MOS is Now SAFE.

I am effing... happy.

Guess why guess why guess why....

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Remember MR FAZLI?

He has been removed from his post!!!!

Let's take a moment of silence here.

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*stand up, walk out, shut the door*

YES!!!! *leap around in joy, stomp feet on ground and twirl around the swimming pool*
Tralalalala!!!!! La di da!

*cool down, open door, walk back in*


ok... where were we?


So yea, yesterday I received a phone call from Ian of Sunway Resort, to apologize for the whole incident (he later called Casey to apologize to him personally too) and also to inform me that Mr Fazli has been removed from his position. Btw, Fazli was just a temporary contracted bouncer anyway. And that he were to speak to the security manager whom I spoke to that night. Yea, the one who said we were caught on CCTV.

Truthfully, when I first heard that he's been removed from his post yesterday, I felt a tinge of guilt, but when I recalled the whole incident and re-read my blog entry again, the guilt flew out of the window and dropped dead 20th floor below.

Screw guilt. I want to bask in this moment.

And you know what? It gets better.
Ian later sent me a final email after the phone calls.




Now I get VIP treatment the next time I go to MOS, personally by Ian himself.

*awe... you know, the guy was so sweet*
*but whether I will go back or not, well.. that totally depends. I have enough of clubbing now*


He explained that they've spent huge amount of money to bring in, build and market MOS Euphoria (was it 16 millions? I can't remember, I'm just guessing, don't sue me), and if they can't deliver the best service because of these people, it would have sucked big time.

Okay, not in exact words. But that's how I interpreted it.

Yes, it means that MOS is now safe to go! I am glad that they are taking actual actions with sincere intention to improve their services and correct their faults. Who knows, MOS might one day be the best club in town, in terms of people, services, music, crowd and er.... reasonably priced drinks? (okay, maybe not the last one)

But for now,

I only have one thing to say.




Take THAT! MR FAZLI!

So Euphoric, MY ARSE

Finally free of a certain commitment (read previous post), I can finally take time off to have a bit of fun and have wanted to write something happy.

But then last night something completely threw me off till I HAVE to blog about this. If not my soul and dignity will never forgive me.

If you're wondering what this is about. It is about that bloody Ministry of Sound Euphoria in Sunway resort.


Photo taken from MichaelYip.


When MOS first launched, everyone was ecstatic about it. Queue was incredibly insane and people couldn't stop flooding in to the club. I was away travelling and has been unable to settle down in Malaysia to visit any of these wonderful new clubs that's been popping up around town, since poppy. (OMG that is long!)

So after finishing off my final Master paper two days ago, last night I decided to give myself a break and went out with a few friends to this everyone-has-been club in town.

Everything was fine and peachy, we were ushered to the VIP sector (thanks for Lionel and *update* Wei Jen, is that how you spell your name? sorry I couldn't hear properly over the loud music), had a great time and I was even up at the podium (something I have not done for a LONG time) dancing.

That's when it happened.

As I got off the podium, I caught up with Casey and went behind the staircase away from the podium and the crowd. So imagine this, we were now standing in the passage way, which was wide enough for at least 5 people to walk hand-in-hand through from the entrance to the bar. As we were minding our business, a bouncer, out of no where, brushed him by. Shoulder to shoulder rub.

Usually when that happens, one turn around and apologize briefly, and go on his/her way.

Right?

Not for this guy.

This massive bouncer turned around, and said "You wait here", with a warning tone. And believe me when I say I saw it with my own eyes that he went away, came back briefly and started accusing Casey for blocking the passage. And Casey denied it and said he did not. The bouncer became very pissed off and after a few more debates (and a very brief one at that, I remember it was less than 30 seconds, I didn't hear the exact content over the noisy background but it seemed like a civil debate at the point of time), and put his disgusting hand on Casey's arm and lead him out of the club.

Lionel and I was shocked at the point, didn't know what to do, we followed this bouncer who was showing Casey OUT of the club!!!


Outside, I heard him accusing Casey of pushing him, repeatedly claiming that he was blocking the way and get this, RUDELY pointing his FAT FINGER at him and IN MY FACE when I came in between them to ask what happen.

YOU DO NOT POINT at a LADY. In fact, you DO NOT point at anyone for that matter.


excuse me?! You showed my friend out of the club for blocking the way and accused him for pushing you WHEN I saw it with my own eyes that it was merely a little accidental shoulder brushing?!

What? Are you so TINY and WEAK that someone like Casey can actually PUSHED you while talking to me?! You calling yourself a bouncer? Huh?

MR FAZLI.

If he was even blocking the passage, YOU DO NOT turn around and said "YOU WAIT HERE", you say "sorry sir but can you please move to a side and not block the way". If he was even blocking the passage, and how did, pray I ask, your TINY SO SMALL PUNY LITTLE BODY can go through huh MR FAZLI! Tell me that!

Oh, you know what, that was not the best part! THE BEST PART was when I moved my hand over his finger to literally stop him from pointing his right index finger towards my friend and to my face, you know what he did?! OMG I tell you what he did.

He PUSHED MY HAND away!! WITH FORCE!

NO ONE, I repeat, NO ONE PUSH A LADY'S HAND AWAY.

MR FAZLI!!! I AM ACCUSING YOU FOR PUSHING ME! Yes, I am a weak damsel who just got shoved aside from a MANLY MAN such as yourself.

And for that, I am going to announce your bloody name to the entire world. MR FAZLI.

All this happened when we were outside the club.

YES WE'VE BEEN SHOWED OUT THE CLUB (actually Casey did, me and Lionel just followed him and the MR FAZLI out).

It got even better when I demanded to see the manager.

You know what he said?

He replied, with the most sarcasm tone, and a SMIRK on his face: "you drunk, you go back now" (he pulled a serious face when saying this and then resumed his smirk as if feeling funny a little girl like me is standing up to challenge him).

Excuse me Mr. FAZLI, one do not get drunk from an overpriced screwdriver that tasted more like diluted orange juice than an actual vodka orange concoction. And one definitely do not get drunk from just ONE glass of long island tea, and definitely will NOT REMAIN high when that long island tea was drunk more than an hour ago!

When I demanded to see the manager again, he lifted his head and gestured forward indicating a guy standing at the bottom of the stair. "There, my manager"

I walked to the manager immediately, told him my situation, and you know what he said?!

"We have CCTV and your actions will be caught on TV, leave your contacts and we will find out what happened?"


DID I HEAR A CHALLENGE?! Correct me if I'm wrong, but did the manager just challenged me with the fact that the club is equipped with CCTV and was he calling my bluff?

Too bad I forgot to ask for his name, but I did ask him for that bouncer's name, yes MR FAZLI, your manager gave me your name because he obviously DO NOT GIVE A DAMN ABOUT HIS CUSTOMER and DARED ME TO REMEMBER YOUR NAME FOR I CANNOT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT ANYWAY! RIGHT?

