There is recently a lot of concern about my future. My friends are like working, some are intending to further their studies overseas,some learning to drive, some are going for scholarship interviews. Everyone seems occupied with their own future lives. Why the rush?
Its as if we have to choose our paths now. Its like a decision we have to make and i better make the right decision. So after much consideration, i have finally narrowed it down to three careers. Lets see...
Lawyer...well i won't say i have the gift of the gap, but i can talk a lot. Frankly speaking i am known to have the 'big' mouth, so my voice is kinda like louder i guess? there are times i try to like whisper or control my voice but can't seem to work. Its like high frequency? the person i find in common having this dilemma is Calvin Nga. haiz....we can both speak like having microphones all the time. Ok..back to being a lawyer, i like thought of like being those contract type of lawyer? You know those that help to prepare contracts? It seems to be quite a lucrative business i guess?....a lawyer..not bad geh..can consider.i am sometimes very outspoken also like i have my own opinions and i would stick to them.Its like having your own stand. The bad thing is that i have to like memorize a lot of laws. Haiz....and you know when you watch those TVB series when those lawyers kind of are helping those criminals to fight justice? what if i become like one of them? next..
Architect...a job that i think is the balance between art and science. One needs to have like good imagination and determination. Well its kind of the only job that may allow me to express myself creatively at the same time professionally. Its like i can be inspired and use this inspiration in architecture. Lets say Birds Nest? Its like so such an iconic place now. Its like the building of the century. I want to be an architect like that. Like designing modern/ art/ inspiring buildings that i could be proud of. yet, being an architecture means i many need to be like under the sun all the time. Its not that i dun like the sun but i dun like to sweat when i am in like proper clothes. You know, dressing smartly the sweating???....does not make sense to me.
Business/management...watching shows like The Apprentice really like built up the interest in me . Its like kinda tough yet its kinda attracting. The like challenges and this may be the right field for me. Yet, its still hard to choose the exact field i want to be in. being in the corporate world may not be as easy as it seems. The backstabbing...the competition..the stress...can i take all this in?
Really hope to get a scholarship to help me to fulfill my dreams. i really want to make it overseas, its the experience, the different environment i am vying for. That is why sometimes i really admire those people who can study abroad. So lucky.oh well, God has a path for me and if it takes me to go through hell to get it without like bercanggah with my integrity, i will go for it. I am a fighter.
so still deciding now. Any opinions..haiz
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Cleaning..
Whole day packing my house. Its been two days already. Started yesterday. packed all the unwanted books, packed my bedroom, packed everywhere and it goes on....need to keep my house clean and its not easy. I have to like paksa my sister to help clean up.
"No . No . No. No going out". That was what i told her. Haiz...tired but....must go on. Bye-bye my PJ clothes, selamat tinggal Mathemathics and Chinese. Very suang when i threw away my chinese books....so happy, a sense of relief.
plan to like makeover my house. at least can be more nice and presentable lar. You know, when guest come, you won't feel embarassed....haha...or like..don't come to my house right?
anyway, phoned Erican and enquired about the French courses they offered. RM 600 for 20 hours. OMG....now have to seriously consider first. dunno how LZC's undang went today? poor guy, he had to listen alone for 5 hours.
"No . No . No. No going out". That was what i told her. Haiz...tired but....must go on. Bye-bye my PJ clothes, selamat tinggal Mathemathics and Chinese. Very suang when i threw away my chinese books....so happy, a sense of relief.
plan to like makeover my house. at least can be more nice and presentable lar. You know, when guest come, you won't feel embarassed....haha...or like..don't come to my house right?
anyway, phoned Erican and enquired about the French courses they offered. RM 600 for 20 hours. OMG....now have to seriously consider first. dunno how LZC's undang went today? poor guy, he had to listen alone for 5 hours.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Mengarut(part 4)
last day at Penang was like...haiz...
So, to start my day, me and shao kang took a short walk around Macallister Road..jalan-jalan saja. Later leh, me , kkc and zhi cong went like sight-seeing around Little India. If not mistaken that region was recently declared as the World Heritage Site so pegi tengok-tengok lor...
Little India-wah..sure very geng. what i pictured was Beyonce-type ladies like dancing their heels off to the beat of the fresh, vibrant and hip Indian music. Trust me, i was ready to like go Bollywood. i was like sceptical at first. Little India wor..how would it be..? are all of them going to be in Sarees(traditional Indian costumes) welcoming us? Maybe they would like put a necklace of flowers around our necks...(oh no...to0 Hawaii...)
When we reached, too bad a lot of stalls not yet open. Its like 11.00 jor lor. never mind, nothing was going to stop me from having some fun, so i like .."ah...nanananana...lalala.."(to lift up the Indian spirit in us) until i was stopped by KKC.haiz..can't i just have some fun?
Talking about Little india, we were honestly a little disappointed, nothing like what i expected. The vibrant colors...nothing..oh well..i expected to be Indian-fied. i was ready to feel like..."o...your Hips don't lie...shakira. shakira"...haiz..tak ada pun...
well, the architecture surely din't disappoint. Those buildings were like a mix of what i would say olden English and contemporary asia. Its like almost a unique fuchsia, almost like ice kacang , mixed with different ingredient, colourful and at the same time tantalizing and you get this unique flavour... really inspired...haha.
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there, my friend KKC even went for fortune telling. RM 5 . It was like haiz...the lady see cards only mar...then say this say that. actually, i was interested, curious to like listen to what she said. Honestly speaking, i did not feel comfortable. There were like these idols everywhere. I actually regretted like taking that casey(kkc) there. i am christian(thought like not that devoted) i should be taking him to church, motivating him to be like believing in himself but there was i taking him and allowing him to hear this 'karut'. so sorry yer..casey(kkc the lala)
well, the highlight was at the end when we were on the way home. we took this bus and we actually like missed the stop??...then leh i kena marah...haiz..actually, i wanted to walk back but they all lor...lazy...wanted to take a cab(RM 12 ar ar kor...walking distance only mar , +zhi cong no money geh)....went to have our lunch at the famous , Sisters' Char Kuey Teow. It was like the best meal at penang for me. It smelled well and it tasted amazing. Imagine yourself , after walking like miles having a plate of hot char kuey teow...walau....sedapnya..really a must-eat..
the sad news was...we all were left no money. RM 0 . For the lunch and the taxi, we gave jor all our money. You see, i had RM 5, kkc had RM 4 left..then Zhi Cong..lets not mention the word money to him..i still remember his innocent smile. First time , no more cash in my wallet. Luckily, we walked back..
then ar...sat a bus back lor...reached Ipoh around 4. then need to rendam my beach clothes, sudah like basah+busuk.
okok...can write emo back jor..
