The vacation is over, I'm back in my hometown of Kota Kinabalu.
*long and deep sigh*
Don't get me wrong, I love Kota Kinabalu, I love Malaysia. I'm one of those people who can get a little defensive (okay, maybe sometimes a little TOO defensive) about the city I grew up in. You know, when some obnoxious Peninsular Malaysian start making rude and ignorant remarks about it. Or other foreigners. Like "Oh, Isn't Sabah the poorest state in Malaysia?". The worst of all, "Aren't Sabahans (or Borneons) live on trees?" and they were serious. I usually reply, "Yes, but it's the monsoon seasons, so we're not taking our chances with the weather, especially with the parabola on top of our house. So, during these time, we have to settle for the 2-story bungalow, instead. *grunt* Oh well, at least we could maintain the elevator and lifts in the treehouse in the mean time."
Still, I have to admit that I was reluctant to return here. You would to, if you were put in my shoes. It's the environment. It's a vacation: no responsibilities, no deadlines, no worries. Who, in the right state of mind, would want to end that?
Not me, of course! (Especially when there's dashing guys with charming accent and fine arse in the picture! Gosh, I miss them already!)
We reached Kota Kinabalu around midnight. After unpacking the massive loads of luggage, I pretty much passed on my bed till 6pm the next day. Yes, I was asleep for 18 hours. If my tummy didn't make so much noise, I'd probably still be asleep for another couple of hours. Jetlag.
That was 12 hours ago. I'm still awake since then, and its 6am now.
I'm turning nocturnal.
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Last Minute Packing
I'm hopping on a plane tomorrow, but I only start to sort things out today.
Mom's going bezerk.
And I just realised, most of my winter clothes is pink. Darn it!
Going through the checklist all over again. But there's still too much stuff.
So far, 2 large luggage bags, 2 cabin bags. Did I mention they're all red? My bagpack is full of gadgets: laptop, MP3, GPS, DSLR.
Right now, I'm more worried about my Facebook apps: Farmville, Cafe World, YoVille and others.
Urgh.
Mom's going bezerk.
And I just realised, most of my winter clothes is pink. Darn it!
Going through the checklist all over again. But there's still too much stuff.
So far, 2 large luggage bags, 2 cabin bags. Did I mention they're all red? My bagpack is full of gadgets: laptop, MP3, GPS, DSLR.
Right now, I'm more worried about my Facebook apps: Farmville, Cafe World, YoVille and others.
Urgh.
I will not be able to update my blog from 18 November till 5 December.
During that period, I will be brushing my skills with my dad's DSLR and my navigational instinct. My geographical knowledge will be challenged and in good use. Physical fitness will also be put to the test.
In short, I will be on vacation.
During that period, I will be brushing my skills with my dad's DSLR and my navigational instinct. My geographical knowledge will be challenged and in good use. Physical fitness will also be put to the test.
In short, I will be on vacation.
Screaming from Within
I just came back from my aunt's place, which is just down the road from my house.
You can imagine how happy and excited I am right now. Words can't describe it. If I wasn't so paranoid and care too much what others think of me, I'd be hopping, swirling, ballet dancing in the rain under the barely there moonlight. Singing cheerily out of tune. Kissing and hugging possibly literally everything that's kissable or hug-able. Or if I'm a manga character, you'd possibly see my pupil unrealistically dilated and sparkly, and so happy and grateful that my eyes become teary.
Yes, I am THAT happy. Those kind of feelings doesn't come too often.
I'm promise I'll tell you what the fuss it about. LATER. Not in this post.
You can imagine how happy and excited I am right now. Words can't describe it. If I wasn't so paranoid and care too much what others think of me, I'd be hopping, swirling, ballet dancing in the rain under the barely there moonlight. Singing cheerily out of tune. Kissing and hugging possibly literally everything that's kissable or hug-able. Or if I'm a manga character, you'd possibly see my pupil unrealistically dilated and sparkly, and so happy and grateful that my eyes become teary.
Yes, I am THAT happy. Those kind of feelings doesn't come too often.
I'm promise I'll tell you what the fuss it about. LATER. Not in this post.
The Dress
Well, you didn't expect me to upload the full length picture of the dress I'm wearing tonight for Unitar's Annual Dinner. (Yes, yes. I know. I'm not a Unitarian, why am I attending? My mom asked the same question.)
This is just a sneak peak. I will upload later, okay? The event is tonight.
So, instead, I'm going to tell you about my weekend.
Usually, on Fridays, I only have one class - ACC114 at 10am. But the lecturer told us in advance that there'll be no class this week as she has something to do (I wasn't listening, her class give me major headache). However, we were told on Monday that we'd have a replacement class for PAD160 at 8pm.
Therefore, since I have a whole day free, I set a date with the girls, so we can try own our dresses and decide on the accessories and other girly stuff. (I'd spare you the details). I was planning on going to campus around 6 or 7 later on.
From the photos, you can see that we went out.(D'oh). Not to search for dresses, they already searched for them frantically around Kota Kinabalu, literally went into every boutique in town to find the right dress. Luckily for me, I'm not required to do so, as my mom loves to buy me dresses, even though I don't wear them. (She's kind of glad I'm going to this dinner, because that mean I FINALLY wear them. Some still has price tags on them.) If I have to go around town and look for a dress, I rather not go.
After helping me decide on my dress, Nana said we have to help Awie choose his outfit for tonight. He wanted to wear a vest. Shia Labouf's red-carpet looks. So, i suggested Bingo Man in Citymall.
So, all five of us (Nana, Mimie, Dayang, Kee & myself) went to pick him up at his place using Nana's car (which afterward, we ask him to drive instead). And the car overheated. Which explain why we're in a playground. It was next to the petrol station we stopped in to refill the water in the radiator and let the car cool down for a bit.
We spent quite some time searching for the right vest. After finding the nicest one, we spent more time on finding the right colour and pattern of a long sleeve shirt to match the vest. Then, we reward ourselves with a treat from freesh cafe. (which happens to be not much of a treat as the yo-icecream was yuck.)
Oh, forgot to mention. The replacement class was also canceled at the last minute. And Kee manage to persuade me to go to a party with her last night.
So, today (Saturday, October 15) I have to accompany my mom to a wedding in my neighbourhood around 12 to 1pm (She just told me last night). Then I have to get ready for the Unitar's Annual Dinner (and I just realized I left my dress in Nana's place)
On Sunday, I have HBU 126 tests. Yes, testS. One where I have to march all day according to command; another is the theory test which only takes about 1 hour or so.
P.S: I have a presentation to prepare on for CTU on Monday (Which I should really improve) and an assignment to submit on the same topic (which I haven't even started.)
