Windy Wendy Day

Watched Arsenal get whopped playing at home on Sunday night. I was actually kinda tired from a whole day of running around. But I stayed up to watch the midnight match. Fucking piss me off again. Once Drogba scored the 3rd goal, I changed the channel in disgust. Fucking bad night.

So... I wake up at 11 ish as usual lar. My parents bought me some chicken rice. Had my lunch and went back to my room and went online. Wendy was online so we started chatting. So ngam... she was on leave. So we agreed to have lunch together at a Wan Tan Mee shop at Chow Yhang. I run some errands and we eventually meet up at 3.30pm. We sat and chatted till about 5. I had to drop and pick up some dry cleaning at bangsar. So I suggested me and her grab a beer at TSB. I am the 1st customer (at the upstairs bar) of the day. As they do not have any Guinness draft, I grab 2 pints of beer. Wendy arrives soon after and grabs a pint as well. After talking cock & singing song for a while, we decide to do exactly just that and go to the Karaoke.

I drop my friend's car at his apartment in Riana Green and Wendy picks me up. We then proceed to Curve. I suggested we eat outside before going in to Red Box as the food there absolutely sucks. We go to Marche and I have my favourite Rosti. My throat is absolutely killing me but enjoy 1st lar... worry later. I grab some sauteed mushrooms as well and we share the food. At 9 ish, we walk over to Red Box.

So... we grab a small room as there is just the 2 of us. We start off with some duets. Wendy is actually a really good singer. As for me... don't have to say lar. Suara so merdu... if my singing is not good then I dunno what is. Hehehe....

We drink our 2 complimentary drinks. Still thirsty, I order another jug of beer. Amazingly ar, 2 people can actually sing for hours. We end up singing till 2 in the morning. As she is working the next day, we chau the scene and she sends my ass home. What a great day. I spend a solid 10 hours with hot chick Wendy. What more can you ask for in life.

The liquid gold that cost 20 bucks a pint.

As proof of her attendance, Wendy with her perfectly done nails.

They need a refill.

Here comes the backup.

Wendy trying to draw the chinese character into her iphone to find the 'pinn yin' for the song.

A Day at Petrosains

So... the order of the day was chilling at Petrosains. We went to the ticketing counter at 2.30pm. They told us that the entry time is at 3.30 but we can purchase the tickets first. So we pay 36 bucks for 3 entries. With time to spare, we walk around KLCC. After a bit of walking, we were kinda thirsty. So we head to Chili's where I can grab an alcohol beverage and Danny & Rose can get a cup of coffee & juice. I grab my usual drink... a pint of Guinness. At 3.20, we make our way to the Petrosains entrance. The place is fucking packed to the max wei. I think it must be because it's a weekend & it's the school holidays. So we stood in line for about 30 mins to get in.

The place is huge. It's actually one level above the top floor where the entrance is at. We play some games and mess around with all the stuff. We also played some video games (which Danny & I sucked at). Didn't have much expectations for the place but it ended up to be a pretty fun day.

Rashdan & Rosalyn at Chili's.

My pint of Guinness. Cheap & nice.

The conjoined twins.

I hang with Einstein all the time.

The Robo Gang.

What I should be doing when I mabuks at night.

Danny hanging with his bangsa.

I can barely get my legs in.

Danny's in pain. Damn you T-Rex... Damn you.

This is Danny. He looks kinda... Pig-ish....

And this is an infrared picture of Rosalyn. The red patches indicates hot and blue is cold.

And this is me. Look hot with a cool goatee? Hehehe....

RM2 per game. He sucked. Last from start to finish.

Er... I sucked also.

Trying out the F1 game. I couldn't get my legs in. Fucking tight squeeze. I think the game is for kids only. Hehe...

I need a better car lar.

Dwarf us. Some stuff to keep us occupied while lining up to get out of Petrosains.

Our ride. You sit in a small rotating oval thang to get out of Petrosains.

Chiak Here... Chiak There...

After a wild Friday night, we were not in the mood for drinking on Saturday. Jules & I met up with Hann & Caroline for dinner. Hann wanted to take us to a place in KL. If I remember correctly, the name of the restaurant is Fock Kee... which sounds like Fuck It. The name might be dodgy but the food wasn't. Han already knew what to order. The asam fish and the sizzling seafood plate. We asked the lady what else should we order. She suggested salted egg mantis prawn and 'Yat Chi Kwat' which in direct transalation means one bone. I tell her... whatever lar... okay lar. So she takes the order and walks in.

