Journey to the East...Part II

WARNING: This could be a potentially long post!!!!

Prologue

Some introduction about Sarawak. It is the largest state in Malaysia bigger than the combination of all states in Peninsular Malaysia. (Peninsular or Semenanjung is new word that I've learned to use). I've learned through a travel guide map that Kuching did not get it's name because there were a lot of cats. I mean lets be honest this thought would have crossed your mind. Really. It would have. In fact to be contradictory, through out my 10 days stay here I have not spotted one cat. Not a single one but the members of the canine family are plenty. So much so that I think Kuching should be renamed to Anjing ( I know its sounds crude) but no pun intended. Kuching was named after "Cochin" which literally means Port. Back in the olden days, Indians from India used Kuching as a port to trade spices during Brooke's time. I reckon the name evolved from . Cochin to Cuchin and ended with Kuching. Kuching is really clean and greeny. One of my favorite bit. They are trees everywhere and it helps to calm you down in the rare event of you actually experience stress!!!!!

End of prologue*******

So the serenely Sarawak though calming can predispose you to another of its counterpart BOREDOME.I mean so far it has been only boredom and loneliness and more boredom and loneliness but coming from a family of many responsibilities I have to say Selayang has turned me into a fine lady and tad of a man. Well the reason to this. Read on.

Remember I told you about the road not being smooth. This was the initial big rock on the road.

Chapter 1

No 382 Arang Road

There was a look of bewilderment on my face the moment I laid my eyes on the house. Our house that we were going to stay. I mean.Seriously?????? Well that was my first impression. I have a valid reason. My housemate who scouted for the house while we were still in KL, well let me put it this way. Somehow my imagination and her detailed explanations of the house lost its coherency somehwere and hence the rude shock. It looked kind of dilapidated. Its paint worn down and it was surrounded by bushes and the local lalang everywhere. Apparently it is a safe neighbourhood but we have a barren land with a 3 feet high mini jungle growing on one side of our wall which given 5 years will turn into the Arang Road’s very own tropical rain forest and another neighbour on our left is a few youngsters from Penang whose house is even more diriter than ours. My neighbour's house is so filthy (see I think this paints a bad image of us since our house) that I regret having them as our neighbour though we borrowed his hose to clean our house. :D Point is he did not make use his hose. The inside of our house complimented well with the outside. There has been without doubt lizards party everyday as there were lizards poop everywhere in the window panes, wall and floor. By the way the lizards here are all L sized. There’s no S or M size. I used to not care of them back in KL because on rare days that I spot them in my house in Selayang, they ran even before I could do anything but here I just have to be AWAS all the time and the Sarawak lizards are gutsy creatures. Of course the first two days were the most depressing of days as we were having thoughts of finding a different place to stay as everyone who asks us where we are staying claims that “Wah, Arang Road. Jauh jugak bah. Agak dalam jugak ."

Our house wasn’t furnished at all and the first day we were crashing at another friends place and to be honest I felt like an illegal immigrant. I was even on the verge of jeopardizing my four year old friendship with that housemate of mine who scouted for the house. The end of day one was perhaps the most devastating of all. The fact that we were all so fickle minded and couldn’t decide on whether to stay put with that house or find a different place did not help either. As usual I conversed with God and I said ‘whatever said and done we need to have a home tomorrow. You got to get it right.” And by the evening of next day, we settled into house in Arang Road. Bought some furnitures and cleaned our rooms. That night, after a tiring day of cleaning,sleeping in the comfort of own rm200, 5 year warranty mattress felt like one of life’s L sized accomplishment. =) I have vowed to myself to make this house a home. At least bit by bit.

To be continued........

Jorney to the East...Part I

Never in my wildest of dream I would have thought that 6 months from my last entry, I would be in a place far far away from home unable to bridge the geographical gap that's seperating me from my loved ones. Here I am typing my entry in solitude from a house that is surrounded by a mini jungle. Never.

Well what can I say the only dynamic thing in life is change.

At present, I'm in Kuching, Sarawak. The biggest state in Malaysia. I got transferred here for work purpose. I did not ask to be sent here. It was just my destiny to be here. Leaving home after shouldering many responsibilities, loving so many people and having so many friends did not make it any easier for me. But all the same, it was a fresh start somewhere new. Somewhere undiscovered. Somewhere surprising. I didn't mind experiencing it either.

Of course, I didn't know that the journey was not going be a smooth one.....

