The Malaysian Past Time.

you know, it's Visit Malaysia Year. one way you can tell is that when you drive to kl nowadays, there's a huge ferris-wheel contraption trying to imitate the london eye. i restrain myself from saying anything further else this blog entry might actually turn out to be the catalyst to scaring away potential visitors to our fair country.and we dont want that.

another way you can tell is by the sudden onset of tv ads/bilboards showing orang asli men with his spear, gasing playing, kite flying, Mount Kinabalu....ok, hands up those of you who have climbed Mt. Kinabalu?hell, hands up those of you who play the gasing on a regular basis?

what about shopping?what about futsal?what about line dancing?(i KNOW your mothers are all into it) what about sitting by the road eating durian?what about mamaks?what about food-hunting?(yes, we have blogs dedicated to this glorious hobby) what about pasar malaming? what about that age old tradition of boys turning 16 and suddenly wanting to take up the guitar?or drums? or girls turning 16 and dressing like their 30? ok, so maybe scrape the last two off but come on!!!the other stuff just seems more real to me lah...hey!"LAH" should be on those bilboards also, cos i really reckon it was stolen from us..it was our word man...but 'they all' smart (don't they drink sewage water?) ,they go capitalise and put it in books, in billboards, in movies!

p/s- anion sucks. it's not a magical pad. its an expensive one. gimme a tampon anytime.

Anion Chips.

you just know this is gonna be a little tid-bit of a post with a title like that dontcha?*grin* i didnt purposely spell it wrongly, it's not a snack.....it's (dum DAM DUMMMMMMMM <--HAUNTING MUSIC)...well, you'll figure it out as we go along.

sO! on to the story lah..some of my dumplings dropped by for coffee last weekend and saw:


SANITARY PADS. yeah, i know every once in awhile, i like to throw in a pad story because as a woman, you kinda have the urge to celebrate your woman hood or whatever (like y'know how men are always having penis envy and so they try to compensate by buying nice cars or building phallic looking buildings,but i digress) and its sort of a support thing to all my fellow double x-chromosomed friends. i feel you darlings, i do.

these thingies were given to me and they're supposedly miracle workers. they stop cramps. at least this is what ive been told, i gotta wait till the next cycle to let you know for sure lah, but how cool would it be if it does work?

if anything , this little package has taught me alot..like how in life, you gotta look beneath the surface of things and only then can you find out the whoole truth, y'know?cos look:


totally normal says you? look closer, this is what it says and i quote " According to the testing result by China chemical woven products quality centre for textile industry, the average Anion concentration in "Monthly Loving" Anion Sanitary Napkin has reached 5800 per cm squared. 2 obvious functions can be seen:

1. Inside the cunt, (yes, it really says cunt) anion can promote the exchange of biological enzyme:enahnce material with acid to uplift self curing and immunity for human body."

it's like the stand up comedian of packaging i tell you..check out the next side:


it's manufactured by a brand called "love moon" and look at their branding - " New Healthy Attempt" - so there's no fake promises; they're telling you its an attempt..if it doesnt work, then...sorrylah. hahahahahhahahhahahahaha.. im sorry, i just cant help myself...and then in fine print it says " A healthy lady will be more beautiful" *mmphkkk*

and now for the cherry on top:

the company that manufactures this product obviously wants to give something back to his customers y'know?so he inserts a gift.. " A lady vagina inflammation self-test paper". for " testing the before and after effects and processing positioning analysis for the health of genitals".

*giggle* sighhhhhh...never in my life have i been so looking forward to my next cycle so i'll be ale to try on these marvelous pads..laugh until mouth pain, i tell you..

When in Rome...

OHMAHGODOHMAHGODOHMAHGOD....IM GOING TO EUROPE PEOPLEEEEEEE!!!!AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...

sorry, im just....well, very excited!!!broke, but incredibly ecstatic. And i am sooo gonna do the Romans!!Erm, i mean, do as the Romans do..whatever..


i wonder what the statistics are on toll booth operators that go mentally ill. day after day after day in that little booth...ticket,money,ticket,money.


so last saturday, some friends and i trooped off to a shoot to be keh-leh-fehs (extras) in a commercial. yes dahlink, it does sound quite glam, does it not?

okay, it really,really isnt. it's tiring and exhausting. we had to do a run,brisk walk and push combo (with "ACTION ARMS AND LEGS") for about 5 hours. they were very lovely people though, we had breaks and food and it was quite fun and a GREAT workout! i speak to you sitting down because i don't think i can get up. nor can i move my arms, shoulders and back. oogh.


BEFORE..


AFTER..