Slumber Beckons

A blind woman tried to kill me today. Was walking when she inserted her pole in between my feet and I broke it. Alright. I didn't break it. I just tripped. Walked in front of her and the pole somehow went between my feet. Luckily the blind woman didnt start beating me with it. That would have been the most humiliating situation ever.

Went back at 3am. Dead tired. Was trying real hard to fight off my sleepiness. Pinched my legs and slapped my face. Thought I was alright. All of a sudden, my head flung around banging my head against the door. I fucking dozed off. I fucking crashed. I crashed at a bent at 100kmh. I can't really recall how it happened and how I got out of it. I guess it must have been my reflex which saved me from mortal danger. Didn't even stop. Car was still moving, so I guess it was still in one piece. I was awake as hell after that.

After inspection, the car wasnt tooo bad. Some deep scratches and dents.

Regretted not taking friend's offer for not bunking over.

Too late for regrets but people level up after surviving a regret.

I'm still alive. My game resumes.

Caught in the act

Was taking a nap, snuggling lazily on the make-shift mattress, when suddenly my boss opened the door and walked in. Damn colleague forgot to lock the door.

Uncomfortable silence.

"Err...was just taking a nap..."

"It's alright. It's lunch time."

More silence.

Though he said it was okay, I can't help feeling guilty.

Fucking colleague.

Body checking

I just hate those body checks done by the security where they grab and caress you from head to toe. I wouldn't have mind if the one checking was some hot chick but getting caressed by another dick is just so wrong.

Endured this procedure thrice so far throughout my time here. There was once where I was going onsite with 2 other colleagues and I was the only one checked. Damn.

There is something wrong with my face.

Cameron Highlands

Went on a gay family trip to Cameron over the weekend. It was a good escape from civilization. One hundred percent rejuvenated. One hundred percent fresh. And I took MC today just to blog about it.


The gay horse that says "Welcome to Cameron".


Cactuses.


More cactuses.


Cactuses again.


Flowery trip. The whole place was filled with flowers. Flowers for sale. Wild flowers. Flowers everywhere.


Picture of some farms.


Some other farm.



Bees at a bee farm.


Visited the Boh Tea plantation over there. A long ride up but the scenery up there was simply breath taking. The air there had a strong aroma of tea which kinda drove me high. Sipped some tea and munched some scones up there. It was a wonderful flazy feeling.


Tea plantation again.


Overheard a bunch of foreigners there saying "I've seen enough of tea plantations for my whole life."


Taking a piss up there felt real good.

Cameron. Could be a freaking boring place as the place is just filled with flowers, fruits,vegetables and farms. Nothing much. But its the perfect place to feel lazy and floaty and dreamy.

Yet another fishing trip

I'm feeling too lazy to blog, so I'll go with "show and tell" style.


Azlan. Fishing freak. No more turning back and beyond any hope. Wonder how he got addicted in the first place.


Sunny. First time joining in to fish. Caught the most fishes for the trip. Fucking beginner's luck. n00b.


Karupe. Next...


Biggest fish for the day. Fought the monster for almost half an hour. And nope, Azlan wasn't the one to catch it.


Picture of horses.


More picture of horses. I took so many horse pics that day. By the time we were about to take pictures of fish, I totally drained the batteries. Left Sunny cursing the whole day.


First catch of the day from Sunny. A lampam.


My first catch. A moon-fish.


Lady getting her ass kicked by the horse.

I'm feeling lazy. Might eleborate when i feel like it.

Drift King

I survived my first real drift.

Was turning at a blind bend when I saw a crashed car there. Tapped on my brakes and car just started drifting beautifully to the left. It would have looked cool if the road was bending to the left, but life is ironic, so the road bended right. I managed to stop my car in time, parking beautifully inches away from the stationary car. Thankfully there wasn't another car behind me.

There were 4 guys in the crashed car, and they reeked of fear. I drove off, smiling and enjoying the adrenalin gushing through my veins. It took me a while to realize that I was actually shaking like hell over there. Excitement or fear, I wasn't too sure.

I hope those guys managed to get out of there safely, as they were really in a dangerous situation. Someone less skillful would have rammed right into them.

SMile

Some noodle shop oba-san commented that I lost some weight and look much thinner now.

Made my day.

Made me happy.

Only realized that the bowl of noodles was a bit more expensive when I got home.

The damned

Had been suffering from writer's block this couple of weeks. Gonna write some crap up so that other people don't get irritated looking at the picture of the frog.

A friend invited Marve to some concert kinda event and he somehow managed to convince me to go. He thought that it was like some grand happening concert with cool bands and lots of chicks. I was expecting the usual kinda gathering where I'd pretend to smile and look happy but feel like an asshole within.

The first thought that crossed my mind when we reached the place was to turn around and run. A couple of guys standing at the entrance which led up a stairway litted by candles arranged all the way up. Thought I accidentally walked into Falun Gong cult or da KKK. Anyway, I felt an errie feeling run down my spine. Anyway, couldn't run away as they spotted me and speared me up the stairs.

Walked into a room with more candles, mats on the floor, sacrificing altar, blood, skulls and lots of spears. Alright, alright. My crapping is going way lame. It was a hall litted nicely by candles with nice decoration and a small stage in front. The bands performing were alright, but then again, we were all sitting cross-legged on the floor so I was more concerned with my numb feet which felt like a million ants biting. Yea, my blood circulation sucks big time and I always get dead feet. We decided to sneak out soon later.

I never had a thing for religious kinda gatherings. Be it a Christian gathering or a Buddhist gathering. Havent been to a Muslim gathering though. I get uncomfortable singing praises at a church or holding hands saying praise at the dinner table. And the last time I went to a Buddhist gathering, I almost died trying to control my laugher while reciting sutras/ chanting in Pali. As much as I enjoy reading or learning on religions, I just don't feel right getting involved with them.

Guess I'm damned after all.

There. No more picture of the frog. Hope everyone's happy.