Gongxi Gongxi Lau & Stephanie!
Stephanie so sweet!
Lau red rootbeet!
Jiayou Jiayou Lau & Stephanie!
Jiayou Jiayou quickly get baby!
Okay that was lame.
*hugs* to both.
P/s: Thanks for realising that I’m still young and for not rushing me to find myself a man, mum.
On Wednesday, a bunch of us had the opportunity to act as a bunch of hardcore diehard enthusiastic weeded up audience for Patrick Teoh’s upcoming talk show.
Uncle Patrick all prepped up and ready to go go go!
Patrick asked Suan&Co. to make it for the 11am show. And she was like,
“Hello? Some of us have an actualy day job here?”
“Take leave lah”
-_-”
And JUST because we are all damn semangat setiakawan, and ALSO because we all damn like Patrick as he is seems to be the nicest, sweetest, most genuine member of the performing arts industry we’ve met, EVAR, we willingly obliged.
TV Smith being sober
The first time I ever set foot into a real studio was almost 15 years ago. Was involved in 5 second head shot for some Colgate advertisement. Took us a whole 1 bloody hour to get it done. WTF.
*5 second shot. 1 hour.*
*talkshow - 45 minutes…. means… how many hours omfgwtfdiestanding*
I started dreading over what I had gotten myself into.
As we entered the set, we were greeted to a life rehersal by some AF runner up chick in a purple and green costume accompanied by a live band. Er……
WTF. PATRICK YOU LIED TO US?!?!?! ISN’T IT SUPPOSED TO BE A TALK SHOW HOSTED BY YOU!?!?!?! GIVE US OUR MONEY BACK !!111one.
Har? OH. Got TWO guests tonight kah? She was the first? Oh. Shy.
Introducing the “Jazz Cafe” live band.
There were already audiences present since 10 in the freaking morning. Wahliu. We were there only for the last shoot of the day (about 9pm) to buat kacau saje.
There was this guy who kept telling us to act all SHITFACE HAPPY ENTHUSIASTIC SCREAM MOVE CLAP COME ON MAKE SOME NOISE.
But we were too sober for this man. WAYYYyyy too sober. How the hell did these other people do it since TEN? SOBER?
After they were done shooting her, it was a 15 minute break.
And off we went to look for TV and Patrick to get our money back.
TV coaxed us with an offering of a whiskey bottle.
We were coaxed.
Everybody is a camwhore.
The band man, they were really awesome. Really, REALLY good. Really friendly too.
Two of the band members came out for a break. And we all got better acquainted over *cough* drinks.
Then they stole the fucking whiskey bottle into the set. Magpies.
Just before the shooting began again, I filled up MY glass with more drinks. *cough*
Yeay! Patrick’s ON! Finally!
*clap clap semangat giler babi shout shout scream scream wolf whistle go crazy!*
The ever hyperbubbly Ida Nerina was the second guest for the night! So much energy! Like Energizer bunny!
She was so nice! Came over to shook our hands, said hie and even camwhored with us! Yeay!
Posing with the bubbly Ida Nerina after her interview.
The entire shoot lasted for about 2 hours.
Then off we went the Laundry Bar at The Curve for MORE DRINKS! WOOT!
….. which had a jamming session from an amateur band going on, okay seriously wtf was that about wei. Jamming sessions in a garage lar, not bars mah.
Bloggers. Sheesh.
My first experience ever as a member of a talk show audience. Maybe I’ll get to see myself on tv! YEAY! STARDOM! HOLLYWOOD! RICHES! ENDLESS SUPPLY OF LIQUOUR! HAREMS OF VIRILE YOUNG MEN! HERE I COME!
Related:
Suanie (Thanks for the pics!)
Kimberly
FireAngel signing off!
Wednesday.
Suan: “Jom. We go temple on Friday morning, want? :D”
FA: “Har? Temple? Why suddenly?”
S: “Wesak on Friday mar!”
F: “Orh! Which one? The Kuan Yin temple on the way to KL one? Can! Long time never go adi…”
S: “Er, no. Maha Vihara. At Brickfields.”
F: “Sounds like Hindu temple only….”
S: “Like Christianity, Buddhism also got a lot of different branches lar. My one is called Theravada. Your one called Mahayana. But both still Buddhist mah.”
F: “My one like got more cultural influences already also right? I remember last time, I always thought that if you were Chinese you were automatically a joss-stick sticking, paper money burning sort of Buddhist. I am a bad Buddhist. Only pray once or twice a year when I balik kampung. Bwahahha… er actually hor, people do what in your sort of temple one?”
S: “Pray lah!!”
F: “…..”
S: “So how? Go or not?”
F: “Go go! Good first time experience!”