The food came out in record time. I think they must have a lot of chefs at the back. The restaurant was quite packed but the cooking was fast. The fish was nice and the seafood plate of sotong & prawns were excellent. The mantis prawn in salted egg was out of this world. I fucking enjoyed that. The 'Yat Chi Kwat' is exactly what it sounds like... one bone. It's a pork dish, one bone, with sweet sauce and steamed 'mann tau'. Good stuff... good stuff. The dinner wasn't too expensive. RM106 for so much seafood. It isn't as cheap as the Sri Kembangan dinner. But at least we didn't get lost this time around (What's that highway again Hann? Max Highway ar?)

Anyways... after dinner, Hann & I decide to go play snooker. I take him to my usual hangout in Leisure Commerce Square. I have been trash talking Hann the whole night about the guaranteed ass whopping I am gonna hand him later. So at about 10pm, we make our way to the snooker centre. I must admit... I was wrong. He was potting balls as if the holes are as big as the grand canyon. Easy peasy. I kena whopped in the 1st frame. But as the night progresses... Hann's consistency drops and I start getting better. I think we play a total of 8 frames between us. Hann won the 1st and I won....... THE REST. Hehehe. Ass whopped. Mission accomplished. My friend Terence is hanging around and I ask him to join us for a few games. The 3 of us actually play snooker till 4 in the morning. At this time... our kakis lembik already and we knew it was time to call it a night.

So... After a night of playing snooker till 4am, Danny calls me the next day at 11 ish. He ajak me to go for lunch with him & Rose. I mumble and tell him I am lazy and that I had a really late night. He offers to pick my ass up. Not needing to drive... drives me to wake up. I agree and he tells me he'll be at my place in 30 mins. I drag my ass out of bed and take a shower.

We drive to somewhere in Chan Sow Lin for steamed fish. We have a pretty heavy lunch. 2 fish heads, Young Tau Foo, and some veggies. Lunch was not too expensive. All in for around 70 bucks. The fish was pretty good. Only things was that there are shit loads of small bones.

After we finish makan, we were trying to think of a place to hangout in KL. We actually reached an agreement to go to KLCC. None of us have ever been in PetroSains and we thought it would be a nice change. So we make our way to KLCC. I drop by at Kinokuniya to buy a book on Nostradamus. I'm currently obsessed with the 21st Dec 2012 topic. After browsing through a few books, I end up buying 'Nostradamus For Dummies'. 60 bucks for the book but if it keeps me at home, it would be money well spent.

Here are come pics from the Hann outing...

Simple stim asam fish. The chunkier pieces are pieces of pork lard. Hehe... Good fer ya taste buds... Bad fer ya health.


'Yatt Chi Kwat'... really one bone only. Har har har...

Nice seafood hot plate. Big chunks of sotong & prawns.

The mantis prawn in salted egg might not look nice, but trusting the me... good stuff wei.

And the Danny outing the very next day.

The atap roof setup. The more dodgy the setup, the more Malaysians love it.

Garlic fried Kai Lann.

Asam fish head. Not too bad lar.

Black bean sauce fish head. This one I liked more.

Some Yong Tau Foo as we didn't know what else to order.

Partying at Welwet

I had a really boring day. Didn't do anything at all. Had bread for lunch and watched TV the whole day. It was Molly's birthday and the gang was planning to party at Velvet. I picked Anisa & Von up and had dinner with them in PJ State. Their friend Daniel who is back from US for holidays joined us. After dinner, I drove to Debra's place to pick her up. Anisa had already called her and told her we'll be there at around 10. She still managed to make us wait for 20 mins in the car. Debs... i just contributed to global warming thanks to you.

So we arrive at Zouk at 10.30pm. I know... it's still early. But at least going there early enables us to buy the bottle at a cheaper price and also not have to wait for ages in line. We buy a bottle of Black for 373 bucks. As it was Molly's birthday, we had a table reserved for us. Not really used to having a table and sitting down. The gang usually prefers to stand and drink. Daniel soon arrives with 2 of his friends. If I am not mistaken... their names are Pauline & Ling. You know lar, I'm pretty bad with names. Daniel opens another bottle of Black. Slowly but surely, the gang grows. Alicia, Fariq, Kenny, Navin & Jules arrive. After a few hours of drinking, no one is sitting at the table but we're all standing instead. We then order 2 more bottles of Black which everyone chips in.

Hwe is in Barsonic and Jules walks over to look for him. Fariq and I decide to look for them and join them. We walk around and decide to grab a shooter. We have 1, then walk to look for Jules. Once we meet up with Jules, Hwe & Tracy are standing at the bar sipping on Long Islands. We order more shots... Jager Bombs again. I dunno what's our current obsession with Jager Bombs, but it seems that we always manage to have a few during our drunken sessions. To be honest, I don't really remember how many I had. If I do recall correctly, I had 3. After the shots, Fariq & I make our way back to Velvet.

