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Pulau Perhentian

I’m missing the sun, sea and sand already. I should be basking myself in the warm sunshine by now or splashing sea water at Chinaman or making out in the sea while the waves come washing my bikini away wtf that almost happened. Guess what?! It’s raining now in KL T.T Such life I have at home.

 

2 years ago

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Redang Island

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Pics taken when I was in Redang

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And I was once so fair that I looked like I would melt under the sun

 

2 years later

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Perhentian Island

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With my Chinaman

 

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When it was still dark

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But when it got brighter, things started to go a little crazy


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Hahahahhahaha. He looks so happy here 😛

 
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Lousy photographer wtf

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And we camwhored. Jangan pakai cermin mata hitam aku wtf. And then he looked away because he saw some bikini babes. Babi.

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There..he looked again. “Baywatch”. Caught in the act. Asshole.

 

Oh when we were tanning we can’t help but to secretly snap pictures of ang mohs in bikini and someone was hoping so much that one of them would actually tan nude. I HATE YOU OKAY!

 

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More pictures but lazy la. All I can say is I look like a Vietnamese now because I am so tanned that it scares me and stupid tanlines! I want even tan pls. Next stop..Langkawi in July 🙂

 

We were very disappointed with the resort at first but then we both fell in love with the beach eventhough there were better beaches. PIR wasn’t as great as expected because the rooms were a little rundown. Imagine a chalet which normally is separated into 2 rooms are separated into 4 in PIR. Just imagine how small the rooms are. And the facilities were all old and used as if it was hit by the tsunami. I was pretty apalled at the management because we were obviously conned by the professionally done website. The actual product was far from expectation. VERY FAR. From KL to the UK wtf. And it lacks one thing, water activities. Activities such as banana boat, jetskiing and those bullshits weren’t found here. So besides snorkelling, diving, tanning and swimming, there isn’t much to do.

Oh yes…PIR’s swimming pool was crap. And it was so hidden at the back of the resort. Even a big bottle of mineral water costed us RM6.90. So expensive meh? I can get cheaper elsewhere okay. But the food was good. And it has the best beach in Perhentian I think because when we walked to the other side of the island to other resorts, the beach was crap. Then when it was time to leave things have to be so screwed up that made us pulling our own hair wtf. The boat was 30mins late. The van was 15mins late to depart from the jetty and the driver, who is old, had to drive so slowwwwwwwwwwwwww that I swear I would just pull him out of his seat and drive the freakin van myself. But I don’t know the way so I didn’t. And you know what? He had to tag one of his friend along and bring him on tour while sending us to the airport. Sort of like showing him around. Eh….do it next time pakcik. We have a flight to catch. Cis. If the check in counter close up on us you’re gonna pay for our tickets.

But this is the first romantic getaway I had with Chinaman so it was all good and I love every bits of being together with him. So I would not let such small matters get into my head. But we will go to Laguna Redang next year k?

 

And I hate poker 🙂

i pray

i can’t sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp. tulibu libu douchuuuuuuuuuuuu. sigh. results out tomorrow.

aku nak pray to all the gods out there. please please please let it be good. i promise i will be goodbest wtf.

will try to sleep now…*golek golek*

Coffee, tea or maggi mee?

Aku sudah berafro wtf. I have maggi mee hair now. I look like a lion but I’m loving the hair. Muahahhahahaha. So much hair even if it’s maggi mee I would be so full eating it wtf. Mi maggi cepat dimasak sedap dimakan. I swear this hair is so unique that not many people have it so I’m very proud wtf. Okay la maybe there are people out there with this maggi mee but I don’t care la.

She left us once again. After a month of staying together, sharing the same room, and same everything I feel sad when it’s time to bid goodbye. For once I feel that the queen size bed is a little too big. Take care.

Fish spa

Fish spas have been the recent rage and many have treated it as the “foot treatment” towards smoother and healthier feet. But then again, imagine hundreds of fishes (also known as flesh eating fishes wtf) biting away dead skins from customers’ feet, random customers, strangers whom you don’t know of and most importantly, you do not know the diseases they might carry. Imagine again, the same fishes bite on a customer with skin diseases and the said customer soaks his/her feet in the water and then the same fishes bite on another customer who again soaks in the same pool of water. The diseases could be passed on no? This is possible if the two customers have wounds on their feet. And this is also possible for the transmission of HIV. Well, could be possible in my opinion. I just think that the fish spa thingy is a little overrated and it might not be as healthy as people think it is. This is solely based on my personal point of view. Please don’t sue me fish spa owners wtf.

