the middle child...

Re-post from facebook.. i had problem earlier to copy into this blog.

Mom used to dress us alike. At times three of us would have the same dress material and color but with different designs. Sometimes, mom only dressed two of us alike and the other differently. I’m the middle child. As a result, (I had a middle child syndrome... opps..) would be either dressed similarly to my elder sis or my younger sis. Some other times, mom would just dress us all differently. But most of the times, I would end up being boria (uniformed) with either one of my sisters.

It’s actually very cute of my mom and some of these dresses were tailored by my mom. I love em and I even remember how it felt wearing them.I never really rebelled over the similarities until I was a teenager. By then, I made sure even the baju kurung cloths are not of the same motifs. Drama Queen, yes.... but now, tak kesah...siap sistem barter baju with my sistas...

in jeans....obviously trying to be different

The shoes… different from the dresses, we usually had the freedom to choose our own shoes... I can recall the shop we always went to...(still operating in bm) Ouh... talking about dramas... i clearly remember one incident... and it was all because of a pair of shoes.

This white shoes… I don’t remember choosing this one, but I remember loving it so much. I was proud of this pair of shoes and I made sure no one touched it.

One day (I was 5 years old) my mom allowed my sister to wear it, we were all supposed to go to the town. She always wanted to try it but I never let her near em. I went all amok and wouldn’t budge until I got my shoes back. Mom tried to persuade but I wasn't listening... so mom left me with dad at home, and went to town with my 2 sisters. I cried, holding on to my beloved window pane, looking at them leave the house with my sister wearing my white shoes. I cried out loud…and shouted “Ye Sappate…” (my shoes) over and over… and I must have fallen asleep crying. Hahaha… :P

Spent the rest of the day with my dad… It was fun as my dad was trying to build up my mood back. When it was getting dark, they came back and headed straight to the pasar malam (night market, just a walking distance) after informing my dad.

Dad dressed me to join them there. Reaching the pasar malam, we slowly walked down the slope; then I saw my mom and sisters not far away. I was very excited; I have forgotten all my anger by then. Forget the shoes… I miss them already! I let go off my dad’s hand and ran down the slope towards them. I vaguely hear my dad shouting something to me. Last thing I remembered, I saw a bright light.


I opened my eyes and I was lying on the road. There was a motorbike in front of me and people surrounding me, and my mom, sisters and dad. I was hit by the motorbike. It was nothing serious but due to that small impact, I fell on the road and had a deep graze wound on my knees and some scratches on my hands.

Then I was carried back to our house. I remember both my parents tending to me while my sisters curiously watched me crying dramatically. My parents put biskut Jacob’s on my arms to sooth the bruises. (Some old-grannies remedies for in-house medication) My mom was not angry, like she was earlier that day. I only see love and deep concern in both my parents’ eyes.

Of course, as I grow up, I realized mom was not angry because she didn’t love me but because I was just overly rebellious. :P:P~


All because of a pair of white shoes...

Lessons I learned:

1. Never to be toooo selfish
2. I will never let go off my dad’s hand again (metaphorically speaking)
3. Parents love… can never be compromised
4. Road safety = important... even in pasar malams. (I hate crossing roads even until now)
5. biskut Jacob's is a multi-purpose food.

:-) how time flies... how fast have we grown...my niece is now 5 years old.....

Saya mahu menjadi ahli Kelab Colgate, pleasee

BB-romantica just informed me that she's planning to go on a backpack trip with her gurlfrens @ ex-colleagues to Europe early nex year. Diorang dah beli tiket! What bbRomantica did was very unpredictable, because it was unexpected for her as well (keputusan tiba-tiba).

I have this dream of going "backpack" with some girlfrens.. esp time masing-masing single. Locally, done that. wish list includes europe/uk, India, Cambodia and Aussie... at least one of these destinations :P~

Hehe... takper2.... ada rezeki, adalah nanti ;-) Time to earn, save more money and allocate, since there are other more important things. Need to prioritise la kan... (studies dulu) But what makes it more tempting are encouragements like... Jemputan Shimah masih terngiang-ngiang... "Kak Ina, come before I finish my studies here" and clock is ticking, and one and a half year to go! Jugak jemputan segitiga australia - perth, melbourne n queensland from 3 good buds.

Haji dan Umrah tu kategori lain pula... itu sebolehnya dgn muhrim ye dok?

