I Love Sour Sally

Posted on July 31, 2009 by Sha

sour sally with mochi and longans

My little slice of heaven – Sour Sally yogurt with plenty of mochi and longans as toppings.

A spoonful of it can make your troubles fade away just like that. Before you know it, you’ve finished a large cup of it, problems forgotten.

Isn’t it amazing how something so simple can make one feel so happy?

Despite having 2 big cups of it with plenty of wonderful toppings during my second trip to Jakarta, I found myself craving for it again. But too bad it isn’t found in Singapore.

But come to thing of it, perhaps it is a good thing that it isn’t found here.

Too much of a good thing can turn out to be an overkill. Right now, because it is out of my reach – it will always be a novelty. A simple pleasure that will make me happy. Oh I’m easily pleased with simple pleasures, don’t you know?

Besides, any nice brand that comes to Singapore will ultimately be ruined by stupid Singaporeans.

Speaking of which, do you know that Dunkin Donuts is back in Singapore? It’s at Ion Orchard. When I wanted to get it, I found a long, long queue at the shop. I changed my mind right there, and made my way home. Killjoy. Whee!

Seriously man, this is why I said Singaporeans will just kill the mood of something novel and new. It’s just donuts. I understand you miss Dunkin Donuts and that’s why you even bother to be in the queue. But at the end of the day, it is just DONUTS. And donut shops are everywhere.

But this is not a post to rant about Singaporeans. That can be in another post, trust me.

So anyway, this is how the design of a large Sour Sally cup looks like:

Sour Sally

Sour Sally Drawing

Cute and cheery, isn’t it? Exactly how I like my stuff. I wanted to keep the cup (I collect rubbish, remember?) but I accidentally threw it away. Pfft.

Can someone get me some Sour Sally already? With strawberry and melon mochi and longans please. No nuts or raisins.

The Anti-Social Life

Posted on July 29, 2009 by Sha

I have always been anti-social to a fault. I hate crowds, I talk and get along with only certain people. And I normally avoid social events, if I could.

It’s not that I am a weird hermit who despises being seen in public. I actually do enjoy attention, being the narcissist that I am. But the only difference between me and the typical attention seeker is that I do not crave for attention, and certainly do not beg for it.

It simply comes to me, whether I like it or not.

However, this is not about me liking attention. This is about me having a fairly anti social life. It’s contradictory because I am quite friendly, if I like you and find you interesting. If I am not friendly and/or nice to you, something is wrong somewhere. Perhaps you should ask yourself what you did wrong.

And that my friends, is probably where I screwed up big time. My pride, and my point of view that I am better than most people (in a whole lot of things) has caused me to be forgotten in everybody’s life.

Weddings, engagements, birthdays, baby shower, baby being born, dinners just because. I’ve not been invited to a single major social event. And I only have myself to blame.

If I had not been such an arrogant prick in school. Had I not been selective in creating friendships. Perhaps then, I wouldn’t find myself in such a predicament.

Oh, please do not think that I feel sorry for myself. I never feel sorry for myself. Besides, it’s better to have a few close friends rather than have 1000 friends who doesn’t really care about you. Besides if you have invitations for baby showers, weddings, engagement parties every other week, you’ll probably be damn bored of it pretty soon. I know I would, considering my short attention span.

Which is why when my wonderful friend Kavi called from Adelaide, Australia to share some pretty damn good news – I felt an undescribable happiness for her. It’s so amazing how we can be so far apart and not talk for months and when she calls – it feels like nothing’s changed at all.

It feels like we’re back in our school days. Still speaking the same lingo, still understanding each other fully. Same jokes falling into place.

And it’s moments like these that sometimes I feel blessed not to have so many friends because to feel so happy for a friend every once in a long while, is better than small bits of happiness at many intervals.

It’s like why have a tub of ice cream over a month when you can have a Swenson’s Earthquake in just one hour?

Make sense? Of course.

Flea Fly Fo Fum

Posted on July 12, 2009 by Sha

So for an entire weekend in June, the 4 crazies decided to participate in a flea market.

Tho I personally wouldn’t call it a Flea Market, because I’ve been to plenty and this one totally bites the dust.