WRONG!!

We left the club immediately after that (yes we left, no point staying especially since we're no longer in whatsoever mood), feeling absolutely rotten with the night completely ruined. And thank you MR FAZLI, you have ruined my FIRST and LAST visit to EUPHORIA.

To think I even queued for a good ONE HOUR to get in in the first place, feeling stupidly anticipated in the first place to be visiting this ever so famous club in town.

STUPID LONG QUEUE. What's with people queueing for so long to a club, a club which obviously pales drastically in comparison with the MOS in Singapore. Yes they have great music (at least for last night) and non-smoking rule indoor (which is by far the only best thing I can remember now), but I WILL NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER GO BACK TO EUPHORIA AGAIN. EVER. SCREW YOU.

I QUEUED FOR A WHOLE HOUR TO BE SHOWED OUT TWO AND A HALF HOURS LATER BECAUSE MR FAZLI HAS PMS!

EUPHORIC? MY ARSE!

nearly there...

*Update* OMG I FINISHED MY FINAL PAPER!! FINALLY!!!! AFTER SO GOD DAMN LONG~~~

Now I need to pray hard as hell that I pass!! 0.O

Please let me pass. Please please please please...
else just meet me in my grave.

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400 words to go~

just 400 more

OMG I can almost feel the breath of freedom


*type "Summary"*
Bold it.

okay. 399 words to go!


hoo boy~

This is going to be a long night.

Life is Like A Box of Chocolates

So said Forest Gump's respectable late mother.

I love her and loved her love for Forest and love her for this phrase.

Though supposedly I should be loving the person who wrote the script.


I've been living in a dream. This whole world is a dream. As the rain pours heavily on the pool outside, water rippled across the surface and small droplets slowly formed a sizzling dance while the rattling of the water against the earth echoed from the neighborhood.

How beautiful.


It felt like a dream. Yes, I've been living in a dream.


I woke up several times thinking what is life and what I am doing. Work and study and back to work, slowly life has become mundane and the pain hid to the pits where I could not find any longer. I thought I forgot about it, I thought it was over, I thought it was never there any longer.


But you know what? It was.

And recently a trigger, a soft comforting hand, sweet words, and a kind soul lifted the cover. And brought these dreadful feelings back, and I was in tears for days. Feeling I didn't know exist anymore, it was all there. Back again, and I was sobbing like a broken pipe, tears flowed as easily as the rain outside. Uncontrollable, inevitable, and strangely, relieving. It's like breaking out of this shell I've been concealed all these while. Drown in work and fake smiles I don't even care about. I was the spectator of my own life, of my own self. That I weren't me at all. I was an outcast of my sphere.

Sometimes the different phases and choices in life are like picking a chocolate out of a chocolate shop.

Sometimes you get the Turkish delights which you don't really like. Sometimes you pick the dark chocolate which you love but turned out to be bitter than you expected, it even gave you sore throat and then fever.

And even so, life goes on.

But I stood back. Refraining myself from picking chocolate again, even though I was tempted to. Because I did not wish to be disappointed by these chocolates who broke my heart again and again, even when they knew how much I love them, how much I adored chocolates and how much I would cherish them. But they always turned out disappointing, not what I expected, and sometimes even make me feel sick.


Yesterday, I broke the rule. I picked another chocolate, it was tempting, just too tempting. It looked so tasty, sinful but simply beautiful, but I was afraid, scared to get near it. Afraid of another disappointment. Afraid that it might hurt me. But.... I didn't know why, I went ahead anyway.

Today, I felt like I'm holding the most beautiful block of chocolate in my hand. Even the rain continues to pour, my heart could not stop dancing.





Thank you for your words. Thank you for staying.

What has happened?

Past few days have been a dream.

and I'm still living in it.

unable to differentiate truth and reality.

Dreamworld - Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia

Short Note: Tomorrow and next sunday I will be setting up a booth for Nicolekiss Boutique at Sunday Sundaes, in Third Mile Square old klang road. Click here for map.


Ahh.. gold coast.




Beautiful lovely blue sky. Tall resident buildings. Fashionable beautiful people.

Stuart and I decided to take a lovely ride out of town to Dreamworld - the biggest theme park in Australia.




Just take the bus TX2 from Gold Coast and head for dreamworld or sea world. Shouldn't cost you more than AUD7 one way.





When you reach Dreamworld after roughly two hours, pay AUD66 for an entrance fee and you will have a full day of fun till 5pm! yay~


price for two


You can get wet so remember to bring some dry clothes, or raincoat.

Draw out your route on the map so you know you won't repeat the same route twice. And off you go for a fun day out with your buddy. :D




Overall, Dreamworld on a weekday... is... pretty... dead.




It was so quiet, I thought I have landed in a haunted theme park.




There were not really many people, which was a good thing cause that meant we didn't need to queue for long for most the rides.

Like the Tower of Terror.




And then, suddenly, I spotted it!!

No, not the dreamworld clown.



Which looked pretty dodgy btw.


It was there! Standing pretending to be innocent and ignorant of his own existence.




I saw... saw... an IBIS!

God! Won't they leave us alone! They're everywhere!


We went to the petting zoo to pat and feed some baby animals.




Like a kid.




Pun intended.





It was so adorable I almost wanted a kid of my own (pun unintended).


I even fed a black sheep. It was so woolly (haha, as if it's cottony). ^^




Makes me wanna sing the song ba ba black sheep.




Feeding these creatures were so fun. They will come and nibble at your hand as you hold the dry grass, while doing that you pat them on their heads and they don't even care if you sooth your hand down their woolly back.

Some were too cute to resist. Begging you if their puppy dog eyes to feed them.




Or should I say, lama eyes.




Oh, since when the emperor turned white.




I even patted a big white cow. :D







And saw some ducks eating cow dungs too.




Didn't your mom teach you never to be so full of shit? (pun again omg, lol)




I saw an Emu!




Next year when I return to Sydney, I am so going to try out some emu meat. I heard there's a restaurant there that serves Emu pizza.


Hugged a frog.




The frog looked as though it was "manja-ing" back at me. Awe~~


Then you know what I saw? I saw.. saw....




No it's not a kangaroo.

It's a wallaby.




They're much smaller in size.


My favourite animal of the entire petting zoo, however, in this!!!




OMG, isn't that the cutest little thing!!!

Mini Snow Owl. OMG. SO CUTE.




I shall call it Hedwig's sister (Harry Potter's owl if you don't know who Hedwig is). Awe~~~~ (everybody go awe~)

And I've always wondered how a dingo looked like. When I was young, I always thought dingo was an insult term to others, like stupid or idiot. You know, like ding dong, which actually means "crazy" in Thai.




Dingo is actually a wild dog, and it's pretty cute.


After that we got hungry so we went to have a bit of snack at Catdog pizza shack.




They even have a life-size cardboard imitation of the actual catdog house!




And this is me trying to sneak in.