While chatting with BikRomantica just now, I remembered something. My sisters and I loved to enter contests with Holidays to blinkblinks as prizes. We never won any blinkblink trips but my younger sis won consolation prize once - under LooneyToons or some sort. One of our attempts:

Kelab Colgate, anyone? Familiar? Hehe... Tak ingat masa darjah berapa ni. I wrote this and seriously, now I don't blame anyone for not winning. But this just a draft, usually my sis would screen thru and edit before we send to any contests :P

So, although not planning to travel anytime soon.. if i finally have the time, money and opportunity, any suggestion where should I go first?? :P~


Akhir Kata,

Menuntut Ilmu biar sampai ke negeri China.

(baiklah... nanti akan diusahakan lawatan sambil belajar ke sana) :P

What was I doing in that post office?

Event: Very Recent
Location: A mid-east products stall in campus
Scenario: I wanted to buy a bottle of apple juice and ask about the mango juice that looked like concentrated but most likely it might be fresh juice. Hmmm let’s verify wokey?

Excuse me, How much is this? (showing the small apple juice bottle)
~ 2 Ringgit
How about this one, is this concentrated or can we just drink straight away? (showing the mango juice)
~ Yes, straightaway
Ooh… It’s ok, I’ll just take this one (putting back mango juice and holding on tight to the appley bottley)


Then another customer, a mid-east, asked me "are u from here? a local?"
yes... why
" u speak good english" (he sounded surprised)

(Hoho... okay, u should hear me Manglish-ing English…)

Instead of saying that, I said
"what's that suppose to mean? Many malaysian speak good english... " sambil gelak senget-senget hidong…

we were both on a bright mood although I am quite defensive :P Both smiling diplomatically, haha.

" no .. no .. malays dont speak good english..." (I was not sure whether he said Malays or Malaysians, but either one, for me it’s still a fallacy)

"that's an insult, you cannot make..."
He continued "i've been here 3 years... no, no... they don't" He laughed gently not wanting to fire things up kot, then started to walk away.

"come on… that’s insulting" I echoed…. sambil gelak bibir sebelah aja.

3 years here and he didn’t come across malay/Malaysian who speaks English better than me? U gottah be keding me! Lawak sepanjang zaman nih! Huhuhu… I don’t even speak the perfekto English per se. Grammar suka-suka hati jer taruk tau. Then, Manglish some more kan.

Oh ya, but with foreigners I tend/try to be accent-less. Or maybe he come across with too much Manglishness and had hard time decoding, you know, like to filter out all the “lah”, "yek", "kan", “maaaa”, “hoh” “erk” “eh” “aaar". Ok, now it does make sense a lil! But for him to generalize like that, it’s still faulty. His qualitative analysis has insufficient data :D Period!

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Event: Few years back, I had kinda similar scenario.
Location: Post-Office, campus (ahahha.. forever in campus nih!)
Scenario: Eeee.. what was I doing there?? Can’t remember… must be some PosLaju delivery kot! I was sitting on a small bench when a white lady around 55-60 of age, came and sat beside me. Okay, I am confused… why was I sitting on the bench in that kucifat post-office again? Hmmm? *blur... Her husband was in a queue, accompanied by a Malaysian. She was friendly, can’t remember who started the conversation but we had a pleasant chat.

~ we yadda yadda~ she’s from Australia ~ vacation with husband ~ retired couple ~ have friends here ~
~ me ~ a penangite who has been here far too long until she can predict bungee jumping from penang bridge is gonna be next thing to look out for~ errr..

“U speak English very well”

Ok.. wait... is this an issue… like local issue ke global issue ke? Or is it because I have the ‘haaa, wat u talk yer, I zonno Englis’ expression eh? that i surprised em even with my intermediate english?

Or is it because we are from a country that doesn’t practice English as our first language, so having a good/fair command of it is almost impoh-sibley? :D

“I was told the locals have hard time with english” She was a dear, the way she put it, it did not sound offensive but it made me think (Okay, who told her that aaar?) and I speculatively looked at the Malaysian accompanying them… adakah dia memberi info tersebut? “some students in the universities too, I believe…?” she continued.

Of course, yours truly tried to clarify. I said that’s merely generalization, not depicting the real picture. I talked about diversity; I talked about the different school systems hence the different background people have. I talked about languages and English as the second language, and it’s not mastered by just one group of people/race.

If you are wondering… Yes, her hubby was in a veli long-long queue, imagine, even after that clarification thingy, we had time to spare, and she talked about her kids. Then again, brings us back to this question: what was I doing sitting on the bench for so long aar?? Aiyoo Lupa lah…


So, anyways…

I don’t see why we should think toooo highly of English to the extent that we think not having a good command of it is a disgrace. Yes, it is an important language, and it is important to be able to convey the rite messages, to your interest group. It’s just a language, doesn’t represent our level of intelligence. On the other hand, our effort to learn a language is also a part of exploring and widening our knowledge, rite? So it kinda reflect on the effort part :-)

As we know, the significance of this particular language varies. In some part of the world, (countries where English is not first language) it’s not at all crucial, as they believe their own language has strength of its own, whereas in some other parts, it’s all about survival in the global market. For some, English is a symbol of status and class.

