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Someone bought me a thong!

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I don’t intend to write something like this. No…never. It’s not like me to write something like this. But I can no longer keep it a secret. What secret? Well, someone bought me a thong!

Very cute dangling thing with thin brown straps and angel and birds on it. Gosh…  I simply love it. I’m gonna use it over, and over again. It is just, so, so sexy. My very first thong. I never had any thongs before. This is the first time I laid my eyes on a thong. Just looking at my new thong makes me feel so loved and appreciated. It makes me feel like a very sexy woman.

I’m not gonna tell you who bought me the thong. That particular someone wants to be anonymous. After all, thongs are very personal gifts, are they not? Gosh… I never expected anyone to give me a thong as a gift. This is a first for me. My very first time ever receiving such a personal gift, and I am so happy.

This special someone is just like the angel on my thong. Knew exactly what I’ll appreciate and treasure. Knew my desire, and my needs, and therefore, gave me a thong with thin straps for me to use to my heart content. The fact that the thong is handmade makes this present more special.

Do you guys wanna see the thong I mention? Scroll down to have a look at it. It is just sexy!

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Here it is…

LOL…

No.. it is not undies… lol…it’s a thong… a book thong. Do you know what a book thong is? LOL… I didn’t at first. I thought it’s some sort of undies to be worn to cover your ahemm… private parts to seduce someone or to make yourself feel arousingly sexy.

A book thong is a piece of beautifully crafted bookmark used to mark your book page with style. It’s just like a piece of jewelry for books. Book Thongs never scar the page, never fall out, and snugly hold your last line. They make a stack of books sparkle with beauty. Isn’t it just sexy? LOL…I think it’s sexy. It takes my breath away. And I love it! LOL…

The thong is a perfect gift for an avid reader like me. Thank you very, very much O my darling angel. I really feel sexy and appreciated. 😀 I’ll be sure to use this dangling sexy thing whenever I read my sexy books. I’m sure it’ll bring a new height to my reading. LMAO…


Cleffairy: Naughty fairy is back. 😛

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When the boss is an idiot…

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I was talking to my father a couple of days ago, and he was complaining that his boss is such an asshole, and he felt like retiring early. He told me that he no longer have the motivation to work, and such things worries me as my father is never the kind who looses his motivation easily.

In some ways, my father is a boss too. He’s in quite a high position in his company, but he’s the kind who likes to inspire his subordinates. I still remember the times when I was a little girl and he brought me to his office often after school before he sent me home during his lunch time. People are often full of praise for my father. They said he’s a very good boss as he respect his subordinates and treats them like his friend after working hour. And I was so, so proud of him though my mother gets quite jealous when the ladies in the office are full of praise for her husband.

My father always have this ‘can do’ attitude and hardly show any lack of interest towards work until he have a new boss transferred into his office, so I was really, really shocked when he told me he felt unmotivated to work, and when he told me that I did the right thing in my life by choosing to be a freelancer instead of working under someone.

My father’s statement alarmed me, as all these while, he’s quite against me going into freelancing. He wanted me to have some financial stability instead of uncertainties. He must really be feeling the stress with all the office politics that he’s been thrown into to be saying such thing to me. 🙁

My father mentioned to me that this bloody bastard is a kind of dictator and have no respect for his subordinates and treats them like the lowest scum on the face of the Earth and never takes anyone’s opinion into consideration. His words must be treated like a decree, and he seems to think that everyone is some sort of walking creature with mush for brain.

What’s worst about this Hitler wannabe is he loves to take credits for other people’s works and blame people for the mistakes that he did, and he wants people to bow to him all the time, and not to mention that he loves apple polishers.

Worst of all, he’s the kind of people who doesn’t believe in meritocracy. That means… whoever licks his boots and his asshole clean, they would get the benefit out of it, and it doesn’t matter if they doesn’t know how to do work.

Sounds pretty much like an asshole who couldn’t get his dick up to me. Only cowards who have erectile dysfunction would demands others to respect them instead of earning it, and only useless craps favours another useless piece of shit. That must be it. He couldn’t get it up, and that is why he constantly makes others look bad and feel bad in order to make himself feels good.

I didn’t quite know how to comfort my father. I listened to his bitching. And comfort him in the only way I know how, which is to bitch with him about his work as well. At the end of our conversation, I told him one thing. I told him this:

“Daddy, if your boss is such an idiot, maybe you could use the best of it and make some money out of his idiosyncrasies. Write a book loosely themed around it. Maybe a book with the title ‘My Boss Is An Idiot’. Make the best of the situation. You don’t have to loose, you know? I’ll help you edit your book for free. The book would be a hit, and then you can retire with ease.”

I was expecting him to laugh at me for my somewhat half baked suggestion. But to my surprise, he didn’t. He looked at me thoughtfully and told me that he really taught me well, and he’s glad that I remembered that when life gives you a lemon, make lemonade out of it. He then thanked me for reminding him that.

His gratitude inspired a smile on my lips, and though I am not quite sure if our ranting session managed to de-stress him, but I thank God that ever since I left home, I don’t have much generation gap with my father, and I could talk almost anything to him as he treated me like an adult instead, unlike ‘you know who’  who takes me as brainless bitch who who doesn’t know anything about life at all and often assault my ears each time we crossed path with nagging and contempt.

Looking at my father… sometimes, I think both of us are in the same shoes. People tend to take advantage of us because we are civilized to people and we respect people.

Looks like it is time for me and my father to learn and realize that some people, regardless of their role in our lives, are not worth to be respected, and we should not respect them just because that is expected of us. Respect is earned. Not demanded. I wonder…what does it take to get shitty people like that from stepping on our tails? Should we stop being nice and regard them with contempt instead? Perhaps we should show them that we’re not the kind of people to be messed with by snarling into their face and make them pay for what they did to us. Perhaps, that is the most effective way to stop people from stepping on our head and stabbing on our backs!

Cleffairy: Apple polisher is the worst kind of human being, but when life gives you a lemon, make lemonade out of it.

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The purpose of writing…

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I couldn’t sleep again. I woke up in the middle of the night after having a sleep paralysis, and I wasn’t too comfortable to go back to bed once again, despite being completely comfortable under the sheets with my one and only.

Writing has always been therapeutic to me, and so here I am, writing…or rather, blogging? This will be a yet another short entry, cuz though I am having loads of plot bunnies in my head and feeling truly inspired to write about many things, my fingers seems to feel a bit rebellious and not really taking order from my brain. I have to admit it. I am tired. But I simply could not rest, as I feel restless and unsettled, but nothing is going to change that in the short period of time, so let’s just leave my sleeping problems and disorder out of the discussion. Let us talk about the purpose of writing instead.

