People around you

It's always nice to be surrounded by people. Laughing people, jumpy jumpy people.

Where did we all learn to jump and laugh anyway?

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My laughing lessons were dated way back into secondary school days. I always have a face problem. People think I'm out to kill, out to run the winning race. Yes yes, that's my face problem.

And laughing lessons? Well, let me tell you, nothing can take away those initial days of hiding in the good ol'room pretending to sweep the floor, labelling broom sticks which we "donated" to the room with our big bold names (donating konon)

And here's the broomstick labelling partner which I haven't seen in like 2 years.



Wow. Its been 2 years and she has never changed a bit. Still with the Malaysian English Slang. Haha

And days later, here's us again.

Smiling like dungu idiots. *see how happy I get when I meet up with secondary peeps*

It was Jasmine's 22nd birthday. And for that, she gets a special hairdo, courtesy of another friend who is currently in the hair business.

Here's Chun Hou, the hair dresser. He has the look of a hair dresser too.

Here's where we were. Italian.



Best choice award for pasta,

Squid Ink
It was so good that there were none left when it reached me. Had to settle for tasting ONE STRAND or nothing.

Here's Felicia and her one strand. Her facial expression almost melting your heart.

Poor thing!!!

Picture Diarhheeaaaaaaaaa.................... (I am getting lazier aint I)






See how the high school warmth never stops. We have hands all around each other in a real *thump thump* MANLY MANNER.

Online shopping

I've been deprived from shopping since EONS ago. And now I'm on a spree. I keep buying and buying and buying.

Oh gosh. n.e.e.d.t.o.s.t.o.p. N-E-E-D-T-O-S-T-O-P-!-!-!-!

Spend like RM 200 in one blogshop buying clothes. That's like TONS of clothes.

And when I tell myself ENOUGH, I see a belt. A beautiful red belt. And its on sale. And I've always wanted a red belt. There goes another RM 20.

Then another RM 30 on a zebra print jacket which is SO gorgeous (and since I lost my black polo jacket from HongKong RM 30 is nothing compared to that right?)

And then my sister ask me if I wanna buy anything from a bag shop cos she's gonna buy something. Then I thought, hey I should buy a clutch cos I don't own any. Was looking looking for a red or black or gold clutch, didn't see any, but fell in love with a white bag. Another RM 30 down the drain.

And I still need a clutch now. Cos I still don't have one.

And then I felt super guilty. Studied for a few days without buying anything. And then itchy fingers start scrolling through blogshops again. And fell in love with a GORGEOUS ring. I tell myself its TOO expensive. So I mailed the blogshop owner, telling her the ring is expensive, and tried bargain it RM10 bucks down. No way any blogshop owner will do it wei. So if she don't then I won't buy it, its a deterant. But she AGREEEEEDDDDD. How can wei??? How can she agree???? So another RM20 gone.

STOP!

But I still need gladiator heels. I've always wanted one but didn't have the time to look for it in malls (cos I don't trust online shops in shoes).

Oh god.. . . . .. . . .

And should I get a lace dress?? Its so gorgeous. And its RM 60. Rip off, but its gorgeous.

District 9

Days ago I saw an ad for a new upcoming movie on Aliens.

Man, another alien show.

But hey, after watching the trailer it looks kinda cool.

Well, who knows? It might be worth the time in the cinema after all.

Well Nuffnang is giving out free tickets for this one. So it Malaysian today. So go get your hand on em. *hint* I wanna watch this show for freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Lang Tengah

It's been 2 weeks since I'm back from the little paradise, and I'm still suffering from withdrawal syndrome.

I hear wave splashes in the middle of the night, birds chirping in my dreams. And I still wake up thinking I am sitting of the big huge rock outside D'Coconut Lagoon.



Its a boring ol'island. Yes, boring. Nothing to do, nothing to see, just sunshine, sand and the horizon. It doesn't have parasailing, no yatches, not even enough hammocks for all of us to share. Go Redang if you all want to, and leave my Lang Tengah alone so that it doesn't get commercialised. Haha.

