As Suanie Sees It

Suanie and everything Suanie.net related wish you a happy and devilish new year.

May 2008 rock for us all.

Me and some of my colleagues at a company dinner @ Seoul BBQ, Kerinchi. The buffet selection was quite okay, and the price reasonable. Unlike a certain similar al cheapo place, Seoul BBQ has aplenty prawns for your taking. Yay for generosity

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My brother-in-law went to Japan and all I got was Royce’ chocolate!

According to him, it could only be purchased at airports @ Japan (Narita and Haneda). But I did a bit of Googling, and found that Lilian bought hers at Isetan in 2006. Not sure if it’s still available there, but I don’t think I am going to find out because I wouldn’t be able to contain myself.

Ya I know they don’t look very pretty. It’s pure chocolate, covered in chocolate powder, and this one in my hand survived the trip from Japan back to Malaysia. If you eat all of them at one go, you’d end up looking like me. If you already look like me, you’d be a double me. It is so sad that the most awesome things in life make you fat.

What does it tastes like? Creamy, slightly bitter in a good way, rich, oozy… like you are eating pure butter but it’s chocolate instead. I let some of my friends try it, they liked it too.

So, who is going to Japan soon?

Since it’s the end of the year, I thought maybe I’d just blog lots and lots of photos. Don’t know about you, but my attention span gets shorter as 1st January approaches. I have some backlog of photos anyway, so it’s all good.

In early November, Paul took me and Spongefox to KL Pac so he could take some photos of the Volvo S80. It was a nice car, we had plenty of (U) fun with it.

It’s teh awesome Paul!

It’s Spongefox with my finger!

It’s my finger with Spongefox!

Yet another car boot to fit a Suan.

Sekian.

Someplace somewhere I read about someone who found great joy that another of another faith wished him a very Merry Christmas. True that simple things in life are most precious, but since when we have become so segregated that wishing those who celebrate their respective religious or cultural festivals become so noticeable as to warrant a serious observation? Maybe it was just my luck that I chanced upon what he wrote, but in this day and age, I am certain that there are some people who are so into this whole cultural integration thing that every tiny bit is as momentous as my birthday. Thus begins a very marked desire to emphasize upon others that they see past skin colours and backgrounds; and not just in friendship jest, mind you.

Maybe in a country such as Malaysia, such things need a lot of work. But so many of us went to national schools, and from my experience, I have doubts that being friends with those of other races and accepting the differences that come with it does not come as naturally as butter. Or maybe times have changed since I was last in a dark or sky blue pinafore.

/end random thoughts
/begin work