The Writer In Me

I was reading through the second chapter of Writing Down Your Bones - "First Thoughts".

It says that we should burn through our first thoughts, to where energy is unobstructed by social politeness or the internal censor, to the place where you are writing what your mind actually sees and feels, not what it thinks it should see or feel.

It's true. Ever since i started dating Wayne, my journal has very much stayed blank. I noticed how often my first thoughts were lost in the conversations with Wayne.

Every little thing that crosses my mind, every emotion my heart first felt, i'd pick up my phone and text Wayne. And they were all forgotten when the conversation ended. So when i sit down and try to write something, i have nothing. My mind was blank.

Prior dating Wayne, I kept (still keeping) journals. Notebooks are preferred over laptops because on paper, i write better. On paper, it feels more.. personal. On paper, i can write freely and be my true self.

I always had something to write about. Every afterthoughts of movies, every debates in my head, every scenes on street i can't shake off my mind, every imaginary stories based on song lyrics, ...
Everything were penned down.

I miss that furious writer in me.

Of Blogs

I love reading blogs! 

They are like open diaries where we are invited to explore the blogger's feelings and snippets of life, going through the ups and downs with them. It's like reading novels, but LIVE! The kepo nature in me just couldn't resist. 

Admit it. We are all kepo. That's why bloggers who are open to reveal more about their private lives  and thoughts are usually more successful. Great examples are XiaXue, Cheesie, Fourfeetnine etc. 
(Unless you're very very ugly and super weird la. I guess no one is eager to know what's going on in the mind of a girl who matches socks with peep-toe pumps. Oh wait, we might.) 

But since all of them are about the same age, they are all married with kids now which sadly translates to "less blog updates". Besides baby updates, there were mostly advertorials (except for Aud i think, she's still very active in Dayre). Though i still very much enjoy their baby updates but it's not the same anymore. 

And the new batch of pretty bloggers only blog about few topics: food reviews, product reviews, OOTDs and events. Not that i don't enjoy them but not a blog that is solely full of them, sounding like adverts. It's just there's nothing too personal nor emotional. They are not as.. real anymore. 

I guess it's a trend now everyone wishes to be a blogger. It does sound like the dream job. You get paid for living beautifully (and keep snapping pictures of it).  And i guess the easiest way to find materials for blog updates is no doubt through the said topics.

"Aren't you doing the same thing?" I heard you say, pointing at my archives. Ya ah, you don't see being one of the top bloggers do you? 

Landlord vs Me

Had a big fight with the landlord the other day. 

It wasn't something i usually do but he really drove me crazy.

It goes way back.

On the first day i moved in, he came and knocked at door asking me to close my door softly. I thought maybe i did close the door with my feet a couple times when my hands were full moving in things. So i was careful not to do that again. 

Then few days later, i received a text from him: "No sound when closing door please." 

I was like, Huh? What did i do? I recalled the last door closing i made before, it wasn't a bang, i was just a click. A soft click because i didn't turn the door knob when i closed the door. Just a soft push. There was hardly any sound. I asked the bf who was in the room at that time, he said he didn't notice door closing as well. 

Despite of ridiculous hearing ability and zero tolerance (it was just a soft click) from the landlord, i just said okay and didn't bother him much. I stayed out of his way because i wasn't home most of the time, and when i do, i usually spend the whole night in my room. 

Then few weeks later, i received another series of knocks on my door. I didn't open my door because i was doing my face mask and wasn't dress decently. Then my phone beamed with new Whatsapp messages. He sent me pictures of 2 door mats: one at the main door entrance, another at my shared toilet, with the message - "Please make sure the mat always at actual place". 

Apparently the entrance mat was caught under the door and the toilet mat wasn't carefully aligned.
Big deal. 

Even with such small matter, he finds the need to knock at my door for 5 minutes to complain me. At this point, i have pretty much stopped taking his complaints seriously. 

In the past 3 months i've been staying here, the other complaints i received are:

3) Only light cooking is allowed. The kitchen was too oily after i cooked some scrambled eggs. (It's not like i fried a fish there.) He asked me to wipe and mop the kitchen after that.  

4) I defrost some pork by putting them in the fridge. So naturally there was some water vapour left in the fridge. He came to tell me to handle "你的猪水" afterwards.
(Of so many ways of saying it, he chose the worst wording -_-)

5) After i washed my dishes, i put them (1 bowl and 1 plate) on their drying rack. Later that night when i went to collect them, they were put on the table beside. But the drying rack weren't in use, they just did that to signal me it wasn't open for public use. 

