Leech Fan Club March 25, 2007

::Originally posted on Completely Random::

Hey hey. Feeling much better nowadays, haven’t been blogging because been keeping busy with other stuff. The obese thing? SO over it. Between Ben and my colleagues, we’ve exhausted all the jokes so everything’s so ‘whatever’ now. *brushes shoulders off* Whatever, True Fitness!

Anyway, I checked with Fitness First. Seems that I have gained WEIGHT since I last weighed myself 6 months ago. This was when I went under 50 kg… briefly, so my weight gain is EXPECTED anyway. But what IS worrying is that I have lost 0.6kg of muscle. -_-” So the point is that I do still need to work out, even though I have only 1kg of weight more to lose. -_-” The funny thing is my “Ideal weight” given last time was 52.5kg. My new analyzer says I should be 48.5kg though. Hmm… I’m confused. Maybe we should all do ourselves a favor and not harp on things like this too much.

I go to Subang Parade often, it’s really near Wisma Consplant after all. I shop more “like a man” nowadays. I go in, grab what I want, and head on out.

I digress, my point isn’t about my shopping skills. The point is, when I was there last Thursday, I was stopped by a young chinese guy who had been hired by SP to conduct a survey. No problem, I loooovvvee doing surveys. I even got this pretty cool old school 4-in-1 pen for my efforts.

I didn’t think much about it, until the next day at work, I suddenly got an sms from an unknown number saying, “Hi I’m the researcher that interview you last 9. Hope U be friend with u can?”

O_o”

Wahliau, super abuse of customer information. Had a laugh over it with OCM at work because was having lunch with him when the sms and MISCALL came in. OCM and I were discussing how to reply the guy, and I said, “If Simon was here, Simon would probably scold the poor guy. Seriously, he’s so young la” <– old Leech aunty feeling old.

OCM replied, “Tell Simon that just because he became the president of your fan club, doesn’t mean he can abuse the other members, haha!” Damn funny la. Anyway, the dude, not to say he’s a perverted evil guy, he means no harm. I’m sure he does it for some other girls he had interviewed. -__-” Today I got another message from another unknown number:
Hi, nice to meet u. May I be ur fren? If you dont wan u may ignore this mesej.

O_o”

When I asked him who he was and how he got my number, he replied, “Can I ignore your question and we just play sms only?” Wah! So rich ar, play sms!!?!?! I ignored the message, and now I just got another one. “Is it must know who I am and how I got your number then only we can be fren? I can tell you, but don’t complain me ok? I oso don’t wan cheat u dat how I get your number.”

Anyway, enough about these people, got some other new stuff in my life to complain about. =p I am sooooo disappointed in myself because I had confirmed to be part of a Blu Inc magazine focus group discussion and I was dumbass enough to stay up late and winded up unable to wake up for the discussion in the end. -__-” ARGH! It’s not like I’m so hardup for the door gift, but I truly like Female magazine, so I thought it would be a good chance to give my opinions to them. I don’t know how it was going to be conducted, but I felt that it was still a better option than just writing in or doing their magazine survey (which only has selected answers for you to put in).

ARGH… argh .. so instead of going for the focus group discussion, I went shopping instead. Which is something that I vowed not to do anymore because there is more to life than shopping malls! Sadly for me, other things that I do require more planning, and sometimes planning for something but being unable to go for it sucks. Like booking a play ticket, and then finding out last minute you are busy on that day. You get what I mean la. Anyway, the reason why I wanted to go there was because I wanted to get my One Card & Key Ng priviledge card. Also thought of watching Pan’s Labyrinth since Ben said it was good (“got a lot of fcuked up looking monsters!”).

Anyway, the bloody cinema was packed for some reason, shopping is boring for me now and I’m feeling too stingy (and chubby) to indulge in nice food. So basically it was a waste of a day. Checked out the La Senza sale and there were no more slutty lingerie. ;p Checked out Key Ng and there were some nice stuff, but all are RM99 a piece. Stinginess kicks in. Checked out Forever 21 and their huge “ABSOLUTE BARGAINS!” window decoration, only to find out that it was that same old small corner of their shop that had discounted items. SIGH. Went back to Subang Parade to buy gym clothes, but nothing really caught my eye. That’s really saying a lot, considering the fact that I practically dress in rags to the gym, and yet I found nothing I’d prefer to wear than that.

