Current Mood: Adventurous & Playful

BEWARE!

Approaching the white seasonal seasons tagging along with the chill, the civilian blessed the season with that one event where you probably have the hard racks, chicks and hungry wolves that comes in one package. We talked about chicks in their skimpy wears and skirts that gave you the Tsunami. The 2nd year running Xtreme Night at Bukit Jalil on a wet Saturday night was condensed with steaming euphoria, ecstasy and promiscuousness.

While the friends and i scooted around these heavy expensive metal horses that were accompanied hot chicks that rub themself quite seductively on these metal curvature, quenching your thirsts. It’s hard to have all the gentlemen that night settle down because…

IT-HIT-RIGHT-ON-THE-SPOT!

We have some of the familiar faces that came for that one same glorious reasons.

Haven’t seen Jess for quite some time, she caught sight of me lingering around and we chatted abit. Yeah gal, work that thang. Mr.Bean could never be that steamier with you around him.

We were photo shooting mad that night with hard payed models giving eyes contact to the gears, posing some with hoociness, some with evil fairy dusts and some steaming bitchiness.

And as we walked more, we spotted a huge groups near far end. Lights flashing with exclamations, all a sudden my body gave a jolt backward and I’ve got this reluctance to join the clique.

Me: I felt so “cheap” joining these people shooting models man.
Friend: Why?
Me: Don’t you think they look like a swarm of horny sperms trying to bang that one Ovum?
Friend: Who cares! Sperm mar Sperm lah!!! You paid the bloody twenty five bucks for these!

And he pushed me into the crowds, straight to the front, straight to the front of her pairs of feminism, shone in all gloriness under the limelights. And for that very spilt seconds, I didn’t regret of been all so cheaply “spermy”.

She made my twenty five bucks that night paid all worth it. (Note: By the way, isn’t that Victoria’s Secret?)

So, fellow wolves, which one is your favourite? Shhh! Don’t speak. I know exactly which one you like!

I drove, in the slow trails of Cat city’s traffic regardless there are plenty of spaces for you to drift but i vowed to lean on the state of mind instead, just like everyone here in Kuching does, driving their cars… remotely humming a verse from Cliff Richard’s Summer Holiday in this tingling frission of empathy.

Dum Dee Dum Dee Dum…

As i hovered along the roadside, scouting for what i remembered what Annna told me yesterday at Igloo as “Choo Choo Cafe” (?!?!), the best Laksa in town for our breakfast venue. I couldn’t caught sight of it anyhow. So i panic.

Me: Hello? Annna, what’s the name of the place we’re supposed to meet again?
Annna: It’s CHOO CHOO cafe!
Me: CHOO CHOO? As in CHOO CHOO TRAIN?
Annna: It’s just few shops away from Air Asia!
Me: I see Air Asia alright… I still don’t see any CHOO CHOO!
Annna: Look to your left!
Me: Where?!
Annna: Here! (waves madly)
Me: Huh! (swifted to my right)
Annna: LEFT!
Me: Oh?! (swifted to left, searching)
Annna: Here!!! (jumping madly and waving)
Me: Oh!
Annna: IN FRONT OF YOU YOU YOU YOU!
Me: OMG! I see you!

And there she was, standing in her baby blue singlet and her slim cut jeans. And right above, there those big prints hanging tall…

CHONG CHOON CAFE

Annna: You are late!
Me: I’m so sorry! Traffic jam!

And she gave me a killing long squints from the eyes, she didnt buy it.

Me: Okay fine. I lied. I overslept!

Dammit! How could i forget that there is no such thing as traffic jam in Kuching!

She gave me a winning smirk and ushered me into the cafe. There at a distance, Gladys in her red polo was hissing at me at my unpunctuality with a weirdly miniature shelled reptile in her palm. Ah Wong, is the name of her new pet, a dessert star tortoise.

We didn’t hassle much upon ordering what we’re coming for, one of the best Sarawak Laksa in town. The authentic vermicelli served in a bowl of self made thick creamy Sambal belacan-based curry gravy, traditionally garnised with Vietnamese coriander. Tickling your taste buds by the sour tamarind, the culinary made it deliberately a whole new differently experiences than the one you have for your Penang Laksa.

Allen Ang, my old school mates which i have not seen for almost six years now came an hour late later to join us. And the menacing us have decided to pull his legs by pre-ordering him the BIGGEST Teh C Peng (Teh Ais) available in the shop. Upon serving, you could see that startled face of his opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish suffocated from air.

And of course, that annoyingly cute tortoise became the highlight of the day. We were much entertained by his clumsy crawls and were throwing spinning poking tossing him around.

Annna loves this pet so much that she made him her new boyfriend?

Like bunches of naive kindergarden toddlers, we had a mad session of biology lesson identifying the genitals of the pet, and God knows how much we have learned that day!

Chong Choon Cafe
Abell Road, Kuching
Sarawak, East Malaysia

Direction: After Tun Jugah on your right and Sarawak Plaza on your left, straight on, notice your right, Chong Choon is just the corner shop sharing the row with Air Asia and Eu Yan Sang.

Current Mood: Boogie’d

I didnt divulged it to much people about it but as soon as this ended, i rushed quite impetuously to the airport and Ding! Before you know it, I’m already hot footing myself at the Kuching airport two hours later. It was a short personal trip, i had to come back on Saturday night and dashing off back to the West by Monday night.

Regardless the quick charge of rushing here and there during the short two days trip, I swear to the bottom of my heart that i never forget all about my friends in Kuching, and with that i squeezed out an afternoon high tea with familiar Cat’s City bloggers Annna Wong, Gladys Teo and Ben Moh at Igloo, King Centre Kuching.

Annna dared me with these infamous chocolate snowflakes exclusively puddled with raw egg yolks, and been not to showed my slightest embarrassment. I took the gut and actingly spooned myself with it without showing a twist in the face in front of these people. I could see them watching in admiration But god knows, deep inside me, i was screaming insanely for help I love it!

Kuching life is Sound of Music, you have all the time of the world, with birds chirping over your head and squirrels and bunnies hopping jolly behind your pace. Afternoon high tea with these bloggers are superlatively sprinkled with abandon recklessness, cleansing with slackening tranquility.

Annna Bella Wong, you might remember her as The Hottest Female Blogger’s Champ 2007, always my favorite charming me with her zealous hospitality and her iconic starry eyes. I think she just has this “Kuching” qualities in her that might lead her into becoming the next Cat’s City Icon. I mean… C’mon, let’s be frank, she’s a whole human-sized Balinese Cat incarnate alright?

Ben Moh, my first meet up with the charming dude that showered you with his musical talents. Somehow, girls just can’t stop spring spearing their feminine voyage watching at guys playing musical to them, can they? Especially those that does the Violin.

Gladys Teo, Annna’s beloved cousin that has always been one of my highest ranked commenter in splashmilk.com finally took some leisures for me and gosh, she just showered me with bottomless sweetness.

Later the day, we have Timothy and Ting joining the clique but it was such a shame not having the chance to take a photo with them before they went off. Sorry guys, hope to see you on my next home coming visit.