Dinner @ Marque's

I finally lost my virginity last night ........................................................................................................................................TO ONE OF THE BEST FINE DINING RESTAURANTS IN AUSTRALIA, BABYYY!! Lolz...gotcha, didn't I?

It was the first time ever that I've eaten at a fine dining restaurant. The restaurant is called Marque and according to the 2009 Australian Restaurant Guide, Marque is in the Top 6 across Australia. Not to my surprise, the food was more than excellent....it was almost orgasmic! Why almost, you might wonder? Well, to be honest, I didn't like the cheese course. The cheese kinda tasted like aerosol.

I went to Marque's together with Vivien, Bryant and Fiorn. The dinner was an 8 course meal...8 tiny little portions I might add. 3 entrees, 4 mains, and 1 dessert. It took us almost 4 hours to complete the 8 courses. That was the longest dinner I've ever had in my life. But truth be told, it didn't seem that long. We were enjoying random conversations over dinner....very Western style...instead of the very typical Asian style, whereby all dishes come out at the same time and everyone gobble their food like a ghost during Hungry Ghost Festival. You know what I mean. And you're not even allowed to talk so much during dinner. It's rude la kononnya!

So..we had a half bottle of French red wine...very expensive half bottle of red wine. Though it was already the cheapest one. But what the hell...what's fine dining without wine? But thank God it was one hell of a red wine....I don't normally like red wine, but that one seemed alright to me.


This was our first appetizer dish. It's called "Chaud-Froid Free Range Egg". The waitress explained to us that the dish consists of 5 elements that stimulates the palate. "sweet, sour, salty, hot and cold." It was goooooooodddd!!! Oohh la laaaa!!

As for the second entree dish, I think we forgot to take a picture of it. And damn it...that was my 2nd favourite dish. It's called "Almond Jelly with Blue Swimmer Crab, Almond Gazpacho, Sweet Corn and Herring Roe." The crab tasted so good...it was like something I've never tasted before. But I thought the taste of the almond jelly was a little too strong. But overall, the dish was definitely one of my favourites.


This entree is called "Octopus Nicoise with Passionfruit and Pineapple Sage." This dish is a very refreshing entree and the ingredients blend in very well together. However, I'm not a big fan of octopus. So I didn't enjoy it as much as I'd liked to.


Now this was our first main course, which is called "Cured Ocean Trout with Coleslaw, Lemon and Dill Jelly. The trout was served cold and raw.


The second main course is called "Duck Liver with Duck Ham, Onion and Charred Leek. Now this is the kinda dish I could get used to. I thought duck liver tasted like any other liver, except that it's more tender and the taste was less overpowering. Overall, great dish.



As for this dish, it's called the "Roast Jurassic Quail with Black Lip Abalone, Chocolate Feuilletage and Celeriac." I can say that this might just be my favourite dish. The quail was so tender and flavorsome...I totally didn't expect it. When you see Quail and Chocolate...you'd think that it would be a weird combination. But the combination is actually pretty awesome. I loved this dish so much that I wanted more! But of course I wasn't entitled to another portion. Bottom line....YuMMiLiCiOuSZzZzzZ!!!


This final main of the day is "Poached Veal Loin with Root Vegetables, Smoked Parsnip and Wakame." Veal is baby cow's meat, if I'm not mistaken. I kinda like veal...I think it tastes better than beef. It's not as heavy or flavorsome as beef, but it's got its own unique taste and texture to it. I think it's something different, and I like it.

There was an optional cheese course after main couse was over. The cheese dish is called "Bleu del Moncenis (Piedmont, Italy) with Apple Jelly and Konbu." Basically, it's a type of blue cheese from Italy. You know blue cheese...it stinks, big time!! But this one didn't stink as much. When you take a bite and try to taste it, the result of it is kinda tasteless in the beginning. But when the cheese starts to kick into your palate, you will find that it tastes like aerosol. Really!! Even Fiorn agrees! She actually suggested it first!!


This is a pre-dessert, according to the waitress. It's called "Sauternes Custard." I hated this dessert. It's too damn sweet. I had two spoons of it and I gave up on it. The caramel on top was too sweet. The custard was very smooth, though. But I'm not a big fan of custards...so I couldn't enjoy it anyway.


