Back on Wednesday from Kuching! Spent 3 nights in the city of cats and 2 nights at the Holiday Inn Damai Lagoon hotel while visiting the Sarawak Cultural Village in Damai.

Rainforest Festival ROCKS!!!

I'm brown like a monkey nut.

Hahaha got lots of pics n stories to tell, but I haven't even posted up the Fraser's Hill photos n I'm still quite busy revising for resits, practicing n editing LiYing's mini novella as well as other editing projects n my own bits of writing. So... patience ah. They'll be up soon.

Pulau Lang Tengah

Ok honeys here's another one of my mass updates! This time it's not so much a return from hibernation but rather a return from sheer laziness and procrastination hahaha... Dunno why, but I tend to cut myself off from contact with the outside world once in a while when I'm back home.

Anyways update and some pics from a little gem off the east coast of Peninsular Malaysia - Pulau Lang Tengah. It is nestled in the waters of the South China Sea between the larger islands of Redang and Perhentian, and features warm clean white beaches interspersed with rugged weather-worn rocks and breathtakingly clear aquamarine lagoons with the requisite parrot fish and baby black-tipped sharks darting amongst fantastical coral formations. (Hey, one's gotta do one's bit in promoting tourism Malaysia... Truly Asia.... right?)

Having first met up with Ming and her Taylor's lawyers at Subang Parade, I found myself comfortably installed at the back of the Redang Lang Resort's coach at 12am. There were just over 20 of us on the trip, and thankfully I wasn't the only "stranger" there, so to say. The night-long journey was pretty smooth, with some of the usual guitar-strumming, spookily entertaining ghost stories and pirated dvd watching that usually accompany these post-exam trips.

Stopped by a little town at about 7am for a breakfast of nasi dagang or nasi lemak, and then it was off to the jetty and onboard for Pulau Lang Tengah. The 40minute boat ride was another nice chance to snooze, and pretty soon we were greeted by beautiful waters lapping gently at the soft white shore. Just a little slice of heaven on earth. The only other place I've visited that surpassed the quiet beauty of Lang Tengah was, of course, the Maldives.

Shared a room with Ming and Eeva. The resort was reasonably well furnished with two queen beds in each room and en suite bathrooms. Meals were inclusive of the price and quite edible (despite the gripes of Miss PickyKan =P) Also included on site: dining area mahjong tables, snooker, foosball, souvenir shop, karaoke room, tv room, tv bar, snorkelling hut, scuba hut, 24/7 make-your-own non-alcoholic drinks. Nice rite?

Plenty of snorkelling around the island and also at Redang's fish-filled Marine Park made a very happy and tanned me. If there's one thing that I could say about the side of me more inclined to nature, is that I love the sea. The sea, the sea. We're ole buddies I suppose, what with my parents being frequent divers during those courtship and early marriage years before I popped along, and the numerous beach and deep-sea fishing trips we've made over the years. Returning to the sea is like finding a resting place after years of travel and searching.

Other highlights of the trip include: burying Ming and Eeva in the warm white sand while they shrieked for all they were worth, Ming totally falling for Shah's "dog in his past life" prank on the coach, arriving at the island, sinking my toes into the clean sand, Ming & I falling asleep on a warm flat rock, sharing by the shore, listening to Diana Krall from Alex's speakers on the beach and watching the blinking lights of fishing boats at 3am, and of course the wonderfully humorous and down to earth company. Thanks dear for bringing me along.

Again, do click on the photos to see the better, larger images. Please note that these photos are taken with my trusty ole compact Sony P10, and that most of the "funny" ones are on everyone else's cameras! Constructive criticism very much welcome. =D


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And to cap off my brief adventure on the island - a lovely moment of dusk descending on the deserted jetty, and the overnight fishing boats drifting out on the irresistable pull of the ocean.

Back from hibernation

Ahhhh I'm home. And it's a great feeling.

You know, that sensation of having absolutely no worries for the time being, of being in a safe, safe place, of finding the place that fits you like a tailored piece of clothing.

I realised the other day that once I'm outta uni, the only relatively long (ie more than 1 1/2 months) break I'll ever get from then onwards would be when I go on maternity leave. Govt say minimum 60 days now waaaht. Which means - gulp.

I realise this blog is close to entering a persistent vegetative state. I haven't been able to get my laptop connected to the silly streamyx modem since I've been back, so my photos are gonna have to stay on my lappy until I get it fixed.

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And oh, FDM went ok. Just ok. Actually it sucked, but then I'm just happy happy that exams and 1st year is over wheeeeeeeeeee.. More thoughts on completing my inagural year of university later.

The last few days of being in Manc were totally hectic. FDM on Wednesday; clubbing @ Opus (instead of MTWO) with Li Ying, Sam and Nic was a blast! 4 hot chicks indeed. Mr Freaky Egoistic Chinese Dude was amusing, and Mr Ooh Scottish Accent turned out pretty cute but boring after a while.

Amidst the final exam, lots of last minute packing and an airport taxi that never turned up, I managed to say good riddance to my skanky Whitworth Park Hall flat, have lunch @ Thai Banana with the Mgt gals and 3 guys of various delectable ratings, catch Silent Hill, and say goodbye to some dear friends. Damn all of ya who went off to Spain! ;)

Journey to Manc Airport was kinda interesting, with Yet Th'ng panicking all the way that she'd miss her flight and me just sitting there cool as a... cucumber? Anyway thankfully I didn't get into any trouble with the extra weight of my cello, and arrived on home ground without a hitch, until I realised that the poor BF had been left behind in London! Silly BMI girl didn't check the cello all the way to KL so the boyf had to spend a night in Heathrow all alone.... sobs.

Came home Saturday evening to a scrumptious dinner of siew zhu guat jook. Sunday night saw me off again to Pulau Lang Tengah with darling Kambing and her bunch of kooky but cool Taylors lawyer-wannabes. More goss and photos about our three-day trip and my three-day crush later... =P

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Talking about photos, here's a photo of my new toy :P


Isn't he simply gorgeous?

p.s. Shyan, I've already prowled our SS2 pasar malam for irresistable photos of your favourite fried stuff stall teeheehee...

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Aiya I've been tagged! Linges, I'm so gonna get you back for this. Dude, I'm only doing this meme out of blogging etiquette ok? Here goes:

MEME OF DOOM

-The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.
-Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
-Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
-If you are tagged the second time.There is NO need to do this again.(i got tagged 3 times!)
-Lastly, most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.

Righty ho, I'm trying to have fun here, but tis a bit of a brain-wracker leh.

My perfect lover: (hmm it says "lover", not "mate for life" rite?)
(in no particular order) ~ gentle, obliging, flexible ;) , main aim in life is to please ME, mature, patient, curious, loving.

Of course male la.

And I'm not quite evil enough to tag people right at this moment - busy packing again leh. But if any of you wanna do it then, feel free you sad people.

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Again, how time passes - I've been back two weeks! Gotta go - I'm off to Fraser's Hill! Catch y'all on Sunday.