To be continued

Pardon

I feel like a mere spectator. Watching the drama from afar. It involves me directly yet I’m only a supporting actress. An actresss,am I? I ask myself again and again how I could react this way, how I could pardon things, how I’m still closely in touch with the only person who was directly involved in this love play. It was no wrongdoing on her part. Things just happen. That is exactly how the drama unfolded in the first place. It just happened.

And when it did, it happened way too quickly. The initial blow left a devastating impact. Anything and everything that followed suit were just an extension to whatever injury that I suffered from the beginning. The time of recovery. Unknown. Worst still there was no noise. Only silent pain that have numbed my heart and tear duct. It just made me feel lifeless. I feel like I’m a robot. I function excellently during the day. I could even deceive you with the most gorgeous of smile but deep down I’m nothing but a dead soul.

I guess sometimes when you let someone into your life with all the good will and faith you have , you’d never have thought that there’s a greater force like the universe who has control over certain things that you have no control off. You think you’ll sail smooth till a heavy storm hits you. After the storm, you’re left with bits and pieces of your sail. And the bits and pieces are everywhere. But you know you have no choice but to pick up the remaining left bits and sail back to the shore. Because that’s how things should be and will be. You just can’t fight certain things no matter how much you want.

I guess I was never ready to let go. I knew we were never meant to be together. But I didn’t realize that I was merely hanging on to the friendship that we had as a substitute. The friendship was a comfortable one but now I can’t seem to be able to get back there though I really want to because it meant a lot me. I guess it’s something that I’ll never be able to accept for now that I was not so important as I thought I was even as a friend. A friend in my life who was the initial stranger in his life became the driving force for the miles of distance between me and him in mere seconds. I felt like a wet towel. Tossed aside. I felt my feelings and emotions wasn’t respected. It made me feel like all that never mattered and probably will never be.

Of course I was angry and hurt but now all that is left is just sadness and feeling of hopelessness.

Feelings don’t get returned. Love just happens. Friendship dies momentarily at least this is what I want to believe for now but life has to go on anyway. People around me thinks I’m some kind of Mother Theresa. They think I’m too nice to be in touch with the one source who is the root of all this misery. Yet I know I’m not faking it. I’m just not pretentious. That's how I feel and I just can't help it.

Co-incidentally I was browsing online and I came across an entry in Paulo Coelho's blog that summarises how I feel.

It’s very difficult. But there is no choice: if you don’t pardon, then you’ll think about the pain they caused you and that pain will never go away. I’m not saying that you have to like those who do you wrong. I’m not telling you to go back to that person’s company. I’m not suggesting that you start seeing that person as an angel or as someone who acted without any hurtful intentions. All I am saying is that the energy of hate will take you nowhere, but the energy of pardon which manifests itself through love will manage to change your life in a positive sense.”

I couldn't say anything more

Finding inspiration

Everything is within reach yet I couldn't muster that little courage to pick it up and get on from there. Sometimes it has been that way though it's been a while now. It's the begining which is so hard. I find myself searching blindly for some inspiration.

As far as this blog is concerned, the days of my life is at a halt. Ironically many things has happened. Passed. Events experienced. Lessons learnt. Acquaintance befriended. So much of unwritten memory which will soon be swallowed and forgotten with time which brings me here to pen down this particular moment of my life so I can make a memory out of it.

I'd say I'm one of those lucky person in the whole wide world who knows exactly what inspires me and somehow manages her way to connect with the inspiration. In my case, this inspiration came in the form of a male. A male singer to be exact. Jason Mraz. We even share the same initial. JM. We could only connect. =)

Just last Thursday, I've had an unforgettable experience of watching him perform live in KL. I have to say I had the time of my life. Isn't it funny how music plays a big part in our life. To experience life without it now would be unimaginable. So yes, my point is he's come to be a person whom I don't really know but became very fond of of late. He's one person who can put a smile on my face and give me the same 'morning sunshine against my skin' effect with just a song. After watching him perform, I was even more impressed with his cool, laid back and life's just wonderful the way it is demeanour. And then there's so much of positivity in his songs. So much truth in the lyrics. So many words that you can relate to and suddenly it is very inspiring now.

So there for now I found inspiration through a singer with his songs. If you know what inspires you, stick by it. Chances are that, if it manage to inspire you today, 10 years down the road, it will come in handy once again =)

I live you all with a little something from him...

Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ha la la la la la life is wonderful
Ha la la la la la life is meaningful
Ha la la la la la life is wonderful
Ha la la la la la life it is...so... wonderful

It is so meaningful
It is so wonderful
It is meaningful
It is wonderful
It is meaningful
It goes full circle
Wonderful
Meaningful
Full circle
Wonderful

A New Beginning

After what seemed like an eternity of waiting (read time wasting), the torment ended. I was awaken from my deep slumber at 11ish am to the authoritative voice of Jo saying .."call now'' I got Johor. So I attended to the quick three step hygiene procedure and ran downstairs to call my future big employer.Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia. But of course the whole world of pharmacy undergraduates would choose to call at the same time and after about 10 minutes listening to the same engaged dialling tone, I gave up.

So I went about my other domestic responsibilities and was going to empty out the thrash outside around 12ish and decided to make a pit stop at the telephone once again and I just tried my luck with that "I'm so sure, I wouldn't be able to get through" thought in my mind but I did. And Mr. Osman's voice was soothing to my ear when he said....Jivanti ya, Hospital Kuala Lumpur. Lapor diri 3 October!!!!!

And suddenly I was jumping out of joy. It was a good feeling actually. Well HKL was my first choice, but somehow after sitting at home for 4 months, I was suddenly hoping to set fresh maybe somewhere else in Malaysia but also contradictingly I also had overtime thinking about all the financial aspect of living away from home and not to mention the emotional turmoil I'd be subjected to leaving my loved ones behind. Finally, I came to a conclusion of infinite indecisiveness. And just left it in the hands of God. It turned out that He really places us where we function our best.

Coming back to HKL. How do I feel about it personally? It's like going back to someone familiar. Like an old friend whom you don't really like to visit but you have to. So I guess I'm stuck with this friend again. I later learned that 5 of other Bpharmers namely Jen, Julian, Foot Seng, QiYun and Kogi is gonna be there too. Yaay. It feels like a zoo trip with kindy friends =) and I heard someone whom I don't really fancy in HKL has left the place too. Double yaay.

In a way, I'm really looking forward this big step of my life what more when the reporting date is on my birthday. Here's a good sign. An experience I learn from the past from HKL during sem 8 attachment was that inadequacy belittles you in incredible ways. So I have learned from my past and have started to study. Of course I wont be a 100% prepared but this should cushion me against whatever blow that I'll sure receive.

So all in all I have a good feeling about this and I'm gonna give my 100% ke arah menyumbang kepada komuniti di Kuala Lumpur though I'm not really pro government but I'm here to serve the people so who cares really. To all fellow Bpharmers, happy disembarking on a new journey.

P/s I realised I'm more productive when I'm happy. I attended to my domestic responsibilities at home today for 8 hours straight with no break in between.

Finding for love and the like??

I was watching Oprah just like every other day following the daily routine of waking up at noon to a cup of hot coffee and going on to fix breakfast or lunch or branch depending on what's available in the refrigerator and then settle myself in front of the magic box on the recliner( see now I'm beginning to develop emotional attachment to this little brown leather furniture) for a feel good time of 2 hours!!!! Oprah then the Ellen show.

So today on Oprah was a segment on where to find eligible single man over the age of 30 in the United States. And I'm wondering...great just when I thought I could somehow benefit from this, the geographical location was somewhat restricted. So since I thought or magically knew that the odds of me getting to Salt Lake City in Utah, Arlington in Texas, Raleigh in North Carolina, San Jose in California and San Fransisco in San Fransisco ( which by the way is the 5 cities in USA where you can find smart, highly educated eligible bachelor) is rather predictably slim, I thought I would just sum up on what was said and discussed on today's show.

The guest featured were authors of two books.

If you are a single woman looking for love or the one or something of the like, here's what you should do.....

1. You should look attractive with minimal degree of effort but in a rather provocative way. Not sure how to do that..but that is definitely required...according to Steve Santagati, the author of the book The Manual: Man, Sex and Love. A complete guide to female. Even when you're just out on a Sunday morning when the whole town is sleeping just to get the papers.
Steve's justification: Man are visual people. That's the fact and they're always looking. So if you want to play game, you got to play by the rules. The Law of Attraction is very precise. He also says that men also like women in their most natural way. So if you're in the game, the rule of thumb is to look good but not with too much make up. Just natural but good looking.

2. How you feel on the inside is as important as how you feel on the outside. Your inner dialogue. Steve says. When a woman walks into a room, he thinks her inner dialogue can be the difference between being approached and being ignored. He goes on to further say that " you gotta have that straight shoulder, head held up high and just got to transmit that " I'm hot.I feel good, I know I can have anything that I want' vibe outside.

