The Urban Nomad

Thursday, 11 February 2010

CCTV for the sissy.

*Beep beep*. Ah the 1st short message service (sms) for the day. With my lazy eyes still close intact, I look out for my mobile under my blanket. "Bad karma is happening, our office was broken in, big lost. The CCTV is not working, will tell you the ridiculous story."

I wanted to continue the dream which I had while I was asleep - a good dream where Im in New York City and meet this black guy with deep sweet voice tone, and his strong arms wrapped around me.

But, ah.. wait a minute..CCTV is not working? But how come? I thought it supposed to be working all the time. My ex boss have this kind of insecurity, distrusting syndrome towards his staffs. So he decided to install few CCTVs in my ex office so that he can monitor us while he's away for his overseas trip. I don't know if you know how it feels, but 1st time dealing with, knowing that fucking CCTV recording your every move - it almost like a reality TV show kinda feel, i would say. I had to run to the toilet every time I wanna scratch my ass. Sometimes it itchy though, maybe because of the lace fabrics rubbing against my skin, so yea. It took me 1-2 months to accept and became camera shy free. So now, bring on your camera - I will shake exactly like Beyonce in her latest video clip - Video Phone. Thanks to my ex boss with his CCTV project.

An hour later, I received an update on the ridiculous story part. It turns out that it was my ex boss himself switched off the CCTV - his new girlfriend wanted to use something which requires electric (Im not sure what is it.. a laptop, mobile charger or old version or clit massager maybe), but the office short of extension plug's socket, so he chose to turn off the CCTV, took off the socket plug and let his girlfriend have it for a ~~day~~ FEW DAYS. Was it for love or plain stupid..I don't know. A person in his position should be stupid proof. No?

And yet he managed to say "if it's working, I don't think it can help much though". Errmm... Enlighten me please, I found this inside Wikipedia on CCTV - is often used for surveillance in areas that may need monitoring such as banks, casinos, airports, military installations and convenience stores. So.. really.. this device couldn't help much meh?

Don't tell me that he installed that pricey CCTV was really to spy on his staff, ONLY? Gosh.

I still remember how he punished us by gave us a warning letter for letting a dirty mug lay inside the office sink. And it resulting us RM500.00 cut off from our annual bonus. And now, he is giving himself a big ones which costs RM50,000 of company's cash money plus 3 laptops missing. I think he should stop sipping on his girlfriend's twat juice before more serious damage will take place.

Very intriguing though, since the company never had any insurance protection against theft and damage. Oh well, none of my business.

Sunday, 7 February 2010

Malacca Revisited.

Being to Malacca this time around was totally different. I've been there twice with 2 different bfs, (1st time was 7 years ago and the 2nd time was 5 years ago - and yes, they willing to drive for me for few hours, just to be with me for a whole day.. haha, love was crazy back in yesteryears..) and I couldn't imagine that Malacca has great stuff to offer. Food, culture, streets and good angle view.

and no, being to Malacca town this time didn't brought back the memories. Seeing Malacca through my Big Boi's lenses is the best memories and experience I ever had, in fact. I paused, I stood a while, looked around.. I touched the stones and walls, I enjoyed the smell and the taste of what the streets has to offer, my face and skin burning under the hot sun.. No one rushes me, I walked with my own pace and yet no one complaining... That's an ultimate freedom which no men, lovers could ever give.

We arrived exactly during lunch hour, my stomach growling when my friends keep talking about Ikan Asam Pedas and Cendol Gula Melaka. I didnt had my breakfast that morning, woke up late at 10am and rushed to Malacca from KL and tried to continue my sleep inside the car. Haaa..

So we stopped by at one of the restaurant by the Jonker Street, just because it wrote 'original Cendol Gula Melaka' and we saw a lot of customers inside. So we figured it out that this maybe one of the popular restaurant with a good food.

So, the first thing that we ordered.. was - Gulai Assam pedas Melaka, of course!

ermmm.. People said "don't judge a book by its cover" well, in this case, please do! The taste wasn't that great as we expected it to be. I love Asam pedas by Johorean more.

and the Cendol, wish they put more of gula melaka in it.

Still... for the sake of posing kan..

We have not explore the street, and yet this restaurant alone already offers traditional Chinese - Baba and Nyonya Melaka's intricate in every corner, for us to embrace.

Complete with swirling iron stairs.. which I havent seen for ..few decades..and they still have it in here.

Every corner, is uniquely displayed.

Red and gold are the only colors. It is like, Gong Xi Fa Cai all year round in here.

The hall of the restaurant has an open roof, complemented by all the Feng Sui features - wood, flowing water and fire from the kitchen stoves.

Walked further in, there is an altar complete with a costume for a rent (Myr 5.00) , in case if you wanna make fun out of yourself, like what I did back in my Da Lat, Vietnam tour last month. Well, no more this time. lol

The upper floor of the restaurant is open for public viewing. Once stepped in, felt like I was in another place.