But, it was fun because of the company that I kept

So here are some photos, with captions where applicable. Yes this is what happens when you don’t blog often. It is mugging for A levels, all over again. Haha. Ok back on track!

rainbow umbrella princess

Love my rainbow umbrella? It got stares alright, but to be fair – IT WAS A VERY HOT DAY. And, if I want to keep myself in a cool shade, might as well make it pretty. And that’s our little stall btw. Yes on the floor – poor me

Here’s what we sold!

vintage books & postcards

Retro books such as Sweet Valley High, Sweet Valley University and Buffy books and other not so vintage publications. It certainly brought memories to most people who walk by our stores. They will stop, stare and smile. Though I did see with my very own eyes guys making weird faces at MY BOOKS. Pfft.

Oh and I placed on display my collection of random postcards – that was amassed over the years.

me painstakingly arranging my valuable books

Original toys from Starwars and Transformers were also sold. The Optimus Prime toy was the highlight of the entire weekend! Boys never do grow up, honestly.

knick and knacks

I also sold my jewelry (all thrown in a basket) along with toys from myself, Kawan E and Kawan C. The friendship bands were FP – gotten from Bali.

The next day, we changed the arrangement of these same items (plus and minus certain things lol)

day 2

Batman keychains, anyone?

I know I mentioned that Optimus Prime was the main highlight of the weekend. Forgive me. I really meant my KRU video. It was labelled as a collector’s edition by my dearest friends and boyfriend. And as usual, I was made the brunt of the joke the entire weekend. They even had bets on how much people would pay for it. LOL. Thanks, FRIENDS.

KRU

Well it IS a vintage, collector’s edition. KRU was HUGE, plus the fact that a VCR player is practically extinct. hmmph.

other stalls

These are the other stalls to our right. Mostly selling clothes.

It was quite a new experience for me at this flea market. First of all, I have never sold any of my personal belongings before. And second, I always sell things that I make at flea markets. I didn’t particularly enjoy people going through my stuff and then giving dirty looks as if I were not there. I am highly protective and particular about my stuff, hehe.

So I shall stick to selling my own creations, I guess.

At least we had yummy donuts.

jco donut

Just a question though. How come on both days, Fp and I were squeezed into the backseat with ALL of the junk?

Day 1:
day 1 backseat

Day 2:
day 2 backseat

Not that we were complaining, of course.

First Jakarta Trip

Posted on July 12, 2009 by Sha

I’m leaving for another work trip to Jakarta tomorrow afternoon.

So before I go on my trip, I guess I should blog about my first Jakarta trip that I went last month. Yes the month that this site died just a little because its owner went on a rampage doing other things.

Let’s continue. This will mostly be a pictorial post, with elaborations where needed.

I’ve never been to Jakarta before in my life, so I was quite excited at the prospect. Not only will I get to experience the typical Jakarta jams and the awesome food – I will also get to meet everyone whom I’ve been working with for the past one year (at least).

So to Jakarta we flew.

boarding pass and passport. SQ baby!

clouds

It has always been a habit of mine – taking photos of clouds and the skies whenever I fly. Looking at fluffly clouds is like looking at cotton candy. It’s like looking at a fantasy world in its own right. And doesn’t it make you like want to skip around on the clouds? Okay, maybe that’s just me.

So we stayed at Hotel Menara Peninsular, which is just beside our office. The hotel’s not too shabby and quite comfy. No bad vibes from the room that I got when I was in Banda Aceh. And this was the view from my 12th floor room:

The breakfast buffet wasn’t all that impressive, but it was still ok. At least they had my apple juice.

breakfast

My outfits for the two days of work while I was there. Please, spare me for these moments of vanity.

outfit 1

outfit 2

Apart from being busy in meeting after meeting for most of the two working days that I was there, what stuck in my mind was the food.

Toni made me try all kind of food. Usually all at the same time. Haha. He really wanted me to have a taste of every kind of food that he deems nice. So, I was pretty bloated throughout the trip.

dinner out

This was taken at a restaurant called Bumbu Desa. Just look at all the food on our first dinner out with friends! He ordered practically one of everything! We ended up sooo full that our minds went numb. It’s a bit like the episode after level 4 buffalo wings. It is true then that when you are full, you become stupid lol.