Sometimes, I really wonder if I’ve strayed from the real purpose of setting up this blog? Well, I suppose, at some point, I really did stray, because my true intent of blogging is writing from the heart, just like I did with my novels and short stories.

I want to touch people’s heart and change lives and make a difference, and hoping so much at least one person out there become a better person because of my writing. That is my purpose. My mission.

I wanted to inspire others, share one part of my heart that I would never do with people around me. That is what I want. To touch people’s heart, to reach out, to make people think, and to educate people on certain matters and close the generation as well as the geographical gap.

I don’t know how successful I am at achieving it, but for what it’s worth, I’m glad that I did reach out and made friends with some people through my writing.

I have a small body and small voice. Nobody would notice me if I were to talk in public and express my views, as I don’t look intimidating enough, but most would notice me and know me through my writing because I sounded so fiery and spirited in most of my article, and even emails. I may be small, I may not be loud, but I couldn’t thank God for more for giving me a bigger voice in other form.

I write to reach out to all of you out there. To share my point of view and a part of my heart with you that I couldn’t really share with people around me. I wonder… what is the purpose of you writing your blog? I’ve always wanted to write from my heart and touch people’s heart with my thoughts and my views, that’s why there’s never a picture of me in my blog. I want everyone to ‘see’ me through my writing. Not my pictures.

How about you? What is your purpose of writing?


Cleffairy: If writing short stories and novels and publishing them online is a form of ‘blogging’, I could have been a blogger since 1998.

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Help Me. I am lost. Find me. I want to go home.

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Those who are not pet owners could never understand how it feels like to loose a pet, but I do, because I am a pet owner as well. I own a cat, and the cat is always a part of my family rather than just a house pet, and I would be completely devastated and distraught if I were to loose my cat, because she means so much to me.

I saw this missing dog ad, and I’d like to pass the message around, cuz I understand how it feels like to wait for a missing pet to come home. 🙁

Wolfgang is a 7 years old Siberian Husky, and he was believed to have ran away from home at about 10.30pm on 23rd March 2010. He was last seen at 3TwoSquare some time at night about 2-3am by the hardworking guard – whom managed to video a picture of Wolfgang slurping down water that the guard passed him.

If you happen to come across a black and nicely built Siberian Husky, do not be afraid of him. His looks are deceiving because he is as gentle as a mice and will not harm anybody at all. Just try to grab on to him and call

Samantha at 016-2180080.

His profile:

Name: Wolfgang

Age: 7 years old

Built: Large

Colour: Black and white

Eye colour: Dark brown

Distinctive feature: A tiny white dot in his left eye.

Collar: Red collar with black lining, with paw prints all around

He was last seen by the guards with wounds near his eye area probably caused by fights. Please be gentle to him!

Please help pass the message along. The owner is worried sick for Wolfgang.

Cleffairy: Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten. Some animals are not just pets. They are a part of our family.

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Time may have changed us…

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Time is a funny thing. It may change us to the extend we could no longer recognize ourselves, and yet, sometimes, certain things remained the same.

Before I write further, allow me to extend my sincerest apologies to all, as I’ve been pretty busy lately, and I didn’t really have the time to grace your blog with my presence as often as last time. For those who had been concerned and sms-ing me to ask if I’m all right, I’d like to thank you. Thank you very much for caring for me. It truly means a lot to me, and I’m deeply moved by your kind words, and sincere, heart-moving thoughts.

I assure you, I’m fine…just occupied to the max. Busy… for me is good. It makes me feel alive. Remember my entries last year? I sounded rather devastated and was completely frustrated with life, and I was so determined to find happiness and inner peace, no matter what it cost.

And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing; living my life to the fullest. I’ve been reading the letters I wrote to myself faithfully, and I’m happy to say that my writing therapy did work. Apart from making me feel better and much more alive instead of feeling zombified, the letter to myself made me do crazy things; like waltzing the middle of the night as well as indulging myself with sinfully delicious chocolate cakes when everyone is sleeping.

I feel more and more alive with each passing day. And I realize something important. It’s  one of the biggest key in having inner peace and happiness-all I need to do is be myself, and instead of trying to please others, I please myself first.

I feel happier and definitely much better. This may sound selfish… but then again, if I don’t love myself and take myself seriously, nobody else would. Bottom-line is, I must respect myself first, before I respect others. That’s the way it should be, not the other way around. And I  should never, ever allow anyone to make myself feel inferior. Nobody had the rights to do so, it doesn’t matter who they are.

Anyway, as I mentioned earlier in this entry, time changed people, and yet, certain things remained the same. This is a little bit outdated, but I’d like to write it down regardless, as a reminder, as a memory that I shall soon look back with fondness.

Last week, 27th February 2010, I met two important people in my life. One is a blogger friend whom is dear to my heart, someone who was there for me during one of the darkest time of my life. She was the first to discover that I’ve lost my home in a fire last years, and she’s the only one at that time who was there to help me pull through my depression. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be here today, writing this, as I would probably cold in my grave. She was there for me when I was almost suicidal.God truly loves me. I may not realized it back then, but He did sent me someone to give me emotional support when I needed it most, and I couldn’t be more grateful for that.

It’s truly nice to be able to meet with her and her family. Her two kids are absolute darling, especially her little girl. In many ways… her little girl made me feel that I am not so horrible with kids after all. 😛 I met her on borrowed time, though, as I had to meet another important person in my life, and she had to leave as well. I can only pray that I can meet her again next time and bitch with her about life to our heart’s content.

27th February 2010 was also very historic for me, as I finally meet up with my best friend, Pauline, after 8 years of not meeting each other, despite of living in the same country. It is truly, absolutely pathetic that we didn’t manage to meet each other, considering that we’re somewhat partner in crime since God knows when. Sheesh! I can’t believe it! Amazing enough, we’re still best friends or rather, sisters. Yes, indeed, we’re more like sisters than just best friends. 😛

Funny thing about me and Pauline is how we managed to still be best friends despite of not meeting each other all these years. It seems that technology had taken over our lives like nobody’s business. We used to communicate with each other using the land-line almost everyday after school… and when both of us pursue our higher education, we started to use our damn hand phones to communicate with each other. And then, we graduated to MSN messenger, and now… the bloody twitter along with those sms. *SIGH* Thank God for technologies… though we were far apart, we still could keep in touch with each other, regardless of distance.

I am so, so glad that I was right. So damn right that it doesn’t matter where I go, I shall always be her friend. I promised her back then in 1999, that she’d never loose me as a friend, even if she would never get to see me as often. She’d be in my heart, like a brand, forever.