It's one busy weekend.
Parents
Don't it ever crossed your mind that they are the most annoying human being in your life, yet you can't help but to love them unconditionally anyway?
Well, I do. All the time! Especially toward my mom. Gosh, she gets into my skin every time, yet I still love her, and do whatever she said.
My mom, well, you can say that she's sort of a Nazi. The world revolves around her, and nothing else matter to her. You do what she says, OR ELSE! Yes, I have that kind of mom. My aunt always label her as the "big boss", I guess that's the polite way of saying it. That power that she holds and demands doesn't stop just in my family, it extend to her siblings and in her office. Well, maybe she's to do that in her workplace, as she is the senior executive there. Nevertheless, that doesn't excuse her from taking her work mode home. She need to learn to stop bossing people around! Have some limit, woman!
People always say, if you want someone to stop ordering you to do something, do it miserably. It doesn't work; it NEVER work. She still boss me around to do it, anyway. Even when I pull a face, throw tantrums, argue with her, everything that can cause me to be labeled as an insolent child. She still won't stop.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to help out my own mother. I do. She just need to put a line, so that I can live my own life. Yes, I need a life, that doesn't revolve around serving her every little needs. I don't mind driving her to places, or running some errands for her. But I need my day off too! I need a time away from this family too! She can't always expect me to drop everything I do, just to drive her to a shop that is 2 blocks away from the house. She can't expect me to walk away from whatever I planned with my friends, just because she need me to drive her somewhere, when I already told her in advance (1 week notice!) that I have plan and will not be able to be there for her. She need to do things on her own again, just like before I know how to drive or run errands. She need to let go of me. Or I will do it for her.
Thankfully, I have such an amazing group of friends. They know what my parents are like, and they don't hold it against me every time I walked out on them. I'm so grateful to have them in my life, that understand how my dysfunctional family works. However, no matter how tolerant they are to my behavior, I still feel guilty. I feel bad for not being able to be there for my friends when they need me the most, just because my parents don't understand the true meaning of friendship. Sometimes, I just want to do what Intan did in her teenage years, and be rebellious. But I can't, I don't have the guts to do it. I can't plot against them like she did. And I know my parents will be extremely disappointed in me if I do.
That doesn't stop me from planning it, thou. I plan for everything in my life. Everything from my daily life to my career path. So far, I'm always on track with my plans, apart from the occasional disrupt from my parents (but I do have backup plans for these things, so, no worries). Yes, I plan to be rebellious. How thoughtful. Intan's rebel by doing whatever crosses her mind on that exact moment, based on guts and instinct. And I plan my mischievous ways; how, when, why, where, who. That definitely shows that being sisters doesn't mean you'll have the same personality and thinking.
I will not spill any details about what my plans are, because that will be stupid. I will, however, put off that plan until I have enough of it. When that happens, you'll never see it coming. Of course, I'd warned Intan about this, she just hopes whatever I planned, whenever I decided to accomplish it, I won't screw up my life over it. And I will always keep in touch with her, even if its once a month or once a year. So, I promised her that.
I'm turning 19 this month. So, legally, I don't need my parents' or guardian's approval anymore. I'm responsible for my own life. My parents need to get around with that idea, and release me. They should learn from their mistakes. Or at least remember what it's like to be 19. They're lucky they have Intan to keep me sane and in place. So far, she's the reason why I'm still tolerating with their behavior. Maybe the reason doesn't sound right, since I should love my parents more than my sister. But at least it has done its deed.
I love you, but I just need to get away from you. Or else, I'll never achieve my full potential. You're just like a form of drug, the kind that boost you up when you take it in small portion; but kills you if you overdose. I won't let the latter to happens to me, at any cost.
Well, I do. All the time! Especially toward my mom. Gosh, she gets into my skin every time, yet I still love her, and do whatever she said.
My mom, well, you can say that she's sort of a Nazi. The world revolves around her, and nothing else matter to her. You do what she says, OR ELSE! Yes, I have that kind of mom. My aunt always label her as the "big boss", I guess that's the polite way of saying it. That power that she holds and demands doesn't stop just in my family, it extend to her siblings and in her office. Well, maybe she's to do that in her workplace, as she is the senior executive there. Nevertheless, that doesn't excuse her from taking her work mode home. She need to learn to stop bossing people around! Have some limit, woman!
People always say, if you want someone to stop ordering you to do something, do it miserably. It doesn't work; it NEVER work. She still boss me around to do it, anyway. Even when I pull a face, throw tantrums, argue with her, everything that can cause me to be labeled as an insolent child. She still won't stop.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to help out my own mother. I do. She just need to put a line, so that I can live my own life. Yes, I need a life, that doesn't revolve around serving her every little needs. I don't mind driving her to places, or running some errands for her. But I need my day off too! I need a time away from this family too! She can't always expect me to drop everything I do, just to drive her to a shop that is 2 blocks away from the house. She can't expect me to walk away from whatever I planned with my friends, just because she need me to drive her somewhere, when I already told her in advance (1 week notice!) that I have plan and will not be able to be there for her. She need to do things on her own again, just like before I know how to drive or run errands. She need to let go of me. Or I will do it for her.
Thankfully, I have such an amazing group of friends. They know what my parents are like, and they don't hold it against me every time I walked out on them. I'm so grateful to have them in my life, that understand how my dysfunctional family works. However, no matter how tolerant they are to my behavior, I still feel guilty. I feel bad for not being able to be there for my friends when they need me the most, just because my parents don't understand the true meaning of friendship. Sometimes, I just want to do what Intan did in her teenage years, and be rebellious. But I can't, I don't have the guts to do it. I can't plot against them like she did. And I know my parents will be extremely disappointed in me if I do.
That doesn't stop me from planning it, thou. I plan for everything in my life. Everything from my daily life to my career path. So far, I'm always on track with my plans, apart from the occasional disrupt from my parents (but I do have backup plans for these things, so, no worries). Yes, I plan to be rebellious. How thoughtful. Intan's rebel by doing whatever crosses her mind on that exact moment, based on guts and instinct. And I plan my mischievous ways; how, when, why, where, who. That definitely shows that being sisters doesn't mean you'll have the same personality and thinking.
I will not spill any details about what my plans are, because that will be stupid. I will, however, put off that plan until I have enough of it. When that happens, you'll never see it coming. Of course, I'd warned Intan about this, she just hopes whatever I planned, whenever I decided to accomplish it, I won't screw up my life over it. And I will always keep in touch with her, even if its once a month or once a year. So, I promised her that.
