The Story Is Here. Melbourne The Reprise.
Good Day Mates!
Yes…am finally back after a 7hr long flight from Melbourne yesterday. Touched base with Singapore at about midnight yesterday and which include timings for security clearance. I hope you guys have been good and not naughty during “my absence” for a week, and hope you have enjoyed my reluctantness of blogging whilst I have seized all activities of blogging during my trip. Fun aye?
I know you frequent visitors…tsk tsk tsk.
Nevertheless, the trip was awesome and of course, as promised, pictures! NOW, I will not elaborate much about the trip as I have carefully selected the best pictures for your viewing pleasure, damn it!
My thanks and credits goes out to these following lovely ppl, whom w/o them, my trip will not be an ease. Veronica, thank you so much for the friendship and showing me ard the city. Robert Fraresso, for being such a darling in my accomodations, preparing my programmes around the country, and inviting me to Purr and dumping the both of us in “Love Machine”! Love ya! Glenn & Marie Trollope, you guys are sweet darlings and I can’t wait to see you guys back here in Singapore next year for the big event!
Here goes. Enjoy!
15A Dow Street. Thats where I was accomodated. Nice and cute loft!
Nice living room. Simple as a bachelor.
When I first walked into the house, I was captivated by this painting. Robert just had to snigger. Purr-ish!
And the kitchen. Yup, you bet tht these 2 do a lot of take-outs!
Yours sincerely, Veronica.
Hot Mocha anyone?
Renetta from Glamourous Cosmetics. She is a darling!
Victoria State Library.
Hell yeah with books! Look…Im farting on it now!
Japanese for a day! Haaaaaaaaaaik!
What’s the difference between Burger King and Hungry Jack’s? Nothing! They made us all hungry everytime during winter!
St Paul’s Cathedral.
Federation Square.
Look how cool their trams are. I can even swing from side to side..and maybe a pole dance?….Anyone?
And of course, who can forget the public toilet. There is always a “singing” toilet when u need one. Yeah, swtiches on the music once u walk in. And when ur done, get out…and it acts like a huge washing machine – as it cleans and washes the whole room!
Off to the zoo, zoo, zoo…How about you, you, you??….
A darling. Took leave just to bring me to the zoo. To see SLEEPING KOALAS! Damn it!
I was too afraid that our friends from Australia, will give me a good flip back. And tht was good enough – for being that close!
Literally it means: Wild Elephants! Be CAREFUL! I was amazed for their good usage of Malay in Malaysia. Australia I mean.
Ohhhmmmm….
I was pointing to birds. Yes I did and so no questions about it.
Melbourne Convention Exhibition Centre.
Myer – Their version of our Robinsons!
And…..David Jones – their version of our CK Tangs!
Mademoiselle parked in Melbourne as well..
And Hugo was a craze!
Who would have thought you will find these rare gems – Zam Zam & Es Teler! Goodness!
Her Majesty Theatre.
The skyscrapers of Melbourne above Flinders Station.
Melbourne Aquarium.
My early breakfast with my DoughBOY! Yes..and I am not wrong about my spelling error here.
Awwww..don’t we all need this. I shall give these to my girls laaaaaaaah in Singapore. You know who you are aaaaaaaaahhh.
The Arts Centre.
National Gallery Of Victoria…Sweeeeet!
…and I have too many important things to think of rather than brood! – The Socialite.
I saw this great great great marketing tool in Federation Square. It makes u soooo super QRious! Even the manager, who is handsome dude btw, will not even release any details to me…as much I flash my passport to him! Nur…great marketing shit right?
And of course, what a great course to fight for! I signed it, and left my number with short notes – Asian, Single, looking for cute Aussie! Hahahahahah!
And when Friday hit me right…its time to paaaaaaaaartaaaaay! First up, Veronica’s financial end party! Goodie Baddie theme!
The Angel and Devil in disguise.
And they call me Gabriel. That stopped me for awhile.
Osama. Hahahahah!
Princess Diana. *takes a kurtsy*
Party it up!
