ode to melaka

in B's words, not enough ppl know about the beeeauty of melaka. so here goes a post dedicated to melaka, from my recent visit. it's stuff that i think are notable melakan 'attractions', so if you think otherwise, don't shoot the messenger :D


hokay lets see, in no particular order...

1. now we're both ppl who love to eat, so it's no surprise that i stuffed myself like a starved idiot when i was there. so definitely, food is a big BIG reason.

chicken rice ball.

















satay celup. but be warned, my skin sorta broke out after gorging on this















there's a whole bunch of other foods that i really loved, such as loi's beef, chendol, curry puffs and banana balls, Mama B's cooking, etc, but i don't have pics of those. i was already being scolded for being super sampat and embarassing B for being so touristy.

2. melakan drivers are just fantastic. or maybe it's just B.

she drives on the wrong side of the road.

she never indicates when turning.

she won't take the short way home, and instead, takes the long way home, a road that she has never driven on before, plus its REALLY dark.

she's an obsessive compulsive honker.

she honks pedestrians who are at least 100m away and not in any remote danger.

she can drive for 20 minutes in the pitch black without turning on the headlights, even tho everyone's flashing at her.

although... her parking's not bad.

except when she says "wah my parking damn good hor", and then proceeds to curb her car.

yep. world's best i say!!!

3. as much as i love to bag mlk, i have to say that i've met some really nice ppl, B excluded.

Hi Su-N!!!

i know you read this rubbish, so i just wanted to say HIIIII and thanksss againnn!!!

4. now this is a feature that you can only find in B's place. B's ball-licking dog, Lucky :) lol. what a cutie. i don't know why, i'm just so fascinated by him. he's such a charmer. here he is gettin' lucky.

5. and finally...

in my opinion, melaka's greatest, or shall i say, biggest attraction.......

*drumroll*

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okla, there's way more to melaka than just these. just that i don't have the pics for it. :D

a drunkard's resolution to not be a drunkard.

i shall hide my face at home for the next 2 months.

i shall not drink for the next 3 months.

i shall not be such a drunkard ever.

i shall not embarass myself and do things i'll regret.

i shall not make resolutions i can't keep.

scratch #2.

i shall not drink overly much again.

i've totally lost my coolness.

on a separate note, the kilos are really piling on.

and i was never really cool anyway.

kinda like a clumsy idiot bopping along really. :D

i wish i could be somewhere else.

with someone else.

maybe i just need an xmas pressie. *growls*

then i'll be alright.

ooooh, i shall not blog while partially drunk, @ 5am again.

calling all worshippers

hokay. this is quite possibly the lamest post i'll ever write. and considering all the super duper lame-o posts i've done, it saze something.

anyhoo, me & B were talkin, and we've decided to come up with a new religion, and she's looking to scout the market to find out how many devotees are interested *lol*

lets back track 1st.

coupla mths ago: a certain Mr X, from country X, knows jack shit bout msia. so when he found out about B, he said fawningly, "oh my, B must be enormously rich'... because she's a msian who studied in aus, and has a mobile. hmmm. my, what one can deduce nowadays.

so from that day forth, B has been struttin round with an inflated ego because she is, in the words of X, so enormously rich. we both thought that obviously, she shld be queen of melaka.

along the way, further ppl boost her ego yada yada yada, and now she is not only enormously rich, but also incredibly talented, unbelievably smart, and drop dead gorgeous (ahem i always thought she was). of course, being such, we thought that we should crown her queen of msia.

so then today, another certain someone, Mr H, said that B was bOoBy, and he wldn't mind doing her *lol* well good lord, now of course, she can't just been a queen anymore. she just HAS TO BE A ...


G.O.D.D.E.S.S.

there's just no other explanation i say. no normal human being can be so impossibly perfect :D

anyhoo here we go. we've decided to dedicate a religion to the worshipping of B, or rather, in this case, B's boobs. so she's gonna be the goddess, and seeing that i ain't exactly thin *lol*, i'm gonna be high priestess. another boob priestess shall be agnes :) how convenient that the 3 of us aren't exactly... thin :D

so all the preachers shall be booby women, and worshippers can be anyone.

any takers?

B needs to know immediately in order to start plans on the shrine. we need to know how many ppl to accommodate y'know :) i mean, a statue of B's boobs already takes up like, 1 acre.

ladies and gentlemen...

your new goddess.




Boobism. Now that's a religion i'll gladly preach:) What about y'all?

Tis the season...

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!

