As Suanie Sees It

Prince of Wales Backpacker Hostel in Little India

As mentioned earlier, we stayed at the Prince of Wales Backpacker Hostel in Little India. I’d seen it before — when FA and I were in Singapore last year, we stayed at the Perak Hotel, also in Little India. There were lots of people drinking and generally having a good time at the POW when we passed by the place, so that kind of stuck in my mind.

Hostel guests get S$2/3 off selected booze, so it was S$5 for a bottle of San Miguel. I know, I know… normally I’d rather drink my own urine than to consume San Miguel, but… I have no excuses.

Paul, FA and I with our beer. Photo taken by Bob

Would I recommend the place? Sure, if you don’t mind the surrounding noises by the pubs and clubs around Little India.

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Nasi Beryani Ayam @ Singapore Zam Zam, Bugis

Bob suggested that we check out this restaurant in Bugis that apparently serves good nasi beryani and murtabak. Luckily he knew the way (I’m not familiar with Bugis) — it’s right opposite the Sultan Mosque. The place seemed popular and we had to wait a while to get a table.

Nasi Beryani Ayam, Singapore Zam Zam

Doesn’t the photo above makes you want to attack the plate of food? Well, I randomly take okay photos sometimes, so lesson #1: photos can be deceiving. I was unable to finish my dinner, and Bob had a hard time with it too. It was edible lah, just terribly bland and tak sedap. Oh well.

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Esplanade - Theaters on the Bay

The next day we headed over to Esplanade for the reason we were in Singapore — Avenue Q. There was a massive jumbled-up hula hoops thing on display.

Obviously someone else appreciates this more than me

Art is perspective indeed. I don’t remember the description, but it had a very canggih and artsy-fartsy one. Looks like MS Paint to me.

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Avenue Q The Musical

OMAIGOD the show was more than brilliant! We had the best cheap tickets (’cos we bought them in July) and everything was more than fantastic! The set, the songs, the costumes, the puppets, the actors/ actresses… I loved loved LOVED it!

I heart Avenue Q!

It was a mostly Filipino cast, which was why the songs didn’t sound the same on the soundtrack. Still bloody awesome! We laughed so hard, we clapped after every song, and we laughed again. It’s on-going till Nov 16th, so go catch it if you can! Go alone, doesn’t matter, just go!

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Subway in Singapore

… has bacon as in BACON, and ham as in HAM. And honey mustard! Absolutely fabulous!

Tidak ditanggung halal

I don’t think I’ll be able to eat a Malaysian Subway sandwich for a long time after having the Singaporean ones.

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Brewerkz at Riverside Point, Clarke Quay

My only must-go place in Singapore is Brewerkz after Edwin introduced it to me years ago. If you’d notice my blog banner, it’s a photo of me drinking a Brewerkz Golden Ale. It just makes me happy

A few of my favouritest people!

I think we were the loudest table there, heh. Sorry, but we had a most amazing time!

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Ramen @ Ken, Orchard Plaza

After our pints and a whole beer tower, we decided to have ramen for supper at Ken in Orchard Plaza. Edwin and Pinky insisted that the ramen there is absolutely delicious, and the fact that they close at 2 a.m. (while stocks last) is a major plus.

Japanese ramen with char siew, stewed egg and other random bits

It was delicious Patrick stopped by for a couple of Asahi, more talking and yapping and gossping — I had an absolutely fantastic time! Thanks!

Click here to view the entire Flickr set for Singapore, Nov ‘08. 19 photos in total.

Ohai! I’m in Singapore at the moment, just arrived not long ago, just had lunch not long ago, just checked in to our hostel not long ago, and now we are into our second bottle of beer and counting.

We took the Aeroline coach down. Usually I love Aeroline, but for some reason, the air-conditioning in the bus that we were in wasn’t working very well. So I was quite irritated.

We took the MRT to Little India. The one thing that really impressed me was this:

It was very fast too!

We are staying at the Prince of Wales Backpackers’ Hostel where the booze is cheap; typical of a backpackers’ place lah. Got Wi-Fi, cheap booze…

Maybe I’ll just park my arse here all day and night long

So we went to Singapore last week, courtesy of Nuffnang ( thanks to us dressing up as pirates for a Nuffnang event ). It was a 3D2N stay, so I asked Pinky if we could crash at her place for a night, then transfer to the hotel the next day. She being the lovely, awesome creature that she is, agreed.

The journey to Singapore was ok lor. Not like I’ve never taken a bus there before, heh. But this was the first time in a bus where we were served food, fruits and a hot drink. So this was me camwhoring with the food, for oddity reasons.

We arrived at around 11.30 p.m. at Harbour Front. Attempting to get a cab at that time in that area was tedious, tiring and not awesome. A cab driver finally took pity on us and allowed us to share his cab ( he was waiting for a regular customer ), and took us to Pinky’s house. Showered, bla bla bla, crashed for the night, and woke up early ( for me ) to leave with Pinky ( cos she has to work mah ).

Tim said earlier that Ming wanted to belanja us makan etc, so earlier we made arrangements to meet Ming for breakfast. He showed up with HotIntern Hui Wen ( who was wearing Nuffnang colours, heh ). Took us to the Nuffnang SG office…

Then took us to have bak kut teh, Singaporean-style. The reason why it can never be confused for anything other than Singaporean style is because, the soup was laced with tonnes pepper! If you did that in KL or Klang, you’d get weird looks. Heh it reminded me of the black pepper pig stomach soup that my mom used to make… damn a lot of pepper… Ming loved it though, said it was his favourite BKT place evar. Oklor… 5 hours bus difference and tastes in food changes by leaps and bounds

Thanks Ming for breakkie, heh

Then Ming took us to our hotel at Perak Lodge. It is a quaint little place along Perak Road ( d’oh ) in Little India, beside Tekka Mall, opposite Sim Lim Square… see, I know my geography This is Ming posing in our room…

After he left for work, we snoozed until 3 pm, then FA woke up ‘cos she was damn hungry. We had lunch at the food court next to Tekka Mall. One of the things that I like to eat in Singapore is pieces of braised duck and pig’s intestines… YUM!