You see… it was after PMR, and Pauline was sitting with me and a few other friends, talking about our future and stuff. You know, the usual pondering school kids does when they had nothing better to do after their examination besides playing monopoly and chess in school.

Out of the sudden, Pauline bawled her head off, getting all emotional about loosing the friendship that she had with me and our two other friend. Two other girls, J&D followed suit and cried at the prospect of not being able to see other other again when we our own ways in the future.

Everyone at the table cried a pail of tears(fine, that’s a little exaggerating)… except for me. No… I didn’t cry. Not even a single tear in my eyes. I remembered it very well. Pauline asked me that time, why I wasn’t even sad the the prospect of not being able to see each other anymore in the future when we finally left school…and everyone present were wondering if I did not appreciate our friendship.

Much to their amusement, I laughed instead. I told them it is silly that they thought we would not remain friends when we won’t be able to see each other everyday anymore. I then assured Pauline that she won’t be able to get rid of me easily, as intend to be friends with her, even when I left school, and not able to see her as often anymore.

And I did just that when I finally left school, and we went separate ways, leading separate lives. I kept in touch with her, with the help of technology. See, Pauline… I kept my words. 😛 I am still your friend, still your partner in crime.

You are never forgotten. You’ll always be in my heart, and even when I’m old and senile, I would still have my blog to remind myself about you. You’re a goner, girl. You got one lizard haunting you and ‘sticking’ with you for the rest of your life. For what it’s worth… I am still conjoined with you as ‘Panda’ would say, and I would still be your shadow as Pn. Aishah would tell us.

After almost 8 years of not meeting each other…we finally met again. And for a moment, I was stunned when I saw Pauline. She reminded me so much of her mother, my teacher. It’s not because she looks as old as my teacher, but because of the way she carries herself. You know, the handbag, make-up and all. My teacher used to carry them too. *sigh* And it doesn’t help it that her hairstyle was almost like my teacher’s. Hers was more sporty and more hip, though. I seriously mistook her as my teacher when I met her last week.

It is weird, to see your best friend who was also your classmate, not in her uniform. LOL… no joke. It definitely feels weird to me, and somehow, I knew Pauline felt the same way about me. She must be thinking of how different I am now. I was no longer the same girl that she knew in school. And I daresay, she must have felt weird that I am not in my school uniform too, only she was probably too polite to express it to me. Oh, well, it can’t be helped. Sometimes I am honest to a fault.

Gone were the girls who wore their long hair in ponytails and don their respective school uniform. Pauline was no longer wearing her blue prefect uniform, and I was no longer wearing the fiery red librarian uniform.

The two girls were replaced by two individual with sporty hairstyle and make up, and another with her girlish summer tube and jeans with no make up on. Pauline must be quite surprised with the dressing of my choice. Back then, I would never wear something so girlish and revealing. It’s funny how time changed us, and how we present ourselves to the world.

Time may have changed us mentally and physically and how we lead our lives, but as we sat down, having our cuppa, I realized, that time could never take one thing away from us; which is friendship, and how we felt about each other. The night of 27th February 2010…somehow, someway, despite of the way we look and the way we have matured, we were still the girls who don their blue and red uniform.

Deep inside, we were still the girls who wears their hair in ponytails. I am more than certain that time could never take our friendship away, and our beliefs in life. All we need to do is, look back when we feel lost, and rediscover the ‘forgotten us’-the girls who lived life to the fullest, honest to themselves, and strive for not only happiness, but for satisfaction in life.


Cleffairy: Don’t you know? When you look at the memories of the past, it doesn’t mean that you won’t be making new memories. Can’t you see? People who forced themselves to forget their past, will eventually forgot who they really are, and who they wanted to be.

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When I couldn’t sleep…

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It’s been months…months since I had recurring nightmares. It faded for a while, but the peacefulness of the night sleep that I’ve been getting for a week or two did not last, and I keep getting nightmares again, and this explains why I’m awake at 3:53am Malaysian time, sitting in front of the PC, trying to forget the vivid dreams that’s been visiting me. It’s the same old dreams, and though it is not that scary anymore, it still disturbs me greatly.

It seems that the ‘Evil One’ refused to let me have peace, even when I’m asleep. I am not quite sure why I’ve been getting those horrid nightmares over and over again. It seems that ‘someone’ is trying to send me a message and is unhappy when I am at peace with myself and feeling contented.

But God is with me…I have faith that he will protect me from the ‘Evil One’. These days, when I woke up, feeling agitated because of those dreams where my loved ones betrayed me, I prayed, and prayed hard, though it did not help me to sleep, but it helped to calm me and made me see, that those horrid nightmares actually had a theme, which is ‘it’ wants me to give up what I have now instead of persevere.

Well, though the whole world might be against me, He will always be with me, and that will remain unchanged until the end of time. Am I not blessed… to be able to realize His eternal love for me when I am still young? Things could be worst, and I could have ended up like those people who decided to shut Him out of their life.

Ladies and gentlemen, you may not understand my ramblings, but it is all right. I am here not to ramble much. I am here just to share a little something… something for you to ponder on.

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I asked God to take away my bad habits.

God said, No.

It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up.

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I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.

God said, No. His spirit is whole, his body is only temporary

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I asked God to grant me patience.

God said, No. Patience is a byproduct of tribulations;it isn’t granted, it is learned.

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I asked God to give me happiness.

God said, No. I give you blessings; Happiness is up to you.

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I asked God to spare me pain.

God said, No. Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.

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I asked God to make my spirit grow.

God said, No. You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful.

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I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.

God said, No. I will give you life, so that you may enjoy all things.

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I finally understood, that when God says no to me each time I asked Him something, it is not because He doesn’t care for me, but it is because he is smarter, and definitely knows better. After all, I am just human, and God works in mysterious ways.

I have learned how to be more at peace with myself, and my journey is still very long. While some pray for my safety and happiness, there are some others who wants me out of the picture, and tries very hard to ruin my happiness. I am completely aware of that, and I want to say here that I know about all of your evil intentions, for you couldn’t be more obvious. It doesn’t matter what you do, I no longer fear you, for God is with me, and I’ll have you know that I have a hurricane in me that will destroy you if you dare to harm what I’ve fought so hard to protect.

One could work with the demons and sell their soul to the devil just because they want others to suffer, but by the end of the day, God will give me justice, and he shall protect me, in his own ways.


Cleffairy: God is my strength, my eternal guiding light. He stands with in the sunshine, and calms me through the stormy nights.