And the big fight happened last weekend. 

Usually i have my clothes washed at my bf's place. But last weekend i didn't go back to his place so i washed my uniforms using the landlord's washing machine. After some time, i received a knock at my door, again. He told me the washing machine is not open for public use and he has stopped the circulation and i should go and take my clothes out.

That was when i snapped.

I stormed out to the laundry room shouted, "So i can't cook here and i can't wash my clothes here! Tell me what can i do here exactly!"

The bf calmed me down, told me it wasn't wise to get into a fight with him. Then he handwashed my clothes for me. After that, i started closing my door as usual, without giving two fucks about the landlord. Admittedly i did bang the door a little louder once or twice.

The next morning, the couple stormed out when i was sending the bf off to work.

The wife: Is there anything i can help you?


Me: Oh if you're really so capable, don't rent your rooms out, pay the mortgage all by yourself!


Me: You leh? Aren't you the one who iron all your clothes, who mop and clean the whole house?
(So dare to say oh. For months he has been staying at home unemployed, sending his wife to and back from work. So what kind of a man that makes you ah? And even after he resumed working, he has been the one who has been doing the laundry and housework, i rarely see his wife at all.)

At this point, he couldn't take it anymore and rushed into the house (like a girl? -.-)

So the wife continues: Why couldn't you just be nice since we are all staying together?

Me: Who are the ones being fussy now? If you can't tolerate petty things likes this, just don't rent your rooms out.

And with that, the conversation ended.

Friends have been advising me to "just do whatever the landlord said lo, it's their house afterall". But i refused to think this way. It's not like they are doing me a favour by letting me stay in their house. I fucking PAID for the room. I'm willing to tolerate and compromise but to a certain extent la.

If you rent out your place to strangers and expect a certain amount of money bank into your account every month on time, please be prepared to share your house (and everything in it) with other people and tolerate when their living habits aren't same as yours, not expecting people to live like a ninja in your house.

NY Steak Shack @ Midvalley Mall

Sidetracked a bit, instead of going to burger joints, we went for this new steak place at Midvalley. 

At first glance, i would have guessed it's a fast food place for steak (aka cheaper place for steak). 
Turned out i was only half right. 

The interior does give it an "fast food place" look instead of a steak house like Chili's or TGIF. 

The menu is rather short. There is a total of only... 3 pages. 

Page 1

3 options of beef
2 options of sizes (150g, RM25.90; 200g, RM32.90)
4 choices of sauces (bottom left)
6 choices of sidelines (bottom right)
6 selections of degree of doneness (right)

Page 2

4 choices of burgers

Page 3

5 choices of other dishes

My order: 150g Ribeye with black pepper sauce. 

Looks pretty big doesn't it? 

Aha! Here's the trick. Caramelized onion was hidden underneath the steak to make it appear thicker. What bothers me wasn't how small the portion was but how thin the steak was. It came well done when i ordered it to be 'medium'.

The bf's order, 'medium rare' Striploin, came well done too.

For every order of steak came with 2 sidelines. My choices were fries and mash potatoes. Fries were okay. But the mash potatoes were horrible! They were those instant mash potatoes you make with hot water and powder, not real potatoes -.-

The only thing that was barely good was their black pepper sauce. It at least made my mash potatoes edible.

In short, i am never coming back to this restaurant again.

I would rather spend 20 bucks more to get myself a nicer steak and sidelines at Chili's or TGIF's.

That One Makeup Essential

One thing that really bothered me when i just started working was i look like a kid. 

I have been looking younger than my age all my life because of my petite figure. I remember when i were in Form 5 (18 years old), a friend of my dad's asked if i were in Form 1 (13 years old).

So apparently this issue continues when i started working. A kid face just doesn't look convincing when you are giving banking advices. I try figuring out what is that one thing that would make me look more adulty. It isn't the clothes because we have uniforms. Then i figured it's the makeup!

I do not have the habit of wearing make up everyday, only occasionally during outings or dinners. My usual routine to go is toner, moisturizer and non-tinted sunblock.

Eyeliners are no-no to me simply because i take too much time drawing them! (i rather sleep for another 15 minutes more) And my skills are always inconsistent. Sometimes i nailed it, sometimes i look as if i get punched in the eye. And the horror is when eyeliners smudge! My job doesn't allow me to sit glamorously in air-conditioned office like most bankers do. So my oily eyelids are not gonna keep them in line throughout the day. 

