Pagan Chee | the argot of an eidolon

Kiku Zakura Japanese Restaurant @ Mid Valley

While milling around in Mid Valley, ASL & me chanced upon this restaurant on the top floor, next to the Vietnamese restaurant. When we walked into this restaurant, a face-all-painted-up-geisha-lookalike-waitress greeted us at the entrance with a fake Japanese accented English. Mann, that face! Gave me a fright! (I tried to surreptitiously take pictures of her but failed… because she was always surrounded by other geisha-lookalike-waitresses)

view of d’entrance

So we got seated and been presented the menu. The set list that they’ve got is really amazing! Tons & tons of sets to choose from. Too many choices sometimes are a bad choice.

Impressive leh

First came the *free* appetizer – Jellyfish, some shellfish and octopus. So-so only.

ASL ordered the tempura udon & gyoza set. It’s normal, not too salty, not too tasteless.

I love this type of egg though…

I had the beef sukiyaki set. It was tooooooo salty that should I didn’t take rice with it, I will be completely bald by the time I finish the whole set.

Although the quality of food was so-so and the price is quite expensive, the waitresses were attentive. Give it a go if you run out of ideas to eat and feel like paying a little bit more.

So How Do I Rate It?
Food? 3/5
Beverages? 3/5
Service? 5/5
Price? 4/5
Promotion? iN/A

irritated! 2

And oh, I’m irritated at myself because I have no idea why I’m having a bad day.

irritated!

I’m irritated at the “stuck-in-the-rut” situation I’m in right now.
I’m irritated at the all the stupid floaters around me.
I’m irritated at the people who takes me for granted.
I’m irritated at all the things that I thought it was supposed to happen but didn’t happen.
I’m irritated at all the things that I felt like i was supposed to do but lack the guts to do it.
I’m irritated at anything that moves slowly.
I’m irritated at people who doesn’t make logical/reasonable judgment or course-of-actions.
I’m irritated at irresponsible folks who thinks only their time is precious.
I’m irritated at myself for not being able to make a decision.
I’m irritated at myself for not being able to do what I already know I should do.
I’m irritated at people who kept talking about their *same old shitty* problems over & over again, yet don’t do anything about it. (That’s why I’m irritated at myself too)
I’m irritated at people who thought that they knew everything about me. (How pompous can you be)
I’m irritated at people who act *SLOW*. Faster a bit can ah?
I’m irritated at the mess in my house.
I’m irritated at the stupid rules people make for themselves to cage themselves in.

So yeah, I had a bad day. And yeah, I’m a *SUPER* irascible person.
And right now, just don’t try to be funny with me.

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Are you malay?

…is what Loony’s cab driver asked her the first thing she got into the car, freshly back from Bangkok, Thailand. Now why did she have to speak to him in Malay at first place?

Anyway, after establishing the fact that loony’s in fact:
- a pure blood Chinese (not half-Malay, certainly NOT Indonesian!),
- working in KL (he actually thought loony’s working as an air stewardess or a model because loony “ada gaya”. Hohohohoho),
- originated from Malacca (apparently Malacca produces lots of pretty girls),
- has 3 siblings,
- not 23 years old but a little older than that (honestly, loony looks like 23yo? PUH-LEASE),
- single (but he said that loony’s so pretty, she didn’t have to worry about not being able to find a boyfriend. Hohohoho),
What, you think loony’s a fool? She gave him a little truths & more half-truths. No no no, half truths are NOT lies.) and passed loony his contact so she can call him anytime if she needs a cab to KLIA or LCCT, their conversation turned to why most Chinese woman nowadays, in their late twenties & early thirties, preferred to stay single.

According to the very chatty Cab Driver, they (his other customers of course) said that one, they haven’t found the Mr. Right; Two, they are really cynical about the whole marriage idea because they see all the failures in marriages around them.

Well, this is what loony thinks: Mr. Right? There are no Mr. Right in this world for any women. Why? ‘cos women (especially those highly educated and have a good job with high paying income) are somehow brainwashed to find a man that has to fit in their ‘perfect for me’ list. Now the thing is, even if this particular guy fit in their ‘perfect for me’ category, they might ended up in separate ways anyway. Why? ‘cos they forgot that all relationships have to be work on. It takes effort. It’s just like planting a flower seed. You think the flower’s going to grow up alright just by itself? Weeds, maybe. Not if you want to cultivate exotic orchids. So back to loony’s point, Mr. Right is only Mr. Right once you determined that you’re going to work on this particular relationship.