Doesn't this statue remind you of someone? (hint: scroll up)


After that, we decided to take it to the next level by attempting some thrill rides. You know, with a full stomach and all. ;)




This is called the Tower of Terror




Looks pretty scary huh?

No, we didn't go on that ride. Because I have a heart and I didn't think it want to fall out of my throat yet.

So we decided to go one something more thrilling.




Hah! Don't play play. This is very scary one ok! It's called the motocoaster. It's a bloody thrilling scary roller coaster!

Just look at how scared we were.




This is just the begining...

Look on..

As the ride became faster...




Told you it was scary ain't it? (I meant Stu's face, it's so scary looking ok~)


We finished our day at the park with a 3D movie and choo-choo train ride around the park, and boarded the last bus home.

On the bus, guess who I met?!



Spongebob!





Ha ha... Patrick will always be Patrick.
(who doensn't like Spongebob the Squarepants?!)

Nicolekiss Lolli-Popping

If you see me today.

Say hi and I will give you something from my blog totally on me.


You know. For fun. :D

I Dipped in the Pool of Mahathir's House!

No Joke!

I did!

So it was his holiday house.

But hey! It is his house and I walked the ground he walked on and dipped in the pool he swam in!

You heard me! I paddled in Malaysia's ex-prime minister's pool!

OMFG.

I'm like a little child so excited to be able to get one step closer to my hero (Mahathir is like my childhood hero okay).


It was late at night so we decided to sneak into the pool of his holiday home at, eh hem, Kajang~ and passed by an empty police guard house at the front gate, and walked swiftly into his pool next to his so fantastic house. I didn't get to take any photo because I didn't bring my camera out and it was dark and it was late at night, it was a spontaneous decision too.

He even has a spa hut next to his house. OMG.

You know what. I think I want to go back tomorrow to take a photo of that house under day light. :D :D :D (if I can that is, day is just not the right time to do sneaky stuff)


But as for now. I still have this tingling sensation at my feet after dipping in his pool (or maybe that was the mosquitoe bites). OMGOMGOMG.

It would be so cool if we could just strip there and dive into the pool for a quick swim, like those teenage american movies always do. But then again I remember that this is real life and I only brought one pair of pants with me on this trip. o.O So yes, I would still want to sleep in my pants tonight.

I Dare You

Last night I learnt the hard way of never ever dare a friend in the middle of the night after a clubbing night out (not me, him).

It all started with an innocent joke, which went something like this: "oh yea? I dare you to come down here right now. Hah! How's that! (All the way from KL)"


The result?
Puffy eyes and lack of sleep in front of a class of uni students today, answering no particular question thrown by student specifically and have my head in the clouds all day long. Came back home and nearly dropped dead on my bed.


What happened?
Two hours after that "dare", while in the midst of my dream, I received a phone call.

"Guess what. I'm in front of your house."


0.-"

Le Sigh... Home Cook Food

Reached Malaysia.

Two weeks visa run.

Home is bliss.


Just taught my mom how to use Microsoft Word.

So tired.


Update tomorrow. Night.

Tomorrow have a forum/speech at MMU. :)

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More new items on Nicolekiss Boutique! New additions to the ever popular White Gold Plated Necklaces, glass Bracelets and Anklets!

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You know how annoying it is when you call someone on mobile and it cost a bomb. And sometimes you need to pay RM6 for a minute because it’s an international roaming call even when you hang up like 10 seconds later?

It’s even more annoying when you’re the one receiving the call and hang up after 5 seconds because it’s a wrong number! And you still get charged for a full half minute!!

That was how I felt in my recent trip to Australia. So many calls, so many dell calls!


Gargh!!!


But what if there are phone calls charge base on one second blocks rather than a 30-second block, I would think it would be a pretty bloody brilliant (this is me acting OZ like), not even Australian telco can do that (Australian phone calls are also based on 30-second block).

Well, if you’re wondering what this is about. Good question. It’s about this guy that’s been popping everywhere in town with his freaskishly long face.




I know, disturbing isn’t it?

Reminds me of Stuart taking a ride in Dreamworld, Australia.




Mr Orange is actually associated with the new telco in town called U Mobile. (starting with 018)


That’s the CEO btw.


And they charge base on one-second blocks. :D

That means for those cheap folks, you can call someone to declare that you have arrived, and hang up within a second. Save the cost, save the talk time, save the effort of typing!




Don’t laugh, I bet a lot of people will do that

Or pay only 1 sen per SMS when you SMS to U Mobile users.




For a traveller like me, I hardly use my phone when I’m abroad (because roaming charges are bloody expensive ok), most times, I don’t use up the minimum credit on my mobile postpaid plans, which means I waste my money each month paying for credits I don’t use.

U Mobile has solved that by coming out with a RM38 postpaid plan which is currently the lowest commitment fee needed for postpaid plan from any telco in Malaysia at the moment. And in return you will receive 12,000 seconds of free call!


Not to mention free talk time! :D


In fact, go all the cheapo and call your U Mobile friends and family for free.


(Get your friends and family to subscribe to U Mobile and make calls to them for free from now till 31st March 2009, Prepaid or Postpaid alike.)

They can bring their existing numbers from other telcos and enjoy the same benefits!


With the U98 plan, you can even select a phone package to get a 3G phone at a much cheaper rate.




And they offer free starterpack for their prepaid plan!




So that means I just buy pure credit and use them as it is! :D And with every reload, they will give you 20% (dua puluh!) free airtime, every single time.

And you also get 10 free SMS for every RM10 you use with 30 days. Not only you get rewarded then you top up, you get rewarded when you spend them! (I mean, it’s two bird at one stone, you top up to spend afterall right?) Then when you hit RM100 in a month, you get another 10 free SMSes!

Unlimited Mobile Ring Back Tone downloads, and Unlimited Mobile Live TV viewing and 5 Free Game downloads. (Promos in the last two paragraphs are valid till 31st Dec 2008)


Pretty impressive, eh?


They had me at one-second block charges.


Here’s a little contest, U Mobile is giving out free 018 Prepaid starter packs with RM50 Top-ups to try out the service, and also goodie bags for 5 lucky winners!

But this is the catch, create a four-picture comic strip that tells ur cheapo story of mobile phone calls. You are required to incorporate either of these two lines into your comic: “Call The Shots” or “Pay For What You Need”




You can draw, use photo to illustrate, act the part out, whatever it takes. YOU CALL THE SHOTS! (ohh... I’m good at this)

Email me at nicootan@gmail.com with your full name and contact details (mobile number + address) and with the attached comic.

Judging is based on the height of my laughing meter, your creativity skill and photograph/drawing techniques. Decision by U Mobile (or me) is final. Contest is open only for Malaysians. If I’m nice enough, i might even publish your work out for all to see and tag u at that.

It’s easy to win, as long you don’t draw like this.




I think my U is “terbalik” (inverted). Damn.

Here’s a little video for your entertainment.

