Monday, October 9, 2017

Become an entrepreneur with Shopee | #ShopeeDayOut


Who doesn't want to make close to RM1 million from their side hustle? With Shopee, you can. A mother won Seller of the Year award by selling baby products and she made her first million in less than two years.

Shopee is dedicated to shaping Malaysians who are passionate about succeeding in their businesses and who have the drive to see it through, into business professionals.


This year, they organized the first East Malaysia Entrepreneur Challenge, where Janet Wong (Shopee ID: Rejoice 123) bagged the first prize of RM3000 for her Home & Living specialty online store. She was hand picked out of 60 participants who have attended Shopee University - a free entrepreneurial workshop that helps sellers set up their online businesses. If you too would like to dip your hand into the honey jar, you should get the app so you don't miss out on anything!


During Shopee's Day Out Carnival last weekend in Kuching where they also presented RM1500 to Nur Farhidda Asmadi (Shopee ID: Nurfa247) who placed second in the challenge and RM500 to Judy Hii (Shopee ID: Little Hut) who was the final runner up. I also learnt that Shopee has FREE shipping. That's heaven to online shopping enthusiasts because there's nothing worse than adding all kinds of things to your cart only to realize it isn't worth it after you add postage 

The carnival included fun and games for all Shopeeholics present. I had fun there with a couple of my babes. We tried our hand at shooting and guess who killed it?

There were lucky draws and other mini contests such as the kite decorating one, but we decided to pass it on as we aren't particularly artistically inclined. We ended the day at Favour by Happy because they had delicious mini Watermelon Strawberry Cakes and we are in love with them!


Monday, September 4, 2017

you me + the highway


Tonight we are lost and camped by a beach where he is doing his assignment and I'm writing. That's what I do, that's what I wish I could always do. Write and write and write. Stories, poems, letters and heartfelt blogs. I wish I could type money out the same way.

One of my first ambitions was to be a writer but I wrote it off because I knew who I was. I could not put enough thought together to see a story through. I have so many unfinished ideas and scrapped plots. I never knew how to end them. But with age comes experience, and with experience comes skill. I have learnt to plan, to go from point A to Z. Laboriously, of course, because nothing worthy ever comes easy.

Of course, getting publish will not be some small feat either. And maybe that's why I've never pursued it. I know that's why he pushes me to go into journalism instead. He calls my writing a talent. It is far more validation than I've ever received from him.

Who would have known that something as stressful as a roadtrip will bring us closer together? I had expected fights at every turn (literally) about my poor navigational skills and exasperation when things don't go according to plan. But it has shown me how much teamwork and patience we have, enduring every hiccup and devising new solutions together. And that is both exciting and comforting to me, knowing that we are able to work hand in hand without driving the other mad.

When morning comes, we'll skip down to the beach and enjoy the clear waters, the peace, the beauty.


Then we will say a silent goodbye before hitting the roads once more.

I have always loved roadtrips but now I think I'm obsessed with them. I want to move away, buy a van and make it a home.

Sunday, September 3, 2017

time.


We went back to old haunts and favorites. Eating up a storm, reminiscing and funnily enough, feeling like we're home. Already I regret not taking more pictures because I know I will forget and I don't want to lose all these emotions.

All I remember of Melbourne was an aching heart, wanting to go back to Kuching. But those were the intense first few months, by the time the second year rolled around I had grown up a little more, began to appreciate Australia a little better but it was over too soon and before the year was up, I was back in Malaysia, wrapped up in my bubble of comfort and friends.

I was falling in love with this place and never even knew it until now that I'm back. When the bus driver sent us to Southern Cross and said welcome home, it warmed my soul in a way I didn't expect.

I ran back to Glenferrie and swung by the deli by Woolsworth, eager to buy my beloved spinach pie and baguette but the store was emptier than I remembered but it's also later than when I'd usually drop by. I told the storekeeper and baguette man I used to study nearby but I'm back, specially for some pie. He knew instantly the pie I was talking about.