The final dish of the day, "Poached Strawberries with Raspberries, Liqourice, Yoghurt Sorbet, and Vermouth." Now this is a dessert I could never get sick of. The yoghurt sorbet was marvellous. They only served us a little scoop. I almost wanted to ask the waitress if I could have some more. Mmmmm....yummy!!!


This is a menu that they gave to us at the end of our meal. It's funny...they only showed the menu to us at the end of service, instead of the beginning. They said they wanna give us a surprise. But what the hell, they've already explained every dish each time they serve us a dish. There's no surprise whatsoever. Plus, we've already checked the menu online before we came.


Vivien and me - Dinner @ Marque's


Bryant and Fiorn - Dinner @ Marque's

So..those were all the dishes we had for dinner at Marque's. It was a great experience for me....and quite a funny one at the beginning. Coz me and Viv were figuring how to dress up. Since it's a fine dining restaurant, it's kinda common sense to assume that a dress would be a minimum requirement. But then again, I guess we over-estimated our common sense...there's no need to wear a damn dress to that place. It's has a semi-formal setting and ambience...a dress might be a little too grand for a dinner out with friends. But of course if it was a romantic date, then a dress would be a minimum requirement. Imagine me in a dress....kekekekekekek!!!

The most painful part of the night....was when the waiter handed us the check. OUCCCHHHHHHHHH!!!! It was brutal...very brutal!! But then again...not unexpected. This dinner cost me my entire week's pay. But no matter what you say...it was worth every dime.

Oh ya...did I also mention that while we were waiting for Bryant and Fiorn to arrive at the restaurant, me and Viv saw a Karaoke bus! OMIGOD....it's sooo hilarious!! Hahahah!! The bus is actually equipped with karaoke necessities, such as mics, TV, karaoke player, etc. And these ppl were just singing on the bus! And might I add...they were "sumbang"! And you know what the funniest part was?? The bus driver had a microphone in front of his mouth, and he had to sing along too!! LOLZ!! And that driver was actually so into the song, he honked according to the beat of the song that was playing. So damn hilarious man!!! OHHhh...they were singing "Behind these hazel eyes" by Kelly Clarkson!! AHAHHAHAHAHHA!! Funny laaaa!!!

So basically, that was the best Saturday night I've ever had....since a really long time. Coz I had to work during most Saturdays...so it's been a while since I had such a great time. Looking forward to another night like this.

I guess I should stop now. Tune in again next time. Cheers!

Why fcukin' bother??

I can only spend a maximum of half an hour to write today's post, coz I still gotta practise for my guitar lesson tomorrow at 9am in the morning. Damn it...who the hell takes guitar lessons at 9am in the morning. Plus, it's normally about half an hour drive to my guitar teacher's place, and considering the rush hour in the morning, it'll probably take an hour. Sigh...the things I'm willing to do to become a musician.

So..I just came back from work a while ago...and today was a pretty bad day at work. Well, it's not bad bad...but it's bad. Well, I actually realized today, that I have a "chef's temper". When things go bad, I throw tantrum and swear my lungs out. Somewhat like Gordon Ramsay. Hah...I'm a big fan! Anyway...this is what happened today. Some guests ordered food from my colleague and when I delivered it, they said that it's not what they wanted. Typical scenario in the food and beverage industry. Well, it's usually no big deal in these scenarios, coz we could tell the chefs to make another one for the guests. But I don't know why I got so pissed off about this today, and I just kept swearing and throwing stuff around....well, like what Gordon Ramsay does in his kitchen when things don't go his way. Okay...lemme make this clear...I wasn't trying to imitate him. It really affected my nerves and I got so mad when this happened. Everyone could see that I was damn pissed off...and nobody has ever seen me like that before....everyone was actually afraid of me. Even my manager didn't dare to come near me.

For the entire time, I just kept adding the word "fuck" in every single sentence I say. My colleague told me afterwards, when I calmed down, that it was the first time she heard me swear so much. Haha...I laughed out loud. It's true. I don't normally swear so much. So afterwards, when I calmed down, I was thinking to myself, why the hell did I get so angry? There was no particular reason that I had to be so angry about. It was just a common miscommunication between my colleague and the guest, and the matter can be easily resolved. But why was I still so angry?