So, to start my day, me and shao kang took a short walk around Macallister Road..jalan-jalan saja. Later leh, me , kkc and zhi cong went like sight-seeing around Little India. If not mistaken that region was recently declared as the World Heritage Site so pegi tengok-tengok lor...
Little India-wah..sure very geng. what i pictured was Beyonce-type ladies like dancing their heels off to the beat of the fresh, vibrant and hip Indian music. Trust me, i was ready to like go Bollywood. i was like sceptical at first. Little India wor..how would it be..? are all of them going to be in Sarees(traditional Indian costumes) welcoming us? Maybe they would like put a necklace of flowers around our necks...(oh no...to0 Hawaii...)
When we reached, too bad a lot of stalls not yet open. Its like 11.00 jor lor. never mind, nothing was going to stop me from having some fun, so i like .."ah...nanananana...lalala.."(to lift up the Indian spirit in us) until i was stopped by KKC.haiz..can't i just have some fun?
Talking about Little india, we were honestly a little disappointed, nothing like what i expected. The vibrant colors...nothing..oh well..i expected to be Indian-fied. i was ready to feel like..."o...your Hips don't lie...shakira. shakira"...haiz..tak ada pun...
well, the architecture surely din't disappoint. Those buildings were like a mix of what i would say olden English and contemporary asia. Its like almost a unique fuchsia, almost like ice kacang , mixed with different ingredient, colourful and at the same time tantalizing and you get this unique flavour... really inspired...haha.
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there, my friend KKC even went for fortune telling. RM 5 . It was like haiz...the lady see cards only mar...then say this say that. actually, i was interested, curious to like listen to what she said. Honestly speaking, i did not feel comfortable. There were like these idols everywhere. I actually regretted like taking that casey(kkc) there. i am christian(thought like not that devoted) i should be taking him to church, motivating him to be like believing in himself but there was i taking him and allowing him to hear this 'karut'. so sorry yer..casey(kkc the lala)
well, the highlight was at the end when we were on the way home. we took this bus and we actually like missed the stop??...then leh i kena marah...haiz..actually, i wanted to walk back but they all lor...lazy...wanted to take a cab(RM 12 ar ar kor...walking distance only mar , +zhi cong no money geh)....went to have our lunch at the famous , Sisters' Char Kuey Teow. It was like the best meal at penang for me. It smelled well and it tasted amazing. Imagine yourself , after walking like miles having a plate of hot char kuey teow...walau....sedapnya..really a must-eat..
the sad news was...we all were left no money. RM 0 . For the lunch and the taxi, we gave jor all our money. You see, i had RM 5, kkc had RM 4 left..then Zhi Cong..lets not mention the word money to him..i still remember his innocent smile. First time , no more cash in my wallet. Luckily, we walked back..
then ar...sat a bus back lor...reached Ipoh around 4. then need to rendam my beach clothes, sudah like basah+busuk.
okok...can write emo back jor..
end.
me and my char kuey teow
me and my char kuey teow
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Save your life(part 3)
starting of part 3
before that i just remembered that the night before when the others were asleep, i noticed something. Well, not exactly noticed, to be precise heard or listened. What came through my ear canal was these disturbing noises-oh yar....those were snores. i realized that the guy sleeping beside me snores and the somebody on the bed opposite mine also snores. haiz...what to do..toleransi lor...and throughout the night, kuan fei kept coughing, feel so sorry for that guy like kesiannya...so i like gave his a glass of water, wish he is still ok now, forgot asking him....
the next day, we actually went up to Penang Hill. I was like informed like there was this canopy walk however a tree like feel over and now the canopy walk facility is kinda under repairment. So, what we did was took this tramps up the hill. Its actually me 2nd time taking a tramp, the first time was when i was in Hong Kong where i took a tramp up to the Peak....well, talking about the tramps there are more like the 'snails' of all transports...slow like hell....red colour de...actually was quite excited like..yepee...can go up the hill....nice nice nice..but..haiz...
after buying the tickets to board the tramp, we waited for the tramp to arrive...waited waited...den saw something red from afar coming closer and closer...excited...yes..yes ..yes...oh no...guess wat like almost 10 seconds also haven move 10 cm..(seems like)...haiz...apa lah...never mind lor..Msia still boleh right?..maybe going up the hill could be like fun?...keep myself positive..
okok...so we all(14 of us) squeezed into this tiny space and great only 14 of us. then leh, we saw people waiting outside waiting to like come into the tramp also , there were like 2 monks . At once, we sprang into action. all i heard was..."hey hey hey dun sit stand stand stand act as if our space full jor...ei laofoong dun stand so far...stand nearer , create illusion....wei wei wei..." and thank lord the tramp was occupied by only us...so went up Penang Hill.....what to do what to do up there..
the view...ok lor
the ride up there leh took about 15 minutes gua....ten leh what we could only do leh was see the view of the whole of Penang wor...could see Komtar..har...like this only ar...really ar...haiz..well besides the view , we saw monkeys but the main 'attraction' was seing 2 of those 油炸鬼(ding and mok) taking photos together. aiyo, memang tak ada mata tengok. From the second reached Penang like took duno how many photos jor....haiz..tak mau cakap banyak about them coz leh, i noe my friend Hoe would like ejek tem in his blog..so save some space..haha...
down at the hill at the hill ler got a snake tamer ....gt also alot of sunglasses stalls(Gucci, D&G, Chanel, just name it and you will find it)
Next, we went to Kek Lok Xi, actually leh that time we already like separated into two groups, some took a taxi there, me and some others took a bus there. we leh took some laksa(a trip to penang without tasting laksa is a BIG no..) . According to my friend wor....say that the laksa stall we went is the best wor...phua chu kang meh best in JB and singapore..haiz....ok lar..quite nice..
well. i'm just not a laksa lover like...don't really like those mint leaves....thats me
later we climbed up kek lok si. we actually had to like climb up the long and winding stairs of Kek Lok si leading us to these magnificent temples. I'm Christian but i'm still Chinese at the same time. I just enjoy looking and admiring the handwork and intricate craftsmanship of the temples. Its like a mini China. i instantly felt the Chinese vibe running through my veins. its just so natural. i was inspired. I noticed that a lot of the ancient architecture was actually inspired
by like Chinese mythology animals-the "chi ling", the "dragon" and the "phoenix". its like a mix of ancient meets culture. its like such a wonderful feeling. The colors were like wonderful, mixing harmoniously and blended beautifully with the magnificent patterns and motifs of the temples. So Chinese. This is truly art.
