Sleepy Spudgy

HAHAHA What a funny cute little dog...

My Tree is No Longer Present-less...

Oh My God! I absofuckinglutely cannot believe what I just got in the mail today! Let me start from the morning...

So I had an interview with this a pretty cool company for an assistant job and it went pretty well and I got an appointment with the Director next week. Exciting.

When I called mom about it, she told me someone had sent me a package by DHL and apparently content was DVD(s). In chinese, you really can't tell when it's plural or not. The package was sent to my parent's place and it got me thinking that it's really weird. 1) I haven't bought anything online lately and 2) no friend of mine knows my parents' address except for one nemesis. I cleared it with my sis that it wasn't her and then I got into a panicky mode.

I met Ed for lunch and started telling him I was so worried that in my mind it was already turning into a nightmare. I thought a particular person decided to do a little harmful prank on me and I was about to die of anxiety. I tried relaxing by joking that perhaps he found his conscious and decided to return those West Wing DVDs I should have never let go in the first place. This entire conversation was true and you can all verify with Edward. By the way athough he thought I went nutty by the time we parted ways, he also thought it was that person too for a moment.

I had imagined the package to be envelope size but when I saw it it was more like a shoebox size package. When I saw that it was from NY, not only was I relieved I was also starting to get very excited. It was from Stella and Michele of course! And guess what's in it? A special edition complete DVD series of all 7 seasons of...wait for it... THE WEST WING!!! OH MY GOD!!! I absofuckinglutely cannot believe my eyes! I checked it many many times just to be sure and for a while couldn't stand up...

I cannot believe such great things happening especially when I got th Sex and The City complete DVD collection from my darling sis just last X'mas and I think I am wearing them out already...

I just want to say a BIG BIG BIG Thank You to Stella and Michele for this wonderful gift. I'm still floating in the air by the way. I'm sorry I didn't even get you guys an actual card but I think I've already found the perfect gift in return... for Stella at least :P

HAPPY HOLIDAYS Y'ALL!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

p.s. turns out my sis knew about it!!!

p.p.s. half way home I already stopped thinking that it was that person as he is too cheapskate to send by DHL.

A word to Angelina Jolie... The Whore...

I don't care if you're the sexiest woman alive in this world who does all the goodwill embassador things, you do not go around telling the world you had no intention of breaking someone's marriage when in fact you were a large part of why that marriage broke down. No, you will never ever have the right to say anything in your own defense on that matter. That's gloating even if you didn't "intend" for it to be.

It was better when you kept your mouth shut and let Jen do the talking. Keep that up please. Have no interest in what you have to say nor do I care about all the "good work" you do for the poor and needy of the world. You're nothing but a selfish person whose constant need for attention drove you to charitable acts for the sole purpose of filling up your ego to the max so you can feel good about yourself after all the horrible things you did to others with your manipulating ways.

For the record, Jen might not have been the best person for the role of Marianne Pearl, but clearly, neither are you. You're just a bad actress. Very very bad actress. I doubt you'll ever learn how to act. You really stink!

The Land of the Free...

Since I've started recapping my NY trip in such a random fashion, I thought it'd be good to write down the most important sightings I've encountered during my trip and get it out of the way.

No it's not the wedding, the wedding was an once in a life time EXPERIENCE and not just sightings. I decided to write this first before recapping the wedding because I do believe for single gals everywhere, this has to have happened before any future actual weddings would take place. Of course hopefully this will continue to happen (goodness willing) after the weddings.

What I want to talk about is the all the HOT guys I've seen in NY. Yes, ladies and germs, especialy the germs, we gals like to have our eye candies stroming down the streets all the time. It's not an exclusive club where only men like to see hot women walking around town. We love to see HOT/CUTE/SEXY (or all of the above) men strutting about their businesses on the busy streets of Manhattan (and really, everywhere if wish had made it so!) as well.

Yes, you might have noticed by now that most of the gals who flew 3000 miles, 20 hours flights, 3 time zones, several lay overs, with too many annoying fellow passengers and not enough alcohol, for the wedding are single. Most importantly, the wholesome trinity of me, Cat and my sister (oh wait... she's not single... damn it!).

Even when I cannot remember every little details that happened in NY, I do remember that hot guys were everywhere, anytime. Be it the guy in the business suit, the tees and the jeans, the protester in Times Sqaure (whom by the way looks like a model and probably is one), or the men in uniform. They roam freely on the streets of NY.

