Komik Kon Malaysia 2015

I may not be a hardcore comic fan but after experiencing the PopCon in Jakarta this year I might as well check out the first ever Komik Kon in Malaysia. Few tell-tale signs that this con may not a great one:

• Location location location, MAEPS, Serdang. Like seriously? How are you going to attract those who doesn't drive? Especially teenagers who probably make up 50% of the avid comic fans. 
• Hardly any publicity. 

That aside, photos! Entrance fee was RM35 bucks. Not exactly worth it... Do better next year guys! Here's a tip - get a big corporation to sponsor. :)

Took me a while to notice that Rumi was holding hands with the Storm Trooper. Heh heh.

The kid in the Dragonball costume is so cute! I also saw 'obi wan kenobi' walking with his daughter dressed as Princess Leia. I die. Cutest pair ever.

Your favorite superheroes dancing to feng tau music. Don't play-play, the Spiderman can do a mean breakdance move. Heh.

The boys getting acquainted with Kylo Ren. Please don't suck in the movie dude.

Yay robots!!!

Hello you.

Hello to you too.

Cool t-shirts sold here. I have enough t-shirts.

Sime Darby

Trust Sime Darby Convention Centre to be a step ahead when it comes to festive season menu. Got invited to their CNY Food Review. Oh hell I didn't get the memo about it being a full course menu food tasting dinner! (much to DH's changrin -_-)

I didn't complete the course because they started late (pffth typical). Managed to taste 3 dishes and yee sang. It was alright. I mean I've tasted better yee sang y'all. But I did enjoy their in-house band a la Stomp. And oh, they've refurbished the place. Goodbye nice yellow lamps hello er, old-fashioned chandeliers. ;p

Happy birthday Mama

Happy birthday Mama, I'm sorry I couldn't do more for your when you were still around but I hope you are doing well. I want to write more but I don't want to cry. Al-Fatihah.

limapulo: baba can cook

Well it seems limapulo has moved to jalan doraisamy - i haven't been to the heritage row for ages! a lot of things have changed and since i was there during lunch time i didn't get to try butter&bean and league of captains next door. waiting time to eat at limapulo during lunchtime though, is roughly half an hour. but it's worth the wait. and the best part is they have lunch sets! yay for poor corporate slaves!

But our lunch turned out expensive because Rai decided to order ikan pari and other dishes. -_-

I'm not a big fan for sago pudding but uncle john's sago is the best! 

uncle john is the owner that you will see at the counter by the way. sempoi je dia.

Zamasushi

Today is our last day in Japan. Well our flight is tomorrow evening. Not looking forward to go back to work and facing the haze. Had sushi for lunch. This is our second time here. When we came for dinner last week it was packed liked hell and the waiting time was 40 minutes top. No crowd during lunch time though.

So you pick and choose your food on the screen and the food will come via the conveyer belt. It will be announced on the screen and there will be a bird-chirping sound when the food is near. Haha..

The boys love the nectar drink - it's peach tea btw. The salmon sushi with cheese is my favorite! Even the fries with cheese (yes, at a sushi place) taste really good.

The sushi above is fried oyster (eh oyster ke?). Also so so delicious.

Taknak balik Malaysia!

Getting a Bao Bao in Japan

You know, at one point of my life the Bao Bao bag (alongside the damn balenciaga) were my dream bags but getting a balenciaga never happened because hell no I ain't paying 6k plus for a bag! I could but money don't grow on trees. Bao Bao was expensive too, for a tote bag.

But only because I've been viewing the US price. In Japan, the coveted Bao Bao is very cheap, but not easy to get. So when a friend asked me to get one for her mom, I said why not! But I couldn't believe that I have to queue just to get a number to buy the bag. Like, seriously?!

Sereyes.

First stop, haul my ass to Kitte Marunouchi store. Braved the mad Tokyo commuters' rush and got here at 9:30 am, because the line starts at 10:15 am.

People started queuing at 10am, only to be told to come back at 10:30am for the official queue to start. -_-

Issey Miyake store at 9:30 am. Hey, a bag fell! Probably has a life of its own. -_-

I am number 15! But wait, number 15 means you are the 15th person for the lottery process. If you don't get a number, bye bye. -_-

Wait, wrong picture. I got #19 (lottery numbers are only up to #20). Roy got #15 which means he gets to go in first and grab whatever's there. Bags are limited though, on the day itself there were only 39 bags. So if the first 14 person buy 2 bags each (one person is only allowed to buy 2 items) so you can do the math lah. -_- Dah lah I cannot swap numbers with my husband. FML! 

