Lord Mayor's Reception

:: I didnt know where the hell Town Hall is located until this i was invited to this particular formal function for international students.


This is Town Hall,Sydney.

The function began aT 5.30PM but i saw a huge crowd stucking in front of the main entrance. It was about 1000 guests were to attend the Lord Mayor's welcome.




The interior is not as grand as what it should be but it is kinda authentic. In fact it is kinda oldish and honestly it needs further renovation to enhance the royality of the building.

Met my long lost secondary mate here. Surprised! i think the organiser or the western-style food serving is so lousy. Instead of displaying all of the food on the table, the waiters and waitress served them one plate by one plate and kept going in and out of the kitchen. what happen to the guests was we were fighting for the food hostily once we saw the waiter walked out from the kitchen carrying a plate of food.

I luv my dress very much. Especially the bubble dress design with a cute ribbon in front.

I love orange juice simply because i cant drink at all.

the black and white checked floor had brought me to the ancient ages.

Finally i managed to find the way up to the back stage after busy looking and investigating around.

this is my favorite pic of the day.

nice corridor

self timer is always the best





me and my photographer

the lights behind is cute

Anna's Beach - Sand Boarding

:: Sahara is the biggest desert in the world. Cactus is the perfect juicy cute thingy grown in the desert, a savior to those thirsty people. Have you seen a desert without a cactus? I used to dream sucking off the juice in the cactus, relishing and refreshing.


The bundle of sand is awesomely huge as is enough to form sand mountains. We almost dropped our jaws when we arrived.





Desert !!!!

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REady to go for sand boarding

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We needed to board onto the four-wheel -drive truck.

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After 5 minutes ride, we arrived the top of the sand mountain

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The slope is very steep, approximately 70 degree. Creepy enough. Am i really gonna slide down ??

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I felt like I was in a desert. The weather was cooling, not hot at all fortunately. The wind was strong enough to blow me up, messed up my hair to reveal the ugly side of mine.

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Look at the girl behind me ! You have to climb like siao up to the original place once you boarded down. I surrendered with only two attempts. It was like sand boarding equals to one week exercise. No kidding.

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With our friendly coach

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May Vin joined us !

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Rea is so cute

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Tired

I'm thirsty, gimme water, oh water !!!!!! Cactus ! where are you ?!

Tired of climbing up. I swallowed up a mouth full of sand because I screamed very loudly. *Shy*

The sand is so smooth and is ideal for body scrub

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Oasis within the desert.

Proceeded to the beach to get some water after one hour being in the desert.

Cutie pie

:: Not all dogs are cute. This is the exceptional one.




I love cute dogs. How to define cute? Dogs that look like teddy bear, furry, chubby, round are considered as the most acceptable cutie pie in my own dictionary. I love Nikki. Nikki is a mixed breed that definitely will melt your heart. He is the combination of the huge brownish teddy bear Chowchow and the white terrier. So he has a nice light golden colour with a terrier face, but obviously he is larger than a terrier, but smaller than a chowchow. Just like a big terrier. He is cute and loves to live indoor. Huggable and kissable. And camwhorable too.

Nikki is not my dog, actually. He is May Yan's baby. I am just borrowing him to take pictures.




I love nikki !!! Mwah mwah !!!

The Art of Pretending

:: Sometimes I doubt who I really am?

Familiar. He looks extremely familiar to me. Of course I know is him. My mind turned blank immediately in a second. Surprised, shocked, puzzled. My body was obviously out of coordination. My reaction significantly slowed down and I didnt know how to react or should I react. I never ever dream of I'll bumped into him at that place at the time. Unbelievable. Dumb enough, I just smiled at him dumbly, a very fake dumb smile. To my surprised, he did not recognise me at all even though we were approaching each other, he looked so cute innocent and then just walked away and disappeared in my view in a minute, with two of his female colleagues.

I should have shouted at him. Sigh. I didnt. Why? I dunno. It happened too fast as the speed of the appearance of the shooting star.

There were some days that were really bored. While I was wandering around Myers and Centre Point in a lazy evening, I felt a sense of loneliness even though xmas is around the corner. The place was so crowded because everyone was rushing to do their last minute Xmas shopping, except me. A huge variety of xmas gifts are available for sale such as perfume gift pack, lingeries gift pack, cosmetics, bathroom products are packed nicely in a little box and wrapped neatly with gorgeous shinny wrappers, completed with a cute ribbon on it. That was really cruel. Window shop is the cruelest thing to do. Everything is just extremely expensive.

Something had caught my eyes. I fancy that gorgeous party dress, pink in colour, with white lace embroidery on the edge of the skirt, loli style- corset top with lacy ribbons, OMG the price is $199 !!! Ok, I told myself, quick, get away from this place, go study or just crawl home. YOu have no more money !

I gave a call to him once i reached home. Indeed he said he never see me, at all. Perhaps he lost concentration as he confessed. Prolly he was surrounded by two females on each side and it is understandable that he wont notice me when he stucked in the middle of the two ladies. Confused. I remembered he gave me a glance, a single glance, why ? I doubt if I looked so ugly without make up? I doubt how come I look so different in my ugly specs, or perhaps in the pink heels boots, the 3/4 lenght pink pants,the half see-through MNG green long sleeve top .....