Well...I've got 2 theories. First one, I am a very short-tempered person, which may or may not have been a result of genetic inheritance from my father. But who am I kidding...o'course it's genetic! My dad has the worst temper in the whole family and amongst his siblings...and I probably will top him in the next few years, when I start workin' in a professional kitchen with maximum pressure from the heat and getting all the food cooked in perfection. Trust me...my temper will be as bad as Gordon Ramsay's(a Scottish man, I might add) in the next few years.

Second theory, I have anger issues. This is more of a bigger problem, coz this time, it's not genetic....it's psychological! I do not wish to mention where the source of my anger issues come from, but most shrinks will tell you that it probably is a result of your childhood. 'Nuff said.

So...whether or not it's genetic or psychological, I gotta admit that I've got a temper problem. I'm not saying that it's all bad....but if only I could transfer all these anger and temper into running a professional kitchen in the future, I SWEAR...I can be as good as Gordon Ramsay by the time I'm 30 years old. I don't know if you understand what I mean, but all I'm saying is that, if only I could transfer all these negative prospects of my life into something that yields positive results, this temper problem will still remain...but it will remain as a positive aspect of my life! You get it??!! I'll give you an analogy. For example, a man who has been in a wheelchair for most of his life. So being a crippled man is the negative aspect of his life. But if he could use his crippled identity to join the Paralympics in basketball (something that he loves to do), he'll still be a cripple, no matter what, but the positive aspect of this now is that he's turning this negative aspect of his life into something positive. Well of course this is not the perfect analogy to explain my theory...coz temper is something that can be changed, but being crippled cannot be changed. But still, the point remains.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that, why bother to change your negative aspects of life if you can turn it into something positive? Like, why bother learning to control my temper, when I can use it to run a professional kitchen in the future when I become a head chef? Why bother to walk again, when the man can play basketball (something he loves doing) in an international level? So why fuckin' bother to change, you tell me!! Why fuckin' bother???????

Home Sick Home

Hatred is something that I feel,
Towards a group of people who steal,
There's nothing I hate more than thieves,
Who never strive to achieve.


These people live in a country,
That appears to promote peace and banish poverty,
I hear it all the time on TV,
But none of these I ever see.


This is a place I used to call home,
Which now I find entirely gruesome,
Freedom, justice, peace and love,
I receive none of the above.


They say they would be our leaders,
And lead our lives for the better,
But all they've done is rip us off,
In ways you can never think of.


Why bother living in such a place?
Where there's other causes to embrace,
All I ever feel is disgrace,
If I continue to stay on base.


This is not an act of rebellion,
This is not a way of oppression,
It is only a method of expression,
To release my deepest emotion.


What is this place, I could never say,
For it would be something I will have to pay,
I guess all I can do is pray,
That someday, God will make a way.


By: VeRoN

New place, new life, new beginning.

I've just moved into a new apartment two days ago and that was the craziest day I've had all year. Moving during the day and work during the night. And it had to be one of the busiest nights ever. By the time my shift ended, I was exhausted. I couldn't even move a single muscle and I ended up just sitting on the couch for hours, chatting away with my manager and colleagues. And when I got home, the whole place was a mess...coz I didn't have time to unpack my stuff. And guess what...I managed to fix up my table when I came back from work...and that was near to 3am in the morning. Man...I wonder where I got all the energy from.

Oh...did I mention who I moved in with? I moved into Bryant Wong's place. Great place...I love it, although the room is slightly smaller than my previous room. Finally, no more carpet. Have you got any idea how much I hate carpeted floors? It's very unhygienic and it's a chore keeping it clean.

My bedroom as you approach from the door. And no...I don't make up my bed. I find it a waste of time and energy. Say...it takes you 30 seconds to make up your bed, this means you're wasting 30 secs a day, 3.5 minutes a week, 3 hours a year, and 30 hours a decade, just in making up your bed. Don't know bout you, but that is sure as hell a lot of time wasted in my opinion

That's my workstation. One Dell Desktop, one Dell laptop and a pair of kick-ass state of the art Altec Lansing speakers, not to forget the subwoofer under the table. And my beautiful slippers that I just bought off a discount store for 2 bucks. Guess it doesn't fit in the background.