We/our country… seem to have a rickety stand on this. One day, it’s all about mastering english from early age to ease your way through tertiary studies. The next day, it’s all about placing the national language as priority before any other language. Confusing sikit eh? Advice? Just try to master both languages lah :-)

P/S: My Ultimate Choice of verbal communication: Malay Language ;-)

Akhir Kata,

Where's My Uncle Tobys?

Dig-o-saurus

In between papers, assignments and being entertained by niece and nephew... I still have time for this Random entry :P

Random 1

we had tis Projek Petani.

It's pretty obvious that it's nothing fancy. There's 4 of us, but on turun-padang (digging + planting) day, only 3 petani turned up, the 4th was not feeling well but promised to turun-padang on her own.

Three separate tapak-semaian :P

Hehe.. Go Green!!

Random 2

3 ladies, Pn. Lisa, Pn.Siti Seeta and Cik Leen, on their way to Queensbay for lunch. Before we could go out of the campus, Pn.Seeta's car faced some problem... overheat. We pulled over and managed to settle the prob... But, we left the car there and walked to where I parked my car. It was a very hot day but I enjoyed the clear sky = no jerebu day! Hehe... and it's good for Seeta too since she's new to the campus :P~

Random 3

Funny and cute. I got 2 birthday gifts that rekindled the kiddo in me.

First one: This from Kak Ilah:

Hahaha.... Cute kan.. Kak Ilah said she thought it'll be helpful since I like to cut papers and decorate gifts etc... I have played around with all 8 blades and I had fun indeed.


2nd one: From my elder sis:


Seriously?? Mwahahhaha.....

Yeah... ancient serious!

It's a book about Dinosaurs. Book & Dig Kit... meaning u get to dig ur very own dino bones out! Wow Weeee... Hahahhaha... Lawak kan... At first, I sayang nak start digging... but when Kak Ilah asked me "you nak tunggu dinosaur u jadi petroleum ke?" I terus tercabar :))


Over the weekend... Ain and I started digging! Haha.... Ain's a big fan of dinosaurs, okey.

Two paleontologists at work!

After a few hours... we were still at this:

Penattt... I told my junior paleontologist that we'll continue another day... Perlu kesabaran kerja ni.

Baru realize... this week jer.. I had 2 digging projects...
I shall now start my 3rd and most important digging: more literature for my research!!!

Random Note
With all the kiddiness going around lately, (projek petani pun macam kanak-kanak main pasir jer kan) haha... I got a set of One-Drop perfume from Alisa, haaa... good... bring back the woman in me :P

Thank you all... I enjoy all of em...

Tarian Hujan musim ketiga

On our way to dinner, it was raining. SuperBB and I entered the restaurant. Wow… full house! Only the tables at the last row were empty. Rain had ceased, so we didn’t have to worry about getting wet. Halfway through meal... it started to downpour again, thunder and lightning dancing in the sky. Even after we moved the table slightly inside, the rain still sprinkled on us. SuperBB said: “Takper, let’s finish eating… control macho je”

The drizzle tickling my face and SuperBB’s macho expression made me laughed. I concluded my meal with a cup of hot Nescafe, which I guess had extra ingredients of acidic rain water. Gagaga... Still raining heavily; we decided to battle the rain to the car, parked not far away, under an overhead bridge.

Our side of the road was somewhat flooded with rain water (slightly above ankle length jer) and we had to cross over to the opposite side. SuperBB: “Redah jer… kita pun dah basah”

1, 2, 3…. Run!!!

SuperBB victoriously crossed over… but I… Waaarkh… one of my slippers is missing! Gone! Tenggelam, Lemas di bawa arus! Half shoed, I looked for the other half in the water but the 'current' must have washed it away. Both of us tried to look for it by meraba-raba-ing the not-so-deep water, and peeping under a car parked there.

After 10minutes demonstrating Tarian Hujan around the car, decided to follow SuperBB's advice to come back at day light to look for it. Uwaaaa…. :-( I went back to my room disappointed, smelling like drain or rain water… not sure myself.

Next day, Yes… I went back to check. But it wasn’t there.

I’m sorry dear… I drowned your twin!!!

I can get a new pair, I know… but it won’t be its twin partner la kan. Hmm... maybe I should buy the same slippers with different color, eh? Then, I can wear it as same color pair or as mismatched pair with this now solo slipper… mix & match is trend right??

* I keep having dramatic experiences with shoes sandals, slippers @_@
Lesson Learned: Pakailah selipar cap Tat Seng...