Crushed Ice, Sugar and Plastic Bags

Today is the last day of mourning for the Princess, sister of the King of Thailand.

It was a grand 10 months mourning, everywhere I turned, there were temples and shrine set up magnificently, white drapes falling from the pagoda with a square photo frame viewable from miles away of a serene face, clearly in her 50's. Outside the entrance, miles and miles of citizens were queuing silently and patiently for their chance to pay the last respect to her royalty.

As I sat on the motor-taxi that took me on a swirly drive havoc around and inside out the heavy traffic Bangkok streets, I rode along this endless line of queue that's drenched in black. An apparent contrast to the white as the white snow on a winter's day that's of the drapes. Well, except for this lady in pearly white dress that seemed to have come from dinner straight, she stood out among the crowd like a flamingo.

The motor-taxi turned a corner and so did the queue, and on and on it went before finally, the line of people thinned and I finally saw the ending of what's going to be days of wait where two more ladies in black hurriedly twirled around and joined the queue like the rest of the people.


That's the thing I noticed about Thai people. They love their kings, and they respect their king and kins from the heart. It's a rare occasion, a sad one, but a rare one nonetheless. The last time something similar happened was 13 years ago when the princess' mother passed away.

Bless them. Bless the king. Bless the princess. May she rest in peace.


One thing I did realise was that I am getting accustomed to some of the culture here which I was really peeved about when I first arrived in Thailand, in fact, I was peeved about it every time I arrived in Thailand when I used to travel extensively here.

Yes Thai food is cheap. But Thais are not dumb either. Simple things like ice, unlike Malaysia, the Thais much prefer crushed ice, I mean, I do love crushed ice, they are nicer than the normal cube ice back home. Who doesn't like crushed ice? They cool your drinks faster and they look more appealing from the boring old cubes.

But the thing about Thai drinks. When you go to any stall, shop, drink outlet (except starbucks), they love to fill their crushed ice up to the top. Basically it's like shoving the cup into the ice box and out come a snow cone of ice, piling like an igloo on top of the full cup, then they will remove the "extra" by shoving a hand horizontally across the top of the glass. So now you have 100% glass full of ice instead of 130%.




And THEN, they'll pour your drink inside. Thai milk tea, coffee, chocolate drink, whatever. Like WTF man? I know 18 baht is bloody cheap for a glass of milk tea, but bloody hell, remove all the ice, I would probably get like a quarter of my actual drink.


The other thing you'll notice about Thailand is when you actually take a sip of that drink.

If you think Malays in Malaysia drink sugar with water instead of water with sugar, then you have yet to try Thai drinks. Any drink, at all. I can bet my 50 baht that they mix their drinks with 1 tablespoon of sugar to 1 teaspoon of milk and tea in ratio!!

On top of that~! When they finished pouring the drink into the glass of ice, they will top the drink with their multi-purpose sweetened evaporated milk! Like seriously man, they add sweetened evaporated milk on everything!

They add to you coffee, your chocolate drink, your already damn sweet Thai milk tea, mango and sticky rice, all sorts of Thai desserts (either stir it inside or pour on top), etc.

Just yesterday, I walked past this ice cream vendor who was selling homemade coconut ice creams in mini-scoops in cups to school children, and when he was done scooping this particular cup of ice cream, before handing the delightful dessert to the eager waiting little girl, he swiftly took a can of condensed milk from the side and drizzled some over the ice cream.

Jesus Christ man! It's ice cream. It's already sweet! You want your kids to have diabetes?

Which comes to my question: why are all Thais so beautifully skinny when they drink so sweetly! They must be the highest risk of diabetes country (apart from Middle East) in the whole wide world!

And Nestle must be staking in billions each month just by selling sweetened evaporated milk to the Thais.


The last thing, and I simply CANNOT stand, is that in Thailand, they adore plastic bags. Go to 7-11, buy a 10 baht sweet, and they will put it in a plastic for you!

Go to a store, or JJ market (Chaktukchak), buy an item, say.. 25 baht worth of dog cookies (for my dog, yea I went to JJ today, it was awesome, will post some uber cute finds in my coming entries), and they will pack the 100 gram cookies in a tight plastic bag, and before I know it, they take out a soft flimsy plastic bag (which you will usually get in 7-11) and attempt to put that plastic bag in the flimsy plastic bag!

I don't need 2 plastic bags! It was only 100 gram to start with! Imagine the trees I'll kill (well, not directly, but it's hurting the environment)! I'd take out the flimsy layer of plastic bag and return to them with a smile, something I have been doing for the past 2 months! Consistently.

Even when I go to buy my usual pork chop at the pork chop store at Section 22 Soi 4/2 (haha, I am so good in moving in JJ now I can remember most of my fav shops' addresses), they slice my pork cutlet accordingly and place them, again, in a tight plastic bag, and then placing them in another plastic bag! OMG. And because I split my pork in two portions so I could bring one back for dinner later, they put those two in two separate plastic bag for me! OMG! That means for ONE pork chop, I received FOUR plastic bags! *faint*

I wonder just how much garbage they produce each year and where does this wastage go to (dump into some sea near some third world country no doubt)?


On the up side, I have some decent finds today!




The lost culture of Choki Choki and Jelly (in Thai, what are they called again? Koko jelly?)!




Don't you just love lost culture! :D Brings back memory.



p/s: Despite all complaints, I *heart* Thailand. I found two coolest shops in two consecutive days that sold exactly what I was looking for and I can't stop smiling till now! ^^

They were everywhere

In Queensland, you will always find this bird around. Always.


What are these called? I shall call them bin bird. Coz they're always scouting around the bins


If I were to pay a cent out of Bill Gate's piggy to every ibis or seagull I see down at the beach of OZ, Bill would have declared bankruptcy by the end of the month.







They were everywhere. (seagull I mean)




Turn a corner and you'll see a flock standing still in the distance.




Makes you wonder what they were thinking all the time. Looking at us looking at them.




It creeps me out to think that these would be the same birds I'll see when I return to GC next year.

Australia - First stop, Gold Coast

Australia has always been a country I have been dying to visit since England - which was the first priority when I was 17 simply because it was farther and has this impression that it's more difficult to reach, hence I ended up studying there.




But by the age of 20, having visited most of the westernised countries such as USA, western Europe and the UK; Australia (and New Zealand) became the last first-world westernised continent in the globe I have not paid my respect to.

Which was rather odd considering that it was also the closest westernised continent to Malaysia.

Hence earlier this year I booked a flight to Gold Coast through Airasia free flight promo and without considering the cost (literally), I took the plunge to complete my final conquest.


Gold Coast - Adelaide (Barossa + Clare Valley) - Melbourne - Canberra - Sydney - Hunter Valley - Newcastle - Brisbane - Gold Coast


The whole trip took me a total of 5 weeks.