A blurry reflection of my bedroom.

That's the living room. I love the couch...it's not mine though. Bryant bought it when he first moved in last year.

And yes, that's a plasma TV. Compliments of Bryant Wong.

That's the kitchen. A little small for my liking, but it's workable. But it could've come with a couple more cupboards...and a gas stove, instead of electrical. Not complaining though...just suggesting.


I could really get used to this new home. It's so much cozier than the previous one. Now I understand why some people prefer less spacious homes...coz it's really so much cozier. I could get used to my new housemate too...as in Bryant. Now, I get to cook a lot of food, without having to worry 'bout leftovers. He'll manage to finish it no matter what. Plus, I get to experiment my new recipes on him...my guinea pig. Haha. Bottom line, I'm so much happier and comfortable now.

This is just a little something that I cooked today. It's Penne Pasta with chicken, baby rocket and tomato paste, garnished with grated parmesan cheese. It's not the first time that I've made this dish...but it is the first time since I aspired to be a chef that I've made this dish. I could see the difference between this and my previous attempt...and honestly, it's done so much more professional this time. Before that, I don't add any garnish to my dish, and the portion was always more than I could take. Now, it looks so much more proportionate and well presented. I think I'm on the right track here. I cooked for Bryant as well and I'm glad he liked it. I just hope he doesn't get food poisoning...haha! That would be such a blow to my self-confidence in cooking.

From now on, I'll be taking pictures of the dishes I've cooked and post it on this blog. This way I can share my passion for cooking with all of you guys out there. I really hope that one day, every single one of you out there will be able to taste the food that I invent and cook. And I wish to make it happen when I establish my own restaurant in the future. It's a dream....an achievable one I might add, as compared to the rockstar dream. LoLz!

I guess it's time to stop again. Til next time my dear friends. Adios!

What's a Tag?!?

Okay...I'll be honest...I have no freakin' idea what a "tag" is...but I guess there's something to do with answering this little quiz requested by my dear friend, Alexandra Mary Chin Mui Khiun!

Wedding tag from Alex



1. how old are you?~
21 years old.

2. are you single?
Yes...but I'm working on a "project" if ya know what I mean. LoLz...

3. in what age do you think you’ll get married?
If I'm not married by 35, I don't ever wanna. My guts tell me that I'm never gonna get married....EVER!!

4. do you think you’ll be marrying the person you are with now? '
Who?!

5. if not, who do you want to marry?~
OoHhH...This is the best question so far. Hmm lemme think. First I wanna marry Kiefer Sutherland, but maybe just for a couple of years...coz you know, he's kinda ageing. Then, I'm gonna divorce him, requesting for half of his assets (if I haven't already signed a pre-nup before I got married), which means half of his vintage Gibson guitars will be mine! MuAhahahHAHHAhha!!!

6. do you want a garden/beach wedding, or the traditional church wedding?~
Hmm...probably beach wedding...on an island! Not just some beach like Tg Aru or Tg Lipat.

7.your ideal motif?~
Honestly...I don't have an ideal motif for a wedding. Coz getting married isn't something that I would be thinking at the moment...or perhaps in the future.

8. where do you plan to go on a honeymoon?~
One of those unknown and deserted little islands in the Caribbean.

9. how many guests do you think you’ll invite?~
Not many. Just my parents, brothers, grandparents, high school mates, and a few of my mates here in Sydney. Oh yeah...not to forget my dogs: Kimmy, Peanut and Butter. And of course the groom's family and friends. Basically just the ppl I care about. I mean...why the hell do you wanna invite ppl who you don't even know? Ppl like my grandparents' sister's cousin's brother's daughter in-law? Or my aunt's cousin's husband's son? What...are they even related to me?

10. do you want an extravagant wedding or a simple wedding?~
Simple, but meaningful and unforgettable.

11. do you want the traditional vows or something you’d make up on your own??~
'Course my own. It has to be original, special, meaningful and from the bottom of my heart.

