i’ve just come home from Pulau Perhentian, still sticky from a glorious 4 days of swimming in clear sparkling sea and lazing around in the sand doing absolutely nothing.
by the end of the first day, we were already wondering what the hell we could do for the remaining days in order to pass time, but everything just fell into place really nicely. we went snorkeling and banana boating, built random stuff in the sand, played Truth or Dare and Heart Attack, played stupid games like Johnny Whoops and Open Close Open Close, got lost in a forest at sundown (seriously.. i should dedicate a whole post to what happened), endlessly and relentlessly made fun of Freddy’s stomach and Justin’s puking, dug a big hole and buried ourselves in it, and many other random things. the crevices in between were filled with lots of cat-napping in the sun and gossiping over ice cream. nice :)
photos with accompanying stories!
#1 the 10 of us in Kuala Besut, waiting for the ferry to Perhentian
#2 us girls at the island :) L-R : aira, christine, me, sieutheng
#3 them boys! L-R : ben, freddy, jin hang, justin, darren, haow kang
#4 them boys being … themselves :\
#5 all of us! did we use self timer for this? if so, man we have some skillz!
#6 Jin is the God of Dark Skin. here we are, hailing him and offering sacrifices so that he may have mercy on our fair pasty white epidermis on this sunny holiday
#7 everybody say hello to Freddy! everybody say hello to Freddy’s stomach! heehehehee!
#8 everybody say hello to Freddy and Ben :\
#9 us heading out for some snorkeling.. lots of funny snorkeling stories!!! one day i must share them :D
#10 doesnt Freddy look so cute in snorkeling gear while feeding fish?!
#11 HAHA THIS IS JUSTIN AFTER HE PUKED. hahahaha. Jus is very cute wan - he pukes all the time on trips. the last time there was a trip to Penang, he puked mid-air while parasailing. so now not only has he puked in air, he has also puked in the water. one day we wanna bring him on a roller coaster so that he’ll puke on land, too!
#12 haha we found some rocks and did the Sports Illustrated thing!
#13 if you’ve been following my Plurks over there on the sidebar, you’d know that we found a watchtower and started hurling ourselves off it. this is Jin taking the first plunge!
#14 me!
#15 Christine!
#16 Darren being born
#17 Freddy doing an egyptian walk off the watchtower hahahhaa
#18 Ben tripped HAHAHAHA SO CUTE
#19 i dont really know why boys always start building stuff the moment they hit the sand. this is them building Mesopotamia
#20 … while we girls camwhore and laze in the sun and make them fetch us drinks!!!
#21 we took a boat from Perhentian Besar (where we stayed) to Long Beach, which is on Perhentian Kecil. Long Beach is soooo much nicer than our beach, with a lot more eye candy too! nicer food as well. this is us sitting in this really massive hole that we chose to dig for no apparent reason
#22 and this is us sandbaking ourselves
#23 Ben wanting to lick my toes!! can see, no have :D
#24 then we went banana boating, where the banana boat gets towed really quickly by a speedboat that takes sharp turns in attempts to throw us off the banana and into the water
#25 this was when we already took one very painful fall into the water where someone’s fingernails cut Freddy’s leg, Ben got water-whiplash and the rest of us were smarting all over from the impact. haha! le ouchness
#26 Darren captured us mid-splash! but got my camera wet =( i fear for its health =( but at least we got a nice picture!
#27 after getting tired of making one too many sand penises and sand breasts, the boys decided to build the Pyramids of Giza
#28 that’s my arm playing Open Close Open Close and everyone else looking confused while trying to figure out the game!!! HAHAHA! Open Close is this game where you have to guess if i’m showing you an Open or a Close. only the truly intelligent will be able to guess!!!
