Skip to main content

I don't look good blonde.

Kaklong: Adik, jom kita pi Pulau Aman.
Me: Nak buat apa pi tengok polis?

OK. saya konfius. yang tu Bukit Aman. Pulau Aman is actually one of the mini islands around Penang. Yes. I never knew that. I think, there's a feri named after it... but how would I ever know it's existence? 

photo taken from here
I do know some other small islands around here like Pulau Jerejak and... and... and... ok. failed. 


Nephew: Makcik, baba ajak p Sedim
Me: Malas laa.. nak buat apa. Mak, depa nak p Sedim buat apa?
Mak: Tgk tanah.
Brother: Siap! cepat
Me: OK la.

Bila semua orang dah siap. 

Me: Eh?! Awat semua orang pakai mcm nak p jogging ja?
Nephew: Yala, nak mandi ayaq terjun, makcik taktau ka?
Me: hmmph! (cepat2 grab another shirt and pants)

Brother: Mai ayaq terjun pakai punya raget
Me: fine, next time org bawak pelampung. 

fuh, tgk budak zaman skrg... ke air terjun mcm ke kolam renang.
siap pakai goggles. mainan pantai. heh... 

haih... dah besar2 dah anak menakan.


Ok. semua orang tau ka kat Sedim ada air terjun? Maybe I should know because I'm orang utara. I do know some other waterfalls like Bukit Hijau and Hutan Lipur, though.

Masa tingkatan 3 dulu, subjek geografi hanya best sebab boleh kaler peta. hahaha. ok, padan muka. tempat sendiri pun tak kenal. 


Haish... this is not good. when it comes to geography, I feel like a blonde. hahaa... tak boleh jadi ni. 



Labels:

Comments

JelinaJoli said…
aku failed pasal penang. sumpah! tell me where's te biggest shoppng mall in penang. megamall saja i tau ok!!


penang ada times square eh?
November 25, 2010 at 11:56 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Transition

Sometimes I wonder if I would still blog after I go back for good since it always turns out that I don’t really blog whenever I return to Malaysia. I’m back in Melbourne again. Despite everything I said about this place. I'm always thankful that I’m studying here. 8 hours is long enough, can’t imagine going further. Let alone going back during a short winter break like I just did. Haha… However, regardless how good Melbourne is, coming back here is never easy. It is not the place, it’s the transition. Travelling is tiring. Yes, like yesterday, I had to take two flights, one from Penang to KL, then KL to Melb, it is a lot more tiring for someone like me who could barely sleep in a plane. That’s why I enjoy traveling during the day and taking a window seat. I enjoy day dreaming while staring at those fluffy white clouds. Haha.. Weather change changes everything. I had never went back during winter before. So that was my first time experiencing an abrupt change from a...
12 comments
Read more

Against all odds...

I haven't written about school in here for moons... So, I have a couple of things to share... To begin with, I'm currently doing a design studio called Woven... The studio is basically about making beautiful building.. well, it does sound very general.. Every studio sort of has that intention... Anyway, but the different is, what is behind the design.. I mean, the driving idea... because it could be, the site, programs, occupants etc..etc... but for this studio.. It focuses more on the structure... How does the structure influence the design in making it a good and beautiful building... It's about the relationship between the structure and ornaments.... does structure itself serve as the decorative element of the building.. or is it traditional and the decorations stay independent from the structure... It is a decision to be made... Initially, I was really excited about the idea of making the structure ornamented and beautiful.. so instead of serving as structure, it could...
9 comments
Read more

Home

This is a draft from 2 years ago, and I should have posted it right then. I have written so much here.  For years that have passed, I sent my words into space, and hope for nothing. I wrote, because words swelled in my head, and my tongue tied tight, failed to communicate to people around me, and my heart often searched for people out of my reach, my tear ducts are small, it often burst at the shoulder of a bed instead of finding a soul to rest my head, so this place is the reservoir of my feelings, a dumping place of my useless thoughts, occasionally a good ones, and and arcade of the moments, things and people I wish to remember. But today I need to tell the world that life has turned out so differently for me. All the melancholic and bitterness I had narrated here seem so distant. My heart had finally found a home.  Alhamdulillah.
Post a Comment
Read more