12. how many layers of cake do you want to have?~
Seriously...do ppl actually think about this?

13. do you prefer having your reception at a hotel or at a simple place?~
Simple but well-decorated place.

14. when do you want to get married, evening or morning?~
Midnight!

15. you’d rather have your reception outdoors or indoors?~
Outdoors. I like the sun, the rain, the wind, the snow, and other elements of the earth.

16. do you like a grand entrance for your groom?~
I don't mind...but as long as it's not over the edge and it becomes lame.

18. name the song/tune you’d like played at your wedding??~
Somehow...I would want my groom to sing and play "Wonderful Tonight" by Eric Clapton...acoustic version...on a grand piano.

19. are you a morning person or a night person?~
Definitely night.

20. do you want a solemn ceremony or a light one?
Light

21. what age do you want to get married?~
No preference. I really don't care.

22. describe your ideal husband/wife.~
Someone less successful than I am. I can't stand a partner more successful than I am. I will feel useless and dependent on him. I can't live with that. I'd feel insecure. I guess someone who loves food, so that I can feed him everyday with my original recipes. Haha! Personality wise, I guess he should be funny, easy to be around with, a man of his word, and a man who stands within his principles. Oh well...honestly, I really don't care, as long as we get along well.


23. do you prefer fine dining or just the normal spoon & fork/knife?~
I enjoy both you know...so what about a fusion? Fine dining food in a normal spoon, fork and knife setting?

24. champagne or red wine?~
I'm really more of a beer person.

25. honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?~
Days after the wedding. I'll be too tired straight after the wedding.

26. money or hosusehold item?~
Money to buy the household item that I like.

27. who will pay for the bills?~
U kidding me? I ain't gonna pay for the wedding. What...I gotta pay to commit into a relationship now?

28. are you ready for married life?~
Fuck no. May never be.

29. do u think you will still be a virgin until u get married?
Fuck this question!

30. will u always be true to your wife/husband?~
Yes...to a certain degree. I mean...I won't cheat on him with another guy, if that's what you mean. But, I would always choose work over my husband...unless I'm already very successful in my career.

31. how many kids do u like?~
Don't even attempt that question on me. ZILCH...NIL...NADA! NO KIDDOS!! YOU UNDERSTAND ME???

32. a new house for a newly wed or an old one?~
New of course. New house for a new beginning.


33. will u celebrate silver wedding, gold wedding, or diamond wedding?~
Diamond!!

34. what kind of cuisine would u like for ur wedding?~
Now lemme see...I would definitely love a fusion between the east and the west. Maybe something like Thai and French fusion cuisine? Not really sure how that will work out. Maybe like stir fry foie gras? Or Tom Yum Goong with Cognac Shrimp? You know...something like that would be cool. I definitely don't want the Chinese Style...dishes in the middle on those rotatable glass. I hate those. I'd prefer like a 5 course meal. 2 entrees, 2 mains, 1 dessert.

35. will u record ur honeymoon in a cd or dvd?~
Yeah, I guess.

Work sucks...I know!

Have you ever felt like walking over to your boss' office and throw a resignation letter to his face and then say "Fuck you...I'm done with you! You're the shittiest boss in the world, that even my dog could manage your work a whole lot better!" The whole day at work today, I was just playing these images in my mind over and over again...experimenting on different phrases and scenarios that could sound meaner and more demeaning than the one above.

For example,

"Hey boss...listen..there's just something I've been meaning to tell ya. No offence but, you are just absolutely incapable of doing your job properly. And I think I know why. Coz you're just a LOW LIFE SONNAVABITCH!!!"

"Boss, I knew that you were just a pussy when you first stepped into that door. I never doubt that.....not even once!"

And there's more.....


Pheww...can you believe that deep inside my heart, I'm actually that EVIL??? Dude...are u kidding me? I couldn't even believe that I made up those crap by myself. Damn it...is there really that much hatred in me? Oh well, I guess when you work in that Stamford shithole for that long...you're bound to think of stuff like that.

