Sigh, even though I already have such a busy week, I still signed up as a facilitator in Children Camp, which is supposed to start in another 7 more hours. My already lagging behind assignment will be left even farther behind. On the bright side, I will be entertaining and playing with orphans for the next two days, literally spending 24 hours a day with them. Perhaps, karma will play its role and I will find myself picking up the pace again.
Life has taken an even drastic turn and I now found my life even hectic compared to a few days before. Between assignments, editorial board, and all my outside activities, I really need to have a break sometimes although this hectic life is caused by me sleeping 10 hours a day. So, I’ll be back!.
If you look to the side of this web page, you will see that I had added a section to link to my friends. The first three listed are there because of my gratitude that they managed to snoop up this little masterpiece of mine and added a link in their blogs to this place.
Hence, if any of you wants me to link anywhere and if I indeed do know you, drop me a line, a comment or a shout out. Anything. Just make sure I get the message lah. Although the link section is still limited to my friends and acquaintances, who knows, someday I might enlarge it instead.
I’m fuming now. Why can’t people just open their mouth and ask? Today, I meet two computer illiterate Blacks (didn’t mean any racial discrimination here) trying to print out their lecture notes in the printing center. They were taking their sweet time mumbling around and rummaging through the computer. Being the nice and patient person that I am, I don’t care about them that much.
But the agony of waiting turns to minutes and yet they were still printing something (unfortunately, the printing center only has one computer for printing). Soon, another foreign student joined me. He was not as patient as me and within minutes, he already start grumbling to me about them.
By now, half an hour passed, and finally, one of them finish, I was about to go for my turn when his friend said: “Wait, I want to print too”. That was the last straw. Even the shop owner was also wondering what they are doing. Does it takes a man half an hour to print any lecture notes? Everyone in the center was looking at them before this, but they act like they know how to operate things. So, we keep mums. Turns out, they don’t know how to print with the computer, they do not understand the function of macro and painstakingly prints each and everyone of the slides which their lecturer gave them.
If they only open their mouth and ask, it would had been over within minutes. Instead, it took half an hour to complete. True, I am at fault too because I should have asked them what’s wrong. In the end, the owner’s son took pity on me and help me print out just one flimsy paper. Half an hour for just one paper. Not a good trade off at all!
Just in case anyone didn’t notice. There is a small link down there at the side which will send you to a chat box. This is not permanent! I put this up so that some of the pesky visitors who keeps on bugging me to put one will stop to annoy me.
Why didn’t I put it in the front page? Easy, cause WordPress won’t allow me to do so. 😛
Our Day 2 of the Malacca Trip start of with homemade breakfast by the committee members. If there are any suitors out there looking for a wife or husband who can cook well, find them. Their cooking are excellent.
The first agenda of the day is a trip to Water World.
Here, everyone is planning which ride to go on first.
There are a lot of pictures took inside Water World but not in my camera because I scared it get wet and we already have an official photographer by our side 😛 Sadly, I obtained the photos from other cameras already but stupid China made low quality pendrive turn corrupt and delete almost 1.2 Gb of photos away. So, now, no pictures of us in Water World.
But the rides there are quite usual, just some average rides you play along with your friends or in tube. The only exhilarating ride there is the tallest one. Wow, that is a real adrenaline rush. You go without a tube and all you have to do is slide down a long……. water slide. There are two types of slides there. One where you cannot see anything and then just slide down in one continuous slope down. The other one, although it may look less terrifying than the first one, is definitely scarier. It is also a slide with the same height but there are two horizontal path along the slide. There is really nothing that scary when you go down it except when you reach the horizontal path. Even scarier is if you wear a goggles like me so you can see where you are going. I practically feel that I was leaving the surface of the slide when I was leaving the horizontal section of the slide. What if I decide to twist around at that specific moment? Surely, I would have went off course and that’s the end of my story. Any rational men would tucked in their hand be still like me, but what if the person down the slide is irrational? That will one dark record for the theme park operator. I think they should put a net around the slide just in case.
Spending a few hours there is certainly taxing on my body because my stomach is already grumbling before we even reached there. So, when I am swimming in the wave pool, I felt a little seasick. Must be the lack of glucose in my body. I always feel a little giddy if I am hungry.
Luckily, after that, they were all feeling hungry too and we all go for lunch. Hah, I finished a meal portion for two person there in just a flash. In fact, the committees were telling me not to eat so much because they still other places to go to eat next.
Before we left the place, the A’ Famosa souvenir shop allows anyone to take photos with a yellow python if they purchase stuff above RM10. Those blood suckers. The cheapest thing is priced around RM 9.90 so you need to buy another piece to qualify (and low quality one because I later found out that the merchandises I bought are all rusty).
