Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Radio GaGa

Currently I am in Phnom Penh and absolutely broke since the lecturer was supposed to bank-in my money for the class trip back in February did not bank-in on time. Thankfully, supermom is kind enough to loan of which I will definitely return it back.

Four days in Saigon has been amazing, especially when one fly with MH758 and getting all the amazing hospitality. Gotta love FA Zarina and Naeem - he said "becareful, its really hot"over the delicious Beef Satay with Nasi Tomato meal. I thought they would have been stucked up but they were really friendly towards the entire journey.

I even met the Captain who happened to be an Old Frees as well. Perhaps, the overwhelming moment in the cockpit risen up my body temperature where at the airport the heat sensor machine detected yellowness instead of green over me and the security stopped me on the side.

I was terrified because I was then suspected to have fever - which is terrible since I have just landed on my first destination of my backpacking trip. I was put on the quarantine section for 10 minutes with Fly Boy while Kak Sofia, Miss Reporter and Miss Korea as well as The Other Deutsch waited for us across the immigration counter.

"Its the longest 10 minutes in my life," said Fly Boy.

Then thankfully we were released and continued our amazing adventure in Saigon where firstly we all almost died crossing the road and eventually got used with the traffic which seemed to be more of Rempit Heaven. 10 million people in the city, 6.5 million motorcycles.

We went around the city and even to the Cu Chi (pronounced Koo-Chee) where the Viet Cong Liberation Army is based and fought the Americans.

I'm not supposed to write anything down here since I'm supposed to be on travel mode. However, the availability of internet connectivity has trapped me.

Genocide Museum has been too disturbing and I have mixed feelings about going to the Killing Fields tomorrow. I will be leaving to Ancient City tomorrow noon for even more adventures.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Lights, Camera, Action


The Mid Stay Orientation Camp went smoothly though it was in one of the most congested city in the highlands. Everyone behaved, and it was a good time for everyone. Certainly feels good to be back volunteering again.

On a different note, I've got my result for my exams. It was not perfect but I'm satisfied. 

GPA:3.833
CGPA:3.804

A rise from the previous one of 0.018. I must do better next semester. My mum is happy too she wanted to cry all again of which she almost did after the previous exams. I thank God for the brain I still have functioning well even with mere 2 hours of sleep during the study break.

It was fun hanging out with my only friend from high school whom I see on regular basis. This is what we did on Sunday evening recently. [Click]

Another thing to look forward is I'm going to be flying on MH765 to Tan Son Nhat and returning from Suvarnabhumi of the following Sunday with FD3573.

Goodbye, and I shall be back in another 10 days.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Under Attack

Saturday, June 13th 2009.

07:00- awake
07:30- breakfast
07:50- driving school
11:20- nutmeg factory
11:35- gamat bam shop
11:45- home, pack
12:30-lunch
12:50- bus terminal
13:00- depart to Polluted City
18:00- arrival at Polluted City
19:00- KL Chapter Farewell Party
22:35- leave for Sentral
23:05- arrived in Sentral 
23:35- train to Serdang

Sunday, June 14th 2009.

00:05- arrived in Serdang
00:40- arrived in The Homely Comfort Room, the fugly hostel.
01:00- laundry, errands
04:00- sleep
11:00- awake
12:00- clean room
14:00- get ready
16:20- leave for KL
17:35- arrived in Desa Kudalari (Dingy's place)
18:45- walk to Jalan Alor for breakfast, lunch and dinner 
19:55- walk to Pavilion
21:35- back to Desa Kudalari
22:00- travel channel, download Mac updates, Gaga

Monday, June 15th 2009.

