Recollections

As the author, I want to take a time to do something more personal and more fulfilling to myself. As I engage on something quite sensitive to me, I wish the readers to take heart on what I am going to write. Though this post is not picture heavy and that proves to be one of my most ‘attractive’ feature of this blog, I do hope you appreciate that words are indeed as powerful as pictures itself. Bare with me please.

As you may have know that in sometime early April, I’ll be leaving to down under to further my studies. As this is my first time being overseas for about more than half a year, I have my doubts on succeeding in this awaited and painful journey. Due to the fact that I have been pressurize to the very last bit and made sure every detail of my trip to Aussie is planned accordingly, I also finally started to regret. I am not to say that this chance is plain useless to me as many people never even have got this chance to go overseas to study. I have to count myself a lucky person. But being lucky is another thing, when everything here will be simply left behind once your gone.

From family, friends, your most beloved pet, your most loved person, your awesome rig, your house, your daily life, your favourite food, your culture, your particularly everything have to be left behind. This is hard for me. I can accept changes, but when everything just come to you at once, it’s just hard. For some of my readers out there, I know you must be wondering.

“Who gives a damn about changes, you have the chance of a lifetime to be out there, alone, independent. You are finally free of all your troubles. Your finally going to lead a new life out there and not stuck in a third-world country like Malaysia”

What life I am going to lead. A successful one or a dreadful one? Freedom also comes with a price. Responsibility. With people around you cheering your back, people spending tens of thousands of AUD on you, people you love missing every bit of you, consequently, that is a big responsibility that you have to carry.

This is what I am experiencing right now. A life with many possibilities all undertaken by just one decision. A decision will ultimately change how the way you live and how the way you feel about yourself. I am certain that with every decision that you have made, the more you start to regret. And the more you regret, the more you will despair. But as all old grannys, uncles, friends, teachers, and most other human beings will say, it all comes from hard work that you will succeed with every big decision that you have made. I humbly agreed on that.

So to that, I finally ranted out something that I wish to say a long time ago. But before that, I wish to ultimately, thank my uncle for financing my studies in Australia. Without him, I can’t help it but have this feeling being overshadowed by my people around me. To my friends out there, I’m sorry for leaving you guys in the dirt, but I’ll come back soon enough. I’m terribly sorry. I feel the pain of leaving you guys as much as leaving myself from Kuching.

Do comment about my post as I finally enabled comments in my blog. Do make it comforting and reassuring though. Thank you for your time.

Earth Hour

I currently had switched off all the lights in my house.. except the light emitting from my computer screen^^

So far, I only known 3 places that had switch off their lights, Four Points, Cold Storage and Petronas Gas Stations. In some speculations, those also inform me that MBKS Building also had already switch off their lights.

It was supposed to be lit brightly.

Though some of us are not so happy with the idea of switching every light. Like in my neighborhood..

Wat to do..

Anyway, Support Earth Hour. Save Earth.

Damai Puri Memoirs Finale

The final take and the finale that you have been waiting for. Took me quite some time before I decided to post it up due to many reasons. But who cares about details, it’s finally here.

Do me a favor and do not trust Nathaniels part of the story. His lies will only brainwash you.

Starring our wannabe heroes;

Natalie, Brenda, Joan (Can’t come up with a nice name xD)

Day 3

Our plan to wake up to see the sunset was screwed again cause we couldn’t bare to be awake at half past 5. And Nat was part of the crew that did say he didn’t want to wake up also. Put the blame on Soni. She kept us awake for too long. Damn you to the bits of every circuits you have.

This reason for our sinful act of ‘slothing’ around

We woke up early again to catch up with breakfast. The moment we set foot on the hardwood of Elements, all we saw was the foreigners which was busy lining up for food. And the line was as short as Nat’s “pen”. There was barely a chinese soul in the whole place. Though it feels a lil tweesy bit scary to be eating with all those tall people, we still preferred eating with less people. No need to be scrounging every fried potatoes that you see. Though we seem a little sad as this was our last day..

“So I was saying, Condom or Contraception?” Jeff uttered. BK in deep thought.

That is what Nat do in his free time. Gawk at people who are eating.

On a side note, we saw a small group of Malays or “Pau Tau’s” who looks to be a part of a political group. So, that is what they do to help the country??? Go figure.

After our faithful meeting in Elements, Nat said he wanted to some big business in the toilet. I wonder whether is starts with a letter Musterbate or Shit. So me and Jeff went for another old folks session at the Activities area and went for some Congkak fun. It’s where you put marbles into many holes and you yourself tries to collect them in your own homebase hole. It’s simple really though it’s complicated to tell here.

