Bloody 'el mate - I'm a mad-fer-it Manc!
I simply can't believe myself. So much for empty promises to blog more often. *sighs*
How is everyone doing? I am.....alright? I assume. Work is taxing, as usual, my social life is ACE!! Apart from that, I'm just pretty much the same 'ol Dar. Most importantly my accent hasn't changed (haha) Well, you knowla our so-called Malaysians trying to be putih after only 3 months being in a foreign country.
It was exactly a year since I touched down in London about 3 days ago. And I am terribly excited that I am flying back to Malaysia before Deepavali. Nothing like Deepavali with your famiyl, come on la, last year I took a day off work on Deepavali day. and while my family were celebrating it without my presence, I was praying my life will get better at the ONLY Hindu temple in Manchester, after 1 1/2 hours of driving from Rochdale. And the priest was super not-friendly. But he gave Nick and I a 'miracle apple' - can you believe it that the apple is still uneaten in my fridge, haven't rot ok? Still looking fresh and spanking new. Brace yourself girls when I get back!! I will also be going to Australia for a month to see my sister...yes, she has got a job offer in Adelaide. Everything taken care of. So she is leaving by next month. Having said that, come July, my parents will be the only ones left at home in Klang and trust me, they will be jet-setting, Australia and the UK,taking turns. hahahaha. Good for them me old folks! They need the break.
So how did we celebrate my first anniversary of living here? CHINESE FOOD!! Always the better antidote to my tastebuds, everytime I eat English food the tastebuds tend to die and go to Heaven. And when there's food with attitude (hey, Indian food can be rebelliously hot ok?) my tastebuds are being brought down to earth. So Nick and I went to our favourite Chinese which is called the Rice Bowl (Deb, come to Manc next time and we will take you to Rice Bowl - forget stupid horrible English pub food!) Ah the hint of ginger and garlic and oyster sauce in every dish does make me think of home ALOT.
Most of my weekends are spent out and about in any big city in the Northwest. We girls went to Glasgow for parties and night clubs last weekend, and we were absolutely pissed in a day that was just bucketing down. Drenched white tops, glittery skinny jeans and skyscraping heels we braved the cold and was dancing away. But my new friends are abit boring la, to be honest with you. Since they alla re single, after a while they tend to pull random guys and don't even know where they are the next day (most of them end up naked in the room of a guy they pulled) They don't even remember how they fucked the guy cos they felt so numb apparently. So me and Natasha (the only non-available girls in the clan) end up going home on a 3:30am train down to Manchester. But yeah when the girls are sober, they are such fun.
My birthday was celebrated pirate arrrrhhhh style! It was amazing, we were alld ressed in corset tops (I didnt la, I was too fat, will let you in the corset story later), mini skirts, makeup anyone can die for, and more boys. My god, some weird guy came up and talked to me and said what a nice arse I have and started groping me, so I smacked him with my clutch. hahahaha. And a pub fight ensued after that. I never thought I will be the root of a famous pub fight that got 24 people arrested from the pub. Apparently, the guy that groped me was one of the most wanted juvenile in Manchester! hahaha. haih...
Claire, Maggie, Jasmine, and myself went to Ayia Napa the other weekend, and we were just pissing about partying like mad, and while the girls went on fucking some weird English guy (as though you can't get English men in England, must go to Ayia Napa to find one), I went to BK and had the best BK in my life. All burgers come with feta cheese and a side Greek salad or couscous. Sedaps ok?
So my social life is typically British and boring, but I still love it! So I'm a mad-fer-it Manc, but definitely makan-makan type of Malaysian, and will always be.
Work is crap. I have some good friends, but got alot of sour-grapes also. Work politics is inevitable, so don't think that working in the UK or anywhere overseas is that great. We earn in £££ but you don't want to be taxed through your eyeballs as well. I end up being bloody brassic at month end, so it's never nice.
Counting down to my Mediterranean holiday in t-minus 30 days1 xx
How is everyone doing? I am.....alright? I assume. Work is taxing, as usual, my social life is ACE!! Apart from that, I'm just pretty much the same 'ol Dar. Most importantly my accent hasn't changed (haha) Well, you knowla our so-called Malaysians trying to be putih after only 3 months being in a foreign country.
It was exactly a year since I touched down in London about 3 days ago. And I am terribly excited that I am flying back to Malaysia before Deepavali. Nothing like Deepavali with your famiyl, come on la, last year I took a day off work on Deepavali day. and while my family were celebrating it without my presence, I was praying my life will get better at the ONLY Hindu temple in Manchester, after 1 1/2 hours of driving from Rochdale. And the priest was super not-friendly. But he gave Nick and I a 'miracle apple' - can you believe it that the apple is still uneaten in my fridge, haven't rot ok? Still looking fresh and spanking new. Brace yourself girls when I get back!! I will also be going to Australia for a month to see my sister...yes, she has got a job offer in Adelaide. Everything taken care of. So she is leaving by next month. Having said that, come July, my parents will be the only ones left at home in Klang and trust me, they will be jet-setting, Australia and the UK,taking turns. hahahaha. Good for them me old folks! They need the break.
So how did we celebrate my first anniversary of living here? CHINESE FOOD!! Always the better antidote to my tastebuds, everytime I eat English food the tastebuds tend to die and go to Heaven. And when there's food with attitude (hey, Indian food can be rebelliously hot ok?) my tastebuds are being brought down to earth. So Nick and I went to our favourite Chinese which is called the Rice Bowl (Deb, come to Manc next time and we will take you to Rice Bowl - forget stupid horrible English pub food!) Ah the hint of ginger and garlic and oyster sauce in every dish does make me think of home ALOT.
Most of my weekends are spent out and about in any big city in the Northwest. We girls went to Glasgow for parties and night clubs last weekend, and we were absolutely pissed in a day that was just bucketing down. Drenched white tops, glittery skinny jeans and skyscraping heels we braved the cold and was dancing away. But my new friends are abit boring la, to be honest with you. Since they alla re single, after a while they tend to pull random guys and don't even know where they are the next day (most of them end up naked in the room of a guy they pulled) They don't even remember how they fucked the guy cos they felt so numb apparently. So me and Natasha (the only non-available girls in the clan) end up going home on a 3:30am train down to Manchester. But yeah when the girls are sober, they are such fun.
My birthday was celebrated pirate arrrrhhhh style! It was amazing, we were alld ressed in corset tops (I didnt la, I was too fat, will let you in the corset story later), mini skirts, makeup anyone can die for, and more boys. My god, some weird guy came up and talked to me and said what a nice arse I have and started groping me, so I smacked him with my clutch. hahahaha. And a pub fight ensued after that. I never thought I will be the root of a famous pub fight that got 24 people arrested from the pub. Apparently, the guy that groped me was one of the most wanted juvenile in Manchester! hahaha. haih...
Claire, Maggie, Jasmine, and myself went to Ayia Napa the other weekend, and we were just pissing about partying like mad, and while the girls went on fucking some weird English guy (as though you can't get English men in England, must go to Ayia Napa to find one), I went to BK and had the best BK in my life. All burgers come with feta cheese and a side Greek salad or couscous. Sedaps ok?
So my social life is typically British and boring, but I still love it! So I'm a mad-fer-it Manc, but definitely makan-makan type of Malaysian, and will always be.
Work is crap. I have some good friends, but got alot of sour-grapes also. Work politics is inevitable, so don't think that working in the UK or anywhere overseas is that great. We earn in £££ but you don't want to be taxed through your eyeballs as well. I end up being bloody brassic at month end, so it's never nice.
Counting down to my Mediterranean holiday in t-minus 30 days1 xx
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