Showing posts with label Masirah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Masirah. Show all posts
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Geylang Food Bazaar: First touch for 2009
Everything had to be done in a jiffy. Right after Maghrib, Mas was asking me to accompany her go get some food for her Sahur tomorrow morning, right before she goes to work. And i, personally wasnt planning to spend too much time in Geylang.
2005hrs : Final conclusion on the phone
2009hrs : Out from the shower
2017hrs : First crank of the engine
2032hrs : At Mas's place
There was this ongoing challenge that Mas offered indicating that i cant reach her place by 8.30. True enough. I was 2 minutes late and all thanks to excellent driving from taxi drivers who hog the first lane of the expressway, going at 80-ish km/h. Thanks. I continue...
2040hrs : Reached Geylang Serai. Parked the car.
2042hrs : Look at my upcoming house thats undergoing painting.
2043hrs : Push through the crowd. Yes, the crowd had already started although half of the shops are still not open yet.
2045hrs : Buy dendeng! DENGDENG!!
2048hrs : Buy burung puyuh for my brother.
2049hrs : Say hi to Encik Sabri, 1st Div RSM.
2055hrs : Mas got some keropok lekoh and mango juice. I got burger ramli special. Yum yum....
Kinda regret not drawing out more cash before i went to fetch Mas. So with limited cash and even more limited time, i had to rush and make do. Luckily Mas got to work on time and i got my cravings fulfilled for the nite.
PS: As i was getting the burung puyuh, there was this group of young boys pointing out to the array of delicacies being displayed, going, "Eewwww, eewww. Err-singh. Err-singh". They were not older than 12 and at such a young and tender age, they have already proved to the world that they are indefinitely gonna grow up to be assholes. So so rude. I congratulate thee for in the future, you are the ones who will be dominating all the MRT seats with 1 leg up and with you picking at your scabs and toe jam and with your plastic bag conquering the seat right next to you. How refine...
2005hrs : Final conclusion on the phone
2009hrs : Out from the shower
2017hrs : First crank of the engine
2032hrs : At Mas's place
There was this ongoing challenge that Mas offered indicating that i cant reach her place by 8.30. True enough. I was 2 minutes late and all thanks to excellent driving from taxi drivers who hog the first lane of the expressway, going at 80-ish km/h. Thanks. I continue...
2040hrs : Reached Geylang Serai. Parked the car.
2042hrs : Look at my upcoming house thats undergoing painting.
2043hrs : Push through the crowd. Yes, the crowd had already started although half of the shops are still not open yet.
2045hrs : Buy dendeng! DENGDENG!!
2048hrs : Buy burung puyuh for my brother.
2049hrs : Say hi to Encik Sabri, 1st Div RSM.
2055hrs : Mas got some keropok lekoh and mango juice. I got burger ramli special. Yum yum....
Kinda regret not drawing out more cash before i went to fetch Mas. So with limited cash and even more limited time, i had to rush and make do. Luckily Mas got to work on time and i got my cravings fulfilled for the nite.
PS: As i was getting the burung puyuh, there was this group of young boys pointing out to the array of delicacies being displayed, going, "Eewwww, eewww. Err-singh. Err-singh". They were not older than 12 and at such a young and tender age, they have already proved to the world that they are indefinitely gonna grow up to be assholes. So so rude. I congratulate thee for in the future, you are the ones who will be dominating all the MRT seats with 1 leg up and with you picking at your scabs and toe jam and with your plastic bag conquering the seat right next to you. How refine...
Labels:
Food,
Geylang Serai,
Masirah
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Futsal session
Labels:
Ah Chong,
Belle,
Futsal,
Hery,
Iscannda,
Masirah,
NWA,
Pian Betet,
Yan Carlos
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Ripped off




No names shall be mentioned but vivid description is a plenty. If you feel like in the mood for mediocre tasting food with a Hollywood celebrity price, go to this place. This place is crap. The durians that they sell taste like crap. Uncle crappy who serves you comes with a complementary "sialan" face, its on the house yaw'll. And did i mentioned, the durians here are crappy? You can most definitely get better tasting durians in Geylang, which is just a couple of blocks down the road. And its definitely gonna be cheaper. $50 per durian, WTF? What fertilizer did you use for this fruit; steroids? I'd rather spent the money at Prive along Keppel Bay Dr. At least you know where your money is going and the staff that serves you are forever smiling. 2 thumbs down for this place (boo!). Go for it if you got crappy taste.
PS: Lain kali, nak minta tolong biar ikhlas because Mas certainly did it willingly.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Chocolat Frenzy




In the middle of the night, where else could i possible satisfy my sudden craving for chocolat? Besides 7-11, Cheers, Petrol Stations or any other 24hr retails? Yup, you've guessed it. MUSTAFA!! When i got there, a whole array of chocolate greeted me; aisle after aisle worth of sinful pleasure. The initial plan was to grab and go, but i think i took a good 15 minutes to finally decide on one. In the end, i settled for the Creme Brulee. Have yet to taste it, though. Maybe later...
Sunday, July 12, 2009
The rainy weekend







Perhaps it was the fact that my body was still aching from the last gym session. Perhaps it was the rainy weather. Perhaps, being the pemalas that i am... i almost didnt want to leave the solace of my own room (even though it was the weekends + payday). But knowing me, i could never keep still at a particular place for too long. My choices were quite straightforward thankfully; either Zouk or every other thing in this world. I opt for the latter. Off i went to meet up with boys to bowl. Initially we wanted to bowl at Kallang Leisure Park. But just by driving along the carpark, the crowd was enough to put us off. The entire carpark was full can you imagine? SO Plan B was to go to ECP. Unsurprisingly, there was a long que ahead of us. I gave them my name and number and they said they'd call the moment there is an empty lane. So off we went again; a Plan B for the original Plan B (Would that be Plan C?). So anyways Plan BB/C was to go and play pool. Another EXPECTED turn of event, there was a waiting list for pool too. YAY! Luckily the wait wasnt too long. So we had a couple of games before the nice people from the bowling alley gave me a call. So off we went yet again to the bowling alley. Despite the fact that this place has been around for quite some time and despite the fact that the balls were all bopeng-ed and the lanes were unstable and the pins fall as and when they like, we still had fun playing. The ambience gave a very nostalgic feel and that difference in environment gave me a personal breath of fresh air. Bowling in East Coast Park was nice; and doing it with good friends was just a bonus.
PS: We had a special guest, the drummer from the local band "Merah", Amer, also joined us and he scored the highest, power giler...
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Double date with the old love birds







This is Md Noor and Sabrina. They've been officially married for 10 years. Congratulations to them both for celebrating their anniversary. May the love get sweeter and stronger. God bless
Labels:
Camera Phone,
Downtown East,
Food,
Masirah,
Md Noor,
Movies,
Sabrina,
Self,
Station
Friday, May 22, 2009
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