[diplomacy] Well, you know, it has to be the best thing ever happened in my life. Whether or not i win the title is not important to me, what matters most is that, you know, i’ve made a lot of new friends through the competition and they are the best true souls i could have ever met. They are really nice, like, you know, we get along well just like sisters. Bitching? What bitching. I will forever cherish the precious friendship we have nurtured throughout the two months. What? The car? Oh, i was never in it for the money. It’s all about the… you know, like the whole experiences and exposure kinda thing. I’ve learnt a great deal through this competition. Like, life in general, the A-Z about modelling. It has been really educational, we learnt how to watch our diet, like, can you believe that Spicy Chicken McDeluxe actually has more than 600 calories? and… a revelation on how much RM10 can buy in a meal, it made me get in touch spiritually with the hungry children in Africa. Of course there are difficult times, to illustrate, when we ran out of dish washing liquid, oh, the kitchen crisis! As well as the time we discovered 5 egg yolks in the dustbin, man, THE CHILDREN IN AFRICA, PEOPLE! So yea, in summary, i would say that this competition has, you know, enriched my life in so many ways. Oh yea, of course and most definitely i will hang out with all the girls after the show. Mwah and love ya all sistas! [/diplomacy]

Okay.

It’s always interesting to see how things turn out when you put a bunch of girls together in the same house. In which case it is a dozen of complicated beings living under the same roof–twenty four seven.

Endless bitching, true enough, but it was never one person’s fault and i will blame it on the conflicting personalities of each individual. The fact is, everybody talked about everybody (in a non favorable way mostly), especially towards the end of the show. And it is really funny to see how some of them who talked the most (no it’s not Cindy, ha, surprise of the century!), are more often than not the ones who claimed to be so holier-than-thou in condemning what i wrote, hence starting a Boycott-Ringo-Campaign at the beginning because Ringo should not have questioned the judges’ divine decision. And look exactly what they were doing. A fermented beancurd calling the cheese stinky. I feel so sorry for the judges to have favored the wrongest girl.

The videos are heavily edited, judge the girls all you want if it makes you happy. Truth is, some are greatly misunderstood and some clearly are not as innocent as portrayed over your computer screen. The way people shallowly put a certain girl up the pedestal pisses me off to the last molecule of my marrow. The camera wasn’t there 24hours. What you see is either some compulsory boring footage to please the sponsors or interviews which are cut paste cut paste to a whole new definition. You haven’t spent a single minute with them yet you are talking so much. Judge only when you have spent twentyfourseven, for a grand total of 54 days in the same house with the same girls, having been accustomed to from their eating habit to sleeping habit. Then i think you are entitled to a piece of opinion.

And about Cindy’s winning. Give her a break already. And what’s with the on and on and on about her father? She just happened to have a very focused father (possibly very wealthy and positively supportive too) who channeled all his love into typing sms’es to make his daughter happy. What is wrong with that? If some of them had spent less money on printing T-shirts and banners for the finale maybe they stand a higher chance to win the show as well. Ever thought of that? Cheesh. If i had a dad like Cindy’s, i’ll be freaking happy lo.

I don’t understand why some people (including some so-called really professional people) made comments about the result being very unfair. What is so unfair about it? If anything, from the wrongest outfit to the wrongest choice of professionals, to the wrongest exploitation to endless manipulation and annoying favoritism—is unfair. Why haven’t i heard anything about it? MDG made the wrongest choice of people to piss off, in which case was Cindy’s dad, which eventually contributed to her winning. To put it simply, it’s a bloody family competition. See which family is willing to risk and fork out more. Nothing unfair about the winning. If you check the weekly top voter list la, you will see the top winners with the surname Teh, Lee and a Malay name. Hello isn’t that obvious enough?!?!? I was secretly happy that it was Cindy who won the show, actually. Because if she did not, whatever she says thereafter will just be dismissed as another sour grape remark. At least she’s now THE Malaysian Dreamgirl and nothing else matters anymore.

If there is one thing i learnt, it is that being meek, polite and uncomplaining gets you no where in such a competition. Discarding the voting system factor, the best thing i could have done is to bully my way to the top.

Comments are moderated for this post. If you think i won’t like what you write, then don’t bother wasting energy. Go sabotage some other people’s blog. Thank you very much.

