So the happiest day of 2008 was when I got my posting letter stating that I was to be posted to the bureau.

Guess what the happiest day of 2009 is?

Lol.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEE got posted back to the bureau. For the next 3 years (probably). Super happy!!!!

Thank you god, thank you Ministry of Health, thank you bosses! <333 muak muak I love all of you. Even though I always complain about work, I swear I will turn over a new leaf and become super rajin!!!

K, now all that's left to do is to go to Putrajaya to collect my posting letter; only then will me future be confirmed. Takut nanti we terdengar salah over the phone and I actually got Sarawak or something boo.

Can't wait to hold that impossibly important document in my hands. Please En Osman, please don't give us the wrong information hor.

*crosses fingers.

Both Soon Seng agree about one thing: We should try and do as many different things as possible while we’re still alive and kicking. Like the crab hunting down in Port Dickson – now that was fun!!

And on Saturday both of us managed to cross off yet another something on our list: Attend a fashion show.

Not as obvious as, say, bungee jumping I know, but I am a girl and girls naturally love this sort of thing. Not too sure about how high up it was on Soon Seng’s list tho.

Anyhuu, I was damn excited when I got the invitation from Mr SS to attend one of the shows during the Malaysian International Fashion Week. The designer in question was Celest Thoi, whose husband happens to be (a very good looking) colleague of Mr SS hence the complimentary passes =)

And of course I had absolutely NOTHING to wear, so I headed to SS15 for a quick shopping stint right before the show and ended up ringing up a credit card bill of RM400 T.T ZOMG. But then again I bought 3 dresses, 3 tops, 1 skirt and 2 belts, so I think my RM400 was well spent hmph.

Every guest took a shot with the MIFW wall (It’s not MILF hor!).

Hordes of cameramen.

The show was in Pavillion KL and thanks to Mr SS’s brilliant sense of timing, we managed to reach the venue and plomp our buttocks on the seats just minutes before the event began.

I felt pretty under-dressed as compared to all the bejeweled Datins around me.

The MC was Stephanie Chai, oh gosh I lovelovelove her dress!

And with surprising punctuality, the show began right on time, with model after model strutting her stuff down the runway. I guess as with all fashion shows, timing and coordination are key hence the minimal delay.

The team of Celest Thoi, Elaine Kong and Stephanie Ong were debuting their “Pretty in White” bridal wear collection which consisted of a whopping 30 pieces of your typical white bridal dresses as well as more culturally-influenced pieces and a few colorful designs thrown in here and there.

Love the dress, hate the model who totally overdid everything.

My favorite model of the bunch.

Quirky, colorful piece.

Creative use of traditional selendang fabric.

Piece after piece came flowing down the runway, and just when we were about feeling exhausted from trying to focus on the details of each and every piece, Stephanie Chai announced the end of the show with the finale piece being modeled by celebrity model Deborah Henry.

OMFG insanely gorgeous!

[OK wait. Is it just me or can you like actually see her breasts and nipples under the sheer fabric??? OMG flash lights suck lol. Nipple tape anybody? But seriously, she is HOTTTT.]

She actually looks really really young too. Geez I need some of those genes.

Finale walk: Celest Thoi and Deborah Henry.

The crowd was really supportive too.

Right after the show, Soon Seng and I grabbed a drink before rushing off to Balakong to attend Kien Fei’s dad’s 51st birthday.

Apparently, some people have gotten confused as to whether Balakong is actually famous for balitong and other sorts of seafood. The answer is no. It’s just an inside joke lar.

So anyway, we followed Kien Fei’s rather dubious directions (Use the highway along Mines. Keep going straight until you see a pedestrian bridge and a Petronas station on your right. Keep going straight until you see a house with tents right beside the highway. Make a U-turn. WTF??!!) and ended up at his house without getting lost woohoo Soon Seng we rock!

Despite being an hour late, we found out that the rest were even later -_- why does this not surprise me.

House with tent beside Petronas station and pedestrian bridge, yup yup can’t be the wrong house.

They had a very big dead pig!!!

Stupid boys found amusement in watching me struggle to put on my shoes.

I was damn famished cause I had only eaten a bun the whole day!

Kien Fei looking rather tan beside me hehe.

As with any noisy neighborhood party, a karaoke set is key in entertaining the guests – although it tends to get increasingly annoying as the guests get increasingly drunk.

Much to my amazement tho, all the uncles there seemed to have astoundingly good singing voices!!! I swear there was this one uncle (his neighbor I think) whose voice was so good I thought it was Beyond themselves singing!