i was truly inspired. the Chinese lanterns, the ceilings, the colours, the motifs, the vibe, it was like an electrifying experience. you could almost feel how the chinese onced lived their lives in ancient China back in those ancient dynasties. i do wish that if given the opportunity in future, i could like even explore the Forbidden City(inspired recently by War and Beauty reairing at TVB Xing he)
After Kek Lok si leh all of us were like already aching and tired jor...tired sia, kkc even said of going jungle trekking wor..wan meh...OMG...haiz...we al ar said go back YMCA only decide. Well, on the bus, we met some cute Swiss tourists with like theree boys. Those boys were adorable wearing those kopiah(calvin nga say only without feathers) wor..i believe they look more like Crocodile hunters...haha....i salute you Steve Irving. you know, the funny thing is that me and my friends actually took turns to take pictures with the boys....so funny...say cheese....and there was 1 lady on the bus very scary , when we were like going down the bus , she told the boys " You cute little cowboys..ni hao'"yer...like a witch lor her tone..死金魚婆....crazi leh.
apparently, we were all to lazy to go for jungle trekking so that evening, we took a bus to Batu Feringgi and it took almost an hour to reach there however it only cost us RM 2.00(超級值得)...at the beach leh all become crazy jor...first thing was jump in water. i was actually the first whio went inside the water. Love the sea, not afraid of getting wet, well, i can be really crazy sometimes...haha...i admit it..
we were all in out beach outfits...what to be afraid of....in the water at first all were like segan-segan, takut-takut getting wet, so slowly by slowly, we like pulled one by one into the water...haha...untill all got wet...all basah..al like wet chicken...haha...in the sea my friends complain say the water so salty so bitter...hu cal u drink wor..haiz...apparently, only me and KKC knew the Art of swimming so we swam lor....
in the water, i felt like super...its like a fish inside its territory, its like a comfortable zone where i can like be bebas, without any sekatan, without any limits....-freedom.
after having our swim, me and some friends took a 香蕉船(banana boat). well, i was in front...the others i am not that sure....i was kinda leading the boat...must be seronok...hehe..thought of who was going to drop into the water, siapa so malang leh...no matter who drop also never mind..sure seronok..( we even had life-jackets for safety)...
When the boat driver was ready, we were like wow...Bernoulli principle...we shouted.左...左...右...you all har...sei yeh....i 左右. canot differentiate ge ar.. say left right lar......left..left right..right.,....we thought he was kinda warming up at first but there was no climax....haiz..nobody fell...what lar you...waste money..tak seronok pun, what i remembered was hearing Calvin Nga screaming 救命啊..
after tat banana boat ride leh,since nobody basah we decided to like overturn the baot so that all of us can be like drop into the water so left left left and fell into the water...some of us apparently really cant swim and me and kkc had to like help them. However, we are not exactly strong swimmers like....the life jackets kinda jadi like sekatan also....never mind as long as we tried...its not easy to be a life-saver...a trick not easy to master
haiz...we played till quite late that night..after dinner went back to hotel..we walked from the bus station back..i chose to walked alone...din't want to walk to close to them ...thought of something in my mind....i wanted to walk alone....(explain further in my emo post)..haiz...you won't understand....
wanted to think to myself..wanted some peace
end.
before that i just remembered that the night before when the others were asleep, i noticed something. Well, not exactly noticed, to be precise heard or listened. What came through my ear canal was these disturbing noises-oh yar....those were snores. i realized that the guy sleeping beside me snores and the somebody on the bed opposite mine also snores. haiz...what to do..toleransi lor...and throughout the night, kuan fei kept coughing, feel so sorry for that guy like kesiannya...so i like gave his a glass of water, wish he is still ok now, forgot asking him....
the next day, we actually went up to Penang Hill. I was like informed like there was this canopy walk however a tree like feel over and now the canopy walk facility is kinda under repairment. So, what we did was took this tramps up the hill. Its actually me 2nd time taking a tramp, the first time was when i was in Hong Kong where i took a tramp up to the Peak....well, talking about the tramps there are more like the 'snails' of all transports...slow like hell....red colour de...actually was quite excited like..yepee...can go up the hill....nice nice nice..but..haiz...
after buying the tickets to board the tramp, we waited for the tramp to arrive...waited waited...den saw something red from afar coming closer and closer...excited...yes..yes ..yes...oh no...guess wat like almost 10 seconds also haven move 10 cm..(seems like)...haiz...apa lah...never mind lor..Msia still boleh right?..maybe going up the hill could be like fun?...keep myself positive..
okok...so we all(14 of us) squeezed into this tiny space and great only 14 of us. then leh, we saw people waiting outside waiting to like come into the tramp also , there were like 2 monks . At once, we sprang into action. all i heard was..."hey hey hey dun sit stand stand stand act as if our space full jor...ei laofoong dun stand so far...stand nearer , create illusion....wei wei wei..." and thank lord the tramp was occupied by only us...so went up Penang Hill.....what to do what to do up there..
welcome lor....penang Hill
The tramp-slowpoke
The tramp-slowpoke
the view...ok lor
down at the hill at the hill ler got a snake tamer ....gt also alot of sunglasses stalls(Gucci, D&G, Chanel, just name it and you will find it)
Next, we went to Kek Lok Xi, actually leh that time we already like separated into two groups, some took a taxi there, me and some others took a bus there. we leh took some laksa(a trip to penang without tasting laksa is a BIG no..) . According to my friend wor....say that the laksa stall we went is the best wor...phua chu kang meh best in JB and singapore..haiz....ok lar..quite nice..
well. i'm just not a laksa lover like...don't really like those mint leaves....thats me
later we climbed up kek lok si. we actually had to like climb up the long and winding stairs of Kek Lok si leading us to these magnificent temples. I'm Christian but i'm still Chinese at the same time. I just enjoy looking and admiring the handwork and intricate craftsmanship of the temples. Its like a mini China. i instantly felt the Chinese vibe running through my veins. its just so natural. i was inspired. I noticed that a lot of the ancient architecture was actually inspired
by like Chinese mythology animals-the "chi ling", the "dragon" and the "phoenix". its like a mix of ancient meets culture. its like such a wonderful feeling. The colors were like wonderful, mixing harmoniously and blended beautifully with the magnificent patterns and motifs of the temples. So Chinese. This is truly art.
