Hello

***sung to the tune of Hello by Lionel Ritchie***

I've been a virgin til I was 29

But in my dreams, I lost it quick, a thousand times

I sometimes wish I was more of a whore..

Hello, it's a lay I'm looking for

Can't you see it in my eyes,

In my own perverted smile

Some sex is all I wanted

and my legs are opened wide

Tell me how to be a tart

Cause I really wanna screw

But let me start by saying...

I'll fuck you

what the?

What's the deal with the plastic packaging for McDonald's Big Mac these days?

Didn't they ban it in the beginning because it was a threat to the environment? Or will they become artificial floating reefs this time round when they dump it into the ocean?

~tsk tsk tsk~

Do you miss him?

Amidst the going outs and energy-draining workloads which is the Hari-raya Rumble and the Christmas Tumble. Underneath pounds of christmas cookies, heaped bowlfuls of royal icing to make the gingerbread houses glisten like a winter wonderland. Between the hurried washing of week-old laundry and washing of day old flatware and the constant urgings to go out and shop for new things for myself. Do I miss him?


I haven't got the time.



No




I don't think so..




Time away indeed.




Loneliness is a state of mind. And a state that one delves in when one's physical being isn't drained and/or in constant excitement. Neither really applies to one. Which brings me to question... can I do without? Should I do without? Could I do without?



Love is really fickle..emotions are trickier than tempering chocolate on a humid day... You check on it, you stir it up, you hope that the molecules crystalises to a stable form then it'll all be glossy, strong and well.... tempered well.



I have no time, I have less emotions these days.



I just wanna be with me.



I haven't been in a long time.

Christmas Wishlist

I wish for...

Peace and Happiness on earth without the restlessness of boredom creeping into stable and happy relationships.

Wealth and prosperity for those on the verge without people selling their souls to the company stores to get it

Love and devotion for lovers without it descending into squabbles about the other being insensitive or oversensitive.

OK now that's all said (and hope Thy will be done)

Here's my wanton i-don't-care-if-i-sound-a-tad-materialistic list:

a) Lots and lots of money! Liza couldn't have gotten it right-er when she sang Money makes the world go around!

2) A spending spreeeeeeeeyeehaaaa... ~laughs~ If gutsy girl can lose her gut at marie france or something or another then I want it too. And get fantastic clothes in the process.

iii) a really really nice tattoo

d) some real tiffany's bling.

5) a laptop with the latest fixtures so I can finally put all the pictures in my camera into it and at the same time go online wherever i go ~sighs~

vi) A new handphone. ~sighs~ one with coloured screens and stereophonic sounds...~sighs~

That's it for now. ~chuckles~

Have a Merry Christmas! Jingle those bells, deck those halls!

This is an order!

~grins~

I love Christmas!

Christmas... Pretty lights on the trees!

Its that time of year again, I can feel it!

The stores are already stocking their shelves and floors with Christmas trees,

overpriced but beautifully adorned.

Christmas CD's are making their appearance

Christmas songs are making their way into my repertoire of Songs-I-Sing-When-I'm-On-My-Own

I'm already thinking of Christmas presents to give to the kiddies, big and small included

Christmas puts me in a lot of moods and here are some of them..

Christmas always gets me in a giving mood...

~grins~ I can't help but blow my budget at Christmas. This year maybe I'll give everyone Christmas cards and then put all their names in one hat and pull out three and give only three great presents this year. I'm always giving half baked lousy boring presents ~laughs~ maybe this year I can give presents that are really worth something. Not like bath towels or a Cinderella Video or God fobid Pillows!

Christmas always puts me in a singing mood...

When I was in high school. I always joined the Christmas Carollers, dividing my time between them and the St Simon Chapel's Choir singers. I loved singing in harmony and Christmas songs are just made that way. When sung in harmony it sends chills up my spine in a good way.

Christmas CDs to help with the season :

Jim Reeves Christmas (old favourite of the family)

Mariah Carey Merry Christmas (personal favourite)

New Kids on the Block Christmas Album (throwback from my childhood in the 90s)

Christmas always puts me in a sentimental mood...

Mariah Carey's Christmas Album tops the charts every year for me. Mariah is surely on fi-ah! (fire) *L* when she sings All I want for Christmas is you.

Christmas Memory : Me in Malaysia and my significant other is in Australia. Mariah really hit the nail on the head when she sang "I miss you, most at Christmas time, and I can get you...no no no no! Get you of my mind" I cired, then smiled of the times we were together, the early christmas we had. ~sighs~

Christmas Memory 2: Us kids having our own Christmas when our parents went to Bethlehem to have theirs. Then on the 27th, they came home and our family had Christmas dinner together. That was the best year. Two Christmasses in a year! Plus I had my first SEED outfit, beige pants with matching vest and a 100% white linen shirt.

