My Kinda Wedding

Peer pressure hits again.

A close friend of mine told me that she would be getting married this fall and I'm gonna be her 'bridesmaid'. I thought she was joking all the time but never thought she was serious about it. In fact, another close friend of mine also will be getting get married this summer. And I'm suspecting the red invitations are more to come especially from high school friends.

Well, alright they are settling down and leave me alone and lonely. If the law permits, you think I don't want to get married? Okay, assuming that gay marriage is allowed here, I don't want my wedding to be typical Chinese wedding with all those ýum sing' toast and chaperon taking the spotlight all the time. Don't judge me - I'm proud to be Chinese but not for wedding.


What about walking the aisle at cathedral like Jay Chou did?





It is every one's fairy tale to walk down the aisle at a cathedral with Prince Charming. It is really romantic but not for me since it's rather too holy.

Personally for me, I would prefer something simple but pleasant, not too pompous but serene, not too grand but something natural - just like below:






Oh my god, Edward looks so pale. Someone call the doctor. Oh wait, he's a vampire. I know I'm sucker for Twilight Saga but Edward and Bella wedding is what I really want. Okay, since there are no vampires on this very Earth, just forget it.

What I really want for my wedding is:

To take wedding photos here:

And here:

To hold my reception here (in Malaysia)

With lots of flowers - only this kind:

With the sky in orange:

Though it looks simple but i know it will never happen since forbidden by the law and society which I'm living in. Rainbow perfectly epitomizes gay people, it looks colourful but it's just an illusion. Gay folks are always trying to reach the rainbow but they will never achieve it.

22 Again

It was indeed the Party of The Century when the media and socialites congregated at Empire City for my birthday. Nah, i don't have the fame and fortune to throw a huge birthday party.

But it was a night of frenzy and glamour at Empire City on my birthday. Apparently, there was a preview of Empire City, the 30 acre of mixed development of an ultimate spot for  dining, meeting, shopping and relaxing. Even Paris Hilton herself attended this preview to enliven the party.

For my birthday wise, it wasn't that extravagant - just a simple dinner with ex-colleagues and friends and it was all that matter.

Maybe because I'm aging, birthday to me is just a reminder that I'm another year older. Compared to those good old days like 18th and 21st birthday, I was pretty happy back then for every 23rd Jan. There's a saying goes "A year older, a year wiser" - I don't see any point in my life is getting wiser. Maybe I set my bar too high for myself that's why I rarely got any self-satisfaction.

Anyhoo, special thanks to my bosses, colleagues, ex-colleagues, my boo and my friends who made my 22nd birthday so memorable. You guys are great!

Look at my wrinkled hands

Sweet 22 at Inside Scoop

Birthday dinner at Subak. It was one of the secluded and most quiet restaurant I ever been. It was literally located in the middle of the hill/jungle in Kampung Penchala

I wanna be

It was pretty interesting to do some research on those young lifestyle bloggers. They are young, clad the most recent fashion and style, eat the most expensive food and i think pretty rich too. Honestly, I have green eyes and why some corporates sponsor me to do something like travelling or dining?

 Some people were just born lucky ain't it? So young but they already have successful career in the blogsphere.But how long this blog conduit could last? Nothing will stay forever.

I just wonder, do these blogger have this ambition to be famous bloggers when they were younger or just by chance?

I still could recall when I was very young that I wanted to be a pilot. I wanted to soar up in the skies and go around the world. But after 911 , my innocent ambition vanished just like the twin towers. I was like "Gosh, being a pilot could be so dangerous'.

Then, as I went into the high school, I wanted to be a doctor. So I indulged myself with all the sciences - biology, chemistry and physic. I scored pretty well in my examinations. But as I memorized all the facts and laws, it seemed that my creativity was cut off. Sciences for me were rather in the book, you could not out of boundaries.

As I was forcing myself to study science and thanks to my many heartbreaks during the younger days, I developed this interest to write. To share with you, I started to blog 10 years ago (through three persona) but sadly, I never get famous.

With my newly discovered talent in writing, so I took up mass comm - though my major was PR but most of the subjects were journalism, well it was really a boon for me. But I didn't have any luck in finding a job in journalism, as a last resort, I got a job in PR and the rest is history.

