is a photo of my family back in the late 70s.
top l-r: Uncle Terry, Kooma, Kaima, Dad
bottom l-r: Mama, Taitai (granddad’s mum) and Yeahyeah.
Don’t think my dad met my mum yet at that time..but Kaima already met Kaiyeah! hehe just that he hasn’t gotten the parental approval to join the family photo.
Grandma Doris’ house is full of trinkets and she said she had a gift for me. A precious porcelain doll! So dainty!!
I can never get over the big puffy dandelions.
Fly, fly away!
Lunch back home was Uncle Terry’s homemade pizza. Tomatoes that you saw in his hands earlier now sliced and oven baked with pineapples, some cheese, pepperoni and a thin crust. MMmm.
Later that afternoon was my maiden trip into London!! Can you believe how excited I was? It was like going into New York, something you have heard so much about for your entire life and never ever imagined that you would walk those streets one day. Dad was worried because I had never taken the train down to London before, but I think with my pretty modest grasp of the english language, I should be able to read some signs and hopefully approach a person or two for help if I was lost. =\
A LONDON TRAIN STATION! <3 not quite the Underground, but still!! It rained for a bit like how the Brits always complain about, but it got warm again. Was damn cold when it rained!
Old guy enjoying his yoghurt. I was going down to London which was 45 minutes away to meet up with Sush, Chun Guan and Adrian. On the way down to London, Nien (who was touring Paris at that time) messaged me about souvenirs for our classmates. I thought it was pretty cool that I had a fellow classmate who was also touring Europe at that time!
People actually bring bikes into the train!
Me looking disheveled after the rain. The red scarf was bundled in by Uncle Terry who put quite a lot of effort into making me look warm enough for my dad to feel okay about me going out in the cold (as cold as a Malaysian would think).
I was also going down to meet a customer at Victoria Station!!! Well those of you who already know about me going all the way to the UK to cod, old news. But those who don’t, well YEAH:D A lady from the US wanted me to send a packet of stickers to her niece in the UK. I was expecting a 15 year old girl or something but turns out she was a nine year old accompanied by her aunt. 🙂 Awww.
Passed by some fields while on the way down.
Alexa and her stickers!!
Alexa and her aunt, sister of Â my customer in the US. 🙂 So glad Alexa loves the stickers. They wrote an email saying that all her little friends at school were so envious! (hopefully she helped to promote The Sticker Monster!!)
oooh, ooh.. that’s Victoria Station by the way! <3
And what’s that outside Victoria Station? *screams*
OMG THE UNDERGROUND SIGNS. *jakun mode on*
Not a good first photo of Adrian. Sorry Ad. Bwahahaha. 🙂 Adrian is in his 4th year now, doing medicine at Uni of Nottingham. So nice of him to come down to say hello!! *syok sendiri* I think he had to meet some other friends too la.
Some fresh products to make my grandmother happy. She loves fruits. Buying them, looking at them, she loves them!
A better photo of me. Adrian surprised me with his coooooool bikkkeerrrr boyyyy jackeeet. Soooo cooooooooool. I guess I don’t know much about cold weather fashion. But I drooled quite a bit when I checked out some girls at my bro’s uni in Manchester. Not at how sexy they were lah but at the boots!!! the jackets!!!! the gloves!!! the beanies!! the bags!!!(okay lah bags can use in Malaysia also). Damn jealous that I can never ooze style like that. My leggings only saw the light of day in the UK. When leggings were in, I stocked up in so many colours and whatever other designs that tickled my fancy along the way. Could never find the right time to wear it.
Big Ben? I don’t know..
Very disappointed that I didn’t get to see Big Ben or London Bridge. 🙁 When I was there I didn’t quite feel the need to see those monuments but after coming home to Malaysia, I was kicking myself quite a bit. Sigh.
Just had to snap one of this for the dental geek in me.
Double decker buses!! Not like we don’t have those in our region, but they did originate from the UK, no? Sush wanted to take me to ride in them and do a mini tour around the city but unfortunately family obligations were aplenty. 😐
While on our way to meet up with the rest, I pestered Adrian to bring me to see Platform Nine and Three Quarters!
Much to our disappointment, that particular platform had to be accessed with a ticket which we didn’t want to waste our money on. Apparently there is a real trolley half submerged into the wall. In the Harry Potter movies, everything looks like they are in the 1800s. So it is hard to imagine that he really left for Hogwarts from the King’s Cross station which is bustling with activities come rush hour.
Not at all like in the 1800s.
A nicer photo of Adrian. Give chance.
Just one of the many pubs with the pretty flowers hanging down.
So iconic! I have this as a keychain!
Spot the Malaysian!!!
We met up with Chun Guan first before looking for Sush. That’s a photo with the Odeon, taken by some lousy random person who also happened to be a Malaysian.
You can tell how old these photos are. 🙁
Right. In the middle of London?
Finally a proper one with the Odeon!
Some celebrity I guess.
I had to take in all the gorgeously old architecture!
Even the KFC is at the bottom of some old grand building.
Discussing where Sush asked us to meet her.
Wrong angle of the famous landmark at Picadilly Circus.
Still at Picadilly Circus!
HOLYMOTHER! Saw a Wira on the streets! Or is this a Perdana? Damn sparkling. Proton cars back home never gleam so much, why ah?
Don’t know whether busker (but no instrument), beggar or broke tourist (because of the backpack).
Sush brought us to a Korean restaurant. This is my miso soup!
Obligatory photos while waiting for the food to arrive.
Sush and me. I like Sush’s outfit!!
Something like steamboat but instead of a hot plate for you to fry your food,
Some noodle dish.
Chun Guan’s cute smile with an atas looking waiter at the back.
Had to have a group photo all the way in London!
Camwhored a little bit more.
With my darling Sush.
Blue and blue!
Myself and Adrian.
Group photo without the help of anyone nearby.
We made our way over to Chinatown.
Shady looking alley.
How does that even make smoking fun? Stop already!
I HAD to make a trip to one of the shops in Soho!
Chinatown!! I didn’t know it was this small though. I thought it was far bigger than this.
Being excited with Sush who just layan me only.
Diddling the lion statues at Chinatown. Might get struck by lightning for doing this.
walking away from Chinatown! I love this shot!
Walking back to the tube and stopping to camwhore.
Amidst the old architecture there were some new buildings too!
Didn’t know Ripley’s Believe It Or Not came from England.
Posing with the famous Underground tube.
Nice candid shot of the two boys.
Sush and I with a very important sign at the back of me. It was calling out to me.
My brother just arrived from Malaysia that night and so there was a small dinner to welcome him to UK. Hehe. A bit of a visa screw up, long story, so we were there for four days without him.
L-r: Aunty Betty, Uncle Steven, Dad, Me
Dinner was at a small Italian restaurant down the road (complete with Italian chef who is also the owner coming out to exchange pleasantries and mope about slow business.)
Mussels that my Uncle Terry raves about.
I think it was my Carbonara. I am so unadventurous. 🙁