With the correct company, lock us in a white room we'll still be able to have a blast, what more on an island with swimming pools and beaches.



Here's how the other half of them arrived to meet us at the airport. They had is easy, wake up board a cab, board the plane, REACH!!

While we (5 of us) had to take a midnight bus (cheaper marh), sit 8 ass wrecking hours, wake up half groggy to an inn, collapse and snooze more, then venture to the airport to meet the rest.


Mean while, we took pictures of the collapse stadium.


Time really flies at Lang Tengah. One blink, and its the end of 4 days and we're heading home. It's like having your own private pool, in your own private resort, sipping cocktail, reading books, getting a tan. No worries bout appointments, no need to rush home to cook, bath, whatever. Just you and your own pace of doing things.


You can skip breakfast and eat dinner for lunch, stay up till 4am and sleep in till 2pm. Noone cares. You're not bounded by the regular city rules whereby 8-10am is jam period, and you've gotta be up and about by then.

I really enjoyed time spent there.


Besides, there are endless of sight-seeing places. Because every single corner of the island is a sight!!




Anyways. I shall just dump a whole lots of pictures here. Cos I'm too lazy to write up proper sentences describing how beautiful Lang Tengah is. (And I don't want to as well, later everyone flock there spoil my little paradise)
















Ps : If you do go to D'coconut Lagoon, ask for a cat named Coco. I named it!!! =)

A bit about uni

It's been ages since anyone heard about uni life anymore

Because there is technically NONE. No lectures, no PBLs, no classes. Only the library library library in which I have to use an autumn trench coat to keep warm in that north pole.

IMU car park has got 2 doggies. Parley and Moo Moo. (No prize to guessing which is MooMoo)






So cute la these dogs. Kawaii-des!!!They live in the car park hunting for kind IMU students to bring food for them.


Gloria got bullied!!!!

She got thrown into the dustbin. OMIGOSH!!!!!!! *sayang Gloria*


She's in the DUSTBIN. Sighh. Why am I dating such a sadist person, why am I now missing the sadist person?? Why oh why. I can imagine my children being in dustbins in future wei!!!!!! OMIGOSH!!!!!



Lastly, see how I carry worms everywhere I go!!! I carry spirochetes on my ears!!!



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Chilling at the chilling.

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Dad got a little carried away with the whole Taman Negara trip. Shortly after coming home from the muddy terrain and the murky water, I could really use some clean weekend stay at home rest. But instead of honey mask and cucumbers on my face, I eventually find myself knee deep in another pool of running water and hopping from slippery stones to muddy ground.


I was annoyed went dad suggested going for another trek in the forest. Its time consuming, tiring, and not really that enjoyable. But after much persuasion, we dragged our sorry asses into the car mumbling and grumbling.

I fell asleep in the car, and woke up to a familiar town somewhat an hour later. Damn one hour to reach the place, where on earth are we???

Wanna know why the town looks familiar? --- It's KKB. (had a few days attachment at the hospital there previously)

Yawwwwwnnnnnnnnnnn.

Can't believe I was transported back to that town.

Took another hour finding this entrance


Chilling indeed. I was more like cursing.

One muddy trek after another, and crossing the river 6-7 times. I was soaked, dirty, sweaty, tired. And one very sore sore lady with a super sour face.

But hey, the destination was not all that bad. Splashes of water greeted me, with two majestic falls.



Still not worth the tiredness and dirtiness me think.

Sis was enjoying herself, stacking rocks on one another trying to built a tower.


See the monkey in her???


The highlight of the trip??? Seeing familiar faces there.

Being in a bad mood and all, I notice several noisy students there as well. I was already thinking ot myself : These ppl don't own the place, why on earth are they screaming at the top of their lungs???

Then suddenly I saw several familiar faces.

And then I saw this girl wearing a shirt saying "I'm not YET a doctor"

These are IMU students doind KKB posting. My juniors. Lol. Small world.

Okay. Gonna end this with a semi-happy face. Adios!!