It was furnished with carves and dragons details. We can skip the visit to the museum at least.

and you can't pose like this if you were in the museum.

Boleh buat cover album Raya Cina with this.

I was looking for Mr. Wong Fei Hong..

Okay, this picture will end the post about the little ~~museum~~ err restaurant.

So we started to explore the Jonker streets, and the sun burning my skin resulting sticky armpits. Oh well, I don't care, I came here not to date anybody.

The portraits of faded paints, cracked wall and old window panes never appeared so beautiful to me before.

There are many antique shops along the streets, I don't bother to ask for the price of some items.. becuz in my pocket only enough for another bowl of Cendol. Yeah, the quest of original cendol gula Melaka still continues.

What a vicious creature..until being strapped down like this.

Some stalls with local delicacies

and oh.. I smelt a real good smell.. and I followed it and it brought me to this place.

It's hot, fresh from the oven. Can't help myself from not to take a bite of it. Close up of goodness. Don't pay attention to my ugly non buffered nails.

and the goodness never stopped, it followed me home =)

Yeah, finally our pursuit the taste buds of happiness came to an end! Look at the peoples queuing for the same reason.

We worked as a team, 2 of us do the queue, frank went finds his beer and me went in to find a table. Fuhh. teamwork done beautifully.

I managed to get a comfortable spot for 4 of us.

Classic. and here comes he real thing. This one with durian paste y'all!!

and this one is original, Gula Melaka style. Thick , pure coconut milk with generous amount of gula Melaka. Syiok!!! It was too bad we were still full from previous restaurant. So we missed the other good foods in here. ah.

Im hungry. Imma find something in my kitchen now. This beautiful red building will end the post this time. Continue with you know what it is after this...aiyaaa.. all those historical ruins and forts ler. Boring lah.

Thursday, 4 February 2010

Nothing But Ordinary Pt.3

Look what I found at the mall car park.. It made me stopped and my hands sooo itchy, almost wanna pluck out one of those small, cute figurines from that car. I wonder who's the owner, what is her/his hobby besides this. Somehow it looks wrong, if it is sticking all over pink Kancil or Myvi or Kenari, I surely knew the owner must be a cute teenager or student. But Pajero? Hmmm.. the owner must be with a very interesting personality and interest. 1001 question running through my mind... how long it takes for him to collect this? Does he/she have troubles when bring the car back to home town where small nieces, nephews, cousins, second cousins around? How is she/he going to wash the car? How.. how .. how... eh, why Im so kaypoh...

Sorry, this was taken by my nokia E63, which its camera only 2.0mp :p

Look at the bottom... my hands sooooo itchyyyyy!!!

Wait a minute... don't tell me he/she collect these from McDonalds happy meals!! I recognize some of the toys!! Cuz Imma Happy meals fan!!!

It is form Happy meals!!! Look at Ronald and friends hanging by the window!! Oh my.. was he/she eating Happy meals for the rest of his/her life? Cuz me only once a week!!!

Hey, to the owner of this pajero - I salute you! You have the cheekiest 4WD ever in Malaysia! =)

I declared this 4WD as a "Ripley Believe it or Not" item. Haaa..

I'm so bored. So last night I just drove around ICity Shah Alam area, just to check out the progress of the 'tree plantation'. Yep, I can see how fast they planting the trees, as fast as the ones being cut and destroyed too.

Electrifying huh? I believed those real trees around it murmuring .. "WTF..." (what the fake..)

Pandora's Tree of Souls. You can try to take a strand of it, and stick it into your butt - you on your way to have your conversation with Eywa.. oh my.. Im so funny (ppfftt)

I love this.. cuz it's pink.

I saw there were many others came around with their fancy dslr too.. with tripod some more... compare to the 1st time I came before Christmas. So, everybody were like trying to get their best angle and hopefully to get a noble prize with it or.. istockPhoto will buy it.

So, since everybody were like taking their best shot, so I gave up lah cuz I knew mine is nothing compared to them. In the end, I just playing around with my Big Boi, create a halo swirl - for fun.

Blend it babay.. yeah.

Opps.. sorry if I make you feel dizzy with it.

Im so bored. I've checked Billboard 100 - seems like I knew and listened to all the songs. Im looking for a good song with a good lyrics. Been listening to Ryan Leslie for past 2 weeks and I think I memorize the beats by heart already. What else? Maxwell... too mushy..Lady Gaga.. I swear I hate her very much, before. Until recently.. oh my.. now I know why she's so hot and Im all gaga over Lady Gaga!

She's like, mad crazy Bjork + Madonna + Kylie Minouge + Grace Jones + Marilyn Manson + all! I keep watching her live performance from one to another and my jaw refused to close. She isnt only has a nice round ass, but she got the haute couture, addictive beat, psychotic drama, psychotic live performance and psychotic lyrical. Her single live performance during MTV awards can bring down the whole Britney's Circus Tour wey.

She is mad, and she's in ARMADILLO SHOES!