Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Betong trip

Decided to update a bit XD

So, this Betong trip was held during Deepavali. Just out of random my father wanted to go to Betong Thailand because he got holidays. Me and my family departed on friday, around morning and took around 4-5 hours to reach the border.

Before we reached the Malaysia custom, my father suggested to park our car and took the TuTu car to go Thailand. This suggestion was rejected because it was ridiculous and it was proven that our decision was wise as we did not saw a single TuTu car along the way to Betong.

U noe what is bad about Thailand custom? We need to pay to get our passport stamped, wth. Not pay once for all passport, but for EACH passport, what nonsense. And when we went back to Malaysia, need to pay AGAIN. 1 thing good about Malaysia, we can lodge report if the officer tries to ask for bribe lol

The transport in Betong was like, wow. More than 90% were motorcyclists, and they dun wear helmet, they can answer phone when driving, and a motor can fits more than 3 person, how amusing XD. Oh yea, and they DUN follow traffic light.

Had a few funny scenes where the communication was a big issue in Betong.

Scene 1: We tried to buy some satay at the roadside and so we ask:
we: ini daging apa?
hawker: &^^&%&$%&%$&.....
we (scratching head) : Daging ayam?
hawker: *(*(&$#$#$@$$...... babi..$#%$#@%@
we: oh ok, mau 10 ayam 10 babi bungkus

and so we sat at the side to eat some tong sui while waiting for the satay. 10 mins later, the hawker brought the satay and thought we were eating on the spot. So we said:

we: bungkus bungkus...
hawker: ............................ (with blur face)
we: tapao tapao.....
hawker: ........( still blur)
we: pa bao (hokkien)
hawker: ..............(still blur)
we: take away take away....
hawker: ................(blur)

we were like walao eh, and somehow she managed to catch the meaning lol

Nothing much to be seen in Betong, during this trip, we went to several places such as the Hot Spring and the Communist hideout on the second day. Quite interesting for the Communist hole hideout and they have the museum for communist lol. It was my first time in hotspring and ofcuz i dint took a bath there, just putting my legs XD

 Here are some pics:
the satay hawker XD






Something i learnt after the trip, those who noe how to speak mandarin are most probably Communist lol

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

On hiatus

Have no mood to update my blog, recently piled up assignments in short sem are the pain in the ass. Too many stuffs to be done within a few weeks time.

Will try to update more, if my enthusiasm is back XD

tata

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Adorable!




awww, so cute XD

Btw, after i swifted to setapak for study purpose, in order to reduce expense, i decided to cook in the unit. Well, since there is no fridge, i used can food as ingredient. The result is, it tastes SUCK & DISGUSTING,hahahaha. My 1st time of cooking, what to do. The rice is hard, the can food smells stink, worse thing is, i gotta finish the whole thing, omg.

After few days of cooking,at least most of  the the rice is not hard,phew. XD

till den..

Saturday, October 2, 2010

My Study Place

Suppose to blog this a few months back but well, late is better then nothing :)

These are some pictures of my place in pv3 melati utama and of course those pics were snapped few months back.




















jeremy's room XD

It is a nice place to study though, cuz jeremy and roy always went out for erhem cc,lmao. 

till then..

Monday, September 6, 2010

Oh là là!!!!!

After 20 days of waiting, my phone is back!!!! omg, i missed my phone so bloody much XD

Friday, August 27, 2010

Back to BSD

Came back yesterday around evening after staying in setapak for almost 2 weeks XD. Anyhow home is still the best place to be.

Well, i was too busy last week until i dun even have a day off, going to UTAR from monday till sunday, what a life. Some of you might wonder why i have to go even on sunday, the answer is i went for the USSDC thingy, it is some kind of talk, i think is critical thinking and how to communicate with different colleagues, yea something like that. For UTAR-ians, we gotta earn this USSDC points for like at least 100 marks to get a cert blah blah, need to pay for the talk, damn.

I am not that homesick surprisingly after i stay outside. I felt slightly lonely whenever there is no noise around, haha. The 2 gays ciao back every friday and come back on sunday. Still can cope with the new environment but i am sick of outside food already, expensive and not tat tasty.

Oh yes, miss my rabbits  so much and the white rabbit is getting older already, the black fur on it nose is getting more obvious, haha.

Programming is such a pain in my ass man, like seriously. I use computer, i dun study them and now i have to use their damn machine language,ouch. This is the suck-iest subject i ever have, i cant even get full mark for my 3 assessments, damn emo la.

Thats all for now, UTAR has no life, hahahahaha

Monday, August 9, 2010

Random

*cough cough* looks like i did not update this blog for so long.XD

Well, quite busy recently, the tight schedule in UTAR is killing me slowly. From monday till sat evening, what kind of life is this. I always heard that uni life is fun, but i guess any uni student other than UTAR-ians will have a fun life during their course. I hardly have any time to spare on movies and loitering in OU, damn that is driving me crazy slowly.

Oh yes, I will be moving in to Melati Utama Setapak soon, probably this sunday. There goes my leisure life at home all these while. Have to cook myself ( i hope there is a kitchen there), wash the clothes myself, probably going to see roy swinging his rumoured white underwear around and singing in the bathroom everyday and etc.Well, at least there are gym and swimming pool over there, hope that i can lose some weight.

Not going back home every weekend as i have class on sat,poor thing i know :(  but roy and jeremy are, damn i am going to be the housekeeper for every weekend, oh man.

Nah, i am so sleepy right now. à demain et Au rovoir