2. Woman should not be afraid to make the first move. Like assuming you see a possible candidate in a market( the market on Orpah was so really nice, I mean even the market looks eligible and I'm picturing my house Pasar Borong, hmm...and I'm thinking yeah right, eligible bachelors here...Good luck!!! :P), you're to strike up a conversation. Of course you don't have to introduce yourself and freak him out, you know probably you could say..Looks like the fish is fresh today and hopefully he'll say " oh so you're a victim too huh. I'm so and so by the way. I just live across the street. How come I've never seen you before?"
haha...funny but that's exactly how it works there in that part of the world. Not too sure if it's rightly applicable in this Asian country of Malaysia.
Steve's justification: Men too worry about being rejected as much as the woman. So when the woman approaches them, they feel good and they feel the starting big load has been eased and they can get to it rather easily.

3. Go to a hardware store because Steve says it's like an ocean with a lot of fish. Hmm, applying it to a KL context, I'm not sure where is this local hardware store that houses plenty of men is located. Fine, lets broaden our perceptive of thinking, just a place where you think you can meet a lot of blokes and most importantly DO NOT hang on the phone. Because if a fish sees you and wants to swim close to you, the vibration from your mobile phones would scare it away. hehe... You get what I mean......

Interestingly enough another author responds to this subject of matter rather differently while still agreeing with Steve.

Kathy Freston, author of The One, says you won't find your soul mate unless you look inside yourself. Kathy says before finding that one person who is meant for you, you have to find peace with yourself which literally means accepting yourself who you are and more importantly loving yourself for the great person you are. It also means you taking charge and making that difficult decision of leaving someone (if you're in a relationship) when you know they have gone too far. She says if you've been dating jerks, abusers and alcoholics all your life, it means you actually think they're ok and you can put up with them when rightly you should be treated better.

Well here's the thing everyone have a soul mate and what's even more interesting is that we have soul mates. Yes that's right. Plural. Different people come into our lives at different point of time in our lives to fullfill different things in our life. While you believe that when you were once in a dark relationship with a guy who made you cry buckets of tears years ago was a jerk, he was actually your soul mate when it initially started and longingly lasted. At some point of time.It's just that he was a soul mate for you then. Just then.
So now it's not the end of your life if you've just been dumped by your boyfriend of 6 years or you've never dated anyone in your life. Give it a rest. The universe has a way of leading you to your another soul mate. They are plural. Remember that.

And finally how do you know if you've met the one.... Kathy says this...

You're just drawn to that person and you just want to stay there and this person seems to bring out the best in you.

What do I have to say about all this: Well chances me running to an eligible bachelor in my neighborhood on a Sunday morning is absolutely a negative infinity for three apparent reason. First just like any other day, on Sunday the day too dawns at noon for me, secondly the Sunday newspaper is delivered(read threw) from the motorcycle right to my front porch and thirdly the neighborhood near the shops where I usually go to get stuffs are populated with immigrants wearing sarong having teh tarik from various nationality which I'm definitely sure I'm not keen to know. And yeah I agree with Kathy of course. =)

Emotional Ventings

I guess this feeling of inadequacy is just too overwhelming almost to a point where I just can't overlook it probably because I have tried so much in the past to ignore it and in the past managed it in some way but today is the day where all I could do is sigh. And how I wish life would once treat me fairly.
Isn't it ironic how too much ecstasy can suddenly throw you to that same amount of devastating despair afterwards. I had a little too much of too good time with my dose of antidepressants. =) Here I am now feeling it time and again after the effect of the drug which has worn off. Ah, almost like Mr.Deja Vu giving his timely visits.
I mean since I'm already here I might state explicitly what actually drove me here. This anti depressants they are my girlfriends from high school whom I can never find a substitute for. Never ever. It's they who brings out the best in me . The ones who knows me inside out but never judges me. The one who doesn't give two hoods about my psychotic behavior which the world has no idea about. The one everyone needs. But sadly and now even rightly today they manage to highlight the feeling of adequacy in me.
I've always thought of myself as someone who has very high self esteem. Well today I learned that the hard facts are the ones that you never really hear about, never want to hear about although you know it and only those closest to you have the courage to tell you and whatever gigantic mountainous self esteem I had didn't quite prepare me for that although I wasn't highly affected.
You know how they say money doesn't buy happiness. But today it felt like it would have bought my happiness, made a difference and did justice to how I felt. Being in a ring of friends who have if not all but at least a car, an apartment or a bf , or a perfect husband or enough cash to buy you instant gratification at a shopping mall. Some even have it all. And look at me, I'm still waiting for a job that could leave me at a blur depending on the place that I'll be sent to, literally broke with no car and depend on the unreliable public transportation for my mobility and if all this is not enough I'm convinced that I'm doomed to wander this planet alone and that I'll never find that someone who's meant for me.!!!!!I can't help but to let all this get to me. Hey, don't judge me on my maturity now. Do you not know there's more to life than material pursuits? You ask me. I say I know. I know it better than anyone else but at some point of time you just want to prove that you can do it too, you want to have the things that they have if not all but some and you realized you have tried so hard. You have given it all your best but life doesn't want to cut you some slack.
Today I was really thinking of my houseman posting and the choices that I made to the various hospitals and I realized all the choices is not what I want. And having to experience the green grass of Putrajaya I can't help but to be tempted to want to work there and without me even realizing it I said a prayer for God to send me there because for the third time I know what I want. Not the first time.
I want to live in a house where I don't have to bark and beg people constantly to make up the bed, pick up the wet towels and wash the bathroom. And the house will be forever clean because I'll be the only one living there. No, I don't like to live alone but somehow the future prospect of that even in a fantasy is quite appealing because I always wanted it so badly, a house on my own, a clean house of my own and you are so tired of putting up with everyone and the mess they make!!!!
But I know that whatever that I have painstakingly typed in the above paragraph will be another want that I can never get. Just like the first two ones it will stay in fantasy. It's like I should almost stop wanting for things in life because if there's anyone who knows it better than anyone else then it's definitely me, knowing the fact that I never get what I want in life. I just settle for what was given to me and learn to live with it with my might best. But deep down..........