It was made by his wife.

The love he has for her made me emotional. He talked about how everyone says that pie was their favorite. He showed me pictures of her when she was working at the store. He told me how grand her funeral was. I wanted to give him a hug but we both stood on wrong sides of the counter. I felt horrible for bringing it up but I stopped.

Because isn't it better to be reminded of how adored your lost love was, rather than to see her forgotten in a time and place nobody else remembers? I'd like to think so. I would hate for someone I love to disappear into nothingness just because someone was afraid I would be sad by mentioning them.

If one day someone I care deeply about leaves me for the pearly gates, don't say sorry. It is a word devoid of comfort. Tell me how they touched your life, tell me about the good times, the bad. Because no matter where they go or how long they are gone, I'll never stop wanting to know more about them and having extra to love.

I will be back, Melbourne. I will come home for good, one day.

Friday, August 25, 2017

Nephos Aesthetic



I was invited to try out hair removal at a new beauty clinic near Simpang Tiga roundabout. It's along the stretch from Vivacity toward the roundabout. To be honest, I was one part scared and two parts happy because I can now say bye bye to endless plucking and chicken skin!

Turns out I had nothing to worry about, they were all very professional and one of the nurses who saw how terrified I was, even patted me and reassured me, telling me what's happening because I couldn't see.

They give you these glasses to put on so the light from the laser doesn't harm your eyes but let me tell you how scary it is to have your sight taken away just as you're about to experience something new. Terrifying.

That's the view from the bed. Before you go, make sure you do not remove any hair prior to your appointment otherwise the treatment will not be effective. I let it grow till they had to use that men's shaver on me lol.

Anyway, it's been a month plus, and what I can say is... I haven't plucked since the laser treatment. Firstly because you are NOT supposed to pluck, as this will aggravate your pores and your hair will go back to normal thickness. And secondly, because my underarm fur turned into fuzz. Like, I didn't even realize there was hair till I squished my face close to a mirror and concentrated.

I thought that I'd have to go a fair few times before I saw the results but I've only been there once and I'm freaking out! Try it for yourself. They have a RM58 first trial promo right now so book an appointment today for smooth underarms. No one can make fun of your prickly armpits again, and you never have to be embarrassed about putting your hands up in the air.
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Sunday, August 6, 2017

experience | marco creative cruisine (1Utama, PJ)

formerly known as Franco or Miam Miam.

Their jellyfish display is eye-catching but it's their interior which made me walk in. Exploiting animals to seem more sophisticated is sad at best but jellyfish are practically plants, with no conscious mind or awareness of self so it can't be considered animal cruelty. I googled to be sure. And I did not have the willpower to disregard the plush Tiffany blue decor!


There are only two types of girls, suckers for Tiffany blue or pink and I happen to have a weakness for both. Anyway, their dining style is a little different - with a preset menu which you can customize slightly. Here's what I mean:


At RM78 a pop, you definitely get your money's worth.

They start you off with a lime shooter which is very sour, but what better way to reset your tastebuds, hey? They follow it up with a beautiful savory eclair.


I marveled at it for a bit before biting down on the caviar, tomato confit, baby leave and pesto. The aroma of the pastry and the flavors from the topping is nothing short of magnifique!

Next up, we each had one of the soups available.


I thought I would be adventurous and try the Strawberry Gazpacho but I should have just gone with the mushroom soup drizzled with truffle oil. It is amazing! Whereas my pink concoction was pushed aside. It is sour and not very appetizing, so if you're hoping for something hearty, order the mushroom option instead.

Still feeling a little daring, I went with the savory ice cream salad - only because I wondered how ice cream could be savory and not sweet. If you're hoping to keep your curious cat alive, I suggest being patient as the ice cream will be served with dessert. However, I was quite fond of the salad as it was not your boring run-of-the-mill garden salad. They are served with edible flowers too!


Moving on to the main course, he got the Chicken Roulade with Brussels Sprout and I discovered my love for those greens hated by children all over the world. It is delicious! Sadly, I couldn't say the same for the chicken. It seemed a little on the undercooked side, tender though it may be...