i was truly inspired. the Chinese lanterns, the ceilings, the colours, the motifs, the vibe, it was like an electrifying experience. you could almost feel how the chinese onced lived their lives in ancient China back in those ancient dynasties. i do wish that if given the opportunity in future, i could like even explore the Forbidden City(inspired recently by War and Beauty reairing at TVB Xing he)
our laksa stall
Kek Lok si
inspiration
Kek Lok si
inspiration
tortoise
Along the steps of Kek lok si were like stalls selling various things ranging from cheap beach clothes to Buddhist accessories. There was also a pond where there were like tortoises(reminded me of that kura-kura from Kung Fu Panda).After Kek Lok si leh all of us were like already aching and tired jor...tired sia, kkc even said of going jungle trekking wor..wan meh...OMG...haiz...we al ar said go back YMCA only decide. Well, on the bus, we met some cute Swiss tourists with like theree boys. Those boys were adorable wearing those kopiah(calvin nga say only without feathers) wor..i believe they look more like Crocodile hunters...haha....i salute you Steve Irving. you know, the funny thing is that me and my friends actually took turns to take pictures with the boys....so funny...say cheese....and there was 1 lady on the bus very scary , when we were like going down the bus , she told the boys " You cute little cowboys..ni hao'"yer...like a witch lor her tone..死金魚婆....crazi leh.
apparently, we were all to lazy to go for jungle trekking so that evening, we took a bus to Batu Feringgi and it took almost an hour to reach there however it only cost us RM 2.00(超級值得)...at the beach leh all become crazy jor...first thing was jump in water. i was actually the first whio went inside the water. Love the sea, not afraid of getting wet, well, i can be really crazy sometimes...haha...i admit it..
we were all in out beach outfits...what to be afraid of....in the water at first all were like segan-segan, takut-takut getting wet, so slowly by slowly, we like pulled one by one into the water...haha...untill all got wet...all basah..al like wet chicken...haha...in the sea my friends complain say the water so salty so bitter...hu cal u drink wor..haiz...apparently, only me and KKC knew the Art of swimming so we swam lor....
in the water, i felt like super...its like a fish inside its territory, its like a comfortable zone where i can like be bebas, without any sekatan, without any limits....-freedom.
after having our swim, me and some friends took a 香蕉船(banana boat). well, i was in front...the others i am not that sure....i was kinda leading the boat...must be seronok...hehe..thought of who was going to drop into the water, siapa so malang leh...no matter who drop also never mind..sure seronok..( we even had life-jackets for safety)...
after tat banana boat ride leh,since nobody basah we decided to like overturn the baot so that all of us can be like drop into the water so left left left and fell into the water...some of us apparently really cant swim and me and kkc had to like help them. However, we are not exactly strong swimmers like....the life jackets kinda jadi like sekatan also....never mind as long as we tried...its not easy to be a life-saver...a trick not easy to master
haiz...we played till quite late that night..after dinner went back to hotel..we walked from the bus station back..i chose to walked alone...din't want to walk to close to them ...thought of something in my mind....i wanted to walk alone....(explain further in my emo post)..haiz...you won't understand....
wanted to think to myself..wanted some peace
end.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Drama(part 2)
its part 2 ...
i am not sure what time we actually reached Penang and we reached at Sungai Nibong bus station. There, we became clueless after all, our 導游(KKC) is not here. Even though i have been to Penang for so many times(countless) i really clueless where to go. So, phoned my sis who studies in USM(penang) and who oftens takes the bus. Then after receiving her 'consultation', we actually took another bus the so called(Rapid Penang) to Komtar where its like main bus stop where all the bus meets. well, we waited for actually quite a long time and this was actually the first time i am taking a bus like i mean from a bus station. waited..waited...waited....the thing i don't like about taking a bus is take i have to wait for its arrival..oh well....there were we asking bus after bus..."pakcik ada pergi ke Komtar?"...and when we found the right bus, guess what it was a disaster. not to say the bus was unclean but the problem now is that we have loads of luggage with us. Like, its like a great burden. we all cramped like sardins and i was in the middle of the bus. and the worst part is that i was just standing in front of the bus door. ...
Actually leh, i don't find sebarang prob standing by the bus door until the door finally opened....we had our luggage on the floor and it was like scattered everywhere like on our feet. and we had to only depend on the bars to hold on to. when the doors opened, it kinda tersekat because of our luggage...OMG and there were people going up and down from the bus...it was
hell....all i could do was to squeeze here and there when the doors open and guess wat calvin was standing near me. great. At 1 time, the door suddenly opened, me leh (with quick reaction) faster squeezed to 1 side and poor calvin, i accidentally stepped on his feet and left all the luggage on his feet, making him mobile. There he was, his feet was like tersekat between the doors and the bus door could not close...like Alamak....and the bus was like making all these crazy noises...so sorry har....i will never stand near the door anymore...scary lar...and like true Calvin Nga attitude he started membebel....sorry lor...dude.
the next thing about the bus was we swayed here and there, back and forth, left and right, hard to find support. after all this is all inertia. the funny thing is that on the bus, there was one lady hu like pushed ah leow or something and guessed what came ont from his mouth ??..."Pangsai"(means doing the Big business in Hokkien) and we were like oh no..penangkees speak Hokkien dude..you shouldn't...he was so afraid and that blank stare he gave us told us all....haha..funny lar
from komtar, we boarded another bus to YMCA at Macalister Road. We could only check in at 3 so after settling our luggage, we went off to lunch. Kita macam rusa masuk ke kampung, arah kita tak tertentu , yang tinggal hanyalah naluri yang membawa kita ke arah makanan....walked for quite some time....and people were like grumbling....hey should walk tat side lar...ei...walk wrong jor lor...hey this ei that..haizzz....those are my friends...byk cakap...passed by many beautiful mansions ...reli cantik geh..even SK say this is like the Tiger lane of Penang...orang kaya raya tinggal di sini.
oh ya...before i could forget while we were happily walking, suddenly a truck kinda transport passed by and all i heard was a loud crash. the kenderaan leh was too tall and the momentum was to great resulting a large impulse....destroying the telephone wires....wah..geng lor...the sound...and the driver went away...then my friends shouted RM 5o RM 50...oh yar..star offers RM 50 for like photographs showing situasi yang berbeza...took a picture..