01:00- sleep
06:30- awake
06:55- leave for Pudu Girl's School- AFS KL Interview
07:50- arrived in Pudu Girl's School
08:15- start conduct interview/group activities/games
13:55- morning sessions end
13:57- lunch break
14:15- resume afternoon sessions
17:30- ends interview/games
18:15- leaves for Sentral
18:40- arrives in Masjid Jamek, bumped into 11 students and Amelia
19:25- train rush hour, late
19:35- settle down, send off everyone [11+4+3=students, volunteers]
19:45- online, send urgent resume to Dad
20:05- dinner
20:15- typing these

probability to happen the next few hours..

20:50- be back in Serdang
21:25- shuttle bus
22:00- back in the fugly hostel
22:30- settle down, laundry
23:00- sleep, hopefully?

Tuesday, 16th June 2009.

06:15- awake, get ready
07:15- leave for Sentral
08:05- arrive in Sentral
08:30- gather everyone in McD
09:00- leave for Mid Year Camp



I officially have no life until Thursday and that shall last for about 18 hours, and will end the moment I get my results. Saturday, I leave the country until the 28th. Suddenly, sleep is an indulgence that is too expensive to even obtain. 


Saturday, June 13, 2009

Breathless

I am back in the city. 








And a busy week ahead. 





I need to make appointment with sleep, we're not destined to be together.


Thursday, June 11, 2009

To Love Somebody

It has been a few days since I last posted anything up. I am home. Its the best place to be in the world, geographically. Also, tremendously priceless to be with loved once after a whole long months of hectic and cluttered mess of my mind. Its rather strangely therapeutic to just laze and sleep like the kitty cat. 

I could barely remember what I have been doing the past few days. All I can remember is mostly sleep, eat, play with cat, watch The Nanny and The Simpsons, and few long hours indulging with Nigella and Jamie Oliver plus several more hours watching Kardashian and thats pretty much how the cycle has been.

I was in Little India with Nadiah for her Photo Communication class where we snap for a bit and there was an entire I <3>Tok Nah and Mami. Tok Nah has been with the family since she was 2 years old and she is almost 80. She is not related but has been taking care of my mum and Mami, whom is my mum first cousin, as in the eldest in their family tree as well as many other people in the family including myself. Mami is famous for her Roti Sorai/Jala, Pulut Kacau and Biskut Jem Tart as well as Acar. Her granddaughters plays squash for the country. I love these two ladies the most and would never miss a chance to visit them each time I come home.

Mami treated me some meals of scrumlicious chunky satay with unusually sweet gravy with some nice Bihun Singapore (more of white vermicelli with pepper) and pulut udang. These ladies don't earn much and in fact they don't have earnings at all rather than few orders they make and financial courtesy from other relatives. I earned so much of love and joy from them and treasure it to death and love them to bits. 

Meanwhile at home, mak has been making Kari Ikan Kering and Gulai Ketam - the few of my favorite homemade delicacies. I eat them to the point you may think there is no need to clean the plate. Nothing in the Big City could ever be compared with such heavenly joy as it is at home. 

Also, its just rather too rewarding to be having Koko Krunch in the middle of the night when one feels hungry. I don't have the proper storage to keep milk back in college and thus its just a stunning privilege to be at home even for just a week. I wish I could have more time but due to other faithful commitment I would have to sacrifice the other remaining week of such penny short semester break.

A trip to Batu Feringghi would definitely complete part of the homecoming trip especially on getting some DVDs. Sometime, they become extinct throughout the night due to police raid and if one is lucky you're good to go. Its illegal, anyway and people still buy them. The world is just too expensive for original product sometimes. Capitalism, see. Not ordinary behavior but just rather cognitive dissonance. 

The last 4 mornings at home are spent at the driving school. I learned how to park and how to go on the hill yesterday and today I learned how to drive on the road. Its jaw-dropping sometime and I feel I'm getting the hang of balancing the clutch and accelerator. 

I shall retire to bed or otherwise it will be another tiring day. I need to pack back to the Evil City too..



[P/S: I know you might read, and have been reading since January 14th 2008 - based of the comment found and might just not notice any crap but the title is for you]