Akhir Kata…
Sediakan Payung Sebelum Hujan,
juga sepasang selipar tambahan.

Tak Kenal Maka Tak Cinta...

• A: Can you believe this soap? Why is that woman wearing such a heavy make-up going to sleep? =Looking at the TV=
• Z: Isk Isk… dramatic sungguh…
• A: Eh... wow… the Waja’s sport rim super cun lah! =Looking at one of the cars parked outside the restaurant=
• Z: Hmmm… I’ll save some money and have mine changed too next year.

Look right, Look left… front... nothing interesting at that moment…

• A: Should I start writing that letter tomorrow?
• Z: You should... and also finish up the photo-editing, and also start compiling your literature reviews. Keep that in mind.
• A: Ouh.. so much work need to be done, Haishh….
• Z: Dun worry, be positive… Slow and steady wins the race =smiling positively=
• A: Weeee, here comes my Roti Pisang
• Z: uuu.. still hot… where’s the fork and spoon eh?

…….

This dialog can go on forever. A and Z are the same person = me! That’s me and an example of a dialog I have when I’m dining alone. When I dine with someone, its 2 ways communication therefore I make way to listen. On the other hand, eating alone, I talk and talk... non-stop. The difference is - no one can hear my inner voice.

What is wrong with eating alone? Haha…

Some people prefer to ‘tapau’ (take-away) food rather than eating alone in a public place –restaurants etc. I used to be like that, until recent years. Undeniably, I prefer and love dining with friends, but sometimes when no one is available at that time, and I am sooo hungry I could eat a dinosour (sambil perut menari2 dangdut gerudi)… I will just hit a café or a restaurant and eat alone (but sometimes I tapau too).

But Yaaah… eating alone is kinda tricky… I can entertain myself to the extent I can be very close to laughing out loud; or seeing interesting things around, I have a tendency of changing my facial expression according to that. Euwww… creepy and so weirdo ok! Never do that in public wek! I’m getting good at controlling it… haha… (takut kena cop psiko)

Yesterday nite… I ate alone… at this mamak restaurant nearby campus. The humongous TV was playing yet another soap drama, about some hantu keliwon kot. I ordered pasemboq and waited for my food to arrive, emptily watching the TV while I was having my usual az-to-az chat.

Suddenly a man around 40+ of age came to my table and held on to the chair diagonally opposite of me.

• A: Ohh.. he wants to take the chair…
• Z: Erkk.. but there’s so many empty tables around.

Then, he pulled the chair and sat.

• Errr… excuse me… why is he sitting here?
• Omg… is he going to lecture me for something I did? What did I do just now? =Usual paranoid attack=
• Nah... he won’t attack… this is a public, open place.

I looked at him… he looked back.

He looked relaxed.

I looked back… he looked at me blankly.

• Z: Ok… this is scarryyy…… Atta… help!!!!!

I looked back at him , my face expression all distorted with confusion and some hints of fear. He looked back and snapped

• Encik Konpius: Ehhhhhh…. Alamakkk!! Ehh...Salah meja!!! =Looking shocked and startled=

me =terlopong luas=

• Encik Konpius: ...saya ingat bini saya…. Ehhh! bini saya kat situ.

He thot I was his wife?? He quickly stood up, pointing to where his wife is seated; two tables away, behind me.

• Encik Konpius: Errr.. minta maaf.. minta maaf… salah orang.
• Me, Dazed: ha… err.. oh… takpa-takpa…. (its ok)

He quickly walked back to his wife. Behind me, a table with a group of girls, giggling “Dia salah meja ka… hihihi”

I sat there, didn’t want to turn around. I was confused for a while... and then I wanted to laugh... I wanted to laugh out LOUD… but how could I??? I am eating ALONE!!!! Haissshhh…. These are some of the challenges of dining all by yourself!

I finished my meal. Then walking to the counter, I passed by the couple. Both of them smiled coyly. They were going back themselves, and were getting in their car by the time I came out.

• Encik Konpius: Sorry naa tadi.. tersilap meja. terkejut ka tadi
• Missy Dazed: =smiling politely= Ha’ahh.. errr takper2…
  Isteri Mithali (wifey): Hehehe… Mintak Maaf naa.. dia terkonfius tadi
  Missy Dazed: Hihihi.. takper2.. terkejut sikit je tadi…

I smiled and waved my hands before heading to my car.

Ok… Lesson Learned!