BTW, as you can see my xmas tree has no pressies.

so if anyone is feeling particularly charitable this xmas, please forward your donations to the Mags Needs Pressies Fund. Donations in the forms of nicely wrapped pressies will be greatly appreciated :D ho ho ho

fa la la la la... la la la la...

Lunch with the LaYdeEze.

Well me & B decided to bring some class to the relatively impromptu tai-tai luncheon that Mama B threw.

Actually, it was a rather impressive shindig i have to say. It's like stepping into some underground restaurant in B's basement. Anyhoo, Big B cooks fantastically, it's so disappointing that B didn't follow in her footsteps *sighs*

Everything was made by Big B. There was mee rebus, nasi lemak, all sorts of kuih, tiramisu, mud cake. OMG it was soooo good *drools* Me & B kiasuly snuck down early to quickly get as much food as we could, before all the aunties came along and scolded us for being such fat slobs.

Then B decided to be an idiot and break her necklace in front of Granny B and her two friends, and the poor ladies who couldn't even walk properly themselves helped us all pick up the beads, and even tried to fix it for B. I am so embarassed of B, taking advantage of these lil ol ladies *tsk*

Anyhoo the laydeez soon brought out the cards, so me and B brought out the cam and decided to pose all over the house.

Ta daaaa~!! then B being the Bossy Boots she is, decided to drag some of the young guests who were happily playing by themselves, into taking pics.

You can just feel the excitement emanating from their faces.

ANYWAYS, Mama B's place gets a whopping 6 outta 5 stars. Great hostess-ing, incredible food, nice people, and oh what a lovely place. The only problem? To throw a truly classy tai-tai luncheon, don't invite me and B. As hard as we try, we just don't do classy :D

A day in the life of two idiots

Me & B had an extremely productive day.

We woke up and had wan tan mee for breaky @ 11am.
Came home and bummed.
A coupla hours later, we went out to eat chendol.
Then we went shopping.
Came home and showered.
Then went out to have nasi lemak for tea.
Jumped into a salon nearby to wash and blow our hair (coz we're just too freakin lazy).
Came home and had dinner (B's granny stuffed like five fishes down me).
Then we went out and shopped again.
Came home, and now B is trying on clothes for the luncheon tomorrow,
While waiting to watch drama series @ 11pm.
And I am internet-ing.

Aahhhh...
Our brains are rotting and our lives are totally useless and meaningless,
But we have great food, nice clothes and clean hair
So all. is. good.

Here's our extremely busy day:

@ the salon being really sampat taking photos of ourselves and each other. that's just not cool.

in the car, with our well blown dos.

post dinner shopping @ jusco. B's being a real idiot. that's just not cool.

i have to say, if we weren't bimbotic enough already, this officially makes us one. we don't do nuts. just eat, shop, sleep, and prettify our hair.

but hey, it's holiday, so it's a-okay to be useless.

the reunion

FINALLY met up with Barbs after our many months of separation. She's trying to sleep *what a pig* while i blog this. i have absolutely no idea how she can sleep so soon after we had sup. will be following her to melaka (Barbs: "Thank you it's a cool place!") tomorrow. I don't know why but she always tries desperately to reassure everyone about the coolness of her hometown :D well here's to five meals a day and absolute blobbing around other than that! yayyyy

anyhoo had a good weekend and we watched perhaps love today, and both of us are officially crazy over mr hot stuff. movie was alright, but he was H-O-T. i hope she doesn't attack me in her sleep when she's thinkin of him tonight.

alrightey then, barbs needs her sleep so i better turn off the comp before it keeps her away from her beauty sleep any longer! i'll prolly blog more when i'm in mlk since there's nothing much for me to do there for a few daze *lol* besides eat of course...

btw, she snores :D

The Girl Who Talks To Monkeys

The following is a true story.

Once upon a time there was a girl who had problems with monkeys loitering around her house. She'd tried various methods of shoo-ing them away, but to no avail. Then one fine day, she had a stroke of genius. She thought to herself "Ah Hah!!! I know how to make those dreadful monkeys stop buggin' me. Boy, I should've thought about this earlier!"

So she strode outside, where she stood with her handson her hips, glaring at the monkeys hanging on the roof.

And with a booming voice she said...

"Please, please mr monkey, get off the roof. Don't disturb me here. Go away lah... pleaseee"

She continued her begging for several more minutes, thinking that the monkeys in good faith, would actually leave after listening to what she had to say.

Needless to say, the monkeys didn't listen to her pleading.


Oh by the way, this girl is Barbs :)

And this happened last week.