As soon as I booked my return ticket to Gold Coast, I got my journey in Australia pretty much sorted out. It's not usual for me to plan my trip, but alas I'm not made out of money and travelling in Australia ain't cheap either. It's a bloody continent for heaven's sake, it takes 6 hours of flight just to get from one end to the next.

Hence in order to land myself a cheap fare on Virgin Blue and to save time on the road (5 weeks was too short to cover even quarter of Australia, there's no time to waste!), I booked my domestic flights in Australia from Gold Coast to Adelaide to Melbourne. As for the rest of the journey, I decided that I would sort it out when I arrive in OZ, attempting to use their awesome domestic coach service - Greyhound.


One of the best BEST things I LOVE about being a blogger, is that I have readers (duh!) in various parts of the world. When I announced my coming arrival to Australia few months back, several readers emailed me to request for a meet up, some were so nice as to offer to show me around town. I accepted eagerly.


Jessie I LOVE YOU!!!!! I miss you so much OMG
you HAVE to go camping with me next year!


Meeting with readers when you are travelling is one of the most amazing experiences one can have. (I especially LOVE Australians readers. They are just so GOD DAMN friendly).

So with several meet ups around Australia planned, I began my journey down south.


After six hours of flight without food (expensive ok!) on Airasia X, which surprisingly have rather comfortable seats (I said "rather"),




I landed in Gold Coast with a too ugly top and trousers (I was backpacking ok, who dress up for backpack one?! You siao fashion critics!) and immediately met up with my first reader in Australia. Patricia was kind enough to give me a ride from the Airport before she went to work.




She took me to a look-out point in Gold Coast which simply took my breath away.


"Is this Australia OMG?!"


Despite a seemingly bright sun,


"ahh.... Golden Coast"


It was in the depths of winter when I set foot in Australia (August). It was bloody cold.


OMG those crazy surfers in the sea!





The worst thing was a couple of friends in Australia told me the weather was "nice" in August and without giving it a second thought, I brought a few sweaters and jeans and left Malaysia. That night, and my very first night, I was freezing under three layers of comforters wearing two layers of jumpers. -.-


Later Patricia brought me for my very first breakfast in Australia at Coffee Club.


as the bottle said, drink your di-hydrogen oxide.


Where I have my "Lifestyle Breakfast"


AUD15++!! o.O



RM 45 wtf! (conversion was AUD1 to RM3 when I went, damn it)


And Patricia her Eggs Benedict.




With the chill, I couldn't resist a cup of hot cocoa (out of the 35 cups I have, that's one for every day in OZ).


I miss my Hot Cocoa with marshmallow! I have not had these since since.. since England o.O. (cold weather ma)


Few days passed and I began to feel that Australia felt pretty much like England.

From the food they eat (oh I miss Fish n Chips), the price of pre-packed sandwich


Yep, equally expensive wtf (England's was 3~4 pounds)


the slutty clubbing outfits most women wear (especially in Gold Coast oh la la), the fat nation, bloody cold winter, weird English accent and over-priced bananas.




In fact, as weeks went by, the impression grew and when I arrived Melbourne, I concluded that Australia was more English than England itself in so many ways.

For example, chimneys in England is a dying architecture. I was surprised that I have seen more chimneys in Melbourne than in Manchester and London combine.




When it comes to cultural aspect, Australia pale in comparison with the rich history invested UK. Edinburgh castle for one is my dream home.

However, due to geographical position, Australia, unlike England, has a lot more to offer. Lots of land for vineyards and wineries developments, hordes of wallabies and kangaroos. They have so many it's a huge risk driving on road without insurance, you know, in case you hit a human-size kangaroo.




Kangaroo Scrotum wtf.

No Title This Time

**New Items in Nicolekiss Boutique! And first batch of items of Oh-So-Cute series.

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Felt like years have gone by since I landed here. What was a strange place, now became more familiar than norm would allow. Memories filled every corner, but not yet, for time did not permit that, nor chances. What was hope and dreams, faded away, as it was crushed completely beneath me.

Did i deserve it? Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows.

The words rang hard into my ears, as tears filled my eyes. Memories clouded my thoughts. No longer know why I was here, I dug further into my books to force enter another realm of fantasy. As I looked out the balcony, reality seeped in, people bustling through the day, winter is near and it has gotten cooler and windier here. Yet as an observer to this outside world, it was all so dreamlike at the same time. It didn't make sense. It's like walking on snow on a sunny day, it seemed scorching hot from the blazing bright sun, where in fact was immensely cold in the depths of winter.

My actions and thoughts left me confused. Why was it so difficult to understand, when something can be so simple. But then again not everyone can think like that. Not everything has always been perfect. However, a perfect life is what you made of. And if there's no future in perfection here, I might as well bring my perfected world somewhere. Somewhere where it can grow and flourish into something magnificent.

I will leave. Very soon. For good.

Hats

When I was in Gold Coast (coming up next), I landed myself in this hat shop that sold everything that could go on your head.




My host, suprisingly, was Stuart whom I met in Cambodia earlier this year, was working in Gold Coast and has a place for me to stay at his host's place, a guy whom he later met in Vietnam after I left Cambodia.


looking cool with his badminton cap.


I saw this shelf of really fancy hats and couldn't help but to try them on.




Thus! A hat fashion parade!

*switch to MC voice*

First off, we have this lovely flower pin that's good for any dinner occasion set back in the 80's.




While not everyone fancy a flowery set up, the wearer will provoke matings among birds, just like spring.


Next we have a lovely blue strawhat that's perfect for a walk downtown with your chi hua hua.




Strut that head to your picnic outing and I'll assure a crow will land in your head.




But nothing beats a peacock attractor with this flamboyant orange tower.




If you see male peacocks escorting you, don't be alarmed. You're just too irresistible.

And then there's the every courtesan's fantasy.




Dark, mysterious and feathery. I seriously think Shanghainese prostitutes of the mid-80's should have a serious fashion check up.

Next off, we move into the male category and a decade back to the 70's.

The Hippie's Age.




Yes, Stu here has presented us a classical piece of blonde male hippie, equipped with blonde hair, weeds and pipe excluded. Mustache and beard optional.

You can alternate your hair color too.




Hit the 60's of the Scottish witchery era and get noticed by them drunken Scots soldiers to be crucified in public.


hocus pocus


Back to the current rebellious age, you will have caps that talk right back at you.


"I'm busy. You're an idiot. Have a nice day."


How lovely.


Then finally, the new age hat, brought to you from down under.

The ever lasting, the new black, the new modern cap everyone shud have.

The national symbolising combo.


Presenting...




Koala Stu & Kangaroo Nic




Ah... fashion parade can be so fun.

No matter where I was

you were there in my heart...




But it was all just me.

Me alone.

Missing Home

Shocking as it may seems...

I'm beginning to miss home.

Miss my life jet-setting life which I was so eager to get away from when I first left Malaysia.

Miss my friends and late nights chats and talk and many wine sessions.