Now, what was I saying...so yeah...today was such a boring day that I had so much free time to think of stuff like that. You know...I never felt this way before. When I first started this job as a room service attendant...I was so excited and so willing to learn. I took pride in my job, carried out the tasks responsibly, joke around with my colleagues, respect my managers and all the great values an employee can simply possess...you name it. But NOW, the feeling's gone...just gone with the wind. Now I simply feel the opposite. I don't take pride in my job anymore, in fact I think my job is demeaning. Taking orders and delivering food...and then clearing up their mess...it's okay if they eat like princesses. But what if they eat like pigs?? Who's gonna have to clear it? Ding dong...ROOM SERVICE ATTENDANT!! Sometimes you even find used condoms on the plates...and say you didn't realise it and touched it by accident. EWWWWW....trust me...it has happened before! Thank God not to me!

I also don't perform my tasks responsibly anymore...now I just do whatever I think is "enough". And for God's sakes, I don't really talk to or hang out with my colleagues anymore. We used to be so tight that everytime after work, we would go over to AV8 bar and have a drink, play pool and just go crazy. Now, I tend to just go straight home after my shift. I also don't respect my managers as much as before. I used to always say "YES" to my managers...no matter what. But now...I never fail to say "NO" or at least, I never agree to do something for them without putting up a fight. Sighh...I just wish everything was still like before, when I worked for fun, experience and of course money. But now, I'm just working for MONEY, MONEY and MONEY!!

When am I ever gonna get out of this shithole. My friends just say "Quit it if you don't like it no more!" Hah...is it that simple? Is it??? NOOOO!!! If I quit, where am I gonna get money for my guitar lessons? I still wanna be a musician someday, somewhere, somehow. And if I quit, how am I gonna pay for my gym membership...which I never go to! DAmn it...I really gotta start going to gym...I'm paying for the membership every week, but I never go. I haven't been to gym for approximately 3-4 months now....and yet I'm still paying for it. And if I quit, how the hell am I gonna pay for fuel? It's not like the price of fuel is getting cheaper by the day. And finally...if I quit...HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA EVER SAVE ENOUGH MONEY FOR MY VERY FIRST HOME...IN WHICH I INTEND TO OWN BY THE TIME I'M 25 YEARS OF AGE!! Now tell me my dear friends....HOW????!!!!

Alright, I'll get off this topic. So...despite all these negativity, I managed to think of something really cool. An awesome idea....not original...but still awesome!! I'm going to set up my own food diary very soon! What is food diary? Well, if you google "Food diary", most of the results will come out as diet methods. It's for ppl who care a lot about their weight, and they use a food diary to keep up with the food they eat. BUT...my food diary will be absolutely different. It's AWESOMER!! Is there such a word? Anyway, my food diary will feature any good food that I eat in restaurants and I'm going to write about how I like or dislike about the dish. Something like what food critics do....except that mine is just for the sake of increasing my knowledge about food and ingredients, and of course it can be useful for my future reference, when I have the opportunity to create my own menu. Now you see how I excited I am about food...

However, I'm still thinking how I should run this food diary idea. Should I create a blog especially for it, and this way ppl can give me comments or should I keep it discrete? In case someone steals my ideas! Haha...I'm not gonna worry 'bout that. It's not like I'm that great anyway. ALright...I guess I'll probably stop now. I'll catch you later in my next post. Thanks for reading. Bye!

Pilot

It's my first post here on my new blog and I have spent the last 30 minutes thinking what to write...yet I'm still clueless. I don't exactly know what is supposed to be written on a blog....so I'm gonna start by introducing myself.

Hi, my name is Veron, 21 years of age, currently studying in Sydney, Australia. I'm a gurl with 2 passions...first one is playing the guitar ('duh)...and the second one is cooking. Hah...surprised?? Well...the truth is, I really do love cooking as much as playing the guitar...except that I'm so much more talented and natural in the latter. Ironically, I'm actually gonna be cooking for a living in the near future...Hah...wonder how's that gonna turn out. Imagine me in my whites, blue striped apron, chef's hat and a wok in front of me....in contrast to me, wearing hippie jeans, rock n roll t-shirt featuring Slash, while rockin' on a Gibson Les Paul electric guitar. Now tell me....which sounds more like me??? You'd be surprised that sometimes in life, you can't be who you truly are. Or at least in my life.