The Chronicles of Haknessess

Maybe this little trip to Negeri Sembilan was not meant to be and we simply went against the forces of the universe or rather the forces of hakness. And since then we were jinxed.

Our little trip was confirmed to consist of Min Ying (MY), Chin Yee (CY), Ee Lin (EL), Seng Yeong (SY), and me. To ease readers to follow through the chronicles of the hakness, our events will be narrated according to days and hak situation will be numbered orderly.

Day 1

We were suppose to alight from KL Sentral KTM Terminal at 1 pm.

Hak Event 1: MY only woke up at 12.30 pm. By the time we got into the train it was 3.30pm though the train came earlier than the specified time but then again KTM trains never come early!!!! So.....go figure.

Hak Event 2: We couldn’t reach CY on her Maxis mobile number, all of us took repeated turns to call her but suddenly only Mag could get to CY on her Digi network. It was later decided on Day 3 on our way back that it was indeed Mag who was the Hak controlling queen as our trip was only meant to be five people and she silently showed up in KL Sentral without anyone of us knowing just like how HAK surprises us. And since only Mag had the brilliance to call CY on her other number, we came to that conclusion although MY more like the hak ‘angel’ because she started off the chain of hakness, SY later pointed that this hak event 2 was the most important event because it was indeed giving us a sign not to continue with our trip. It’s like a silent whisper saying…” Go back to where you came from…..’’

But of course we didn’t see that as a warning sign and we continued with our trip. We were introduced to this Wii game from Taiwan, of course courtesy of Tat, CY’s other half in CY’s place. See Wii is a kind of video game akin to play station but you actually get to play tennis, bowling, boxing and other games just like how you play it in real life just without the racquet's and gadgets but you use a remote control instead. Well, I got to say we really had good time with that especially when I discovered I had this inborn unidentified talent for boxing :D

Our day 1 dinner was awesome and I have to say the BBQ crab we had was definitely one of the best I have tasted.

That night we stargazed in CY’s front yard. We all agreed that CY’s house is the undoubtedly the coolest and one of a kind. With newspapers as our mat, we laid on the wet dew filled grass looking at stars where CY was giving MY and SY lessons on how to spot Aquarious in the sky and telling some Chinese legend stories.

Hak event 3: We saw 4 shooting stars. Not one, not two….but FOUR!!!! And four isn’t a good number. See we only figure this out on day 2 of trip after experiencing more hak moments, only then did it make sense!!!!!

Day 2

Hak Event 4: The day began with hakness again. The Hakka mee shop that we were suppose to go for breakfast was closed and even CY was unaware of it.

Nevertheless the substitution breakfast we had was spectacular.After a truly heart meal, we were all geared up to continue our journey to Padas Hot Spring totally unaware of the hakness that awaits us at the end of the journey.

