Tuesday, 30 March 2010

Drag race challenge 2010 - Speed up!

Argghh.. what's wrong with me.. Im so lazy to do an update now.. even I have loads of story and pictures to share about. I checked on my LinkReferral's site review.. they put very nice comments on me and finally I  need to smack my own ass to update, in order to show my appreciation towards their views and reviews.. Thanks guys, I put your nice reviews next to my post here..heee

I was invited by a friend, who happened to be one of the rider in this drag race to see musc drag challenge competition in Cyberjaya. Along this time, all I know , drag is for those show for tranny in a night club, a drag queen. Nothing else. I was reluctant, this is totally not my thing, until my girlfriend convinced me that she will be there too since her bf's team will be competing too.



Ok, where should I start? Im just a girl with zero knowledge about this machine. In fact, I always asked the mechanic in the workshop to inflate my car's tires during my regular car services.. I also hardly wash my car and what the heck am I doing in here? I don' t have a clue..




And I don't think this is the right place for me to start learning to take the shots of speeding objects. Im suck at speed and light. I guess I really need to register myself into photog class. The heat, the speed, the noise of the beasts, not to mention hundreds of naughty attentive eyes towards those fat ass honeys, exasperate me. Im too old for this, but I tried to pull off the drag race - fans style like no other young girls would do. Pretending that.. Ima Queen of speed. Sheesh.



Starting with a still object, was so easy. Im quietly squatted down and and tried to find any possible interesting angle's.. But I cant do it too much since I sensed all eyes on me :P



I was talking about the possibility to have a pink wheel for a girly car look.. then I saw this candy colored wheels. It made me giggled because it was so cute. Then I found a cheezled color wheels, it gave me a good 'chi' to keep on walking further up under a great sunny heat, and hoping to find rainbow colored rims. Wtf.



This is my girlfriend of 16 years, after lost contact for almost 7 years, we reunite again and found out we are leading a same phase yet with different life experiences. At least she's better than me, cuz Im still single and lame. lol.




Girls in jeans. Perfect for Levi's advertisement. I was imagining that only men would come to this event. But hell no.. this is some kind of family weekend day out too. There were toddlers and and children around. So, this visit really changed my perception towards car race events. I thought it was only admired by the guys and those girls who try to find their 'street hero' with fancy cars.  


Im rocking it. It appears that.. this is more sexier than a short skirt, minus the hoochie looks.


I came with this team, MH Tuner Motorsports which is located at section 26 Shah Alam. They are well experienced in 1.8 and Turbo car service (wtf what am I blabbering about larr), and the event like this is not a strange to them at all.


MH Tuner team, few minutes before the race, category 1.8, Proton. I was asking around about why race? While they spent more than 20 or 30k to built up the engine and yet the reward is only Rm700 for the 1st place? The answer I got was - "Hobby".

I was gulping my saliva when I came to know the real hobby of these big boys. This is certainly not for the one who earn penny! With their tag "Never Underestimate" really slap me on my face when knowing these preppy looking boys driving BMW, Skyline, Evo, Fairlady and even Ferrari? Gosh. I never saw so many fancy expensive cars lined up in my entire life unlike today...except in front of Sunway Pyramid shopping complex and certain clubs in town. No wonder those young girls are madly gaga over these boys and willing to become their toys. (not all.. some of them lo)







Another reason for this race is also to boost up the reputation and image of certain workshop. If they can win the race with their engine built up in those car, they can give their magic touch to yours too. How about that?














It was a mad sunny day. The heat was a bitched. But I still show my support towards the team unlike some other girls, came but stayed inside the car with air cond on for the whole day. Really looks like a stupid brainless barbie doll (the ugly ones, imitate, china made, cheap fabrics), show nothing but craves for attention and love from their boyfriend. I hope that they can cook and clean well, at least there is still a reason for their man to keep em'. I don't think spreading legs alone would help these days.

Some girls still don't learn when to stay put or to show some fun eh. Pity them.  


I never been this sweet under an intensed heat. I think I enjoyed every moment with my friends and the rest of the team. The winning team!




Haha.. he drag too.. with his baby trolley. Lepaskan gian agaknya.


A day like this.. ice cream man made it big.


"We don't know who struck first, us or them. But we do know it was us that scorched the sky" ~ Morpheus, The Matrix.






