...cupid cant read chinese...

...cupid's apparently was shooting at the wrong places. maybe its chinese style and cupid doesn't know how to read chinese. heck, it is chinese valentine's day. its chap goh mei. its the day when people throw oranges into the lake and others pick it up. dunno how this tradition got started but sounds quite lame to me. of course i have never experienced it before.

anyway, i met with success and the rest of my gang for a not so yau-yeng chinese valentine celebration. nothing spectacular to shout about. it was a nite of peaceful noises, moments of motivational talk and tonnes of blessings and chanting. i think the nite turn out to be quite ok also ler. was happy to see jinsong there; apparently cupid only works for those who knows how to read chinese on this chinese valentine's day. wakakaz. js can read chinese i guess. later the nite, i went out with success to conclude the 15th day with i'm loving it! what an interesting nite.

hopefully cupid can aim better next time! or i can read more chinese the next year around...

...cupid's arrow...

...the attack of the kandar rice again. met up with my kaki for yet another round of this delusional rice. the sensational taste of the rice, the awesome smell of the meat. phenomenal experience.this time we went to kayu at the taipan. absolutely unique experience. the vocabulary sparring session continued with love, hatred and betrayal of feelings. i am glad things are being solved as we move on. the mind is a big mystery. we gotta look at it from different angles to get the right perspective. having caught the vision arrow from cupid, i think we strike a good deal with each other; seeing what is invisible to others...

...invisible arrow...

...not many knows of my fetish for the kandar rice. those who are close to me didn’t know this. my closest buddy didn’t know about it either. but yes, i finally found my kandar rice kaki. our little fetish got the best of us and we drove in search of the newly open kandar rice restaurant chain near the pirates ship landing where the red-bandana pirates ruled.

the nite was beautiful. the soft orange light that made its way through the misty environment, the cool breeze that blows through my hair and the sensational display fireworks makes the nite to be delusional and passionately engaging next to de-strand. the combination of kandar rice and lemonade just send us directly on a flight to cloud nine.

quenching our thirst with the cooling lemonade while serenading the display of fireworks; the nite was sensational. the sight of the frappie ice blended got the better of us. expresso frappie and choco blendy gave us a more thrilling out of this world feeling. it was a time of sharing of experiences and exchanging of matters of the inner conscious. we had a wonderful time exchanging words and solving the mystery of the mind. suddenly we become the pirates master; engaging in a heart to heart vocabulary sparring and following the trail of cupid one.

it was good to let it all out and allow our mind to let loose. the feeling of letting go and letting out soothe the tighten muscles around the neck and shoulders. all failures of cupid were thrown into the sea at de-strand and his arrows were collected and kept. we’ve got the vision arrow from cupid; the sight to see what is invisible to others. indeed we are in the presence of a wonderful friendship. i saw great future.

when the fireworks slowly disappear into the night, we made our way home with a solved mystery of the mind and a wonderful heart of beautiful friendship. it was indeed an exquisite nite to spend with a dear friend.

...delay no more...

...what began as a last minute chinese new year dinner with the bitch club turns out to be a fabulous gathering. both our out-going president and current president were here with us on this special occasion. we opted for a more modern lousang dish to represents our long live logo of “u’ve been bitched” with the ever famous char sor tong where we lou-ed the char sor tong high above the head; way over our throat into our stomach. we believe this is the best way to lou for the best of kaypee-eyes this coming year. mickey would definitely agree with us.

of course the dinner was a delay no more dinner since cny was at its peak of seventh day and the eve of lovers nite. the bitch club was indeed praised for a well delayed no more kind of gathering. yes indeed the mai-chau hai dish came last and everyone had a good wait for it to show its shadow. mai-chau hai dish was sautéed with some mayonnaise cream sauce and cilipadi sensation. you ought to try.

u’ve indeed been bitched. and its everybodys birthday; the seventh day of the lunar new year. of course it wont be memorable if we did not have the new cake from the pirates sea; the dunno how to pronounce something something chi-ao which sounds like some basket french name cake instead of tiramisu. (someone please help me, i forgot the name in the menu)

bitch club – rocks!!!

happy birthday everybody. and v-day to all...

...jayrel@8...

...when i look into his eyes, i see hope, i see life, i see a land full of promises reflecting back. the hand that stretches to feed him gives so much hope and dreams to him. this little boy has a great future ahead of him...

...gongxifacai...

...its chinese new year. the petronas commercial says go back for reunion dinner. i was captivated by the little boy big smile sitting at the bus stop. and kurnia flashes the boh-eng commercial that froze the split second action and peejay is so darn quiet. the first in 33 years i made my good fren with p.s.t. happy chinese new year to all...

...its just curve...

...its not straight. its just curve. the day has been not so right. so many wrong turns. woke up to a bad sore throat. probably too much bitching. wakakaz. the day became worst towards the evening. fever was like just inches away. somehow i feel like going home and sleep. but the other part of me wanted to be away from home. far away.

i met up with kev and wt for dinner. thought it was good to catch up before the cny holidays. and indeed the sore throat subsided, the fever left after i munched on some chillies and obviously the bitching session does help. wakakaz. welcome to the beach club!

holiday mood made its way in: so what, i have no such feeling of overwhelmed anyway, its just chinese new year; afterall its just a rest day and i can sleep the whole day. yea, i am so tired. left the not so straight place slightly after 1230 and headed back to my bed...