Rum Crumble!!!!

It was my beloved company's annual dinner last night....it goes without saying that it was a fabulous night. Once again, I give grace to God for presenting to me wonderful colleagues to learn from, to look up upon and to cherish.

After a wonderfully hefty and not so environmental friendly (i.e. the shark fin soup) meal, we adjourned to Rum Jungle. One word: CRUMBLE!!!

I had such high hopes of Rum Jungle being a hip happening and friendly place to chill. As we walked in, we chanced upon a recently vacated table...wow...lucky us. Before we can even take our sits and catch our breath, we were bombarded by SYT trying to solicit business. The two girls were so damn persistent...it made me feel like I was being hustled all around. That gave me a very VERY bad after taste of Rum Jungle.

In fact, things got worst.....another barmen hustler came up to us and argued that if we only wanted beer, we can't have the sits! We were so appalled by this display of greed for money. A few of my colleagues were ready to get the hell out of Rum Jungle. However, my boss managed to negotiate for two buckets of beer. We sat down in time to watch a performance right out of Phuket's once famous aqua show. It was a fusion of carabet and Kadazan dancing. It was quite a spectacular show.

Having said that, I vow to never go back to Rum Jungle because we were being hustled by the barmen who served us. Instead of two buckets, he brought three buckets and wanted to charge us for all three. We were so pissed and so ready to walk out. The hustler asshole cornered us by opening one bottle...leaving us with not much choice but to haggle for two buckets....he is not only an asshole, he was a MFSOB....

In the end, we won. Qantas girl didn't want beer. She opted for liquor. This is another story all together. She got her drink at the bar, gave RM50 for her RM18 drink. The bastard bartender told her that they don't have change. What was she suppose to do? Forfeit her change? The stupid bastard then scolded her when she complaint that it was not her fault that this business entity didn't have sufficient change. The asshole told her to wait until there is change! She stood there for a whole 15 bloody minutes!

Damn....this place sucks.....Rum Jungle....I hope you crumble!!!! Not sophisticated...not well run....too bloody greedy...

Recommendation: Don't bother going.

Fairly interesting weekend

Christmas carols

My weekend kicked-off on a Friday evening. It was a fantastic night. Got myself an invite to school mate’s cell group Christmas barbeque fiesta. It was awesome to say the least.

He is a changed man. Changed for the better. And I am happy for him. I use to hate his gut, his playboy-ness and his crude selfishness. Now, he is caring and mature and so full of that special “soul” full-ness touch, that I adore him. I must say that religion really does wonder to a person.

Even his choice of girlfriend upt a notch. Not pretty, close to figureless, abit haggard looking but she is one hell of a beautiful woman. She is so full of “soul” full-ness that I felt warmth spreading through me the moment I got to know her…I love her already…and I am not even a lesbian! Damn, beginning to sound like one though! With all the hanging out with girls and limited edition of boys…I really need to get a better mix of friends…fore I might turn into the biggest lesbian ever lived….

And meeting my swim team “legs” were fun. We reminisced upon those times when we use to have crushes on a certain Mark and a certain Marilyn and a certain Judith (Mark for me and the girls for the boys ler….I not “that” lesbian ler) ….ah…good old fun! Remembered the time when we played pranks on some poor soul…the boisterous laughter was totally out of this world.

Sang some Christmas carols that night. Always my favourite time of the year…Christmas mood, shopping mall decorations, Christmas tree and carols. Be it a commercialized stunt, I still love it.

Chanced upon

Saturday didn’t go as planned. I was too lazy to hit the gym. And I desperately wanted to change my outlook. The quickest way to do that was to hit the saloon. And it was sheer coincidence when I turned and saw that the girl sitting beside me was my roommate from Australia. I was so excited I practically screamed her name! hehhehe…can you imagine me, so surprised that I almost got off my chair and launched myself at her! So, we ended up sharing newspaper. Talking loudly over the hairstylist manning our mane and bitch-ly updated our lives to each other. Manning the hair was such a long affair I only lasted until 3pm. After which I bid her farewell and practically ran from the saloon. I was there for more than 3 hours. Apparently, she ended up being in the saloon for 6 hours. That is what they charge all those exorbitant amount for. The use of the aircond and lighting!

My Pharaoh Harem Like Hair…


This time around, I had a craving for jet black hair…and so that was what I did, along with a jagged looking hairstyle. It is a nice change. Most boys say I look good. Most girlfriends say they prefer my brown colored hair. Colleagues loved it. My mom said I looked better with highlighted hair. My dad said the new hairstyle makes my face looks swollen….hmmm….which explains why I have been looking at the mirror and pouting to myself every now and then with the hope that my face will slim down…LIKE REAL!!

Heheheh…but I love my new hairstyle. Classic and so so so dark it feels like I m living a harem dream in Egyptian times.

A celebrity

This is the highlight of my weekend. I was buck naked in the sauna when I was startled by a loud knock. In walks this pretty girl asking if she could join me. Covered myself real quick and welcomed her into the temporary muscle relaxing heat sanctuary. Got chatting and found out that she is an actress. Pretty lil thing. So, made another friend and this time a celeb at it too.

Charity Dinner

Was obnoxiously late for a charity performance organize by a good friend. The jam was horrendous. What is wrong with everyone? Why go out unless you have to on a rainy Saturday evening? Stay home, cook a delicious meal and make love to your loved ones and leave the battle field for Monday!

Was suppose to help my friend usher guest into the hall. Was suppose to be at the temple by 6.30pm. In the end, we arrived at 8pm!!! Muahahahha…there goes anymore hope of being roped in for assistance the next round! Felt really bad because I did promise to help. Aiseh! The jam!! ARGH!!! Guys, this Sat I m going to be wandering around KL…stay away from KL….pls…

The performance was good though. The children were awesome. Half the time I didn’t know what they recited because it was in Sanskrit. But I enjoyed the dancing and the instrumental performance. My friend did forewarn me that the kids do have some real talent but until you actual witness it, you will never believe her. They really do have some amazing talent.

Ta da…that was my weekend in so far.