Soldier for the winning team for 1.8 proton category. 1st & 3rd place. So they put another dime into the jukebox. Power to you!



Moved to Vtec category. They have many category that day.. even Kancil turbo category also was held. Dang.





I didn't stay until the end, because none of these cars were from the team I came with. Besides, a clueless audience like me wouldn't be so significant to this category. But my lil' brother told me this car who made it that night and let the others sniffed the dust. Ouch.


Since I didn't stay throughout the race, but I left my mobile to my lil bro to take the video of it. Enjoy!







and no, this won't make me go to watch Evolusi KL Drift 2. I rather go to beauty salon and enjoy my wax appointment.

Vroom out!

 

Friday, 26 March 2010

SuperSuperblySingle


That's right.. Every time Im looking at this sign.. my mind say something else. Not superman as for 'The Superman..' but power to those single ladies/girls out there! It is not easy being single and we chose to be single cuz it's easy. Geddit?

Being independent is one thing, able to self indulgence yourself is another thing! You only can discover how brave, independent and strong you are when you are really really single. Single doesn't mean you are not attractive so no body interested in you. I was eating alone at some cafes in section 9 Shah Alam, and there is this guy, who came later than me, so close wanna pay for my not -  so -  delicious -  grilled stuffed chicken and what - a - lousy ice lychee drinks. But I ran to the counter, as fast as I could just to save my mobile number from fall into some stranger's hand. Yes, being single in millennium is a CHOICE.

You can see the clarity of yourself when you are single, you can hear yourself precisely. You able to attain, fulfill and satisfy your needs without hurting, considering what others think. Lonely? yes, but it only hit you sometimes, not ALL the time. So what? you still got your family and friends or worst case, your pet.

There is nothing much people can say about you when you are single and independent. People can't connect you to other person for your success like "she got her rich husband.. that's why.. she got rich auntie who keep giving her expensive stuff, that's why... and the lists go on"

Ask those ladies who just got into single phase, community, club or whatever you may call it, they swear it is the biggest, heavenly break they are into and they wish to keep it that way for a long time. I was once think that I won't survive without a man's back up.. and I already proved to myself I was all wrong. I saved a lot of money, time and heartbreaks in the process, and Im so used to this and now Im having a problem to share my space..again. I am so reluctant to let go what I am having now. Yes, being single can be addictive.

Not to mention respect and favor you get from some men who really understand and see through it, this is what they think of you;

I love her cause she got her own
She don't need mine, so she leave mine alone
There ain't nothing that's more sexy
Than a girl that want but don't need me

Young independent, yea she work hard
But you can tell from the way that she walk
She don't slow down cause she ain't got time
To be complaining, shawty gon shine

She don't expect nothing from no guy
She plays agressive, but she still shy
But you never know her softer side
By lookin in her eyes
Knowin she can do for herself
Makes me wanna give her my wealth
All the while payin the bills on time
She don't look at me like Captain Save Em
Gold Diggin, no she don't do that
Now she lookin me like inspiration
She wanna be complimentin my swag
And everything she got, she work for it, good life made for it
She take pride in sayin that she paid for it

She got her own by Neyo feat Jamie Foxx / Fabolous

So, to those single ladies, enjoy your moment while you are still single, don's panic and rush into someone and hoping that he can 'save' you. In fact, men need to be saved by us mentally and sexually. So they created the myth of they can save us from loneliness, sadness and emptiness. Emptiness my ass. That's a total bullshit created by losers out there, seriously. They only want their sex supply and clean up their place. Go ask any men...can they survive without a pussy. Even gays can't survive without their partner's ass hole.

Im super fly~!

Monday, 22 March 2010

Friendz friendly touch.

I got a nausea and headache, and my taste buds  had a craving for a beef steak. Sound suspicious ey? So I went for a late dinner with my a friend of 16 years, and met another old friend which out of touch for almost 10 years! Wow. Cut story short, I found out that she owns a hair saloon somewhere with her couple of friends at Section 18 Shah Alam. What a pretty coincidence, because I was whining for almost a month to change my hair color. Being black for more than 7 years it's kinda boring u know?





Her saloon called Friendz Saloon, located opposite Giant Section 18 Shah Alam, above Mari Mari shoe shop ( man..what a name.. mari-mari..)