Like a hybrid between a Rugby player and an AFL player, they seem to have it all. With the muscles of the Rugby's and the pretty face and lean physique of an AFL's (don't worry, I do watch the games for the games, too), they truly were sights for sore eyes. It didnt' hurt that most of the guys we met/saw were all very charming and flirty, smart and intelligent looking (emphasis on the "looking" as most of them we never talked to), and most of all did not shy away from us 3 silly, hyper, giggling, and sometimes drunk (ok maybe more than just sometimes) gals.

Even the French guy we met on the train was exceptionally adorable. Despite my sister announcing she knows the word "croissant" and him teaching us the word "idioooot" (French for describing my sister as being a total idiot that the only French word she apparently knows is "croissant" and blurting it out for our entertainment), he was still such a dreamy encounter. Well, it didn't hurt either that upon asking him his purpose of the trip, he answered "I'mmm hhheree forrr luuove." (I think I just heard my heart stopped again...). That and also the fact we were high like smoke from a chimney after Stella's hens' night party at a drag queen club called "Lucky Cheng's" where Stella won us a huge ass bowl of suicidal cocktail at the catwalk contest right after we've already replaced our blood with alcohol.

But I'm not here to talk about the French. I'll do that when I actually go to France again. The most exhilarating experience happened on my second day in NY and the first day I hit town. Like the tourists that we were, 4 girls roamed the town on an open deck tour bus with our sunnies properly positioned. We got off at Greenwich Village around lunch time and decided to find a place where we can lunch outdoor. Yes we needed to smoke so outdoor seating was a must.

After walking around the charming streets of the Village, we set down at a lovely Mexican restaurant with ourdoor seating and two heart-stoppingly cute, straight waiters. Like an episode out of Sex and the City, us 4 were having a ball checking out the waiters, eating delicious food and drinking the perfect cocktails under clear blue sky, bleached white clouds and blindingly bright sun. The conversations, if anyone still cares, went on like any episodes of SATC, too.

Half way through lunch, a fire truck stopped right next to us. Immediately, we all went ga-ga over having NY's bravests so near us and the sighting of a super cute fireman. And guess what! HE ACTUALLY WAVED AND SMILED BACK AT US! With that he took care of what the sun couldn't do that day, melting us. If it weren't for the slightly cramped table, the arms and back of the chair, I (all 4 of us really) would have fallen off the chair in a NY second. We were giggling so hard we looked like we just came out of a psychiatric ward. While I was trying compose myself, he got off the truck and started putting on his helmut, still eyeing and smiling at us, I was never more grateful for my sunnies for blocking my deranged looking eyes. When they left, he was still smiling and waving at us, all of them did actually. It was a good day and already, our trip was off to a great start.

Over the next 3 weeks, it was an unbelievable journey of beautiful men and their flirty ways (except on weekends when they were replaced by tourists, I'm serious, it actually was easy to tell between the visitors and the true New Yorkers!). If the skanky female models own the streets of NY during Fashion Week, The HOT guys of NY rule the city everyday. I have never in my life experienced anything like what I had in NY. The men were all confident and proactive, never shying away from an eye contact, or starting a converstation. They were free in their flirtatious ways and spared no effort in making a lady feel good. Best of all, the ladies are free to respond in whatever way they want. It truly was a liberating experience.

Of course, there were also your usual jerks and smart asses, but in this free country, for 3 short weeks, I was freed. I was free to be who I am or whomever I want to be. Maybe it's the upside of being a tourist when you don't have to worry about the consequences, but in a city where prices are high, so are the prizes...

The Story of The Steak and The Cheesecake Cop...

NYC Cops In Action

Antother tribute to my NY trip. This is a stupid video I took...

So Cat and I were walking all around New York City looking for Steak one night after Celina was gone. We walked and walked and walked and after walking too many blocks and passing too many posh and pricey places, we finally settled in on a place called Maxie's that says on it's door they have The Best Cheesecake. Yes, we were in search of a good old piece of juicy yummy all Amercian steak and we ended up at a cheesecake place.