Miss all the hoo ha, events and parties that I always get invited to but never was that interested to go, until now.

Miss my parents, my family, home cooking, miss waking up and know that a jog down the jungle is as easy as taking a 15 mins car ride out.

Miss people who speaks English.

Miss dressing up nicely and go for a fancy afternoon tea.

Miss a movie night out.

Miss people who miss me back home.


Sigh... I miss Malaysia.

And yet I'm here, for another 5 months, or 4. Signed up with a gym for a good three months. Beginning to experience withdrawal symptoms.

I think I will take a ride down to Ko Samet, Phuket or Phi Phi next month for a weekend escapade. Erm.... yea.. why not. Might as way since I'm here. And I do want to sign up for the bloody expensive massage course. :D

7 Things You Must Do in Langkawi

Langkawi, is truly a tourist paradise. Every now and then I do love to visit the island with my friends and spend a glamourous gluttony life in boozeville. There really is no other way to spend your days here than to spoil yourself with the mountains of chocolate, sun, sea, beach and wine paired with seafood.




Take advantage of the cheap alcohol here and have your wine whereever you go. Be it at the beach, in the hotel over some board games with your peeps, and if you're twosome, with your sweetheart and chant the night away in a superb hotel under the brilliance of stars. Have some wine on the boat when you're doing your island hopping. Savour seafood in the night, exquisite pastries for afternoon tea.


Chocolate Croissant of The Loft


Now this, guys, is how you should enjoy Langkawi.

1. Dine at The Loaf - The King's Afternoon Tea




The infamous The Loaf




where once the ex pastry chef to our very own prime minister Tun Mahathir (now transfered to excel his expertise in Westin Langkawi) baked and now replaced with a Japanese Gold Medal Chef.




It's better to dine here in Langkawi than in KL Pavilion's branch because it's next to the Telaga harbour (very nice atmostphere), and it's cheaper here,







they have a more extensive menu served AND it's the original branch. :D


(Click here for an extensive review of The Loaf during our stay there.)






Gerald with his RM64 (+50% off) happy meal.

Lucky for us, it was 50% off all menu items for it was their 2nd Anniversary during our stay there. So we pratically dined there every single day. oh la la.


Ai ya uncle stealing my background.


You also MUST try their U Hu! Hu! Cheesecakes here.




My favourite will always be Luxurious Chocolate.







Else if you're out of cash, you can always feel the breeze outside at the harbour.


Blow~



they do other nice cafes at the harbour


2. Pee at 700 meters above sea level.




Take a cable up and go to the toilet to experience pee-ing in the sky. :D




Or you can perform the kiss pose at the curve bridge. :D


Hey it's a classical move ok.


3. Stay at a swanky hotel.

My pick here would be either Westin or Sheraton Langkawi.


Sheraton for this trip.


This is extremely essential because there are no other luxury than to have your once in a while ultimate pamper to drown yourself in the best thing life has to offer - comfort.




I always like a hotel that provides Kimono, they are the best damn thing in life!




So comfortable and so... so... so... sexy?




Ok, maybe not. Back to the room.




Sheraton Langkawi is pure heaven. Yes their rooms can be rather pricey (at around RM7~800 per room) but it was well worth every penny, trust me.

Me and Miss I-am-not-here shared the room. The guys slept in other hotels. Girls are so pampered. :p

And they always have really nice breakfast.
Nothing like a good healthy serving of breakfast.




Healthy... er.. er.. I mean..




yes... healthy breakfast! There you go. *cough*

Besides, you get to play pillow with your peeps! It's so awesome! I love pillow fights! It felt like an adult slumber party. (hey how many adults out there still do pillow fight huh? it's a cool thing ok!)


lol, pillow fight also must camwhore.





Miss I-am-not-here kena slammed!


4. Dance by the beach/pool at night.


Me popping with I-am-not-here


You're on an island for heaven's sake. Bring your boom box and rock it out on the beach under the moonlight. It's both super fun and romantic!


5. Go Diving




Well, though it's not really recommended to dive per se in Langkawi. There really isn't anything spectacular to see underwater here. But hey, part and parcel of the experience. :D




And there are not better experience than to experience the underwater world with some of your favourite people.




And have lunch together in between.



Now the only other dream I have left is to dive with my special love one. :p

We were so tired after the dive every one of us slept through the journey on the way back to shore.


Me



Miss I-am-not-here



Shawn



Jason



Me again



Gerald


6. Try Lobster Sashimi


OKAY! This is where I MUST introduce you the bestest best seafood restaurant in Langkawi.




Orkid Ria - at Pantai Cenang


There is not introduction to Orkid Ria without knowing this very popular uncle. Everyday... eh hem... *drum roll* This is Uncle Huat.


The king of lobster in Langkawi


He sells more lobster in a day than a lobster vendor do in a week at his restaurant.

Even his tiger prawns are like mini lobsters.




And his dishes. OMG. I will never look at seafood the same way again.


Moutain size butter prawns



Pregnant mother crabs



Giant Crab Claw


And finally, ladies and gentlemant, I present to you, the one and only, and my first ever,

LOBSTER SASHIMI! *cheers*




This is one of those reasons and sins in life to remind us why we should stay alive. (wait, sashimi should be healthy right?)

"Uncle Huat you are the best!"


7. Wine wine wine

Finally I was serving boozeville a purpose!




Head down to town and buy a truckload of your favourite alcohol.

Try playing Lychee liquor and Sprite with ice at night over a card game, lol, it's so sweet and subtle you won't even feel it when it hit you! Jason puked that night :p

We had wine during dinner, with seafood. *wink wink*


my selection, sweet wine
Martini Asti. Bubbly wine. This was not bad.



But FontanaFredda Asti was better. (Uncle Boris had something else drier, he no likey sweet wine)



This was the best. Moscato dAsti. And my favourite. But still couldn't compete with my sweet darling Nivole Moscato dAsti.


Had them in the afternoon, for lunch.


Yep, had it again. :p



Courtesy of Miss I-am-not-here. This was SWEEEET. Oh la la! And rather pricey too, even after duty free, goes up to 3 digit, you know how much? (like duh it's in the photo)


As you can tell I am a sweet wine person.

Even had it in the room.




Mystique Ice Wine - if you want to have diabetes, this is the wine to go.

Kiss Me Down Under, Please

Christmas is NEAR~~!!!!

Tra la la la~ Jingle bell Jingle Bell JINGLE BELL ROCK~! *starts dancing*

Nicolekiss Boutique has new additions for this Christmas season! :D

Yes, Kiss Me Down Under series is finally in!!! Woo hoo~~!!! Tra la la la la.... (view previous entry)

What does this series have to offer? Everything kinky and meow and purrrrrr (please say this in a very slow low voice) of course.

First we have this.




then this.


I call it: white kitty *scratch*


And this.


oh la la "somebody turn the aircond on"


THIS!