I'm turning 19 this month. So, legally, I don't need my parents' or guardian's approval anymore. I'm responsible for my own life. My parents need to get around with that idea, and release me. They should learn from their mistakes. Or at least remember what it's like to be 19. They're lucky they have Intan to keep me sane and in place. So far, she's the reason why I'm still tolerating with their behavior. Maybe the reason doesn't sound right, since I should love my parents more than my sister. But at least it has done its deed.
I love you, but I just need to get away from you. Or else, I'll never achieve my full potential. You're just like a form of drug, the kind that boost you up when you take it in small portion; but kills you if you overdose. I won't let the latter to happens to me, at any cost.
Why
I have this blog for a while now. And I've always, ALWAYS, wonder what to share with the blogosphere. Where should I draw the line so that anything that I share with you will not be too much information and still respect my privacy. Do you know where's the fine line that make it okay to share?
Most of the time when I write, I'll get carried away with all my emotions and write everything that crosses my mind and heart. And after re-reading my post, I'll decide that its too much or too personal to share. So, they are never published, but remain as draft. I kept telling myself, I'll write a more brief version of it. But we all know, that won't happen as the emotions already fades.
How about the times there's something big (both exciting or bad) happens in our life, and we wanted to share it so much but there's no computer around. And by the time we got our hands on one, we doesn't feel like it anymore. The excitement has gone. Or we're just too gloomy to write it down. This is always my reason why there's often a long time period between my posts. It's not that I don't have anything remotely interesting to share with the readers. On contrary, I have a lot of things going in my life. Sometime, things are so hectic, that I don't even have time to write. (Which is why, I placed a Twitter in my blog, so you can read my status update.)
I know I won't be able to update my blog all the time. That's why there's a list of my friends' blog on the right column of my blog. They're my friends, obviously, our lives are connected to one another. If I don't update any of my sites, you can just check out theirs, and know that they'll somehow mention me. For instance, Nana's latest post will tell you that she and I had a H1N1 scare the other day. You may wonder why in the world am I not writing anything about it. Well, after knowing that you were that close to be infected by H1N1, would you think about sharing it to the world, or go to the clinic? Exactly.
So, don't be mad at me for not updating in a while. I will. Eventually. That's a promise.
Most of the time when I write, I'll get carried away with all my emotions and write everything that crosses my mind and heart. And after re-reading my post, I'll decide that its too much or too personal to share. So, they are never published, but remain as draft. I kept telling myself, I'll write a more brief version of it. But we all know, that won't happen as the emotions already fades.
How about the times there's something big (both exciting or bad) happens in our life, and we wanted to share it so much but there's no computer around. And by the time we got our hands on one, we doesn't feel like it anymore. The excitement has gone. Or we're just too gloomy to write it down. This is always my reason why there's often a long time period between my posts. It's not that I don't have anything remotely interesting to share with the readers. On contrary, I have a lot of things going in my life. Sometime, things are so hectic, that I don't even have time to write. (Which is why, I placed a Twitter in my blog, so you can read my status update.)
I know I won't be able to update my blog all the time. That's why there's a list of my friends' blog on the right column of my blog. They're my friends, obviously, our lives are connected to one another. If I don't update any of my sites, you can just check out theirs, and know that they'll somehow mention me. For instance, Nana's latest post will tell you that she and I had a H1N1 scare the other day. You may wonder why in the world am I not writing anything about it. Well, after knowing that you were that close to be infected by H1N1, would you think about sharing it to the world, or go to the clinic? Exactly.
So, don't be mad at me for not updating in a while. I will. Eventually. That's a promise.
Ka'amatan
The word Ka'amatan is derived from the root word 'tomot', a Kadazandusun term for harvest. Thus, Ka'amatan refers to the paddy-harvesting period, which involves a series of traditional rituals culminating finally to the Ka'amatan Festival.
Over the years, the Ka'amatan Festival has evolved and transformed into an epitome expression of the multi-cultural souls of the indigenous peoples of Sabah. Through the month of May, Ka'amatan celebrations are held annually at the family, village, district and State levels.
Kota Kinabaly City Tadau Ka'amatan Carnival 2009 will be held 14-16 May 2009 at Lintasan Deasoka (Gaya Street), Kota Kinabalu. The 3 days district level celebrations is organized by the Dewan Bandaraya Kota Kinabalu (DBKK) and activities are planned.
14 May 2009 (Day One)6.00 pm - Food and handicraft stalls open at Gaya Street7.40 pm - Opening Ceremony by Y.B. Datuk Masidi Manjun, Minister of Tourism, Culture and Environment- Magavau Ceremony (Ritual to Restore Bambaazon - The Spirit of Rice)- Choir- Traditional Dance Performance by Sabah Tourism Board- Singing Performances- Visit to Rungus Traditional House- Fireworks display- Special appearance by Unduk Ngadau (Beauty Pageant) contestants- Sumazau dance10.30pm - End of Show15 May 2009 (Day Two)6.00 pm - Food and handicraft stalls open at Gaya Street8.00 pm - Sugandoi Concert- Prize Presentation10.30 pm - End of Show16 May 2009 (Day Three)6.00 pm - Food and handicraft stalls open at Gaya Street7.30 pm - Unduk Ngadau Legend Presentation- Unduk Ngadau Pageant (Beauty Pageant)- Performance by guest artists- Prize Presentation10.45 pm - End of Show
I will be there throughout the three-days carnival promoting Umobile (018) with the others from the super-fun Umobile team. Umobile booth will be at booth #43, which is allocated directly in front of Pizza Hut. It's a festival; all of you have to come and join me. After all, the more the merrier! I can promise you that Umobile's booth will be the most happening, most fun, and cheerful booth on the block! There will be big bikes for shows, too!
I hope to see you there, and be sure to wear orange clothing, if possible.
Umobile: U call the shots!
Why Bali when you're already in Sabah?
I'm not writing about how Bali is much better than Sabah. In contrast, I'm writing why you should use your expense for your vacation in Sabah instead of any other islands or beaches in other places.
Don't get me wrong, I'm no different with you. I wanted to go to Bali. In fact, if it wasn't due to the swine flu (or Influenza A, as they want us to call it), I'd be packing for Intan's birthday gateway to Bali right this moment. To be honest, I'm still very upset about it. 5 days in Bali sans the parents. Only me & Intan, and a couple of friends. We'd be able to do anything we want (as long as our budget covers it, of course!) I was looking forward for it, it would be my first trip outside Malaysia without the parents. Ah, the freedom I longed for. Then, the pigs came a long and stomp on my hopes and dreams. How easily a dream can shatter.