More party raves! And offfff…we went to the anticipated party of Purr. My love and thanks to Robert for the invitations. And I swear I will get a good spank for these upcoming photos when it says NO PHOTOGRAPHY, flashed right on my face…
Mr Policeman.
Veronica & Andrew.
TS. Isadhora. Veronica.
Well it was thaaaaaaaaaat hot in the room. And certainly, I will save the best pictures for the last.
I was his Cleopatra…not until…
Miss Veronica decided to take centre stage!
And with this being the 56th picture of this trip, do you know…he is 56 years old…and damn it…he looks damn hot! I was estatically breathing hard when I see…eheeeemm eheeeem….Ohhhhhhh no!
*nose bleed and froze to ice!*
And yes. The chosen 56 pictures for your viewing pleasure which took me a darn long day to edit and resize! But nevertheless…am planning my next escapade anytime soon. Watch out for this space!
The Story Is Here. In Melbourne.
Finally, the long awaited trip has arrived. And it was 4.45am sharp and upon arrival at Melbourne International Airport that I was greeted by my best friend, Veronica. And definitely a darling who has made so much efforts in getting a car just to pick me up, and Robert, the owner of Purr, who has to constantly send Veronica too many text messages just to wake her up and make sure I was attended to!
The 7hr flight to Melbourne was quite a challenging one – a lil turbulence, but what can be more worse than being stuck in the centre aisle seat with 3 old men who had to make too much noise, when all are fast asleep. I was referring to their “operatic opus” – SNORE!
Nevertheless, I was whisked away to Veronica’s place – definitely simple and minimalistic, and flamboyant art pieces of women, men and orgy – YEAH you got that right..orgy babehh all smitten on the walls Robert’s home.
With the weather making up its mind to set in between of 9-10deg, we had so much to cht and catch up. And Robert was still not back from Purr, as he had to manage it.
8am – was when we know that “Hey..its Melbourne, and we had to do something!” and off we go to places and eating simple Aussie food – against beating the weather.
And come to even think about it – I have made my shawls in FULL UTILIZATION now!
I did all the things which I have always wanted to do. And I will keep all of you in suspense – i.e pictures!
By 4pm, we rushed home as it was getting a little too dark, and shops are close by 5pm anyway – and Robert was up and awake from his last party! He is indeed a sweetie and he had planned the programme, for Veronica to do, during my 1 week of stay here.
Robert: Babe. I want you to stop thinking about work, and enjoy yourself. And Friday will be the one!
And so, here is what I am going to do:
- 1. Im gonna keep enjoying myself. No work and other related issues.
- This will be my only blog entry till I come back.
- And the pics will be up by then!
So fun kan!? Ah ah I know. I love to kill all of you.
I wanna send my love and thanks to Mama, Fai, Kurn, Nur, Mushadad and Bai for sending me off at the airport. I have begun to miss you guys and felt handicapped for awhile but, I guess I need the deserved break. After so long and so much of “shit” I have been through. Let me sort out my peace. Let me be happy.
Ada orang tu jahat eh…make me cry! I don cry for a reason tau…
The Story Is Here. Success Is Sleep.
The Eagles Services Asia 10th Anniversary Dinner at Shangri-La was a huge success. Even now as at 4am, I have just reached home from the hotel to give my celebratory thanks and love to all whom have been so good and managed the event so well. That if it were to be me alone, I might have been dead, by now!
Vivien is a darling to pair up and b**ch whilst waiting for time to pass, and Hossan and Paul, a funny duo indeed. Well done guys, and I am looking forward to better working relationships with u!
It started out as early as 10 am in the morning, and if I have reached home only at 4 am the next day, can u even imagine how many hours was I at the hotel?…Gracious me!!!
Glitches are normal, and some unforgivable and unforseen ones, but nevertheless, we were quick to cover up everybody’s asses! With Ryan, managing the team of ushers just fine, and to having Fai, Kurn, Azahari and Amin coping so well with nasty guests at the reception/registration and Serene….yess Serene…we need ppl like her to take lots of picture and create better justice to herself – CAM WHORE!
