Tuesday, September 29, 2009

sing a long song? write a long blog. =p

This gonna be a long blog, because it had jotted down the past 25days of September, right after the day of exam until the day I flew back.
1st Sept.
Today is last day of being a student, one day before I was slept at 5a.m, woke up at 7a.m sake of exam. The night of the day was a dinner ball, we were expecting how grand it could be, but sadly, disappointed, It was just a normal dinner as what we attend at the third day we arrived. However, we’ve bought so much stuffs intent to dres up nicely. I didn’t bought a new dress but worn the golden-bare-back dress, it was my 21st years old birthday party’s dress.
2nd Sept-3rd Sept
2nd, gathering at guys’ apartment, everyone had a feeling of apart soon, the air of the night was so thick until I can cut it with knife. San was the first to cry, prince followed, of course I was one of them, cry like no tomorrow. And the next day 3rd of Sept, my eye was swollen; and I remembered I bite someone yesterday. It was a barbecue at night, since end of August I was keep eating and sitting, that’s how the weight put on. At the same night, finally block 3B, flat 79 produced a dance, and posted it to facebook. It is dedicated to all my mates.
4th Sept.
Good bye Atlantic Point, I’m always miss you, the time we spent, the stress we had, the screaming we made, we tears we dropped, the experiences we’ve gained, it was all start from here, and end here. When we first arrived the flat was so empty, and when move out, we had to clean and clear it as how it looked like when we moved in. after all, heading to London.
5th Sept
Morning 9 in the am, we meet somewhere around Hyde Park, gathered and went up bus, journey of 15 days’ trip had begun. First stop was Belgium, then heading to Netherland. The trip was a budget trip, no hostel, no hotel, no bed but camp side, tent, sleeping bag and sleep mat.
6th Sept.
Went to Volendam which is a beauty and relaxing village, got to see the real windmill, eat the original cheese, and witnessed how they produced wooden shoes. Of course we did something mad in the village, once in a lifetime, I bet. Amsterdam is a place where prostitution and drug are legalized, we went there, and saw how prostitute attract man to buy their service, but 99% out of them looked so old and…lose appetite. Marijuana is prohibited in Malaysia, will be penalized death if one was found keeping it up to certain amount, it is available here too. I wanna try, but when I smelled the taste…forget about it, it was just too naïve to try it.
7th Sept.
Actually the day was fully traveled in bus because we were moving from Netherland to Germany.
8th Sept.
Scenery of Neuschwanstein castle and Marienbruke (is a bridge) is just pretty until you dared not to take a deep breath, panorama view was taking my soul little by little, I felt myself was melt to the scenery. Something interesting happened, a Korean spoke Korean to me, but I gave no response, then she changed to speak Japanese, “Kawaii”, she said, but I can’t speak too. I know a liiiiiitle bit of Korean, so I said: Annyeoung haseh yo, and Kamsaha mida. Just very simply phrase. =p
9th Sept- 14th Sept. (Italy)
A pretty place, called Austria, the land of musicians. Here Jason and me (Babi and Babe) bought present for Baby and Bebe, my dear sisters in Singapore. After this, we’re heading to Italy, a place where I wanted to go long time ago. I think of Jay Chou’s song, 米兰的小铁匠, which was my favorite song in form 3, also think of 威尼斯的泪, from don’t which singer. But only Venice, Florence, Rome, Pisa were covered in the journey.
I’ve bought a toy in Venice, I called her Bellapatra, and it just came into my eye once I saw her. People said to buy this kinda of toy, it is very depends of fate, if you like it means you like. Bella in Italian means beauty, Patra, just part of my name. =p, I miss you Bellapatra, now she is packed in a box, on the way shipping back to Malaysia, I think.
Florence- I have a same feel of western countries is all pretty and with nice view, and also have a lot of ancient buildings, cathedrals, and castles. I’ve attracted by scenery in Venice, so Florence didn’t impressed me much, but with no deny, it is a historical and pretty town. There were many performers at the street, this is how they survive. It was a love of god, 比丘特 if not mistaken, I took some photos with him, gosh! Nearly kissed his lips!

Rome, is another place that I wished to visit! The historical and grand buildings are symbolized and signified as triumph and civilizations of ancient Rome, their cultures, life style, were all represented through those building left, some were half collapsed, some were under construction. We saw couples getting marriage at the same day, and we were so geh boh to take picture with them together. =p
this is what we called: pattern liaoliao.