Uncle not drunk yet.

Damn professional: They have slips to write down song requests!

The ginormous specially ordered cake from Secret Recipe cost RM270 which is actually quite cheap considering its size.

The boys. MEN. I should really start referring to them as men.

Yen and bf were the last to arrive, about 14 hours late wtf.

Kien Fei and family =)

Right after cutting the cake, all of us cabut upstairs to Kien Fei’s room to escape the noisy drunken karaoke singing. Jae Shen took to streaming anime cartoons which got the rest of the childish dudes engrossed too.

I don’t know why, but his graduation picture tickled me so.

His parents’ old-school wedding photos.

Buah tangan: Insanely cute animal-shaped strawberry-flavored jellies!

Don’t understand why I always gotta ruin the pic =(

Much to my dismay, I started feeling drowsy at about 10.15pm. And as if by clockwork, I was sound asleep by 11.00pm. Damn sad ok. I was still semi-conscious tho and found all that flashing and photo-taking rather annoying. All I know about what transpired after that is based solely on the photos they took.

See see, MAC’s gel liner really doesn’t budge!

Apparently Jae Shen was the next to fall asleep, so the rest left him and I in dreamland and they went off to some mamak to yumcha. But before they did, they made a pitstop at Kien Fei’s dad’s factory to collect some equipment (that’s what Soon Seng told me lar).

And then Jae Shen started snoring so loudly I woke up and went to pee. And then I went back to sleep until the rest came home. By then, I had already slept from 11pm-3am ohmygod.

The rest of us went home after that, leaving Jae Shen, Alwyn and Kien Fei to continue playing some lame Wii games.

And that was how I spent my Saturday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIEN FEI’S DAD!! =)

Namun takkan mudah bagiku
Meninggalkan jejak hidupku
Yang telah terukir abadi
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Rumor has it the posting results will be out on the 12th of November – right smack on my birthday.

Geez. Birthday wishes had better come true.

Today makes it exactly a year since I started working gosh and golly. WEEE 365 days already!

I can’t say I’ve learnt the most I could possibly have. I’ve always been a slow learner I guess – taking my own sweet time to warm up to things and to adjust and adapt and to slowly crawl out from under that thick coconut shell I like to call my comfort zone.

But what I can say is that throughout this year, I have gained invaluable life experiences – things not quite related to work, not technical in quality; these are aspects that upgrade our lives from monotonous survival to lives that are rich and fulfilling.

For one, I’ve always been the sort who bonds for life, but those I bond to are unfortunately few and far apart. Perhaps it’s because of my inherent tendency to distrust people from the start. Jaded, I think.

However, being with the people I’ve been with the past year has slowly eroded this defensive wall I could never fully knock down on my own (although I have taken the sledgehammer to it, my work was never complete). Whilst the people who knew me back then would describe me as having frustratingly immovable tendencies of keeping things to myself, the past few months have seen me unleashing torrents of rantings and random emotional outbursts on these people whom I see everyday.

Whoops.

Besides “opening up”, as they call it, I also find myself becoming ever so slightly more responsible. Stop that now. I can hear you rolling your eyes.

I vividly recall the first month I worked. Oh lord, I swear I had the urge to ditch work every single morning at 6.00am. And in fact, I sure has hell did, a few times too many.

Twelve months down the road however, my body now wakes itself up like clockwork every single morning at 6am. Even on weekends which is goddamn annoying. Usually the part of my body involved is the good ol’ bladder, begging to be relieved. Strange but true.

Not too sure if that’s considered being responsible, but I like to think it is. At least I’m not doing as I please (quite as much) anymore.

And of course, I’ve also wisened up to the cruel reality that the world is never really that simple, and that the people in it strive only to accomplish their own motives.

But then again, selfishness is probably one of the prerequisite human traits that drive us to succeed – as we move to bring improvement into our lives and bring improvement to the lives of others who play a role in our lives, which will then of course inadvertently further improve our own lives yadda yadda.

Take the example of “love”. When we fall in love, it’s usually (I say usually because this probably doesn’t stand true for you sadistic/masochistic weirdos) because that one person makes us feel like a better person. Suddenly, we become more confident, and they become our confidant. We know we are no longer alone. That person is a reflection of what we think should/could/would make us more perfect. Whole. Complete.

Thus, lending a perfect example to the selfish “I” syndrome. I feel like a better person. I feel happier. I feel whole. I love him/her.

In reality, first and foremost, we love ourselves.