#29 so? open or close? :D
#30 awwwww so cute our boys <3
#31 this is us outside our rooms at the Cocohut, right before checking out
#32 and this is where we spent 4 whole days of fun and bonding :)
i’ve only been back home a few hours and i already wanna go back to Perhentian. the air in this life is so filled with manners, politicking and to-do’s… but in Perhentian, we had the most refreshing time of salty sea breeze, jokes, laughter, story-sharing and camaraderie. sharing masturbatory confessionals (oh yes we did!) in Truth penalties over a game of Heart Attack was so much fun! so was gossiping late into the night and digging that huge hole.
but absolutely nothing can top the time we accidentally entered and got lost in the jungle while searching for this specific beach to watch the sunset. tell you guys about it in the next post :) it is the best Perhentian experience ever!
this is a photo post from the Nuffnang Wild Live Blogging Party that was just over! only the first part though, cos there were just way too many cool costumes to take pictures of throughout the night :)
the party was a smashing success! as i previously mentioned, the party concept is blogging live from the event using those nifty pocket-size USB modems and computers set up at the venue, with a wildlife/animal dress code! it was held at Modesto’s + Rain in Desa Sri Hartamas and saw some 200 guests attending. great games, great costumes, great food (seriously), great party activities like animal face painting and polaroids for the guests, but most of all… great company :)
20 photos first! i’m currently using my super awesome Nokia N82 (a pinkpau n00b review shall follow when i get the hang of this phone) to go online, so i can’t put up too many pics. another batch of 20 photos coming up soon!
#1 the moment i walked into the venue, i saw THE COWS!!! haha their udders are so hilarious; everyone kept pulling on them the whole night. i asked Nicholas (second from left) where his udders were, and he just gave me that infamous grin of his and pointed to the hole in the crotch area of his costume -_-
#2 and this is me with them cows. i partied till the cows came home!!!!! giggle.
#3 this is when the party started and they were calling for the first kind of each animal to rush up and hug the emcee. and because there were so many of the same kinda animals, there’d always be a whole bunch of people pushing their way to the front to give Liang a big bear hug! hehe these are the rabbits
#4 and these are the leopards!
#5 THE ELEPHANTS!!! Shad on the right made his costume and used a rolled up towel as his trunk! the awesomeness! i have a picture with him in my 2nd batch of pics that shows what his poster says :D very funny wan
#6 the bees! HAVE YOU GUYS WATCHED BEE MOVIE!!! it is so the best animated movie.
#7 despite all my initial hooha about going as a peacock, i ended up sticking with my ladybug outfit instead. haha look, i brought my home with me - a big leaf :D big thanks to Gin for lending me her ladybug cap!
#8 Vivien and i! we went to primary and secondary school together
#9 and this is Lie Peh, also a primary & secondary schoolmate. she’s a make up artist now, and she has got some SKILLS!
#10 us very cute former Nuffnang interns aka the Nuffiepuffs! this is such a hot photo of Michbaby (first from right)!
#11 and this is our ex-boss, Stewie. haih. dont you think he is so sexually unattractive!!!!!!111
#12 this is my favorite photo of the night :) this is me with the Nuffies hired for the night - Germaine, Veron, Ginny (who was told to cover up hahahaha you’re lucky if you managed to take a picture with her in her initial costume!!!) and Jess.
#13 me with Adeline, the super cute 1st runner-up for Malaysian Dreamgirl! my favorite Dreamgirl moment will ALWAYS be Adeline’s “higher than mountain, deeper than ocean” quote… :D
#14 and this is Hanis, the 2nd runner-up for Dreamgirl! she came as a moth! her dress was really, really pretty
#15 me and Kenny who came as … Winnie the Pooh… hahahahaha
#16 the very hot Michbaby!!! Tangbaby, her bf, came as Shrek!
#19 this is Suet Li who came as an ostrich! aren’t her eyelashes nice? hahaha when i saw her that night, i was really surprised she bought such expensive-looking falsies for the night, because she doesnt like to waste money wan, and so i asked her how much hers was. and then she went, “OH! i just cut feathers from my ostrich costume and glued them on!!!” haha sigh! only you, liew suet li!