The Lord is my strength,
My eternal guiding light.
He stands with me in the sunshine,
Calms me through the stormy nights.
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It was 100° celcius hot…

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Pete thought I went MIA because I was busy doing stuff on the bed, looking for G-spot. LOL… unfortunately, that was not the case for me. I was busy, yes, but not on the bed, but outdoors, meeting people whom I am fond of and people who loves me,people who are important to me,people whom knew me not as Cleffairy, but the girl who had dreams, and a hell of a daredevil.

I was busy. Busy being me. It’s been a very long time since I am ‘Me’. This is the next best thing a lady could have besides spending her time in bed, discovering how to bring her pleasure to the next level and screaming her head like some possessed madwoman.

Yes, people… Cleffairy does go out and meet people, though not as often as those classy hussy of socialite. *roll eyes* I do have a life though some of you thought otherwise. And yes, I do step out into the sun when I feel like it. Yes, it is safe to conclude, that Cleffairy is just elusive, and not a bloodsucking vampire, though she looks like one, according to smallkucing. LOL.

It’s been a busy week for me, and I haven’t had the chance to go around blog- hopping and leaving my thoughts in everyone’s blog, and for that, I extend my sincerest apologies, and I pray that everyone is doing well and surrounded by harmony and happiness.

Mother Nature seems to be showing her fierce streak these days, reprimanding her human brats not to mess with her or she’ll burn us all the way to hell with global Warming, and no matter where I go, I will feel like being under the weather. the heat is almost too much for me to handle, but apparently, it doesn’t stop me from going outdoors, or even put the heat on my table.

It was 28th February 2010 when my other dad; my FIL decided to put the ‘heat’ onto the table for the closing Chinese New Year Dinner. Honestly, I’ve been really looking forward to the closing dinner on Chinese Valentine’s or better known as Chap Goh Mei, because truthfully, I am rather fond of my FIL.

Having meals with him had always been a pleasure, because he made it a happy occasion by letting us children eat whatever we like, and apart for that he make great conversation instead of finding faults in everyone who is seated at the table during meatime, and I usually enjoy his companionship.

Anyway, it’s never the food. It’s great company that counts. 😛 I could sit in a mamak stall with my FIL and have just iced tea and roti canai, and I’ll still enjoy the meal immensely.

I like the fact that my FIL always emphasize quality over quantity. I may not get to spend much time with him, but the time that we usually spent together are usually quality time, and he always gives me the feel good feeling each time we meet for lunch, dinner and whatnot.

In many ways, he is another father to me, and I didn’t like the fact that many misunderstood him and judged him for the things that he did. He may not be the perfect human being to everyone else, but he is someone whom I respect, because he earned my respect without demanding for it, unlike many others in my life.

I never did respect him just because he’s an elder. Never because of that. I respect him because I chose to, and I want to. Not because I was asked or forced to respect him. I admire his courage and wisdom to not only take chances in life, but also for his bravery to admit that he is not always right as well, and tries his hardest to make amendments for his mistakes, even though it was beyond repair.

People may have shunned him and judge him, but I think, he did the right thing at some point in his life. FIL made me see, that everyone is just human. They are entitled to make mistakes, and nobody should judge others for what they did, and for what it’s worth, what differs us human and animals is that we can use our brain to think to live in harmony with each other. Those who cannot do that…who constantly tries to make others uncomfortable by trying to create tension and uneasiness on purpose just because they dislike others, is no better than animals.

Anyway, enough rantings and ramblings. As I said earlier…though the weather is scorching and sizzling hot, it does not stop me from going out and facing heat on the table.

The heat that I meant was the heat that came from steamboat pots. LOL… My FIL brought us, the brats to a steamboat restaurant known as 100°C Steamboat restaurant, located in Jalan Kuchai Lama, Kuala Lumpur.


The ambiance was good. Japanese style, and fully air-conditioned, and one could have their steamboats with personal pots. Good for those who are tired of fighting over what soup they should order when eating steamboat in restaurants. One need not fight over what kind of soup they should be having in this steamboat restaurant, cuz they have personal pots for each customers.


They also have wide selections of sauce to go with your steamboat, so you won’t have to just eat your fishballs, veggies and whatnot with just the usual chilli sauce. Yes, people, the picture above is those sauce I mentioned. All you can eat. LOL…


For starters, FIL ordered the auspicious Yee Sang. Everything was fresh and crunchy, and the salmon fish buried inside was something to die for. It was sweet and fresh. And the pomelo pulps inside of it made me crave for more.


I ate my portion, and somehow wished that there’s more. I not only had fun tossing the yee sang together with my FIL, my BIL, SIL and Auntie, but I also had fun making auspicious wishes together with them. This ‘closing reunion dinner’ was fun and gives me the feel good feeling, and it is so damn different from the so-called reunion dinner that I had during the Chinese New Year’s Eve itself. Well, different company, different kind of feelings, I guess. I certainly like this one better than the one during Chinese New Year’s Eve, that’s for sure.

I ordered my favourite soft drink to go with the food…Hahaha…. yes, we’re always allowed to order our own drinks when we go out with FIL. Isn’t that great? We’re allowed to make our own choices because FIL treated us like adults who are perfectly capable of making our own decisions. LOL…okay, that’s a bit exaggerating, though… but I like the fact that FIL allowed us to choose our own food and drinks instead of making decisions for us. He spoiled us rotten…and we’re allowed to take those unhealthy stuff to our heart’s content.

I made excellent choice with the coke, as I chose tomyam as my soup, and boy, it was so damn spicy, just the way I like my tomyam soup to be.

My portion of steamboat ‘liews’. I just ordered the small set, consisting of various fishballs and chicken slices, cuz I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to finish off those bigger ones.


I forgot to snap most of the food pictures as I was too busy enjoying the food and having a good chat with my FIL and SIL…but I can assure you that the food was as great as the company. 😀 I’m particularly fond of the chicken slice… I’m not quite sure what they used to marinade the chicken, as it was so sweet and succulent. There’s hints of pepper and sugar, and I’m not quite sure what else. All I know is that it was yummy, and therefore, they deserved a place in my tummy.

Apart from the little mishap caused by the waiter earlier on while delivering our drinks, everything else was perfect and pleasant. My younger SIL was unhappy with this little incident, and rightly so, as the spill drinks dirtied her handbag. I would have been upset if I’m in her shoes, but everyone was in a happy mood, so I guess the  apologies and the discount given as compensation chilled my SIL’s temper, and our lunch was not ruined after all.