So here I am blogging this boring blog after six years in PR industry. After six years in industry, my parents still have no idea what I am doing - they are still thinking that  i'm doing advertising. Nothing much to shout about and ain't glamorous. But I'm glad I have been telling many stories throughout my journey :)


My birthday is just two days away, nothing much for birthday wish. If you insist for me to make one, I really wanna be Kim K, being so rich and famous by doing nothing.

Change Ahead

"Don't you ever wish you were someone else....something something...and I hope you always stay the same coz there's nothing about you I would change"

Gosh, this song was first aired like 15 years ago - how time flies. As the song encourages us to stay the same but ask yourself how hard it could be to stay the same? Sometimes the phrase 'stay the same does not bring any positive connotation.


Well of course, from the day of this song was first aired until now, I changed a lot. Aside from my physical appearance in which I grew a bit taller and a bit horizontal, I guess I'm not happy-go-lucky anymore. The world for me is like a  fading sun ray in the middle of cloudy day. Peer pressure does hit me sometimes and sometimes the jealously turns me into green-eyed monster. Well, if the jealously hits so tremendously, I need to tell myself and repeat it to myself that I'm just wasting my time. Sometimes, I'm ahead and sometimes I'm behind. The race is long and in the end, it's only me that matters.

Inevitably, people around us could not stay the same either - they change. I'm not God so I can't control or dictate how people evolve. Though people come and go throughout my life but I still could recall most of them. Some have gone and some remain. Some irritated me and some whom I discovered they are bunch of good people. But who am I to judge people around me since I don't have the wisdom to do so. But it's indeed sad and annoyed that when you realized that people whom you cherish so much do not reciprocate the way it seems. Gratitude is hardly come by which is given but simple gesture of acknowledgement is all I ask for.

P/S: Though it's just short-span of one year or more of knowing you guys but I really thankful that my bitches are planning for my birthday's eve! I hope they are really planning or else....

Generic New Year's Resolutions

I was driving slow on Sunday morning and there was this radio DJ gave top five of the most generic New Year's resolutions and there were; slimming down, travelling abroad, promotion/increment, to engage in a relationship and I forgot the remaining.

But anyway, I guess you and me share the same generic resolutions above but we hardly keep it to ourselves or resilient enough to make it happen or we totally forgot of what promises we made on first day of the year.

Come to think of it, I already materialized two of the mentioned resolutions. Yes, I'm in a relationship. And today, I'm very delighted to share with you that I started my new job with a new title. So yeah, I pretty much nailed two of the generic resolutions.

So what's left? Let's see. Oh yeah, slimming down. As contrary to what people think of me recently, I'm not fat. You see, when you were a kid, you grew horizontally but when your teenage days are over, you just grow vertically. Yeah, I'm still growing.

Alright, alright ...I admit it. I put on weight like a flat tyre just got inflation. However, never a second that I look down on my physique nor I got jealous when my Facebook is filled with those faggots who are so poor who could not afford to buy a shirt so they post their body pictures to seek attention so people could buy shirts for them (disclaimer: not attacking my beloved close friends, models, professional shots and you just so happened at the beach/swimming pool). My physique is not dictated by how people view me nor the number of likes for my pictures in FB or Instagram. I feel sorry for those who caught up in the peer pressure that being gay is to have nice body. Day in and day out go to gym, drink this and drink that and brandishing their bodies just to have a fit body to fit into this cycle.

Seriously, I always have this vision that someone who being a gay is happy and have outstanding intelligence like Tim Cook. |But sadly, the pool is polluted with a bunch of shrimps (got body but no brain).Honey, just put your shirt on ok?

Nevertheless, I'll slim down because I still need to fit into my adored shirts and pants and my mom told me so.

What else? Oh yeah, travelling. So I promised myself that I'll try to travel at least once a year which I have been doing for past four years.Though it was just close by but at least i had fun in different cities with different cultures. I'm not sure about this year but I shall dream big. Maybe pay a visit to Paddington bear or just Mickey Mouse again.

Actually I have other resolutions but the best is to be kept in silence.

It's late at night and I'm blogging this lonely New Year entry in my room. Let me share a video with you, a song by Sir Paul McCartney. Like this song goes, You were waiting this moment to arise, blackbird fly. 

Fly high and happy new year.