Hak Event 5: Tuesday: Closed. The signage killed us instantly. We can’t believe our luck. We traveled all the way under the scorching hot sun to find that place closed. Hmm, seems like the Negeri folks do take time off on Tuesdays. So we had no choice but to turn back home =(

We were just on time to catch the breathtaking sunset and we took countless numbers of shot and it just hit me that we didn’t get one perfect jumping beach group shot ,well this is probably due the hak curse and we also made our own Bagan Lalang walk of fame which no one can really see because it was hak dark!Our next destination was Bagan Lalang beach.

The beach was dirty courtesy to the third class minded citizen who visited it but nevertheless mother nature made up to it and showed us one of her finest moments because the sunset was absolutely mind blowing and the moments dipped in the sea watching the sun go down well..what I can say..Best things in life are free. Next destination was the supposedly good ikan bakar stalls near the beach.

Hak Event 6: We got out of the car and walked towards the restaurant and suddenly the light went off and for a good 3 minutes we just stood there in darkness and dumbfounded by the swirl of hakness that never seem to be endless.

Well luckily this curse worn off as soon as it came and we manage to settle ourselves on the dinner table and was halfway through our meal when the next hak event caught us off guard.

Hak Event 7: Suddenly everyone of us was screaming at the top of our lungs even though maybe only one of us knew why. Then we saw the culprit. A lizard. It dropped on Ee Lin's head and with all our scream that scared the living life out of it, it managed to fall on the table, and took some de tour on 2 of our meal and leaped somewhere else with its heart in its hand. Poor fellow!!!! He was probably the hakkest of us all!!!! Maybe it was because we ordered the bamboo clams and later when they recooked or reshuffled our dish for another new one, I lost my appetite to eat it again as every single clam now looks like a lizard to me. So as you see here, Ee Lin had tailed her share of hakness.

We finished our dinner and left and the next hak event followed through.

Hak Event 8: CY left the Wii game at her grandma's place and somewhere along the highway she remembered and we had to turn back and make a repeat trip.

Our repeat was quite fun as we had MY as the 'slow but gradually picked up the spinning style' DJ and we were all the band members of the band called 'Untitled' (since we didn't name our band at all). The group howling was quite a moment I would say =) Endorphine releasing activity!!!

Day 3

We woke up rather late and manage to have that bowl of Hakka Mee that passed us by the day before. It was really good and we didn't really have any plans for the day so we decided to head to Jusco Seremban 2 for a little city shopping mall tour. We wanted to sing karaoke but the beeline was way too long and none of the movie showing interest us so we headed to the gaming arcade and decided to play pool where the next hak event occurred.

Hak Event 9: So we were about to start our pool game and noticed that one ball (is that what you call it?) was missing. The important white one and so I obligatorily inserted my hand into that drain like hole where you pick pool balls from only to have it stuck there for an eternity. Nah, I was just exaggerating but I attracted enough attention to be the next 60 secs star. Timely, my hak black bangle choose to nest itself in that hole and refuse to come out. So there I was with one hand stuck in that hak hole looking like a complete idiot and everyone around me was giving me words of encouragement ( I knew they meant well) but all I felt was intense irritation because my hands was starting to hurt and the skin was already peeling off from too much pulling. Finally the game arcade manager or whoever it is with the key came and set me free and my 60 sec fame vanished into thin air instantaneously and flooded me with relief. Just when I thought, I could be free of the curse, I was damned too.

After that hak event, we just couldn't take it anymore and decided to leave the state at once made our final pit stop at the local pau shop to get some egg tart.

Hak Event 10: This time hakness came in the form of a confectionery. They ran out off egg tart in the first shop and we had to drive to another shop to pick up our tarts. Sigh.

So that ended our hak trip but on the whole it was fun. Really good fun minus all the hakness!!! On behalf of everyone us, I would personally like to thank CY for the being a very good host and gave us a really hospitable environment and to Mag for being our official photographer. The photos here are all complimentary from Mag.

Bahasa Malaysia, Bahasa Kebangsaan

3 minggu yang lalu, saya ditag oleh Jojo untuk menulis lembaran ini. So di sini saya ingin menyahut cabaran rakan seperjuangan saya untuk memblog dalam bahasa kebangsaan kita.

7 fakta tentang saya

1. Saya tak gemar minum horlicks!!!! Saya rasa saya tak pernah minumnya.
2. Saya suka hujan, matahari pagi, embun malam dan segala-galanya pasal alam sekitar.
3. Saya sangat fasih bercakap bahasa Melayu tetapi lagi hebat daripada Jojo.
4. Sehingga kini ayah saya masih suruh saya menyediakan ucapannya dalam bahasa Melayu walaupun adik saya masih menuntut dalam tingkatan 5. ( satu lagi fakta menunjukkan kehebatan saya dalam bahasa Melayu sunggupun telah 7 tahun saya meninggalkan dunia persekolahan)
5. Tiba-tiba saya rasa sangat tua selepas menaip ayat di atas.
6. Kadang-kadang saya rasa diri saya ganjil!!! ( Terjemahan langusng perkataan Weird)
7. Tidak seperti Jojo saya tidak memerlukan bantuan kamus!!!!!