After studying the picture of hot girls on instagram, i hereby announce the key makeup is - the eyebrows! 

Yes, eyebrows!

You eyes can be naked from eyeliners and mascara, but as long as you have eyebrows drawn, you'll look makeupy with the least effort! (i'm lazy like that)


Left: Without any makeup on. 
Right: Eyebrows and foundation. 

A Short Getaway

Work has gotten hectic for the past months. There wasn't an afternoon i can sit in office and do some proper follow ups with my customers. Despite the packed working schedule, the boss never fail to nitpicking me.  If i did well on A, he'll criticise me on B and vice versa. It's never ending, really.

Even on weekends, i find myself thinking about work, and replying messages and whatsappsfrom customers. I seriously don't mind being busy. In fact i love being busy! But all the negatives from the scumbag boss, the fussy landlord (i'll bitch about him next time) and the traffics really made me exhausted. 

The bf has also been working so hard lately 7 days a week. So we decided to go on a short break during this Deepavali holiday.

We avoided busy places like Malacca or Penang. We just wanted a slow-paced venue where we can sit back and relax, without the need of walking, queuing and food hunting. Cameron was my first choice but i figured a 4-hours drive wouldn't be relaxing for the chauffeur bf. So Port Dickson it was!

 We chilled. We slept soundly. We spent hours drinking and listening to songs in our private balcony. We chit chatted by the beach with chilly winds and sunset. We still went for good food but in a relaxed manner.

And we are ready for the hectic working lifestyle again.

KGB @ Midvalley

And The Burger Journey continues! 

This time we decided to try KGB out because in every lists of Top 5 Burger In Malaysia You Must Try, you'll see KGB. 
So with high expectation, off we went to their Midvalley Branch.

It locates just right next to Ninja Joe. 

At first sight you might be very impressed to see their place is so crowded, truth is, their counter and kitchen took almost all of the space so tables and chairs were set up outside the shop, thus giving an illusion of it being full house. 

The tables and chairs were quite small and we were practically eating right next to the walkway, the eating experience wasn't exactly pleasant. You won't find it comfortable to just sit here and chit chat over food. Basically we just waited for our orders, finished it hastily and left. Probably that's what they want us to do, so we will make space for their new customers. 

Greeted by a lansi cashier, we ordered from this board menu with the lansi cashier blocking half of it. That's one thing i hate about those 'mainstream' famous restaurants. They think they are so good that customer service no longer matter.

And apparently the cashier wasn't one of the employees as she wasn't wearing any uniform like all other staffs did. So i think maybe she's the owner? or someone related to the owner? Or at least the manager? Which makes it worse. 

If your employee's attitude wasn't good, at most it's the management's fault for hiring the wrong person and after all, we shouldn't judge a restaurant based solely on one employee, as employees do not carry too much image of the restaurant. But when the owner/manager doesn't have the right attitude, you're damn right i can judge the restaurant based on them. 

There were only 2 or 3 tables waiting for their orders when we arrived, but we waited for around 20 minutes for 2 burgers. 

Their signature printed buns. 

My order: Tornado - grilled beef, onion rings, sunny side egg, buffalowing aoili. 

His order: KGB Spiked - crust seared beef, sharp cheddar, crispy beef, bacon, KGB spicy sauce. 

The burgers dutifully tasted okay. But not mindblowing awesome as we would expect. 

Ranging from RM12.90 to RM21.90, the burgers were reasonably priced. The only thing is they do not come with fries which admittedly is essential side dish for burgers. But they can be ordered separately ranging from RM7.90 to RM16.90. 

Though it did not meet our high expectations, the burgers weren't half bad. I would like to come back and try out other burgers but definitely not this Midvalley branch. 

How My Long Weekend Was Ruined

I don't know why. 

But there are days when i just want to feel sad, and i will constantly searching for upsetting things so i can achieve those feelings.

Songs that remind me of unpleasant past, sentimental movies, old journal entries. Anything. 

After almost 2 weeks of not spending much time together with the bf, the long weekend was eagerly awaited so I can finally go all goofy and manja on him. 

I was so excited on Friday. I invented a story to tell the bf that i have a last minute event on Saturday so i couldn't make it back on Friday (actually i am). Even pushed him away when he insisted to fetch me back so i can surprise him at his doorstep and be "Ta dah! Guess who's here!" while he can be like "Dear!!!" *teary eyes (didn't happen lol)

But for no reason, Saturday started on a negative note. We were somehow less happier. He said he can sense the resentment in me, like i hated everything. 