finally reached our tempat makan. its like a mini version of a hawker center like selling 'loh mee'...mamak rice...won ton mee..haiz....i ordered 'loh mee' it should be a Hokkien dish right?...coz my friends were like debating where this dish originated 4rom. well, its like mee with this thick dark gravy, i used to often take this when i am in penang, so take peduli lar mana ia datang dari, sedap jiu ok liao.and my other friend ordered won ton mee...har???...haiz..their choice lor..
okok,climax come jor
when we were about to leave, zhi cong sudenly panicked, we could feel the suspense in the air, something was not right, what was it,,,he lost his Wallet...we trried looking everywhere, every single corner asked everyone about it..kinda feel like 法證先鋒...(Forensic heroes)...asking millions of quetions...where did you last see your wallet? tell me, are you sure?...but he was a bundle of nerves, poor zhi cong he kept telling me "you all ar always lose things during trips, i told myself leh that i would never meet such incidents"...haiz...poor guy..
the funny thing is that when kah wai gave the coffee shop aunty (waitress) his phone no. so she could contact us if they found anything and guess wat was her reply...
"i din steal...i duno...i din steal....dun give me"(speaking in that Pure M'sian rojak english)...haiz...duno want to laugh leh or mourn leh tat time..haizzz
at last we decided to like split into two groups , 1 group following zhi cong back to YMCA to check whether his wallet was left in his luggage, the other group to wait at the coffee shop. 3 of us(kah wai, me and Zhi Cong headed back to YMCA).....after a long walk...finally reached YMCA but for goodness sake, the wallet could not be found. we all reunited back to YMCA re planning what to do after this
KKC finally arrived at YMCA....and boy, if u see the way he came into the room your jaws would be kept open for 3 seconds...1,2, 3...he was coming through those doors in Gucci sunglasses as if he was a movie star, really OMG..cannot believe this moment , always knew the lala blood was running through his blood...oh well..
The other guys decided to take a rest and me and Zhi Cong well, went to the police station to lodge a police report.and haiz..that was a long and winding road. Zhi Cong..so kesian lol....two unfortunate events in 1 day...whats next?..
when we were at the police station, i like joked hey, want to take a picture?...come on lar..take la take lar....then i saw a shadow marching towards me "apa you buat di sini? ini kawasan larangan . kamu tahu saya boleh dakwa kamu? siapa yang benarkan kamu tangkap gambar di sini."
this was the third unfortunate event, me kena marah my police officers for taking a picture in front of the police station...and guess what , i managed to take 1 picture.haha...still moody..apalah kena marah by police officer wor..malu lor..den this time it was zhi cong's turn to ejek me balik...haiz....
to menyembuhkan luka saya yang mendalam, saw a pet shop and went in , saw some cute shih tzus and took a picture with it. this time, i wisely asked can i take a picture???...haha..
on the way me and zhi cong sang a few numbers like
我懷戀的懷念的是兩個pendrive...(我懷念的)
每次到了檳城不見錢包不見還有不見兩個聽見老馮在說話他說你要勇敢你要堅強(火柴天堂)
愛上一個不見錢包的人(愛上一個不回家的人)
that time he was ok jor...he started singing geh, so i followed on...haiz...we sang more than this...
that night, we went to Gurney Drive..or (wan zai gok ) if you prefer. its like near the sea and there were hawker centres for us to Ho chiak...wow..finally a chance for us to have a taste of true Penang flavour..i wanted to try everything from Char Kuey Teow to OoJien(friend oysters) to Otak-otak(its fish wrapped in banana leaves and it tastes like kampung)..haha.....enjoyed my food..but i was still not satisfied after all Penang is like a Food haven and for God's sake...is this on..come on...Give me more...haha...the kuey teow was ok(not that up to my expectations)...otak otak was fine(too full to like really enjoy it) and the Oojien was seriously not that great......hey i have a tongue of royalty..haha
During our meal leh this petite gal who claims she hails from Ipoh as well tried to like asked for donations to raise money to buy milk powder for kids....me having a heart of generosity did not hesitate to lend a helping hand, sprinkling some powder of hope and happiness to this kids...but this soon turned to a real drama..later
ok...there were like 14 of us and we had to split into 3 groups...this gals kept going from 1 table 2 another and two tables offered to donate wheres 1 table declined, so kah wai leh (the 阿大) went over the table and like did something (duno what, i was happily eating) and they donated..
for your info, each table donated RM 25(costly for a student, oh well, we are generous aren't we)..after that leh...XXX from that table came over to kah wai like saying hey, give me back my money like arguing...saying what this money ar you force me to pay, from what he said, he intended to donate i forgot how much , then kah wai took another note from his wallet and gave it to the girl...so this caused another drama...boy...we really had a drama...
this confrontation finally ended with kah wai returning money to XXX...this situasi is so hard to like even see.....haiz..wan meh, i know kah wai should not had done so to like make them donate but...in my opinion, its not about economy background or whether you can afford it anot, its about donating and then like asking back for the money?...its just charity...plus..its just not a very big amount..(ok the amount is not important) its the integrity that matters....its just my opinion...
after all this drama, we leh jiu went to Gurney Plaza to shop...i went scouting for some gifts for some friends....managed to buy something...haha
that night back at the room was kinda weird for my bed-mates(hoe, zhi cong, calvin) we all could not sleep haiz...susahnya....and we all like played around...haha...i kinda like put on my earphones like playing some music in my head like mimicking around....oy yeah,oh yeah doing those elvis moves...hey 1, 2, 3....and hoe and calvin were like gossiping leaving zhi cong there laughing at my actions..haha....we had quite some fun...
but i still could not sleep, i am rather notorious for that so instead of menganggu orang lain i tried to like fins my position, or in other words my comfy spot to like roll around..at last slept on the floor..haha....but very cold lar....went up the bed again...chilly cold...very cold.............thats all for day 1...overall its ok...lots of drama...but the real reason why i din;t like have a blast is because what that lies inside me....its me who is refraining myself...haiz...
Otal-otak...why so dark
shao kang...
poor zhi cong
i am not sure what time we actually reached Penang and we reached at Sungai Nibong bus station. There, we became clueless after all, our 導游(KKC) is not here. Even though i have been to Penang for so many times(countless) i really clueless where to go. So, phoned my sis who studies in USM(penang) and who oftens takes the bus. Then after receiving her 'consultation', we actually took another bus the so called(Rapid Penang) to Komtar where its like main bus stop where all the bus meets. well, we waited for actually quite a long time and this was actually the first time i am taking a bus like i mean from a bus station. waited..waited...waited....the thing i don't like about taking a bus is take i have to wait for its arrival..oh well....there were we asking bus after bus..."pakcik ada pergi ke Komtar?"...and when we found the right bus, guess what it was a disaster. not to say the bus was unclean but the problem now is that we have loads of luggage with us. Like, its like a great burden. we all cramped like sardins and i was in the middle of the bus. and the worst part is that i was just standing in front of the bus door. ...