Well, I'm not letting one small bump on the road ruin everything. If I can't go to Bali, I'll bring Bali to me. I'd make my own Bali-like experience right here in Sabah. Bali is an island, Sabah is surrounded by islands and the sea. How much different can it be? I probably can do much more here than in Bali. In addition, if I'm running out of budget, I can always run home and ask the parents for extra. (Well, in theory. I'm sure they are not keen on that idea.)
Like any other typical Sabahan, I was skeptical with my own idea. (Yes, my minds was arguing among themselves.) "Oh gosh, Sabah? But there's nothing here! Literally, nothing!" Well, it turns out, we're not doing a good job being a Sabahan. There's a lot we can do in Sabah. But (yes, there's a but) we just can't be expected to do it as the activities in Sabah are mostly outdoorsy and suitable for adrenaline junkie. Or they're more to cultural activities.
Anyway, I did a little research. After all, I need to present this to the parents so they'll approve on both; permission to go without them and the budget required. Obviously, they'll be impressed with my idea. But that still won't confirm that they'll agree to sponsor it. Never mind the budget, I can fork it out of my own account. The main problem is, getting their approval for me to go. The demerits of being the youngest is, the parents will be most protective of you. As if they are not overprotective and overbearing enough.
I always have a thing for beaches. So, it is predictable for me to search for a place surrounded by beach in Sabah. Which is pretty easy thing to do, and too many options to choose. What kind of a fool couldn't find a beach in Sabah? We're surrounded by them! So, since I live in Kota Kinabalu, I shortlisted the options to Tunku Abdul Rahman Park. The marine park is a cluster of islands comprising Pulau Gaya, Pulau Sapi, Pulau Manukan, Pulau Mamutik and Pulau Sulug. All only 10-20 minutes speedboat ride from the city.
Honestly, I do not know how to choose between the islands. They're all the same to me. And I'm sure they offer all the same services and activities. And I've only been to Pulau Manukan before, and that was a long while back. So, I list down everything that I, I meant, we want to do during the trip. Water sports (scuba diving, parasailing, banana boat, ...), overnight stay, bird watching, BBQ, photography (I'm not forgetting you, Krissy.) and whatever the island has to offer, we're up for it (just after we check with our wallet.) And when it comes to this, the Internet is not helpful at all. They only show the boat schedule, and the main attractions of the islands; but there's nothing about the rates, which is the most important in our budget planning.
I think I will choose to go to Pulau Sapi instead of the other four. Simply because I never been there; it has amazing texture of rocks around its beach; there's 5 kilometres of nature trails; and during low tide, we can walk to Pulau Gaya. Oh, no forgetting the most recorgnizable and well-known celebrity on the island, the giant monitor lizards. Usually they are ferocious carnivorous hunters, but it seems the lot on the island has gotten very tame, fat and lazy. Interesting! There's macaque monkeys, too! Imagine Krissy trying to get close and take pictures of them. She jumped across the room because she spotted a cockroach before. Is she going to jump across the island?
Since the Internet is not giving more information that I needed and wanted, I guess I have to do things the old fashion way: go to the main office and ask. Darn. I guess virtual reality is not everything. I'll keep you posted. Wish me luck on getting approval from the parents!
Eclectic BFF in 1 Borneo
It's been a while since I last got together with my best friends, Feera & Soneea. So, today, we finally able to meet up with each other. The only one missing in the equation is Eja, of course. She's still in her campus in UNITEN, Selangor. She was so devastated when we sent her our pictures we took together today.
We have been out all day. I went to pick Feera up from her place in Petagas, before meeting up with Soneea in Star City around 1 in the afternoon. Gosh, I didn't even realize that I missed them so much. The Bollywood-drama-magnet Soneea Ezza. The punk-rock commitment-phobe Nurafeera.
Since there's nothing interesting in Star City, we can't think of any place else worth for our time wasting activities in Kota Kinabalu, apart from 1 Borneo. Well, we'd go elsewhere if the other choices have less illegal immigrants messing around. I have nothing against Pilaks. But if only they are able to behave themselves, I don't mind at all being around them. You know what's worst? I can't even differentiate Pilaks youngsters with Sabahan youngsters. Not just that they dress like those Pilaks, they even behave the same ways. Gosh, choose a better role models please!
Anyway, we had lunch in the food court, because we can't make up our mind where we want to eat. Then we went into almost every shop in the mall and have our own fun. Mostly, I tried to push Feera into more girly attire. We were literally ignoring all the people around us, and just do (and say) everything that crosses our minds. Three crazy girls on the loose.
I forgot to mention the events that were held in 1 Borneo today. There's an audition for "Pilih Kasih" reality show and "Bang! Bang! Boom!". "Pilih Kasih" is a Rosyam Nor's audition for wannabe actors and actresses. While "Bang! Bang! Boom!" is a Malaysian version of UK's "Just For Gags!", it's a prank show or something like that.
Soon, our legs gone weary of walking around the mall, twice! So, we decided to find a spot where we can hang out. Our version of "hang out" includes: beverages and great view. As girls, the view we all loves are, of course, the endangered species in Sabah. If you're thinking Orangutan or Bayau, I just want to say, Animals in a shopping mall? Seriously? If you're unaware, hot guys are listed as endangered species in Sabah. Or at least in our list. Ha-ha. We hung out at Dome. Not at its lot near FCUK. But in the North Atrium near the main entrance of the building. Where we can have a great view of the "Pilih Kasih" audition.
There was no hot guys (as expected, its near extinction), but it was hilarious. Bunch of inexperiences thick accent Sabahan trying their lucks. Thou, you have to give them credits for their guts. I won't have the nerve to do it. People are watching from every floor! And laughing at every go. I know, I'm one of them. Gosh, I thought there will only be youngsters trying their lucks, but there's adults too. Adults as in beliau-beliau, in the age range of 35 years and above.
Oh, Sabah may be running out of good-looking males. But the other parts of the world don't. While we were sitting down at Dome's, enjoying the show, a macho looking guy with Peninsular Malaysia's slang, who has been standing behind Feera to check out what's the commotion about, asked us what's going on. Yes, I have an awesome B.Y. Radar, I noticed him from the corner of my eyes. Of course, we answered him and and small chats a little before he joined the rest of his family. And obviously, us girls talked about him soon after he left. We thought we'd seen the last of him, but we were wrong. Around half an hour later, (yes, we sat there for nearly an hour) he's back, and he wasn't alone. He was with another drool-worthy guy, whom I assume is his brother. Gosh, I wished I made an effort to dress up a little. As usual, Soneea and I joked which will get which. Feera don't get to choose, because she's always in a relationship.