Under normal circumstances, I would have gone berserk and inform them that I will be writing about the incident, and they should be more careful in the future, but then again, as I said… I was really in a good mood, and I couldn’t feel angry and therefore, did not lash out at the poor waiter who probably will be reprimanded by his superior. LOL… very rare or me not to flare my temper, right? Well… good company does that to me, I suppose. I am only cranky and bitchy when I am not happy and had nasty people for company. The rest of the time…I’m as serene as the calm sea. (Yes, do not provoke me, that’s the keyword! I have a hurricane in me, calm as I looked like.)

Before we left…I snapped a few more pictures in the restaurant, seeing how at ease everyone was. My BIL took out his phone to snap some pictures too, and my sporting FIL gave a few good pose when I was in action too. 😛


I don’t know what this signboard says…as I couldn’t read Chinese characters…but I’m guessing it’s a wishing well? I don’t know. Please read it for me and let me know what it says….


There was a nine dragon fountain underneath the signboard…I guess it’s a wishing fountain… as people threw coins inside to make wishes.

There’s another one underneath the signboard too… a single golden dragon guarding the man made pond. I am impressed… dragons guarding water. I suppose in feng shui, this decoration means the dragons is guarding the incoming money. 😛

For those who are interested in checking out this restaurant, here’s the address:

No. 3 & 5, Ground Floor, Dynasti Central, Jalan Kuchai Maju 18,
Off Jalan Kuchai Lama,
58200 Kuala Lumpur

Tel: 03-79800899

This small gathering with FIL is one of the reason why I went MIA… I’ve been outdoors throughout the week. As much as I enjoyed good companionship and good food, I’m hoping to get back to my routine as soon as possible. 😛 Sometimes, being too blissfully happy makes me tired too. I need constant challenge to keep me motivated, and I bet March is full of challenges. 😀

Cleffairy: Some people makes others happy where ever they go, while some others makes people happy when they go.


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It was 100° celcius hot…

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Pete thought I went MIA because I was busy doing stuff on the bed, looking for G-spot. LOL… unfortunately, that was not the case for me. I was busy, yes, but not on the bed, but outdoors, meeting people whom I am fond of and people who loves me,people who are important to me,people whom knew me not as Cleffairy, but the girl who had dreams, and a hell of a daredevil.

I was busy. Busy being me. It’s been a very long time since I am ‘Me’. This is the next best thing a lady could have besides spending her time in bed, discovering how to bring her pleasure to the next level and screaming her head like some possessed madwoman.

Yes, people… Cleffairy does go out and meet people, though not as often as those classy hussy of socialite. *roll eyes* I do have a life though some of you thought otherwise. And yes, I do step out into the sun when I feel like it. Yes, it is safe to conclude, that Cleffairy is just elusive, and not a bloodsucking vampire, though she looks like one, according to smallkucing. LOL.

It’s been a busy week for me, and I haven’t had the chance to go around blog- hopping and leaving my thoughts in everyone’s blog, and for that, I extend my sincerest apologies, and I pray that everyone is doing well and surrounded by harmony and happiness.

Mother Nature seems to be showing her fierce streak these days, reprimanding her human brats not to mess with her or she’ll burn us all the way to hell with global Warming, and no matter where I go, I will feel like being under the weather. the heat is almost too much for me to handle, but apparently, it doesn’t stop me from going outdoors, or even put the heat on my table.

It was 28th February 2010 when my other dad; my FIL decided to put the ‘heat’ onto the table for the closing Chinese New Year Dinner. Honestly, I’ve been really looking forward to the closing dinner on Chinese Valentine’s or better known as Chap Goh Mei, because truthfully, I am rather fond of my FIL.

Having meals with him had always been a pleasure, because he made it a happy occasion by letting us children eat whatever we like, and apart for that he make great conversation instead of finding faults in everyone who is seated at the table during meatime, and I usually enjoy his companionship.

Anyway, it’s never the food. It’s great company that counts. 😛 I could sit in a mamak stall with my FIL and have just iced tea and roti canai, and I’ll still enjoy the meal immensely.

I like the fact that my FIL always emphasize quality over quantity. I may not get to spend much time with him, but the time that we usually spent together are usually quality time, and he always gives me the feel good feeling each time we meet for lunch, dinner and whatnot.

In many ways, he is another father to me, and I didn’t like the fact that many misunderstood him and judged him for the things that he did. He may not be the perfect human being to everyone else, but he is someone whom I respect, because he earned my respect without demanding for it, unlike many others in my life.

I never did respect him just because he’s an elder. Never because of that. I respect him because I chose to, and I want to. Not because I was asked or forced to respect him. I admire his courage and wisdom to not only take chances in life, but also for his bravery to admit that he is not always right as well, and tries his hardest to make amendments for his mistakes, even though it was beyond repair.

People may have shunned him and judge him, but I think, he did the right thing at some point in his life. FIL made me see, that everyone is just human. They are entitled to make mistakes, and nobody should judge others for what they did, and for what it’s worth, what differs us human and animals is that we can use our brain to think to live in harmony with each other. Those who cannot do that…who constantly tries to make others uncomfortable by trying to create tension and uneasiness on purpose just because they dislike others, is no better than animals.

Anyway, enough rantings and ramblings. As I said earlier…though the weather is scorching and sizzling hot, it does not stop me from going out and facing heat on the table.

The heat that I meant was the heat that came from steamboat pots. LOL… My FIL brought us, the brats to a steamboat restaurant known as 100°C Steamboat restaurant, located in Jalan Kuchai Lama, Kuala Lumpur.


The ambiance was good. Japanese style, and fully air-conditioned, and one could have their steamboats with personal pots. Good for those who are tired of fighting over what soup they should order when eating steamboat in restaurants. One need not fight over what kind of soup they should be having in this steamboat restaurant, cuz they have personal pots for each customers.


They also have wide selections of sauce to go with your steamboat, so you won’t have to just eat your fishballs, veggies and whatnot with just the usual chilli sauce. Yes, people, the picture above is those sauce I mentioned. All you can eat. LOL…


For starters, FIL ordered the auspicious Yee Sang. Everything was fresh and crunchy, and the salmon fish buried inside was something to die for. It was sweet and fresh. And the pomelo pulps inside of it made me crave for more.


I ate my portion, and somehow wished that there’s more. I not only had fun tossing the yee sang together with my FIL, my BIL, SIL and Auntie, but I also had fun making auspicious wishes together with them. This ‘closing reunion dinner’ was fun and gives me the feel good feeling, and it is so damn different from the so-called reunion dinner that I had during the Chinese New Year’s Eve itself. Well, different company, different kind of feelings, I guess. I certainly like this one better than the one during Chinese New Year’s Eve, that’s for sure.