Christmas always puts me into a drinking binge...

Oh goodness gracious. Being Kadazan just makes it an excuse to drink whenever there's cause and what bigger cause than to Celebrate Christmas? It'll be drinks at home (beer bought by dubious means, wrapped in black plastic bags and delivered to our doorstep) and then drinks with friends (at house parties), drinks at relatives houses, drinks at the clubs.. and it carries on til New Years eve!

Christmas always makes me appreciate my friends and family

Because they're there for moi when it matters most, physically, emotionally, financially and spiritually. I don't even care if they don't celebrate Christmas, I'll wish them the best when it's the time.

Tis the season to be jolly.

So, don you now your GAY apparel!

and have a falalalala la la la la time this year!

Let go, don't be scared.

Dreams kept bringing you back to me

Like the forgotten words to a song

They keep haunting me

But now I know to dream in reality

Now even in my waking hours

you're just a dream to me.

I reckon that letting go is liberating. Even when you grip onto a bunch of beautiful roses so hard, the thorns make you bleed. Letting go releases all the pent up feelings in you. Letting go frees your hands and mind to hold and behold a host of other pleasures that had you transfixed before this. Holding on is one thing but hanging for dear life when the lifeline (or loveline) is as fragile as the camels' back just before the last straw hit it is, well, just a waste of resources, energy and time.

So now I don't hang on. I don't weep for lost sundays alone, I don't think of being alone as being lonely. It's empowering.

~chuckles~

I used to be scared of letting go, maybe scared that if I did, no one would be there to catch me. No safety net, no one to rely on, no one to put a band-aid on my wounds and kiss my boo-boos away. We forget that we could rely on ourselves. You, me... we, in ourselves are a great source of comfort for our own selves. So let go... young hearts, run free!

"Sometimes you wake up,

Sometimes the fall kills you.

And sometimes,

when you fall,

you fly."

- Todd Faber

Fables & Reflections,

"Fear of Falling"

The Sandman Series

Neil Gaiman

~~~~~duhhhhhhh!~~~~~~~

Scene 1

guest : what flavour ice cream do you have?

me: Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, green tea and saffron

guest: You don't have yam?

me : No ma'am we don't. Sorry about that. Would you like to try something else?

guest : What about sweet corn?

me : No ma'am, it's only chocolate, vanilla, srawberry, green tea and saffron

guest : Haaaiyah.... what about durian? don't have also ah? what kind of 5 star hotel is this... etc etc..

**you can lead a horse to water but you can't force him to eat ice-cream**


Scene 2


me (in my chef uniform) : Good evening sir, how may I help you?

guest : I want some coffee..(foot tapping impatiently)

me : You may order coffee from the wait-staff sir. They'll be happy to send it to you at your table.

guest : You mean you're not a waiter ah?

me : No sir, I am part of the kitchen crew (indicating my uniform)

guest : ohhhh like that ah? You have durian ice cream ah?


****

I guess when it comes to guests, even at a 5-star hotel, class isn't a pre-requisite. There are the genuinely nice guests who come up to us and say hello. But they're one in a million. There are some.... ~grunts~ like

a) The dessert destroyer. He comes and mangles all the beautifully garnished petit desserts like a heat seeking missle bound for hell. *smash smash smash* and the cheesecake lies in rubbles as if Iraqi planes had dropped bombs on known American sites.

b) The hound. Sniffs at every dessert and picks it up and scans it with laser accuracy before putting it down again and picking up a brand new untouched one leaving her thumbprints as well as her unhygenic germs on the once immaculate dessert platter.

c) The I'm-on-a-diet. Asks about the desserts that are low fat, low sugar low carb low everything. I restain from pointing out the banana leaves used to underline the malaysian kueh and saying sweetly, "That would suit you fine Miss" Oh ans she also cuts the slices of cake in half (although they are already quite small) because they don't want to eat it all and don't want to waste it.

d) The Chcolate fountain fiend. He comes, he skewers and he messess up the whole fountain dropping blots of melted chocolate everywhere that is clean and on the floor. He double dips his wafer fans! UGH who wants to eat your saliva buddy?

e) The Late Bloomer. They rack up to the dessert line 2 minutes before closing time and ask, are YOU closing ALREADY? **cue the daggers from the eyes** Then proceeds to ask favours like, I want everything that's chocolate or I want fresh crepes and two chocolate mint souffles plus seven ice kacang with assorted ice creams.

f) The Takeaway Towkay. Although they are so well off they still resort to asking for takeaway from the buffet line.I shake my head in disbelief ALL the time when they request for takeaway. Or worse, they wait til you're clearing the desserts and ask for it because "You're gonna throw it away anyway right?"


Okay I've had my rant for today.... talk about kitchen confidentials ~laughs~

Au revoir my lovelies!