By the time we set down, we had a faint idea that we're around the Time Square area but since we've just walked through many dark alleys to get there we've totally lost out exact GPS readout. We were tired, hungry and wanted to sit down and the word cheesecake stood out like a light tower in the dark of ocean and it calmed our nerves. Actually the Hawaiian Tropic Zone next door with the pretty bikini-clad waitresses calmed our nerves more seeing as we would be among our own people (the waitresses not the customers), but as always, good things come with a high price.

We set down at a spot by the window near the back of the restaurant, ordered our steaks and nurtured our tired spirit with some very strong drinks. After a mere few sips of our drinks, we started to notice the perculiar things in the restaurant. For example, the wait staff here are all men except for the host, a few of them were young guys but most of them looked like they've been there for way too long. And their uniform was this stained white shirt which makes them look like the waiters in those Hong Kong local diner Cha Chaan Teng 茶餐廳 except they serve you cocktails, not milk tea and steak instead of fried beef noodles. I do regret not having taken a photo of them, what an odd sight. By the way, they serve like waiters from 茶餐廳 too.

Although our steak came out too well done and we had to sent it back, we did have some amazing desserts. Cat and I shared a piece of, wait for it, triple chocolate brownie cheesecake. It was heaven like and to top off the evening, we witnessed some real NYPD action. Just like episodes out of NYPD Blues, except there were no guns and no chasing, only 3 police cars, about 9 policemen and a stunning female latino cop with all the attitude and sassiness we've only ever seen on TV or in movies. She thoroughly mesmerised us.

The night didn't end there, this is just the first of many incredible stories from my NY trip. I will write more later, for now, I just wanted to write about the cop and the cheesecake.

By the way, we realised the next day how close this place was to Time Sqaure and we really shouldn't have felt so lost. Especially when it's right under the huge ass billboard sign advertising Sex and The City. For anyone curious to know about the address, it's on the corner of 7th Ave and 49th street. hehe...

President Clinton Last Days in Office

A little video tribute to my latest trip to NY and USA in general. Still can't get enough of this guy...

How I Lost My Vogue...

This is not really how I wanted to start my NY trip review blog as I have so much to say and they are all crazy, neurotic, hilarious stories and experiences. I'm not even ready to start but this I have to write about.

I bought a carton of Vogue when I left Hong Kong (as only the departure Duty Free sells them and not the arrival ones, don't ask me why this is so stupid) and I deliberately left 3 packs with me so that when I get back to HK I get to smoke them.

On my return, I finished my first pack like I'm a freaking chimney. It was good. Really good.

My second pack I finished it at regular pace. Well I did savour it a little by smoking something else in between to prolong the finishing of the second pack.

My third pack, I actually cut down on smoking so that I can make it last and last. I smoked just a few. So there was a BBQ with the same old bunch tonight. I packed my Vogue, put it in my bag and off I went. Somewhere between digging for my wallet and finding my seat I must have had a hand spasm or something. With all the mess that's going on around me right now, I really could not remember what happened, I could have walked out of my apartment with different shoes for all I care and I wouldn't have noticed. When after smoking a few of my friend's ciggies I've decided to dig for mine and it wasn't there. So, silly me, I thought I might have forgotten about it and just thought I put it in my bag when I hadn't.

All night I smoked someone else's ciggies. When I got home I thought, oh great, now I can smoke some of my Vogue! Well it wasn't home either. No where to be found. I actually went to the garbage room and dug out my trash to see if I had accidentally put it in the trash. Yes ladies and germs, I went through my trash, with other people's trash on top of them but I dug them out anyway. No luck there.

So now I'm feeling sad. Coz that was my last pack of Vogue for a long, long time. They were good ciggies. How I miss them.

So this is a blog dedicated to my lost ciggies. My Vogue.

I still call Australia

A version of the famous ad that many of us can relate to. It's funny... hehe...

Suddenly I'm an amateur...

I dropped this on Mehreen's msn and I'll say this again here... This is ridiculous, I'm so over the top excited about my NY trip I don't know how to go about planning it... This from someone who has been planning her own trips since the age of 16 (do the calculations in your own head and if you can't figure it out you're not supposed to know my age at present)... and I'm a frequent, seasoned traveler! This is simply ridiculous.

From another angle, this could also mean that I'm really in the adult world and doing adult things. Finally, I have to plan a trip around work, schedule, and budget. Not entirely a bad thing I guess and I'm confident I can rise above the occasion. Afterall, I haven't started doubting my intelligence... not yet at least...

