Gempa Bumi

as u know.. the west coast of malaysia felt the the tremor due to the earthquake in Northern Sumatera..
It did cause a lot of chaos... People were evacuating their homes everywhere...
from penang up to lembah kelang..
some of my friends actually experienced the tremor themselves...
As for me...I didnt feel a thing.. I only realized about it when somebody rang me at 12.30 pm asking me to call and check up on my parents...
alhamdulillah... they are all okey..They didnt even realised it until one of our neighbours called them up... but apparently there were no damage or casualties in Malaysia...

sometimes i wonder where i am... in malaysia or some distant country ..

Kepak kepak kepung kepung.. kepak kepak..

My friends and I did a "rombongan Cik Kiah" when we drove all the way from KL to Bukit Mertajam to attend Masrin's wedding.. 12 of us in 3 cars came on Friday and stayed at The Summit Bukit Mertajam ( which apparently was the only hotel there if u excluded the rumah tumpangan's )
Lunch was at Tapah and dinner was at this really nice Ikan bakar place in Batu Maung ( thats a bit after Bayan Lepas for those who dont know..)
the next day.. on Saturday.. 3 other cars joined us.. it certainly was a "meriah" event coz a whole lot of our friends turned up ...Anyway my fotopages are updated ( At lassst...) so do check it out here and to Masrin and Suriani ... Congratulations.. Semoga Bahagia Ke anak Cucu!

a nice way to be remembered

One for my baby : Tony Parsons

"Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still..

Call me by my old familar name. Speak to me in the easy way you always used.Put no difference into your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.Laugh as we always lauged at the little jokes we enjoyed together.Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me...

Let my name be ever the household word it always was. Let it be spoken without effect, without the ghost of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was - there is absolutely unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should i be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval,somewhere very near, just around the corner . All is well"

My mind is blank... so i cant really think of anything to write...but here goes nothing..
Last friday i went for this dinner award ceremony at this grand hotel and...
as much as im aware of people doing it.. and ive heard how openly people are about it...
but i was still shocked a bit when some malay guy started dringking beer in front of us.. Im not saying that im oblivious to the social activities of KL'ites today..
but it was the first time for me to actually see with my very own eyes a malay drink beer so openly...

on a different note..I had a fabolous weekend of good food.. and very good company...melepak sessions...
yeah ive realised that the working life is boring and very tiring.. u dont really have a lot of time for a social life.. u go out early in the morning and by the time u come back in the evening.. ure just knackered..but on the weekends..no matter how tired or how much id love to just sit at home and rest... its just so much better to go out... and spend it with friends.. coz these outings .. as rare as they may be... it certainly reminds me that there is just so much more to life...


well so much for not having anything to write.. .. not bad for some mindless rambling aight?..

the game

flirting can be fun up to a certain point...
but after a while you do want to have a conversation with substance...
something meaningful.. something proper..
flirting is like the ignition to light up the fire but after a while ud need oil to make it last..

like they say about sex...how its good while it lasts.. but after some time.. all a person wants is someone they can talk to or spend some quiet time with....

Food Glorious Food

after 25 days of dining hall food.. charcoal flavoured rice..various canned food.. and coloured tasteless water you do get the cravings for soooo many things...
I kid u not.. I actually had a dream of ordering roti canai tisu ..too bad i woke up before i got to taste it..

So..the minute i got out of OBS..guess the first place i went? u got it..
I headed off to the nearest Kedai Mamak in Lumut for a plate of Nasi Beriani with Ayam Madu and a BIG bowl of Ais Kacang Special...
and My GOd... it has never tasted better...

The next morning...breakfast - praline pecan icecream and fruit cocktail...
aaaaahhh.... heavenly... just pure heaven..

IM Back and Im Black

25 days of torture 25 days of turmoil … 25 days of living,breathing, eating.. and even pooping in the wild.. yes… for 25 long days I was subjected to the Outward Bound experience.
TO serve to strive and not to yield.. I wasn’t only being cut off from the real world..( no handphones.. TV.. radio.. newspapers)… but it was as if I was snatched away from all that I love and worship… thrown into a plastic bag.. swung around a couple of times and finally thrown to so so far away from my comfort zone… the comfort zone was just a dot from where I stood..
Seriously, I have never been tested in terms of physical strength as much as I had been within the last month….”kayak”ing for 60 km in 14 hours… walking through rough terrain.. climbing up and down hills for days…living in the most basic conditions…where there are times when the only source of fresh water was from a dodgy looking well …
STILL..after all that complaining. I have to say.. I actually enjoyed every bit of it. I guess in cases like these… it is best to just go with the flow… and cherish every moment.. every feeling.. every situation no matter good or bad ..coz u know you will never again go through such an experience…
Although I may make it sound terrible but I think its something that someone should go through at least once in your life.. I would say my most memorable incident would be having to be the last kayak to arrive at the beach …where at 8pm.. its even hard to see like 10 metres ahead of u.. so the only way to navigate your kayak to the beach was to follow the light source… yang kejap ada kejap takder..
My God..cuba bayangkan.. you just kayak for about 8 hours and your hands ache like hell..you're still so far away from your destination.. but its already dark.. all your friends are there…and theres only you.. the sea.. your kayak partner.. and maybe another single kayak who had the same bad luck as u..seriously.. cuak giller…
Nevertheless as bad as it might sound… there were a lot of good things to be remembered about OBS….it is true as they say.. you really do discover your potentials.. your strengths and your weaknesses. Besides… the friendships that were form within the 25 days… are just indescribable by words.. Imagine having to spend 24 hours a day.. for 25 days with 13 different people with 13 different attitudes.. 13 different styles.. 13 different levels of maturity.. and 13 different ways of thinking.. it really does teach u the meaning of patience.. consideration and selflessness …
So.. after all said and done… the aftermath of OBS… bruises.. scars from leach bites… a more muscular body… and a tan that makes u think of a bontot kuali… yang dicuci dengan sponge lembut.. hitam… legam..
So to my groupmates.. Bubu of SC463… you guys are the best! Thanks for all the magnificent memories…