Another story happened in Rome, when we take public transport back to campside at night, in the bus, opposite me was a grandma, she is very old, but looked mercy kind. I saw she was looking at me, so I just simply give her a smile, then she started talked to me, sadly I cant understand even one word, she was speaking Italian, we used whatever body language to communicate. She told me she is pianist, and showed her fingers, they are thick and shape changed, can tell she was really playing piano very frequent, and she is expert with awardssss, I know. Funny part was, when she cant understand what I said or I cant understand what she said, she grouched like a kid, very cute, really very cute…I asked if she could take a photo with me, she pinched my face when taking photo, and I kissed her face before we get out from the bus, she was shaking her white handkerchief to say byebye with us…….what a cute grandma…I thought of my popo, and asked for tissue from friends…paiseh. Sounds cry to much huh? Yea, from now on, I won’t swallow tears that should be shed, what for to act tough? It will only shape a fake thought that I can bear anything, it is only hurting me.



this is the grandma i met in bus. ^^


Does he looks like private CD seller? =p
After Rome, was Pisa. There is a tower, called Pisa leaning tower, it was builed by a scientist to against the earth gravity, it is getting lean year by year, no one can predict when it is going to collapse. We took a lot kungfu photos there, and we could see a lot people acting up in front of the tower, whatever pattern, you name it, you get it.


then im the KUNFU fighter lo.hehe
15th Sept.
After Italy, we went Switzerland. Switzerland, a place that I dreamed to go and I thought I should have no chance to go, but finally, I was there! sometimes, when you dare to dream, you will achieve the dream. I dint brought thick clothes, for the luggage’s sake, can you imagine under temperature of -4.7’? I wore 5 pieces of clothes and wear a shawl to counter with the freezing temperature. This trip went up to the top of Euro spent RM 500, does it worth? I was thinking not to go, there were many reasons made me change my mind. It was having stormed there, no nice scenery, but we managed to experienced being in such an environment, everything is about experience, isn’t it? Sadly, my face was frozen and become very very red, rosy cheek? Over rosy.

see the frequent of the photo, from less people to more people, and lastly i was pushed to the window! HELP!


16th-18th Sept (Paris)
Paris is not as romantic as everyone perceived, it is dirty, look like KL only, but at night, it was really nice when you see the Eifel tower…especially when it is lighting, wow! There is always a reason to categorize it as famous spot to be visited in the world. At the same day, we had fully sigh seeing in Paris, but Paris is just to big to be explored, although we’ve planned well where to go, that day whole day Jason was being blamed and laughed, we intent to, haha! Pity him…we went LV too, total 4 floors tall. China men always asked teens who stood outside LV to help them purchase the products, because LV is not allowed customers to buy more than 2 items, say they are impossible to buy more than that at one time, those china men said will give us some money as rewards after we purchased, bullshit! Lying! Anyway, Nana and I didn’t mean to get their monetary rewards also.
Last day of the trip, 18th, we went to Disneyland! Woah! This is really impressive, incredible, and never thought this childhood’s dream will be achieved. I just can’t describe how is the land looked like, whole day was feeling myself in a fairy tale, and of course, I’ve found my happiness back, whole day I didn’t even think of single unhappy experiences throughout last few months! Disney land, what a wonderful world, I miss you! I will bring my child to come again, I swear, and I’ll visit Paris at my age of 25, to buy LV bags from the shop! This is my aim and goal, not for the sake of brand conscious, but for my own achievement. When I have the capability to come back there, means I have good financial ability…

19th -22th Sept.
London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down…London here I come! Stayed there for 3 nights, thanks for WX to give me accommodation. I’ve visited Max Museum, London eye, tower bridge, Buckingham Palace...you know who I met in Wax Museum? Justin Timberlake!!! My idol, my ideal partner (external)!!! I managed to take some photos with him, and hug him, lastly give him a kiss! Hehe….he didn’t reject that. ^^ (sure he won’t reject, because he is a wax statue)
23-24th Sept (Dublin)
I’ve visited whole United Kingdom (Scotland, Ireland where Dublin is its capital, Wales, and England). Most of us didn’t find this is a good place but I, yea, it is boring, without tour guide and we didn’t know where to explore. I met Peakyoon whom lost contact for years…glad to meet her again.
25th (Manchester)
Is the day we heading back to Malaysia, because of flight schedule, we have to stay in Manchester airport for 26 hours, after 17 hours, Malaysia, im back…kinda not use to it, and I was always confuse with the feel I was here before flew to UK and current situation. It is just, not use to it. Something use to do last time, now not doing it. I’l be fine.
See ya.