The only thing I bought that day – this pretty red necklace from Diva Accessories for only RM19. So happen that I didn’t wear any necklace that day, so it was a “buy n wear” thing. Complimented my outfit so well.

So I came home and I worked on my sewing project. Yay! I’ve gotten all the trimmings done for the pieces, now I just have to put ‘em together. As for my PER.M software, got stuck trying to clear a screen. Refresh and Reload commands doesn’t seem to do the trick. So annoying. *frowns*

Can’t see clearly here, but these are all the pieces with the sides all sewn. So now I just have to piece it together. Sewing the sides is so that it won’t fray, basic sewing 101. =)

Got to watch Lucky Number Slevin today too. It’s actually a pretty ok show (considering), but I really don’t think they should’ve chosen Josh Hartnett as the main character for this film. Now I sound like I’m a Josh Hartnett hater, but I’m not. I thought he was much better here than in Wicker Park, but he just doesn’t fit this role. Now Christian Bale, that’s another story. ;P

Finished Velocity by Dean Koontz in 2 days. My sister didn’t like it because she felt that it had a really random ending. I thought it was ok because I’ve read random-er Dean Koontz stories. Like there was one I remember reading in high school (forgot the name) that was really thrilling, very suspenseful, etc (he’s really good at creating page turners, you gotta hand it to him), but then the ending had something to do with alien robots or something. SO COMPLETELY RANDOM. Hated it, but Velocity seemed to have a nicer synopsis, so I bought the book. It’s about a random bartender who suddenly starts receiving notes which gives him a choice on who this psycho stalker should kill. Like, “If you bring this note to the police, I will kill an elderly old woman. If you don’t, I will kill a lovely blonde schoolteacher somewhere in Napa County.” Thrilling sounding, right! And of course you’d want to read more. Why this random bartender? Who is this stalker? How does he do it? HOW DOES IT END!!!

Don’t worry, this one doesn’t have an alien robots kinda ending.

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Er, wtf, I have a colleague who blatantly asked me if I’m “so free” which is why I take part in all the performance-related stuff. Just a note – time management. Just because I go for a 2 hour practice doesn’t mean 2 hours off work (which is what some other people do). I still go back afterwards to clear up any outstanding stuff. Not my problem I’m such an on-top-of-it chick, ya know?

What’s even better is she said Mr Accidentally Insults People is “damn free”. Hohoho, I really should tell him what she said. Work here only 1 year, but suddenly so much busier than everyone else.

On a less bitchy note, I actually won a His N Hers Escada Sunset Heat contest! Got the set worth RM356! See the blog entry about it here, and the official site here! =)

Before I forget, and if anyone had so kindly read all my rantings so far… know anyone who can give tennis lessons? At a reasonable rate of course! I don’t mind group lessons if it’s cheaper, and around the Subang area, please! Preferably Sat / Sun mornings. I had an epiphany that that would be the most suitable way for me to tone up my upper body without lifting weights! So help get this shapeless Leech into shape again! Thanks in advance!

P.S: Just got a message from the sms-happy guy saying, “Don’t worry, I am not chase you. Just interested on you but you are too old for me. Hee hee.”

Bugger!

Old Boyfriend Vs New Boyfriend March 21, 2007

::Originally posted on Completely Random::

“Switching gyms is like switching boyfriends, or switching jobs. Even though the new one may be better for you, you still feel like you are betraying the old one somehow.” That’s what I told Simon the other day. YES I am still angsting over whether I should change gyms. The problem is the same as someone who wants to change jobs. Other friends who change jobs do so because they really hate the current one or the new job is SO much better than the current one that there is really no need to compare at all.

However, I’m stuck in a position where I really don’t think that my old boyfriend (FF Consplant) is that bad. Do I really want to start a new commitment with new boyfriend (TF, Taipan)? Somemore TF called me obese (its been only 2 days, of course I haven’t gotten over it).

Here’s what I like about TF : extremely large & spacious, is really suitable for yoga enthusiasts (maybe it’ll turn me into one?), has a good policy regarding personal training, sensitive towards the needs of their female members (got their own space for weight training), new machinery and more variety for weight training, wider studios which mean there are classes like Line Dancing & Body Attack available (not available in FF Consplant due to lack of space).

“Wow, so much good stuff about TF. Don’t need to think twice la. Just join!”

