Guess Who's Back?

I am!


Boy, oh boy, that boot camp almost did a number on me. Having spent six long days in Janda Baik doing various processes that tested our physical, mental and emotional resilience, I found myself walking around zombie-like during my last night in Kuala Lumpur. I barely had time to shower and make myself look somewhat human before Noel and I had to meet our friend Mark for a quick dinner and coffee at the Gardens Mall.


Wow. I have so much to share about that boot camp but I couldn't - not here, at least - because it's something that people from work and the huge customer base we cater to have to pay for to experience.  All I can say is that I have learned a lot and it was one experience I could never, for the life of me, forget. And I am not just talking about the outfit we had to don for the entire duration of the boot camp which consisted of cargo pants, basic white tee, black rubber shoes and the color-coded scarf to differentiate the teams. Right. Not exactly the most fashion-forward of things one can put together, but in this boot camp, fashion would be the last thing on your mind.


Uhrrrm, except maybe for me. While everyone else looked like little miss gangsta with their loose-fitting cargo pants and white tee, I wore the tightest cargo pants in history...

Abie, Vicky, and Nitch (who didn't join  our batch but was there to take photos of the outdoor activities)

Taken just after we lost the Paintball match, on way to the second outdoor activity which, sadly, we didn't complete.

Objective of the activity is to get all members of the group across without any body part touching the tire. 

...even when some of the activities required us to lift stuff, crawl, jump, run, get wet, fall backwards, cry, scream, argue. Name it, we've done it all.

Don't get fooled by the grin. That plank was quite heavy, mind you. 

It is of little wonder then that I ended up a ball of stress and exhaustion by the time the boot camp ended. So much so that I was both hot-tempered and withdrawn at the same time, even to people I usually treat with such sweetness and indulgence.


So like I said, the minute we reached the office in KL after the grueling boot camp experience, I didn't have much time to even catch my breath because I attacked work like a madwoman - given that I didn't have access to my work email while in Janda Baik.  Immediately after sending out the last email, Noel and I ran to the corporate apartment so I can change into something not boot camp-ish for our dinner with Mark. Yes, I skipped shower and instead, spent full five minutes fixing my face. The touch-ups didn't do much to conceal the fine lines, the gigantic pores, and ohmygaaad the zit marks. Effing hell, I am an old woman.


Mark chose the restaurant and let me tell you, he couldn't have chosen better!

The minute Noel and I stepped inside the restaurant, my olfactory nerve responded well to the assault of glorious smells coming from the kitchen. My digestive system was screaming 'Food, food, give me some food!' and I thought I would end up cleaning out my plate in five seconds...but I was wrong. I didn't even manage to get past one-third of my food serving. The food was absolutely divine, don't get me wrong. It was just that I was too exhausted I couldn't even lift my spoon so many times in succession, let alone regurgitate. Heck, if I had someone to make love with that night, I probably won't even be able to perform at all! Lol.

Can't remember the name of the dish but it's breaded shrimp sprinkled with full-flavoured spice for added pizzaz

This was what I ordered - and barely touched. The chicken noodle soup tasted even better with a dollop of chili paste. Chicken chop was tops, too!

Noel had almost the same thing except he had rice and some sidings, the yumminess of which he swore by.

It looked like Mark ordered a buffet of sorts because he made a mistake of ordering a really spicy dish the first time so he had to order anew.

V: Wow, look at that dress! **checks her wallet and sees RM55 and some loose coins** On second thought, i'll just have dessert. hahaha.

After dinner, we still had some time left before Mark had to leave for work so we decided to have coffee and dessert at this restaurant called DELI.CIOUS, which can be found along the Midvalley strip fronting Starbucks.

You can't see it now but my banana-caramel ala mode was sooo good (that) each bite felt as if my gustatory nerve was being made love to - ardently. Mark was likewise happyfied by this chocolate drink concoction aptly named Death by Chocolate. And Noel? Well, he was quite pleased with his cold bottle of bitter, too.

All in all, it was yet another fun dining adventure made extra special by the company of good friends.

Next stop? That's for me to find out and for you to read about...soon!