I haven't said this yet but CONGRATULATION TO STELLA & MICHELE!!! I don't know a lot about Michele except he's Italian New York American who's taking my friend too far away from me (Hey! 8 hrs flight to Sydney ain't nothing compare to 22 hours to NY!). However, given the way he proposed (check Stella's blog) I'm confident that he will treat her like a princess. Here's to a great life for the two of them together.

And yes, she's the reason why I'm heading to the (in my head at least) glamorous, sexy, charming, smart, fast, hard ass of the New York City, which is all about tough love in stillettos and the worst fried brains.

She's also the reason why after years of having this trip (to NY) in my brains as fanciful bubbles, I'm finally going to see Mehreen after... well just too long. This itself is as exciting as the wedding or the trip. I absolutely CANNOT wait for the moment of nutty, crazy, incoherent, and emotional to the state of awkwardness reunion in Buffalo City (???).

Now you can understand why I'm having troubles planning this trip. It's just ridiculous. And if i wait until the adrenaline dies down before I go on planning, it'll absolutely be too late, my adrenaline will die 6 months after this trip... wait... no... 3 years more like it...

On a side note, my obsession with guys who are well built in even just a normal way have taken me to being obsessed with Rugby players (yes I've been through the AFL guys, TRUST ME!!!). Also guys who can master a stick... the manual gears of a car for those of you who are thinking of something else... Regardless, I'm starting to think that this is a sad sight...

I'm slowly dying of suffocation here, among other things... I'm really hoping I can move my base somewhere else next year, London is on top of the list given that I have legal residency in the UK... some other European countries too but I don't speak any other Euro languages... Maybe time for me to polish up my Bonjour or master driving on an Autobahn... or I could move to Montreal... Oops... that's in Canada... not in a million years...

A happier note, me and my sister have been chatting more lately due to her lighter work schedule and examz (yes the only time she gives a shit about answering my msg hehe). We have lots to talk about come July when she's in town, but right now, I'm just happy. Also, I'm not even nagging her about cleaning up the apartment which I'm supremely anal about coz I have no doubts in between exams she's doing plenty of that... hehe...

If only everything on the HOME front can be this easliy figured out.

What Do...

...Hugh Laurie, MatthewFow and Patrick Dempsey have in common?

I know the answer! I know the answer! I know the answer!
I'm smart! Ask Me!!!
...Or better yet, post in comment section if you think you can crack it!!!

Question Courtesy of Amir.

once again...

...I bid farewell to the city I love the most in the world. It's a very sad day. As I stock up on the silliest things to bring with me (one example, Indo instand noodles...) I will do my best to choose to remember the good times I enjoyed and the great things I've gotten, plus all the coolest friends in the world whose life will continue without me here as I continue mine without them. Best of all, my sister who's here to make sure the next time I visit I'll have the best time as well.

So now is the time to go back to reality, to the politics at work, to the insufferable city, to work hard again on what I want to do in life, and most important of all at the moment, to settle all the tornado of bills i managed to create while I was here :)

Life goes on, now I'm going to be strong for all my love ones in this hideously difficult times we're all facing.

For all of those who kept me company this past week, who partied with me like there's no tomorrow, big thank yous and big bear hugs! I love you guys man! I'm sorry I don't get to see all of you but I promise I'll be back!!! Ciao you all...till next time :)

more in love with sydney than ever...

just like the saying, a short seperation makes you love it more... in my case, it's more true than ever. only 3 days here and i'm already feeling sad that i'll have to say goodbye again in a few more days...

everything here is perfect, perfect, perfect. even the imperfections are perfect. i feel like i don't ever wanna leave this place and i can't imagine how i can live anywhere else. but life goes one, and the reality is that however much i hate hong kong, i'm gonna be calling it home for a few years. make me sick to my stomach.

went to K with ricky & co on saturday and i swear i havent had that much fun since... well the last time i had k with them! it was the perfect k night that ended with us sitting by the kerb side next to hyde park and talking shits.

i did wake up the next day at 3 pm which is a little late sydney standard to enjoy anything but i managed to get to balmoral beach for some much needed sun and beach and the yummy fish and chips. it was the perfect sydney day for beach and everyone was there having fun. beautiful people everywhere... and if i say that anymore i swear i'll start sound like a pervert...