Oh this yellow drink was lovely actually. It’s a orange-coconut drink. Totally refreshing!

fooood

Apart from food, the company Toni and I kept was a pretty good one too:

Toni and I with our group of colleagues

Nico and Indra – the two bonkers pple without whom all my projects will never be a reality.

Us girls with a big, big man behind us lol

without the big man. Ros and I really do look alike yes?

My friend spongebob and me <3!!

One thing I’ve discovered to love is..

Fruit Tea! From the same family as my favourite teh botol. I’ve never tried fruit tea before, but now.. I really like it! Of course teh botol remains a true classic in my mind, hehe.

sosro fruit tea

This is of course, apart from the Sour Sally yogurt that I must definitely get on my second trip to Jakarta. With plenty of strawberry mochi please!!

One last thing before I end this very lengthy blog post:

I had a little trouble with money when I was in Jakarta. I brought some rupiahs left over from my Bali and Aceh trip some years back. Turns out that all of my dominations of 50,000 rupiah (oh yes I am rich!) cannot be used. I got rejected at a bookstore.

I wanted to pay with credit card, but my purchases doesn’t meet the minimum requirement for a credit card payment. So, I wanted to pay by cash. Did some math and took out a 50,000. And I was told, it was no longer in use *gasp*. So I took out a 20,000 note (you see what I mean by rich? That was accepted.

In the end, we had to go to the bank, and exchange my wad of 50,000 rupiah notes for the new ones.

50,000 rupiah

Kawan E, you are right. Things crazy things only happen to ME.

Haha, there you go. My first trip to Jakarta. Not sure if I’m able to garner plenty of pics the second time round because we will be on a very tight schedule.

But I will try!

Michael Jackson’s Death

Posted on July 12, 2009 by Sha

michaeljackson-1

This is way, way overdue.

But while the whole world was blogging and twittering about MJ’s death, I was grieving privately about it. It took awhile for it to sink in, even harder to digest and accept the truth – that the King of Pop is no longer in existence.

I will never forget how I discovered about his death. And my discovery about his death will always be linked to how my cousin Khimmy discovered about it.

On the morning of 26th June, I just woke up at around 7-ish. For some reason or other, neither Khimmy nor I switched off the laptop after use the night before. So there it was, on the mini laptop table I’ve recently gotten – at the foot of my bed.

Being a nerd, I couldn’t resist going online upon seeing that my laptop was still on. So of course the first stop was to Facebook.

As I knelt/squatted/sat on the floor (this I really can’t recall), I stared in disbelieve looking at everybody’s status that morning.

“RIP Michael Jackson”

“King of POP dies”

“MJ died of heart attack”

No. My mind was saying. NO. I must still be dreaming, damn this grogginess.

It seemed like such an impossible happening because MJ is such an eternal icon, that it has never occured to me, or many of us that he will one day die. Because he, just like us, is only human.

When it became clear to me, that the news was not some rumour, I became wide awake and went straight to the shower. I waited till I have gotten all ready for work, before waking Khimmy up and telling him the news.

“Khim. Khim. MJ died!”

I shook him awake. “MJ died!” I repeated.

He looked at me groggily for like 5 second (mainly because he must have been up late playing Sims 3) and then it hit him.

(I later found out that he thought I was referring to Spiderman’s MJ -eck. But nevermind, lol)

He immediately switched to Channel News Asia, where we saw the headlines – Michael Jackson has died of Cardiac Arrest. We stared at it, in silence and disbelief. And then we quickly rushed down to the kitchen to tell my mother about it.

Unknown to us, my mother was even more updated than us. She already knew that MJ died on top of Farrah Fawcett.

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For the rest of the day, I was in complete grief. I wasn’t in the mood for anything. I was in shock and great sadness. Truly, I felt the loss from the bottom of my heart. I will never forget that day ever.

Even 2 weeks later, the emptiness is still not filled. But then again, someone as massive; well loved; legendary and iconic as Michael Jackson will leave shoes that will never, ever be filled up again.

RIP Michael, as much as this is way overdue. Thanks for the legacy, and everything that came with it.

The throne’s empty. But honestly, I rather it remains that way.

throne

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