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It had been a while since I last went on a family vacation, so I was thrilled to bits about this six-day getaway. Sarawak je pun , but who cares? Haha, we had a ball there going to few places (a lot more to visit next time), trying their signature dishes and mingling with those Sarawakians (plus speaking in their dialect). Well, it was just a perfect getaway in short.  If I were to choose between living in urban or rural areas, I would definitely choose the latter. No doubt. Simunjan specifically, sets a good example in being an oasis of serenity amidst the bustling city. Hold on. I forgot to mention something to you guys. It took about three hours for us to reach Kuching from the aforementioned Simunjan, using land route as well as water route (two ferries to cross Sg. Buloh and Samarahan respectively). Three-hour journey and yet there is only one petrol station available along the roads. Unbelievable much, but seeing "RM2.40/litre" signs was almost inevitable as we ...

Those photos have something in common, do you realize it? Mr Bright is smiling! Smile peeps ^_^ p/s:  Perfect timing! Well if you guys zoom in the fourth picture from the bottom, you could see two flying birds with a pair of wings up and down respectively. 

It's hard to write when your mind is in turmoil. *sighs* If I could sum up my day (today) in one word, then it would be GOD-AWFUL. A hellish bad day indeed. I almost got into a serious car accident and then got stuck in a traffic jam because there had been another dreadful car accident on my way back home. What else? Cooking yea; I failed miserably. Well the food was still scrumptiously edible (they said so) but I just didn't get the right taste of it. So yea, it sucks.  Hoping for a better tomorrow. Goodnight peeps. p/s:  KISS is an acronym for "Keep it simple, stupid" as a design principle noted by the U.S. Navy in 1960. Variations on the phrase include "keep it short and simple" and "keep it simple and straightforward". Retrieved from:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/KISS_principle ( 7th May 2014)

18.04.2014. JUMAAT Macam biasalah, potong kuku sebab dah panjang. Sebab rushing nak keluar jalan-jalan (perempuan, tau-taulah), jadi saya berlari-lari anak mencari keberadaan pengetip kuku.  "Abah, pengetip kuku yang mana paling tajam? Nak potong kuku." Tu soalan yang wajib ditanya, sebab satu rumah yang kecik ni ada lebih dari sepuluh pengetip kuku. Pengetip lagi banyak dari kuku yang nak dipotong, heh. So dalam banyak-banyak pengetip kuku yang dicari tu, abah pun cakap la, "Cari yang tiga bintang Da." *kelam-kabut mencari yang tiga bintang* "Oh okay. Dah jumpa." ...... "Eh? Tapi jap, yang mana satu abah? Besar kecik tua muda semua ada tiga bintang. Banyak bintang dah ni abah, lebih dari tiga." Hehe, nasib engkau la labu. Dah la rushing , tengok-tengok kena  test  satu-satu pulak. Bila masa pengetip kuku ni berternak pun den tak tau :') 24.04.2014. KHAMIS "Bangun, bangun. Dah lewat dah ...

Funny how I grow older from year to year and yet I am letting certain kiddish thoughts to remain unchangeable (no matter how silly the thought is).  I stopped playing play dough or better known as plasticine since I was in primary school. You know, I was a kid at that time and so I was too gullible to believe every single thing my schoolmate said. What restrained me from touching as in playing the thing was his words. Sagacious words: " Kawan saya cakap, kalau kita main plasticine kan, nanti tumbuh jari extra tau, kat tepi ibu jari. Kita jangan main benda ni eh, eh ." *chuckles* Kinda absurd ain't it? I used to believe it and I did not even touch it for years (for real) until I've finally entered university. Read; university and not secondary school. Well that is a fact and I still believe it to tell you the truth hahaha (OMG!) Fogging. God knows how terrified I am even by listening to the sound of fog machines. 22 years old but I'll certainly be runn...

I hate losing to others and so, I hate competitions (any and every kind of it). Competition is good in a way such that it fosters our competence thus, bringing our adroitness to another level. But the thing is that, our competitive spirit has to be controlled, or else it will affect us tremendously. Emotional turmoil, mental agitation and inferiority complex, to name a few are some detrimental effects of getting that spirit out of hand and that's what we call stress. Okay enough with that medicalesque explanation and all stuff. No one is keen in knowing it after all (booo).  Back to the main topic, competition (Man you have no idea how I detest rivalry in my life). I definitely have no problem to perform (read; perform) in front of a large audience, but when I set my mind to think "THIS IS A COMPETITION", everything seems not feasible for me to do at that very moment. Vying certainly gives me butterflies in my stomach, that's why.  You know how kids like ...

This post is so gonna be balderdash- I'm writing this without having any sapient advice or valuable insights to share with you people. Give me a short one minute, and I’ll think of something to write here. Hmm. ********* Dear readers, I've just turned 22 (10 days ago to be exact), so hooray hey happy belated birthday to me! *dances in delight* Well that’s not the highlight of this gibberish post. Ohmygawd what was I planning to say a second ago? Uh. Oh ahha, I was born in a big family with 12 siblings, and I've gotta admit that I learnt how to be gratified and perked up even by simple little things in this life for that very reason. Never in my entire life I've celebrated my birthday or have it celebrated by other people. I never know how it feels like to be in a grand birthday party or unwrap boxes of special birthday presents. I never know how it feels like to get a long chain of birthday wishes on Facebook whatsoev...