P/S: This post is written somewhere back in early May. See hor, a lot of things doesn’t really matter to me now that i re-read it. But i just feel like posting it la. Good things don’t go to waste. Oh yes baby, comment still shamelessly moderated. 🙂

After a very long chat with Cindy, i’m reconsidering publishing an entry i wrote 2 months ago, which i didn’t, because number one, my anger subsided parallel with my hesitation over time and number two, i’ve gotten myself into some unnecessary trouble publishing allegedly insensitive stuff, which i have taken down immediately and too bad you didn’t get to see it and number three, i was too unwilling to give free publicity to this certain someone.

I shall think i shall think i shall think. Convince me convince me convince me.

Change of topic.

Hoi faster send in your Heineken & Chelsea entry already! I scolded Huai Bin for spoiling the market because his contest is too easy. But guess what! He’s only giving out one ticket each but over here you get three! (The second one gets two la).

Nah i tell you hor. This is supposed to be hush hush so don’t tell anyone.

Nobody has submitted any entry yet so if you do it now there is a high chance you get to win the contest lo wtf or else really nobody join or i just give to any tom dick and harry

Heineken beer is really good.

Let me tell you a story about this Korean girl called Bim Bo. She is a pretty vain girl. Pretty is an adverb here. Not adjective.

She is going to demonstrate how she can lose 8kg as instantly as within 15 minutes.

Very excited leh. Hehehe.

Ok, let’s see. She weighs 47.7kg at five feet four.

On a non PMS day.

Mind you, she is actually a very very skinny girl. But you see, an urban IT girl on the street is normally a lot heavier than her actual weight. Don’t get it?

Let’s delve into the details.

After taking off her 5 inches stilettos, she weighs at 46.9kg.

And this is how much she weighs after taking off her expensive crocodile skin handbag.

Bim then proceeds to remove her make up. And manicure. And pedicure.

And then she removes her bra padding. Thrice.

Before stripping naked.

Now see, 7kg gone up to now. Wait. This is not her minimum weight still. Bim has a way to further reduce the scale reading.

She goes to the toilet and pees.

Tadaa!

The reading starts with the number 3! THREE! Tiga! San! San!

Never underestimate the weight of water.

Oh oh. Before the night ends, she needs a rest so she unscrews the panel on the side of her head and scoops out her pretty little pink color brain.

This is how much she weighs at the end of the day. For real.

Or, you can try a less drastic approach, and lose maybe 2KG a week or something by eating Kenko Diet Plum. It’s priced at RM139 per box, free delivery. Pleasecheeseme@gmail.com if interested for your ultimate guide to Slimville.

After one year I still don’t understand how people choose a football team to support.

To further understand this mystery I’ve decided to find out myself. And I got 10 different answers.

1.

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4.

5.

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7.

8.

9.

10.

Oh oh. Got one more. I haven’t interviewed myself yet.

So.

11.

And you know what? Courtesy of Heineken, Cheeserland is giving out 5 (five. lima. go. wu. hmm) tickets to the coming Chelsea football match live in KL on the 29th of July. The tickets are worth RM100 each and this might be a lifetime opportunity for you to watch Chelsea play LIVE!

All you need to do is write an entry of you having the wildest football fantasy while drinking Heineken, then send your blog link to me. You can have as many pictures as you like (time to beat me with your Photoshop skill!). The wackiest the better! (Those who don’t have a blog, just email me your entry).

The craziest picture wins 3 tickets and the second best wins 2 tickets. Of course you also get free pimp by Cheeserland! 😀

On the exciting day, there will be a huge hospitality tent that can accommodate over 600 people, where only exclusive and invited people can attend. You all are Very VIP ok! The hospitality area includes drinks, light finger food, good music and
good company (ie. Cheesie).

What’s more is the opportunity to win some autographed merchandise. Who knows if you’re lucky you might be able to catch a stinky sweaty sock of your favorite player thrown from afar as souvenir. Damn. I’m so excited for you guys already. 🙂

Pleasecheeseme@gmail.com by 20th of July 2008.

Must support Chelsea ok. I’ll be there for the match myself! Let’s go watch footie together!

In fact, never expect to have any decent conversation with a person who just came back from any government department.

I think Malaysia should cease to exist from the globe. Of course, after i’ve run to a very wonderful country say like, Timbuktu.

Any comment that will further amplify the badness of my day will be mercilessly deleted. Thank you very much.

Season Rice and Shine!

It’s paddy field trekking day!

