To KLPAC To Watch Tunku The Musical and The Pink Ikea Experience

editted: -___- since most of you said that the legs of my new pink stool resemble a pink *to quote Chui San* african-american penis, I guess I had to make some changes to the photos. Scroll down to see if it’s less gross!

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After lunch, I took a long nap while hugging my dog as a bolster. My grandma was right, never sleep straight away after you eat. I had a really really weird dream.(so what’s new?)

it was set in Cameron Highlands and I think it was at a hotel. I was in national service but because I was outstanding, I landed a role as a guest star on Desperate Housewives as an army girl in a forest where Susan is once again lost.

After returning home to Subang Jaya, the entire cast of Desperate Housewives minus Edie but inclusive of Mary Alice paid me a visit at my home. I hugged Felicity Huffman in my living room and the rest of the cast sat around with their babies and watched television. They were all rather amused with my dog’s antics. I was beside myself as I was rubbing shoulders with uber famous people!

There was a wedding up my road on that day and there were many people attending it. Almost the whole of Subang was there. The cast of Desperate Housewives and myself were posing outside my house for a big group photo. People were stopping to stare because Damn! It was the cast of Desperate Housewives! Hahaha. As the crowd milled about, I spotted a familiar but grown face in the crowd. It was my standard 3 crush, Jin Yang. Next to him was this Indian guy who looked nothing like the little Indian boy who stayed behind my grandma’s house in USJ, whom I would play Ice and Water with and who used to tease me about Jin Yang. Jegan has grown up so much that I could hardly recognise him anymore. I exchanged hellos with Jin Yang, but having seen him around in secondary school it was not that a big a deal. I immediately gushed about how long it’s been to Jegan and admitted to him that I’ve tried googling him up to no avail. We got into his car and drove around my area while we talked and talked about our early primary school years.

So conclusion of the dream? I guess I really can’t wait for the next season of Desperate Housewives and I do really miss my primary school classmates. We were all in the same class from standard 1 to 3. I’ve met most of them back in secondary school and have most of them on Friendster.. like Wong Poh Wei, Wayne Adam, Clara Choo, Yeoh Huimin, Alan Lau, Ambiga, Shariman, Tengku Noordiyana, Loo Elaine..all except Jegan. Where is he? =/ Strange dreams.

On Tuesday, I dragged Lie Yuen, Poh Yee, Dennis and Derrick to watch Tunku The Musical. I’ve been raving about musicals to Lie Yuen for the longest time and since we were all back home, it seems like the best opportunity to get all of them to come watch a musical with me.(which OF COURSE, has Douglas Lim. Hohoho.)

I had another ‘learn the way to KLPAC’ tutorial from Dennis again. Since we were early, we decided to have dinner before going for the show. I raved, “There’s a dammmmmn good bak kut teh shop in the area.” All the way from Subang, I was already raving about the bak kut teh that we would be having for dinner.

The rest were like, “Are you sure it’s damn good?” and I was nodding vigorously, “Yes. Not nice I pay. I’ve been to the shop before and it was so delicious, trust me!”

After making Dennis drive around the whole of Sentul(and we nearly ended up in Kepong), I shouted, “THERE!! THAT ONE!! THAT’S THE BAK KUT TEH SHOP!”

So we parked the car and made our way over. All of us were eager to sink our teeth into some delicious pork. As we walked in, Dennis said, “Uh, Jo this is a dim sum restaurant.”

-__- Turns out that it was actually a dim sum shop that I was raving about. I remember having good food… but don’t know why my brain was so adamant that it was a bak kut teh shop. Shy only. The whole night they were like, “Eh Jo, this bak kut teh steamed one hor, no soup one hor! No yau char kwai today hor, Jo? Wah Jo, the bak kut teh damn nice.. take some..”

So embarrassing.

This was the look that Dennis gave me.


Poh Yee and Lie Yuen making do with the bak kut teh substitute.

L-r: Poh Yee, Lie Yuen and myself after Dennis parked his car at the KLPAC carpark.


My KL road tutor Ah Kor Kor Bear and myself.

The three of us enjoying the lighting.