Always check the goods out carefully…

But my old boyfriend, FF got its own good qualities too, which TF doesn’t have! For example : got free parking which is EASY TO FIND, enviro-friendly plastic bags for your sweaty clothes in the shower room, nicer showers, nicer lockers (don’t need to bring my own lock), doesn’t call me obese and insist he is right, more experience instructors, free drinks…

Some more TF’s main selling point on their yoga classes really goes over my head la. I mean, I might try one or two classes, but I really don’t think I would become obssessed with it ala Jen. So it’s like you saying your new boyfriend is a great dancer, but you don’t dance so you can’t appreciate that side of him.

At this point you are going to interrupt me and say, “Hey, are you going to the gym to work out or to shower & drink?” It’s true la, I’m looking more for convenience when I go to a gym, not quality of working out equipment. It’s not that FF doesn’t have weight training equipment, I can make do with the available ones. It’s like the new boyfriend having a Ferrari, and the current one driving Proton. Never mind mah, can still get from point A to point B, right?

The biggest BIGGEST bigggeeeesssssttt peeve I have with TF is their parking. Went there yesterday and had to drive around for 20 minutes to find parking, which was 5 – 10 minutes walk away from the building itself. The consultant told me to park opposite Taipan, in the USJ6 area, but would you believe it, that area was packed too! What’s the point of having such great facilities when you cannot even get near enough to access it, I say! And driving around Taipan in the evening is super hellish. And no, I don’t want to pay RM2 extra a day just for parking. I don’t do it now for FF Consplant, what makes you think I want to do it for TF? Dahlah the monthly home membership is more expensive.

On the other hand, the biggest BIGGEST bigggeeeesssssttt peeve I have with FF is that most of the experienced instructors are leaving! One by one, they are a-going away. What’s the point of saying that FF has the most experienced Group X instructors when most of the instructors are just newly qualified? It’s not that I’m saying that they are not good, I guess I am just used to certain people being there. *sigh* Well, as they say good things don’t last forever. Everyone moves on to bigger & better things.

Anyway, I called TF up yesterday after not being able to find parking. Told them crossly that I probably won’t be joining since I can’t even get to the gym. Which is a pity because TF is seriously more convenient for me. I can see myself going there early in the morning to work out as its on my way to work too. I just can’t stand driving around in circles looking for parking. I went back to FF to work out instead…

And like coming back from a date with a gorgeous new dude to your old husband, FF Consplant was showing all its bad habits out. =p The body fat analyser ran out of paper and needs 2 days to replace (I am obsessed with the obese thing la!). The thigh-adduction (??) machine was out of order. I just realised that after renovation, the consultation area is near the weight training area which makes me feel SELF-CONCIOUS when I’m doing my vertical press. -__-”

I don’t know what to do now la. I like TF and I like FF too. Wish I can write to Dear Thelma and ask her to decide for me. ;p If only there was a gym which is:
~ near my house
~ free parking which is easy to find
~ new machinery, in wide variety
~ sensitive to female members
~ good policy on personal training
~ nice lounge area with FREE drinks
~ nice shower area
~ large studios with no pillars in the middle of nowhere
~ experienced instructors who can speak english well
~ doesn’t call me obese
~ nice lockers
~ brightly lit, so when it’s sunny outside you can feel sunshine on your face.
~ swimming pool is an added bonus.

I really don’t have a wide variety to choose from…

If only la! Anyway the new boyfriend doesn’t want me that much also. The consultant only took extra 5 minutes to convince me to join, after which was “bye-bye!”. Actually, its good that they don’t pressure people to join, but with an indecisive soul like myself, a bit more talking-to would have at least convinced me to try out a bit longer. Which reminds me, they told me they give me 1 week trial, but after 1 day they are pressing me to sign up already. That is actually damn pressuring already la. Anyway, I think TF is already very successful, doesn’t need more members to crowd up the place.

Now I just want to know which smart feller gave my number to them to ask them to call me up. You know, because of you I got called obese????? *still obsessed*

Ben : Hi obese Leech
Me : -__-
::proceeds to talk more about obesity::
Me : Careful ya, you are getting OBSESSED about it, which is just a few characters away from OBESE.
Ben : But obsess is such a pretty word! Obese is so ugly, omg!

