What is your sense of smell?

I’m supposed to be in bed by this time, cause i need to get up early for work...but, but, but.. I took a day of for tomorrow because of the hectic schedule that I was working for the past previous Saturday. So here am I now at my parents house getting used to my brother’s pc to put this post up..

As I freshen up to get to bed 5 mins ago, I realized that I did not brought the bag which I has all my moisturizer and toner in..

.damn....

so I dash into my mums room and get hold of anything which I knew I can make use off..

As I stared into my mum’s dressing table mirror, and slab on some night cream, I saw a reflection of myself becoming more like my mum...

(snap) * shakes head frantically

suddenly, I began to remember how I was, when I was kid , barely even at my mum’s waist, I used to see her from the reflection of the mirror, the same one that she is till using now, I vividly remember how she used the put the creams on her face….. and how I love the smell…( my mum's smell & the mixture of it) thats the smell of my mum with the creams that she put on her face…....I would tip toes on my tiny feet, and my eyes will briefly scan through the container that my mum use because i was so short and i could barely see the surface of the dressing table... and my little finger would stretch jus to touch the container….being mischievous, my mum would then dab a little on my nose and my forehead and how I would mimic her even as she strokes her finger on her face and she would jus fringe a little so that the cream would absorbed in.

Fast forward 20 years and I’m now in front of my mum’s dressing table, doing exact same thing that she does most of the night and even now…

Well, maybe a little more extra moisturizer my mum uses now..such as anti-aging, eye cream, serum and so much more than keeps me wondering that she is still the same mum that I knew her 24 years ago… memories start flashes before me and I knew it…..

“hey, those are anti-anging cream la..u old already meh?” my mum spoke as she entered the room

“no-la , I didn’t use..jus experimenting only….”

And before I left , I opened the container again that says “night cream” and smell it before I left her room..

Somehow, sometimes, No matter where you are, an what are you doing, and how far life has brought u, there a certain things that will always be remembered and will not be erased from our memory, like the “sense of smell”… it can always give u a certain memories that you have been thru whether sweet or sour, good or bad…and it makes you travel back, remembering the exact time and places….where the exact smell makes you recall your most fondest memories.....what is your memories of sense today?

Island escapade – Day 1

I’m so overdue with this post..nevertheless I still need to post it up….

To make everyone go green eye monster ..my budgeted trip cost me RM 400 with balance of RM 23.74..this cost includes

• Air ticket,
• Taxi fares,
• boat transfer,
• scrumptious seafood,
• Supper, tea break, breakfast,
  
• snorkeling trip,
  
• turtle watching,
• accommodation
• basically everything la…

We took a morning flight, and woke up wee early to be at LCCT at 6 a.m..we departed at 6.20 am and arrived Kota Bahru at 7.20 am plus , minus....

.......the ride on the plane...

Our trip was free and easy , so every decision was made there and there. We took a cab from Kota Bahru to Kuala Besut which include a return boat transfer to Pulau Perhentian.

Did I mention that my trip was to perhentian? LOL….. yeah, my trip was to perhentian…… so the whole journey from Kota Bahru Airport to the island was about 2hours and we arrived the island at 11.30 am. Which is just in time for lunch. here's the pic where i can't wait to be in the island...

We stayed in Long island because Vic mentioned that that place is damn cantik…after we checked into our chalets, we went to look for food….but take a look at this really really cantik view where we had lunch….

Muwahahhahha…extremely B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L …for a PD ians who stayed her whole life in da beach….this is one island U MUST GO….u must go!!!

After we fill our tummy… we were up for an adventurous activity…..we checked with the guide for a jungle trekking activity on the other side.???Or so the guide claimed. He is a local there and he knows the place by heart. The guide said that we will trek to the other side of the island which is called “ personal beach”

Me : personal beach ..wow! sounds cool…

Friend : How cool is that? Not that you can swim naked..?

Me : =_=’

The guide was literally wearing some “fake crocs” yellow slippers and he told us that if was safe to trek with our japanese slippers…WE BELIEVED HIM….and we got cut on our legs because there were thorns which we could not see hidden here and there during our trekking trip…

At last, after 45 mins trekking, we could hear the sounds of the waves and we quickly took a sneak peak from the massive , bush, grass, leaves ( I dunno what you called that, jus a bunch of flora crap obstructing our view).....but it was so fun...(u can see the background of the guide with his crocs)

Upon the sneak peak, we all rushed down to the “personal beach” ,…it was so damn AWESOME. ...especially at a hot afternoon …. we began to lose more clothes as the weather gets hotter.. (u guys know what i mean)

So here’s the personal beach that we were…wakakkaka..jealous rite?