I ordered my favourite soft drink to go with the food…Hahaha…. yes, we’re always allowed to order our own drinks when we go out with FIL. Isn’t that great? We’re allowed to make our own choices because FIL treated us like adults who are perfectly capable of making our own decisions. LOL…okay, that’s a bit exaggerating, though… but I like the fact that FIL allowed us to choose our own food and drinks instead of making decisions for us. He spoiled us rotten…and we’re allowed to take those unhealthy stuff to our heart’s content.

I made excellent choice with the coke, as I chose tomyam as my soup, and boy, it was so damn spicy, just the way I like my tomyam soup to be.

My portion of steamboat ‘liews’. I just ordered the small set, consisting of various fishballs and chicken slices, cuz I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to finish off those bigger ones.


I forgot to snap most of the food pictures as I was too busy enjoying the food and having a good chat with my FIL and SIL…but I can assure you that the food was as great as the company. 😀 I’m particularly fond of the chicken slice… I’m not quite sure what they used to marinade the chicken, as it was so sweet and succulent. There’s hints of pepper and sugar, and I’m not quite sure what else. All I know is that it was yummy, and therefore, they deserved a place in my tummy.

Apart from the little mishap caused by the waiter earlier on while delivering our drinks, everything else was perfect and pleasant. My younger SIL was unhappy with this little incident, and rightly so, as the spill drinks dirtied her handbag. I would have been upset if I’m in her shoes, but everyone was in a happy mood, so I guess the  apologies and the discount given as compensation chilled my SIL’s temper, and our lunch was not ruined after all.

Under normal circumstances, I would have gone berserk and inform them that I will be writing about the incident, and they should be more careful in the future, but then again, as I said… I was really in a good mood, and I couldn’t feel angry and therefore, did not lash out at the poor waiter who probably will be reprimanded by his superior. LOL… very rare or me not to flare my temper, right? Well… good company does that to me, I suppose. I am only cranky and bitchy when I am not happy and had nasty people for company. The rest of the time…I’m as serene as the calm sea. (Yes, do not provoke me, that’s the keyword! I have a hurricane in me, calm as I looked like.)

Before we left…I snapped a few more pictures in the restaurant, seeing how at ease everyone was. My BIL took out his phone to snap some pictures too, and my sporting FIL gave a few good pose when I was in action too. 😛


I don’t know what this signboard says…as I couldn’t read Chinese characters…but I’m guessing it’s a wishing well? I don’t know. Please read it for me and let me know what it says….


There was a nine dragon fountain underneath the signboard…I guess it’s a wishing fountain… as people threw coins inside to make wishes.

There’s another one underneath the signboard too… a single golden dragon guarding the man made pond. I am impressed… dragons guarding water. I suppose in feng shui, this decoration means the dragons is guarding the incoming money. 😛

For those who are interested in checking out this restaurant, here’s the address:

No. 3 & 5, Ground Floor, Dynasti Central, Jalan Kuchai Maju 18,
Off Jalan Kuchai Lama,
58200 Kuala Lumpur

Tel: 03-79800899

This small gathering with FIL is one of the reason why I went MIA… I’ve been outdoors throughout the week. As much as I enjoyed good companionship and good food, I’m hoping to get back to my routine as soon as possible. 😛 Sometimes, being too blissfully happy makes me tired too. I need constant challenge to keep me motivated, and I bet March is full of challenges. 😀

Cleffairy: Some people makes others happy where ever they go, while some others makes people happy when they go.


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It was 100° celcius hot…

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Pete thought I went MIA because I was busy doing stuff on the bed, looking for G-spot. LOL… unfortunately, that was not the case for me. I was busy, yes, but not on the bed, but outdoors, meeting people whom I am fond of and people who loves me,people who are important to me,people whom knew me not as Cleffairy, but the girl who had dreams, and a hell of a daredevil.

I was busy. Busy being me. It’s been a very long time since I am ‘Me’. This is the next best thing a lady could have besides spending her time in bed, discovering how to bring her pleasure to the next level and screaming her head like some possessed madwoman.

Yes, people… Cleffairy does go out and meet people, though not as often as those classy hussy of socialite. *roll eyes* I do have a life though some of you thought otherwise. And yes, I do step out into the sun when I feel like it. Yes, it is safe to conclude, that Cleffairy is just elusive, and not a bloodsucking vampire, though she looks like one, according to smallkucing. LOL.

It’s been a busy week for me, and I haven’t had the chance to go around blog- hopping and leaving my thoughts in everyone’s blog, and for that, I extend my sincerest apologies, and I pray that everyone is doing well and surrounded by harmony and happiness.

Mother Nature seems to be showing her fierce streak these days, reprimanding her human brats not to mess with her or she’ll burn us all the way to hell with global Warming, and no matter where I go, I will feel like being under the weather. the heat is almost too much for me to handle, but apparently, it doesn’t stop me from going outdoors, or even put the heat on my table.

It was 28th February 2010 when my other dad; my FIL decided to put the ‘heat’ onto the table for the closing Chinese New Year Dinner. Honestly, I’ve been really looking forward to the closing dinner on Chinese Valentine’s or better known as Chap Goh Mei, because truthfully, I am rather fond of my FIL.

Having meals with him had always been a pleasure, because he made it a happy occasion by letting us children eat whatever we like, and apart for that he make great conversation instead of finding faults in everyone who is seated at the table during meatime, and I usually enjoy his companionship.

Anyway, it’s never the food. It’s great company that counts. 😛 I could sit in a mamak stall with my FIL and have just iced tea and roti canai, and I’ll still enjoy the meal immensely.

I like the fact that my FIL always emphasize quality over quantity. I may not get to spend much time with him, but the time that we usually spent together are usually quality time, and he always gives me the feel good feeling each time we meet for lunch, dinner and whatnot.

In many ways, he is another father to me, and I didn’t like the fact that many misunderstood him and judged him for the things that he did. He may not be the perfect human being to everyone else, but he is someone whom I respect, because he earned my respect without demanding for it, unlike many others in my life.

I never did respect him just because he’s an elder. Never because of that. I respect him because I chose to, and I want to. Not because I was asked or forced to respect him. I admire his courage and wisdom to not only take chances in life, but also for his bravery to admit that he is not always right as well, and tries his hardest to make amendments for his mistakes, even though it was beyond repair.

People may have shunned him and judge him, but I think, he did the right thing at some point in his life. FIL made me see, that everyone is just human. They are entitled to make mistakes, and nobody should judge others for what they did, and for what it’s worth, what differs us human and animals is that we can use our brain to think to live in harmony with each other. Those who cannot do that…who constantly tries to make others uncomfortable by trying to create tension and uneasiness on purpose just because they dislike others, is no better than animals.