I was dreaming and fantasizing about being brunette :P like what Hillary Duff has.




and my dream crushed into pieces just because I did black hair coloring for past few months.. just because Im so proud being Asian and really madly crazy want to enhance the blackness of Asian hair. Bangang. (nak cover uban pun iye juga.. heh)


What an intense black kan? So.. for those who has an intention to color your hair..kindly make sure u didnt blackened your hair before that. Because it will reject any other color to penetrate your hair. So while I was drowning into sorrows...they struggling to figure out another solution for me. They recommend bleach and highlights. Oh?



As I am very comfortable to do my hair at Thomas & Guys, Snips and sometimes A'Cut above, I found that this small and ghetto saloon offers me something different once I stepped in it.. a happiness, laughter and the warmth of friendship. Not to mention their price is cheaper by half compare to those branded saloon kan.


It is very ghetto indeed. Im not sure if any of you know the movie called "The Barber Shop", that is how to describe how it feels. I thought they were nice to me because Im a dear friend of one of their partners.. but I was wrong, apparently every customer walked into this saloon, is a friend!



No swanky decoration (because I was imagining it's all pink and pink and very girly) but they did spruced up their warm and humble services with laughter and sincerity. Oh..very the Mother Theresa u..



So they started to bleach, wash, dry, bleach, wash and highlight my hair that day. I believed my hair was the most complicated one to handle in their entire operation history..because I am complicated. errmm..


See? everything must be done in pair. What a diva process. My hair is like that. When I wanted to perm it last year, it took extra 1.5 hours more than a normal process to curl my hair. Same goes to coloring. Gosh.. why everything about me is so difficult!


After so much hassle and I bet it costs few liters of armpit sweat.. this is the result ler. And oh, they also provide a grooming / make up service for function, engagement, wedding, or.. u know.. just for u to cam whore...Look how they transform an ugly duckling like me...







This..



Magic..swoosh... magic...


Pling..pling..magic dust.. magic..


OMG.. she's using M.A.C Hello Kitty Collections! Me loves it!


Almost there...



Final touch up



into this.. tadahhhhhh! Hey.. this is not bad for 20 minutes or so work! Perfect for function and camwhoring! I refused to let them to have a wedding make up on me.. cuz.. lepas tu kami pergi makan tomyam best gila dekat section section 24 okay... Malu lah.. later people thinks Ima runway bride..tak jadi kawin.. and then celebrate pelarian dengan makan tomyam dengan sahabat handai..hik hik..


Actually I loves this shot. but forgive that amateur photog who failed to get her hand steady.. heh. So, after much scolding and tormenting lesson.....so she tried again.


So, this is the godfairy mother who plays her magic and colors on me. EYNA. you can contact her at 017 304 2930 and I can confirm you the cost for u to deal with it is so dolly affordable! OMG OMG.. Im so dolly feel alike.. So apa lagi.. let's the camwhore begin!!!!




Ok. muntah darah yet? and oh, for HeartBoxx readers, you guys entitled 10% discount for any hair / make up services which is cost more than RM50.00 if you mention HeartBoxx Blogspot! :)  Call for your appointment now!!!

Tata! (camwhoring continues)

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

Batu Caves : Higher Ground.

I would never thought of climbing 272 steps for nothing if its wasn't for Nina and Harry. For what ey? It's kinda embarrass when a tourist like Harry raised his eyebrows after knowing that, I never been to Batu Caves even it's just 1.5 hours drive away from my place.

The place is like.. one of a must see in KL, Malaysia and I refused to go there just because of the smell. I don't know! People keep telling me, the place has a terrible smell and I almost had a nightmare by listening to people's story about it. Heh.

While other normal people who work like a slave, for money - 3 of us having a leisure (or was it torturing) moment to finish these steps...

I mean.. come on.. I've been sitting my butt at home for a month, and sometimes inside my car, driving around to a coffee shop, movies and hang out with friends and that's it. And suddenly it need to climb these stairs with full of monkeys! I never seen so many steps like this in my life and now I have to...climb it. Urrrghh.



I can't lie. It was a shame that I have to make a stop at every 20-25 steps. This is not a normal steps that I had in my apartment. I stay in 4th floor and I never used lift. I used stairs. But The stairs here is kinda steep and small.



