People Watching

On Thursday, 17th of this month, I went for Microsoft Visual Studio 2008 Technical Preview. I had to set out early because the starting time is 9am. In trying to reduce my carbon footprint, I decided to use the LRTs but it took more travelling time than I expected. What I like about the morning ride though is the wide LRT window - looking out through it and absorbing all the views. Really nice.

The event was okay, but I skipped a couple of tracks in the afternoon and spent time at Craft Haven looking for my Jo Sonja's paint tubes. I bought a 12-piece vibrant basic samplers and large tubes of Phthalo Green and Iridiscent White. Total damage : RM112 (killer price I know so I gotta make full use of it and not waste it like the Saintograph's I bought earlier).

On the way back, I took a bus. It's a long ride - about 1 hour 20 minutes during peak hours from 1 Utama to KL Sentral. I almost pengsan. Upon reaching KL Sentral, I hopped on the monorail and this is where I saw two amazing sights.

I was seated opposite this Arabian 'lady' who is covered up with a guy next to 'her'. Why the quote/unquote marks you ask? I believe 1000% percent that he is a jantan. Seriously.

She sat with both kaki damn kangkang like a guy, her nails like a guy, I couldn't see her Adam's apple cuz it's covered but she has a big unta-like nose with super big pores like a guy, her eyes shaped like a guy, her shoes darn huge like a guy, she wore pants with the kind of texture guys use, she had a thick white socks like a guy and she's very flat-chested. Above all her voice very jantan and macho. Why the hell is 'she'/he wearing the long black purdah or hijab or whatever it is called?

Then there is another one. Standing, slightly to the middle left of my seat is an Indian lady with the biggest assets I have ever seen. Huiyoo! Mata terbeliak!

She is short and chubby, wears a darn short miniskirt showing her not so leggy chocolate-colored legs but it was her boobs that caught my attention. It was super huge I tell you, even Pamela Anderson's wan cannot compare. So Miss Chubby Short with a cup DD or maybe even more, how can I not stare?

I did. I stared, all the while thinking, "Damn that's huge like kelapa or limau gajah or watermelo. How the hell did she get that kind of boobs? It looks soooooo heavy. I wonder if those are real? Hmmm, I even wonder if Minachi can let me test and picit picit? Hehehe.. But it's all in the head you see, I only dare stare.

So, I guess that was a fruitful day for my eyes. People watching is definitely wonderful.

From Eagle's Nest to Lookout Point

Friday no visit any oasis. Instead, went to makan at Tesco Ampang. Friday at Tesco. Believe it! There's a place called Warung something something lah, *can't recall*, which apparently serves guarantee sedap Malay dishes. Tomyam pedas but sedap! Udang sambal petai sedap! Ikan kerabu mangga sedap! Sayur masak ikan masin sedap! Sambal sotong sedap! Kuey teow Penang sedap! Ayam masak merah sedap! Teh ais also sedap! Everything we ordered sedap! Y'all should try next time you plan to shop at Tesco Ampang.

Lucky the food is good. Strike one.

Best thing is, I finally found and bought the kind of water fountain that I have been looking for from Living Cabin (a Tesco outlet). After Tesco-shopping, went to Mama Tesco's place to look-see look-see her new domain. Decided to balik after that because I was in my *Oh shit, I need a toilet, BAD!* mode. Right after I got home and done with my "investment", DSC called for 'movie time' so went out again. Too bad cinema guan men liao so ended up lepak at Starbucks.

Lucky - I found what I wanted. Strike two.

Saturday. Belated late birthday lunch at Eagle's Nest Steakhouse in Damansara Perdana with RN. RN had Americano and I chosed what's that already - oh yeah, Rib Eye special I think. Between these two, Americano certainly more sedap. Well, for RM49.90 per plate it better be.

Yay! RN got me Tomy's Mickey and Minnie solar-operated deco-toy I think. I love everything Mickey so definitely over the moon now :D Been smiling wide-wide oredi like siao cha boh. :D Yet to name the two fella. Any ideas?

Lucky with Mickey. Strike three.

After lunch, I still had a couple more hours to kill before 6pm *for another uphill trip* so we went to The Curve. Went round few shops looking for LBD but I was not lucky. Sigh! Before chabot-ing, as usual grabbed a drink at Holly's (my favorite ya). Only reached KLCC close to 7pm due to traffic. *What else is new lah?*

After we made one wrong turn, we reached the look out point around 8pm. Aptly named The Lookout Point, this place is situated way up the hill somewhere in Ampang's Hulu Langat. Somehow can't recall the road there. Will go again, if the boys are going.

So, you're probably asking what's good about this place? Ummm let me see...

• The place is kinda sejuk-sejuk, *my palms were damp*, the angin bertiup NOT sepoi-sepoi bahasa wan - it's quite windy and misty.
• The parking area is tiny and dark, so people tend to park by the roadside, creating a total mess when cars drive uphill or downhill on a single lane. The road going up is steep.
• The food boleh tahan lah. It's not something you can afford to kutuk or muntah balik anyway - no other place to makan. The Teh Dangdut Special is nice.
• The real reason why people visit and should visit this place, is the view. It's breathtaking....
  
  
  Awww... look at that view - KL after dusk.
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Pic above taken by KNFK up there at The Lookout Point - relying on his dying battery. He's the only one who remembered to bring a camera and get this, he forgot to charge his batts. How appropriate.

Lucky with the fantastic view. Strike four.

Sunday. Got up late. Did some personal stuffs and then went out for durian session, yam cha session and dim sum session. Hmm... now that I think back about these 3 days - I think I've gained a couple of kilos or more already. Damn!

Lucky with sessions. Unlucky with the growing bulge. No strike.

Ah! And I've got my kit kat. I think I'm gonna name him Sparta, just like that cute Egyptian Mau featured in The Mean Kitty Song from Youtube. Now, the first thing I see when I wake up in the morn is cheeky Sparta and he seems to be saying, "Good morning! I want fish!"

Lucky Sparta. Strike five.

Q : How many Tesco words did you encounter above including this question?

Hey, Crazy...

Birthdays are usually good for one thing - food. There are thoughtful gifts and loads of greetings, but most importantly, food. Glorious, glorious food.

When it comes to makan for my birthday, as usual, I am quite adventurous with the food theme - so far I have had Mediterranean (lovely), Korean (yummy), Italian (cheesy), Japanese (fresh), Spanish (delicate) and German (tasty) types of cuisine.

As a change, I had something Chinese this year at Ah Yat Abalone. It was an 8-course dinner served in small portions. The fares include abalone *oh, this is my favorite!*, sea cucumber *i skipped this yucky looking thing*, real shark fin soup *unlike those you get at chinese weddings*, salmon *loved the sauce*, drunken tiger prawn and there's even this soup called Buddha Jumps Over The Wall *didn't he see the door?* which was fantastico!

The entire selections tasted so mmmmmmm.... sedaaaaapnye! Great food, typical chinese decor, great food, great company, great food, great food, food, f-o-o-d. You get it? No? I'm hungry already.

At the end of all this makan-ing sessions, *well I still have another 4 more sessions to claim*, I think my perut would be stretched by another 10 inches kua. My gaaawd! That's the bitter reality of being a foodoholic - dreaming about things to eat while resisting temptations!

I also had a homemade cake thanks to Ming Ming who baked me a cute chocolate raisin cake. It’s so delicious, because it’s homemade, because it’s free and because it’s for me.

Oh and before I forget - happy birthday to Malaysia kita. Be good to your people.