What's BTG Syndrome? New medical terminologies? Not quite. Disease? Perhaps!
BTG stands for Boyfriend-The-Great (Yeap, just like Alexander The Great!)
In some women's eyes, her boyfriend is the greatest living creature in the world. She eats, drinks, breathes boyfriend, almost that her sole purpose of existance in this world is owing to her boyfriend! Crazy isn't it? Not quite.
I can imagine I'll be told in the face - You probably being jealous! Yeah...right!
One very fine Friday afternoon, I invited a colleague of mine, for the very first time, to go for a shopping spree with me the next day. To my delight, she accepted my invitation. Just when I could almost imagine the clinging sound of the clothes hangers in fashion store, she said something which was really a put-off...
'...but I can only start shopping at 3pm.' She said.
'Why lah? Why wanna waste a good half of Saturday away? ' Me asked.
'Oh, coz that's time I'll probably got back in town, after I sent my boyfriend to the airport. My boyfriend is away for few days, I'm free to do anything for this few days'
(Remarks: She been living in with the boyfriend for some times...for goodness sake!)
So this would place me in... the backup plan for boyfriend-not-in-town? Perfecto! I could imagine if the boyfriend is around, I'll get a straight 'I can't!'
Beggers no chooser right? Hmmm... I need to think twice next time if i can withstand this cruel reality before I invite her again. Time to put up my best smile and try to make more new friends i hope!
I once invited my cousin's girlfriend to follow one of my 'home-visit' trip back to Penang.'Wanna follow me back to Penang and eat all the yummy sinful hawker food?' Me asked.
'I want!!!' She sounded excited.
'Come-lah! Follow me back this round. I'll bring you around makan-makan!' I told.
'Have to ask him. Been waiting for him -lah!' She looked towards my cousin with enquiring eyes.
'See first...' Cousin replied.
'No need to wait for him lah, I am inviting you now. You just need to say yes. I have place for you to stay too!' Me suggested.
Anyway, I got an sms from her next day: Thank you so much for inviting me to Penang. So sorry WE won't be able to make it this time...and thanks for invited me to stay at your place too, eventhough I'm still an outsider..."
What the heck! What era this young gal was born in? I always thought this 'outsider' theory would have obsoleted by 2010? NO???
If these are the 'values' I have to embrace to be in a relationship, I think I need to prepare to 'celebrate' my singlehood a lil longer...I just refuse to be caught with BTG Syndrome for the time being.
Hey it just crossed my mind: BTG could also be the initials for "Batang".... Batang Syndrom!
I guess I am just not desperate enough to go through this syndrome for... 'Batang' as yet. Ahhemmm!!!
Cheers to the fellow swimmers in the sea of loveeeeee... be careful of sea/BTG sick!
I guess I prefer lazing on sun deck, sipping pina colada while checking out nice tight butts under the disguise of my sunglasses, for the time being!
Saturday, September 04, 2010
Caught The World Cup Fever On Board
When the whole wide world was watching Netherlands was playing against Spain, I was travelling with KLM from Amsterdam back to KL.While as much as I am never-ever a football person, I was amused to find that there was a 'football' in my dessert!
Despite being up in the air, we are no less aware of what’s happening in South Africa - where 22 men were chasing one ball around the field!
Shortly after I ate the ‘football’, the captain actually announced thru the PA system, and screened a text announcement on the in-flight entertainment system that Spain has won the world cup.
This left me wondering would Spain's faith be different if i 'spare' the football...or should I just swallow it whole without... puncturing it? Awww...either ways, too late!
All it takes is a tiny twist of act, something as little as placing a ‘football’ on the dessert, to trigger a pleasant surprise, to get a message across, almost effortlessly!
It this case, I admire KLM for its creativity in showering their country footballers with their best wishes, at the same time impressed their passengers...well at least I'm!
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Alcoholic-to-be?
Just realised my last post was about alcohol too.
Anyway, for the first...or maybe two times in my life that, i felt the need to alcohol so badly.
Both times were on FRIDAYS! They were certainly no normal T-G-I-Fs... In Fridays, people do happy drink after five, just not I-need-it-so-badly-due-to-work-stress drink!
