THE GUY FROM KUCHING

Mr Ex-boyfriend had apparently read the previous entry, and saw himself in the dreadful yellow shirt.

Ahh.. thankfully, he saw the hilarious side to it(I certainly hope so!) and laughed at his severe fashion faux pas.

I cringed when I thought about what he might have read/seen from this blog.

Ironically, this blog was started to record the saccharine-sweet moments we shared, and I had hoped he would read deeper into my world back then.

Of course, it didn’t happen.

My blog didn’t rouse his interest enough, I guess.

So it was pretty surprising when I found out that he is a closet reader now.

Then again, I think he is just a picture-browser.

Good. I am sure he is in for a treat with the gorgeous people in this entry.

Weekend was pretty cool.

Rushed out on Saturday evening to attend Joanne’s 21st birthday party at Bayshore, and the very lazy Ting blew a considerable amount on cab fare from west, to east.

Tsk tsk.

No wonder the only productivity I excel in, is in the area of lard-brewing.

The evening at Bayshore was a pretty low-key affair, but it was sweet.

Had a nice time catching up with Joanne, Meiling, Michael and Michelle, who were the only familiar faces to me.

I made a couple of new pals out of Joanne’s ex-classmates, and the 2 very unassuming babes made the evening sparkled.

The only bitchy hurting remark of the night, was the gems Joreen(the girl in white) spewed forth.

‘I so faaaaaattttttttttttttt.’

Which drew dagger stares from ALL of us, cos she is really petite and skinny in person(much more so than how she appears to be on the picture).

Never die before, I say.

The birthday girl who turned 21.

Witnessed how she bloomed from a tomboyish 18 year-old to a charismatic young lady…

Nice.

Michael and Michelle, who very kindly gave me a lift from Bayshore, to Boat Quay after the party.

The 4 of us.

A little background story to how we knew each other, and established a stronger bond only towards the end of last year.

Michael, is one of Philip’s riding buddies.

So were the ex-boyfriends of Joanne and Meiling.

Erm, yah.

We didn’t quite have an indepth friendship back then, but somehow, we got on really well, and have more opportunities to get to know each other better after our breakups.

If there’s one thing to be thankful about out of the excruciating experience, it gotta be the brilliant friends I derived at the end of it.

Anyway.

I can’t believe how I dropped all kinds of food all over myself, all over the floor, and was the butt of all jokes throughout the party.

*Sulks* Why do I have to be clumsy all the time? Darn.

Poise, Ting, POISE!!

And it doesn’t help that they were going on and on about how ugly my curls are.

Grr….

Met up with Finicky Feline after I had a brief catchup with Meiling at the bus stop near the mouth of Boat Quay.

By now, everyone would have read countless accounts from people who had met up with the Malaysian blogger over the weekend.

My very brief(what a change!) account previously had something lacking.

Yes, pictures.

Anyway. It was plenty of jitters before we made our way up.

The 2 nervous girlies ladies were having cold-feet, and didn’t quite want to make our way to Hideout, anymore.

As we made our entrance, we didn’t see any familiar faces.

Just as we were standing in the midst of the crowd, I saw a familiar face behind Finicky Feline, and exclaimed, ‘Oh my God, they are right behind you.‘

Yeap, it was that of Kenny Sia.

I scooted off to the washroom, and what followed was a very typical reaction from the bashful Ting.

Yeah, get it shove into your head, I am SHY, alright?

In Finicky Feline’s words, ‘Better than Ting lah, who ran into the toilet to hide. We had to chase her down and force the toilet door open.‘

They did just THAT.

And I couldn’t stop giggling when I was introduced to Mr Miyagi.

And yes, we couldn’t stop snapping away for the night.

Ladies and gentlemen, what I have here, is very limited.

Will post more when I finally bug the others for the rest of the pictures.

FF’s definition of sexiness:

Obviously, she meant the one on the left right.

Not me.

He’s cuter in flesh than how he looks on prints.

And I wished someone could shoot me on the spot when FF told him how I reckon he is cute.

#!%%!$#$!@

We then came to a consensus that Mr Brown has no neck was the cutest.

Alas, he is happily married, and that left us 2 very disappointed beings.

Me, and the 2 very charismatic ones.

And of course, the display specimen star of the night from Kuching.

Juicypout was fantastic, who made me feel pretty at ease by initiating conversation, something I suck terribly in.

Everybody wanted a piece of Kenny Sia.

He sneaked away for a rendevous with the wife and 2 concubines, and left us all abandoned and unwanted.

We grew increasingly bored whilst waiting for his return.

And finally, the 4 of them return to Hideout..

That lucky basket.

This picture looks scandalous suspicious.

And no, I didn’t actually touch his bum.

My hand was inches away when it was taken.

And, gee, what were Kenny and Wendy doing in the background?

And yes, that’s a blardy bad shot of my obscenely obese arm.

I have some suggestive shots of Finicky Feline, but I will risk getting myself into a fight with a cat, and thus, I shall be nice.

Like I always am.

At least she wasn’t as sneaky as Mr Brown who deleted a.. hmm, not so flattering picture of him from her camera.