But I shudder at what Gordon Ramsay might have said.

My pasta though, was perfection!


If I dream of food, this would be the star. The veggies were cooked just right, the seasoning complementing instead of overpowering and the pasta... Do not get me started on the pasta! It is not al dente because who in their right mind likes pasta lined with plastic? No, this pasta is cooked through but NOT to the point it melts in your mouth.

Lemme try again: imagine placing a firm penne in your mouth and when you chew down on it, the pasta breaks apart with enough force to slide off your teeth. God, that is how pasta in heaven (and I'm assuming, Italy) tastes. It is how it should taste. Get your fucking al dente shit away from me.

I will come back for you.

Now, I obviously didn't think there'd be anything to top the awesome main I just had but out came dessert.


This is just a normal cake. Nothing to shout about. But my creme brulee?


This gem right here? I have never had anything as smooth and rich and creamy. I would slide it down my through but that would be a waste so I savor every single bite till I'm exploding with food. And it was worth it.

If you're in One Utama, Kuala Lumpur... Do not miss this experience. It is probably the best fine dining experience I've had in Malaysia.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

you know...

I used to blog about every negative thing that happened to me. I would rant and let it all out thinking that by doing so, I'd feel better. And I do. But every time I see the post again, all I feel is a tight shame in my chest and a reminder of how upset I was when I wrote it. So I stopped.

Why bother capturing all that anger, when the best thing is to let it go?

I realized that if you set out to do something in order to send a message to someone - it makes you petty, it makes you small. And anger, anger is stupid. It is childish. Once you learn to see from different perspectives, you'll realize it is often ill-earned. You're angry because someone did something you didn't want or like, but should someone else's actions be the reason you lost your temper? Patience is a virtue, and patience is not just about waiting minutes or hours. Patience is understanding, patience is a kindness.

And you have to understand, the thing is your word cannot change anyone who doesn't want to.

I've been re-reading Animorphs and a quote jumped out at me: a fool is strong so that others will see, a wise person is strong for himself (book #23).

It hit me quite hard because just the day before, I was telling my friend about how I tried so hard to pretend like I wasn't afraid of heights just because I wanted to look brave. So I stood on a glass balcony at the roof of a hotel to prove I was unafraid. The truth is, partially, I believed that fear is nothing but a limitation on ourselves. I should have wanted to overcome it because of that, and only that, rather than showing off.

We do that a lot, don't we? Especially in the age of social media and connectivity. We post about our adventures, our conquests and materialism. Who are we trying to convince? But that's a story for another day.

Today it's about peace and love. If you can't love others, at least, love yourself.


Thursday, May 25, 2017

Why People Don't Like You


I'm not going to lie, I don't understand how it feels to be bullied - not because I've never been picked on or laughed at and embarrassed. But because I never let it get to me, I don't let myself become a victim. I jibe back, laugh louder or pretend like it doesn't matter and trust me. After a while, it stops being important.

This is not an article belittling bullying. I understand that it can be tough when bullies cross over from being mean and hurting your feelings to downright evil and hurting you physically. It is my own opinion that emotional bullying builds character, but it is never right.

Now, when I was in primary school, I felt ostracized at times but come middle school, I became more popular. And I don't know about Western culture and the kinds of bullies they develop, but in my private Chinese school, bullies are just looking for a little fun. I know because I was one. If someone is disliked, you can be sure they'd find bugs in their bags, poop in their pockets or their desks destroyed. I'm not proud for what I did, but I'd say they deserved it. One for being a snitch, one for being a bitch and the poop was a joke.

There's a fine line for us, between doing something out of malice and doing something out of friendship and you'd be surprise how frequent the two coincide. If you're not egged on your birthday or doused in water, you are not popular. If you haven't been thrust against a pole or pillar by a group of people, you are not cool. If you haven't gotten jelly or gum stuck on your shirt or hair, you probably don't have any friends. And this post is to tell you WHY.