I did. 

Room messy a bit i hate. Potatoes weren't cooked i hate. No time to sleep i hate. Slept too much i hate. Accidentally hit the bf i also hate (imma bitch, sorry dear). And mostly hated myself for hating everything and thus making myself couldn't enjoy my holiday (does that make sense?)

This went on for 3 days -____- I just couldn't help it. 

Of course, being wonderful as he always is, he just hush me and make me smile again (for a few minutes before i got angry again). 

And on Tuesday morning, i woke up feeling a little happier.
Went to the toilet to do my usual morning business and spotted some red spots on my panties...

Ah, no wonder. 

Burger Junkyard @ Kota Damansara

One fine day, the bf and i decided to EAT ALL THE BURGERS! 

Hence the "The Burger Journey" label lol. 

First stop is Burger Junkyard!

Menu is not given, so you'll have to make your order at the counter. 2 sizes of burger are available to choose from: 90g or 180g (as shown in the picture). This is perfect for girls! Sometimes i really wanted to eat burgers but changed my mind because i know i couldn't finish it. 

Of course the price for 90g burger would be cheaper than the 180g.

Wifi is available here too.

My order: Brooklyn Burger (RM15.90) - 90g, Tomato, Lettuce, Egg, Pineapple, Ham, Chicken Thigh, Cheese. 

It wasn't bad. It's just too.. normal. It's the kind of burger you can find everywhere.

Oh ya. Utensils were not given too. So you'll have to chow them down with your bare hands. Luckily the bf didn't bring me here for our first date. If not he might be scared away with my barbaric barehand eating style. 

Bf's order: Texas Hold Me' (RM19.90) - 180g, Fried Onion Rings, Bacon, Beef Patty, Cheese, BBQ Sauce. 

This is a very meaty flavour burger and the bf loves it! 

Seat for the foreveralone. Now you don't have to dine alone!

It was good. I think i picked the wrong burger. Would definitely go back and try others. 

Service & Environment:  

Price Range:
RM12.90 to RM19.90


Lunch: Noon to 3.00pm
Dinner: 6.00pm to 10.00pm

Japanese Buffet @ Komura, Corus Hotel

So i've decided to write about Komura Japanese Buffet in an entire new post. Because i'm serious about Japanese food like that.

It was an ala carte buffet, meaning the food wasn't ready made and displayed. You will be given a menu and you can make unlimited orders from it.

The interior design was amazing! It was as if we've just stepped into Kyoto! 

The one thing that i absolutely love about Komura is their private rooms! You don't have to request for one as all their customers dine in private rooms, there is no open space like most restaurant do. 

One turn-off of a restaurant to me is often the inability to commute with your partners simply because the place was too crowded and noisy. So this is perfect for dates! 

(Click to enlarge)

The menu wasn't impressive though. It contains basic stuff like: sashimi, sushi (temaki, maki), tempura, teppanyaki, noodle, desserts etc.

There was one section named "One Order Only" which includes unagi, scallop, soft shell carb etc. One person can only order once of all the 5 choices. So if there is 2 of you, you can only order 2 sets of unagi, 2 sets of scallop and so on.

In my opinion, the food choices wasn't luxurious enough. For sushi, your choices are sea cucumber, tuna, egg rolls etc only. I didn't order any of those.

We were very disappointed in the sashimi too. They were the reddish kind of sashimi, instead of the orange one. The freshness was similar to those in Sakae Sushi. 

Freshness of Sashimi can be divided into few levels for comparison purposes: 

Sushi Zanmai
Sakae Sushi
Sushi King

With the price we were paying, we were definitely expecting it to be at least Sushi Zanmai freshness.

Unagi, which was in the One Order Only list, served in a very small piece. Chopsticks for scale.

Fried Oyster. 2 pieces.

Teppanyaki Sirloin & Scallop. This was quite tasty.

Teppanyaki Salmon. Terrible! It was overcooked!

Green Tea ice cream and red bean paste. Normal lo.

Overall, what we did enjoy for the night was the privacy we had in the room, so we could spend hours talking over food. But the food was definitely not enjoyable. 

12.00pm to 2.30pm (Lunch)
6.30pm to 10.00pm (Dinner)
Phone: 03 2160 5921

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