:: walk.with.me ::

Yays yet another tripsie!!

The plan was to go to Aquaria, but we arrived an hour too early so we had to mooch around the park... then them ~~whinerbaby puteri lilins~~ girls said that it was way too hot

where got? So pretty.
Once again, my artistic abilities surpass all. *nose in air*

so we found ourselves in the exhibition... um, place. We thought we could mooch around there but it was a biotech job fair, so no way we could go there and still pretend to be intelligent right? So we did this!

Yep, we were despo enough to take piccies in the toilet.

OMG Sue's drinking ~~from~~ in the toilet!!

See that poor angmoh lady there? She kept coming out and taking more tissues and orleetu-ing and we were there happily camwhoring amidst the aura of... nevermind. Told you we weren't smart enough for the biofair.

Satisfied with breathing the purest, freshest air in KL, we traipsed downstairs but we still had a half-hour left (oh yes. We spent 30 minutes on... bermanfaat activity) so we had

~~hotsteamyquickieswithtwentyeightrandomhunks~~ ice cream!
(clockwise from left) Berry Sorbet, Butterscotch(!♥) Walnut and Spotty Dog

The bill. Not bad, considering the fact that four unrelateds shared the frozen delights ~~and Hepatitis and influenza and AIDS and HPV~~

And then it was finally time to enter!

We saw

We had a bit of a problem with the fish not being very good picture models - the damn things wouldn't stay still!!

Feeding time! The man was throwing in hunks of meat so I asked and apparently it's mackerel - the tortoises ate the same stuff.

The man has some sexyfine legs. Think they could rival our semi-half cousin's, Sue Peng?

Mr Bigass Frog. And friend.

Monsieur Chocolate Frog.

Spot-the-cicak!

Mr. Alligator Snapping Turtle. How d'ya do.

Spot-the... whatever the heck it is. Cathy insists that some sort of creature's in that picture though.

Boo!

An axolotl ♥

A baby croc

A tortoise

and loads of cicaks and snakes and toads later

wtf Jackie you went to Cicakworld or Aquaria lah..

-frankly I also dunno lah macha. That was the entire first section.

we finally got to the "Aquaria" part of it all.

The dipping pool!

Complete with starfish, sea cucumbers, horseshoe crabs and the like. The way the visitors (especially the little brats) were poking and prodding at their insides and squeezing the heck outta them lil' sea critters, as well as repeatedly taking them out of the water (hello, they're SEA critters for cryin' out loud. How would you like to be waterboarded 150 times a day), I'm not surprised all of them die at the end of the day and they have to ship new ones in every week.

Piranha feeding frenzy! They were actually quite pretty-colored up-close.

Column of fishies.

Tui and La. Lol not really.

Dodo fish.

Tortle!! ♥

Freeky-deeky.

Lionfish! My personal favorite ^^

Stay still, dammit!

Turtle!! ♥♥

Uh... "Bamboo Shark Egg"?

My fave shark.

Secret tunnel... secret tunnel... *strums*

Big hoogly grey nurse shark swam over mah head.

Cathy's best friend.

Cathy's best friend's testicles.

I'm not sure, but I think it's a moray eel. Bloody boringest thing I've ever seen. Sat there in the exact same position, just... breathing.

My fave ray! See, it's got a nose, and its facial expression is basically like this =3

ZOMG turtle!! ♥♥♥

Nemo and friends, for lack of a better caption.

See. Mobs of the little turds.

Feeding show! They have a ~~tasty~~ grouper called Bob, but I didn't get no pix of him. Boohoo

Pot-bellied seahorse.

Nautilus

Lobster

For RM20 (we flashed our student IDs up cashier-boy's nose) I say it was pretty worth it, the place is pretty extensive, but I kinda kesian some of the poor animals, being in captivity and all. the poor axolotl had like, 12X10 by 6X12 inches of living space? But I hope our visit contributed somehow to betterment of their living environment or something. The poor baby croc looked like it had an eye infection. Or was blind. But the point is, babies aren't supposed to be blind. Another thing was, THERE WERE NO FRIKKIN' JELLYFISH!!! *uber pout* But I guess that was compensated for by them tortles. =3

Oh and we were outnumbered a 1000 to one by little childrenz, one of which slapped me on the crotch just so he could get a better view of the gecko tank. Bager..!

So anyway, they force you to go through the souvenir shop before you get to the exit, so the girls were interested in some rings which they asked this store assistant to bring out, while I mooched around looking for tortle-related trinkets. I didn't find any good stuff (disappointed-nye) so I went over to see what the girls picked out. There was this Middle Eastern couple also in the same section, and the store assistant (who shall be called F*cker henceforth) was busy sucking up to them.

Middle Eastern Couple: *looking through some pearls, asks a question*
F*cker: Aah, *puts on ultra-fake, Asian-trying-to-sound-angmoh accent* these are from Malaysia; very good quality. Yes, yes.
MEC: *nods of approval*
F*cker: *UFATTSAA* So where are you from, my friend?
ME Man: Oman.
F*cker: Aah, Oman! *UFATTSAA* Welcome to Malaysia, my friends.

And guess how he speaks to us?

F*cker: All of you are bohsia's or what, trying to look all same-same? One wear ring *points at just-appeared me* all must get one to look the same lah?

WTF is his problem man... =.='

Why yes sir, we all bohsia, sollie hor, we intrude on your aura of individuality and ultra kewl accent, wah so kewl orh, actuali our England is quite sux, you can teach us ah, sir?