These two girls have got guts. They were playing with the snake most of the time. Emily especially.
Whereas I could only attempt to stuff the snake’s head into my mouth. Brave leh me. Soon, the next destination is still to eat …again!?
McQuek’s Satay Celup. I don’t know what is so special about this restaurant but they only let us cook our food in peanut gravy.
Our food boiled in peanut sauce. It’s hot!
This is my meal. Yes, I know it is a bit too little for a guy but I always have the option to take some more.
These two are obviously enjoying their meal. 😛
Our group photo. I’m eating with the girls group where there are only two guys in it. The whole bunch took up three different tables but I’m only showing one group here. Although this is a girls majority group, they sure can eat a lot. Our table manage to consume around 140 sticks of satay celup compared to the all guys table who consume around 180 sticks. Not that much different, right? Oh yes, something happened at another table, not from our tour one lah. Apparently, fire shot out from under the table where they are eating. The boss says there is nothing serious and he will look into the problem. But, no one dare to go near that table after that.
Our final event for the night is to shop through Jonker Walk. Since the Wesak is approaching, that place is packed with people. There is a singing performance going on when I reached there.
While browsing through the place, someone (I don’t remember who) recommended us to try out the Jonker Walk famous cendol. I don’t know anything about famous but the line waiting there is long. So, as the initiator, the one who recommends need to wait in line to purchase a few bowls of cendol for us.
The cendol. It is very sweet. You see the brown layer on top, it is a thick glaze of melted Malacca sugar. If you don’t think it is sweet enough. Look at the jug of melted brown sugar behind my cendol. Help yourself, eat until you can get diabetes, for all that I care.
Some of the stalls here. Hmmm, I wonder if bargaining is allowed here. After a disastrous experience with the stalls in Kek Lok Si, Penang, I seems to have lost respect to any of the stall hawkers but the goods here look reasonably priced.
After that, we gather back in a place as planned beforehand. Call me a male chauvinistic pig, but why can’t the girls be punctual at all! The deal is to gather together at 11pm sharp. Albert and I were the earliest there at 11 pm. Malaysia Rubber Time still applies here, so we give allowances for them to be a few minutes late. Soon, all the guys were gathered around. But where are the girls? Only two or three returned because they were following the guys group or their boyfriends.
We wait and wait and wait until 11.30 pm when the girls suddenly showed up. Grrrrr, why can’t they be a bit punctual for once. They said they were not the last one because still got a guy behind them, but that is because he is the one sent to go and find you girls! Aiyo.
While waiting, we fool around with the things we bought.
Cowboy Jedi versus the Botak Monk Jedi.
I think this guy is a MCA politician. If so, I really wanted to meet him in person. I never thought I would see a politician so muscular before. Previously, my assumptions are that they only sit in air-conditioned room dealing with the people, where did they get the time to exercise until like that. Slacking off, is it? So brave to post up a large signboard picture of himself for public view. Must be a very vain person.
And this is the building right across the road from the picture.
It is a little blur, but this is the Malacca fire department building. Instead of the usual “BOMBA” sign which signals fire brigade, the lettering shows out “BOMB”! Why did the firemen still dare to stay in this building? They should called the anti-explosive squad inside instead.
Studying in college is hard. Especially if you need to complete tens of pages worth of assignment each week with an extremely ineffective internet service provider and fussy lecturer at hand. Now, I understand why it is suicidal to take this course in the short semester. Combined with all the activities I dragged myself into 🙁 Oh no! How did I get myself drowning in everything?
With all the pressure contained within me, will I ever be able to release it like the trickle of water or will I explode under the tremendous pressure?
Yesterday was another hectic night for me. Sigh, where can I get the energy to last through the day.
Oh, what confidence, what style, oozing with sexy gracefulness – that is the Latin dance.
As you can guess it, I performed a Latin dance performance last night. Just a small one, but at least I can show my stuff. Since we only practiced the routine in just two practice because of the short amount of preparation time, our performance was so-so lah. Just enough to please the crowd.
So, when someone ask me whether I was the one dancing last night this morning, I don’t know whether to be happy with pride or to hung my face with shame from humility. Since I did not managed to perform the best I could.
The performing pairs. My partner, Natalie is the one on my left.
After the dance, I went on to the chess club meeting instead of returning to my room. What an ego boost to me after the person that I thrashed 3 – 0 was told to me as a state chess player. Has my level of play improve that much or is it just that he is letting me having an easy game?
After finishing three games, I move on towards the Adventure club gathering night. Wah, why so hectic one my life!
A scene of the Adventure Club arena, it is jam packed with people.