Super beautiful afternoon (but very hot la).

A Cheesie pose.

Mock-a-Cheesie-pose.

Bebek… bebek!

A huge swimming pool that floats above treetops and rivers. If i’m not mistaken that’s Four Season Sayan.

Half way through trekking, Keju suddenly looked very… constipated. I thought he was trying to mock the Balinese dancers.

No la. On second thought I think he looked very… puzzled.

So i walked up to him la and realized he was trying to locate our destination with his Lonely Planet.

More people came to Keju’s rescue… uhm.. obviously it wasn’t helping.

But just look at Keju’s expression! It remained liddat for five cheesing minutes i thought he’s turned into an ice statue.

Finally he defrosted.

“Finally! Mystery solved. Headache!”

Pseudo waterfall.

A very bizarre insect we spotted.

Venturing into a…uhm. Secret place.

But tak jadi because Icy discovered a swarm of bees. I didn’t want to become a holey cheese.

Monkey Forest

Mock-a-Cheesie-pose 2.

A baby-eating statue. I hope it eats up all the whiney little infants and gives the world some peace.

A banana-eating monkey. I hope it eats up all the bananas in the world so the male species will have one less obsession.

A mandarin-eating baby monkey. I hope the baby-eating statue eats it up too. No la. It’s cuter than a whiney baby really.

A milk-sucking baby monkey. I hope it doesn’t eat his mommy’s titties up.

A pants-biting monkey. I hope Chriso gave him a good kick.

Dusk!

On our way to Lovina and witnessed a beautiful sunset.

Dinner at Lovina.

Oooh my oh my. Lovina is a dolphin heaven. Updates soon!

Next up: Season Dolphins!

Pun of the day:
For dinner, we ate duck that comes with a hefty bill!

@ Jaya 1.

When KY said let’s eat duck, i rejected because i was convinced that eating duck will give you piles. Eeew. Then he managed to convince me to go because, well… KY is always quite as smooth as some jelly i would say.

And DucKing turned out to be a very atas restaurant.

I’m most impressed with their menu. The pictures are so vividly yummy that before you can order anything the menu would be drenched in saliva already.

HOWEVER.

Make sure you don’t, though. Be reeeeeally careful. If anything happens to the menu it is RM1,500 gone.

And.

ALL PHOTO FOR ILLUSION ONLY!

How sad. Seriously.

So you happily flip through the menu.

Cheesie: OMG my lub! This looks soooooo delicious. Let’s order it.
KY: No darling. It is just your imagination. It does not exist.

Oh my cheesing god. I swear to Cheesus Crust. Million of yummy dishes flashed through my head as if it’s a fashion light board on shroom. And i was not quite sure if they were for real. Hmm… it smelled delicious.

No. This couldn’t be real. It’s just an illusion.

I must be hallucinating.

Oh god. Stop dreaming of all unattainable heavenly ambrosia. Wake up.

*slaps self*

Pun of the day:
Two giraffes were in a race. They were neck and neck.

It’s been a bloody night. Now all mafias and citizens, you can open your eyes. The giraffe has just been killed.

And i want to tell you a story that has an awful ending.

See, my two Balinese giraffes became my home guardians. 🙂

They were wonderful little companions.

I played with them everyday.

They loved each other.

And sayanged me.

I hearted my giraffes too.

But some evil being must come destroy the peace in my home.

Ever since the day he didn’t get invited to the Wild Live Party and failed to grab the chance to be crowned the King of the jungle, the evil being held an eternal grudge against the whole animal kingdom, went delirious and vowed to send each and every fauna’s life to an agonizing end whenever he sees one.

He abused those innocent little animals.

And deprived them of the purity of life.

In the tragic end, one giraffe decided to give up its pitiful existence and succumbed to a painful death.

The evil being then was rudely awaken from his beastly immorality, and mournfully tried to resuscitate his victim.

And gave a CPR.

But to no avail. My giraffe died.

Oh. The other giraffe died too not long after the first death due to emoness.

===THE END===

What? Did i not mention an awful ending? Now get over it.

*Yawn*. Who wants to eat lunch and help me pick up my dobi?

So popular it is irritating.

It is supposed to be so me. But I am starting to hate it. Everyone wants/has one and it’s not exclusive anymore. And i hate to be non-exclusive.

This is my spanking new laptop. No it is not pink. It’s so much cooler than that.

It is transparent.

