Flamb

Skipped the 3-hour Malaysian Studies class yesterday (which usually lasts about 2 hours with a long break in between), especially when I found out from Matt and our lecturer that the only grade they’d give you is a Pass or a Fail. Which makes no sense to study hard for this fairly useless subject since high marks wouldn’t be credited nor accounted for.

Went to Pyramid with Andy, Kay Li, Vic Kee, Chai Huey and Kent, in 3 separate cars. The rest decided to go the newly-opened Dragon-i, a place Kent described as a fine-dining area. It has gorgeous, antiquated Chinese interior, complete with a statue of some warrior thingy. Prices were insanely pricey, like how 4 Shanghai Dumplings were sold at RM8, although admitedly they were different in some way and quite tasty.

Went back at 5.30pm, reached home about 20-25 minutes later, and rushed to get myself showered and dressed up to the occasion for the fine-dining to come later. Wai Hong came to my house at about 6.30pm while I was in the middle of finding for my shirt and pants.

Picked up Ryui Bynn, Jon, and Andy on the way and we were all off to TCPJ, where Shawn studies his Culinary Arts (met up with Shawn’s car at Projet first). We had to make advanced booking for the very cheap fine-dining restaurant ran by students and overlooked by a lecturer.

Our starter, a cheese puff (quite alright I suppose) with some weirdly named salad I didn’t want to finish.

We also had a choice for the night’s specials, costing RM9 each, a Screwdriver (orange juice + vodka) and a Blue Margarita. I took the former, which was quite good.

The centerpiece was the flag, which was really too plain and quite unsuitable methinks.

Main course! Medium-rare beef was quite good, same goes with the potatoes, the flam? or whatchamacallit required salt and pepper to taste exquisitely funky, and the cheese thingy wrapped in artichoke.

We also had our pineapple plus thick cream thingy cooked in flamb? - which this server at the other end from where I sat supposedly did quite magnificently, although I missed it when I went to the gents (or rather, a unisex toilet). Since we had about 8 people in total in three tables, we have two servers displaying their flamb?ing us, which, in case you don’t know what a flamb? is (hell I didn’t know before this anyway), is food doused with liquor and burned in flaming fire - quite a sight to watch, although the server near where I sat failed when the fire was quite tiny. =___=

Jon snapped this pic of me, complete with tie and all.

Sinfully delicious dessert (heck, everything here tasted quite funky), which after several bites made me feel quite zhai.

Group pic!

Shawn taking a shot. After done with dinner two hours later at about 9.30pm (had to pay RM24 each, inclusive of the RM9 special, which, Shawn said, was really quite cheap since it’s fine-dining and all), we went to the 7th floor of the college for pool at X2 Club. wtf got pool at college. Have to pay lah of course, RM15 an hour per table, and RM2 per game at foosball.

I played a few rounds of pool, a two-on-two. I was teamed up with Heng, opponents were Ryui Bynn and Shawn, and all 3 of them were quite good save for newbie ol’ me. Funny thing was, I didn’t shoot in more than 2 balls when the game ended with us winning when we have like 5 balls left, opponents had none left, and Shawn took a jumping shot to shoot in the black ball, with the white ball bouncing off the table.

Second round, I was just standing when we won yet again when RB shot in the black ball in the first two rounds, lol. Heng proclaimed I was his lucky charm. We won further in subsequent rounds with other people.

Went back to pick up Jess and Esther from Court 10, and Sarah from USJ 20, and Andy in WH’s car had the idea of tying this neck/head-rest thingy at the rear window. It was quite funny to watch WH in the driver’s seat squirming to have it removed while driving, and even more hilarious when the pillow thingy automatically untied itself and flew backwards with the wind when WH was doing a 100 on the flyover. Suffice to say, the affected party wasn’t amused.

We went to Purple Hills and gathered there with a bunch of other people who had the same idea as us. The location is such that, you can actually see the glittering lights of the cities from atop this hill, and when midnight approached, fireworks were blasted everywhere at the horizon from left to right, even though most were quite far. Quite a sight, although I was too fucking tired to appreciate what was happening.

Friends were singing Negaraku, Selangor’s anthem, school anthem, Tanggal 31, with others watching - Malays, Chinese, Indians - some in parked cars honked the melody along with us.

This pic was snapped with these three cute Malay girls (not so cute in this pic, for they looked like, um, Ju-On or whatever it is) next to Ju-lien and Heng where we joked they were their kids. I didn’t bother to snap how the cities of lights looked like since it wouldn’t come up well with my camera, but you can get a gist of it from this pic above and below.

Another group pic! We asked a Malay lady to snap two group pictures for us, and she obliged while her boyfriend waited on a motorcycle. After finishing snapping pics, Esther joked, “Jumpa lagi di sini tahun depan!”

Mamak session at Tanjung at 12.30am. Wai Hong dropped his occupants here, dropped Andy at his house where he drove out again to pick up Geok Leng, both arrived later; Shawn and the rest in his car came shortly after WH dropped us, while Kai Tzin, Daniel, Teck Seng and Kai Shen came much later, with Jun Man joining us after his own friends from another table went back.

Posing maut with Jess and Esther.

Group pic, with Teck Seng as the cameraman. Notice the lala pose at the back.

It’s no secret that I get irritated, annoyed, and incredibly grumpy very easily when I’m beyond what people would term as ‘tired’, hence why I chose to be quiet lest I annoyed other people in return. If Kaitzin, Ding, Kaishen and TS are reading this, sorry ya didn’t greet you guys properly even though didn’t see any of you (except for Ding) for a long time ‘cause I really was too tired, only had 4 hours of sleep the previous night and went out the entire day without nap.

Reached home at 2am plus by Shawn’s car, and had to wake up at 7am again today to go to ZOMG freaking temple to receive monetary awards for my SPM. Heck, ironically I’m not even a believer anymore! wtf, had to sing patriotic songs like thrice because of ‘technical problems’ with their idiotic radio, and sit through fucking clich?d speeches of how far we have to come till today. Saw Bryant of CSO and Pn Tan Chin Chin and daughter.

Quite a horrible way to celebrate Malaysia’s 49th birthday when I was still reeling off from exhaustion. I think I’ll spend the rest of today finishing one of my assignments; maybe like, this is my way of paying tribute to Malaysia, to contribute to the overall human capital.

Merdeka! Happy one-day hol to the most of you.