#20 and this is Kevin who came as a mixed cat. he was so drunk, he had to be hoisted out by his friends. hahahhaa. sigh he and i go way back. one day i must tell you guys the story of how we met.
okay okay okay i gotta go now. my friends are waiting for me. if i stay here blogging any longer, we’re all going to miss the ferry to Pulau Perhentian. yesssss a beach getaway with the besties :D i so cannot wait!!! okay byeeee
it’s 5.18 in the morning! guess who’s still not sleeping yet? yah. this slumber disability, paired with some accidental hyperactivity caused by a neat wipe-out of half a packet of peanut butter cups, brings to you a random list of updates in the awesome life of the pinkpau, with a little bit of random opinion and burning observations thrown in here and there :
1. Martian has come and gone. we spent the weekend at the Ritz Carlton, where i took gross advantage of the vast bathroom counter by lining up all the contents of my toiletries bag in ascending height on the surface and pored through the room service menu with wide-eyed fascination while Martian worked. on Monday morning i jumped up and down on the bed. Tuesday morning was spent tucking into a delicious plate of waffles with cinnamon sugar and lots of maple syrup while i battled with the waiter who kept trying to take my plates away - hello i am not done with that!. other than the constant struggle to defend my plates, i really like hotel breakfasts. i also really like my boyfriend. his name is Martian. in two months i am going to be apart from him for real. i’m trying not to think or talk about this but obviously i am failing. i think about it every moment that i am awake. no, i don’t really know what to do. i just want to be with my boyfriend. that is all.
2. i hate to break it to you guys, and i swear i wanted to slit my wrists when i heard the news, but it seems our friends on the other side of the causeway have bought over Death Cab for Cutie, and the band will now be performing there instead of here because they are smitten by the allure of the Singapore dollar. i address my following lament to the Singaporeans : is it not enough that you have the Great Singapore Sale and tutu cake? is it not enough that you already have Jason Mraz, Lostprophets, New Found Glory, Travis, Panic at the Disco, Alicia Keys and One Republic performing at Singfest this August? must you take away from us Malaysians this little bit of joy that we held so close - and so briefly - to our hearts? this means war. the next time someone tries to chope their seat with a packet of tissue at Maxwell during lunch hour, i’m going to snarl at them and hide their tissue packet. i am also withdrawing my participation in the Great Singapore Sale, and i am not going to eat anymore Orchard Road ice cream. and the next time i watch a play at the Esplanade, i’m going to cough really loudly. there. take that.
3. this is the newest addition to my life, my pride and joy, the reason why i’ve been smiling so much lately :
his name is Egg Mcmuffin! everybahdy, say hello to Egg!
4. i recently made a decision. i am happier now. i wish i could tell you what that decision is, but i cant, because as we all know, diplomacy is the name of the game. and i actually went on to say, screw diplomacy! and proceeded to disclose in startling detail and clarity the entire saga of my heart-wrenching and difficult decision… but that was a few minutes before i decided to backspace everything in a fit of guilt and sudden sense of, well, diplomacy. le sigh. but i suppose i could share with you the last sentence of the paragraph that was backspaced into oblivion, because it is vague and random enough to be published diplomatically. okay here goes. it is: ‘and i dont care how bloody chun the pina colada is‘. whoa.
5. this space is reserved for Masami until she gets back to me with what she wants me to write here!
6. i am going to start something new on my blog, and it’s going to be called the ‘Pinkpau’s n00b Guide to …’ and one kinda replaces the ellipsis with whatever facet of life that requires a 19 year old girl telling you how to do it, as if her opinion will actually help you achieve your goals. haih. but the only thing i have credibility to guide anyone through is the US College Application process, how to score straight A’s in SPM, how to throw awesome themed parties, a guide to climbing Mount Kinabalu and finding the perfect birthday present. oh and making really yummy brownies. and backspacing paragraphs into oblivion. this looks like it will be a really short n00b series :( any suggestions?