Nicolekiss Boutique is throwing a superb promotion for all by having not only FOC DELIVERY but FREE CHRISTMAS WRAPPING on all Nicolekiss Items!!
(applicable to Singapore, Brunei and Malaysia only)
(international gets free wrappings too! plus USD4 delivery fee)

Yes, you get to order & buy your Xmas present here and have them delivered to your love ones' door steps directly! Isn't that brilliant?!


Other new additions are:


Deep Blue Sea



Adam's apple



Something Fishy?


Come come order. Nicole wrap nice nice present showered with kisses and love for you. :D

Sing with me!!! Tis the season to be jolly! Tralalalala~ la la la la~

Back to Langkawi

Short note: *comments deleted* sigh.. why bother. really~


Soon after my Southern Thailand trip, I unpacked, packed again and took off to the island of duty free with my friends as organised on I LOVE TRAVEL event.


Langkawi map


As we waited for people to gather around from various parts of Malaysia, we had lunch at KFC Langkawi.




It's always nice to be travelling with people, an experience I don't get to have often, it's even better when it's with people you know and like. :)




So together three guys and two girls, we went to check in to the hotel at Langkawi Lagoon Resort (we girls checked in here & the guys else where).


welcome drinks at the hotel


The rooms were pretty decent but at a rate of RM700 a night I thought it was a total rip off.




The room was small but it was rather alright I supposed.


Too dark?



Too bright? I can't decide. >_<


It did have a very nice pool+sea view though.




We rented a car and drove to the west where we took the cable car up the mountain for a view over langkawi.




Sadly the weather wasn't too clear up there.







But the curve bridge was still magnificent though. :)





Jason and I being silly



Gerald glowing in the sun. wait? what sun?


In this photo I was attempting a group kiss pose photo at the curve bridge.




But alas not everyone did it. Guys are so shy sometimes. Or is it their ego?

So we took again. (shamelessly ask a tourist there to take for us again. :p)




As we moved further up, the air got rather windy.




Anyone want to pee at 700 meters above sea level?






looks like we won't be seeing any sunset


The wind force was just nice to actually do a lot of model-like-wind-in-the-face shoot.







In my next entry, I am going to show you what is the real way to spend your holiday in Langkawi. Oh yes, there will be alcohol involved. ;)

Now, let me show you my shampoo commercial shoot attempt.




Fuuwa~ let me hair fly fly fly...




Any saloon want to sponsor my hair do?

Recovery...

It hurts in places you don't know, can't feel, won't understand.







Just let me nap.


And forget.

Typical Day Living in Bangkok

Short Note: Obama has been elected as the first black american blooded President of the United State of America!!!!! Abraham Lincoln is going shed tears in his grave.

When are we going to have our first Chinese or Indian PM huh? huh? HUH?

Let's just hope that the USA citizens don't hate him as much as Bush 5 years down the road.


A week ago a reader of mine messaged me (or was it emailed? can't remember) to ask about budget comfortable stays in Bangkok.

I replied him with the recommendation of my semi-serviced apartment/hotel/studio condo for the rooms here are indeed very comfortable and within his range of budget. Which of course, minus his knowledge that I was living in the same building.

All was left forgotten until yesterday when he messaged me on facebook announcing his arrival in Bangkok and have checked into the building I suggested and living in.




So! We met up for drinks. :D (he's staying a storey below me)


I showed Bernard (his name) how's my typical day out in Bangkok is like today (I have not slept yet so it's still today, I know it's already 6am).


Smiley chap he is.


Meeting up in the lobby, we took a taxi to Siam Paragon for lunch at Fuji restaurant - one of my favourite Japanese restaurants. :D

We had Cheese Tofu. (or I had, seeing that I finished most of it :p)




It's like cream cheese, but very tofu-y. Soft and cheesy. It was drizzled with honey and it's SO SO SO good. yum~




For the first time I had a sashimi boat in Thailand with someone else. :D


Bernard ordered it of course.


Bernard's using a Nikon D40 camera so I couldn't resist taking photos with it.




Then I resumed to my eating while Bernard continue helping me camwhore.




My favourite dish in the restaurant is the Unagi Cream Cheese Roll. So yummy can die.




Later on we took the BTS to Sala Daeng, then MRT to Lumphini to take a walk around the famous Suan Lum Night Bazaar.




It's something like a late night Chaktukchak, not as cheap, not as big, but minus the heat. :D

I led him straight to my favourite coffee outlet in Thailand - DOI TUNG!


There's one in Chiang Rai, one in Huahin, and one here in Bangkok.


Doi Tung serves Thai produced coffee, which in my very personal opinion, it's pretty good (not the coffee, the ice chocolate I mean, I don't drink coffee :p ). And it's cheaper than starbucks.




Oh by the way, do you know what there are no such thing as free wifi in coffee shops/outlets in Thailand? Yep, no free wifi in Starbucks either. It's things like this that make me miss Malaysia, le sigh.




Doi Tung charges 60 baht per hour (trust me, this is already cheaper than Starbucks' wifi here).




But people still come here for the lovely ambiance and a good afternoon read. At times I bring my laptop here to work when I get tired of staying in the room.


The infamous Kokuto Latte which Bernard ordered (I don't drink coffee remember)



inserting camwhore pic at own will. la la la~


Oh btw, Bernard is on his quest to backpack around Indo-China.




It's not everyday you hear a Malaysian telling you that he/she is travelling around Indo-China alone, I get estastic everytime I hear it. It's a sign that Malaysians are finally breaking out of its comfort zone/shell and beginning to venture out and explore the world the real way.


Yay! that's the real way! Bernard's damn sporting.
(that's a grasshopper btw)


He was going to fly from Bangkok to Hanoi, Vietnam. I suggested him to travel there on land, crossing borders through Laos. Guess what?! I think he's going to do it!! You go Bernard!! Don't forget to go tubing if you ever land yourself in Vang Vieng k?!


After drink we went out to look-see around Suan Lum.

I've always enjoyed walking in bazaar or night market, there're always a lot of nice things to see, even though you can't always afford them. But you sure will work damn hard to get them the next round! It's one of the best therapies. (Unless of course you find something that you really really like and god forbid for the love of your life cannot afford it)


Haha! Thai barbie!



Pretty ball lights. I remember Wendy loves these.


Bernard was very fascinated with this old T-shirt.


This should be a vintage.


I, however, was attracted to this shirt. :D


Haha!!! Brilliant!


Then I came by this shop which I simply adored! They sold collars!! How unique!

I couldn't resist trying some of them.


Bernard I looked like french maid here.


French Maid collar costed 1190 baht. o.O

Then I tried on a black lacey collar.




This one costed 450 baht. o.O!!




Nice or not? Better be! It's a bloody RM49 riggit ok!

Or you prefer a white one?





Ok my pose looked weird here.


White? Black?


