My first time at the new Finnegan’s at Midvalley. As Paul said, should have been my third. Hehehe sowee.
Not cheap leh the beer. But what to expect, Irish pub in Malaysia what.
That fella on top right is Aaron, Paul’s funny colleague.
Then Paul and I went to have dinner at Chili’s. The beer in the collage above was actually Finnegan’s, but I don’t have more photos of Chili’s so it’s a filler, just like this post.
IMNSHO, Chili’s serve one of the better steaks I’ve eaten. Best taken medium.
And I think the Finnegan’s beer mats are so cool.
They say that in order to understand a person, you have to look at his or her past.
Say hi to my sisters, way back in 1977.
This was my second sister holding up a cousin.
And then there was me. It’s all war, if you knew the history of this photo. Apparently I hated the both of them, but if I turn left then kena kissed by my eldest sister. If I turn right, well the outcome is in the photo below.
(p/s: yeah I bought a new scanner. Not the bestest but it works ok. Going to scan all our old photos, HUGE LOADS of them)
Update:
I just realised that I was an ugly baby. No wonder they all called me ugly duckling lah.
And this one is me at a young age. It was just after I had to have my hair cut ‘coz I got them burnt. Short story, but don’t really feel like telling it.
I am going to do a Simon, inspired by Rojaks the problogger.
1. I have more fun chilling out and relaxing with my friends and family, a quiet night in than going out ‘conquering’ the world with skimpy clothes that I can’t really fit in, attempting to squeeze through a sweaty and sometimes very hamsap crowd (the non-accidental swiping of butts) and loud blaring and often badly-mixed music that I can’t dance to.
2. Trance still lifts me up big time, but on radio and such I find myself leaning towards Light & Easy or Mix (when they are not playing popsy Hitz-like tunes).
3. I try to avoid it and am conscious about it as I know what it feels like to be on the receiving end of age discrimination, but sometimes I can’t help going, “Kids these days…”
4. I stopped trying too damn hard to impress. If I wanted to play games I would go buy myself a Scrabble set.
5. Visible changes duly noted when comparing self photos from the year 2001 and now, the most obvious being that the youthful innocence gone, gone with the years.
6. Regarding the country’s development, abandoned animals and social awareness, I find myself *gasp* caring.
7. Dull resignation when caught in a traffic jam. Of course the swear words still flow, but no more squeezing.
8. Fragility of life is as clear as it could be.
9. My no-kids policy is slightly wavering. Slightly.
10. The grey hair, oh the grey hair!
The signs are nigh.
Sometimes in life when you want to do the most narcissistic stunts, you’d call your friends right? Takkan you call your parents or assorted weird relatives; the former is to give you money until forever you grow up, the latter is to ask you when is your turn when you grow up.
The Stunt is at minishorts’, I only want to ride on the tailcoats of her fame show you some photos which I like, some of which I edited using Picasa. Photoshop in my hands becomes like the coagulated fat on my arse.
Without flash the photos from my camera are a tad grainy, and when you upload it to Flickr it becomes more grainy. Life sucks like that.
Here goes.

Wouldn’t you love to gaze into her eyes?

Or just jump on her if you are so inclined that way?

Waiting for her prince to come.

This photo was cropped upon request… hehehe.

Sigh I do take most wonderful photos.

I just like the effects on this. A bit like old school, I think.

We told her to stop posing and just be natural, her best angles. Of course it worked. A lot of nice photos of her like this one was taken without her knowledge.

Please date her before she eats KY’s camera.

Fireangel with n00b photographer.

Fireangel with l337 photographer.
We are pimping her here and here. Please show your love generously kthxbai.