... YOUR OWN BEACH..WITH FREEDOM TO:

"DO ANYTHING CAN"

Not long after that, the guide told us that there were sea cucumber in the waters and that we could eat it RAW..its so good for health..it makes your hair black and good for your tummy..although it looks pretty gross because it looks like some African dick…

...thats's what it looks like......gross isnt it?

BUT GUESS WHAT????

without hesitating , I took one out beneath the sand and started chewing it

..mmmmmmmmm..YUMMY..........................................and one more on the other hand...

Ok, ok …I was jus kidding about the sea cucumber…..i made that all up.... i didn’t eat it .., EWWW…how can one EAT SOMETHING LIKE THAT?

can’t you see that its just so GELI and wobbly and jelly look alike?

BUT I had fun playing with it, because once u took it out, THE THINGY will jus squirt water out from a tiny hole AT THE END....something like ejaculation….i had fun squirting it to all my friends…… of course they were not very happy…..but who is?

Usually the person who gets to make fun of others will always have the ULTIMATE fun….

After some cam-whoring,

soaking and squirting ,

we finally went back to Long island, and this time the 45 mins of jungle trekk seems very fast because I think people are always eager to go to places and it always seems faster to get home…nevertheless, our adventure did not stop there…upon returning to long island, we continue to take a dip at the sea till the sun set and till our tummy gets hungry…

After we had dinner, we all went back to our chalets because we had signed up for a snokerlling course the next day at 10.30 am to go see sharks, turtles, fishes, corals and whatever u can find under the sea....

That bascially ends our day one in island escape........

Life's like that….

As I sip into my morning coffee that I made myself this morning in office, I browsed through the daily headlines and saw that the student of UTAR was sexually assaulted and strangled. I wondered that the city now I live had become more notorious and each headlines is affecting my career…

Just previous day, there was this guy who bought this condo in Mon’t Kira from an auction get to know that his house contained 11pieces of crap….you can imagine his horror…OMG..

Being sick with the headline, I went and browse the internet to read some blogs that I have missed. was also blog hopping till I came to this post:

Anyone looking for a place to stay?

hahaha…she jus posted it up a day ago and I came to know that a good friend of mine actually recommend me and I coincidence saw his comment..

Life is jus so small isn’t it, coincidence? It happens….where you least expected……

P/S: i promise after this i will post about my trip k?

headache...

I’ve been having some serious headache lately, I’m so sorry for the delay, should have post up perhentian trip as well as the feasting that I’ve lost in the bet,

But the headache is really excruciating and I feel my head is really heavy one side….., konon la , this few day raining in K.L and was not bother to use umbrella….

Will blog when feel better..

What simple gestures can do!

Before I post my updated on my perhentian trip, I jus wanna share something that happen last weekend when I was on my way back to my hometown. Its actually a short story but very lengthy. Enjoy………

It was a usual Saturday, and I left for PD at 2.30 pm from KL after work and lunch. I took a public transport because I was going solo and there was no point driving. It was drizzling when I was on my way, the weather got worse and was raining cats and dogs when I approach Seremban. I arrived the Terminal at 3.45pm which is close to 4 pm.

I boarded the express bus From Seremban to PD. I took a front seat on the right, which is behind the drivers seat. Since, it was already raining heavily, everyone got on the bus very quickly and soon the bus was packed with people. Not only it was full, people were merely standing and there were all sorts of aroma. ( you know what I mean) when the lift up their arm to hold the rail. Omg!! I can jus die there….And if you guys are clear about the route, the driver will take the trunk road instead of the highway. Which he will sway from left to right and vice versa thus encouraging more people to lift their arm up to let u enjoy their perfume….

The usual bus driver is an Indian, and he would drive like a mad man. anyone who boards the bus knows that..We were halfway after mambau and he took a sharp cornering before he came to a stall. From what I saw, the front route was already flooded, it was like crossing a river infront… the monsoon drain at both sides had overflow and many cars took a 3-point angle to turn back. The road too...was merely flooded both sides leaving only less than 9 feet wide.

It was utterly, totally, impossible for a bus to take a U-turn. This bus was HUGE... The weather outside were cold, and there was a great fog on the driver's screen. I could see that drops of sweat dripping from his head to his neck. you could see that he ran out of idea... He took the towel at the rear of his steering, first to wipe his head, then to wipe the screen and then to wipe his neck,……… EEEWWWWW…..!!!! and then he switch off the air-cond!!! because he was getting angry with the FOG...

He tried to maneuvered the bus backward (reverse), but he could NOT see behind, so he maneuvered the BUS using his instinct, it was already dangerous to drive when its raining, what more driving backward with cars coming from the other direction.