The biggest heart-stopping moment(s) is/are when you see the bags just flew off the racks, one by one. The guy in front of me pulak took the last small blue tote that I wanted!!! Bastard. Heard him go "nooo" when the woman in front of him touching the other bag he wanted. Dude, ko shopping handbag kalah perempuan!

2 frickin' hours later. SIMBOL KEMENANGAN.

Hi new friends (they look better IRL trust me). Left pouch and middle tote are for my friend. WHILE I JUST HAD TO GET THE BLUE ONE (it was the last one weh). Husband approved. He said I queued this long I might as well get one for myself. I like his rationale.
I belanja dia Santastic tee for taking the trouble to go through this pain with me today heheh. 

I go to sleep now. Just realised it's 4am already (3am Malaysia time). The sun will be up soon. Bye.

More kebab story

There is a small kebab joint in harajuku run by Turkish men. Slightly more expensive and I think mamo kebab taste better.

mamo kebab cafe near harajuku

The hardest thing about travelling with kids (ok their refusal to walk far is another story) is telling them that you can't eat fried chicken or chicken nuggets! They are haram! Hehe. Most of the time when we go out we feed them french fries (sigh - what would jamie oliver say) or make them eat at home first. 

That aside, for us adults, It's not that difficult depending on your was-was level ifyaknowwhatimean. I've traveled with people who ate like crazy at home before venturing out because they refuse to eat anything outside eventhough look, this food, that food -- confirmed halal / got no pork / certified by international islamic body bla bla bla. OK I digress. Had kebab at mamo kebab cafe, a tiny triangular food joint near Harajuku. The food is delicious! The chicken was fresh and the wrap was soft. 

I don't remember the last time I had a good kebab anyway...

coffee

Ini namanya coffee save budget. Having these two options have not made me a hipster cafes hunter this time around! 

can't stop munching on this!

ibaraki!

Hi!

Enjoying the (clean) Japan weather at the moment.

1. 

Tits

Been craving this since early this week when I saw them at BV1. Told Rai to get them for me today but she said today no sell. Gahhhhh

Anyways, I have a bone to pick with public breastfeeding mothers. I know some of us lament about being judged for breastfeeding in public. If you ask me, I am okay with this. As long as you're covered. Was having dinner in Bangsar today when the mom in the next table decided to feed her baby. 

In front of her dad. #awkwardnumber1

With her brother-in-law at the same table. #awkwardnumber2

and a male waiter taking orders. #awkwardnumber3

It wouldn't be so awkward if she at least had that special bib-thing to cover her chest. but from my table I can see her er, tit/areola part. I wished the floor could just swallow me whole when the male waiter came back to her table to kira bill and there she was, non-chalantly wiping her tit off.

Woman, please, get a proper room next time. It's just inappropriate. I know breastfeeding mothers can get a bit defensive about their rights to feed in public, and for that, I apologize. But do cover up. I don't really want to see boobs in public. kthanxbye!

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A portrait of my sons, once a week, every week in 2015.

Emre: Self-taught writer. #badmom

Rumi: Renewed his passport last weekend. Oh man, how time flies! 

A list!

Eating / Mission wrap wholegrain. Reminds me of chapati, only classier. Heheh.
Drinking / plenty of water.
Practicing / yoga, and an open mind.
Mastering / how to be less of a hoarder. 
Learning / to be a better boss.
Trying / to read/pray more!
Playing / plants vs zombies. major love
Finishing / er, food.
Reading / carlos ruiz zafon's marina
Remembering / shafiq danial. al-fatihah
Wearing / gym pants
Cooking / not cooking this week. the boys have started making their own scrambled eggs 
Working / on my exit plan year 2016
Traveling / out of Malaysia next month! can't wait
Wanting / to clean more. throw more. make more.

Foodie post

I love doing food posts and you should too! Updating this while waiting for maggi ayam to cool. :p

Lunch with Sammi Cheng (nama samaran colleague) at some Kopitiam opposite Kim Gary The Curve. It's so-so but the drink in the background? Super delish. Asam boi, lemon and longan. A bit too sweet though.

Husband made quinoa alio oglio and pan fried salmon. Sedap. I no lie.

Mini reunion with my Minions gang.There's only 3 of us. One took up the MSS and now working for a different bank, and another one has recently tendered to marry a French guy end of the year. I tendered too, then I couldn't make up my mind, and decided to stay.I am an idiot and a half but long story lah. Guilt is slowly seeping in but I do believe that rezeki is everywhere. Lunch was at Aunty Nat's in Hartamas, a favorite go-to place for nyonya food.

Aik, I thought there's more photos. OK next time then.

Idris

Found an old photo of my little eldest young man. 

Photo by Liy.

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A portrait of my sons, once a week, every week in 2015.

Emre: Potty-train - DONE! 

Rumi: Our in-house funny man.