7 perkara yang menakutkan saya

1. Saya takut kehilangan orang-orang yang saya sayangi dan yang menyayangi saya.
2. Lipas.
3.Lipas yang berterbangan.
4.Kadang-kadang ketinggian tetapi saya tidak begitu kisah terhadapnya kerana saya yang melap kipas, dinding dan segala benda yang tinggi di rumah saya. Saya juga menaiki Solero shots di Genting. Ternyata menghadapi ketakutan anda menjadikan anda manusia berani!!!! KKK = ketawa kuat kuat!!!!!
5. Saya takut kesunyian!!!! Perasaan seperti tiada orang yang kisah tentang saya.
6. Perasaan helplessness....macam tak boleh buat apa-apa dan hanya mampu melihat!!!!!
7. Sunggupun saya tidak mahu menulis ini, tetapi Jojo telah mempengaruhi saya...jadi saya pun...takut mati seorang dara....~muka tersengih macam kerang busuk~

7 lagu kegemaran saya

1. Saya milikmu ( I'm Yours) - Jason Mraz
2. Home ( Rumah) - Micheal Buble
3. Apa yang harus aku lakukan (What can I do)- The Corrs
4. Ia belum berakhir ( It's not over )- Daughtry
5. Keriangan ( Bubbly)- Colbie Cailat
6. Jatuh terjaga (Falling awake) - Gary Jules
7. Hampir tidak bernafas( Barely breathing)- Duncan Sheikh

7 pekara yang saya selalu sebut

1. I'll give you one tight slap :P
2. Babi!!!!
3. Really?
4. 4 perkataan lagi, saya tidak tahu kerana vocabulary saya hebat dan saya tidak mengulangi perkataan. hehe....

7 pekara yang sangat bernilai

1. Hubungan saya dengan dengan Tuhan.
2. Keluarga saya.
3. Kawan-kawan rapat saya.
4. Alam sekitar yang kita tidak tahu menilai!!!!
5. Diri saya.
6. Kemampuan untuk membuat seseorang senyum =)
7. Kebolehan kita untuk mencintai seseorang sedalam-dalamya!!!!

7 pertama kali dalam hidup saya

1. Melihat planet Musytari dan Zuhal dengan menggunakan teleskop ( Bagi mereka yang tidak arif dengan planet-planet, ia juga dikenali sebagai Saturn & Jupiter dalam bahasa Inggeris)
2. Membaling batu untuk melepaskan segala-gala yang terpendam di dalam hati di Empangan Sg.Selangor. ( Ini memang best) sambil menjerit kuat-kuat.
3. Menari di atas bar yang terbakar tanpa rentung!!!! KKK!!!
4. Melihat buruj(constellaations) di langit dan mampu mengenal apa bentuknya. Scorpio yang paling cantik!!!!
5. Muntah selepas mabuk!!!!
6. Menjerit di dalam KTM sekuat hati..."boleh tak bagi orang keluar dulu'' selepas dihempap oleh manusia busuk yang tidak mempunyai kesedaran sivik.Saya terpaksa untuk menyelamatkan diri saya.
7. Serta melakukan beberapa benda pelik yang tidak harus saya beritahu di sini :P

Phuket Day 3

The third day trip has a story on its own. It begins with the cancellation of our trip to James Bond Island because we thought it would rain and hence we thought we could talk to our tour guide to see if she can offer us something better in return. And it was either the Aqua Show( where unreal girls do real performance) or the Thai girl a.k.aTiger show ( where real girls do the unbelievable but real stunts where you only must see once because you'll be to disgusted to even watch it the second time). This is of course how our tour guide put it, so of course we wanted the second opinion.
But luck wasn't on our side, because the Thai girl show( which became Tiger show because of the mispronunciations from people) place was charred in a fire the night before. So we had to settle for the second best which was the Aqua show.
We had the morning for ourselves, so we walked around Patong Beach and played in the sea and had tattoo by the beach and some of us braided our hair too.
The Aqua show has a class on its own. I would personally recommend first time Phuket visitors to take a watch. The show was entirely put up by 'woman' and I mean men by nature and it was a spectacular entertaining show. At the end of the show,we thought it was not all a bad swap after all but it would get boring to watch it again and again assuming they put up the same show everyday, I guess.
Next time around, we could try our luck with the Thai girl show and the James Bond island of course.
Verdict of day 3: You should take time to explore the Patong Beach if you have the time and walk the entire length of the beach and of course the Aqua show is a good one too!!!!