With the rate i drank and the quantity (for god's saken half pint beer), I am no where even near a alcoholic AA status... but I'm just shocked by the intensity of me needing it!
The worst thing is, it actually helped whatever the situation pre-drink I was it. After the half-pint, I just care-less.
For the first time, I truly understand and appreciate the existance of alcohol. :)
Anyway, for the first...or maybe two times in my life that, i felt the need to alcohol so badly.
Both times were on FRIDAYS! They were certainly no normal T-G-I-Fs... In Fridays, people do happy drink after five, just not I-need-it-so-badly-due-to-work-stress drink!
With the rate i drank and the quantity (for god's saken half pint beer), I am no where even near a alcoholic AA status... but I'm just shocked by the intensity of me needing it!
The worst thing is, it actually helped whatever the situation pre-drink I was it. After the half-pint, I just care-less.
For the first time, I truly understand and appreciate the existance of alcohol. :)
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Glenfiddich 15!
What a title to start the first blog of the year!
Is this the work after a few glasses? Hell no, else I would pronounce my blogging ability dead and very dead!
At the moment, I'm just staring at it, studying its lable, imagining... I will need to taste it soon, but not without my single-malt-whisky Jiu-Guis around!
I told Alessandro that single-malt is for those old and successful (i was told, not from me!).
His response: "Well i'm old, that's the only part of the description that I match... anyway, 50% should allow me to drink at least half a bottle, dont you think? ;) "
Good one, Alex! As promised, I will send you a pic when I am drunk! A pic which show that i have also consumed the 50% portion which u imagined as yours! :P
Is this the work after a few glasses? Hell no, else I would pronounce my blogging ability dead and very dead!
At the moment, I'm just staring at it, studying its lable, imagining... I will need to taste it soon, but not without my single-malt-whisky Jiu-Guis around!
I told Alessandro that single-malt is for those old and successful (i was told, not from me!).
His response: "Well i'm old, that's the only part of the description that I match... anyway, 50% should allow me to drink at least half a bottle, dont you think? ;) "
Good one, Alex! As promised, I will send you a pic when I am drunk! A pic which show that i have also consumed the 50% portion which u imagined as yours! :P
Sunday, August 31, 2008
The Quest of 'Soul Searching'...
Ok..ok... I admit that I don't know myself well.
When I was in my primary 6, the last year of my primary education, and back then, exchanging so called book of commemorate (you know, those book where you list down your details that you want ppl to remember you better, and then end it with a well wish to the owner of the book?) was definately the IN thing to do. So, everytime it was really a pain in the ass to receive a request and to put in details like favourite colour, food, movie, actor, bla bla...etc. I still remember flipping thru pages written by others frantically and try very hard to produce something, to the extend that to 'adopt' people's liking as mine, so that I could complete filling up the details, like others. Everytime it's more of a task than a pleasurable process to me. A commemorative way to end my primary life, hmmp!
The fact is, i don't have anything that i would love/hate so much that it's obvious to myself or others (but now I can't help to recall the the sight of an almost 4 feet high fading-pink teddy bear, carried around in the airport terminal by an adult indonesian girl - with height similar to the bear!! Ewww!). I can't help to wonder am I just being mysterious, or trying to be Miss All-Nice OR I'm simply a person without personality! Ms. No-personality is so un-cool, so i gotto do something about it!
So, my current resolution-of-Independance Day would be: to find out what I like and dislike...in the most obvious manner, of course. Let see...
1) Type of Favourite Vacation: Beach vacation!
Lazing under sun (not afraid of tan), gazing towards the sea, having the right to wear swimsuite & flipflops for the most of the day, hotel room with seaview... been my favourite. I keep wondering is that all i like about beach vacation?
How about the posibility of coupling up with cute guy on the first or second day on the beach vacation, and turn into a romantic getaway instead...say, moonlight dinner which leads to 'maybe-more' on the beach... he he he
(I know i know, here i go again!)
2) My favourite shape: RECTANGULAR
Why? Looking at the many hours spent in front of my TV and my laptop, also my car windshield (close enough to be rectangular) when I'm constantly moving around, this is quite obvious isn't it?