After a while, well, an hour to be exact, the show gone a bit gloomy. The hot guys already left. So, we left too. When we walked around, again, we realized, we should have invited those guys. Showing them around town, as excuse. Ha-ha. They may not be Sabahan, but they are the only hot guys we've seen the whole day. Imagine that. And we were in 1 Borneo. Pathetic. It's sad to be girls in this part of the world. And what's more pathetic is, we walked around the mall once more, in hope of running into the macho siblings. It's all in vain, I guess they went back to their hotel. And we're not that desperate nor pathetic enough to look for them there. Ha-ha.
So, knowing that we won't be able to decide where to go if we left the building, we decided to watch a movie. Whatever movie showing next at the moment. "Bohsia: Jangan Pilih Jalan Hitam". For a Malaysian movie, it's a great one. You must go and see it. I certainly hope the female casts' parents or family members won't go and see this movie. They acted their part really well. And there are some scene that they should not see it. I would write my own review further more on this movie if it wasn't 1 o'clock in the morning.
After the movie, I sent them both home, before I pick my parents up at the airport. I love being home alone. Wonder when my parents going to be away again?
KK on Foot
Guess what I did today? Note : I'm staying in UiTM Sabah, with no car. Or friends that staying here too that own (or bring) their cars. There's no event in plan for today, except for tonight's talk. So, what on Earth could I be doing?
Well, let me tell you how the day begun. I woke up at 8.30 in the morning, even though we've planned to sleep all we want and wake up late. But thanks to my body's alarm clock, I'm always awake the latest around 8.30am. Since I knew that I will never be able to continue my sleep, I showered and turn on my laptop to do my assignment. Okay, that's not entirely true, I wanted to do my assignment, I opened the folder, wrote a few sentences, then I played the Sims 2.
Anyway, around 10 o'clock, Krissy came to my room to use my laptop to check her e-mail. While she was here, I've asked what she has in mind for our activity today. And we both agreed that we will not spend the rest of the day in cafes to use the wi-fi facility. We did that yesterday. From 4pm to 7.30pm. (Yes, pathetic.) We made a snap decision. Movies. No, not on the laptop. In the cinema. I wasn't really serious when I said to her yesterday that we should take a bus to town and watch movie. But there's nothing better for us to do here. So, immediately, we dressed up and waited for the bus at the bus stop downstairs.
The problem was, we never rode a bus from the campus.
(And UiTM's buses don't count!) We don't know if there will be a bus, when will the bus be here, or where the bus goes. When we're finally ready to go down, the bus just left. So, we've to wait for another bus to come. So, we waited. And waited. And waited. It almost felt like the bus is not coming. I even messaged my friends if they know the bus schedule. If they know anyone who could give us a ride. They said the bus will come every hour. And they're right. After almost an hour of waiting around noon, the white bus with "T.U.T" written on the side finally showed up. And it's heading to Kota Kinabalu, using the Sulaman route. We were planning to catch a movie in One Borneo. So, it is the right bus, we'll have to ring the bell to stop when it passes One Borneo.
It was kind of exciting actually. I haven't rode a bus in Kota Kinabalu since I was... I can't even remember when was the last time I rode a bus anywhere! But I remember the last time I rode a bus in Kota Kinabalu was with Intan. I remember riding a bus in Singapore in 2007, but it's an entirely different country, so it doesn't count. It's not suprising that I haven't rode any bus for a long period of time. We have cars. My father is willing to drive me anywhere. And I have a driving licence. Why should I ride a bus?
Anyway, there were a change of plan. We didn't stop at One Borneo. It's not that the bus didn't pass near it, it's because neither of us ring the bell to let the driver know we would like to stop there. The driver slowed down nearby One Borneo because he knew there would be passangers that would want to stop there. But no one pressed the button. The driver kept glancing at the rear view mirror to see if there's any passanger that show any sign of wanting to get off the bus. But we just sat in our seats, looking at bell, trying to decide whether we should ring it or not. We thought that there will be someone else who wants to stop there too. Ha-ha. I know, silly mistake. And we took a little to long to decide. And the bus driver made the decision for us. We're going to town.
The bus ends it route in front of the High Court. So, we got off the bus there. You know what, I
forgotten today's Sunday, and there's Gaya Street Market on Sunday. I haven't been there in years. Even at 12.40pm, there's still a lot of stalls up and packed with people. I thought the Market will be over before noon. I didn't go to there though, Krissy and I were hungry, and have been yearning for Burger King for days. On the bus ride, we've made a decision to have lunch at Burger King. So, we walked to Burger King in Segama. Under the hot sun. Wearing long sleeves. Ha-ha. It wasn't bad. I'm used to walking anyway. Just it felt different, walking around in Kota Kinabalu. I'm so used of going everywhere with a car in here.
The plan to watch a movie is still on. After all, it is the main reason we took the bus anyway. We weren't sure what the movie schedule in Cathay or GSC KK, because I only checked the schedule for GSC 1borneo. It doesn't matter anymore what movie we're going to watch, as long as we served the purpose. So, around 1.20pm, we headed to the cinema. We haven't decided which cinema, GSC or Cathay. It didn't matter at that time, because both of them situated oppossite each other anyway. Oh yeah, I made a stop at Maybank to withdraw my money first. And since Cathay was nearer, we went to Cathay. And watched The Pink Panther 2, since it's the only one starting at 1.30pm. We couldn't watch Underworld, the movie we wanted to watch, because it only shows at 12 and 4.
The movie was okay. Aishawarya Rai as the baddie. A hot villain. And Steve Martin as Inspector Clouseau. Althou I think the first Pink Panther movie is better, but I wouldn't be a spoiler. You have to watch it yourself. Okay, you know what, save your money and don't watch it. Yes, I did have a few laugh watching Inspector Clouseau in action but the movie was qu
ite moderate. And I've kind of know what to expect next. Anyway, the 2 hour movie ended around 3.30pm. We were half way to the bus station before we remember that Yan asked us to buy somethings for her. So, we walked back to Centre Point Sabah to run the errand. Do you realise that I haven't entered the building for a few months? Yes, it's true. I used to know every nook and cranny of that building due to the amount of time I spent in it. Thanks to bowling. My friends used to say that CP was my second home. Ha-ha. Thou I haven't been there in a while. Nothing has changed. Figures.
Apart from buying the things Yan wanted, I bought some things for myself too. I totally can't control myself. I survived a whole week without buying anything, apart from food, and under a controlled budget since I haven't withdraw my money. But as soon as the cash is in my hand, I spent it so easily. Need to change that. That habit will cost me. Literally cost me.
