and they are the most AWESOME SHIT IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!!! where have they been all my life?? have i really been exposing myself to subpar acoustic experiences all this while?! oh mai gawd, must make up for lost time.
Songs To Play On Headphones With The Volume At Max
teriyaki boyz - tokyo drift the moffats - i’ll be there fore you
the all american rejects - move along
starsailor - four to the floor roxette - dangerous
arctic monkeys - fake tales of san francisco
hanson - mmmbop
muse - hysteria taking back sunday - cute without the e mcfly - 5 colours in her hair
lit - my own worst enemy kaiser chiefs - everyday i love you less and less
jimmy eat world - sweetness jason mraz - geek in the pink
grease - summer nights fatboy slim - renegade master run dmc - it’s like that third eye blind - semi charmed life greenday - when i come around
greenday - holiday
good charlotte - i just wanna live ferry corsten - punk cave - street carnival (skip to 2:45)
something corporate - i woke up in a car brand new - seventy times seven
the place is crowded and people are weaving in and out among the tables and chairs. mirthful afternoon chatter is bouncing off the mirrored walls and into my chocolate milkshake. the clink of cutlery and the shuffling of posteriors on vinyl booths lend a nice symphony of understated sounds to the surroundings. it’s a bustling place full of energy - everyone here has got the shifty eyes and the foot-tapping thing going on, as well as the laugh-out-loud syndrome.
but as i clasp my mug of hot water in my hands, i feel strangely relaxed. i feel like this place, this place of rushing people, grants me the prerogative to just sit back and whittle time away. in here, i am like one of those characters from one of those music videos - where everyone around her is moving in fast forward, as she sits forlornly on stairs or walks on the streets, watching slowly as everyone goes by in accelerated motion. streaked eyeliner down the cheek is an option.
here, i can be wrapped in foil and hidden away. but not today, today i must talk even though i dont want to. why cant people understand that there is such a thing as comfortable silence?
how are you?
i’m very confused.
about what?
about what happened last night.
i’m sorry.
(i’m not, really.)
briefly, we leave it at that. i know he wants to know why, but i dont want to talk about it. it’s not really important anymore. to talk about it would exhume a lot of other things, things that will take up a lot of energy and a lot of fidgeting and a lot of beating around the bush. and it would spoil the afternoon. why would we wanna do that? it’s such a nice day today.
1.00pm - wake up to afternoon sunlight streaming into the room. realize i got to sleep in, and am very appreciative cos yesterday was a long and hectic day. roll around the bed daydreaming and giggling about nothing in particular.
1.15pm- roll around the sheets some more. giggle some more, about something in particular.
1.30pm - after a lot of rolling around, finally notice a small box on my pillow. am momentarily confused - when did this get here? how come i only see it now??? open it to find some really pretty earrings, along with a little note. read the note, gigglegiggle heehee. see a little postscript at the back of the note. (i love postscripts.) read postscript, grin like a fool, am totally overwhelmed by the romanticness of it all.
1.35pm - read note once more. press note to nose and inhale. no scent, but nevermind, i’ve got a good imagination (and memory).
1.45pm - finally get out of bed. potter around for a bit.
1.50pm - had a break, had a kitkat. take delight in the simple pleasure of it.
2.00pm - check messages on my mobile. there are 3. love the feeling of opening unread texts on my mobile!
2.30pm - take a gooooood long shower with Body Shop’s papaya shower gel. sort out some thoughts, reach some decisions.
2.50pm - sit on shower floor and massage apricot scrub into face while the water from the shower hits my back. pretend i’m sitting under a waterfall. waterfall = john kam.
3.00pm - realize it’s very wrong to think of john kam while in the shower. hurriedly towel off and exit bathroom.
3.10pm - have a bowl of honey stars while reading Ian McEwan’s The Child In Time. wonder when the hell i’m going to actually finish this book - am still only on page 86.
4.00pm - watch America’s Next Top Model while still wrapped in bath towel. realize i really like the feeling of watching tv in nothing but a towel. read The Star during commercial breaks. check out movie listings and nothing looks good - feel a bit disappointed cos was supposed to catch a movie tonight. nevermind, can do other things.
4.40pm - brothers come home from school. i steal a bit of their lunch. there is such a thing as a free lunch after all!
4.45pm - announce to brother that Lisa is eliminated today. good. i dont like Lisa - she’s annoying, a showoff and a weirdo even if she does take VERY good pictures. brother ignores me.
4.50pm - start on homework. in between chatting on gmail. and msn. and eating more cereal. and checking out videos on youtube. and reading blogs. and posting in forums.
5.15pm - REALLY start on homework.
6.00pm - finally finish homework, email it out to team members. feel very accomplished - revel in this good feeling for a bit.
6.15pm - take a hot shower with my beloved papaya shower gel again. immerse myself in its smell.
6.30pm - realize i’m going to be late for my 7pm dinner date if i dont get out of shower NOW. hurriedly towel off and exit bathroom.
6.50pm - after trying off 50 billion different things and dancing around the room, am finally done getting dressed. attire of choice - jeans, a bikini top and a fuchsia top. notice that i am definitely going to be late, no way i can make it to town in 10 minutes!
6.52pm - start blogging.
7.07pm - finish blogging. okay going to be SO late. gotta go!!!
