Kojima Hiroe in Malaysia

So, finally after months of planning, Hiroe is down in Malaysia soaking up the sun wiv us (^^)

So what do we do?

On the 21st, we used mom's company's spare apartment and stayed overnight. Small gathering with a few friends, 2 pizzas, lots of mushroom soup and freeflowing drinks.

Then, what do a bunch of cool and chilling teenagers do to kill time? They play



Hide and seek


Seriously






Then on the 23, we drove up to the City of Entertainment, with dad complaining most of the way about the car's engine. We hit the outdoor park with immediate effect, going on:



The "Swing"



The Flying Coaster



The Corkscrew

Then we wandered around the mall searching for presents for Xmas. We saw this little shop in a corner with a few funny hats, so Shirinnah and Hiroe opted of an image makeover (^^) Click went my shutter button, and out of no where, a sales girl pops out. She demands I pay RM1 for the picture I had just taken. No sign board stating that I have to pay, it was insane that I was informed of the payment only after taking the picture.


Like I was gonna pay...*evil grin*




Dinner was at a super nice but hyper expensive chinese retaurant. Supper was nothing fancy. Just a trip down to Starbucks (^^) The next day, we wheeled down the mountain, killing time at the mushroom farm and a chinese temple.

From there, we headed to to Bukit Damansara for Jessica's birthday bash. The kitchen was short handed, so we helped out, but as the adage goes, too many cooks spoil the broth. Well, it wasn't exactly a fiasco, but a mess it was (^^) Not enough utensils, tiny kuali, forgotten spoons, the works.


We all ended up eating with our hands. This was a hstorical moment for Hiroe; her 1st time eating with hands (^^) She's still trying to figure out where we put all that food we eat.

We tried to sleep that night, so that we could wake up in time for the Christmas service in Serdang.

Due to the lack of vehicles, we all took the train to Serdang instead. The most embarrasing train ride of my life. The girls were yelling in the train, laughing all over, while some guys thought it would be funny to sing happy birthday on the train. Fun, yeah... but head-in-the-sand worthy.

Christmas lunch was awesome. Another opportunity for Hiroe to marvel at the Malaysian gastronomic capability.






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The Wise Man Built His House On The Rock…

But the rock shifted due to overdevelopment of the hillside.

Not so wise after all.

The things people do to earn money.

The Chinese put melamine in their milk, we point fingers and ask why didn’t they have stricter rules, or don’t they have a sense of principle. At least with melamine, you don’t lose the roof over your head and have your belongings looted; you just suffer from a stone (easily removed) or you go to a better place (or not).

Well, with house prices hitting the millions, its no surprise the people in the construction business want to get rich too. People want houses with views, we’ll give them houses with views and conveniently forget to tell them that the ground isn’t stable. No one would be any wiser. Officials are easily bribed anyway…


I want to be a contractor to! Off to get my hair permed, and to buy a pair of bright yellow boots…

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You prepare a table for me…my cup overflows


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Main Dish:
Hamburg steak with brown sauce reduced with red wine; served with mashed potatoes and smoked sausages

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Dessert:
Bread pudding with Granny Smith Apples, served with cream

Woke up with a sore head. Dad asked what to do with all the potatoes “menganggur-ing” on the shelf.

Well… what better way to eat spuds than to mash it.

According to ‘The Man Who Ate Everything’ written by one Jeffrey Steingarten, the way to stop your mash from becoming glue is to pre-cook your spuds at 70 degrees Celsius  for 20mins (double that time if your spuds are the waxy kind), cool them, then cook them again at 80 degrees Celsius till they are soft.
Did that, added a generous lump of butter, and a good slosh of milk, some rosemary, mashed it all together, and hey presto! I have a lump of soft yellow heaven in a bowl. (^-^)

Just about then, the oven cried out in under-use. And so I tore up 10 slices of bread, chucked in about 12 tbs of sugar, 2 eggs, an adequate amount of milk, and let the mixture sit in the fridge while I chopped up some Granny Smiths *plays SAW soundtrack*. Mixed everything together then slammed it into the oven.

Took a blue pill and went to bed since my sneezing was getting really annoying. Woke up hours later to find someone had cooked some beef patties and sausages, prepared a head of lettuce, and sliced some tomatoes. I forgot to mention that ‘that someone’ had also neglected to wash up the pan after frying the patties, so I added some red wine to the stuff (you know… the grease and juice from the meat) left in the pan for sauce, and diced up the sausages (that went into the mash).

Bibbady Bobbidy Boo!* Ladies and Genteelmen, dinner is served!

* this is from Disney’s Cinderella in case some of you have left your childhood memories behind, or simply never grew up with Disney.

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