Basically I have a fear of commitment la. Scared I get tied down to the wrong gym for the next few years. To divorce or not to divorce, now THAT is the question.

P.S : All pictures courtesy of Tonystone.com, except for the movie poster. Cheers!

Obese March 19, 2007

::Originally posted on Completely Random::

Seriously now. Why do I always get called obese from personal trainers? Do people even know what obesity is nowadays? Am I really one of the 1.7million statistics given from the Malaysian government on the number of obese people in Malaysia? You don’t need to know how much I weigh la, just base on my pictures. Swear never photoshop myself to make myself look slimmer (don’t know how to, even after people teach). How come I’m still called obese???!

Ok, I admit it. I’m not as slim as oh, 70% of young chinese girls in Malaysia. I don’t weigh under 50kg. I am not super tall and stately. But how can I be obese!! If I am obese, what do you call people like the ones above!! Should there be an extra category called “beyond help” or something? I mean I’m obese ok… so what do you call those who are fatter than me, huh!!

Ok, maybe I should backtrack a bit… tell you how I got hammered out of nowhere again. I got a call the other day from True Fitness saying that I could get a free trial with them. I agreed to go because I am a bit unmotivated to work out in Fitness First, Wisma Consplant already. A multitude of issues that I don’t really want to go in to (unless they ask me and actually value my opinion, haha!). Anyway, I went there, saw the consultant, etc.

The consultant was a young guy who is very nice although he thinks that I have problems that can be settled by “getting a guy”. -__-” Tell me what you think my problem is that can be settled by getting a guy? The first thing that comes into mind is sexual deprivation or something. Anyway, I digress. I’m supposed to talk about my obesity. So we were chatting about why I joined a gym in the first place, or should I say, why I want to continue gym-ming. This is the following conversation (of coz ad-libbed a bit cos my memory isn’t that great…):
Consultant : So what is your fitness goal?
Me : Oh, I want to weigh below 50kg. Currently I’m xxkg. Also want to increse stamina and tone & firm up la.
Consultant: Huh? You want to lose some more weight? I agree you need to firm & tone up though. You need to do some weight training. May I know what’s your obsession with going below 50kg? It’s only xkg less than your current weight. Such a small figure. I can see that you’re already quite slim… (see, he said it, not me)
Me : Oh, you donno la. The girls at the office where I work at are mostly below 50kg. Feel like damn fat lo.
Consultant : What happens if you go below 50kg? Then you wanna go down some more til 45kg? 43kg? You only happy when you can see the collarbone ??
Me : Well, I’ll be happy at 49kg, but if I go even lower, of course I won’t mind. And I already can see my collarbone. See? See? Heehehe.
Consultant: Aiyoh!

After our chat, he took my weight (here I got beef that he insisted on taking my weight even though I said I just ate. Where got fair?) and asked another lady to take this body fat analysis thing la. Ok, here I have to admit that I know my body-fat to muscle ratio has always been quite poor. Athletic people (like my friend Uncle Sat Sau) usually has 10% or below body fat. Normal range is 20% – 27% or so. In Fitness First, they measured me at 21.6% (see pic on right). I’ve never been proud of that figure, but heck, now that I’m OBESE I can’t complain right. Anyway, the lady who measured me didn’t use the tanita Body Fat analyser which was also available there. Instead, she used this weird PINCHING device where they see how much FAT they can PINCH from you from 4 “target areas” (bicep, tricep, back, tummy) . Then it calculates your average. SO CALLED MORE ACCURATE LA.

BLOODY HELL MY BODY FAT IS 31.6% LOR!!!! I was shocked, and so was the consultant. LIKE WTF MAN. But the lady was just nodding sagely and saying, “Yes… you are in the obese category…” WTF man. Is there a mistake? No sirreee, no mistake at all. Our pinching device is accurate, more accurate than the tanita body fat analyser. Can I take it with the tanita body fat analyser ANYWAY? Why? This one is more accurate. You, my friend, is lembik. WHAT THE FARKKKKKKKKK. Then after that I became damn bitchy & obsessive over what happened until the consultant had to comfort me by saying :
a) the pinching device is 70% accurate only. Have to make allowances for the fact that the clothes are being “pinched” as well. So possible that my body fat is only 26% (dunno how this figure was derived).
b) “obese” in this case means “softness”… and he said since I didn’t do weight training for one year (to be fair, I did go for ONE body pump class in December, so pls count as 3 months only!), no wonder I got no muscles AT ALL.
c) “please don’t hold grudges la…” <— this is not any kinda explanation, the consultant just got tired of my ranting & raving at this point.