Two done and many more to go...stay tuned!
Happy Independance Day, Malaysia! I miss all the creative TV ads on Malaysia by all those big corps for the past Independance Days. This 51st is a quiet one, sadly.
When I was in my primary 6, the last year of my primary education, and back then, exchanging so called book of commemorate (you know, those book where you list down your details that you want ppl to remember you better, and then end it with a well wish to the owner of the book?) was definately the IN thing to do. So, everytime it was really a pain in the ass to receive a request and to put in details like favourite colour, food, movie, actor, bla bla...etc. I still remember flipping thru pages written by others frantically and try very hard to produce something, to the extend that to 'adopt' people's liking as mine, so that I could complete filling up the details, like others. Everytime it's more of a task than a pleasurable process to me. A commemorative way to end my primary life, hmmp!
The fact is, i don't have anything that i would love/hate so much that it's obvious to myself or others (but now I can't help to recall the the sight of an almost 4 feet high fading-pink teddy bear, carried around in the airport terminal by an adult indonesian girl - with height similar to the bear!! Ewww!). I can't help to wonder am I just being mysterious, or trying to be Miss All-Nice OR I'm simply a person without personality! Ms. No-personality is so un-cool, so i gotto do something about it!
So, my current resolution-of-Independance Day would be: to find out what I like and dislike...in the most obvious manner, of course. Let see...
1) Type of Favourite Vacation: Beach vacation!
Lazing under sun (not afraid of tan), gazing towards the sea, having the right to wear swimsuite & flipflops for the most of the day, hotel room with seaview... been my favourite. I keep wondering is that all i like about beach vacation?
How about the posibility of coupling up with cute guy on the first or second day on the beach vacation, and turn into a romantic getaway instead...say, moonlight dinner which leads to 'maybe-more' on the beach... he he he
(I know i know, here i go again!)
2) My favourite shape: RECTANGULAR
Why? Looking at the many hours spent in front of my TV and my laptop, also my car windshield (close enough to be rectangular) when I'm constantly moving around, this is quite obvious isn't it?
Two done and many more to go...stay tuned!
Happy Independance Day, Malaysia! I miss all the creative TV ads on Malaysia by all those big corps for the past Independance Days. This 51st is a quiet one, sadly.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
The Breakfast Talk
These are the two favourite food to have for my breakfast and they can really make my day!
Nothing beats a well scrabbled mushy yellowish-white eggs with sprinkle of salt & paper to taste, as well as fluffy warm brownish pancake served with maple syrup or honey..YUM YUM! (Raindrops on noses and.....those are a few of my favourite things.... - just sounded so Sound of Music-lah!)
I told this to Anne when we were having expensive pancakes at Paddington House of Pancake in Queen's Bay Mall. She laughed at me for treating such simple-to-do dishes as something precious, which I can prepare everyday if I want.
As simple as this two dishes may seem, I too had my share of disastrous experiences with their servings, which I wished I had not put them in my mouth!
These two are the things I look forward most when waking up in those boring hotel stays, anticipating they will be served as the way I like in the breakfast line! I would admit, if the hotel can serve this two dishes good, I can easily forgive other 'imperfection' they might have in the room.
I just refuse to 'common-lised' them in my kitchen!
Nothing beats a well scrabbled mushy yellowish-white eggs with sprinkle of salt & paper to taste, as well as fluffy warm brownish pancake served with maple syrup or honey..YUM YUM! (Raindrops on noses and.....those are a few of my favourite things.... - just sounded so Sound of Music-lah!)
I told this to Anne when we were having expensive pancakes at Paddington House of Pancake in Queen's Bay Mall. She laughed at me for treating such simple-to-do dishes as something precious, which I can prepare everyday if I want.
As simple as this two dishes may seem, I too had my share of disastrous experiences with their servings, which I wished I had not put them in my mouth!
These two are the things I look forward most when waking up in those boring hotel stays, anticipating they will be served as the way I like in the breakfast line! I would admit, if the hotel can serve this two dishes good, I can easily forgive other 'imperfection' they might have in the room.
I just refuse to 'common-lised' them in my kitchen!