Or maybe a cool hat no? :D




Yep, that's about it. My typical day out living in Bangkok. Occasionally meeting up with readers who's coming to pay me a visit in Bangkok. Which reminds me, I'm meeting with Dennis, another reader, and his friend who're arriving this friday for dinner.

Hey, why everyone coming to Bangkok end of the year one a?

Dance of the Lips and Tongue

What one does at 3am in the morning in Bangkok...
















Exercising one's lips and tongue, that's what.

No more hidden charges!

This is not a spoof entry of someone famous. It is NOT. NOT I say.

The thing I love about living in Thailand, is that what you see, if what you pay and what you get.

Unlike Starbucks back home, go to any coffee shop, say, Doi Tung Coffee (spotted in Hua Hin).


Doi Tung is like Starbucks to the Thais, they serve cheaper and really nice coffee and ice chocolate.


And order a cup of ice chocolate, like I always do in Starbucks Malaysia.




The menu says large cost 65 baht (around RM6.90).

So I would take out 50 baht note, 10 and 5 baht coins and place it on the counter.

When the cashier cash in the payment, it is exactly 65 baht, no extra charges. No tax, no service charge. 65 baht means 65 baht.


No wonder the Thais like to say “Same same”


As a traveler, I hate it when I have to stretch my budget further by accommodating myself to these hidden charges everywhere, it hits you when you least expected. It’s annoying you know.

Hence, the one pet peeve I have when booking a flight is to do research on the cheapest flight to a certain country and have to go through all the hassle of finding out what is the full fare even when it displayed clearly to your face on the main screen that it’s RM0.90 one way flight to Tawau.

I mean, doesn’t that get to you? Almost every month I have to spend hours, sometimes DAYS just to look for the cheapest flight available, on different flights, on different dates, even on different location to land in that country!!




Do you know how much work that can come up to?

With so many different airlines around the world, you are easily looking at 5 to the power of 10 times of clicking!

It doesn’t help that whenever one has to go through 90% of the booking process just to find out what is the EXACT pricing of that flight?!

Baggage fee la, insurance fee la, airport tax la, fuel surcharge la~ bloody hell!! All the hidden charges and before you know it, what was RM1 flight turned out to be a RM126483xxoo worth of flight.

ARGH!!!

Which is why MAS is great! When you try to search for a flight on their booking engine, they don’t show you the flight fee alone, they show you the All-inclusive low fares.

That means that when you search for a flight and confirm, it will automatically show you the final price of the flight inclusive of all taxes.

So convenient ok!!

That’s so easy to compare prices between destinations!! I did all these three searches for the full fare (from KL to Melbourne, Perth or Brisbane) in less than 1 minute!! That includes the time took hesitating between the dates!

1 minute!!! Can you believe it?!

Can you imagine how many flights I can research up to in an HOUR?!

Recently, they are pushing this MAS All-inclusive Low Fares Campaign which means instead of advertising a flight to Langkawi …

"from RM0.99 one way"
*not inclusive of taxes and surcharges.

they will advertise
"from RM63 one way"
*inclusive of taxes and surcharges.


Personally I think this is sending the most honest advertising message to all travelers!

According to their press release, MAS took a step further by slashing their Low Fares by a further 50-73% on domestic and ASEAN destinations. Imagine, from RM63 nett to fly to Penang, land of food food food.




Or even RM734 nett to Melbourne for all the gorgeous wineries and vineyards – those sweet unlimited wine. Mmm…




You don’t have to be afraid of what might be hiding underneath that pretty RM0.99 one way ticket anymore, which would be another RM123 for fuel surcharge, RM35 airport tax, etc. UGHH.

Oh, you know what? Flying to Bangkok is only RM149 nett on my birthday!!!!!!




OMFG!!!! SO CHEAP!!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!! COME CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY WITH ME IN BANGKOK!!

I’M SERIOUS!

DON’T MAKE ME COME BACK AND GET YOU.

Two years....

Yesterday was the mark of my 400 entries. And today is the mark of the second last month of year 2008.

It has been two years plus one month since Nicolekiss first launched. I didn't realise how time has flown, so swiftly, unnoticeable almost.

And I am nearing a quarter of a century old. Splendid.


Yes, time and time again people don't fail to remind me of my age. It's as though they can't bear to see how I have spent most of my days traveling from places to places and, in their eyes, "wasting" my life away.

Personal opinion, that is a very subjective debatable topic. So they are saying that spending their entire life slaving away for a corporate that is not even their business is useful? Or earning millions when they don't even share their wealth with the less fortunate is a meaningful life?

What can a resume do for you at such a critical economy downturn? You can avoid that downsizing ordeal, but won't escape you from not getting your bonus this year or increment next year?

If you're lucky enough, you might even get a promotion, more business, job hop into a better career of higher pay.

Hey why not. It is a very subjective perspective. Who says one can't be happy spending his life away doing nothing? I earn enough every month to travel every now and then (yes i know my every now and then is damn frequent, sue me), pay my rental and food, and barely saving while investing in a new business. And though they are very skeptical people out there who won't have it any other way than to see a failure in me, so be it you know.

They might think they are above all, claiming that if they were to have life their way, they would be making it big. And then blame their incapability to break out of their commitment when no one has bound them down in the first place (what? did someone bind you to your chair with a chain and a gun to your temple threatening you not to seek for your better future? job? start a business? if you are as good as u have said, why not go start a business and make it succeed and prove to people who you claimed to have "force" you to your current situation, yes by 'people' I am referring to your parents) on my lack of enthusiasm in a full time career which would give me a what? 3k per month job that requires me to work 10 hours per day for 5-6 days a week and 14 days of holiday per year?

Thank you very much. I can achieve that very well without the need to stick to my desk 24/7 and while travelling and studying and working at the same time, Kap Khun Ka. And I don't care if one can save more when attached to a company, I don't need that. Because unlucky for me, I can never work for a company for a few good reasons.

I have always said: it's either I work long enough for my employer to fire me, or for me to fire my employer. When it's not them not able to tolerate me, it would be me unable to tolerate them and the scope of my job, or the time and nature at that. "We" just never get along, me and my full time force-to-do boring job that is. Ever.

And I really respect and envy people who can work in a company, climb the corporate ladder, despite all my complaints, there are undoubtedly a lot of benefits one can attain when working for a company. Company incentives, car, contribution, trips, entertainment fee, on company's expenses, etc. Many things you know. But too bad, that life is not for me, not meant to be and not fit to be. And as I view from the other side of the green land, I reminded myself that grass is not necessary greener on the other side.

Be happy with what you have, for you are fortunate enough to be living luxuriously, to be reading this entry is proof enough that you have the capability to own or gain access to modern technology. Feel blessed, and do not complain, do not compare (with others or with yourself), give a ringgit (or 10 baht) to the less fortunate who come up to you to seek your help on the street, for they need that ringgit for than you, even when they aren't really what they seem at times (fake beggars and all).

Feel blessed. Stop complaining. Love yourself, love others and love your parents. Start living.