And he had the nerve to ask us if we knew what bohsia means. I didn't remember exactly but I remembered it wasn't associated with anything good particularly. I actually mm sorng jor but I didn't wanna create a scene (I was chicken la, basically) over something I wasn't sure about, so the girls picked a couple of rings and left.

Just to be sure, I went home and asked the folks what it meant (back in the day at least) and they frowned and said it meant lepakkers - idlehands with no futures or something like that. Not nearly as bad as what Wiki has to say.

bohsia - young female slut, literally means 'no sound' ("boh" - No "sia" - Sound) from Hokkien

Wah lan eh. And to think we thanked that racist, biased, discriminatory, futureless son-of-a-bitch! Somebody kill me. *smacks forehead until brains squish out*

Oh yeah after the souvenir shop, there's a free educational section, basically it's a waste of space 'cause all they have are

Angelfish

Discus

Cathy: Eh why the orange one got no eyes one?

Rainbow shit and neon tetras

Anyhoo we got hungry, so we continued our cherished tradition of walking out of the first restaurant we sit in, and the Dome waitress rolled her eyes at us as we waltzed out unabashedly without ordering (ooh it's just nasty employee day in KL ain't it).

So we stuffed ourselves at A&W instead, then tried to make our way to Skybridge (the Concierge are officially our best friends) but darn it! The little brats outnumbered us again! The passes were completely habis.

Awh..! =(

So we went over to SanFran Coffee and had a contest. We were each given a theme or a situation, and had to express it and have our picture taken.

"Mail-order bride from Vietnam"

-Eh excuse me, look underprivileged a bit can or not, in Vietnam you where got such good life drink SanFran coffee one?

Like that lar.

"Prostitute round-up"

Like damn happy kanna raid only.

"Hark sehr wooi"

Cathy: Open your eyes bigger!
Me: Excuse me Japanese yakuza's eyes where got bigbig one.

"(inwardly) Huh! Dare to talk to me summore huh!
Sey jee naa, mei sey kgorh ah."

I am aware that Sylvea got more themes and also the ones with more depth, but that's Cathy's fault. So we said enough! and made her do one too.

"Keeds, say it with me now; say it slow:
Aiwanzhosurfqing's VUHJEENITTY!"
(inside joke)

Winner? You decide. =P

More clowning around:

"Must copy Sue Peng Shiok Sendiri Queen's best pose"
-People, ask for her cell and browse through some truly priceless SS shots ;P

SP and Syl just got engaged... Aww =3

"Dammit so hard hafta pretend to be happy with this cheating woman..."

Well we could only be loud and crass for only so long, so we left (ushered with a very enthusiastic "Thanks!!" from the waiter - were we that loud?) and I saw this really cute top at MANGO, but then it was time to leave :'(

Gosh wasn't that longwinded! But memories must be documented with excruciating detail. =)

That, and Chan Sorh Guai's camera died before we even entered Aquaria XD

So I'm like the official photographer or something. (feel so inadequate man other peeps in Aquaria all had DSLR's... and me? I took mine using Gary. Not that he isn't good or anything *pats*)

Oh yeah. Today must be Take-As-Many-Insults-As-You-Can Day because when I arrived at Terminal 1 I encountered this beggar-man selling tissue... He called me Ah Moy and asked me to buy some but he was old and gross so I just walked past him (if you haven't figured out already I'm not exactly one for charity) so he got pissy and said, "Wah, macam Ah Lian."

=.="

Yep. The Universe rrrrreally loves me.

Well that took a bloody long time. Toodles!

PS: Anyone who comments on my crap photography shall suffer a slow and painful death. *cracks knuckles* Grr.

...an explanation?

Okay so much for my failed attempt at being short and concise and "mysteriously vague" (don't slap me).

Sigh.

Seeing the general shocked reactions I suppose what can be derived from the pic in the previous post is a chick in bandages and there's blood on the said bandages and bruises on top of her left boob.

Understandable.

So conclusions could be made that I've actually decided to

A) perform open-heart surgery on myself, in order to demonstrate my newly-acquired medical prowess

B) dedicate my life to becoming some sort of whack job who thinks she can invent a new kind of stethoscope by stabbing the cord directly into the heart

C) finally be serious about being utterly committed to becoming very attractively anorexic

or worst of all,

D) hurt myself. Creatively and imaginatively.

Whoa there.

Neither of the above, mate.

Here's what I see.

A chick in bandages (with a tummy to die for) with headphones plugged to her heart. Bloodstains on the bandages (where a heart should be) are prettily shaped into a vivid red heart. Which I just happen to think is a beautiful visual representation of its apt title, "Listen to your Heart II".

Which brings to the fact my decision to listen to my own, details of which I will not disclose here. =)

Long story short, I have had an awful dilemma for quite a while and it has brought me to my knees, but after having given the matter long and heavy thought and round after round of emotional discussion, it has been resolved (with conditions, but they are reasonable and I have accepted them), and I am at peace.

No, actually I'm jumping up and down like a munky. A deliriously happy one. =DD

~: FIN :~

I would have delved into the usual detailed over-analysis of my choice of picture but that would nerdify you to death. =P

Anyhoo please view the original here. The picture is entitled Listen to your Heart II (as aforementioned) by this amazing deviantARTist from Switzerland who calls him/herself 0verdoze-of-dreams. Do visit his/her gallery here . You won't regret it. ;)

Thanks and sorry for being a cause for concern. :)