7. my ex boss thinks that i am not sexually attractive. i really hate him sometimes. ex boss, this is for you :
edit: okay okay, before everyone starts thinking that my ex boss is some kinda evil jerk who’s out to crush other people’s self esteem, i’d better clarify that his mean statement was made in an acceptable context :P we were talking about sex, see, and he said that he can talk to me about such things openly only because he’s not sexually attracted to me, coz we’ve been friends for so long. there. okay, clarification aside, the rest of the time he is actually still quite mean and evil.
8. tomorrow i am going to get my bank account!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i’m damn excited. i’m going to wear nicely, put perfume and everything.
remember this post where i had to collect 200 comments for that trip to London? i won my prize fair and square, so Martian and i were making plans to go to London next month, our last holiday before i leave for Columbia and all that… but due to unforeseen circumstances, the trip is no longer on. i am sad and pouty, but ultimately mature enough to understand. *takes deep breath*
London wouldn’t be the same without Martian anyway.
but it’s not London i will be going to :D
i’m going to …. MANCHESTER!!! or to be precise, i’m going to OLD TRAFFORD!!!
so here’s the story. i was recently asked to head a team of 5 bloggers for a contest-within-a-contest, in which the goal is to come up with a game plan that will win the bigger contest for sure. both contests are organized by Mister Potato, and the grand prize is an all-expenses paid trip for 30 winners to Manchester, England to visit Old Trafford.
to be one of the 30 winners of this contest and that free trip to Manchester, what you have to do is collect the seals or empty packets of the Mister Potato limited edition packs of potato chips, clip them all together and send them off to the headquarters. 3 points for each red canister seal, 2 points for the bigger packet and 1 point for the smaller packet. 30 winners with the highest points at the end of the contest duration will win the trip to Manchester and mucho bragging rights!
i was teamed up with 5 bloggers for this contest, and together we had to figure out the mother of all game plans (though not necessarily execute it), in order to theoretically collect as many Mister Potato seals/packs as possible and win free tickets to Manchester for the whole team!
bryan made this picture. hahaha isn’t it so cute. and i dont know who this player is, but he’s cute too!
my teammates are :
:: Justina, the creative and quick-thinking fashionista
:: Mr Badak, the intelligent Manchester United fan who whipped up an awesome forum for us to hold our project discussions
:: Bryan, the fun, cheeky and funny guy that every team needs
:: Pinky, a super cute girl whose bubbly personality glues the team together!
we totally lucked out because we got sorted into the best team ever :) everyone’s cool, punctual, hardworking and smart; there was absolutely no unnecessary team drama and bossy or lazy teammates in Team B.U.M.P! yes that’s us. (B)loggers (U)nited for (M)ister (P)otato! :D
and our gameplan to beat all gameplans? it’s called OPS Kentang. HAHAHA i’m getting excited just saying the name!
the basic idea is this: we’re going to lobby for Mister Potato to sponsor potato chips for our police force, just like how the cops in the United States are sponsored free donuts for life. yes now you know how that cops & donuts stereotype came about :P we are proposing that Mister Potato be known as THE snack food for our Polis Diraja Malaysia. that would in turn make our cops happy, because potato chips make ANYONE happy and if they come in endless supply that’s even better, cos yknow, it’s never possible to eat just ONE potato chip.
and when the estimated 54,405 cops all over our country finish off their packs of Mister Potato chips, guess which team is going to be collecting all the empty packets and canister seals to help them win a certain Mister Potato competition? :P our team did the math, and if every cop in the country is entitled to a sponsorship of 10 packets and 5 tubes of Mister Potato chips in a month, that’s 544,050 empty packets and 272,025 seals for Team B.U.M.P to collect every month. HAHAHA! IS THIS A MONSTER-SIZED PROJECT OR WHAT.
now the challenge for us as a team is first of all - convincing the Mister Potato brand that this sponsorship is a great idea, and secondly - the logistical nightmare of collecting all the empty packets and seals from the 837 police stations all over Malaysia.