You're too much. And you don't know how to stop. You not only persist, but you pester and you go on and on. Do you want to go out for lunch? Some other time? How about tomorrow? Or tonight? We can do dinner. Oh, still busy? Hmmm... And not five minutes later you're down the same guy's throat about how yall should invite so and so. Woah, slow down there you eager beaver! Everything in moderation, learn how to hold back. People might say they like sincerity and want to know the real you, but nobody's ever ready for the candidly raw. If you suspect that you're being over the top, chances are you have been for the last 10 or 15 minutes or so. People will respond at first but over time, they'll start to give you the cold shoulder.

Go doesn't flow. If you're insistent on having a stick up your ass, soon, people are going to get real sick of you. It's not that you're not allowed to have your own preferences or comfort zones... But if you don't live a little, you're just gonna be stuck in a rut and that rut is a lonely little foxhole you dug yourself. You could learn from ringleaders, whom I've noticed knows how to say what. They make you feel like you've been heard, and somehow make their idea feel like your own. How many times have I been talked into doing something incredibly stupid is embarrassing. On one hand, it's their powers of persuasion and on the other, I just went with the flow. You want me in that baby chair? Done.

Serious is your middle name. Honestly, there's nothing that says "target" to bullies more than a serious person who takes him/herself way too seriously. Life is either a tragedy or a joke so if you don't have a sense of humor, you're gonna get tired AF. Worse, if you are pompous about it and can't unglue yourself from that high horse you're judging everyone from. You might try to act above it all, but we know that you're not fooling anyone.

"Candid" doesn't equal "Offensive".  How is it possible to mistake the two? Well, most people feel like in order to be real, they have to give their most uncensored thoughts. The truth is, people are not very nice and so, neither are what we think. But it's completely possible to be honest without being a complete dick about it. So watch out, while you're busy being as honest as you can be, you're not just making enemies but you're hurting lots of feelings.

You try to make cool happen. Sorry to burst your bubble but you can't. You either are, or you're not. And mostly, people are cool when they are just doing their own thing and being themselves. You can be cool if you're completely a geek or whatever, but not if you are doing it just so it will score you points.

If it's too hard to take in, just remember this quote when you find yourself in any kind of social situation: People will forget what you say or do but people never forget the way you make them feel.

So if you're going to make them feel bad about themselves and rain on everyone's parade, who also tries way too hard, making everyone uncomfortable and awkward... Guess who's not getting invited to the next party in town?

(If you don't know the answer, clearly I've just written a piece of trash.)

Monday, May 15, 2017

Tony Roma's Set Lunches (Vivacity, Kuching)

Updated 22/5: I FOUND MY SD CARD! Pictures updated :D 

Tony Roma's has become synonymous with "expensive". Try it, bring it up with your friends and see how they react. 10/10 will agree with my first sentence. But that's not true. They now have affordable lunches starting from RM20.03, served with a drink and soup.



We started off with a Baked Potato Soup and a Chicken Vegetable Soup. The first tasted oddly like a creamy and thick mushroomy soup, with all the flavors of one. The only difference is, it's a lot more filling and congealed. I much preferred the second one which was lighter and perfect on a rainy day. A hearty soup with celery, carrot and onions.



The popiah skin gives this salad a nice proper crunch that goes superbly with fresh lettuce and other salad greens. Just as good as my first visit. At least you can be assured that when you dine at Tony Roma's, quality control is guaranteed!



Was a little disappointed with this as it looked better than it tasted and it felt like something was missing but if you like your pasta with fresh shrimp, tomatoes and basil, you can definitely give this a go! I guess I like my pasta with a more savoury kick!


It's pretty generic, it's like the very definition of a burger but nothing to scream or shout about. If you're craving for a burger and you just want one that hits the spot with nothing more and nothing less, you're looking at it!


The BBQ Quarter Chicken has an interesting blend of smokiness and tangy flavouring and it will really get your tastebuds going wow! The texture is denser than normal but it's not too dry.