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feed my children..feed!!! *pic from chinadaily.com*

Krabi

Back from Krabi and I’m all tanned and planning to go darker. I am so tempted to perm my hair once again after leaving it straight for a year. And I’m not getting the normal curls that you see on the street but I’m getting the frizzy braided kind. AHHAHAHAHHA. AFRO! Yes. Just wait and see la. Might go tmr. So scared *shivers*

Ohhh..I got tan lines. I think it’ll look better if I’m less red. I look like a frickin lobster right now and my shoulder hurts. Krabi was okay but I think Redang was better. The beach in Krabi was so so and the sand wasn’t as fine and clean as Redang. I hope Perhentian will be better. And I will not go under the sun at noon wtf why was I so stupid.

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view from high up

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the island that looks like a turkey. does it?

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the paparazzi shot. ya allah why am i so short.

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the room.

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the beds with “elephants” on it.

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view from the balcony.

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my driver cum slave.

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us.

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more us before jumping into the pool. ignore the nipple =D

next stop…perhentian =D can’t wait.

Pixie dust

 

If this is true then it would be amazing. Like Claire Bennett in Heroes wtf. Tissue regeneration. And maybe it can help Vitiligo patients with cells regeneration too! Then I can chop off my fingers and have it grow back wtf. Then maybe if I’m angry I can chop off Chinaman’s “hahahahahahha” and then have it grow back when I’m not so angry anymore wtf. And it’s made of substance from a pig’s bladder. What if I rear a pig and ground its bladder then I just sprinkle the dust on wounds. Suddenly tumbuh satu nen nen lagi kan bagus? OHHH.. DEN PLASTIC SURGEONS WILL BANKRUPT OMG! I’m so smart. Okay I’m gonna open a farm wtf. *snorts*

Hohoho

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vs

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See the resemblance?

Sudah lama ya…

It’s been a whileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Lalala~

Ya so exams over and I am a freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee woman now don’t mind the fact that I have to look for a job, plan for holiday trips, meet up with friends, watch all the series/movies that I’ve missed during the whole academic term, do laundry wtf and the list goes on. Ya allah.

I think this whole first class second upper shit is driving me nuts because I think I don’t stand a chance to be in those 2 categories. Why can’t they just let us graduate with an honours degree without putting us in any of these like la we’re not tortured enough during the no holiday stressful expensive years. Yeah, we had no term breaks and the fees did killed me and my parents a bit. But whatever it is…I’M A GRADUATE NOW! WOOHOOOO!!! *dances like a chicken*

Yaya. Something happened and I’m scarred for life wtf. Chinaman, if you do that again, NO TURNING BACK THIS TIME. YOU HEAR ME???!!!!!

Wooo…eventful week. Went for UNIM Farewell Dinner thingy in Boulevard Hotel which suckalingam to the Abuneneh (I don’t know what is this word but my 3 yr old cute baby cousin sister says it pretty often) in my opinion. The food la. The company was great! Didn’t know that they can actually have so much fun but my night wasn’t so fun because I hate being disturbed like this. When a person said no, he/she meant NO. Which part of NO you don’t get la? The N or the O? Wtf. As if once is not enough…he had to do it 5 times?! F-I-V-E freaking times! Ya allah get a life please.

Then brother’s sweet sixteen. So gay. Of course la the celebration wasn’t like those sweet sixteens they showed on MTV. That will probably happen if my dad is Donald Trump and my mom is Giselle Bundchen (she’s the highest paid model for now) wtf. I watched this episode of Sweet 16 before and there’s this guy, his dad offered to get him a convertible but he chose the big ass SUV instead. What’s with Americans and their big cars? The Naza at home also I feel like crushing it into bits and pieces so I can use them to play lastik. I mean nobody’s using it and mom keeps using my car because she said IT’S SMALL AND CONVENIENT AND EASY TO DRIVE. Eh hello, if you don’t plan to drive your Naza please don’t buy it. You get it to let the value depreciate is it? Then sell it at a lower price? Charity work ah? Ciz then my car like shit because it’s so ugly and smelly and dirty like me wtf I don’t feel like driving it anymore also hahahhaha. Okay whatever. I am hungry I wanna eat.