He has no idea how we had painstakingly tried to take pictures of him from several angles just to get that shot.

*Cough cough* Eye for a guy, or something?

Hurhurhur.

(Sorry people, I am actually blogging at 8am, and thus, my brain is not working particularly well. I feel as if I am typing gibberish, again. Pardon me if I don’t make sense.)

Very excitingly, a fight broke out during supper, and it was in my opinion, rather hilarious.

I couldn’t stop giggling and I have no idea why it tickled me so.

I am so gonna get into trouble with my giggles someday.

Janice joined us and was adamant to meet Kenny, who had left to join Wendy and concubines for KTV.

Thus, off to the KTV in the heart of Orchard, we went.

Where we clamoured for his attention.

Ah well.

It was more competition for Kenny’s attention on a lazy Sunday.

Woke up to a couple of messages.

Apparently, he was all alone at Plaza Singapura, and no one was meeting up with him.

Being very nice friends, Janice and I sprung out of bed(*cough* at 4pm in the afternoon), and travelled the gruelling distance to meet him at Plaza Singapura.

Coincidentally, FF was at Plaza Singapura as well.

Yeah, they are fated huh.

Janice and I met up with him, cos he told us he would be meeting Brown at around 10pm, and that the Queen of Lians, Apple also known as Poisonlady, had stood him up.

Just when we finally met up with him, he dropped the bombshell that Apple had just woken up, and would be joining us in a while.

His definition of ‘in a while’?

The moment he informed us, she called and appeared right before us.

Then, he told us Brown would be picking him up shortly after.

*Gasp*

Aww… how’s that for competition for attention?

I bet he will remember the chilling stares from Janice and I for the rest of his life.

I was pretty apprehensive about meeting Apple cos I had imagined her to be some intimidating character that would boost my Hokkien ability to doctorate level.

But I didn’t have the grace time to back out, and thus, it ended up as a 4-some for the evening.

What did we have for dinner?

We threw Janice an incredibly weird stare when she announced flamboyantly, ‘I want to eat Kenny Sia.‘

*GASP GASP GASP*

You’re alone, babe. You’re alone.

Anyway, back to Apple.

Surprisingly, she is extremely lovable, and she didn’t speak Hokkien!

In fact, she was quite graceful when she speaks, and in contrast, I was the one who totally lost my poise when I had chocolate cake hanging off my chin, spaghetti sauce splattered all over.

No pretense about her, cool.

I think the 4 of us got on pretty well.

It is absolutely not true when people had exaggerated how all the girls were throwing ourselves themselves all over Kenny.

It’s just, so, not true, you know?

Yah, it couldn’t be true, you know.

Cos, we are such shy people.

That lucky basket.

I thought we were supposed to pose… apparently Janice didn’t share the same frequency with me. *Giggles*

Her idol, you know.

Somebody should just crop me out of the picture.

Ah well, I got lucky, too.

I don’t understand what’s the big deal of girls kissing each other on the lips.

It can just be an affectionate display of friendship, no?

Come on, didn’t you guys see on the papers how Fan Wei Qi and Zhang Hui Mei pecked each other on the lips too?

Taiwanese host Xiao S and Cecilia Cheung smooched each other too, while on a variety show.

Nothing to rave about, really.

(Though I think the peeps at Bakerzin were pretty jealous of Kenny Sia)

We bade Kenny goodbye, and Apple then made her way home.

Janice and I then took a long walk down Orchard Road, that proved to be the biggest mistake of the day.

What are the odds of being recognised by people who saw Janice, and naturally guessed it was me right beside her, TWICE?

And both didn’t even come up to us to say hi.

Tsk tsk!

And to think we discussed this issue over dinner.

I so swear that I will not hang out with her again.

Hmph.

One was at a bus stop, another was at NYDC Heeren.

And not forgetting the other times when I was being seen at CitiLink Mall, and Chinese Garden MRT.

We didn’t sit long at NYDC Heeren, after Janice realised the wireless wasn’t working.

In fact, we left without ordering anything cos she couldn’t get it connected and see no point in staying.

Anyway.

Yucks. I blardy hate it when being recognised.

Yes, HATE IT.

Not their faults. Just that I am just so blardy uncomfortable with that and am insecure by default.

Anyway, if you do recognise us next time, do say hi.

It would be better that way, I supposed.

Alright.

At least I am feeling better after some retail therapy.

Yay.

I got myself new dress, new earrings, and a chunky necklace.

Yay.

Sales don’t rouse me anymore.

They make me queasy and giddy.

I shall not mention how I had to rest for a while cos I got sick from the MNG sale.

And it wasn’t even crowded.

But somehow, the browsing itself was too harsh, and I broke out in cold sweat after spending 15 minutes in the shop.

So home, we went.

***

So, Kenny’s stay came to an end, since he would be returning to Kuching today.

Anyway, it was great having you around, mate! Have a safe journey back home.

Or else, I would not be able to get my pictures from ya!

And indeed, Kenny was a hit amongst the women.

One last question, Kenny.

Tsk tsk.

Hurhurhur.