Yan asked for Big Apple Donuts as well, so we needed to cross the road again to get to Warisan Square. I haven't gone out to hang with my friends in Kota Kinabalu in a while since the semester started. So, I got confused which side of the building Big Apple Donuts is located in. I lead Krissy to the wrong side. Ha-ha. Darn, my navigational instinct is worsen. Anyway, while Krissy queued to buy the donuts for Yan, I went to the Padini Concept Store. Sale. Of course I 'had' to go in and check it out. Disappointingly, there's nothing new or interesting. (Not like I will buy it then and there anyway) However, I did have an eye for a shirt. A long-sleeve purple shirt from SEED. It's, well, I don't know what the word to describe a shirt.
After mingling in the store, we realised its getting late already. Well, late if we intend to be back in campus before 5pm to avoid being held for a checkup at the security post in UiTM. It's a routine for them to check the latecomers. Since we're violating the UiTM's dresscode, we do not want to be held and be fined. So, we walked back to the bus station where we got off. Oh, I drawed on a map about our trip.
I remembered a saying that touring a place on foot can change one's perspective on that place. Or something like that. So, has this walk changed my perspective on Kota Kinabalu? Well, the answer is no. I still think Kota Kinabalu is a slow, small, laid-back town (ops, city), suitable for retirement, and overcrowded by Pilaks who been trashing and making the place a worse place to stay.
Well, let me tell you how the day begun. I woke up at 8.30 in the morning, even though we've planned to sleep all we want and wake up late. But thanks to my body's alarm clock, I'm always awake the latest around 8.30am. Since I knew that I will never be able to continue my sleep, I showered and turn on my laptop to do my assignment. Okay, that's not entirely true, I wanted to do my assignment, I opened the folder, wrote a few sentences, then I played the Sims 2.
Anyway, around 10 o'clock, Krissy came to my room to use my laptop to check her e-mail. While she was here, I've asked what she has in mind for our activity today. And we both agreed that we will not spend the rest of the day in cafes to use the wi-fi facility. We did that yesterday. From 4pm to 7.30pm. (Yes, pathetic.) We made a snap decision. Movies. No, not on the laptop. In the cinema. I wasn't really serious when I said to her yesterday that we should take a bus to town and watch movie. But there's nothing better for us to do here. So, immediately, we dressed up and waited for the bus at the bus stop downstairs.
The problem was, we never rode a bus from the campus.
(And UiTM's buses don't count!) We don't know if there will be a bus, when will the bus be here, or where the bus goes. When we're finally ready to go down, the bus just left. So, we've to wait for another bus to come. So, we waited. And waited. And waited. It almost felt like the bus is not coming. I even messaged my friends if they know the bus schedule. If they know anyone who could give us a ride. They said the bus will come every hour. And they're right. After almost an hour of waiting around noon, the white bus with "T.U.T" written on the side finally showed up. And it's heading to Kota Kinabalu, using the Sulaman route. We were planning to catch a movie in One Borneo. So, it is the right bus, we'll have to ring the bell to stop when it passes One Borneo.It was kind of exciting actually. I haven't rode a bus in Kota Kinabalu since I was... I can't even remember when was the last time I rode a bus anywhere! But I remember the last time I rode a bus in Kota Kinabalu was with Intan. I remember riding a bus in Singapore in 2007, but it's an entirely different country, so it doesn't count. It's not suprising that I haven't rode any bus for a long period of time. We have cars. My father is willing to drive me anywhere. And I have a driving licence. Why should I ride a bus?
Anyway, there were a change of plan. We didn't stop at One Borneo. It's not that the bus didn't pass near it, it's because neither of us ring the bell to let the driver know we would like to stop there. The driver slowed down nearby One Borneo because he knew there would be passangers that would want to stop there. But no one pressed the button. The driver kept glancing at the rear view mirror to see if there's any passanger that show any sign of wanting to get off the bus. But we just sat in our seats, looking at bell, trying to decide whether we should ring it or not. We thought that there will be someone else who wants to stop there too. Ha-ha. I know, silly mistake. And we took a little to long to decide. And the bus driver made the decision for us. We're going to town.
The bus ends it route in front of the High Court. So, we got off the bus there. You know what, I
forgotten today's Sunday, and there's Gaya Street Market on Sunday. I haven't been there in years. Even at 12.40pm, there's still a lot of stalls up and packed with people. I thought the Market will be over before noon. I didn't go to there though, Krissy and I were hungry, and have been yearning for Burger King for days. On the bus ride, we've made a decision to have lunch at Burger King. So, we walked to Burger King in Segama. Under the hot sun. Wearing long sleeves. Ha-ha. It wasn't bad. I'm used to walking anyway. Just it felt different, walking around in Kota Kinabalu. I'm so used of going everywhere with a car in here.The plan to watch a movie is still on. After all, it is the main reason we took the bus anyway. We weren't sure what the movie schedule in Cathay or GSC KK, because I only checked the schedule for GSC 1borneo. It doesn't matter anymore what movie we're going to watch, as long as we served the purpose. So, around 1.20pm, we headed to the cinema. We haven't decided which cinema, GSC or Cathay. It didn't matter at that time, because both of them situated oppossite each other anyway. Oh yeah, I made a stop at Maybank to withdraw my money first. And since Cathay was nearer, we went to Cathay. And watched The Pink Panther 2, since it's the only one starting at 1.30pm. We couldn't watch Underworld, the movie we wanted to watch, because it only shows at 12 and 4.
The movie was okay. Aishawarya Rai as the baddie. A hot villain. And Steve Martin as Inspector Clouseau. Althou I think the first Pink Panther movie is better, but I wouldn't be a spoiler. You have to watch it yourself. Okay, you know what, save your money and don't watch it. Yes, I did have a few laugh watching Inspector Clouseau in action but the movie was qu
ite moderate. And I've kind of know what to expect next. Anyway, the 2 hour movie ended around 3.30pm. We were half way to the bus station before we remember that Yan asked us to buy somethings for her. So, we walked back to Centre Point Sabah to run the errand. Do you realise that I haven't entered the building for a few months? Yes, it's true. I used to know every nook and cranny of that building due to the amount of time I spent in it. Thanks to bowling. My friends used to say that CP was my second home. Ha-ha. Thou I haven't been there in a while. Nothing has changed. Figures.Apart from buying the things Yan wanted, I bought some things for myself too. I totally can't control myself. I survived a whole week without buying anything, apart from food, and under a controlled budget since I haven't withdraw my money. But as soon as the cash is in my hand, I spent it so easily. Need to change that. That habit will cost me. Literally cost me.