I take it light this time and just watch the show. When I arrived, the committees are asking the participants to play a game of passing water balloons around without using their hands. The emcee also requested the people there not to throw the water balloons around because the sound system is around them. But, being teenagers, they never listened and throw a few balloons around.
Haha, retribution. The committee then continue to play a game of Simon Says where they have to sit on the floor. Does anyone wants to sit on a wet floor caused by themselves? 😛
Tired, I returned back to my room. That would be the end of my day, but not before I show off my new shirt I just received.
Know what it says?
The crazy members of the LEO club. Instead of the usual charity works always held, the LEO club members instead decided to treat ourselves with a trip to Malacca.
I spent my whole weekend on a group trip with the LEO club members to A’Famosa Resort as well as touring around interesting places in Malacca.
The trip was fun with the committee members trying to have ice breaking games on board the bus. It was a chaotic ride all the way to Malacca. However, I was greeted with a sight I deemed to be quite inappropriate: “Melawat Melaka Bermakna Melawat Malaysia” which is roughly translated to “Visiting Malacca Means Visiting Malaysia”. For those who understand that no one country can be briefly described with a few words, they will understand why I am quite upset with this slogan. No two places are the same. You cannot compare the bustling city life of Kuala Lumpur to the tranquil beaches of Kuala Terengganu or mysterious virgin rain forest of Danum Valley. Even the attitude of the people in two places are not the same. Blah, how shortsighted is the Malacca Tourism Board when setting up this obnoxious signboard.
This is us in the bus. This is took once we managed to settle down.
Once we reach the place (a rented bungalow in the middle of nowhere), it was dark and all of us are hungry. At least they prepared some food beforehand to fill the stomachs first. Soon, some went on to sing karaoke and watch cartoons while others, including me, went on to slave at the barbecue pit to prepare chicken wings for the lazy bums consumption. One by one, the slaves left to join the entertainment inside the house until there were a few of us left. So, someone got naughty and in one by one, people were thrown and pushed into the swimming pool.
For those who claimed sanctuary by having any electronic gadgets like hand phones and cameras, they were not spared as the gang stripped the people of all belongings and whoosh, in you go. Fortunately for Matthew and me, we were spared to the last because we all still had electronic devices on us and the two last people who are still barbecuing food for them, partially also because I was barbecuing two chicken wing and threaten to stick the skewer into their asses if they come near me. Unfortunately, the immunity did not last long and we both scampered into the house when they show every bit of evil intention onto us. Sigh, I even broke my slipper strap in the process.
Safely inside the haven (bungalow), we join the entertainment of watching Tom and Jerry cartoons. Our joy was short felt when the outside people asked us to come out. Like idiots, the others went out, oblivious of the danger even after the warning I gave them.
Turns out, they are not pulling our legs after all because it was a suprise birthday celebration for one lucky girl. Still, both matthew and I are too afraid cautious to venture out in the first place. We only went out to enjoy the cake and then rush in again.
This is the lucky girl.
A group photo of us although everyone is looking at different cameras. Noticed that I almost cannot be seen because I am short and stand in the back since I am afraid they might pull a stunt on me if I get any closer to them. The swimming pool is just behind the photographer.
After everything is over, we head back into the house to play cards. However, it is not just any type of card game. It is an adapted version of doctor, police, murderers, and villagers where the position of the player is drawn out by the luck of the card’s drawn out. Here, the murderers are supposed to kill a villager each round while the doctor trying to rescue someone in the hope of preventing a death and the police trying to figure out who are the murderers. Then, the villagers are suppose to have a council (all position kept secret) where they kick off someone from the game whom the majority believed to be one of the murderers. It is all psychology here where the murderers try to convince the council that others are the murderers instead and the police also has his or her own opinion.
Anyway, I was fortunate (or is it unfortunate) to pick out the doctor position most of the time where I performed spectacularly awful with no one who I managed to rescue. This game took a few hours until 2am and beyond when it is disbanded after the participant are tired. However, I only sleep around 3am because I am waiting for the bathroom to shower.
And that concludes Day 1 and Night 1 of the Malacca Trip.
Just returned from Malacca. Exciting trip and I enjoyed it. However, I missed out on Kaisouki Matsouri in the morning. Since, all the “big” actions are usually in the morning, I did not get to play along as well. It could be worse. Su Lin actually wants me to cosplay as a girl today because apparently I am handsome. Nah, it is because I am petite and just the right size for a girl. I also do not have any bulging stomach and a wig will cover up my short hair perfectly T_T. Where is my manhood in doing that?
Oh, and Jeffrey found out about this. Apparently, he is the only one to put up a link here in his blog to give me some publicity (his blog got no traffic one) but I don’t want it, yet. I told him that I got more online presence power than him. It is true anyway. And, he is also the only one hogging this blog because all the hit counts are made by him.