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Doubts Date?! Date Doubts?!
I do social. I go out with friends, on one to one basis, or on group outing.
All the while, I have a narrow defination for 'date'. I always think going out of a date means having two persons go out on one-to-one basis, trying to spend some time together, most probably on a prospecting level, and somehow, the moment got to be personal enough to call it a date.
On one occasion, I happened to ask a friend of mine, Em, who's married for two years, and who hold a lot of views which i think are 'traditional' enough, her defination of dating. She concluded that dating consisted of two persons (boy-girl) going out on one to one basis. Her answer was simple, so did my level of understanding.
Since then, with a broader defination of dating, I have been dating here and there, on and off. Until one day, Em who started to feel skeptical since i am always in one date to another, asked if I'm really on any dates afterall. So i answered her that I was indeed on dates, according to her defination. In her bewilderedness, she replied in an unusually high pitch tone "Aiyoohhh, that's not dating lah. You got to hold hands or kiss when dating. You are nothing close to a date lahhh." Since then, I no longer date that much as I have claimed.
A friend of mine who I would like to call as an expert in the dating scene, enlighten me on one fine day not to drill too much in the true defination of dating, "Whatever is it, just make sure you have fun when going out with the person, that's all it matters''. He commented that he find most ladies that he met do take dating rather personally.
He accounted on a recent incident that he invited a gal friend as a date to attend a dinner function. After the dinner, he offered to take her home so that he could carry on to another drinking session with another group of friends. The gal was not happy as she said she was his date for the night and he should have spent more quality time with her that night. I blamed him for being rude but he insisted he has spelled out his plan earlier to her when inviting, and he did invited her to join but as he expected, she was not up to pubbing and drinking session. The incident further 'strengthen' his belief that gals can take 'dating' too serious, so he got to be more careful in choosing one in future.
Though on and off, i still confused about a thing or two about dating, while at the mean time, i do learn a thing or two as well...
1) Should gal be paying on date sometimes?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not the die-hard male-female total equality sorta concept supporter. I respect guys who pay for dates, of coz i despise females who took the situation for granted, ordered the finest wine/food she would never do so on her own account. I do pay, or rather buy my dates meals occasionally as a returning favour for their past treats whenever I can. I have done one of the deadly sin of dating, according to most of my gal friends when told.
2) Should gal be picking up her date?
Again, I do that. I'm in sales and drive all the time. Compared to non-sales people, I think i am more deprived of the comfort of being driven around. I know how good it feels not having to be put behind the wheels. I believe it's a good intention if i want to drive my date around, and i think they would enjoy that too. But then again, I have done one of the deadly sin of dating, as told.
3) Should gal be asking for a date?
I do that too, only when necessary though. I find myself contradicting, though i thought I have been a liberal person. In my ideal world, guy should be the one asking for a date, of coz it would not take long for me to answer yes! (I don't pretend when I yearn to date the particular guy!) Anyway, I don't mind asking occasionally to keep the dating spark on.
4) .....
Don't get me wrong, i still have LOTSA doubts, too much in my head that I can't recall anynow. I'll add in more if I can recall any. I don't mind any input though....gimme a beep!
Till then, to all the fellow drifters in the sea of dating, happy dating!
All the while, I have a narrow defination for 'date'. I always think going out of a date means having two persons go out on one-to-one basis, trying to spend some time together, most probably on a prospecting level, and somehow, the moment got to be personal enough to call it a date.
On one occasion, I happened to ask a friend of mine, Em, who's married for two years, and who hold a lot of views which i think are 'traditional' enough, her defination of dating. She concluded that dating consisted of two persons (boy-girl) going out on one to one basis. Her answer was simple, so did my level of understanding.
Since then, with a broader defination of dating, I have been dating here and there, on and off. Until one day, Em who started to feel skeptical since i am always in one date to another, asked if I'm really on any dates afterall. So i answered her that I was indeed on dates, according to her defination. In her bewilderedness, she replied in an unusually high pitch tone "Aiyoohhh, that's not dating lah. You got to hold hands or kiss when dating. You are nothing close to a date lahhh." Since then, I no longer date that much as I have claimed.