I mean, if I’m really obese then how come I don’t seem to have any horrible health problems related to my fatness? I mean, I can still withstand being called fat (granted I’ll obsess still, but not this much), but this is OBESE okay. If I’m obese, can I really still run on the threadmill for 25 minutes without feeling strain to my knees (at 9.2kph which is considered fast for a person who used to be completely unable to run)? If I’m obese, how come I can go for Body Attack and Step class today without feeling tired or weary? (and I take my classes seriously ok. I don’t do things half-heartedly). If I’m obese, how come my heart rate is in peak condition (according to consultant who found something else to praise me since I was already dying at this point… from shame)? If that pinching device is so accurate, how come it only takes into account MY age but not my WEIGHT. I mean it’s BODY FAT PERCENTAGE right. It’s how much fat I have over my WEIGHT right. HOW COME HOW COME HOW COME!!!

The only reason why I’m being so rant-y right now is because obese is such an ugly word, ok. It’s like… it’s bad enough I get called fat, but OBESE now?!!? Am I really in such bad condition? Seriously such a turn-off lor. Otherwise I would join True Fitness without thinking twice. But now they have machines that say I am obese. Last time at least the personal trainer in FF mistakenly called me obese and he acknowledge he saw the range wrongly. But now this one they are saying there’s definitely no mistake wor. HOW? I feel like I’m in average fitness condition but I’m obese! I’ve got no muscles! I’ve only got pure fat wobbling around inside me! How!!?!?!?!

Goodbye cruel world. I will never be fit enough for you.

Erm, ok. Actually I still really wanna join True Fitness. I’m gonna demand they measure me with the tanita body fat analyser tomorrow. =( And then I’ll start doing weight training properly. Even if my stupid calves are going to become humongous. And you know what? The consultant said my legs are damn strong cos he said I was doing some thigh-muscle-pressing thingy and was lifting more weight than other ladies. What to do, my stupid legs are damn big, so that’s why I can lift more la, end of story.

Anyway. To join True Fitness or not? That is the question. =\

Of Annual General Meetings , Aquaplaning & Japanese Buffets. March 18, 2007

::Originally posted on Completely Random::

Last year, I wrote about it here, and this year, I was roped in to help out again. It is Company XYZ’s Annual General Meeting! As usual, it was held in Shangri-la Hotel, and I was (again) in charge of registering the proxies who arrive, and giving them their food, parking and souvenir vouchers.

Open for business!

The whole process is quite complicated (especially to an old person, which is the demographic group of people who actually attend AGMs. Apparently.). First, they register with a group of people outside (show IC) to get their counter number. Then, they go in to another room (just behind the 1st registration counter), show their IC again, to get their vouchers. Being old, these people usually grumble a lot about having to show their ICs twice. =p I always feel quite cruel when I ask them for their IC and they say they have “just kept it”. They have to root around inside their bag to find their purse which has another purse inside which has a plastic bag which has their photocopied IC inside. -___-” Super typical old person behavior la.

The hardcore shareholders / proxies arrive shortly after we had merely BEGUN setting up the registration counters. Hardcore!

Anyway, I sound like I’m annoyed, but I really am not. I actually semi-enjoy helping out in the events. My usual day-to-day work is interacting with a stoned PC which makes me stoned too. To just do registration, and meeting people and talking to them makes me happy la. I feel like if I’m nice to them, then they also feel happy, then they also buy more shares in Company XYZ, then they enjoy the AGM more, etc etc. HAHAHA! Seriously, my friendliness during AGM is like… a million times more than in the office. Even my IT Director said I’m charming ok, don’t play-play. =p ((perasan-ing))

Charming me hard at work. Krish is laughing because she knows that I was posing for this photo, and I’ve actually finished my work ages ago… hehe.

I met a really old guy there… he was so funny and chatty! And he said that he likes to joke around (and apologised for annoying us, which we all most definitely weren’t!) and laugh because “how many more years do I have to laugh?” He also mentioned that he likes to go for the AGM because “the debates and arguments… hearing people talk… it makes my brain stay sharp.” I was thinking, “Hmm… he does that to keep his brain sharp. My grandparents play mahjong to stay sharp.. hehe.”