IT WAS TOTAL MADNESS!!

No one in the bus offered to help, everyone were jus complaining because he had switched-off the air-cond, not one soul offer to get down from the bus to guide the driver to reverse the bus because it was raining outside.

i observed that the passenger inside were jus starring at the driver, expecting the driver to perform a MIRACLE to get them out..fast, fast!

I sense the driver was also confused. he could not possibly reverse when there were incoming cars driving into his direction. it will jus cause accident!

i could see sweats trickling down from his head wetting his collar. And then it struck me that passenger in the bus were jus selfish, despite that everyone was eager to get home, no one is willing to help.

Frustrated, the bus driver got down from the bus and seek for help, many drivers in their luxury perodua, Toyota and local cars were honking at him because they thought the driver was on a rampage and the bus were obstructing traffic. Only after that, when they overtook the bus that they knew, they could not drive further, thus all the vehicles turn back giving cold stare to the driver who was already wet and pitiful.

Alas, a courier van had came to rescue when he saw what had happened. The driver of the courier van was a malay, he did not see what skin colour the bus driver was nor did he care if it was raining heavily. He made a quick move by parking his car vertically stopping incoming vehicles so that the bus driver would be able to reverse his bus without any hassle. The malay chap also diverted incoming vehicles to turn back indicating that there was a flood.

Finally, the bus driver managed to maneuver the bus and found a little more extra space to reverse and drive away. He waved to the chap who had helped him and we were on our way home, only using the alternate route of Siliau; which took another hour to reach home sweet home.

Anyways, I reached home at 6+, more than my usual time. My mum freaked out when I told her the story and she too.. cursed the driver, what I did not tell her that if it wasn’t for the malay chap, we all may reached home even later. Then again, I was also another stranger who sat in the bus and did nothing. As I sat in the passenger seat in my mum’s car watching the drops of rain splattering the glass window ,I jus thought how simple gestures could make a very big impact to the bus driver and was jus glad that I reached home safely.

Baked and tanned.

Alas, as you can see , the title says it all…..will post about my perhentian trip later, still need to sort out the photos cause they were really crazy and hilarious photo that I need to filter…can’t post it up here, but if you see me personally, then I’ll show it you…

And need time to heal cause the sunburn in my skin is really painful..not to mentioned now that I’m almost the same colour as “mama’s boy”

Also, I shall get a hair cut tomorrow cause my trip to the sea had really caused bad bad damages for my hair and all my ends got tangled, got fed up brushing my hair to work for the past few days…

but if you ask me again if i would like to go perhantian again..my answer is YES!

For a stupid bag

Would you queue up for 4 hours or perhaps 5 hours for a bag which is design from Anya Hindmarch.

And if you don’t know who the heck is Anya, you can check her out at her website.. http://www.anyahindmarch.com/division/environmental_bags.aspx

Seriously, If you asked me, I really don’t have such patient to be queuing for such a bag….

It’s not because I could not afford such a bag but I could not afford to waste such time for a bag…

I understand if Malaysia queue up for free food or free gift , or precisely for anything that is FREE…

but a bag made of cloth which is too simple and says “ I’m not a Plastic Bag” is totally ridiculous.

People from all around Malaysia came as early as 6am to queue up only to be devastated when they found out that they are only 200 pieces…or something like that…but ….I think the queue was about 2000 people from what I read from the newspaper.

Actually, the designer Anya Hindmarch had designed the bag to raise awareness to protect our environment and to encourage people to make small changes in their behaviour… instead of using plastic bag..or “to influence in a positive way to make it the most fashionable way not to use plastic bags” or so she said….very very smart!!! - _ -''

Trust me, I’ve grew and lived in Malaysia, and nobody actually will be bother to care for the environment, all they want the world to know is that they had purchased the god damn bag.. which is

“ BRANDED”

And from what I see, they can be carrying Anya Hindmarch “ I’m not a Plastic Bag” BAG and the other hand will be occupied with whatever plastic bag they bought from Carrefour, Parkson, 7 –eleven or whatever crap stores that give them the plastic bag. You think they will be bother to preserve the environment?

I got really pissed especially when people called up the radio station this morning to show their frustration and anger..for………for not obtaining the bag..

The reason?? that they had queued up for such a long time only to find out the bags sold were limited and insufficient for everyone…not because that they actually care that they should not use plastic bags..

Once again, if Anya Hindmarch would to launch yet another fashionable bag, which is cheap and affordable, the few person that called up to the radio expressing their anger because they could get their hands on the bag would once again be queuing up only to be as early as the previous time they went….

Isn’t this a sad , sad, world?