Yan asked for Big Apple Donuts as well, so we needed to cross the road again to get to Warisan Square. I haven't gone out to hang with my friends in Kota Kinabalu in a while since the semester started. So, I got confused which side of the building Big Apple Donuts is located in. I lead Krissy to the wrong side. Ha-ha. Darn, my navigational instinct is worsen. Anyway, while Krissy queued to buy the donuts for Yan, I went to the Padini Concept Store. Sale. Of course I 'had' to go in and check it out. Disappointingly, there's nothing new or interesting. (Not like I will buy it then and there anyway) However, I did have an eye for a shirt. A long-sleeve purple shirt from SEED. It's, well, I don't know what the word to describe a shirt.
After mingling in the store, we realised its getting late already. Well, late if we intend to be back in campus before 5pm to avoid being held for a checkup at the security post in UiTM. It's a routine for them to check the latecomers. Since we're violating the UiTM's dresscode, we do not want to be held and be fined. So, we walked back to the bus station where we got off. Oh, I drawed on a map about our trip.
I remembered a saying that touring a place on foot can change one's perspective on that place. Or something like that. So, has this walk changed my perspective on Kota Kinabalu? Well, the answer is no. I still think Kota Kinabalu is a slow, small, laid-back town (ops, city), suitable for retirement, and overcrowded by Pilaks who been trashing and making the place a worse place to stay.
Return
Hey fellas~~!!
Yes. I know it has been a while since I last updated my blog. A LONG while. Too long, don't you think? Well, I'm sorry. I've wanted to update my blog so much, but didn't have the time to do it. Or privacy. Nana, u know how I write.
When I was in KL 2 weeks ago, I tried. But everytime I type something, my brother Z will be sitting across the table, staring at me through the laptop (his Vaio). I can't write under that pressure. Yes, I get the irony, I can bowl in a national tournament, with people screaming and yelling, and the urge and hopes of your team for you to win, but not writing when my brother is sitting nearby.
As you may know, I've been absent from KK since.... well, was it 10th Nov? I can't recall exactly, but I think that's close enough. I don't really know how to tell you guys what I've been doing there, cause it has been a while since. Oh yeah, I went to the Scream Park, Sunway Lagoon with Intan, ZZ and Adi, A. Even at the entrance I start to clutch at ZZ, the doorkeeper was very charismatic and spooked us with his story. Inside, poor ZZ, I never let go of his arm, I grabbed them with both my hands all the time we were inside. It was awesomely spooky. All the effects. I never once screamed, but then again, I never scream when spooked. Just stood still. Anyway, since we are allowed to enter the place as much as we want with the ticket as long as we never leave the compound, we decided to re-enter. The second time we went in, we were playing tricks on the 'ghosts'. Every time the 'ghosts' tried to spook us, we either look bored or laugh at their faces. When a 'ghosts' went up to Intan's face and growl, Intan just said 'Eww, busuknya mulut'. Ha-ha. It was hilarious. There were lots more of what we did. But I couldn't possibly write them all here.
On the 19th of Nov, the whole family, excluding Intan, went to Bandung for holidays. Don't worry, she joined us on day 3 & 4, she missed the sight-seeing, but never the shopping spree. It was fun. First 3 days, we stayed at the mountain side, rented a cottage in a resort called 'Sapulidi'. No, I'm not kidding about the name of the place, but it was beautiful. I would really like to show the pictures here, but they are all in ZZ's camera. (His new gadget, still unable to unattach himself from it) But you can check some of it in my brother, Noer's facebook album. ZZ still haven't upload them yet. (I know, I myself have to wait for him, total bummer!)
Anyway, I rode an offroad go-kart!! Awesome!! We didn't plan to ride them, but we were touring in the hotspring area, and they offer offroad go-kart! Of course, me and my brothers insisted on riding them, even though we didn't bring any change of clothes and ZZ was wearing his only pair of jeans he brought. We couldn't ride all 3 at once. So, Noer and ZZ rode for 3 laps, the Jimmy and me for 3 laps, then me and Z for 3 laps. Each of us rode 6 laps. When I raced with ZZ, I hit the side and got stuck a few times. Ha-ha. It was hard to turn those things. Of course, all of us were covered in mud. Especially ZZ, who didn't even consider to hit the break or avoid when he was driving through a mud pool. It was fun-tastic! We wanted to ride the ATV next, but mum said no. Of course, mum's word is the unwritten law in our family. ZZ tried to convince mum otherwise, and surprisingly failed. (ZZ is mum's favorite). Lots of things happened in Bandung. Too bad I can't share them all.
On 23rd Nov, Noer and ZZ went back to KL, my parents and I went back to KK. However, the next day, I hop onto another flight to KL. And a bus to Perak. With the whole contingent of UiTM Sabah for Karisma (Karnival Sukan Antara Mahasiswa). Which is why I'm in a cybercafe, next to the Ampang Superbowl Ipoh. Today's the last day of the tournament, at least for bowling, and I didn't win anything. Bummer! I've missed my shot to win for Double, Single and Masters. Total bummer! I would've win if I trained instead of having fun in KL and Bandung. But you know what, I don't mind at all. Thou, my manager was disappointed. Very disappointed. But it wasn't like I didn't gave my opponents a good fight. If it wasn't my lack of stamina and health, yes, health, my tummy been giving me trouble all week, especially during the game! And I didn't even have the appetite to eat anything all week. So NOT me! Qeel, no appetite, not even pasta! I'm planning to see my doctor as soon as I'm back in KK.
OMG, how long has I been writing here?? I think I should end it here and now. I'll try to update more often. promise!
Yes. I know it has been a while since I last updated my blog. A LONG while. Too long, don't you think? Well, I'm sorry. I've wanted to update my blog so much, but didn't have the time to do it. Or privacy. Nana, u know how I write.
When I was in KL 2 weeks ago, I tried. But everytime I type something, my brother Z will be sitting across the table, staring at me through the laptop (his Vaio). I can't write under that pressure. Yes, I get the irony, I can bowl in a national tournament, with people screaming and yelling, and the urge and hopes of your team for you to win, but not writing when my brother is sitting nearby.
As you may know, I've been absent from KK since.... well, was it 10th Nov? I can't recall exactly, but I think that's close enough. I don't really know how to tell you guys what I've been doing there, cause it has been a while since. Oh yeah, I went to the Scream Park, Sunway Lagoon with Intan, ZZ and Adi, A. Even at the entrance I start to clutch at ZZ, the doorkeeper was very charismatic and spooked us with his story. Inside, poor ZZ, I never let go of his arm, I grabbed them with both my hands all the time we were inside. It was awesomely spooky. All the effects. I never once screamed, but then again, I never scream when spooked. Just stood still. Anyway, since we are allowed to enter the place as much as we want with the ticket as long as we never leave the compound, we decided to re-enter. The second time we went in, we were playing tricks on the 'ghosts'. Every time the 'ghosts' tried to spook us, we either look bored or laugh at their faces. When a 'ghosts' went up to Intan's face and growl, Intan just said 'Eww, busuknya mulut'. Ha-ha. It was hilarious. There were lots more of what we did. But I couldn't possibly write them all here.