Season Culture and Shopping!

Located in central Bali.

What you can find in Ubud are scenic rice fields, small villages, art and craft communities, ancient temples, palaces, rivers and very happy tourists. =)

We stayed in the very awesome hotel called the Green Fields Hotel and Bungalows, within walking distance to BBDDD!!

Rise and shine!

Comfy day bed at the patio.

Bought this gorrrrrrrgeous dress from Body and Soul in Kuta for only RP120,000 (RM40). A must visit shop! They have the most beautiful sundresses at such cheap prices it makes your grandma smile. The shop is everywhere! Just ask aorund. =)

And the patio overlooks the green paddy fields. How awesome!

It’s a shopping day! We were going to Ubud Market to practice our bargaining skills.

Passed by a lovely cottage on the way.

Bali has a lot of stray dogs. No offense but they all look kinda ugly and they definitely don’t look like… dogs.

Most of them look like hyenas.

Some like horses

Some like tigers

And on very rare occasions, you see the Polardog.

Must must must come to this place for shopping! And remember to haggle the price to at least 1/3 the original price they give. Whatever sold in Ubud is actually sold double the price elsewhere (Kuta, Seminyak), so this is the time for you to buy all the cheapskate souvenirs for your friends (i bought mine in the airport and it’s three times the price).

Learnt my lesson!

Ubud is most famous for paintings.

I was looking for something that goes gorgeous for my apartment but they don’t have any cottage paintings.
Something like this! Anyone can tell me where to find (cheap ones)?

A lot of cocks.

A lot of chicks.

Colorful! 😀

Everybody who goes to Bali comes back with Giraffes!

I heart giraffes. I brought two back with me.

Okay the price i paid wasn’t the lowest but Icy don’t be sad, because i saw the exact same giraffe sold in a furniture shop in PJ priced at RM159. Be happy!

Kenny and Cheesie statues.

Balinese are really fascinated with penises aren’t they.

A bat!

Eh… wrong rotation.

Should view liddis.

Gua Gajah!

These are the only two pictures you can see a complete Icy face.

Stone carvings.

😀 (ya this is a caption to elaborate his expression)

Puri Saren Dance

Is the exact same story as Kecak dance. Just much slower. Yawn.

It really intrigued me how the dancers all have the exact same expression–their eyes pried opened to maximum, lips curved at such an impossible angle it looks like a cross between a forced smile and a constipated face.

But it’s really amazing cuz they look exactly like this.

At night we went to Warung Enak for dinner.

Before going back to rest.

Next up: Season Paddy Fields

Sounds so much cuter than quack quack! 😀

BBDDD Haha. Next time I’ll use this abbreviation to refer to this wonderful restaurant in Ubud, Bali.

how come BBDDD ah? becos this place is always invaded by muddy and dirty ducks from paddy fields during its construction. then lo and behold when the registrar of companies ask him what to name his restaurant, he got so irritated by them that he shouted “DIRTY DUCKS” ma liddat lo.

Restaurant very beautiful! These are like little lighted ponds filled with flowery petals, nice right

The corners are actually real paddy fields in a relaxed garden settings, then got cemented walkways all around. very very very romantic *swoons*

Hanoman Street drink. got passionfruit seeds, some green liquid and forgot what juice but it’s coconut’s favourite drink because Hanoman is his hero.

Neh. Bali’s fehmes Crispy Duck. Steamed in a myriad of Balinese spices then quickly deep-fried at a high temperature, then dip with your 3 choices of sauce (all different spicyness level) I like the peanut sauce!

i know it looks all bones, but apparently elsewhere it’s even worse than this. at least this one has decent amount of meat, yummy and crunchy ok

oh. my. cheesy. god. this bbq pork spare ribs is to DYE FOUR! not like America’s version, it’s nice and spicy, and OMG JUST LOOK AT IT LA OK

YUM. okok get out quick, no drooling over cheeserland.

Gnocchi. why i order gnocchi in Bali? i also dunno i just love gnocchi ok

Nah. ok la it wasn’t that good. the one i fell in love with was the one at Grappa, Bangsar. Go trysorry it’s closed edi and will forever stay a legend.

i think everybody want to kill me already, camwhore with food means having to wait before anyone can start chowing down. wahaha

By the way we stayed in really awesome and cheap hotels!

We had a spanking plasma tv!

There.

Next up: Season culture and shopping!