Anyway, enough rantings and ramblings. As I said earlier…though the weather is scorching and sizzling hot, it does not stop me from going out and facing heat on the table.

The heat that I meant was the heat that came from steamboat pots. LOL… My FIL brought us, the brats to a steamboat restaurant known as 100°C Steamboat restaurant, located in Jalan Kuchai Lama, Kuala Lumpur.


The ambiance was good. Japanese style, and fully air-conditioned, and one could have their steamboats with personal pots. Good for those who are tired of fighting over what soup they should order when eating steamboat in restaurants. One need not fight over what kind of soup they should be having in this steamboat restaurant, cuz they have personal pots for each customers.


They also have wide selections of sauce to go with your steamboat, so you won’t have to just eat your fishballs, veggies and whatnot with just the usual chilli sauce. Yes, people, the picture above is those sauce I mentioned. All you can eat. LOL…


For starters, FIL ordered the auspicious Yee Sang. Everything was fresh and crunchy, and the salmon fish buried inside was something to die for. It was sweet and fresh. And the pomelo pulps inside of it made me crave for more.


I ate my portion, and somehow wished that there’s more. I not only had fun tossing the yee sang together with my FIL, my BIL, SIL and Auntie, but I also had fun making auspicious wishes together with them. This ‘closing reunion dinner’ was fun and gives me the feel good feeling, and it is so damn different from the so-called reunion dinner that I had during the Chinese New Year’s Eve itself. Well, different company, different kind of feelings, I guess. I certainly like this one better than the one during Chinese New Year’s Eve, that’s for sure.

I ordered my favourite soft drink to go with the food…Hahaha…. yes, we’re always allowed to order our own drinks when we go out with FIL. Isn’t that great? We’re allowed to make our own choices because FIL treated us like adults who are perfectly capable of making our own decisions. LOL…okay, that’s a bit exaggerating, though… but I like the fact that FIL allowed us to choose our own food and drinks instead of making decisions for us. He spoiled us rotten…and we’re allowed to take those unhealthy stuff to our heart’s content.

I made excellent choice with the coke, as I chose tomyam as my soup, and boy, it was so damn spicy, just the way I like my tomyam soup to be.

My portion of steamboat ‘liews’. I just ordered the small set, consisting of various fishballs and chicken slices, cuz I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to finish off those bigger ones.


I forgot to snap most of the food pictures as I was too busy enjoying the food and having a good chat with my FIL and SIL…but I can assure you that the food was as great as the company. 😀 I’m particularly fond of the chicken slice… I’m not quite sure what they used to marinade the chicken, as it was so sweet and succulent. There’s hints of pepper and sugar, and I’m not quite sure what else. All I know is that it was yummy, and therefore, they deserved a place in my tummy.

Apart from the little mishap caused by the waiter earlier on while delivering our drinks, everything else was perfect and pleasant. My younger SIL was unhappy with this little incident, and rightly so, as the spill drinks dirtied her handbag. I would have been upset if I’m in her shoes, but everyone was in a happy mood, so I guess the  apologies and the discount given as compensation chilled my SIL’s temper, and our lunch was not ruined after all.

Under normal circumstances, I would have gone berserk and inform them that I will be writing about the incident, and they should be more careful in the future, but then again, as I said… I was really in a good mood, and I couldn’t feel angry and therefore, did not lash out at the poor waiter who probably will be reprimanded by his superior. LOL… very rare or me not to flare my temper, right? Well… good company does that to me, I suppose. I am only cranky and bitchy when I am not happy and had nasty people for company. The rest of the time…I’m as serene as the calm sea. (Yes, do not provoke me, that’s the keyword! I have a hurricane in me, calm as I looked like.)

Before we left…I snapped a few more pictures in the restaurant, seeing how at ease everyone was. My BIL took out his phone to snap some pictures too, and my sporting FIL gave a few good pose when I was in action too. 😛


I don’t know what this signboard says…as I couldn’t read Chinese characters…but I’m guessing it’s a wishing well? I don’t know. Please read it for me and let me know what it says….


There was a nine dragon fountain underneath the signboard…I guess it’s a wishing fountain… as people threw coins inside to make wishes.

There’s another one underneath the signboard too… a single golden dragon guarding the man made pond. I am impressed… dragons guarding water. I suppose in feng shui, this decoration means the dragons is guarding the incoming money. 😛

For those who are interested in checking out this restaurant, here’s the address:

No. 3 & 5, Ground Floor, Dynasti Central, Jalan Kuchai Maju 18,
Off Jalan Kuchai Lama,
58200 Kuala Lumpur

Tel: 03-79800899

This small gathering with FIL is one of the reason why I went MIA… I’ve been outdoors throughout the week. As much as I enjoyed good companionship and good food, I’m hoping to get back to my routine as soon as possible. 😛 Sometimes, being too blissfully happy makes me tired too. I need constant challenge to keep me motivated, and I bet March is full of challenges. 😀

Cleffairy: Some people makes others happy where ever they go, while some others makes people happy when they go.


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It was 100° celcius hot…

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Pete thought I went MIA because I was busy doing stuff on the bed, looking for G-spot. LOL… unfortunately, that was not the case for me. I was busy, yes, but not on the bed, but outdoors, meeting people whom I am fond of and people who loves me,people who are important to me,people whom knew me not as Cleffairy, but the girl who had dreams, and a hell of a daredevil.

I was busy. Busy being me. It’s been a very long time since I am ‘Me’. This is the next best thing a lady could have besides spending her time in bed, discovering how to bring her pleasure to the next level and screaming her head like some possessed madwoman.

Yes, people… Cleffairy does go out and meet people, though not as often as those classy hussy of socialite. *roll eyes* I do have a life though some of you thought otherwise. And yes, I do step out into the sun when I feel like it. Yes, it is safe to conclude, that Cleffairy is just elusive, and not a bloodsucking vampire, though she looks like one, according to smallkucing. LOL.

It’s been a busy week for me, and I haven’t had the chance to go around blog- hopping and leaving my thoughts in everyone’s blog, and for that, I extend my sincerest apologies, and I pray that everyone is doing well and surrounded by harmony and happiness.

Mother Nature seems to be showing her fierce streak these days, reprimanding her human brats not to mess with her or she’ll burn us all the way to hell with global Warming, and no matter where I go, I will feel like being under the weather. the heat is almost too much for me to handle, but apparently, it doesn’t stop me from going outdoors, or even put the heat on my table.

It was 28th February 2010 when my other dad; my FIL decided to put the ‘heat’ onto the table for the closing Chinese New Year Dinner. Honestly, I’ve been really looking forward to the closing dinner on Chinese Valentine’s or better known as Chap Goh Mei, because truthfully, I am rather fond of my FIL.