(i’m going to have duck rice in PJ New town. muahahaha. blast from the past, yo!)
edit : and here’s a pic :D though i think the pic doesnt do ANY justice to how yummy the duck rice really is..
Sweet Bean is a little cafe in Sri Petaling that ivan took me to the other day. he insisted that the wantan mee there is reeeeeeeally nice, but i didnt believe him, cos everyone knows only the coffeeshops and wet markets serve the best wantan mee! how can cutesy little establishments with pastel walls and air conditioning serve good wantan mee?! just so wrong lah. but i layan him anyway, and so off to Sweet Bean we went! (but only after i camwhored on his car, hehe)
the first thing that we had was the Red Bean Glutinous Rice Dumpling With Ice And More Red Beans On Top or some other long-ass name like that. it is a shaved ice dessert in coconut milk, then topped with LOTS and LOTS of red beans, and then finished with two red bean tong yuens (glutinous rice dumplings) on the side. i LOVE it cos the redbean topping was really very good, plus they were so generous with the beans! coconut milk was thin and not too sweet - just lovely.
next up is the Deep Fried Sesame Glutinous Rice Dumpling. okay i wouldnt order this if i were you, cos the moment you pop it into your mouth, all this OIL oozes out onto your tongue. yeah i can hear all the girls going ‘eeeewwww!’ already. that’s what ivan and i said too. we also ordered their Fried Wantan, one of ivan’s favourite dishes in that place. it’s quite good but i dont have a pic of it.
and THIS is the wantan mee that ivan keeps raving about! the one in the picture is Wantan Mee with Honey BBQ Chicken. nope that’s not char siew, this place is actually halal. oleh itu, semua orang melayu mesti datang sini try the wantan mee, ok?! cos it’s damn good. really!!! i take back what i said about only the coffeeshops and markets selling good wantan mee! y’all MUST TRY Sweet Bean’s wantan mee. the sauce in the noodles is just perfect, and the honey marinade for the chicken is just wow. i kid you not.
yesterday we went back to Sweet Bean again because i was so craving the wantan mee. this time around, we also tried the Egg Milk Pudding thing, which was amazing. the texture is just right - not too flimsy and not too thick .. and the taste! the taste! it’s like this *perfect* ratio of egg and cream and vanilla! it’s really one of the better chinese desserts that i’ve ever had.
this is the Peanut Paste + Sesame Tong Yuen combo. in Sweet Bean, they have all this tong shui combinations - you can mix and match any of their paste desserts with their tong yuen. this is great for people like me who want just a bit of everything, haha. anyways their fasang wu (peanut paste) is absolutely divine. it’s really hard to find a good peanut paste that isnt too watered down, or even worst, so cloying (like KTZ’s) that you feel like soaking your throat in hypotonic solution after just a few spoonfuls. so from now on, if i ever crave peanut paste, Sweet Bean is the place i’m gonna go! ivan, you will go with me right??
above is the Mushroom Cheese Chicken Chop Noodle that Li Shun recommended! if you’re ever starving and need something that will really stick to your bones, this is totally for you. the gravy on the noodles is reminscent of cream of mushroom soup, but thicker and more flavourful with a strong meld of cheddar cheese in it. then there are all these yummy mushroom bits in the gravy too! the chicken chop itself is good as well. i quite like it! the only complaint i have is that there’s perhaps too much MSG in the gravy.
this place is great! a bit hidden away but totally worth the trip. it’s not too expensive either, will put up the prices when ivan emails me the receipt. we totally recommend this place for a quick bite or for any dessert/wantan mee cravings you may have! :D
Sweet Bean(map)
No 25, Jalan 13/149L,
Bandar Baru Sri Petaling,
57000 KL.
Tel : 019-317 4681 (Raymond)
to person 1 -
you’re still superficial. but still so cute. a part of me wants to just reach out and hug you and kiss you on the cheek. and i still love your dimples. hey last month, i stumbled across this diary i kept during the span of our relationship - i completely forgot i had it! it was an interesting read, i cant believe i was ever so honest with myself about anything. it’s crazy..
to person 2 -
i watched a travel documentary the other day about the best beaches to go surfing and i immediately thought of you. i’m sorry we dont talk anymore. i’m sorry i was so cold to you, and i’m sorry i refuse to see you everytime you come back. i think i never properly told you how cute you look when you’re trying to teach me how to do accounts. i dont think i told you either that during my exams, i did alright in my accounts section and got an A in the subject. thanks.
to person 3 -
i was walking down the escalator the other day. i wanted to call you, and automatically i just hit your old speed dial number. but that speed dial number isnt yours anymore, and it only registered after i saw that my mobile was dialing a different person. that was weird. habit is weird.
to person 4 -
see, wait so long for what? it’s too late now. i’m doing what 21st century girls do. maybe you should do what 21st century boys would do.
to person 5 -
i love you most when you’re walking beside me and holding my hand. i love you most when you’re laughing. i love you most when you’re trying to tickle me. i love you most when you’re trying to be firm. i love you most when you give in. i love you most when you grudgingly eat the junk food i feed you. i love you most when you stay up till 6am to talk to me on the phone! i love you most when you grab my wrists and make me stay with you. i love you most when i’m falling asleep next to you..
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