Peace out my homies wtf.

we share the same forehead (think Tyra Banks)

we share the same face shape (think roti canai)

we share the same issue of baldness (sighhhhh)

we share the same problem of having almost nonexistent eyebrows (omg hahahahha seriously!)

we laughed at stupid things easily

we love speaking at the top of our lungs (yeah we practically go on a yelling match everytime we talk. because we’re loud!)

we have the same taste in men (my dad and Chinaman are surprisingly quite alike. omg……)

we are both silly and disgusting (yes don’t even try asking to what extent. hahahaha)

we are both absent minded

we utter the most ridiculous things ever and still think that they are believeable wtf

we always say the funniest things at the wrong time

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taken while waiting for our flight home from kuala terengganu (ignore my face)

i am sorry that i’d never taken the time to understand you. i’m sorry that i’d never allowed you into my life. i’m sorry that i was so rude to you before. i’m sorry that afterall the advices you gave me i still let you down. i’m sorry that i always talk back at you. i’m sorry that i made you cry countless times. i’m sorry that i didn’t willing to tell you things about myself. i’m sorry that i didn’t give you the mother and daughter relationship that other people have/you wished to have. i’m sorry that i’ve used up your hard earned money for my degree. i’m sorry that i didn’t lessen your workload by helping out in doing chores. i’m sorry that i’d once thought of wanting another mother. i’m sorry for saying things that hurt your feelings. but i am glad that we’re closer than we thought we were and i really love you ma. i hope that the next mother’s day you won’t have to work like how you always do to make our lives a little more comfortable.

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what’s with the face? cannot kiss meh????!!!

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the round face we both share

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Happy Mother’s Day. I love you.

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hohoho! you’re such a cool mom. me love.

How not to?

Throughout my life, I’ve been meeting people from all walks of life. Some are such angels that you just feel like picking them up and put them on your shelf for display (wtf) but some are like devils whom you feel like kicking them to the curb and spit on them. Yeah that’s how bad those people can be and how bitchy I CAN BE.

Am I destined to meet people who treat me like trash? Or at least spare me a life I have my own too. I am in no place to judge a person but I certainly can sense it when a person is being nice or rude. I don’t really care if you are a friend but treating others like trash isn’t the right thing to do. Sometimes in the state of confusion, frustration, anger or panic can make you a lot worse than who you really are. And I can relate. Yes I was stressed, I was frustrated, I was panic and I was angry. But it wasn’t all my fault you know? And I can’t help but to put the blame on you, well partly. You neglected our group project because you didn’t have time for your own. I am not trying to be an insensitive bitch here but look, you can cost us our 50% off our finals. We are third year students. Show some responsibilities or at least, show some sense of commitment. You are committed but to a certain extent, it turned out to be the wrong kind of commitment. You suggested us to do unnecessary things and it wasn’t even relevant to our work. If you were to do it, don’t drag us in. You can settle your own little “task”. The whole group against it. And I thought it would be some masterpiece but it ended up like an elementary school work. You can’t blame us for not putting your work in.

Also, your part of task wasn’t what we wanted and I particularly asked you to ammend it. Did you? No. You chose to tell me “I will do it when I’m done with my individual assignment”. And in the end, you still didn’t ammend the shit you pooped out. Alright, so we all didn’t have time to do the ammendments for you but no, it’s not a small part. It’s two huge part of our assignment. The introduction and the conclusion. We have to give an impact at the beginning and the end of the assignment but now it turned out crappy. So what kind of impression will it leaves the lecturer with? Effortless. Yeah that was what it tells me.

And you came in 2 hours late on the day we turned it in and you dared to leave early before we could actually include your part into our compilation. Actually we could have handed in 2 hours earlier than expected but because of you we handed in 2 hours later than the deadline. How could you? Have you any sense at all? I guess not. Sorry is not enough. I was angry to the extent that I wish not to speak to you again because clearly you did not take our work seriously. It was a group work not an individual. I don’t care how you fucked your individual work but I certainly do not wish to see you fuck ours. So what if it was your bf’s birthday? I didn’t celebrate my bf’s bday because we (me and bf) were busy working on our group project too. And you were part of it but you acted as if it was only mine and bf’s. So much for everything we’ve done for the group. Sometimes it makes me wonder if you’re that worthy of my anger.

I’ve tried so hard not to judge you but you do not give me any credibility not to. But I’m glad that the nightmare’s over. This tells me that you have to be wise in choosing the people you work with because the wrong people just fuck you up nicely and they won’t even feel sorry bout it.

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