Having meals with him had always been a pleasure, because he made it a happy occasion by letting us children eat whatever we like, and apart for that he make great conversation instead of finding faults in everyone who is seated at the table during meatime, and I usually enjoy his companionship.

Anyway, it’s never the food. It’s great company that counts. 😛 I could sit in a mamak stall with my FIL and have just iced tea and roti canai, and I’ll still enjoy the meal immensely.

I like the fact that my FIL always emphasize quality over quantity. I may not get to spend much time with him, but the time that we usually spent together are usually quality time, and he always gives me the feel good feeling each time we meet for lunch, dinner and whatnot.

In many ways, he is another father to me, and I didn’t like the fact that many misunderstood him and judged him for the things that he did. He may not be the perfect human being to everyone else, but he is someone whom I respect, because he earned my respect without demanding for it, unlike many others in my life.

I never did respect him just because he’s an elder. Never because of that. I respect him because I chose to, and I want to. Not because I was asked or forced to respect him. I admire his courage and wisdom to not only take chances in life, but also for his bravery to admit that he is not always right as well, and tries his hardest to make amendments for his mistakes, even though it was beyond repair.

People may have shunned him and judge him, but I think, he did the right thing at some point in his life. FIL made me see, that everyone is just human. They are entitled to make mistakes, and nobody should judge others for what they did, and for what it’s worth, what differs us human and animals is that we can use our brain to think to live in harmony with each other. Those who cannot do that…who constantly tries to make others uncomfortable by trying to create tension and uneasiness on purpose just because they dislike others, is no better than animals.

Anyway, enough rantings and ramblings. As I said earlier…though the weather is scorching and sizzling hot, it does not stop me from going out and facing heat on the table.

The heat that I meant was the heat that came from steamboat pots. LOL… My FIL brought us, the brats to a steamboat restaurant known as 100°C Steamboat restaurant, located in Jalan Kuchai Lama, Kuala Lumpur.


The ambiance was good. Japanese style, and fully air-conditioned, and one could have their steamboats with personal pots. Good for those who are tired of fighting over what soup they should order when eating steamboat in restaurants. One need not fight over what kind of soup they should be having in this steamboat restaurant, cuz they have personal pots for each customers.


They also have wide selections of sauce to go with your steamboat, so you won’t have to just eat your fishballs, veggies and whatnot with just the usual chilli sauce. Yes, people, the picture above is those sauce I mentioned. All you can eat. LOL…


For starters, FIL ordered the auspicious Yee Sang. Everything was fresh and crunchy, and the salmon fish buried inside was something to die for. It was sweet and fresh. And the pomelo pulps inside of it made me crave for more.


I ate my portion, and somehow wished that there’s more. I not only had fun tossing the yee sang together with my FIL, my BIL, SIL and Auntie, but I also had fun making auspicious wishes together with them. This ‘closing reunion dinner’ was fun and gives me the feel good feeling, and it is so damn different from the so-called reunion dinner that I had during the Chinese New Year’s Eve itself. Well, different company, different kind of feelings, I guess. I certainly like this one better than the one during Chinese New Year’s Eve, that’s for sure.

I ordered my favourite soft drink to go with the food…Hahaha…. yes, we’re always allowed to order our own drinks when we go out with FIL. Isn’t that great? We’re allowed to make our own choices because FIL treated us like adults who are perfectly capable of making our own decisions. LOL…okay, that’s a bit exaggerating, though… but I like the fact that FIL allowed us to choose our own food and drinks instead of making decisions for us. He spoiled us rotten…and we’re allowed to take those unhealthy stuff to our heart’s content.

I made excellent choice with the coke, as I chose tomyam as my soup, and boy, it was so damn spicy, just the way I like my tomyam soup to be.

My portion of steamboat ‘liews’. I just ordered the small set, consisting of various fishballs and chicken slices, cuz I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to finish off those bigger ones.


I forgot to snap most of the food pictures as I was too busy enjoying the food and having a good chat with my FIL and SIL…but I can assure you that the food was as great as the company. 😀 I’m particularly fond of the chicken slice… I’m not quite sure what they used to marinade the chicken, as it was so sweet and succulent. There’s hints of pepper and sugar, and I’m not quite sure what else. All I know is that it was yummy, and therefore, they deserved a place in my tummy.

Apart from the little mishap caused by the waiter earlier on while delivering our drinks, everything else was perfect and pleasant. My younger SIL was unhappy with this little incident, and rightly so, as the spill drinks dirtied her handbag. I would have been upset if I’m in her shoes, but everyone was in a happy mood, so I guess the  apologies and the discount given as compensation chilled my SIL’s temper, and our lunch was not ruined after all.

Under normal circumstances, I would have gone berserk and inform them that I will be writing about the incident, and they should be more careful in the future, but then again, as I said… I was really in a good mood, and I couldn’t feel angry and therefore, did not lash out at the poor waiter who probably will be reprimanded by his superior. LOL… very rare or me not to flare my temper, right? Well… good company does that to me, I suppose. I am only cranky and bitchy when I am not happy and had nasty people for company. The rest of the time…I’m as serene as the calm sea. (Yes, do not provoke me, that’s the keyword! I have a hurricane in me, calm as I looked like.)

Before we left…I snapped a few more pictures in the restaurant, seeing how at ease everyone was. My BIL took out his phone to snap some pictures too, and my sporting FIL gave a few good pose when I was in action too. 😛


I don’t know what this signboard says…as I couldn’t read Chinese characters…but I’m guessing it’s a wishing well? I don’t know. Please read it for me and let me know what it says….


There was a nine dragon fountain underneath the signboard…I guess it’s a wishing fountain… as people threw coins inside to make wishes.

There’s another one underneath the signboard too… a single golden dragon guarding the man made pond. I am impressed… dragons guarding water. I suppose in feng shui, this decoration means the dragons is guarding the incoming money. 😛

For those who are interested in checking out this restaurant, here’s the address:

No. 3 & 5, Ground Floor, Dynasti Central, Jalan Kuchai Maju 18,
Off Jalan Kuchai Lama,
58200 Kuala Lumpur

Tel: 03-79800899

This small gathering with FIL is one of the reason why I went MIA… I’ve been outdoors throughout the week. As much as I enjoyed good companionship and good food, I’m hoping to get back to my routine as soon as possible. 😛 Sometimes, being too blissfully happy makes me tired too. I need constant challenge to keep me motivated, and I bet March is full of challenges. 😀

Cleffairy: Some people makes others happy where ever they go, while some others makes people happy when they go.


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