Next time I eat alone… I should put a signboard beside me

“Saya bukan bini anda, sila cuba meja sebelah”

Akhir Kata...
"Tak kenal maka tak cinta, tak kenal maka memang tersentak"

Mother Nature memanggil-manggil

Detoxification after "Keracunan Ubat Gegat"

Destination: Taman Negara Pulau Pinang @ Penang National Park

This is our second group trip to Kerachut, the first in January 2008. This time around, there were 10 of us, 6 from previous trip. We started hiking at 9am from this entry point, with some kuih-muih and roti as our breakfast.

 all happy and bersemangat wajah... can we trust their stamina? jeng jeng jeng...

Some snapshots

There are few different trails, to Monkey Beach, MUKA-head Light House, Pantai Kerachut and some other beaches. We took the furthest trail - Pantai Kerachut... more secluded and has an unique lake... For more info, you may want to read this

Our motivation for this hike was: AYAM (yes, Chicken)...

In each of our bags, we were carrying a box of either Snack Plate or Dinner Plate from KFC, for our lunch. So.... you want chicken, you gotta reach destination first. Ha!
hike and hike, we continued hiking and trekking despite all the obstacles.... chewahh... obstacle konon...

uits but... dun play-play ok... we were stopped by Mr. bonzer monkey, with an intimidating look, provoking to snatch our food. But thanks to our teamwork spirit... we managed to overcome the threat... no worries... we didnt slaugther nor hurt that monkey in any way... haha...

And the challenging trek! the slopes and all... Proud to say, we reached our destination, the Kerachut beach after 1 hour and 45 minutes hike. (compared to last year - 3 hours) Well, this time around, we took less photos and most of us were in good shape and stamina... ehem ehem.... ahakss... (after one year building back stamina :P)

Ladies n gentlemen, what greeted us in Kerachut Beach?

There's this hanging bridge built across the lake+beach (as depicted in this pixxie below) Where the sea connects with the lake.

As written at the signboard:
The Lake that you observe is known as the meromictic lake. In Malaysia, this kind of lake can only be found at Penang National Park. As a matter of fact, the lake is only available at 19 places around the world.

Meromictic refers to the 2 layers of sea and river water which does not mix with each other. Fresh water is relatively lower in density as compared to the hypersaline sea water.

From the website:

Others attractions include visiting the seasonal meromictic lake, visible for only six months of the year. The lake has two layers of water of different temperatures. The bottom layer of sea water is normally warmer than the surface fresh water.

How different can it be after 6 months? Look at the picture above, where I highlighted the rock in red arrow and circle. That was the photo taken last week (May), whereas this photo below was taken last year in January, where i circled the exact same rock. (roughly around 11 am t0 12pm)...

The water levels and flows are different. In January, the water flows out from the river/lake to the sea, it was fresh water.

So dat explains the clarity of the water and how we swam and 'slept' in the water for hours forgetting the sunburn.

This time around, the salt water from the sea flows in (resulting into meromictic lake), water levels very high, and couldn't see how deep it was. As a result, we didnt jumped in the water at that same spot.

After feasting over the kfc chicks... We walked further down the beach, rested on rocks, only to be smashed by waves. Haha.. but that was fun indeed... The guys on the other hand chose to trail back few metres in the park to dip in the fresh water. Zuraini and I went there later to de-salt-ify and de-sand-ify ourselves :P:P~

Mandi-mandi... Lepak-lepak... 4 hours passed by in a flick of a lense...

To get back, we rented a boat. We have ealier placed a booking for a boat at the entry point (jetty), before we hiked.

Bumpy ride di lautan bertingkat tingkat :D

These 2 rocks are famously known for they are in form of some animals. Can u guess what they are?

We ended this trip with teabreak along Feringgi beach (Laksa, Rojak and Ais Kacang)... This trip also served as a farewell gathering for abang azrul who will be back to Lembah Klang. Good Luck and Best Wishes. Do join us, Parlimail bila-bila free wokeh ;-)

I end this post... with bak kata pepatah...

Berakit-rakit ke hulu... naik speedboat je bila balik...

Yeeehaaa..... Sekian, Terima Kasih

My Rainy Days

Rainy days are often related to gloom and murkiness. I think it must be the picture of oneself crying or the myth saying that the god is crying (goddess tears according to Pagan myth) that bring to this presumption. A broken-heart with gushing tears, running in the middle of the rain followed by lightning strikes every now and then; would be better off in a movie scene (will sell like hot cakes, man…) compared to just running and crying.

I think the idea of getting stuck somewhere because of rain, or having neither transport nor an umbrella are the major factors why some people just freak out when it starts to rain… unless you are a sixteen year old holding your puppy love’s hand, wading through the rain trying to find shelter… but deep down inside hoping that you wouldn’t… and that, that moment will last forever. hikhikhik. (another scene that sells in cinemas…) satay panas! satay panas satu!

