Back in Penang now. The weekend passed by very quickly!!!
In such a harsh world nowadays where people would just mind own’s business, I actually ‘witnessed’ something different on the bus back to Penang.
Boarded ‘Nice’ bus at the old KTM station. With me on the bus, there are two Malay metrosexual guys, 2 Chinese aunties with a young boy, 2 Malay aunties with a young girl and a lone guy sitting at the back.
The bus picked up the second batch of passengers at the kl sentral and up boarded the 2 angmoh girls. Everyone’s eyes was at the girls as they mouthed ‘1.. 2.. Ah, there 5!’
Their seats were behind the 2 metrosexual guys and beside mine. The bus then moved and the bus was silent again, except the 2 guys who were chatting.
Suddenly one of the guys turned to the back and asked the girls where were they heading to.
One reluctantly replied, “well, our ticket is to Alor Star. We wanna go to Langkawi, we asked the guy at the counter on the way to get there and he said nearest would be Alor Star.”
I was thinking – ok. Correct but wouldnt the day be burnt if reach there late? Unless they’re there for long. Might as well stay at Penang island and have a look at Penang.
Then the guy said, “Ah. Wouldn’t the journey be longer? Moreover you need to take a cab from Alor Star all the way to Kuala Kedah.“
Could see that the girls’ faces changed.
It’s been hot hot hot day lately. Yes, it did rain, but still HOT! Weather goes haywire I supposed. @.@
In such weather, one would resort to something to cool down. The best option would be…

COCONUTS!
Having coconut drink during hot weather is like owning a designer bag. But having coconut drink with bunch of friends is like owning few designer bags! XD
When the KL gang went up to Penang few months ago, we decided to drop by this famous coconut place at Abu Siti Lane. The Anba.

Immediately we ordered the pandan coconut, and quickly relished our thirst with this cold pandan coconut juice. Hmmm~* refreshing!
I knew I couldn’t finish the entire coconut, so I shared with Sat. I took few sips and then started snapping portrait pictures of the gang.

That’s David, enjoying each sip of the coconut juice! Hoho!
Next, Jess, my half-sisto! Nom-ing away!

She scrapped the whole shell clean can! XD
Next, the birthday boy, HUNGWEI! It’s his birthday today – 15th Oct. Go wish him now!

Happy birthday kaima! Bila mau kahwin? XD
My kawan lama, Munnnnnnn!

She’s the part-time coconut salesgirl! Haha! See her promoting the coconut around! *runs before she kills me*
Here’s Sat busy digging the coconut meat! For me ofcz. Haha!

I realised I forgotten to take portrait picture of AA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ARRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Aaron, dui mm chu. Mm kei tak yeng lei geh siong.
*bow nonstop for apologies*
Luckily, I have one of him here, in the group! *phew*

It’s fun hanging out with the gang, and I yearn for such outing now, especially when I’m working now. I really looking forward to weekends nowadays! Especially the LONG ones! HAHAHA!
Again, I didn’t appear in any of the pictures here because I’m the photographer mah! Hehe!
Last Friday, the ‘laugh-die-me’ gang decided to hit the club!

Knowing that Hard Rock Cafe is new in town, we decided to drop by – despite few of us had been there before. Lol!
The 1st time I visit HRH, I didn’t enter the HRC as the cafe was fully-booked. So, I was very very excited and looking forward to chill there!
As me, Emily n Shuqi reached late, we had to wait for Yin to bring us in. At the entrance, the bouncers stopped us for bag check. Which greatly reminded of the security check at work. Minus the magnetic scanner thingy. Lmao!
Before we reached, we were told that we got a very nice place. And it was so true. We got the seats facing the stage directly, and we got long couch which is like yay! Because everyone wanted have the best view and nobody want to sit on chair with their back facing the stage including me, I had to sit more to the next table’s side on the long couch. I don’t mind sitting there as long as I got a comfy seat and great view. BUT my view was blocked by a man’s head of the next table who was sitting DIRECTLY in front of me. When I say directly – it means right in front of me.
Potongstimness!
Thus, I changed seat. I rather turned my body to face the stage, than having a head blocking the 70% of my view. *hiss*
One of the main attraction in HRC is the live rock genre band! Very rocky indeed, as they’ve rocked my night! (Gosh, sounds so wrong… hmm)