When I was give utmost honour to say my favourite line – IT’S A WRAP! nothing beats to any better feeling of eh eh eh…today’s flight to Melbourne. My thanks and love to the so many well wishes, like as though I might not come back ah…but then, I still love you guys, and accept them from the bottom of my heart!
Pictures are on the loose, and when all is done up, I will update the funny and behind-the-scene moments in Shangri-La Hotel.
All I know now – is SLEEP! Legs are aching, muscles are soring and I am at the verge of totally forgotten for my flight. I hope not.
Out To Go!
3 meetings in a row. Out the whole day.
A date with Junaidi.
3pm meeting @ Shangri-La with ESA.
6.30pm meeting @ Hyatt with Hossan Leong.
8pm meeting@ Shangri-La with Ushers.
And I need the extra focus to do final works to the event – few more hours and I’m off!
My thanks and love to: Serene, Ryan, Fairuzah, Kurniawan, Azahari and Amin for being such darlings and helping out in this event! I seee everyones gelling up preety well aye!
Special love goes to: Nur, for helping me “clear” some of my undesired paper works which I hated and I will rather sit down and knit or cross stitch! *cross legs* I duno what will I do w/o you for the lucky draw bits!
And all my friends: too many to mention for understanding my nature of work and the love of me; in always rejecting your meetups/appointments. Im a workaholic…DIIEEEEEEE!!!
So till then, I pray to Him, that all will be fine later, and let me breath slowly after which.
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Melbourne = Hours to count!
Date/Day: 210608 Time 7.45pm Flight: Qantas Q10, Changi Airport Terminal 1.
Random Lunch.
Whilst I was too busy with work and seeing numbers and more numbers non stop, someone smsed me this:
“i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u, i love u. No need to reply, u know i am thinking of u.”
Nooooow….let’s see. How many guys are as compassionate as this? Let me know if you have found the nearest ones.
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Coincidental do happens. Common friends do come to a standard surprise. But definitely, getting all silent is a relation with a friend whom he knows. I am so surprised, that I’m speechless.
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Utterlicious, thanks so much for assisting in my work, and yes…you have indeed been such a great help! I might just died on spot with the amt of wrkload which is madness lah!
Convent Convert.
I meant to write this a lil sooner yesterday, but I had to pack my bags and luggage for the anticipation (trip)!
FINALLY!
Fathers’ Day was indeed a different one of its kind this year, where even before the brightest sun is up, to shout : FUCK YOU! WAKE UP YA ALL!…I was even up by 5 am. Not about being excited about Fathers’ Day but all because that I have to finish up some work before I begin on my retreat.
All my sisters (yes, I have 4 sisters as a matter of a fact) met and we are whisked away by my brothers in law to Sentosa! Hw interesting!? Of course, for some, they had the utmost pleasure of being there before me!
Anyway, it was pure family entertainment which disables me to:
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Tan in my BODS mini briefs
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Start ogling at cute guys and smile innocently,but still maintaing my best composure
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Curse and swear and have sensuos talks if needed
I was handicapped and I felt like a convent girl, tanning in my berms. I might as well tann in a sari, and not knowing where my tannlines are, riiiiiiiiiiiiight!?!? With all due respect to my mum and sisters in headscarf, I wanted to take my mini briefs and tie it ard my head as well. Ohhhhhh…I had a batik fabric all wrapped ard me, don worry!
But then again, it was fun with all my nephews and nieces, being all nice and cuddly to their one and only uncle that it makes u so much appreciated. Young uncle oi!
Simple ppl, simple stuff. We shall do it again! I don care. You know who!
After Melbourne. Set!
Melbourne = 3 days in count!
Let’s Play Catch Up.
Thanks for the evening of sarcasm, bitching and endless fire fighting. I never knew officers are that much of a busybody themselves aye?
Enjoy your trip flight back to Canada, Martin!
Talking about flights…oh goodness. I have not packed a single thing at all for the trip, besides meeting Mr. Sergeant for a date tomorrow. Oops!
It’s been awhile. Might as well lah huh. Im estatic and excited…ah ah..reeeaaaaallllyyy!!!