Actually leh, i don't find sebarang prob standing by the bus door until the door finally opened....we had our luggage on the floor and it was like scattered everywhere like on our feet. and we had to only depend on the bars to hold on to. when the doors opened, it kinda tersekat because of our luggage...OMG and there were people going up and down from the bus...it was
hell....all i could do was to squeeze here and there when the doors open and guess wat calvin was standing near me. great. At 1 time, the door suddenly opened, me leh (with quick reaction) faster squeezed to 1 side and poor calvin, i accidentally stepped on his feet and left all the luggage on his feet, making him mobile. There he was, his feet was like tersekat between the doors and the bus door could not close...like Alamak....and the bus was like making all these crazy noises...so sorry har....i will never stand near the door anymore...scary lar...and like true Calvin Nga attitude he started membebel....sorry lor...dude.
the next thing about the bus was we swayed here and there, back and forth, left and right, hard to find support. after all this is all inertia. the funny thing is that on the bus, there was one lady hu like pushed ah leow or something and guessed what came ont from his mouth ??..."Pangsai"(means doing the Big business in Hokkien) and we were like oh no..penangkees speak Hokkien dude..you shouldn't...he was so afraid and that blank stare he gave us told us all....haha..funny lar
from komtar, we boarded another bus to YMCA at Macalister Road. We could only check in at 3 so after settling our luggage, we went off to lunch. Kita macam rusa masuk ke kampung, arah kita tak tertentu , yang tinggal hanyalah naluri yang membawa kita ke arah makanan....walked for quite some time....and people were like grumbling....hey should walk tat side lar...ei...walk wrong jor lor...hey this ei that..haizzz....those are my friends...byk cakap...passed by many beautiful mansions ...reli cantik geh..even SK say this is like the Tiger lane of Penang...orang kaya raya tinggal di sini.
oh ya...before i could forget while we were happily walking, suddenly a truck kinda transport passed by and all i heard was a loud crash. the kenderaan leh was too tall and the momentum was to great resulting a large impulse....destroying the telephone wires....wah..geng lor...the sound...and the driver went away...then my friends shouted RM 5o RM 50...oh yar..star offers RM 50 for like photographs showing situasi yang berbeza...took a picture..
finally reached our tempat makan. its like a mini version of a hawker center like selling 'loh mee'...mamak rice...won ton mee..haiz....i ordered 'loh mee' it should be a Hokkien dish right?...coz my friends were like debating where this dish originated 4rom. well, its like mee with this thick dark gravy, i used to often take this when i am in penang, so take peduli lar mana ia datang dari, sedap jiu ok liao.and my other friend ordered won ton mee...har???...haiz..their choice lor..
okok,climax come jor
when we were about to leave, zhi cong sudenly panicked, we could feel the suspense in the air, something was not right, what was it,,,he lost his Wallet...we trried looking everywhere, every single corner asked everyone about it..kinda feel like 法證先鋒...(Forensic heroes)...asking millions of quetions...where did you last see your wallet? tell me, are you sure?...but he was a bundle of nerves, poor zhi cong he kept telling me "you all ar always lose things during trips, i told myself leh that i would never meet such incidents"...haiz...poor guy..
the funny thing is that when kah wai gave the coffee shop aunty (waitress) his phone no. so she could contact us if they found anything and guess wat was her reply...
"i din steal...i duno...i din steal....dun give me"(speaking in that Pure M'sian rojak english)...haiz...duno want to laugh leh or mourn leh tat time..haizzz
at last we decided to like split into two groups , 1 group following zhi cong back to YMCA to check whether his wallet was left in his luggage, the other group to wait at the coffee shop. 3 of us(kah wai, me and Zhi Cong headed back to YMCA).....after a long walk...finally reached YMCA but for goodness sake, the wallet could not be found. we all reunited back to YMCA re planning what to do after this
KKC finally arrived at YMCA....and boy, if u see the way he came into the room your jaws would be kept open for 3 seconds...1,2, 3...he was coming through those doors in Gucci sunglasses as if he was a movie star, really OMG..cannot believe this moment , always knew the lala blood was running through his blood...oh well..
The other guys decided to take a rest and me and Zhi Cong well, went to the police station to lodge a police report.and haiz..that was a long and winding road. Zhi Cong..so kesian lol....two unfortunate events in 1 day...whats next?..
when we were at the police station, i like joked hey, want to take a picture?...come on lar..take la take lar....then i saw a shadow marching towards me "apa you buat di sini? ini kawasan larangan . kamu tahu saya boleh dakwa kamu? siapa yang benarkan kamu tangkap gambar di sini."
this was the third unfortunate event, me kena marah my police officers for taking a picture in front of the police station...and guess what , i managed to take 1 picture.haha...still moody..apalah kena marah by police officer wor..malu lor..den this time it was zhi cong's turn to ejek me balik...haiz....
to menyembuhkan luka saya yang mendalam, saw a pet shop and went in , saw some cute shih tzus and took a picture with it. this time, i wisely asked can i take a picture???...haha..
on the way me and zhi cong sang a few numbers like
我懷戀的懷念的是兩個pendrive...(我懷念的)
每次到了檳城不見錢包不見還有不見兩個聽見老馮在說話他說你要勇敢你要堅強(火柴天堂)
愛上一個不見錢包的人(愛上一個不回家的人)
that time he was ok jor...he started singing geh, so i followed on...haiz...we sang more than this...
that night, we went to Gurney Drive..or (wan zai gok ) if you prefer. its like near the sea and there were hawker centres for us to Ho chiak...wow..finally a chance for us to have a taste of true Penang flavour..i wanted to try everything from Char Kuey Teow to OoJien(friend oysters) to Otak-otak(its fish wrapped in banana leaves and it tastes like kampung)..haha.....enjoyed my food..but i was still not satisfied after all Penang is like a Food haven and for God's sake...is this on..come on...Give me more...haha...the kuey teow was ok(not that up to my expectations)...otak otak was fine(too full to like really enjoy it) and the Oojien was seriously not that great......hey i have a tongue of royalty..haha
During our meal leh this petite gal who claims she hails from Ipoh as well tried to like asked for donations to raise money to buy milk powder for kids....me having a heart of generosity did not hesitate to lend a helping hand, sprinkling some powder of hope and happiness to this kids...but this soon turned to a real drama..later
ok...there were like 14 of us and we had to split into 3 groups...this gals kept going from 1 table 2 another and two tables offered to donate wheres 1 table declined, so kah wai leh (the 阿大) went over the table and like did something (duno what, i was happily eating) and they donated..