When Nat is finally done with whatever he had to do, we walk all the way back to our crib to do some little packing of our own before heading out to the beach.

Honestly, he looks ugly here xD

“Can you like stop hitting on my chick.. OH MY GOD, what are you doing to my SONI?” Nat screamed.

Not long after that, we were finally at the beach. Our first visit to the beach wasn’t that aspiring or memorable as we didn’t had much time to be swimming there. All we saw there was an overweight foreigner lady, a grandma I think who was bracing the waves and the locals playing some sort of futsal with no goal post.

The beach was much cleaner than the beach at Santubong Resort I can assure that.

For those people who are constantly emo, can come here to let out some steam

You know which place will take it’s toll if a tsunami comes.

If you guys learn geography, can you tell me what is this phenomenon?

And yes, we did a little cam-whoring at the same time.

Do we call this an extreme sport?

Obviously you see that mine is bigger ^^

The majority of Suku people had just increased that day

Trying to be gangsta.. Which he will fail miserably

Nat’s and Jeff’s single life turn out to be like this..

Though it then turn out that they love someone called MELVIN.

With all that fun to be had, we finally retire to the hotel, or only me who did that. The rest of the group for another round of swimming which I gladly skipped. We knew our time is up and we had to retreat to our safehouse back at Kuching. Our 600 was well spent excluding of all that food that we bought and the fuel that we used paid to Nat. Yes, it ended quite abruptly. Quite like a blow to our stomachs.

Not that but i mean..

Sad…

Despair…

We marched onwards to the checkout counter with our overloaded luggage. We were about to resume our daily activities before the eye of the storm (SPM Result). With everything planned out, Jeff will continue trying valiantly to be Lin Dan and struggle in Form 6, Nat will be busy applying for scholarships in Chemical Engineering and joining those geeky ass science competitions and lastly Me, who will furthering studies in Perth sooner or later, we were even more ‘emo’. Those was very sad moments..

Though Nat was more worried about money that we had to split up and paid to Nat. Yes, its very true. A snobbish scholar who cares more about money than his friends… Sob

We packed our belongings to Nat’s "Proton or Perodua" (Due to CD's concern on my limited knowledge of Malaysian Cars and his overwhelming support in Malaysian Cars) Viva and drove off back to Kuching. That was the end of our trip to Damai Puri…

Sayonara

OUTAKES BY SINCERELY, US (NAT, JEFF, BK)!

Tears in Heaven... Literally

More than Words... But barely enough lyrics

Emo guy failed badly at emo song

L4D Moments (Jeff, Nat, Me and My Bro)

Us Busting some Zombie Ass.. Or was it the other way round..

This is how we play L4D for those who want to know.

To our dismay, Jeff have to summon a Tank (Some big monstrosities). Though it took all of us down sadly. T.T

Learning to be a true Malaysian

by reading this controversial book. (“March 8” Borders cover part of the title)

Though this book doesn't really support BN but it has a hell lot to say. Read this and you will never regret. You will learn to like PR by succumbing your mind into this and have this strong urge plus the desire to despise politicians.

On another note, I just came back from KL. Pretty busy lately, worrying about my studies ahead and of course, the people around me…. Not forgetting my uber-awesome rig (And yes Nat, you can’t have it).

Yes, I have a powerhouse and gaming laptop.

Yes, I have more baju for different types of seasons.

Yes, I enjoyed myself in KL.

Yes, I am not only annoyed and yielded by great anger of Nat’s “What Really Happened” post, but I am typically mortified on how can he do this. Oh yeah, I criticize about his Viva xD.

Yes, I will continue to my Damai Post possibly after this to wrap things up. (No thanks to Nathaniel Sia Shan)

Do keep on reading. Thank you

Damai Puri Memoirs Part 2

The eagerly awaited Part 2 of the trip (Well, the “eagerly awaited” is kind of over exaggerated) is finally posted in the blog. Took quite awhile to bring this up its finally here.

Starring;

Jeff aka. Lin Dan Wannabe

Nat aka. Snobbish Scholar

BK aka. Failed Cute-Guy

Day 2

We planned to wake up like about 5 to see the sunset but it didn’t happen cause we did not want to wake our sorry asses at that time. So in the end, we only woke up at 8 with Nat’s lame wake up call so that we can be at breakfast in time. Although it took sometime to wake us up. By around 9am, were all ready to go with our hair looking so mess up of yesterdays chlorine. And since it was complimentary breakfast ticket, you can expect the place to be pretty packed.