The thing I love about rain is the freshness that it brings. I have this memory of sitting on the bed, clinging onto the window pane, and admiring the pouring rain. I was very young then, it’s one of the video-graphic memories that I have from my younger years. I could feel the drizzle on my face, and I just loved that feeling. The breeze… they were like whispering to me that life is indeed a beautiful thing to live in. It sent smileys to me. The air so fresh that you could feel that regrets and miseries would not even come any close to haunt you, as if the air was opening a new horizon for you to pierce through. The sound of raindrops hammering the land, thrashing the floor, it was easy on the ear. It was almost melodic and harmonious.

My younger sis ran and jumped on the bed to join me, ending “Me pampering my emotions” session. I was not affected, I was still on my rainy mood, my lovely rainy mood, so I asked her to join me admire the rain. Not sure whether she knew what she was doing, but she gripped the window pane and watched the pouring rain with me. Later, I could hear my elder sis calling upon us, screaming out of joy. She was going zealous on the terrace, jumping and slapping the stretch of rainfall surging down from the rooftop. She had earlier placed a short, round, wide pail on the floor, parallel to the edge of the rooftop. She told us the bucket was going to overflow and we got excited alongside her, shouting in joy cheering for the rain. Yeah, by now, you can imagine how young we were. We were very very young indeed!

We were getting more and more wet by then, from the drizzle and the splashed rainfall. I could see the hill halfway disappeared beneath the fog. From the terrace, it seemed like the hill was right behind the house opposite of ours. It was a serene view. At times, we could see faintly coloured rainbow, and I remember my sis used to tell me not to point fingers towards the rainbow as the fingers might forever be crooked.

When we were going out of control, mom knew it was time to drag us in. Hehe, she had an irresistible way of doing so. Freshly fried keropok ikan and steamy cups of teh. Unable to fight the temptation, we raced to the kitchen and fought to eat more keropok than others could. Haha… or was it just me? I was very greedy back then. The kitchen was an extension space from the original design of the house; the roof was of zinc material. You can imagine the sound that would be produced from rain hitting the zinc, it was thunderously loud and we just loved it. We would be shouting around in order to communicate.

Every time it rained, this series of events became routine.



Growing up, I tend to neglect to cherish “moments”. But at times, when the right time with the right emotions sets in, I still have that space in my heart to appreciate this feeling, going deep into this rainy, lovely rainy mood… Well, thanks to my childhood memory of rainy days :-)

Getting cosy in the house while it is raining outside is a wonderful feeling…to have a cup of hot drinks, or simply getting a comfy mood from the atmosphere. Watching the rainfall from the edge…. Even when you are not in a cosy place, (like stuck somewhere in the middle of the rain), you cuddle yourself trying to warm up, but at the same time loving the chill.

Rain is like washing away sorrows. It’s a great feeling inside if you look at it that way. When the rain finally stops… feel the air, the breeze and the freshness… it’s like breathing a new life…

The small terrace that used to be our 'luxurious' place for stageplay..
nope, its not my dad... and nope, its not me nor one of my sisters...
But I am in this picture... Can u find me???

Keracunan ubat gegat

UWaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa :)) + :((

Tak sabar-sabar untuk menyahtoksik diri saya


p/s: peristiwa no.1 adalah kesilapan teknikal...
note: jangan menangis kekaguman ya melihat bakat melukis saya yg lama terpendam... ahaks

Akhir kata....

Air yang tenang jgn disangka tiada toksik

Apa yang tak kena?

Can spot the not?

watermelon shield

a friend once told me... that i'm like a water melon

"hard outside… soft and sweet inside..."

Waa.... gambar ini sungguh la makes me wanna eat watermeleng now!

Ouh... about me and the watermelong thing... u peeps know me well enuf... ye dok? Luarannya nampak ganas but hatinya begitu sopan... kuikuikuikui... yeker? :))

Btw... generally... Usually, these so-called ganas/macho girls can be more sensitive, fragile... Vulnerabilty of the softer side being attacked, being ganas applies like a shield for em. ekehekeh... But as the watermelon ages... does the shield get softer? Hahahaha... soalan bak Discovey Channel ni... jawab jgn tak jwab... ahakss...

Day 2: Sabah

Pulau Manukan.
From Kota Kinabalu, it's a 15 minutes journey on speed boat. Transportation + taxes will cost around RM26-30 per adult.

The jetty:

There are a few other islands around this island. The shore is very clean and water soooo clear... takbley tahan beb!

Arrival!

Some Photos: Chalets are available. Plus equipments for snorkeling, swimin and diving are also available for rent.

Tell me.... Ini Akuarium ke apa? Huhuh.. again... takbley tahan lorrr....