for your info, each table donated RM 25(costly for a student, oh well, we are generous aren't we)..after that leh...XXX from that table came over to kah wai like saying hey, give me back my money like arguing...saying what this money ar you force me to pay, from what he said, he intended to donate i forgot how much , then kah wai took another note from his wallet and gave it to the girl...so this caused another drama...boy...we really had a drama...
this confrontation finally ended with kah wai returning money to XXX...this situasi is so hard to like even see.....haiz..wan meh, i know kah wai should not had done so to like make them donate but...in my opinion, its not about economy background or whether you can afford it anot, its about donating and then like asking back for the money?...its just charity...plus..its just not a very big amount..(ok the amount is not important) its the integrity that matters....its just my opinion...
after all this drama, we leh jiu went to Gurney Plaza to shop...i went scouting for some gifts for some friends....managed to buy something...haha
that night back at the room was kinda weird for my bed-mates(hoe, zhi cong, calvin) we all could not sleep haiz...susahnya....and we all like played around...haha...i kinda like put on my earphones like playing some music in my head like mimicking around....oy yeah,oh yeah doing those elvis moves...hey 1, 2, 3....and hoe and calvin were like gossiping leaving zhi cong there laughing at my actions..haha....we had quite some fun...
but i still could not sleep, i am rather notorious for that so instead of menganggu orang lain i tried to like fins my position, or in other words my comfy spot to like roll around..at last slept on the floor..haha....but very cold lar....went up the bed again...chilly cold...very cold.............thats all for day 1...overall its ok...lots of drama...but the real reason why i din;t like have a blast is because what that lies inside me....its me who is refraining myself...haiz...
part 2 ended...
at Sg. Nibong bus station waiting
that irresponsible driver..
eating first meal in Penang
at Sg. Nibong bus station waiting
that irresponsible driver..
eating first meal in Penang
so cute.....
The police station i kena marah
Gurney Drive
Otal-otak...why so dark
shao kang...
poor zhi cong
the Oo-jien hawker....seems skillful but the product is ok saja
walk you home..haha
On The way(part 1)
So, how to start....penang(the pearl of the orient)...learnt much about in Sejarah(F2)...erm...NNS(negeri-negeri selat) anyone??? Francis Light???..
So whats the buzz about Penang? It was like recently recognized as a World Heritage Site sharing the same recognition like Xian...Gerogetown....M'sia boleh kan??..Boleh...
The trip was kinda like a time that we as friends could be together and like spend these last time together and i treasure it yet having my fingers crossed. So this is going to be the exterior post i was talking about so...lets be heureux ,heureux, heureux(happy)
So let me introduce whos like on board first. First, we have Kah wai, Hon lunn, Bing jian, Sheng fei, Calvin, Kong Kar Chuan(KKC), Zhi Cong, Mok, Kher Xian, Kuan fei, Hoe, SK, n Kok wan.....mates, this is no doubt a group of different personalities, really banyak asam, banyak ragam....its a spicy group where personalities may clash and wala.. so must be like "toleransi"
The night before the trip really cannot sleep duno wat to expect this time because like i said very like an impromptu group , a complete different mixture of group that may have a different 'chemical reaction'. So...packed my things... the night before remembered myself ti bring all the things i needed....clothes..okok..beach clothes..alright...toothpaste...toothbrush....laundry bag..slippers. shampoo...okok...then we are ready to get on board....and that night before i was on9...MSN....and boy almost 6 people nudged me like ...what to bring...OMG..hard to like communicate man...just kept reminding them and passing the message, be there before 8.30...bus at 8.45. remember har....not at Medan Gopeng at Town der the bus station..(its near my house)
So my sis fetched me there and i reached at about 8.25, i assume, and when i reached the station right behind me was Kok wan driving his car...Why God....haiz...next...so we were waiting..waiting for those 'tiga aunty enam nenek'三姑六婆' to reach...slowly and slowly all reach jor and wait a minute...wheres the "導游"(tourist guide)..mana har...mana wor...then everyone leh all leh is those stingy people geh dun wan 2 SMS him....say wor...sure be here geh...haiz, after all the 導游 (KKC) subscribe Hotlink geh and others leh (11 of them) subscribe Digi...leaving only me and Calvin 'vulnerable' to "attack". So, i phone lor...at about 8.25 he say his taxi haven reach wor...ok...den at 8.45 he just boarded the taxi and now at town..(OMG)..sei lor...all of our tickets are with him and what to do..dun panic dun panic just relax, calm down...calm down... btw , we din;t even know which bus to board...no tickets..OMG..
suspense
later a long haired lady approached us like asked if we are the 14 going 2 Penang any yala...we are mar...then she ask us all here jor la....paused for silence(din't know how 2 answer)....den we told her lor....1 haven arrive and we dun have the tickets....so how ar...sei ar...???...teknik suspense...luckily leh 上天還對我們好。。。she allowed us to board the bus knowing we dun have the tickets, baik hatinya.....den leh...we went up lor...hoping kKC will arrive in time...wait lor till 9...shadow also canot see..still din arrive phone him and tell him we have to leave his behind and it was me who had to spill the beans to him(so cruel of me , yo.) his tone leh that time 要死要死...i so cham ar...what to do...bon jour la...
at the bus also a dilemma, who to sit with , this had been an issue to me like...er..duno how to say, me and my friends leh have been communicating on9 asking each other,,,who you sit with and till that very day my friends still asked me who am i sitting with. and what i told them was if u asked me this 1 month ago, i could tel u the answer immediately, now...what i can only say is 隨緣 la...when you go up the bus, you will get the sign..my friend Hoe, lagi hebat say sit with this XXX, sit with that YYY...gt banyak pros and cons wor..at last leh mai end up with calvin nga...(if i reli wan to write in emo i can write pages but a simple paragraph will do)
Going up the bus was scary, one step at a time, i chose to like go up the bus almost last as i knew by that time most of my friends would have searched for their partner and be happy with it and whoever remains alone then i sit with hu lor...i sat with zhi cong at last and we sat the the back to accompany hoe, calvin and mok , ding....on the bus leh also lots of drama...received alot of sms from KKC...saying sorry lah,...almost 5 ....and i asked the others and they to received the same messages...feel so sorry to him.. he was going to board the 10.00 bus but to my God's sake, the bus was late and he boarded the bus at 10.30 reli kesian lar....how is it to sit alone in a bus with nobody you know for about a 3 hour long ride...desperate...merci...