A friend of mine who I would like to call as an expert in the dating scene, enlighten me on one fine day not to drill too much in the true defination of dating, "Whatever is it, just make sure you have fun when going out with the person, that's all it matters''. He commented that he find most ladies that he met do take dating rather personally.
He accounted on a recent incident that he invited a gal friend as a date to attend a dinner function. After the dinner, he offered to take her home so that he could carry on to another drinking session with another group of friends. The gal was not happy as she said she was his date for the night and he should have spent more quality time with her that night. I blamed him for being rude but he insisted he has spelled out his plan earlier to her when inviting, and he did invited her to join but as he expected, she was not up to pubbing and drinking session. The incident further 'strengthen' his belief that gals can take 'dating' too serious, so he got to be more careful in choosing one in future.
Though on and off, i still confused about a thing or two about dating, while at the mean time, i do learn a thing or two as well...
1) Should gal be paying on date sometimes?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not the die-hard male-female total equality sorta concept supporter. I respect guys who pay for dates, of coz i despise females who took the situation for granted, ordered the finest wine/food she would never do so on her own account. I do pay, or rather buy my dates meals occasionally as a returning favour for their past treats whenever I can. I have done one of the deadly sin of dating, according to most of my gal friends when told.
2) Should gal be picking up her date?
Again, I do that. I'm in sales and drive all the time. Compared to non-sales people, I think i am more deprived of the comfort of being driven around. I know how good it feels not having to be put behind the wheels. I believe it's a good intention if i want to drive my date around, and i think they would enjoy that too. But then again, I have done one of the deadly sin of dating, as told.
3) Should gal be asking for a date?
I do that too, only when necessary though. I find myself contradicting, though i thought I have been a liberal person. In my ideal world, guy should be the one asking for a date, of coz it would not take long for me to answer yes! (I don't pretend when I yearn to date the particular guy!) Anyway, I don't mind asking occasionally to keep the dating spark on.
4) .....
Don't get me wrong, i still have LOTSA doubts, too much in my head that I can't recall anynow. I'll add in more if I can recall any. I don't mind any input though....gimme a beep!
Till then, to all the fellow drifters in the sea of dating, happy dating!
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Risk VS Benefit of The Unlay?
Out of boredom and having to sit in a training session, a slide showing that women who had the first pregnancy after 30 have a recorded higher risk of developing breast cancer somehow looks and sound like a pain in the ass to me.
As self-rescue act, I have sent this piece of info out to my gal gangs and I have a few returns, which have lighten my heavy day being needed to sit in a session with those who try to get their job done.
“Girls, do you know that women having first pregnancy after 30 have higher breast cancer risk? Better get laid and lay soon!” My sms spread out, and unexpectedly, the replies were of much fun and have provided some insightful story of the so-called new breed of gals in the 21st century.
“Sigh, no partner now…” mid 20s Eve who has just got out of a turning-bored relationship reply solemnly. Eve has been seen dragging her single guy friends around, trying to ‘rejuvenate’ herself in the social clubbing scene again. Her acts, unavoidably has created much speculation that she’s ‘on heat’, for another new relationship, of course.
“Any target recently? The risk is even higher if you never give birth, ha-ha!” the usual cool and sensible Meng threw in another alarming piece of pain-in-the-ass fact.
“Still looking for the elusive sperm! Got any fine specimen?” Ann, in her mid 30s, who is a single mother of 7 years old and been considering her daughter’s ‘request’ for a sibling.
“I had an ‘accident’ last weekend and am worried. Now it seems getting pregnant at is moment not a bad thing at all…” Unpredictable 26-years old Ping responded cheekily! This girl currently enjoying her new long distance relationship, after gone through a horrible break up, when the ex has knelt and knock his head till bleed to ask for a patch up. Long distance relationship came in as a good option to her after all the ‘stickiness’ of a close distance one. Cause and effect, as per say.
“Wow, let’s start production tonight! Ha-ha!” Jas, in her outspoken self. Positive response as expected as she just got to her ‘new acquired’ long-distance boyfriend.
