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So today was my off day, haha. In fact, most of the content of this blog up until the end of August was created today. Woo- hoo.

In the afternoon, I cooked something like this:


... and it tasted quite good actually. Really. Its gooey texture made it tasted like dumpling… only that the pork was absent.

No diarrhoea later. Honestly.

Ultimate blurness

I admit that I am really blur, but I have no idea to what extent my blurness extends. Until tonight.

I took KTM from Kajang to Kepong, to attend my coursemate’s barbeque party at her house. By the way her family members are all very pleasant people. :)

Then when it was time to ciao, she sent me to the KTM station in Kepong. We were chatting and laughing when a commuter train rushed by. So she shouted: “Hey is that your train? Faster go! Go! It’s moving!”

So me being not very familiar with KTM and its direction straightly jumped into the train. And the journey resumed.

And my nightmare starts.

Later I found that this train goes to the direction of Rawang, which is the opposite direction of my destination, Kajang.

I was like going to jump up into the sky. All that I thought of that moment was: ‘Is there a bench big enough in Rawang KTM for me to sleep on?’

Haha.

Then I dropped at Sungai Buloh, and try to flag down a car for me to hitch hike, while a taxi driver 100 meters in front gloating at my fate and waiting.

He won. At 12.15 am, I paid him RM20 to get me to KL and asked my dear aunt to fetch me there. My aunt reached there in time and took me all the way back to Kajang, in which she lives too. Not only that, she also passed me some tong- sui she cooked and some rice and egg as my supper.

One more thing I thought of tonight: Blood is thicker than water. How bitter.

Survival attempts

Being alone at house during your 1 week holiday can be good or bad.

Good:
1. Go out with friends until 3am without a noise.
2. Use my sister's modem directly to surf the net.
3. Finish up all my sister's biscuit.
4. Walk naked to the kitchen after bathing.
5. Being able to watch your favourites and not hokkien soap opera in the evening.

Bad:
1. Do your own laundry.
2. Settle your own meals.
3. Required to water the plants.

5 vs. 3, good wins.

Basically that is what I do during this break, while my family went oversea to visit my big bro.

2. Settle your own meals. Nice?

Pavilion

Today me, Shyan and Mohan went to Pavilion, then we met Hoi there. Went for the movie Painted Skin.

Nice and simple. And Zhou Xun is really beautiful.

One thing I really like about Pavilion was its immaculate architectural design. A lot of space to move around, not to mention sufficient resting areas.

Showing off and successful at it.

Then we had dinner at a street full of hawker stalls. Forgotten its name. The funny thing is I found that food in KL, although expensive, is still more worthy compared to those in Kelantan.

My best buddies.

I miss you guys.

Moon Cake Festival Celebration

Today we had our moon cake festival celebration organised by the first year chinese freshies. It was a traditional where all chinese freshies will join and organised this event. This year we prepared various performances such as traditional and modern dances, chinese orchestra, sketch, solo and for the first time ever in this campus, che- ling (chinese yoyo).

It turned out to be a success and more than 400 people turned out.

Our sketch team. Who was the fishermen? Haha.

Coursemates and friends.

Lantern trivias.

The background of our stage.

Everyone had a good time and all of us were like taking photos non- stop, hoping that the time stop just right there.

Treats

First time ever one of my friend cooked this for me when she knew that I had my sketch practice till late midnight.

Nah, actually she cooked a lot of this, then shared with me. Heheh.

Tomyam noodles. Not exactly as good as those cooked by my aunt, but definitely very satisfying. Thank you, Cherry :)

Buddhist Society Outing Camp

After exam! Sleeping or lounging inside hostel means confiscating oneself's golden relaxation opportunity.

We went to Pantai Melawi, taking with us the traumatic experiences in Big Sib camp. But everything turned out fine. It was an enjoyable trip.


19/9/2008

We had some sign language dance (手语) in the afternoon. At evening, we went to the beach and competed with other groups in building the most creative and attractive bridge and riverflow using the sand. This was my group's masterpiece.



At night, it was performance by each group around the campfire. Yeah it was quite a relaxing thing to do beside the beach, especially when you feel the breeze being blown onto your face with the whiff from the sea. Nice.




20/9/2008

We had station game in the morning, which I truely enjoyed. The timing of the whole game was nearly perfect and hardly any delay happened. Bravo to the organising team.

Too bad no photos could be taken, since we were all soaked and creamed...

After that we had a egg- throwing game, where we were given an egg to be thrown into a pail filled with water from a level of 1 floor above it. No, we did not cook the intact egg later.

Time flies when we are having fun.

Drug

Few days before exam, this is my drug to keep me awake:

It was Arabica coffee powder given by my aunt's daughter. It was so powerful it kept me awake for the whole freaking night and until the afternoon of the next day. Pretty addictive. Anyone?

This usually appears at the last page of our notes, which is my favourite phrase.

Ya, it was quite a challenge to remain sane in here. But all of us are still doing fine! :)

Study for your life!

Oh my! 10 days before our very first exam!

Everyone was like studying starting from sunrise until sunset, except during lunch and dinner time.

My roommate sleeping in the study room. He had diarrhoea later on, I do not know why.

Some camp

So just 2 weeks before our Selanjar 1 exam, the members of Big Sib (some seniors) came and told us thadt all of the medical student needs to attend a camp organise by them. What a great timing for us to relax, kononnya.

So we went there on 28th August oh- so- willingly, while still thinking of the 3- inches- thick notes awaiting.

Our natural hostel.

Look at the tandas banjir. I could see outline of bathing people thru that pool. Ewww!

The first night we were asked to play some ice breaking games. Everyone was like: What? We knew each other already... Hello?

Then the next day we had some station game. Some idiotic games where we had to pick up as much newspaper as we could and eating some bread with salt and pepper. It was like a show and everyone including seniors was forced to attend this camp just because some 'upper orders'.

At night we had a talk from someone big in our campus. This was what happened after he talked for 2 hours non- stop.

The worst thing had yet to come. After the long boring talk, we were intrigued by a section named 'Transformer'. Some senior told us that it was a feedback section.

At 11pm, they told us that it means jungle- tracking.

So we tracked from 12am beginning in some rural village, then passed a river, then a short section of junlge/ mud hole, then some grassland with cow and horse, then we finally spent 2 hours walking on Pantai Cahaya Bulan just to reach the final check point.

Some jungle- tracking. So tracking that some people fainted on the romantic beach and was admitted to hospital.

Nobody said that they like this camp and all they wanted was a bus to go back campus on the last day.

Worst camp ever.