Giving Dennis a chance to have his photo taken to. (More like I forced him lah)

Derrick arrived soon after… we were commenting, or rather, he was telling us that some people have said that he bears some resemblance to Douglas Lim. So apparently at the end of the play, I didn’t have to take photo with Douglas Lim but a photo with him(Derrick) would be good enough. -_-


L-r: Dennis, Me, Lie Yuen, Poh Yee and Derrick before we went in.


Another well lit part of KLPAC.

Tunku The Musical was ..satisfying. I’m not exactly raving about it but there was Doreen Tang’s voice and Zamil Idris(is that his name?)’s manja voice singing, “Sayaaaaang….sayaaaang..” I quite liked that! And of course, Douglas Lim. 🙂 🙂

I didn’t stay around this time to wait for him to come out to say hello. Wanna play it cool abit. Don’t over do the whole fan stalker thing. 😀

And after many many embarrassing moments at play where I accidentally let the flash go off amidst the entire observant audience, I finally realised that my handphone could function as a camera without a flash. ;\ The feeling of your flash going off during a play/musical is damn fuggin’ embarrassing one. So embarrassing that you can’t sleep for days. But I don’t have ill intentions when I take photos..I just want to blog. 🙁

The next day, it was a trip to Ikea with Poh Yee and Lie Yuen! Lie Yuen wanted to look for a small table so she could study in my room and enjoy my motherly company. She feels lonely when she studies in her room.


WE FOUND THE PERFECT TABLE! Powder pink! I forced Lie Yuen to buy it.


I was at the kid’s section and I saw some stools going for RM20. I was damn sad because I really wanted it YET I had no reason to buy it.

The blue one was just as nice as the pink one. I was obviously torn and heartbroken.

The pillows were damn expensive but so comfortable!

After picking the tables from the aisles, I decided to fuck it and just get the stools. Hehe. I would have classmates or the occasional juniors popping over for a visit. Some cute funky stools would be nice.:D I is very happy.

If you think I was irrational, try Poh Yee. She bought a freakin’ dragon soft toy. LOL. Actually we conned her into buying it.


I tore the plastic bag containing the pink stool and took out one stool leg for Lie Yuen to be used as a back massager.


It was also really cute to camwhore with.


Sorry lah, I just love diffuse glow so much. That’s me playing Reporter-Reporter with Lie Yuen.


Oi! Sunlight okay! I HAVE THE PERMISSION TO CAMWHORE! Now just layan and see all the photos of me, all the way to the bottom of the post.:) You can do it!


Ah, the hair’s so nice in this shot.:) Some more with diffuse glow. Glamournye.


A dash of sunset.


I guess I was trying to see if I could come upon a nice profile photo for my facebook/friendster. 🙂

Looks familiar eh?:D

Sorry.. abit more.

By this time, Lie Yuen was quite embarrassed by the curious on lookers from the neighbouring cars.

Possibly the only thing one can do with two stool legs.

I love pink!

Eew. Skip.

I’m a unicorn! with an inflamed horn.


I’m also a soulful singer.

Alright, going down to Section 14 to pick Chee Kiang up. He’s back for the weekend. 🙂 🙂 🙂

OH Oh! By the way, I’m going down to SIngapore again over the Merdeka weekend(30th to 3rd!!).hohohoho. I’ll be at Vivocity to catch Heroes as they’ll be making an appearance there. Only Hiro, Mohinder, Nikki, Nathan and Parkman will be there. 🙁 No Peter. boo hoo. Wait, no Sylar!! SOB! I think Sylar’s damn hot. And also, of course to visit my dear bf again before I start classes a week later.

I was abit apprehensive because I would be missing out on the Merdeka celebrations. As I told Dennis, I feel quite…troubled by this certain thought of mine. What if I live up to 70 years old and witness the 100th birthday of Malaysia..and if some journalist from The Star wants to interview me about how I celebrated the 50th Merdeka?? I’d be too embarrassed to tell him that I went to Singapore to watch this superheroes(an obsolete term of the future) tv show’s cast live at a shopping mall there. 🙁 Then I won’t get to appear on the newspaper coz my story won’t be interesting enough. 🙁

Ah well. ;|