The Roasted Chicken is less interesting than the one above but no less yummy. If you're looking for something which has Tony Roma's signature smokey taste but without the tang: This is it!


There's bound to be something there for everyone. As for me, I can't wait to try their strawberry walnut salad. What's your favourite thing off their menu though?

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Review: Guardians of the Galaxy 2


I caught this on the premiere but it left with me so much feels, I knew I couldn't blog about it without spoiling this great movie. I had to rewatch the first one to calm myself down. And you'd know why, if you've seen it. If not then don't go past this line. Click the little X now. If you haven't seen it and you're still reading, you're stupid you little rebel.


Yondu dies.

See, you've gone and done it. Spoilt the movie for yourself. But before he died, he made "daddy" okay again and I love him so much more for it. C'mon, it was freaking obvious from the first movie that Yondu loved Starlord like his own. All those evasiveness about why he kept him in first place, their bickering and his defiance at keeping Peter alive. Peter, who has to be the thickest hero on the block. Idiot little boy.

I was completely absorbed by his daddy issues, Nebula's obvious sister issues and Groot's cuteness, there really wasn't much left for anything else. It was about the same tired old thing anyway, bad guy wants to take over the world (or maybe in this case - a universe) and the good crew has to clean it all up while going on an adventure of self discovery. But with a cute little tagalong that isn't just a pretty face!


Yes, it took me 2 weeks to get that out. The OST was just as good as the first one though.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

3 InSTARgrammers Every Girl Should Follow

Every time people talk about their favourite IGers, I never fail to mention these three people who inspire me and I hope they do the same for you too.

Plaaastic is a proud Vietnamese, known affectionately as GG. She's someone that life hasn't been kind to. I feel uncomfortable divulging her story as I'm neither friend nor family but in a nutshell, she's been through way too much than a 22 year old should have had to. But that's just me, who has only ever lived a comfortable life. I love her for her honesty, courage and eye for otherworldly aesthetic. She makes me want to wear my heart on my sleeve and platforms 10 miles high, runaway into a sea of strangers with nothing but the clothes on my back and a camera. She's not everyone's cup of tea, but she is so much more than just leaf water to me. 

My cousin Val from Big Picture Stuff introduced her to me and first I fell in love with her photography, her passion and then her words. There's magic in this young Australian mama because there must be a secret to how she captures moments so candidly and raw. I suppose art is a reflection of who you are and she's got a wild gypsy heart so it shows. Nirrimi taught me that the road can be home, unconventional can be natural, you don't have to follow rules - just your heart. She inspires me to open mine, to love freely and fiercely, but most importantly: to be kinder to myself.

When I first discovered her, all I could think was hair. I've been growing mine out for years but I keep losing sight of my goals. Looking at her pictures remind me what I love about long hair. It is so romantic and feminine. But over time, I can't help but feel like she really is a real life princess straight out of Disneyland! Always ready to put a positive spin on anything. Reading her captions make me warm inside and she really brightens up my feed. And even though she has some French in her, she never tries to pass off as Eurasian but identifies fully as Vietnamese and I love her for that. 

These girls are so much more than just another pretty face to me. I admire them for their strength, their heart and their sincerity. If you follow any girls who are an inspiration to you, I hope you share her.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

#MeetUpKch 3.0

Every day we complain that there's nothing to do in Kuching. How it's so boring here  So every year, the whole of Kuching gathers. This year's going to be on the 29th & 30th of July at Le Park Civic Center.

The funny thing about Kuchingites is that we'll whine about the lack of music scene or any kind of art but we'll turn our back on local artists at a drop of a hat. It's like we don't understand that to have a scene, we need local talent. If we don't start supporting those around us, we're never gonna build anything up. So come through to that annual battle of the bands!


Even if music is not your thing, there's gonna be a street dance competition, futsal tournaments, markets and you can check out the full list of activities here:


If you don't see something you're interested in, dial those digits. Make it happen.