On the bus , we, the gang at the bus leh found ourselves occupied with chatting...listening 2 music..and playing cards...
so this is it part 1....a long post if i am about the write the whole trip so going to split it into various parts)..lots of drama later also .so à plus tard!
So whats the buzz about Penang? It was like recently recognized as a World Heritage Site sharing the same recognition like Xian...Gerogetown....M'sia boleh kan??..Boleh...
The trip was kinda like a time that we as friends could be together and like spend these last time together and i treasure it yet having my fingers crossed. So this is going to be the exterior post i was talking about so...lets be heureux ,heureux, heureux(happy)
So let me introduce whos like on board first. First, we have Kah wai, Hon lunn, Bing jian, Sheng fei, Calvin, Kong Kar Chuan(KKC), Zhi Cong, Mok, Kher Xian, Kuan fei, Hoe, SK, n Kok wan.....mates, this is no doubt a group of different personalities, really banyak asam, banyak ragam....its a spicy group where personalities may clash and wala.. so must be like "toleransi"
The night before the trip really cannot sleep duno wat to expect this time because like i said very like an impromptu group , a complete different mixture of group that may have a different 'chemical reaction'. So...packed my things... the night before remembered myself ti bring all the things i needed....clothes..okok..beach clothes..alright...toothpaste...toothbrush....laundry bag..slippers. shampoo...okok...then we are ready to get on board....and that night before i was on9...MSN....and boy almost 6 people nudged me like ...what to bring...OMG..hard to like communicate man...just kept reminding them and passing the message, be there before 8.30...bus at 8.45. remember har....not at Medan Gopeng at Town der the bus station..(its near my house)
So my sis fetched me there and i reached at about 8.25, i assume, and when i reached the station right behind me was Kok wan driving his car...Why God....haiz...next...so we were waiting..waiting for those 'tiga aunty enam nenek'三姑六婆' to reach...slowly and slowly all reach jor and wait a minute...wheres the "導游"(tourist guide)..mana har...mana wor...then everyone leh all leh is those stingy people geh dun wan 2 SMS him....say wor...sure be here geh...haiz, after all the 導游 (KKC) subscribe Hotlink geh and others leh (11 of them) subscribe Digi...leaving only me and Calvin 'vulnerable' to "attack". So, i phone lor...at about 8.25 he say his taxi haven reach wor...ok...den at 8.45 he just boarded the taxi and now at town..(OMG)..sei lor...all of our tickets are with him and what to do..dun panic dun panic just relax, calm down...calm down... btw , we din;t even know which bus to board...no tickets..OMG..
suspense
later a long haired lady approached us like asked if we are the 14 going 2 Penang any yala...we are mar...then she ask us all here jor la....paused for silence(din't know how 2 answer)....den we told her lor....1 haven arrive and we dun have the tickets....so how ar...sei ar...???...teknik suspense...luckily leh 上天還對我們好。。。she allowed us to board the bus knowing we dun have the tickets, baik hatinya.....den leh...we went up lor...hoping kKC will arrive in time...wait lor till 9...shadow also canot see..still din arrive phone him and tell him we have to leave his behind and it was me who had to spill the beans to him(so cruel of me , yo.) his tone leh that time 要死要死...i so cham ar...what to do...bon jour la...
at the bus also a dilemma, who to sit with , this had been an issue to me like...er..duno how to say, me and my friends leh have been communicating on9 asking each other,,,who you sit with and till that very day my friends still asked me who am i sitting with. and what i told them was if u asked me this 1 month ago, i could tel u the answer immediately, now...what i can only say is 隨緣 la...when you go up the bus, you will get the sign..my friend Hoe, lagi hebat say sit with this XXX, sit with that YYY...gt banyak pros and cons wor..at last leh mai end up with calvin nga...(if i reli wan to write in emo i can write pages but a simple paragraph will do)
Going up the bus was scary, one step at a time, i chose to like go up the bus almost last as i knew by that time most of my friends would have searched for their partner and be happy with it and whoever remains alone then i sit with hu lor...i sat with zhi cong at last and we sat the the back to accompany hoe, calvin and mok , ding....on the bus leh also lots of drama...received alot of sms from KKC...saying sorry lah,...almost 5 ....and i asked the others and they to received the same messages...feel so sorry to him.. he was going to board the 10.00 bus but to my God's sake, the bus was late and he boarded the bus at 10.30 reli kesian lar....how is it to sit alone in a bus with nobody you know for about a 3 hour long ride...desperate...merci...
On the bus , we, the gang at the bus leh found ourselves occupied with chatting...listening 2 music..and playing cards...
so this is it part 1....a long post if i am about the write the whole trip so going to split it into various parts)..lots of drama later also .so à plus tard!
Uploading....
okok...my friends have been like complaining to me like your blog har very messy lar....haiz...ok lor gotta change and i thought of making a change to my blog kinda like a makeover like to make it look it fresher and more modern. Its more French, i hope...haha..bonne journée!(have a good day)...
Just came back from penang and there is really a stir of emotions inside me....lots to tell but hard to express..plan to write 2 posts , 1 post baout the exterior experience of my trip and the 2nd blog aboutmy interior feelings about this experience.This is just a way to express myself and this is going to be the chance that i am only going to be able to express myself fully to the ultimate level. I feel so sorry anyway coz i kinda promised my friend that i was going to upload my blog last night but i kinda had this stomach ache and overslept till the next day. so..sorry ya..
by the way J'adore means 'I adore' its so French...haha...J'dore...
au revoir!
Just came back from penang and there is really a stir of emotions inside me....lots to tell but hard to express..plan to write 2 posts , 1 post baout the exterior experience of my trip and the 2nd blog aboutmy interior feelings about this experience.This is just a way to express myself and this is going to be the chance that i am only going to be able to express myself fully to the ultimate level. I feel so sorry anyway coz i kinda promised my friend that i was going to upload my blog last night but i kinda had this stomach ache and overslept till the next day. so..sorry ya..
by the way J'adore means 'I adore' its so French...haha...J'dore...
au revoir!
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