MY and Cindy hard at work tabulating the amount of shares being represented by each counter that day. My counter alone represented for 700,000+ shares!

Of course, every year, there’s people who like to cause us trouble. People who want more than their allotted share of souvenirs and food. Of course, if we have leftover, sometimes I wonder why not just give them instead of spending time arguing with them. But if we give one, then all will start to ask, then where does it all end? Someone told me that these old people have seemingly started a club … “Club Proxy”. They have gone to other companie’s AGM, and it seems that the SAME GROUP OF OLD PEOPLE KEEP SHOWING UP. Hahaha. I wonder if I would be tempted to do that at my old age? Try to get free stuff and free hotel food. -__-”

Shangri-La hotel staff actually had to get more people to help distribute food because last year there wasn’t enough and some of us IT staff had to help out too. Not that we mind la…

One old guy said that “Hong Leong gives free Western buffet breakfast too! Company XYZ, please provide free breakfast also aside from the lunch set.” And during the AGM, got one guy praised Company XYZ and the chairman so highly. He said that his shares not only have made money beyond his dreams, but that his investment also got unexpected returns in the form of free souvenirs & free delicious food in ALL THE AGMS he has ever attended. Very semangat man!

Ah Siang & Warren, who came and helped us out too. Thanks a bunch!

Special photo for Mr M because he’s the one who comes in when we get bullied. I didn’t need his bouncer-like talents, but a few girls were glad we had him around. Hehe. What to do, I have secret ‘talent’ in handling tough cookies.

Anyway, there’s a lot of funny stories that day… can’t write it all out here. But I had a good time chatting with my colleagues while working, meeting my friend from training dept, and basically getting all these strange, strange stories to talk about. =)

In case you’re curious, this is the food which is being given out in the boxes (that pple are fighting over). I gave it to my colleagues:

And this is a buffet-like lunch that the hotel provided for all that worked during this AGM. Shangri-La food is damn nice wey.

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OCM explained to me that what happened to me the other day was called “aquaplaning”. Very scientific explanation from him as well as what I should do and so on. Even read the Wikipedia entry on it. At first I didn’t think it was what happened because it was such a small puddle I went over. OCM said, “Puddle is puddle regardless big or small. Besides, you were probably relaxing. And you were probably speeding.”

“Is 105kph speeding?”
“Over 100kph will cause you to aquaplane already la!”
“So what should I have done?”
“Slow your car done, hold the steering firmly so that once you get traction again, your car will go back to heading straight. Never brake, never jerk…”
“Eh seriously, my car was headed towards the railing already. Can you guarantee me that it would right itself in time?”
“Worse come to worse, it’ll just lightly graze the railing. Isn’t that better than spinning off across the highway? You wanna try it again? You already got the lottery once, wanna see if you can strike again?”

Anyway, I probably *was* too relaxed. I’m much more alert and tension when driving in heavy rain and therefore I always do have a firm grip and keen eye on the road. But seriously, that was such a random puddle on the ground. It probably had rained earlier, but the sun was shining brightly. There was September playing on the radio! Wouldn’t you relax too? Sigh…

A strange thing that happened was yesterday after telling OCM about it, I heard a “community service message” from Traxx FM about aquaplaning! Hahaha, how coincidental is that? Swear I never heard it before that day. Anyway, I’m not that scared of driving anymore, because I know the ‘mystery’ of what happened the other day, and now know what to do if I encounter that situation again.

Hope you learn from my tragedy-lottery too. Take care! =)

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Friday evening, left work at 5pm, and rushed to Starhill for our Jogoya pre-appreciation dinner. I ended up 45 minutes late. Wanted to cry with rage and helplessness at the stupid jam which is caused by nothing except people leaving their offices. (Later I found out from SeeSee that I took a damn complicated and convulated way, no wonder end up late la)

The dinner supposedly was from 6pm – 8pm, I reached at 7pm! Felt damn sad that in the end I could only eat for an hour. But guess what? Later, Pauline (organizer) said that we can stay until 11:30pm. =D Happy, happy, joy, joy. You know those private “rooms” that have the special sliding door in Jogoya? They booked the entire stretch of those rooms! At the end of the room was a huge TV screen, where they showed us the edited version of the performance.