In fact, some of my friends couldnt recognise me when I tie up my hair. They said I was totally like 2 different person.......

So, should i take of my mask ?

Merry Christmas 2006

:: Christmas is around the corner. No turkey, no Christmas cookies and no brownies for me this year. I miss my luxury Christmas buffets in Shangrila KL.

Christmas will be here without knowing it, and would be ended in the same manner. Christmas carols used to be compatible with me however as time goes by they became kinda sort of repetitive, dull, annoying me badly because it ruins out of my nerves and no longer compatible anymore. As what I finally produced from my professional Chirstmas Decoration Inspection in Sydney, Queen Victoria Building made my day and won my heart.

QVB is an old artistic ancient building ages ago and is now a high class shopping centre with a grand Christmas deco.

The stylish and royalish deco is a counterpart to symbolise the status of QVB itself. Upon seeing this majestic sight, I felt the timeline has drifted back to 100 years ago, while I am the queen of the building :) The golden theme is really royalish, ideally a best compliment with the original ancient-style interior.

Seriously, I feel like I am damn rich when I walked around QVB. Everything is just so luxury that I would ever dream for. Certainly I wish I could dressed up in full Christmas costume, like a Santarina giving away xmas gifts.

Anyway, I was still wearing something related to the Santa's colour. Dressed up in my favourite colour REd and White, instead of REd and Green. I am not ready to match with the Christmas tree yet :P.

My only hundred and one white Esprit top, and my brand new goli style pink shoes brought from KL finally has a chance toshow-off themselves.

Grand piano. This is not really grand because it is the smallest one i ever seen.

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I like to take picture with the grand piano. Now,tell me that I look rich, at least for once in a life time.

Super tall Christmas Tree behind me.

stars surrounding me on the bottom part of the huge xmas tree.

I really love this

Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year !

Returning to KL

:: I really need someone to accompany me to the airport. Accompany me so that I would feel being accompanied, or help me to carry my lap top, cuddle me and kiss me goodbye, whatever. During the two hours phone conversation, mentioned something intensively touched my heart. What if I never ever return to Sydney again? Would I get a bf in KL instantly in one month time? Silly. You silly head.

Lying on the bed continously curling my hair around my finger for a very long time, I finally got my real answer. No more hedging, no more excuses, no more half-true answers or not-true-at-all answers. This is what I should say without sounding vague, or following up with a dumb ‘i dont know’, or sounding brutally ruthless. ruthlessly brutal. unkind. uncertain.

Unfortunately this place does not belonged to me. No matter how luxury , how prosperous, how gorgeous, how classy , how elaborate, it is still not my place.

Like moving to Sydney, I dont know what was going on before. Other people might have stronger connection than me. There are other people fingerprints on the wall, the bed has the smell of sex. And I dunno why the swimming pools have the stains of blood.

I am just a coconut's country type of village girl. Wearing a pink hibiscus in my hair. Hopping around chasing the pussy cats that are making love on the street. Born in a little tropical island that is rich with coconuts' smell, famous with its black paper and curry spices, multiculture and multilingualistic.

A simple reason would turn the whole thing round. There is a unique reason keeping me to stay in Sydney. Not luxuries. I hope I had made the accurate judgement based on my intensity. Is it ridiculous to rely soley on intensity? Well we will never know what will happen tomorrow.

My MAS flight already confirmed at 2nd of January, 10.50pm, arriving at 3.50am the next day.

Right after the New Year 2007 countdown celebration in Circular Quay, which is known as the best place on earth for fireworks viewing, I would head back to KL immediately.











Pretty headache to deal with all my junk stuffs. Two overweighted luagages. An Acer laptop. Freaking heavy for me. Carry them like a humpy-dumpy, hopefully wont have a great fall and crush it.





I wonder what is the first thing I should do when i arrive KLIA. Camwhore ? May be. No! Would buy a cab ticket first.

I wonder what is the first thing I wanna eat. Hm.. roti canai? nasi lemak? Wan Tan Mee ? McD ? or Nandos?

I wanna meet my long-lost friends May YAn, Azlina, Yan Pei and Pui Yee.

I wanna give a call to someone in Sydney that I'll definitely miss very much.

Dont worry. Aussie would be my future home after one year.




I will be back again. To see you, to meet you, to cuddle you, to kiss you !

Bondi Junction

:: Westfield is proudly owned by aussie even the shopping centres in KL are managed by Westfield. Desperately Westfield is not an excellent shopping spot due to the fac that all the goods are so dull and nothing extraordinary. I couldnt find anything interesting at all as in Taiwan or KL.

Before steeping in Westfield, we hung out around the flea market, or whatever market nearby. Nothing much for sale there, this is just a little market. But I was attracted by the white canopies used by them. It looks grand and elegant.

Sunny day

This is Westfield. The Christmas deco is not really satisfying but they emphasize on simplicity because is kinda special and plain. The main colour they used is white, instead of the traditional colours which are green and red.

The cones are transparent with something like lighting tiny xmas tree inside it. Similar with the magic ball used by the wicked old witch.

The hanging stuffs like silver shinny deers, balls, and stars freely fying across the ceiling

I love this big cone thingy with ballies sticking on it ensembles the snow balls falling onto the xmas tree

REd nose rain deers







Its snowing !!!



My attire did matched the deco dont you think so?

Too bored to be there. We went home by catching a train.