After lunch, we took the MRT to Clarke Quay to Brewerkz, where Suertes was already waiting for us in the shortest possible pants of running shorts…

Summary: Golden Ale is still awesome, though not as awesome as the first time I had it. Cherry ale sucked ass. Dr Buckaroo had high fever so he couldn’t make it. Sicky bugs suck ass. Overall Brewerkz was still awesome. I heart Brewerkz.

Then camwhored a bit along Riverside Point, walk walk a bit, look see here and there…

Then FA went to meet her friends and I headed for the hotel. Too tired, tak tahan, old already…

Because I am sometimes a blog-ho and I’m an egoistical blogger and place way too much importance on myself and this blog, I like to click on my sitemeter to see who’s on, who came from where, that sort of stuff. KY should know - his FF browser’s homepage is his blog and he has his sitemeter there all the time. If you want to know how many visitors everyone is getting, ask KY.

When I put up the post on Dawn Yang, it was almost immediately after the New Paper article of her got published.

And then the blogosphere madness followed.

I don’t really give that much of a damn about her having plastic surgery or what-not. If we could like, snap back to Hollywood reality for a bit, almost none of the celebs would willingly admit that they underwent the knife. Michael Jackson would only admit to a couple of nose jobs, but anyone with a brain would know better. Sarah Jessica Parker, Sharon Stone, Al Pacino; almost every he/she/it done it.

Your local celebrities, your Singapore celebrities, the tai-tais, the Datins what-not, Lord this and that, socialites of the highest order, almost the entire LA county, they all dunnit. And of course they won’t admit it- who the fuck in their right mind (except for porn stars) would go all out, especially in the beginning of their blossoming careers? Yes it is a hypocrisy, yes we all know better, yes Britney’s boobs are fake, and then what? As much as I dislike Britney, I have to admit that she’s got to be smart to stay around this long even though she can’t sing for shit (her live performances are HORRIBLE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE!). Either that or she has some really good people around her.

You can argue till the cows come home about DY and PS; at the end of the day she’s still signed to the talent company, if she’s got brains she would know how to milk it, and whatever happens next, well we shall see, eh?

And yes, I think that Dawn Yang is hot. I think that Angelina Jolie is hot. I think that Siti Nurhaliza is hot. I think that Camelia is hot. I think that the chick who was in ‘Return of the Condor Heroes’ with Andy Lau and dated Chow Yun Fatt is hot. I think that Mack’s wife is hot. I think that my friend Melissa who used to work for SIA is hot. I think that my ma is hot.

Deal with it.

About my sitemeter, it is rather annoying to have a traffic spike to that post about DY. The first couple days were fine, OooOoo traffic increased, people coming bla bla bla - then you realise that it’s all useless hits. Everybody wants to know about DY. Everybody wants to see what she looks like. And this irks me to no end.

HELLO, THIS IS MY BLOG! SINCE WHEN DID THE UNIVERSE STOP REVOLVING AROUND ME?!? CAN WE LIKE, STICK WITH THE PROGRAMME?

Well, things are getting back to their usual state, i.e. less pointless hits. So to Dawn Yang, so long and thanks for all the hits.

I know, I know.

Now go spike Swifty’s traffic.

1. Swifty Admits With Tears That His Relationship With Beautiful Blogger Dawn Yang Won’t Work
2. A webcomic done by Dawn Yang for Swifty
3. Swifty Announces ‘Chubby Cheeks Contest’ Winner! The Queen Is Not Amused
4. Swifty Says Farewell To Dawn Yang. XiaXue Is Pissed. Guestblogger Justin Is Happy

I did the collage above using film grain, ‘coz that’s what Dawn Yang is going to look like in the papers (read news article below).

The Great Swifty will be pleased that his object of fascination is headed for MTV-like greatness. Maybe he should get her to star in one of his independant films or something; nobody objects to obvious pretty-ful chicks.

I think it’s pretty hot that she got noticed via her blog (and looks, obviously) even though she’s a semi-socialite in Singapore and all that. I read her site from time to time, she seems pretty nice and non-malicious, plus the scholarship to the US should be some kind of indication that there’s a brain working somewhere.

Though I do agree with Mr. Miyagi’s thoughts on this being a gimmick (refer to article below), well no harm seeing where this leads to. MTV sucks, manufactured pop idols suck (looks like Dawn’s headed that way if she’s to hone her entertaining skills and the no-bf disclaimer) but she’s got brains so she’ll figure out her own path after the publicity. At least I hope so, would like to see her succeed.

Yeah I like her ‘cos she’s hot and if I had a hammer instead of a pipehole I would definitely invent all sorts of fantasies, with her in every scene of course.

Added: I just realised that her name quoted in the papers is Dawn Yeo, though she calls herself Dawn Yang on her blog. Whatever lah.

Added: The outcry over her surname is silly. I’m Tew in Hokkien, Zhao in Mandarin. As far as I know, Singaporean Chinese use the Mandarin versions of surnames instead of dialects like Malaysian Chinese. Why not spend more time and effort arguing if conforming to media and advertising’s version of beauty from a lack of self esteem is beneficial or not, healthy or not?

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