Justina, our Chief Operations Officer, and I, our Chief Communications Officer (i do love our lofty titles!) will deal with the first challenge of pitching this sponsorship idea. when the proposal goes through, we are then to make sure our working relationship with the brand is smooth at all times. you can read Justina’s blog here for an abridged version of the proposal for Mister Potato and the reasons why they should fall in love with our idea ;)
our 4 Regional Managers are given the task of working out a system to collect the empty packets and seals throughout the entire country and executing it to well-oiled perfection. another reason why we are the dream team - all of our geographical locations just fit together perfectly. Pinky who hails from Penang is in charge of all Northern Peninsula collection points, Bryan from PJ will be overseeing the Southern Peninsula, Mr Badak from Kota Kinabalu in Sabah is responsible for Sabah’s collection points, and finally Clare from Sarawak has her work cut out for her because she’s in charge of the biggest state in our country!
but how are they as individuals going to cover the collection for such huge areas, and in the case of Pinky and Bryan, covering several states? each of them have come up with their own individualized plan of action. click on their blogs to find out what they are :) strokes of genius, i assure you.
at the start of my blog post, i said i would be going to Manchester. well that’s just me being silly :) we’re not REALLY going for sure because we haven’t even won the contest yet. but i really hope that we do, because our game plan is so awesome, and Bryan and Mr Badak who are Man Utd fans would absolutely love the Old Trafford experience… while the rest of us girls can do our shopping. hehe!
you can bribe this cop with potato chips any day :P
so what do you guys think? just from reading about our gameplan, do you think we have a chance of winning this? be honestttt!!! *shifty eyes*
i sometimes watch, with a little twinge of sadness, the collective pain that hovers in the stale air of train stations. i dont mean the sharp, burning, excruciating kind of pain with an urgency so engulfing that the torture completely blanks out our minds, but i mean the kind of pain that follows us around like dark shadows. the kind of pain that inhabits the back of our heads and sags our shoulders under its unkind weight. everyone at the train station looks tired and sad. sad and tired. under that roof, we are all fighting battles. we are all facing problems and dilemmas, whether at work or at home or in love or in life, involuntarily soaking ourselves in the bile of our issues as we wait for a train that will surely be too packed for us to squeeze our way into.
i had a little bit of train station pain myself the other day. it happened when the train doors closed right in my face. i cannot even begin to describe that confused feeling of discomfort and hurt that i felt as i stepped back from the moving train. it felt almost and weirdly like rejection, and it was a sensation that reminded me of every bloody hurtful and lonely moment i’ve ever had in my life. which is strange, because it was obviously an automated door that had closed in my face and no one had caused it to happen on purpose, but i think anyone who’s ever had a door closed in their face will understand how i felt that day. i realized then that this was the exact feeling that i try my very best to avoid, be it at the train station or generally in life, and that is why i never push my way forward. because i’m scared of having doors close in my face. aiming to catch the second train somehow feels a lot better than aiming to catch the first but missing it.
all my life, i’ve always been constantly searching for signs of unconditional love and belonging. i’ve realized that it’s a mark of how i grew up, feeling like i was always unwanted and that people have better things to do than tend to me. maybe that’s why i always walk away; leave them first before they leave you, that kind of thing. it’s so destructive and so sad, but so impossible to undo. i long to find a person who can make me feel like he or she will never leave me or make me feel like i’m number two. sometimes i think i’ve found these people, but i’m always proven wrong. being proven wrong is what i hate most. those damn doors that close in my face.
when i got off the train and stepped out into the balmy night air, i looked around tiredly to find the car. as i walked towards the road, i saw that the man had come out of the car and was waiting for me midway from the car to the entrance of the station. he waved to me and held out his arms. this is a man who can make me feel so wretched and unwanted, and lonely, and that i’m someone who’s not worth being there for. it was such a small gesture, this move of exiting his comfortable air-conditioned car and waiting outside in the stuffiness of KL air for me, but the unexpected unselfishness of it all broke my heart. i’m so unused to this sort of tenderness. it was glaringly painful. i spent the rest of the car ride crying quietly in the back of the car.
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