In a nutshell, I'm a university drop-out, aspiring to be a professional chef, while still dreaming to be a musician.....somehow, somewhere, someway...just like the Kenny Wayne Shepherd song. Somehow, I find it pathetic. I find it even more pathetic whinging about it. Alright, I'll stop!


Now I feel like talking 'bout something happy. Like the other time when I went for a ski trip at Snowy Mountains. I went with one friend...and four other strangers...who turned out to be pretty cool...and became friends. They were Bobby, Karen, Tony, Wen and Kitty. Oh thank God I still remember their names....u know me with names, right? I can never remember them. Actually, I kinda struggled a little there. One time, I almost forgot my boss' name...so in the end I just called him 'Boss'. Thank God he likes it when ppl calls him Boss.

Okay now, back to the trip. We were there for 3 days 2 nights. Overall, the trip was pretty awesome except for the speeding ticket from a real "El Stiffo" cop and a near-death experience we had when Tony skidded the van and almost turned the van over. Alright...I'll stop it with the negativity. Oh... not to forget that we nearly ran out of fuel coz someone was too stubborn to stop for fuel, just becoz he thinks that Caltex fuel is shit. Oh come on...it's just friggin' fuel. Okay okay...I'll drop it now! Promise!

So we were there...didn't ski on the first day coz we were all exhausted from the drive. Instead, we decided to have a nice hot pot dinner a.k.a steamboat and get drunk. Actually, only Bobby got drunk...and OMG...he just won't shut up when he's drunk! He just went on and on and on....'bout his so-called shit life...his relationship with his parents...etc. My God...it was horrible!! The worst part is...he won't let us talk! Everytime when one of us wants to say something, he'll just interrupt and continue on with his point. That was annoying! Really...it was! I mean...what...we're not entitled to our opinions just becoz you're drunk?? Anyway...it was cool.

Bobby, Kitty & Me

Bobby & Me - my face is red as usual...after a couple bottles of beer

Bobby, Kitty & Wen

The next day, we woke up early, collected our gears and took a train to Blue Cow Mountains. We had to wear our boots before catching the train coz it's gonna be slippery once we reached Blue Cow. So basically, we were walking like penguins...or ducks...whichever you find more amusing. I feel like I was wrapped like a wonton...literally! But trust me...it was worth it! When we reached there, it was so cold!! It was minus 2 degrees. And did I tell you I was a snow virgin?? For the first time in my life...I saw and touched snow! Like real snow that fell out of the sky...not the once that freezes into ice above the ground. It was actually snowing...

That's me! Looks like I just conquered Mt Everest.

Oops! Beanie came off.

Who took all these pics?? How come I was so candid?

See what I mean by "wonton"?

SKIING....damn damn damn....I am such a loser for skiing! The only thing that I was doing gracefully....was FALLING ON MY ASS!! If I had a picture of myself falling down, you'd know what I mean. We had lessons...and it's not like the instructor was any help. Our instructor was a great looking British guy....but he sucked in teaching...big time. What was his name again?? Damn I forgot...see what i mean? Joe or somethin'....or Dave....or some common dude name. Whatever. OH!! It's James! Or Jamie? Damn it...I give up!

So yeah...our instructor was shit...so we didn't learn much in our first lesson. We had a different instructor on the next day and he was so much better. Don't remember his name too! But damn it...he said I was still not ready to take the next slope...so I had to go back to that Jamie guy! What a drag. But guess what...that Jamie guy didn't really care much and let me take the steep slope anyway. HAHAHA....and not surprisingly, I fell on my ass after I went a little to speedy and lost balance. The thing about me is...once I fall, I can't get up on my own....coz my legs are too stiff...they don't exactly bend easily like a gymnist, okay? So...the instructor had to help me up everytime. Not that I was complaining or anything....I mean....he is good looking....and hot. Hmmm....

Alright....'nuff said!! Here are some more pictures.

That little person there is Bobby!

That's it for now my dear readers! Don't you think that's enough for today? Alrighty then, I hope that you enjoyed the pictures...and the occasional subtle jokes that I hope you guys get. I guess I'll catch you later!