Gossips and Appetite

My aunt and cousin from Malacca visited us today. Was kinda fun updating one another with our lives. It was even more interesting listening to the gossips actually...

Aunt : Do you know the owner of the shop we rented from has 4 wives....
Me and Mum : Omg, are u serious???
Aunt : Yeah yea!! And to make it worse, he's like this tiny man... but keep bullying them; beating and slapping them at his will.
Me : All four of them???
Aunt : No no.... only 3 of them now.... the first wife cannot tahan... shifted out and stay with their son in KL already.
Me and Mum : Wah!! Why didn't the wives retaliate and fight back???
Aunt : That's why la!!!!! We all in the area think he used some jampi (black magic).. make them willing to get beaten up and not do anything!
Mum : Yeah!!! That was also my first thought!!! That old man pukau the woman!
Me and Cousin : *Sweats* Cannot be la!!! Where got so terrer!!
Aunt : Got!!! Now even worse!! He's currently trying to tackle this form 6 girl. And she's also quite interested in him..... everyday after school she will come over to the shop and 'chit chat' with him...
Me, Mum and Cousin : Isn't he like 60++ years old and she's probably 18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aunt : That's why we say jampi lo!!
Me and Cousin : Then shouldn't you report to the police!! Domestic violence and potential use of
jampi/ hypnosis!!!!!
Aunt : Aiya, won't work one..... *silence*.. *changes topic*...
Me and Cousin : *speechless*


Anyways, my aunt was sweet enough to bring us food which she made from scratch! This included wanton, fuchuk, sambal (chilly paste) and her super yummylicious rice dumpling (a.k.a Bak Zhang!) I didn't even know the festival is reaching near but that didn't stop me from eating it right after my aunt and cousin left!

-It cracked opened by itself after it was heated up! See the chestnut!!-

A warning to everyone not to eat too much of the dumpling at one go. It causes constipation. I learnt that last year. It isn't worth it. Trust me....

Bali Bali Omphh!

Apologies for my short absence... the gang and I went for a 5-day holiday trip to Bali, Indonesia. It was sort of a post-exam reward or rather an excuse we gave to our old folks for a holiday. We kinda under budgeted the expenses as most of us reach home with nearly Rm0 or so. Thank God for ATM. Shopping there was quite cheap, depending on what brand you aim for and the volume of purchase. Needless to say, the more the cheaper....bulk-buying. And you can really sharpen your bargaining skills there. The classic trick is always to threaten to walk away whenever the price of the buyer and seller do not match. Wahaha!! In Bali, bargaining is a necessity. Why? Because they tend to mark up the prices up to 60-70% of the price they usually sell to the locals there. Something worth Rp150,000 could be purchased for Rp80,000. It'll also be an advantage if you can speak Bahasa Malaysia to them, as you will not be mistaken for a Jap and offered a slaughtering price.

Anyways, what we did there wasn't anything special... sight seeing in Kinta Mani; the lake beside the volcano, turtle island, temples and the cultural dance. The most memorable parts of the trip are probably the full body massage we tried and Kinta Mani. Don't know why but I keep mistaken Kinta Mani for Lembah Kinta, something we learn in Geography in school.... (biji timah wtf!) It was the first time I went for a massage and frankly it felt awkward because I gotta strip my clothes off, wearing only the disposable underwear they provided. Then the girl begun washing my feet and legs before the massage begin. When she's done, I lay down on the bed sticking my face in the hole while she stomped on my back. Okay, I exaggerated a little... but she did stand my my back. It felt really really good and you can tell she's very skilled! She massaged almost every part of the body (even the butt but not the privates) and up to the tiny toe of mine. I stopped her when she massage my thighs because I couldn't handle the tickle, lol. It was damn geli and I tried to "take it like a man, wtf". At the end I couldn't stand it and burst out laughing. I know, damn failure right.

-Dodgy looking but absolutely professional massage parlour, I hope-

As for Kinta Mani, it was breath taking!!! It's really the main itinerary I looked forward through the entire trip. Visiting the volcano and seeing the lake beside it, along with the cold breeze....it's heaven! We had a buffet lunch there and we sat at the counter overlooking the entire view. The food was alright but we were rather busy taking pics and cam-whoring. Wahaha. Damn nice... damn nice.