S: “We go early early okay? Beat the crowd. 7am lah”.
F: “Set.”
A lot of shops set up by opportunistic peddlars outside the temple. There’s something not so right at trying to make money off people on their way to a place of worship.
Later, that night.
F: “Ma. I go temple with Suan on Wesak Day morning okay?”
FA’s Mum: “Temple? Ok ok. Go lah! Which one?”
F: “Mahatma something or other… at Brickfields one”
FA’s Mum: “Har? You going HINDU TEMPLE??!?!?!”
F: “Laughs Out Loud”
View of temple grounds from big hall. Can not believe how many people didn’t sleep in on a public holiday.
Friday morning.
FA’s handphone alarm: ” BEEP BEEP. 7.30am. BEEP BEEP.”
F:“Grumble grumble grumble”
*dial dial dial*
S:*sounding sleepy* “lo?”
FA: “Wei. 7.30am already okay.”
S: “we go a BIT later okay?”
F: “EHaEHAheAHEaHEah.. okay okay.”
8am
*dial dial dial*
F: “Suan?”
S: “okay okay getting ready adi.”
8.30am
S: “Outside your house d!”
F:*Thinks to self* “Year right. 7 my ASSSS”
Little boy playing at temple’s fountain. A lot of people seen here washing their faces and throwing coins into the lotus’ petals in the middle of the fountain. It’s funny how people just assumed everything in the temple is holy and/or will bring them luck or something. Maybe they were just feeling hot.
*lines up behind 34892765 people to go into main shrine*
F: “Shit too many people wei.”
S: “Forget it lah. Let’s go take lots of pictures!”
F: “Yeay!”
S: “I wanna go see the Chief High Priest, later also”
(Waited 2 freaking hours and only caught a glimpse of him when he came out from his chambers to makan. Poor Suanie. 
)
Lotus candle offerings on the main alter.
*see buddha statues. see lots of people. see lots of beggars. see lots of joss stick. see lots of smoke.*
*can not see anymore from all the smoke*
*cough cough*
F:“Eh, I wanna pray with joss stick lah. a bit weird for me to pray without joss stick.”
Joss sticks and butts.
*click click*
F:” Damn a lot of people wei. Damn hot. HOT HOT. The sun is on my head!”
*goes line up in some long line to be splashed with water to cool down from heat blessed by monks*
*kena sprinkle with a lot of water*
*put money in little big reddonation box*
*given small plastic medicine bottle filled with (holy?) water and a bunch of yellow strings*
F: “Suan. This bottle for what?”
S: “To bathe in kua.”
F: *looks at tiny plastic bottle. notes that it is smaller than own hand* *thinks to self* “not even enough for a baby rat loh”
People lining up to get wet blessed by monks with some sort of a palm leaf and water.
*click click*
“OIL LAMPS FOR PEACE AND HAPPINESS!”
“RM10!”
*go kaypoh*
*click click click*
Random nice volunteer: “Want to come in to take pictures?”
F:*shy shy* “Yes please thank you!”
*click*
Thousands upon thousands of oil lamps for Buddha and happiness.
F:“Suan.”
S: “Ar?”
F: “Why do these people offer flowers?”
S: “Flowers represent impermanence. See the flower, at first so pretty, then it wilts and dies. Everything that lives will eventually die also. So flowers serve as a reminder that we all have a finite life lar, and not to hang on too much to worldly possesions”
F: “Kanineh. So fucking depressing one.” *sniff*
11.45am
S: “Jom lah. Let’s go.”
More pink candles. I liked them. They were pretty. I like pretty things.
On the way home.
F: “Suan.”
S: “Ar?”
F: “Actually, what’s Wesak Day all about?”
S: “…. I’m not really sure also.”
F: -_-”"”"
(but Suan went back and made sure she knew what it was. Click!)
Gong xi Gong xi God & Saint!
Wishing both of you all happiness under the sky and above it too!
May it be an abundant and productive matrimony!
Just you all wait. One day it’ll be my turn and all you fuckers will have to pay ME back my fucking angpows. WITH INTEREST (because,you know, the future value of money is almost always higher than the present value of money)
Pokai adi okay! Kanineh.
Okay okay, kidding only.
(but not the part about giving me back angpows)
(nor the part about paying back with interest)
Muaks!
Other friends, who happen to freaking blog too, who were present, who also blogged about the wedding (Bah, bloggers.):
Suanie
KY
ST
Just because a girl is single and feeling miserable doesn’t mean she needs to go to bed feeling all cold and lonely at night.
Especially not when she has just about so many other objects of her desires to spend the night with.
Uh-huh.
*SIGH*
Oh well.
Goodnight.
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