all in all it was a perfect sunday afternoon. went to bondi after that to meet up with bobby, sandra, david, amy and divini to farewell carol and ah fai coz they're going back to hk for good... sounds a bit silly but a good chance to catch up with old friends. man oh man... i was never much of a bondi person but it was a good trip nonetheless, considering i got free parking as well :) had dinner at this place called hurricanes grill and had the perfect steak!!!

the real collateral damage is the credit card bill i'm gonna get when i go back hehe :p already i have bought 3 pairs of shoes, one from gary castles my fave shoe place, 2 from witchery and also by now untolled number of skirts... argh...

will be getting my nails and hair done tomorrow and then go get my green p licence... fingers crossed...

oh and there's more...

the S, the SS, the new falcon, the one tonner, pickups, 4 wheel drives...

the fact that every single male here looks good to me... even those whom i used to think are total losers whenever i see them in clubs... i've just simply been away for too long with all the skinny, small, short, crouching men in hk... it's just depressing... it's been too long since i see men with muscles and bones and i'm hitting the beach today!!! yahoo!!!

home sweet home...

as the clouds are gathering for what looks like to be a potentially rainy day, there is still nothing that can dampen my mood.

drove my sister to work this morning coz i wanted the car for the rest of the day and bought myself a cup of large skim cap. how simple and wonderful even such a tiny little thing is. no more grande or tall (stupid american terms), bye bye to foams that are as thick as bricks!

there's a new RSL club down christie street call cabana and it's one hot hip trendy hang out! went there last night and afterwards went to harry's to get pie and dog. it was just like heaven. the mash, the gravy, the meat, the chilli, the dog, the peas (which i normally hate), it's just perfecto!

the pefect beautiful clear blue sky, the angle white clouds, the burning scotching sun, the thongs, the sunnies with no attitude, pacific hwy, cricket on tv. it's all too fine.

my valentines...

it was st valentine's day today and i worked the night. surprisingly it was a very good night despite my working outdoor when it was raining and my socks and feet are soaked and the dye is now on my feet. everything went very well (probably coz all i had to do was stand outside and my partner was doing the running in and out). everyone was in a good mood today even the neurotic bitch. well she's been in a good and talkative mood for a few days already.

so all in all although there was no speical someone this year (much like many other years even when there were the "someones") it was a very good valentine's for me.

bought mom a bunch of flowers today that cost me $550HKD... considering what she has done for me and what she's going through, to put a smile on her face is priceless... although initially it did made her cry... i think that was just emotions :P

very busy few days before i leave for sydney. i cannot wait to be there and i'm already lining up things to do, people to meet, and food to eat while i'm there. it'll be a tight 10 days. i can't wait.

watch out sydney! here i come!!!

from being so happy...

...to being very sad.

went to 5H today, cleaned up the place, sat there and ate bits of my salad, drank a beer, read NW, did crossword and feel very alone.

of coz that started much earlier, i donno if i'm really crumbling but at least it feels that way, my appetite shrunk (not entirely a bad thing), i had emotional ourburst at work, and i keep picking races while i drive that i think i just scared some poor little woman who was driving a toyota corolla tonight (reminds me once again never to buy that sissy, powerless, cars from that maker with the too-soft-suspension...).

well i shouldn't really complain since i get to speed and drive like crazy to blow some steam off...

and my sister's prefect, perfect x'mas gift helps a lot...SATC ROCKS!!!

i'm so happy...

that in less than a week i'll be back in sydney! it's been too long and this time i'll get to catch up with friends who will be moving overseas and god knows when i'll see them again. next time i wanna meet up with all my friends i'll have to get a round the world ticket!

a lot has happpen since i wrote here. so much so i again found myself not knowing where to start or wether it's even relevant for me to write them here given that i've never addressed the issue nor hint anything here. for those in the know, well you know what's happening, for those who's not, you've probably figured something out between me and my sis's blog. for the others i'll update you later.

it's been an intriguing few months for me. mostly unhappy and stressful but given that someone else i love is in even more stressful and unhappy position, i'll just take a bow and not make noise.

i am glad though that my darling sister was here for to weeks. someone else to take the heat for a while and i truly appreciated it! i know how tough it must have been for her and i love her for having a good head on her shoulder and many other things, too.

most ppl can deal with what's in their plate but when the contents of the plate keeps changing every hour sometimes it's hard to catch up and adapt. i just hope things will be better. for now, i'll just do what i need to to protect what i have.