Excited & pleased staff / performers cheering each other on… didn’t get many photos, was concentrating on eating everything within 1 hour.

The video was really funny, very memorable to rewatch everything again. The kind editors left out all shitty facial expressions so that everyone looks good. I’m quite happy because I appear a number of times, although Rodney is the star (main singer and all). And the main reason that I am even seen so much is because I’m clinging to his armpit. HAHA. Screenshots when I get the DVD la.

Anyway, there was a lot of nice stuff that I *swore* that I would wanna try again but they didn’t have. Like my CHEESE BAKED OYSTER, FRIED MUSHROOMS and PINEAPPLE & PRAWN ROLLS. No where in sight! Service was also horribly slow and there were lots of mix-ups in the orders. I gave away so many of the “clips” (in case you don’t know, you deposit a “clip” at a counter which is making the dish you wanna try. They will bring the dish back to you later, with your clip. And the cycle continues), but I got either different dishes, duplicate dishes or nothing at all.

Jogoya – what happened to my miso soup crab hotpot?!
Jogoya – what happened to my fried chinese abalone mushroom?!
Jogoya – what happened to my teriyaki cod fish?!

But the BEST BEST BEST part of the evening was that each staff was entitled to get ONE “VVIP” dish. You see, you can’t deposit your clips in ANY ol’ dish in Jogoya. Some which uses special (read: expensive) ingredients require you to be a VVIP member in order to be able to try it. Well, I don’t know how you become a VVIP member in Jogoya, but seeing as we had 100+ people each paying more than RM100, they “rewarded” us with this.

I “surveyed” some of my colleagues on what dishes they tried before ordering the Grated king crab with butter fish. It was definitely the best dish I’ve ever tried in Jogoya. The king crab claw was smothered in cheese and was the richest dish I’ve eaten there. The butter fish was definitely unique. The texture of the fish is firm and bouncy. It has a real bite to it. Aiyooo… how do I become a VVIP member?!?

Despite not having cheese baked oysters, there were CHEESE BAKED ESCARGOTS which were real nice. Different from the ones that Simon force-fed me in Windmill & San Francisco Steakhouse. Those really felt like dead snails. These were white and firm and crunchy. Muscular snails! Here’s some pictorial evidence on my pigging out:

Black pepper chicken, cheese baked escargots & cheese baked prawns

Beef Teriyaki

Smoked salmon roll, salmon sushi & pineapple prawn.

Golden tofu (stuffed with some eggy thing), chinese mushrooms, black pepper lamb, and ‘sphinx ball’ (some seafood ball thingy covered with almond flakes)

Only drank ice blended drinks. The blue one is ‘lemon sherbet’, and the orange one is mango. Mango one was very nice because it had little cubes of mango inside as well.


Tempura vegetables, more escargot, and pandan chicken.

Blueberry cheesecake, mango pudding, mango mousse & sherbet Movenpick ice-cream

Madras prawns. Sounds damn spicy, but turns out to be fried prawns in what looks and tastes like Thai chilli sauce. But to be fair, the prawns tasted v. fresh.

Fried aspragus with clam.

Fried softshell crabs

Honey sour plum ice blended & pink guava ice-blended.

Left after eating for 2 hours, phew! And I’ll always remember and treasure the dance practice with these girls, even though I got insulted most of the time (9 times out of 10). Thanks for all the training, I learnt a lot from you all!!

One of them is the dance choreographer.. heheh. If you read my previous entries, you can easily guess which one la…

And these are some other stuff that I got from the performance, aside from fun times with colleagues, learning to dance something different, time off, opportunity to attend the chairman’s birthday celebration, expensive appreciation dinners, etc. I got the giftbag that they give the managers who attend the birthday celebration. Aside from the program book (which is a beautifully printed HIGH QUALITY book (probably costs more to make than a high school magazine which has hundreds more pages), we also got:

Small box of Ferrero Rocher & Ferrero Rocher Prestige. Hahah, this is what I got Priv for her engagement party present. *malu*

Lucky Arowana notepad paper holder & paper-weight from Tumasek pewter… hehe. Nice!

These are some accesories that EeHui helped buy for us from ‘hor ching yuen’. Huge bling ring and diamante hoops. Quite nice la, and quite affordable also. Anyway, she got reimbursed for the jewelry, so she let me and Ivy keep the stuff we wore. Heehee. =)