I made my virgin day trip into Johor Bahru with my Genting Girlies last week!
For the sake of those who don’t live in Singapore, Johor Bahru is a place in Malaysia, literally just a bridge across from Singapore. It’s peculiar how going to another country (Malaysia) from my place would take the same amount of time I’d need to get to Singapore’s city on a jammed weekend. I was super stoked about going to JB, because I’m always hearing stuff about the place from people…. Mostly about how awesome the food is, and how super cheap everything else there is. Occasionally though, you’ll get freaky stories about how thugs will mug you on practically every street you walk on in JB. Which I guess is fair to say… that isn’t too far from the truth, in some areas, if you’re unlucky.
On our bus into JB, I asked the girls who’ve been there before, “Is it really so dangerous there like people say it is???”
“Yes“, some of the said, matter-of-factly.
With widened eyes and in an anxious tone…. I replied “OMG, then why are we going?!”
“Because we’re thrill seekers, adventure goers. *giggles*”
I lol-ed. Good enough reason I guess. I don’t regret making the trip one bit – it was so much fun, especially with the great company I had. We spent the day roaming around the mall that was closest to the customs checkpoint (supposedly the safest), eating amazinggg cheap food, trying on pretty make up at Inglot, watching a movie (that was a waste of time, technology there is crap), getting a full body massage and then eating MORE cheap food! What a glorious day of doing nothing and everything.
Incoming: a picture log of our girly day in Johor Bahru!!
First thing we bought in JB was bubble tea.
Because we’re asian tourists.
Don’t judge my bunny hair clip ok!!!! I bought matching bunny hair clips (inside joke) for all of the girls to don on this trip, so of course I had to wear one too. Seemed only right.
Lunch at this steam boat place… IT WAS SO GOOD!!!
I dunno if the food was truly yummy (I reckon it was) or the fact that it was soooo much value for money that it tasted exceptionally spectacular. It only costed us SGD $10 per person, including a giant glass of iced lemon jelly drink.
Normally cheap food comes with lousy ambience or settings (think dying in the heat in a messy / dirty hawker center) but this place had good service (much better than Singapore), plush sofas, chandelier lightings and elaborate interior decoration. WHUTTTT REALLY.
I was blown away. I wish Singapore had quality and affordable restaurants like this!!!!
Super stuffed! May not look like very much from the picture, but trust me… it was the fullest I’d been in 2013 so far.
Food makes us happy. Every girl’s biggest dream in life is to be able to eat and not get fat – finding her prince charming comes a close second.
Walked around the mall raiding their sales for a while, before diving into make up store Inglot
and spending the next hour or so being extremelyy vain there. I’ve never tried this make up brand before as it’s not available in Singapore, so I was pretty excited to see what the fuss was about.
I think I must have put on 4 or 5 different lipstick colors!!!
I wonder what guys do when they go out together….
Girls can have imense fun just applying make up on each other in a store, for over an hour. Or we squeal and go slightly nuts when we see a good sale. Or we can just eat and chit chat the day away. Or literally stand in the middle of absolutely nowhere, and start to camwhore. We’re kind of simple like that.
What do guys do???? Sit around and admire each others’ muscles? Go to the arcade (no one really does that anymore)…? Hmmmm.
With my crayner (crazy partner) Diana!!!! So much love for this babe.
She’s so annoyingly naturally pretty. Besides the lipstick colors she’s trying on, she has NO make up on at all… she leaves the house bare-faced. Yet she still looks fresh and youthful. DAMN girl.
Actually I feel like this JB post is just an excuse for me to post up a fuck ton of our vain ass peektures. Lolol. I happen to take a particular liking to how my facial contours are captured on Ziwei’s camera.
Thanks for being the only one who dared to bring her camera into JB, Ziwei!!! All images in this post are from her cam!
I ended up getting this coral-ish orangey hue lippie from Inglot!
Love the color, but I have to say I’m not a fan of the consistency at all. Kinda clumpy and dry and does nothing to moisturize my lips or keep it soft / smooth. But since it was cheap and I don’t have a lippie color like that…. why not? I just spam lip balm underneath when I use this lipstick.
Juli, Diana and I with purple, orange and red lipsticks… coupled with purple/red/black and reddish/brown and golden/brown hair. We’re a colorful bunch of misfits.
Adding in Jayme with her pink lippie! Can we get volunteers for brown, black and blue lippies?
We caught the Jackie Chan movie “CZ12″ and it was so…. bad. The movie was okay-ehhh, super cheesy and cringe worthy (but funny sometimes) however the thing that really killed it for me was the cinema. Some of the girls had smelly mouldy seats (gross!!!) and HALF of the damn cinema screen was out of focus! The sound was nowhere near loud enough as well. Thank goddd for Cathay cineplexes in Singapore!