Hmmm. Which could be why most people who have “issues” and who haven’t come to terms with their flaws and who do not in fact “love themselves” (yup, you broken screwed up thing, pwned for life) find difficulty in maintaining life partnerships.

I probably fit right in there quite nicely aw shucks.

Anyhuu, it’s just a thought, don’t quote me on this.

Yeah so today I blow a candle to my one year of working at the bureau. In a few days from now I’ll blow another 23 to being uhhh 21 *cough* AND hopefully to continuing my journey through life, nice and happy at the bureau, where we all know I belong =)

Not really feeling up to blogging about YET ANOTHER farewell we attended, so instead here are random photos which scream FAT.

Mmmm. Fat.

Fat.

Fat.

Fat!

FAT!

Seriously, cradling her with just one arm is no easy feat!

The so-called “stray kitten” has transformed into this fat cat (with a beer belly) which lansi-ish-ly vies with my dog for reign over his smelly chair.

Nampaknya terpaksa share-share. Sharing is caring wtf.

See, even the pets know how to give and take.

1 Malaysia ‘doh.

Belly-up!

The mother of all double chins.

Mashimaro!

This one damn lousy.

LOLLERZ! FATTTTT!

On a sadder note, here is my schedule for November, should I get posted to an ulu Klinik Kesihatan in Sarawak (or something to the likes of it).

Posting results to be out next week, so stop asking me. It makes me nervous when people ask about my posting every single day.

Not so clear, sorry lah. Squint a bit maybe can see.

Schedule:
2 Nov – Lapor kat Sarawak
3 Nov – Li Ping pergi Klinik Kesihatan Gua Niah (written by Naza wtf)
4/5 Nov – Ada lembu, ayam & ular! Rumah panjang pulak tu!
7 Nov – Duduk kereta lembu…
8 Nov – …beli beras skali dlm 6 bulan
10 Nov – Main-main dgn orang utan (sorry lar my orang utan damn fugly)
12/13 Nov – My birthday! Dapat hadiah generator elektrik!
18 Nov – Hari ini sarapan pagi -> Sarang burung segar!
21 Nov – Jalan-jalan ke dlm hutan…
22 Nov – …utk cari sungai utk cuci baju (watch out for the Tic Toc Croc!)
24/25 Nov – Pesakit semua pun orang asli. Entah apa mereka cakap. Tak paham pun.
27 Nov – Lembu dikorbankan =(
29 Nov – Belum mati lagi…
30 Nov – …tamat sebulan di kawasan pedalaman =)

Omg depressing.

Great. More farewells. Just what we need, right?

So their shot at an appeal to stay got rejected, so they still gotta go to Sarawak. Sucks big time.

Met up for dinner at Kissaten in Jaya 1, where we’ve had several long lunches filled with laughter and joy together in the past.

I don’t want this to be the past T___T

It felt weird having dinner there, instead of lunch. Did any of you guys realise that the sets are a few bucks more expensive for dinner compared to lunch???

Voon Yuen: OM NOM NOM.

EDM’s a bit self conscious about his quadruple chin lol.

Robin / “Ah Sing” <333

The 3 of us have yet to receive news of our posting =(

Definitely not Dennis’ best angle lol.

Mashimaro!

Robin asked us to write down our home addresses so he could send us postcards and flowers and presents and money, but somehow we ended up doodling on the paper lol.

From Mama to Ah B.

At the flight of stairs outside the restaurant.

At the second flight of stairs wtf.

At the kedai rokok outside Kissaten.

At Palm Square (in between Kissaten, Duck King, Starbucks etc).

I’m going to miss the horrible food here. Check out the cool reflection on the car btw.

After dinner, we drove back to the office to take a few final photos at the main entrance. It looks really pretty at night – just another thing we never really appreciated I guess.

Oooh never noticed the bpfk website address there before!

Bureau’s gate is green in colour!

Lol at the shadow of the gate on us! UIA’s palm trees look so pretty under the moonlight.

And then we had to say goodbye to Dennis because he had to meet up with a cousin or something.

The remaining 4 (sobs!) of us drove to Section 17 to take photos of a couple of random places we used to have lunch at.

Jackson, where we ate chap fan.

Road divider in between Jackson and the pasar.

Hong Seng, where we always went for chicken rice.

Semenanjung Malaysia’s sky T____T

Back at Jaya 1.

Premise address: No 72(A) Jln Universiti.

Gays sharing a bear hug.

And then we called it a night.

Missing Dennis, Robin, Fei Hoong, Kai Shing, Xin Yin (the people who appealed) as well as all the rest so much. Boo.