“It’s so important until you need to send this sms 3 times in a row? He-he!” Ling complaining away of my phone acting up, while straying away from the ‘main issue’, probably a huge pain-in-the-ass to her too.
“So, what’s positioning message are you sending me? That’s why la-, I go gym everyday to minimize risk.” Replied Ho the early 30 in her usual product manager perspective, who’s also actively involving herself in the ‘flesh-flash’ uptown gym activity. This KL city gal has created some fears and worries to her mum as she decided to invest in an apartment of her own a year back.
The thing is, it looks like things will never be easy for the single girls in town. Having to face the fact that getting into relationship, and getting laid as well has never been a easy path (though one can get laid quite easy, I’m sure, but pardon me, I am referring to the one complimented by a good’o boy-girl relationship!
As firm as we want, while our single ladies out there proudly announce to the world and ourselves that it’s OK being single and uncommitted, now it seems the mother universe has lured its way into the girls’ attention, calculating a set of risk versus benefit of ‘get laid and lay’ formulation.
I can’t help to think that, is this a sign saying, it’s not that OK, after all, to exclude ourselves from the motherly responsibilities that has been assigned to us, and that we should seriously reconsider of getting into the heart wrenching relationship cycles…
If only guys can make our life easier… Now what says you, mother universe?
As self-rescue act, I have sent this piece of info out to my gal gangs and I have a few returns, which have lighten my heavy day being needed to sit in a session with those who try to get their job done.
“Girls, do you know that women having first pregnancy after 30 have higher breast cancer risk? Better get laid and lay soon!” My sms spread out, and unexpectedly, the replies were of much fun and have provided some insightful story of the so-called new breed of gals in the 21st century.
“Sigh, no partner now…” mid 20s Eve who has just got out of a turning-bored relationship reply solemnly. Eve has been seen dragging her single guy friends around, trying to ‘rejuvenate’ herself in the social clubbing scene again. Her acts, unavoidably has created much speculation that she’s ‘on heat’, for another new relationship, of course.
“Any target recently? The risk is even higher if you never give birth, ha-ha!” the usual cool and sensible Meng threw in another alarming piece of pain-in-the-ass fact.
“Still looking for the elusive sperm! Got any fine specimen?” Ann, in her mid 30s, who is a single mother of 7 years old and been considering her daughter’s ‘request’ for a sibling.
“I had an ‘accident’ last weekend and am worried. Now it seems getting pregnant at is moment not a bad thing at all…” Unpredictable 26-years old Ping responded cheekily! This girl currently enjoying her new long distance relationship, after gone through a horrible break up, when the ex has knelt and knock his head till bleed to ask for a patch up. Long distance relationship came in as a good option to her after all the ‘stickiness’ of a close distance one. Cause and effect, as per say.
“Wow, let’s start production tonight! Ha-ha!” Jas, in her outspoken self. Positive response as expected as she just got to her ‘new acquired’ long-distance boyfriend.
“It’s so important until you need to send this sms 3 times in a row? He-he!” Ling complaining away of my phone acting up, while straying away from the ‘main issue’, probably a huge pain-in-the-ass to her too.
“So, what’s positioning message are you sending me? That’s why la-, I go gym everyday to minimize risk.” Replied Ho the early 30 in her usual product manager perspective, who’s also actively involving herself in the ‘flesh-flash’ uptown gym activity. This KL city gal has created some fears and worries to her mum as she decided to invest in an apartment of her own a year back.
The thing is, it looks like things will never be easy for the single girls in town. Having to face the fact that getting into relationship, and getting laid as well has never been a easy path (though one can get laid quite easy, I’m sure, but pardon me, I am referring to the one complimented by a good’o boy-girl relationship!
As firm as we want, while our single ladies out there proudly announce to the world and ourselves that it’s OK being single and uncommitted, now it seems the mother universe has lured its way into the girls’ attention, calculating a set of risk versus benefit of ‘get laid and lay’ formulation.
I can’t help to think that, is this a sign saying, it’s not that OK, after all, to exclude ourselves from the motherly responsibilities that has been assigned to us, and that we should seriously reconsider of getting into the heart wrenching relationship cycles…
If only guys can make our life easier… Now what says you, mother universe?
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