Time flies when you're having fun. See see... 3.30 liau. They switched the lights on and played a slow song signaling that we are suppose to get our asses out of the place. We walked back to my car and I drove the gals home. Everything seems a bit blur now. I think I sent Debs & Anisa back home. I don't think Von was with me. I know Jules was with me because we grabbed supper. Sigh... the effects of drinking. Supper at Murni cost me 28 bucks. I think we were the last customers. By the time I got home I think it was already 5 in the morning.



Julian's early night mug shot (side view).

The sober gals. Still very early in the night.

She just puked her lungs out on Thursday night. So she started the night with a few beers, but eventually whacked whisky as well lar.

Jules & Fariq. I think we were at Barsonic when I took this pic.

Me and my ass smacking. Thanks Tracy.

As usual, I tower above the gals. Tracy's on the petite side.

The queen & I. She still insist I shave off my 'Female Repellent'

As usual, once the eyes are small, means I'm mabuk once again.

Everyone's trying to fit into the shot.

It looks like they are singing. Kenny's expression says it all.

A lot of peluk-peluk happening. Are we gonna get some G on G action later? Hehe...

Jackie joins us late at night. The lights are on and we are forced to end the night.

Chicken Chop. And as usual, I take a pic after we have finished makan it.

The 'Lou Shue Funn'. It's always nice to have this after a mabuks session.

RM4 bucks Longan drink. A nice sweet refreshing drink to end the night.

20 Bucks Shots

All my insurance & savings plan are due. I spend the day running around making payments. I have lunch with Teck Waey somewhere in Cheras. It's supposedly famous for it's roast duck. I obviously have no idea how to get to the restaurant. I drive to Kesas and meet up with him and I tail him all the way to Cheras. The journey was fucking long. Turn left.. turn right... Wah lau eh. I'm absolutely lost. But Takeaway damn champion lar. He found the restaurant with ease. I must say... the duck was worth the drive. It was really good. Juicy tender meat, crispy aromatic skin. Good stuff wei. We started eating at around 12.30 and finished at about 1 ish. Takeaway wanted to tah pau some duck for his in-laws. But the lady told us that they are running low on ducks and they are not gonna give us any. The boss wants to make sure that customers do get to eat and not drive to his restaurant for nothing. Very considerate of him.

After lunch, I go to Great Eastern & Allianz and settle all my stuff. We then decide to go to Leisure Commerce Square for snooker. Bloody hell.. it's fucking jam like shit. Jalan Tun Razak gone mad wei. But since we were itching for snooker, we still tolerated the jam and drove to Sunway. I had a pretty good snooker day. Made some cash and had some fun. Ah Chuan wanted to drink and suggested we drive to Puchong and have some Guinness Draft. Initially Takeaway and I were not too keen on drinking. But after some contemplation, we decide to drink in TTDI Plaza. I call Ah Chuan and the 3 of us make our way to TTDI.

Chuan insist that he only wants to drink Guinness Draft. We go to Tao and grab our 1st pint there. The chick working there lepaks with us. She told us how much she makes.. how life is difficult... bli bli bla bla. So Chuan leaves 10 bucks tips on the table for her. We then move to Wabisabi. Same thing lar, we have 1 pint and chit chat there. After that, we move to hQnine and grab a pint as well. So far... it would seem as if we have had 3 pints each. But the fact is that Chuan and I have had more because Takeaway was pouring his Guinness into our glass. I think he accumulatively only had 1 pint from the bar hopping. Since Fidels was dead, and Waikiki doesn't serve Guinness Draft (I think), we went to Bamboo. Bamboo's Guinness is the cheapest. RM22 per pint compared to RM25 at the rest of the places. The 2 fellas were yawning and bitching about wanting to go home. I was gungho about drinking and at least gettin tipsy. I promised that I will agree to leave after 2 pints.

After chilling for a while, I start getting drunk-ish. We order more than the 2 pints per person which we initially agreed on. There are 4 Barcardi gals working the floor. They come to me, I look at them, , smirk and do the 'No' sign with my finger. They hang around and pester me. Sigh... I'm so predictable. I buy 2 shots just to be a nice guy. Takeaway is nicer. He actually buys them a few shots. After selling us the shots, the gals move on to their next customer. About 20 mins later, the other 2 gals approach us. One of them looks really cute and I once again fall prey. I hand her 20 bucks for the shot (which I ask her to drink) and give her 10 bucks more as tips. Sigh... Will I ever change? They do stick around though and we stay till the place closed. By the end of the night, I think I have easily drank 7-8 pints of Guinness. I've lost count. Mabuks once again.


Us at hQnine. Still very sober at this stage.

Takeaway and the initial 2 gals.

My primary school buddy. He's a real bud. Have always jaga'ed me.

Ain't she cute? I'm a sucker when it comes to cute gals.

Eyes small small.... Obviously mabuks already.

Takeaway working his charm.

The wallet damaging tray.