I naturally assumed cinemas were the same all around the world (how much can they actually differ, right?) but as it turns out, the answer is.. a lot. I always take living in a first world country for granted.
Posing outside the place we had bone and ligaments crackin’ massages.
My masseuse happened to be really old… at least 50ish? But she knew all the right spots to press on! It was easily much better than any of my Bali massages. I’ve never heard as many cracks from my body before. I know cracking your bones is bad but if I don’t, I feel like my back will explode. At first I felt bad about having an elderly lady do manual labor on me but then I was like Jesus, This Feels Good. So I tipped her a decent amount
And all was well in the end.
Walked across the street from the massage parlour to our dinner location…
A really rustic hawker center that served up mouthwatering food!!!! Delish! Speaking of hawkers I really miss my Bedok 85 ba chor mee ever since I moved to Yishun
Hungry girls at the dinner table… feeeeddd usssss.
The thinnest of our lot, Diana, is somehow the one that is always hungry and eating. We all have that one friend who doesn’t wear any make up and is pretty, who eats a lot and doesn’t get fat……. she’s that friend -_- Her metabolism rate and stomach must be a monster that never stops working because she’s really always eating and yet she is sooooo slim!!! Dafuckisgoingonhere.
This cereal crayfish was stupidly good that I swore to come back just to have it again.
Except the next time around I’d order the huge portion above just for myself. Salty and sweet flaky cereal goodness with deep fried buttery crayfish goodness…. tell me where to find this in Singapore!!! T_T I don’t even like crayfish!
Us at the end of the day, taking a bus back to Singapore.
Thank you girls for being ridiculously fun to hang out with, as always!!! There’s never a boring or lonely second with all of you around. You bring so much happiness and adventure to my life. :’)
Because I ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ you 5, here’s a shout out to each and every one of you.
Amanda – The mother hen of our group!!! Always so thoughtful and caring, making sure everyone is alright and having a good time. If you’re upset or if something is wrong, she’s the first one to notice. You’ll make such a good mummy in the future!
Diana - For being my partner in crime ever since our fateful trip in Genting a few months ago, you alwayssss get my lame jokes… and I feel like we really understand each other. We can talk about everything!
Juli - The street smart one who brought us around JB, along with Jayme’s recommendations! When shit hits the fan she is usually the level headed one to bring us back down to earth. And she’s always excited about something!
Jayme – You are super random and you always make us laugh with your nonsense and surprising antics!!! You keep all of us feeling young with your age. LOL.
Ziwei - The dream chaser, whom you can count on to be supportive and super frank with you, no matter the situation. She’s the one who will go the extra mile to get things done.
Now that everything has been said and done, I was extremely relieved that the trip was totally incident free. I’ve had so many people tell me about how unsafe Johor Bahru is, I was almost expecting something mildly bad to happen. I guess I’m scarred by the horrific stories my mother always tells me!!! Stories aside, in all honestly I was truly baffled by how simply traveling across a bridge could transport me to a different environment entirely. Like, everyone knows that Malaysia is really different from Singapore & all… but the truth and fact of the matter doesn’t dawn upon you completely until you step across the border. Then it REALLY hits you like an ice cold pail of water.
The air is thicker and polluted, you can’t roam about the streets freely, you always have to watch your bag because a pickpocket is around the corner, there’s dodgy people everywhere, you can’t wear jewelry or dress up too much because you’ll probably get robbed, so on and so forth.
No offence to Malaysians when I say these things. But I’m sure you guys know how dangerous Johor Bahru is as well. I heard from a Malaysian who travels to Singapore from JB everyday to get into work that her dad waits for her at the bus stop every single night without fail, because it’s just too dangerous to walk on the streets at night alone, even if you’re a local who lives in a populated area… because if something were to happen to you, nobody would risk their own safety to get you out of trouble anyway, so it makes no difference if the area is crowded. Imagine that!
Coming from what must be one of the safest places to live in in the WORLD (Singapore duh), this was a huge culture shock for me. I got a massive lashing from my mum when she found out I went to JB without telling her. Which sort of made me upset because I was totally looking forward to going back to JB with the girls for the awesome food again.
My mum said, “Why go to JB??? The food is cheap, so what? Is it worth all the risks? Does it justify walking around without a peace of mind, worrying about your welfare every other minute? A group of pretty young flashy girls like yourselves walking around Johor Bahru is basically a walking advertisement for COME ROB ME.”
…. I suppose my mum has a point. e_e
There goes my cereal crayfish and awesome cheap food. That just may be the first and last time I ever go to Johor Bahru. It was good while it lasted, at least.