Macam kopitiam with aircon

Since it was worth alot to us, and the money we need to spend for the extra person is too much (RM46) for our shallow pockets, we just had to stuff everything we can in our stomachs. The result? Indigestion and probably a burping spree.. Though I can’t really burp well. Damn..

Chicken or Watermelon??

“Ill gladly kiss you if you can help me finish all this..”

With all the food stuff away in our young blessed souls filled to the brim, we were in not position to go outdoors anymore for quite some time. The guitaring and ps2ing the room have to do the trick. To make matters worst, if it was not for the ventilation, we would have died cause lack of oxygen. Those fart noises from the toilet and the scent of dung was as radiated as poison. Though I kind of forget who did that xD

About 1pm we finally manage to crawl out of our room and went out for some outdoor activities that doesn’t require much eating. Though most of the activities we did seems like straight from the old folks home, we had our times.

Saidina not a type of Sardine. It’s some sort of Monopoly Game

Jumanji

After all that, we felt old. Guess we had to lightened our spirits with Table Tennis otherwise known as Ping Pong.

Think you can beat them? Obviously you can.

His using badminton skills in Table Tennis. That can’t be good

After all that major action pumping stereotypical activities, we went around Damai for another major walk-walk. This time, more cam-whoring.

From here, you should notice that Nat’s ass is quite large actually

Dude, they are at it again… But cuddling???

F him and his Viva and his 11A1's

“Damn. My ass smaller than his??”

Masturbation to the extreme!!

Boring…

After all that, we felt hungry again. Duh.. We are growing boys so don’t complain about that. You can call all of us Jugheads but thats it. No fat jokes alright.

We took Nat’s Viva a ride to Buntal for lunch. This time, I fell asleep again. By the time we reach there, we met with many of the locals. One which interest us alot is the Buntal Ta ke (Buntal Big Brother/Boss). He kept on squirming out many funny quotes from hokkien and we couldn’t stop laughing.

Quote Buntal Ta Ke (Kind of forget what he said but it is the jist of it)

“You know why Chinese live longer than other races? Because everything we eat wan. Chicken, Cow, Sheep, Rat, Dog, Fish, every animal in the dictionary we eat. Islam le? Pig also can’t eat, how to survive!?” *Talks in Hokkien

Hungry people need food…

The wait was worth it though. With the many funny quotes, you couldn’t expect the food to be good but think again? It was plain and simply scrumptious and satisfying. You won’t find food like this in Kuching.

Fried Rice… Missing it as I type this now..

After like an hour there, we went to Santubong although we were not suppose to be there. But we pretended we are like guest or users of their facilities then went for a game of Pool.

Jeff doing his thing to pikat that hot receptionist

The Lobby was pretty nice but not as good as compared to Damai Puri

After finally like a whole afternoon of being outside of Damai Puri, we finally went back to continue swimming. Consenquently, there was no one in the pool as we reach there since most of them should be back at their homes prepping to go work the next day. To our advantage, we imitated many wrestling moves in the pool for fun. To our dismay, we were always been watched by the lifeguard but we didn’t give a damn.

And I discovered something unexpected when both my friends told me.. I had this body built which look like six pax. WTF??? OMGWTFBBQ!

Think the towel as the black mosaic.

As it was getting dark, we went back to dry ourselves up and eat again! All we did in this trip was spent on eating actually. This time, we tried room service though it cost us quite a humungous amount of Malaysian Ringgit. I guess it was bang for our buck since it was like once in a lifetime. So we did what we had to… Chipped in our share again!

Some complicated Spaghetti Dish and some type of Oriental or Continental Chicken Dish.

After that, we went for Maggi Mee. And as for us, we decided to stray away from it cause we had too much of it. It was just… menacing. I was undecidedly bloated as hell after all that food and rested before we went out for another walk-walk again.

We were kinda emo during the walk as it was nearly the end of our trip. But still, we didn’t gave up our ways of cam-whoring!

Here is some of the pictures;

The bar we went to. Teh Tarik is RM9.50 here. I want to cry and laugh at the same time.

I guess in the end of the day, pool was the best idea of a game.

We didn’t drink as we spent all on room service xD

I closed my eyes purposely! Not sleeping…

Main Lobby at night

Constipation + Pool = Shit

Mary Poppins. The water is pretty shallow at the kids pool

Suku people will stay suku forever.

It was pretty dark that time, so we have to leave earlier since we were the only 3 outside now. Never know got temu ghost or what? We didn’t want to take our chance.

I guess that’s it for now. The trip sum into like a few dozen of pictures. This is the best I have to wrap things up. Stay tune though for the last day of Damai Puri.

Oyasuminasai! (Good Night!)