These kids were swimmin n diving away like they belonged to the sea... i think they are locals... amazed giler tengok mereka selam begitu sahaja... envy! :D and dgn ramah mesra nya... striking a pose... can see the pack of fish no? geram menggigit jari. Oh yaa... btw... if u don't want to be surrounded by these fishiokia, there are other spots as well... dip in n swim all u want...

Since the water is so clear... and in the midst of excitement... I forgot that it's salty (ingat swimmin pool ka apa)... and swallowed a handsome lot of saltiness... gulp... sungguh enak dimakan begituu sajaa...

Kinabalu Park.... where the Mount Kinabalu lies...

Family trip with a toddler and a kiddo... of cos we didnt hike or climb da mountain aar... For sightseeing purpose, there's botanical garden and some tourist information outlets. We walked to the botanical garden only to decide not to go in the garden coz we had to hike further... just moved on with the sopan walkway back to the entrance. Trail/walkway yang sopan adalah seperti ini:

I kept me self occupied with da floras...

The map showing ways around the park. Looks like someone's trying to teach me how to read the map from upside down.... hohohoho....

Kundasang
Fresh vege n fruits.

Eureka! I found this! Ze fruit you can't find in Peninsula. It's known as Tarap... Not Durian or Cempedak mahupun Nangka.. its Tarap... only in Sabah, Sarawak and some say Kalimantan.

Jeng jeng Jeng.... inilah Tarap! upclose n personal:

We couldnt see the mountain earlier at the park as it was foggy. By the time fogs cleared, we were on our way back from Kundasang. We were lucky we caught the sight of this highest mountain in Malaysia. Maka... we stopped by pekan mabalu, which has an observation deck built to observe this: Marbeles... cantik... but ayoyooo.. tingggi bah... macam mana mau daki ini??
Tak mampu daki takpa... janji ada gaya....

There r some other places we visited / dropped by... this is kinda random trip... Rent a car and start the engine... vrrr.vrrr vrrroomm... Family trip... but we arrived in different flights, with 30minutes difference. Sungguh laaa kreatip kan...

Yang tak tahan tu.... dengan konfidennya... my sis and I beli la tiket air asia dan MAS campur-campur, thinking we would arrive and depart from the same place... bila dah landing, rupa-rupanya K.K juga ada 2 airport... OMG...haha...

departure... I travelled back alone with the Kotak berisi Ikan-ikan, ketam, sotong yang fresh. Sangat murah dan fresh weh, no pixxies coz I didnt follow em to the wet market... After sending them to the 2-hours-earlier-than-mine flight, went back to Pasar K.K to get some last minutes items... ehehe... before heading back to terminal Mas with the I-so-hope-this-thing-tak-terbocor kotak.

Dun worry fellas... I survived the journey :P~

so dat explains why Omyn saw my mom with the kiddos and the rest, but not me... Yaa... just too cute to be true, kan....


Coming back home...
So... what did I get for me selff:

Lots of blink-blings... I lykee! I am crazy about these stuff... so apa lagik! Yipppie.. aku heppi...


Ohyaaaaaaaa...

Buah Tarap... kitorg belik untuk cubajaya:

Ooooo..... beginikah rupa beliau.... tapi rasa buah ini sedang-sedang aja dong. Aku penasaran (teringin) durian lepas makan Tarap... I desperately needed to feast on the King of fruitz (kalo mat salleh mesti kata Killer of fruits) Hahahhaa...


Maka... just now... beli ini kat Kuala Perlis... Yes, was in Perlis tadi.. after smalam berada di Sabah, Selangor dan Penang dalam masa sehari... aku rasa aku sudah lalok perjalanan weh!

Jadi Murid-murid....

Apakah pengajaran yang anda dapat dari post ini:
MUSIM DURIAN IS AROUND THE CORNER!!!!!!!!

wotchot!

Day 1: Sabah

Came back from a short holiday in Sabah. With this, I have completed my cuti-cuti Malaysia, visited all states in Malaysia.

Some highlights dulu. Will cerita ceriti later in Second post... masih penat from travelling... from K.K sabah to KL.. from KL drove back to Penang....


Bas ni berhenti henti... (Perkara pertama yang menarik perhatian saya, adalah nama bas di K.K)


Heritage Village, next to the State Museum.


One of the popular places for shopping.
Inset pix(left): Shops selling pearl n crystal based accessories.
Inset pix (right): Food from the sea... dried version....

Pantai Tg Aru...
Soft beach sand. Notice the different shade from the sky reflected to the sea.

Dinner... nyam nyam.... Sotong bakar

Inset pix (left): Some seaweed

Inset pix(right): Cicah pelam

Huhu.... wait??? is the fish green in color??? wait wait....

