Month: April 2010

The mind-blowing Wat Rong Khun, white temple of Northern Thailand.

Browsing through my photo albums, looking for something to blog about, I stumbled upon pictures of me in Chiang Rai, Thailand. It’s been so long I really don’t remember the order of my trip anymore but the thing that was most memorable to me was visiting the Wat Rong Khun (White Temple). I knew the Thais are incredibly amazing when it comes to building temples but I was completely blown away by the magnificent White Temple.

Been in construction since 1997, it’s not a very old temple considering the average age of temples in Thailand probably runs in the upper hundreds of years. But it is very different from the regular temple that you can find in Thailand that it’s completely white and covered in mirrored tiles. The temple literally blinded my eyes for a second.

The weather was brilliant when I was there, the skies blue and the sun shone like it was determined to give everyone skin cancer. For some reason, I felt that the whiteness of the temple helped to reflect more heat onto its surroundings because while on temple ground, I felt like I was going to keel over and die. So please do bring ample supply of drinking water and wear loads, and loads of sunblock.

To visit the main hall of Wat Rong Khun, you’d have to cross a bridge, which is built over the “pit of hell”.

The details of the bridge.

When you look over, you could see a lot of hands reaching out of the pit, perhaps trying to grab you to join them :P It’s a little freakish.

Pit of hell under the bridge.

In fact, the people banished to hell were so pissed off by their fates, that one actually gave the world the finger, manicured nails and all.

Flipping the bird.

As the temple is still under construction, the main temple hall is quite underwhelming. Nothing compared to the exterior of the temple. Pictures were not allowed, so I don’t have any of the temple’s interior.

No idea when the construction is going to finish, it’s been more than 10 years after all. The thing is, the construction is entirely dependent on donations, so perhaps that’s the reason why it has taken so long.

Imagine these covered in mirrored tiles.

I’d love to go back there again with the bf cause it’s immensely beautiful. Apparently, it’s even more beautiful when seen in the moonlight!

Roti pong!

If I were a prostitute, I’d call myself Roti Pong. First of all, it’s such a memorable name that my Johns would never forget me. You can’t help but notice that it’s a rather glamourous one too. You know, when I need a career upgrade…imagine “Roti Pong Doing it on Top, Bottom, and Back” printed on a DVD sleeve. In a nutshell, Roti Pong spells nasty. Roti Pong is freaky.

Roti Pong the hooker/pornstar is also a lawsuit waiting to happen because the name has been taken up by another company. However, this company shares a lot of things in common with Roti Pong were she in the flesh trade.

Here is a list of commonalities, should both Roti Pong exist in the same dimension:

#1 – Roti Pong shares the same name with Roti Pong

#2 – Roti Pong and Roti Pong are affordable to common people. Oni 1 dorra pifty sen.

#3 – Both Roti Pongs are made of very few ingredients…simple and uncomplicated. But the standout ingredient is “air abu”, which loosely translates into ash water. I don’t know why ash water is used and I’ve only seen them on tv where crazy slutty bitches trick their men to drink ash water as part of some voodoo ritual to stop them from leaving their crazy slutty asses. Air abu…keep you hooked on me.

#4 – Roti Pong and Roti Pong are all about the titties. Who cares about conversations?

#5 – Roti Pong and Roti Pong are an acquired taste. Some people find them nasty, some people find them absolutely heavenly.

And lastly,

#6 – Roti Pong and Roti Pong are very convenient to get. The 1st Roti Pong you can find at Lorong Haji Taib or miscellaneous streets that are rat infested, dark and damp. 2nd Roti Pong at your neighbourhood 7-Eleven.

Which Roti Pong rocks your boat?

2nd anniversary of Tweeting.

Two years ago, I chose the maligned date of 1st April to join Twitter. It’s been 730 days with 5085 tweets and counting. I am following 170 people and my account has successfully amassed a humble number of 654 followers.

@kimberlycun

I’ve been trying for a while to find out my very first tweet but at last, twitter.com doesn’t keep archived tweets for that long. So if you’re reading this and you think you might still have time, check out website like this and this to find out what your 1st tweet was.

Along the way, I also got into the habit of posting pictures on my tweets via twitpic.com. I absolutely adore it! My very first twitpic was this picture I took of myself at the salon to immortalise the only time in my life where I had a nice hairdo…for 2 days.

The 1st twitpic.

And by the way, I found the hair salon by asking on Twitter.

I love how I can contact my bf faster by tweeting than a call or sms. I love how I feel closer to my mom now that she’s on twitter too. On a side note, do follow her she gets very excited when she gets a follower! I love how we can organise a fairly large outing with #porkgang through twitter (although it’s fast being replaced by Blackberry Messaging, hehe). I love how everyone is so quick to offer solutions or opinions when I asked on Twitter, it has saved me from trouble so many times. I love how twitter has become the eyes and lips of KL traffic conditions. I love how you can see totally see how witty or un-witty a person is in under 140 characters.

Of course there are things that I don’t like too. Like how I don’t like it when the fail whale appears. Oh man, I really don’t like when I accidentally twitted something personal via a client’s corporate account. I don’t like it when people RT incessantly. Really, something is wrong when you have more RTs than original tweets. And I don’t like it when a bunch of social media douche bags claim themselves to be authorities of the “social media tool” and start offering talks, sometimes charging people for it.

So yes, Tweeting is a major part of my life (and I realise how fucking pathetic I just sounded). Yes, it’s absolutely self-indulgent and narcissistic to do so and yes, I have the unfortunate delusion of believing my tweets are super interesting and funny. So follow me at https://www.twitter.com/kimberlycun and help me get 1000 followers :D