Another nice but overpriced place we went was the Turtle island and Dreamland. Turtle island, as the name speaks for itself is a place we can see and touch turtles, lame-chop wtf. We paid Rp120,000 which is equivalent to an estimated Rm40.00. We expected more but we only saw turtles, bats, snakes and had coconut to drink (which we have to pay). I consoled myself since it's the first time I saw and touched a turtle.

- The bat with a black package, wahaha-

-And they sell souvenirs too, *wink*-

Dreamland isn't like the Australian themepark. Eh wait....sorry but i think the Aussie version is Dreamworld...... Anyways, it's a beach with white sands, rough but cool waves, great rocks, and many many ang mos with yummy yummy bods! :)

-It's L.O.V.E.... go figure, wahahha-

-oh bergayanya, wtf-

The other place we went was the temple by the sea. Can't really remember the name.... and was not informed on it's history. So we ended up only taking nice pics... wahaha.

-the place was so sacred that we have to wear a sarong each-

-the place was so sacred that I just need to pull off a kungfu stunt-

-the place was so sacred that we gotta take our shirts off and give more kungfu poses-

-Another temple by the beach-

-officially posers (but with style, wtf)-

The rest of the trip was basically shopping and more shopping. I bought clothes, wallets, dicks , dvds and etc home. Gotta promote the DVDS. Call me cheap but I got 80 pieces of DVDs for only Rm160 (of course they're pirated but ...*whistles*). Friends, Greys Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, Ugly Betty and also QAF for 'someone'. I'm really gonna be busy.

Other random pics taken......

-Go green but apparently God's veg need a parking space too-

-The most famous Ayam Bertutu shop, and they say funny pays-

-The cultural dance-cum-sketch-
*notice the thing sticking out between his legs.....it was his tail you hamsap!*

-Claiming our welcome drinks on the last day of the trip, Malaysians we are lol-

-If you wanna order something on the plane, try the Roti Jala. It's good at only Rm6.00-

The end but The Beginning

May the 16th..... 6.00 p.m.

The point of time we exhaled in relief. The final paper is done and it'll probably be the last time we step into the examination hall (hopefully). Relieved? Of course. Glad? I have to say Yes. Sad? A little. Missing the old days? Definately



The bittersweet dilemma...............

Somehow I did not feel extremely happy about leaving Uni life. I thought I would but I was wrong. Sure I am keen to find a new job that I enjoy doing, but it's probably the transition of so many issues that pulls the motivation down. No more long breaks, fixed and probably extended working hours , that I can bear. Politics, that I'm not sure. They say never trust your colleagues whenever in an organization. I tell myself that but I know I might not be able to do so. After a while, you tend to let your guard down. You feel safe around them and they become family. It is to me, but apparently not to some. If it is true, then I'll be learning the hard way. sigh


Don't know what's wrong with me, woke up today feeling awkward. It's the feeling where you really really wanted to reach your objective so badly before, but when you finally do, it's just it. Nothing more. In fact, it felt overrated. Damn. Was also surprisingly pressured when mum asked about my job application progress. It's only the day after my exam, and I'm already interrogated on my career. I told her that I have not even unpack my school bag. I'm sure my job can wait. I don't know. Am I scared or is this what everyone will face? Consider this a Pre-job Anxiety or a Post-Study Depression? You tell me.




Past, Present and Future........ Friends?

I guess a part of my freakish realization today is also due to the fact of potential lost of friends from Uni. It may only be 3 years, but some experiences really taught me to be a better person. Be a gentleman to girls? Nah, thats just naturally me. (blowing self-trumpet, I don't care, sue me) Handling different people and seeing one with different perspectives. That's the significance. They say never judge a book by its cover. Can it really be done? Don't lie. Most would say no. I'm not lying but i think it is possible. I did it and it has provided me the best of friends. Keeping that in mind, it's not that I've never judged people before. I'm only human and I did do it a couple of times .......... no I'm not a hypocrite, I'm simply a sinner.


We see one another everyday in class. We eat together. We do assignments in groups. Be it goodtimes or conflicts, that's how we maintained the friendship. With everyone separated by their respective aims in life, what is there to strengthen the bond?

Past: I-love-you, I-hate-you friendship.
Present: Separation of reaching one's aim.
Future: Unreliable colleagues.

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Past, Present and Future...... Friends?