We didnt realise it until we almost finish the fish... upon discovering the fact that Ikan Batu is actually green in color... we can no longer eat... Hehee.. it is delicious... but thinking of how much it must have looked like one of our fishes in the aquarium, killed our apetite. Nasib baik dah makan dekat abes... ehehhehe...

Then going back.. we saw this... dats ikan batu (with the very greeeeen tail)... and we were like 'how come we didnt see it before'... ehehhe... im sleeepy.. im gonna edit this post later... need to rest now...

Next post....

Jalan-jalan Isi Lemak

Amaran: Very Long Post

Roti Bakar Telur Satu!

Oh Tidak... Ini bukan tempat makan yang mempunyai khidmat hantaran melalui panggilan mahupun menerusi sms. Sebaliknya... haruslah pergi terus ke Transfer Road bagi menikmati kelazatan sarapan pagi yang paling common di Malaysia - Roti Canai.

Yes.. sambil melayan suasana pagi di tepi jalan raya.

Secara rasminya, ini adalah aktiviti ulangan iaitu Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan-Siri II. Siri I adalah pada tahun lepas 23Feb2008.


Lokasi Pertama (gambar di atas tadi) - Transfer Road, Penang (island)

Keistimewaan tempat itu adalah sarapan pagi Roti canai dengan suasana Penang Town.

Lokasi seterusnya adalah di seberang Pulau Pinang. Jadi 3 kereta berkonvoi ke destinasi seterusnya.


Lokasi ke-2 di kenali sebagai Rope Walk, Taman Selat (Area Perai). Ini merupakan tempat jualan yang mempunyai pelbagai variasi barangan, daripada yang baru kepada yang second-hand. Siap ada kedai jual kaki burung unta weh? apakah motif?

Antara list of things bought by some of us:

1. buku coloring untuk kanak-kanak

2. eraser bentuk haiwan yang ada kaki

3. mercun pop-pop

4. dinosor plastik

5. seluar track imitation yang sungguh lawa

6. pil chi kit teck aun

7. etc...

Lokasi Ke-3: Adalah makan tengahari... di sini: Ikan Bakar Din, Kepala Batas

Memang mengancam hati dan perut sesapa yang memandang, apatah lagi apabila aura hasap ikan dan daging sedang dibakar menusuk idung.

Antara lauk yang kami ambil. Ada lagi yang tak masuk dlm gmbar ini.. ada sotong dan ikan bakar. Untuk pengetahuan anda... daging bakar (di belah kanan gambar) tu marbeles lah! Ada certain part daging itu, dipanggil harimau nangis, sbb kalau harimau makan pun, sampai dia bleh menangis... Nak tau kenapa... kenalah cuba makan dulu ;-)

Memang kenyang dan puas hati lah....

Selepas makan... kita kena lah rehatkan perut, ye dok?


Lokasi ke-4: Pantai Robina, Butterworth

Dengan harapan menyedut keluar kalori yang di isi tadi...

Lokasi ke-5: Buah Cicah, Butterworth

Eeeeeeeee.... Sedap.... sangat suka....

Lokasi ke-6: Rumah Nando & Emme, Perda Bt Mertajam

Ini adalah sesi pre-housewarming. Pasangan tuan rumah baru berpindah seminggu dan kami sangat berbesar hati menerima undangan mereka. Di sini, kami dihidang dengan jamuan ringan minum petang. Ouhh sedap sungguh nescafe BB buat! Setelah berehat-rehat dan agak-agak dah rasa ada ruangan sedikit di perut masing-masing, kami pun berangkat ke lokasi seterusnya, lokasi akhir.


Lokasi ke-7: Juru - Nasi Ketam

Mengikutkan perancangan, kami mahu makan di tempat ini:

Memang sodap la nasi ketam di sini. Malangnya, tempat ini tutup pada hari itu. Selalunya dibuka pada hari Ahad... hmmm... apakan daya... namun, worry not! Di perkampungan itu, ada beberapa lagi pilihan tempat makan yang tidak kurang hebatnya...

Kami memilih restoran ini:

Menariknya tempat ini, adalah ia betul-betul bersebelahan jeti nelayan... or you can say, kinda attached to it.

Permandangan matahari mula terbenam. *kawasan paya bakau.

Si Bangau menangkap ikan dgn bantuan cahaya matahari yang makin malap.

Menu yang dicari-cari: Masak Ketam

Ada yang memilih Udang sebagai hidangan. Mee Udang antara pilihan fofular kt sini.

Destinasi akhir ini merupakan dinner kitorang, dan dengan itu mengakhiri projek jalan-jalan cari makan Siri II. At the end of the day, semua orang pulang dengan kekenyangan dan heppi.