**disclaimer: loony is neither a women-hater nor a feminist. She’s just like to say what she thinks in a way she likes to write it.

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I’ve been tagged.. sweat

Well, I thought tagging is a spyware. Honestly. Have no idea how it works until MissMynx tagged me! ARGHHH! I’ve been tagged! Now I felt honour-bound to write a “I’ve been tagged” blog, dedicated to MissMynx ok! Haha (Thanks for loving my blog! *mwah*mwah*)

Anyways this is how it works:
• Each player must post these rules first.
• Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
• People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
• At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
• Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

These are 8 little facts about d’pagan:
- I cannot rear any pets for shit. They all died-ed on me. It is strictly absolutely no-way-it’s-going-to-be my fault
- I get super irritated when people do illogical stuff which I can’t make sense of. It defies reason!
- I read dictionary for fun when I was younger. Now I subscribe to dictionary.com for a new word a day. Yeah yeah, I’m a geek at heart.
- I only like to befriends people who has the same IQ & EQ, or higher, than I am.
- Thick-skinned, “lansi”, “diao geh”, sarcastic, or corny are all my middle name.
- I’m really fat when I was younger. And I do mean REALLY fat (oh shuddup).
- I like to put things in perspective for others, though not necessarily for myself. So don’t ask for my opinion if you can’t take the blunt & honest truth.
- I have my own little motto/principles of life, all collected & cherished through my passage of years thus far. One must learn from one’s mistake, no?

And i’m tagging along:
Ann Tu writes GREAT blog! Absolutely adore her Chinese blog.
Cathryn The Great isn’t afraid to blog about her own personal shit-hole or heavenly experience.
Ivy Chee likes to update her blogs with pieces of information she found on the web.
Ual-Nehpets-Werdna has a whacky sense of humour. Just look at his nick!
Vincent Chee only writes in Chinese now. (how reader-unfriendly) A shame though. His English is kinda good. (Afterall he’s my brother. It’s in our genes)
xQing blogs almost daily! You’ll find her blog irresistibly cute, if you read Chinese that is. 
Karla has finally found her reason of being in KL – to match make the expats from different countries!
Ee Leong just celebrated his 25th birthday and suddenly decided to detailed his life since he has goldfish (3 sec) memory lapse

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i found back my happiness!

Yesterday I said something’s missing from my life. Well, you can congratulate me now cos yesterday, I found back my long-lost happiness – shopping!

I haven’t been shopping for a longggg longgggggg time… i think about 3 months? *gasp!* Guys will NEVER understand what I’ve been through but you gals should know exactly what I’m talking about!

So on an impulse, I went to Cats Whiskers @ Hartamas & bought a whole set of new stuff. Suddenly my life isn’t so meaningless, suddenly everything seems better, suddenly, I’m happy. *big grinz*

So ladies, retail therapy works wonders ok! Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!

PS: White is new black now.

And oh, today, my toilet’s finally fix. And today, I finally hire somebody to clean my house! hohoho!! even my BALCONY is CLEAN!!

See how everything fits together nicely after I shop? hahaha.

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I’m the top 10th writer!

Yesterday, I suddenly found myself on the top 10 list of writers in The Local King

Woohoo!! I’m sooooo excited! Check out my ranking here mann!

Yes, I know I’m self-promoting, but this is the new era where silence is not gold anymore. So do go read my reviews, and…
:: if you find it interesting, rank it!
:: if you have comments, write them!

I’ll love you for writing / ranking!

"Sex And The City" & Men

For girls like me, “Sex And The City” is the singular shrine TV series that is therapeutic, healing as well as educational to me.

From Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte & Miranda:
- we learned that “he’s just not into you”;
- we learned that bad sex life will eventually crashed a marriage;
- we learned that no sex before marriage is a big no-no;
- we learned that there are actually cowardy guys that broke up with you in a ‘post-it’ note;
- we learned that we might still feel empty even though we might seemed to have everything;
- we learned that affairs are something that happened;
- we learned that every woman is a drama queen;
- we learned that no matter how crazy or deluded we might sound, we still deserved a good man.

My point is, Sex And The City is a life guidebook for single women.

So when today my guy friend told me he actually watched the whole season, I’m SOOOO impressed! Yep, impressed is the word. If only all guys watched SATC, our lives will be muchhh better.

… What do you mean you’ve never watched this series? Shame on you. Go get yourself a copy & start watching now!

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