There are 3 singers – and the person to look at would be the one in the middle. I mean look at her – she sings, she moves, she dances, she “seduces” with eyes – while the other 2 just goyang kepala and move the mic stand. Okayla, I agreed that’s what a male singer would normally do. If both of them dance like her, then probably it would be very weird. Haha.
Back to the lady singer – her voice is awesome! Her voice can go all the way uppppp and all the way downnnnn. Terrific! Definitely wow us that night!
One thing I don’t like about the live singing is the sound system. Don’t get you wrong – the sound system is great, BUT as the night grew older, the volume got louder! Loud till a point I got massive headache. Luckily I managed to escape the ‘noise’ when Vingie asked me if I wanna checked the hotel out. Thanks Vingieeeeee!
The drinks.
Normally, people would order beer or cocktails at pub/club to chill. I would to – but because my skin condition got bad, I barred myself from ordering one. So, I quenched my thirst by ordering mocktails, or should I say non-alcoholic drink a.k.a Wild Berries! It’s very nice and the best thing is – the glass is big! Which means don’t have to order drinks often. Which means save money! *whee*
But, I was curious to know how much the price of the cocktail there. As Emily and I skimmed through the menu, I noticed that the price of the cocktails and mocktails there weren’t cheap. Cocktails would be priced above RM30 or RM35 (can’t recall), while the non-alcoholic drinks like the berries I had would be above RM22. Mine is RM25.

After few thoughts, our mocktails are considered cheap because they come in big glass. I felt the cocktails aren’t. The cocktail I normally order – Long Island Tea which Shuqi and Yin ordered that night costs RM42 per glass. If my memory doesn’t fail me, I usually pay from the range of RM27 to Rm35 for that.
But, this is HRC we’re talking about. GOTTA PAY FOR GREAT ATMOSPHERE! PAY FOR THE LIVE BAND PERFORMANCE.
So, I’m fine with paying RM29 for drink there. LMAO.

The design of the HRC is unique. I love the idea of combining the long couch and high rise bar tables to accommodate more people. I love the idea of building a mezzanine floor to house more people. I love the idea of turning the parapet wall into very cool bar tables, where people would place their drinks there while looking at the band. Excellente concept!

Oh, I love the idea of putting in a shop in the cafe! Why? Because there are chances of people buying something there. As memento. Wicked idea right? Haha!
Plus, what’s Hard Rock without their ever famous souvenir shop? (I can still recall the Hard Rock shirt that my parents bought for me years ago)

I didn’t check out their shop by the way. Yvelyn asked me if I want to, but I declined. Why? Because I feared that if I saw something that I like and I couldn’t have it because of the price – I might feel sad.
I shall visit when I’m loaded! That’ll be like 10 years later! Haha!
Seriously, HRC is packed with peoples! From the time I stepped into HRC which was at 10.45, the crowd kept increased, never decreased. I did a lot of observation, apart from listening to the music sang by the band. And I realised HRC managed to attract people from different walk of life. Different races, different ages, different dressing code,different “motives”.
Thus my FB status that day,
semakin lewat, semakin ramai olang, semakin hot, semakin banyak ‘eye-opener’!!!
Lazy to elaborate more, I shall summarise them into these!
Obs. 1 : HRC has free wifi! That day I was busy twittering and updating status on FB. Hoho!
Obs. 2 : Saw managers from workplace. Seems like they’re good at chilling out too. *hohoho*
Obs. 3 : Lots people with DSLR that day!
Obs. 4 : They have small ‘dance floor’ right beside the stage. But not much people utilised it. Most Malaysians are shyyyy. They would rather look at people who dance skilfully and think “I also can dance like that mah, but I shy” . LMAO.
Obs. 5 : Saw Mr. Geh, Mr. Suki and Hao Hao that night! So coincident oneee!
Obs. 6 : I scanned here and there for hot macho guys, found one but he’s more to the metrosexual-ic than macho. With a girl constantly baleko him.
Obs. 7 : I accidentally saw text message of the apek of opposite table. It started with “Cinta kita tidak akan …” The wife and kids were sitting next to him. So hmm…
Obs. 8 : The band sang lots 80s’, 90s’ songs. But we want more of PCD, Beyonce, BEP!
Obs. 9 : A girl surrounded by 3-4 mens? Hmm…
Obs. 10 : This one have to sensor la. P&C! Ahaks.
Lastly, a picture of us at HRC. Where iz me? *cries*