Miss Nina didn't have any issue with it. But.. she had a different problem on her way down. She's afraid of heights! haha. And to Harry... I don't know, he didn't show any face expression during the mountaineering. Except his face turns slowly into cooked lobster. Well, it's sunny, 1pm sunny ok..


Mind you.. don't think of carrying foods or bottled water on your way up here.. unless you really love the idea of monkeys jumping all over you.


Okay, they made it to the top with a smile. Hey! they were laughing actually. At me. I thought, there will be no more climbing after those 272 steps. I was grasping for my Ice Lemon Tea and almost choked when I saw another steps to climb inside...*sigh*


But really, after 200 steps or so, I felt like my sight getting darker and hands numb. Then I remember I hasn't eat anything for breakkie, except fresh mango fruits and a glass of water back at home. I have to sit down til I get my sight back and guzzled down the whole can of Ice Lemon Tea. I need sugar!!!!


This monkey has been following Harry since the 1st time it saw him. Look how he interacted with a white guy..



#1 - Hello.

#2 - real classic stalker moves

#3 - Hello, it's me again.


The remaining of the rituals..






So, after we believed that Harry satisfied with the view, the monkeys and all, it's time to slide down.. (yea.. I wish I can just slide down). At this point of time, my legs were trembled. I don't know why I sounded like a grandmama.. but yes, my legs trembled terribly. Sob.


I have to admit again! Double shame! I have to make few stop on my way down too! LOL!


Since it's freaking hot at Batu Caves, we were thinking to have our lunch at somewhere cooler.. a restaurant with air condition and ice cream.. something like that. But.. ermm.. we went further up for our lunch...

Ermm.. high and cold enough or not.. I was suggesting to Nina, let's have something different, something we can't find in KL city.. I don't want KFC or Kenny Rogers. Pizza Hut is a no-no.


So we went to this restaurant called Shanghai 10. I wanna try their dimsum and chinese food.

Finally.. a picture of me. Heh.



I don't remember what it's called. Dumpling with chicken or something. What I remember is.. the taste suck. don't come here unless you are really hungry and can't cancel your order after you ate them half way.


Their sweet and sour chicken.. argghh... you can smell the sour vinegar from miles away and it dizzied me!

Yuck!

This one is a bit okay. Spinach with prawn.

Harry ordered this, a fried yam. He thinks this taste good like what he had in his hometown. Guess what?  I had to spit it out into my napkin. I can't swallow it!

Duck fillet with oyster sauce or something. I only ate the broccoli. Broccoli is good to fight the breast cancer disease. Im too afraid to touch that duck meat.. wonder how does it taste.. and it might give me a breast cancer disease with its horrible taste.

I wished that we settled with KFC at the 1st place.


Hhmmm Genting Highland isn't fun anymore for my age. I still remember when I came here 5-10 years ago, it was pretty fun. But..if u ask me is Genting Highland fun? I rather go back and sleep at my mum house (plus listen to her nag).


Look at what 21st century ghost wearing now... a Nike shoes. Eeeee... so scary.



It was kinda cold. Yea, I was with my shorts and shirt. Everybody was like walking in boots (wow) and coats. I only managed to change my slippers to sneakers cuz I have 30 pairs of shoes, sandals and sneakers in my car boots. Very convenient for unplanned trip. I am thinking to install mobile wardrobe inside too.


Harry wants his beer before we left. So we found a spot called sports bar and have our last drink in Genting Highland. That is my pussy foot. I don't know why they giving such name to a drink with a mixture of mango, pineapple, ginger and soda.




End of our touristy post. I was coffeeing with a friend yesterday at Starbucks and she asked me to join her diving at the east cost island next month. But before that I need to take a diving license for a start. Im kinda want it because her friend arrange and own the dive shop, business, whatever.

"There is no ladder?"

-No.

"I thought we can get down using the ladder slowly into the sea.. and sink?"


-Who told you that? You have to back flip / jump from the boat into a deep sea with your head 1st.

"and the oxygen tank? How heavy it is?"

-More than 15kg.. on your back.

I passed. I know I will die during the jump, before my head touches the water. Confirm. I rather snorkel with my life jacket on. Thank you.