Friday, September 25, 2009

bye the joy, hi the day

Today gonna be the day, a day can’t be escaped. After days of touring, everyone is tired and cant wait to go back meeting up with dearest family, but I, not really wish to go back there. Maybe im kinda person who do not willing to face the reality, dreaming to pause the time is the only thing I can do to fulfill my unrealistic thought. Fine, reality is reality; we gotta face it, don’t we?
The day gonna be a long day, because we have to wait in airport for 26hours. WTFish==
This few days we took few flights, from London to Dublin (Ireland), Dublin to Manchester, then stay here for bloody 26 hours, and from Mancester to Dubai, finally fro Dubai to Malaysia. Later gonna sit for another 14 hours flight, included transit of 3 hours, total 17 hours. Since morning wake up rush from Dublin to airport and until the moment reach Malaysia, total will be 50 hours not bathing!!!!!! Itchy itchy alamak==
How do we suppose to pass the 26 hours? Without internet access, cant do much thing. Since we reached Manchester, everyone was busying transfer photos of this 2 weeks and repack luggage. T.T I have to throw my clothes and memorable meaningful thing. When done, it was already 7pm; walk here and there, finally decided to buy a reading material. HAHA…now only starts a reading habit? It might be too late…after that, I was enjoying the book, which taking about conflicts if 2 girls with similar yet difference background, the story portrayed s what im going to face when working, even now….
Let’s see how the day was ><
This was taken in Dublin airport when waiting boarding a flight fly to Manchester.

When reached Man airport, our luggage occupied most places of the seats, it reminds me Bangladesh and Indons, some of them watching movies by laptop and some of them sleeping after done.


The night in Manchester was cold and freezing, I was brave enough to wear short, end up with trembling, in the midnight I wake up because of too cold == time of 12am, and some of them tired enough to sleep
Babee, Jeff, PJ, koon wai took a nap…because we cant sleep well, so it was not considered as sleeping.


here i am, reading the book.



while I was reading the book. This was taken when being kacao. Lets see the power of middle finger =p

Finally…….i was K.O….sleeping pattern was taken by kaciao-er. XD (actually I asked him to take our photos when everyone is sleeping)



Sokfong is a good girl, because she was reading. Haha…meaning of life wo…..erm, sorry fongfong, shouldn’t teach you those skills, but I think you should know at you age lo ( she is 4 years older than me, but still like a kid)

Good luck to all mates, see you all in convocation ^^





Friday, September 4, 2009

o.0

have u ever tried panic untill heartbeat stop?
i had
juz now
i locked my lugguage but forgotten the password.
bravo.........
in the end, trace back to what happened at that month only i remember i put a fella's birthday...
==

Time pass as how it should.

04-09-2009, 1232amfinished packing. actually not much thing to pack, coz i din't brought much stuff here, and didn't bought much things, too.

look around the room, it's empty; look at the notice board, only 2 papers left; look up to the rack that i use to put my daily product and books, it's been cleared; look into cupboard, only hangers left...
all...imply im leaving soon.

recall when i first step into airport in Malaysia and first reached here, how much i wish time pass faster thus i can go back faster; after sometimes here, how desperate i was wishing to go back; everyday everymoment i was countdowning when i can leave here; now, its time to leave...i never hope not to go back, and never think time would reverse. Im only regret one thing why don't i fully enjoy everything here as everyone did. why was i said "NO" when everytime they asked me to join them? Why was i so silly everyday lock myself in room? why was I restrained myself to be happier?
Well...time pass means pass, no rewind. pain or happy, it is all memory. Memory will be kept forever, perhaps...

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

what worse than drunk?

answering question above.
what worse than drunk.

it is speak through ur heart.
not a secret but something never want to admit, I spoke it.
normally this situation will followed with crying.
somemore infront a big group of people.
15?
i think so.

lagi worse pun ada.
but will not be spoken here.

==
drunk,cried, spoke.
laugh also.

perhaps this is last time gathering with big group of people?

guys...gonna miss you.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

it is coming to the end

NOW: 1.45am

there is another 11 hours 15 minutes

what im waiting: 1/9/2009, 1200

then....

i'll











TEAR ALL THE BOOKS AND NOTES AND BURN IT TO ASHES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


ngekngekngekngek.......................

but now im stucking..NB (this was today 0200 post)


now is 1422....
i wana shout out loud....










媽咪!我畢業了!!!!