Phuket Day 2

To be honest, I forgot the details of the trip already hmm maybe because the trip was a month ago and because I'm just so lazy to blog about it but since I have the habit of not living things hanging in the air I shall for the benefit of everyone still blog about it. Our day 2 trip was suppose to be to the Phi Phi Island and the Maya bay. However due to the horribly unpredictable weather we spoiled two third of the trip that day. But still we enjoyed the 'cruise' ride. We sat on the deck with both legs hanging over the boat and the cold sea breeze slapping our cheek, the rain drops trailing down our faces. Oh how we enjoyed it and we manage to pose for pictures too.
The island was beautiful but the view and the sea could be clearer if it wasn't for the monsoon season. The snorkeling was as disappointing as the weather that day adding to the fact that I was naively unaware that my life jacket wasn't tight enough or rather I didn't really know how to wear it.
Lesson 1- Never wear a life jacket that is too big for you.
Lesson 2 - Insist on the best one that fits you even if there are hundreds of them queuing for it. Lesson 3- For God's sake tighten the strap especially the ones that goes around your leg and ends up somewhere near your privates.

So the point that I'm trying to put across is that I was floating half of the time in the sea because the freaking life jacket was too big and I saw no freaking fish and instead I was waiting to get back to the boat because I was exhausted trying to pull some stunts with the over sized life jacket. Then we couldn't stop at Maya Bay because it was raining. Later that day, we visited one of a Thai massage parlour that you find plenty in the streets of Phuket and had a good 2 hours traditional Thai massage.
Verdict of the day: Check out when is the best time to go a beach especially when you are spending a lot of money on it. But nevertheless the crazy cruise ride was an experience to die for!!!! Why? Because of the weather of course!!!!!!

Phuket Day 1

A glimpse of the Phuket Island of Thailand in 4 days!!!!

Our day trip in Phuket began with lunch at Soho's. Sounds posh. Not quite. Its actually a road side stall like place which serves very famous duck rice. It was priced at 350 Bhat about RM 3.50. It tasted ok maybe because I wasn't really a duck fan but then again anything is better than eating PORK ( Ee Lin will be so offended :D). After that we started on our day trip to the Cashew Nut factory but to me it was more of like a makan factory. We got too see how real cashew nuts look and how they were processed. Trust me, if you see it along the road you won't say it is a cashew fruit. And then they have cashews of all varieties.Buttered, honeyed, satayed, garliced and chocolated and whatever that you can ed on. So you can taste all this as much as you like and you are not pressured to buy any. :D
And then there are also other local food like the dodol, the shrimp and many dried fruits of various flavours which you can freely feast on. Finally they provide water for thirsty customers too.

We then headed on to the Beautiful Temples of the Phuket ( and no this is not the name of the temple, I can't remember the name so we'll just have to settle with that). This area houses 4 huge temples with Buddha statues in it alongside many street dogs. One will be featured here. =)The interior of all the temples were intricately hand drawn and it really serves as a tourist attraction besides a place of worship. We had limited time to browse around leisurely every nook and corner of this temples because our tour guide Tan keep rushing us for our next destination but we were glad to leave the temple area because the sun was scorching hot.

Our next pit stop was nothing like the previous one. We were chilled instantly by the mountain breeze. The Karon View Point where one can get the view point from Karon :D is a hill top with a little house where people can just chill and enjoy the absolutely breathtaking view of the Phuket island. We were hoping to catch the sun go down but it was way too early for a sunset and besides the rest had the Fantasea show to catch. Since I opted not to go for the show, I shall not feature it here though I have the pictures from the rest of them who went but I'm just to lazy to resize it. But they all said it's really good. So if you have the extra cash in hand you should watch it.

The rest of the gang headed to Fantasea Show after dinner while I stayed back with Pei Ying because I was short of cash and we just walked around the area near our hotel, The Royal Paradise Hotel which wasn't' really royal but the strategic location made up to the whatever it lacked.

Verdict of the Day : The City Tour can be quite boring. I mean it's not something you want to do every time, and since I'm an adrenaline junkie I didn't find it that appealing like I said just a one time thingy. But Karon View Point is a beauty on its own.

Phuket Day 2- Coming Your way tommorow!!!!!