I had a great, fun night that day! Need such outing to unwind ourselves!
Where’s next?
-XOXO!
Funny thing happened to me today. Here it goes…
I was driving back from work. Like usual, I took the bridge which supposed to be faster way to head home. At 5.30 in the afternoon, the traffic already built up at the ramp going up to the bridge from Bayan Lepas area.
Seeing the massive jam (at least it’s not static), I was kinda ‘stressed out’. Moreover the rude drivers encounter, the hunger pang I had since 4, the insufficient sleep and rest – all attributed to me being very hot tempered. But I managed to keep myself calm and focus by blasting the songs from the radio and constantly telling myself to relax.
The ramp soon connects to the bridge where 2 lanes becomes 4 ‘lanes’. It’s supposed to be 3 lanes, but due to ‘no-white-lines’ drawn on the road, people just squeezed their way through. I was on the outer lane from the ramp; so as I drove further, the traffic became very congested and slow as the lane I was in sort of ‘combined’ with the inner lane of the bridge. But luckily most drivers were patient and tolerant – allowing one car from each lane moved into the middle lane.
When it was my turn, I knew that I could just followed closely to the car in front of me but because I thought that I should be thoughtful and allow the car on my left (a Spectra) to go through, so I slowed down and… to my horror, the car behind the Spectra (which is a Waja) trailed the Spectra so darn closely and almost ‘kissed’ my car.
Seriously, I was very pissed off. I purposely slowed down to see who’s this donkeih driver.
As the Waja drove past me, this ‘face’ greeted me…
There was this fella in the front passanger seat, wore the above mask, flatten his face against the car window and looked at me. Annoyed, I looked back at him – and I saw the rest (in the car) was looking at me too, including the driver. The driver is a cha boh. -.-”
They looked at me probably with the hope to see a shocked/hysterical me or something like that. Well since they wanted a reaction from me, this was what I did…

… with sarcasm behind the smile... where after I ‘smiled’, I frown at them.
And immediately all of them just ‘jerked off’ and talked/laughed among themselves – that I wasn’t sure. From their gesture, I guess I’ve reacted in a way that they didn’t foresee. Lol!
After I drove to outer lane, while they were still on the inner lane – probably finding another ‘victim’ to prank. Haha!
Now, to think of it, I should instantly flash out my handphone in the pretext of taking picture of the ghost-masked-person. Probably that time, he’ll do something differently – like pose for me?
Hahaha!
Finally, it’s Cambodia Hour! Yay!
Been dying to blog bout this, just that I didn’t have the time to edit pictures and blog bout them.
*sigh*
However, I’ve decided to blog real short. I’ll just say that 5 of us, Leemay, me, Kurubee, Ailing and Emily boarded the earliest flight to LCC Terminal to meet up with the rest (Aaron and William) before boarding the afternoon flight to Phnom Penh, Cambodia and we had fun in Cambodia.
The end.
Haha!
Nah, you wish it’s short. This will be a super long one.
MUAHAHAHA!
The journey to Phnom Penh took about 2 hours. The plane was full of our local people, their local people and some of the non-local people. Confusing? Nevermind if you don’t understand. Haha. I remembered that during the flight there was a strong ‘ikan masin’ stench that bothered us till Emily suddenly complained bout it quite loud in Hokkien.
Luckily their local people doesn’t understand Hokkien. Haha!
And no, the stench didn’t go away. -.-”