On the 19th of Nov, the whole family, excluding Intan, went to Bandung for holidays. Don't worry, she joined us on day 3 & 4, she missed the sight-seeing, but never the shopping spree. It was fun. First 3 days, we stayed at the mountain side, rented a cottage in a resort called 'Sapulidi'. No, I'm not kidding about the name of the place, but it was beautiful. I would really like to show the pictures here, but they are all in ZZ's camera. (His new gadget, still unable to unattach himself from it) But you can check some of it in my brother, Noer's facebook album. ZZ still haven't upload them yet. (I know, I myself have to wait for him, total bummer!)
Anyway, I rode an offroad go-kart!! Awesome!! We didn't plan to ride them, but we were touring in the hotspring area, and they offer offroad go-kart! Of course, me and my brothers insisted on riding them, even though we didn't bring any change of clothes and ZZ was wearing his only pair of jeans he brought. We couldn't ride all 3 at once. So, Noer and ZZ rode for 3 laps, the Jimmy and me for 3 laps, then me and Z for 3 laps. Each of us rode 6 laps. When I raced with ZZ, I hit the side and got stuck a few times. Ha-ha. It was hard to turn those things. Of course, all of us were covered in mud. Especially ZZ, who didn't even consider to hit the break or avoid when he was driving through a mud pool. It was fun-tastic! We wanted to ride the ATV next, but mum said no. Of course, mum's word is the unwritten law in our family. ZZ tried to convince mum otherwise, and surprisingly failed. (ZZ is mum's favorite). Lots of things happened in Bandung. Too bad I can't share them all.
On 23rd Nov, Noer and ZZ went back to KL, my parents and I went back to KK. However, the next day, I hop onto another flight to KL. And a bus to Perak. With the whole contingent of UiTM Sabah for Karisma (Karnival Sukan Antara Mahasiswa). Which is why I'm in a cybercafe, next to the Ampang Superbowl Ipoh. Today's the last day of the tournament, at least for bowling, and I didn't win anything. Bummer! I've missed my shot to win for Double, Single and Masters. Total bummer! I would've win if I trained instead of having fun in KL and Bandung. But you know what, I don't mind at all. Thou, my manager was disappointed. Very disappointed. But it wasn't like I didn't gave my opponents a good fight. If it wasn't my lack of stamina and health, yes, health, my tummy been giving me trouble all week, especially during the game! And I didn't even have the appetite to eat anything all week. So NOT me! Qeel, no appetite, not even pasta! I'm planning to see my doctor as soon as I'm back in KK.
OMG, how long has I been writing here?? I think I should end it here and now. I'll try to update more often. promise!
Unfair
It's a case of double standard in my family. My brothers can do anything they want, just because they are guys. While the girls, can't. Well, my sister can, because she just go out and do it, rebelling.
For example, it happened just 10 minutes ago. I told my parents I'm going out to 'beraya' at my friend's house. If it was ZZ or Noer telling my parents that, my parents would just let them go, no questions asked. Since it was me, my dad decided to stop me, while I was driving out of the house's compound, and ask, who, where, when. Worse part, he even look reluctant to let me go. Luckily I was already half way out of the house. If I was still in the house, I'll bet he won't even let me go.
Which is exactly why I like to go out of the house when they are not around. And only tell them when I'm already arrived at my destination. This is the only way I can get out of the house. The house it like my own personal cage. Every time I'm in the house, I felt like a bird, trapped in a golden cage. It's pretty and cozy, yet I yearn to go out.
For now, I have to enjoy my limited freedom.
For example, it happened just 10 minutes ago. I told my parents I'm going out to 'beraya' at my friend's house. If it was ZZ or Noer telling my parents that, my parents would just let them go, no questions asked. Since it was me, my dad decided to stop me, while I was driving out of the house's compound, and ask, who, where, when. Worse part, he even look reluctant to let me go. Luckily I was already half way out of the house. If I was still in the house, I'll bet he won't even let me go.
Which is exactly why I like to go out of the house when they are not around. And only tell them when I'm already arrived at my destination. This is the only way I can get out of the house. The house it like my own personal cage. Every time I'm in the house, I felt like a bird, trapped in a golden cage. It's pretty and cozy, yet I yearn to go out.
For now, I have to enjoy my limited freedom.
Journey to Sandakan
Hey. I'm writing from Baba's hometown - Sandakan. I think I did mention that I'm heading here. But it was supposed to be tomorrow. Not today. Typical moves from my parents. Last minute changes of plan. What we think of it doesn't matter. They own us. We have to do whatever they decide. No objection.
Yeah, I know. I'm whining again. I'm a whiner. But you want to know something? The journey has been pleasant. Honestly. I swear. Although I slept half of the journey, but it really was pleasant.
We drove here. Or should I say, Baba drove us here. Before the journey start, we stopped by my late grandmother's grave.
It took around 4 hours to get here. Baba drove the Toyota Land Cruiser V8. I sat between the two of my brothers. And they didn't even try to tag team to torture me. Ha-ha.
My 2nd brother, ZZ has been a great driving companion to my dad. He talked almost all the way to Sandakan. He talked about everything that crossed his mind. Mostly on nature and politics. The rest of us butt into their conversation whenever we're awake. Yes, we were sleeping.
Anyway, it was great. Its been since our last road trip. And I guess I have forgotten what it felt like. Now I'm having second opinion on my own family. Maybe I was too harsh on judging them. Hm. For now, its bedtime.
Sweet Dreams.
Yeah, I know. I'm whining again. I'm a whiner. But you want to know something? The journey has been pleasant. Honestly. I swear. Although I slept half of the journey, but it really was pleasant.
We drove here. Or should I say, Baba drove us here. Before the journey start, we stopped by my late grandmother's grave.
It took around 4 hours to get here. Baba drove the Toyota Land Cruiser V8. I sat between the two of my brothers. And they didn't even try to tag team to torture me. Ha-ha.
My 2nd brother, ZZ has been a great driving companion to my dad. He talked almost all the way to Sandakan. He talked about everything that crossed his mind. Mostly on nature and politics. The rest of us butt into their conversation whenever we're awake. Yes, we were sleeping.
Anyway, it was great. Its been since our last road trip. And I guess I have forgotten what it felt like. Now I'm having second opinion on my own family. Maybe I was too harsh on judging them. Hm. For now, its bedtime.
Sweet Dreams.
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