Road Trips are Lurrrves!

Mondays are dreadful days, I'm sure everybody knows that. Mine's always extra bad because I always have to get up in the middle of a lovely nap on a rainy evening to go attend a class that one classmate describes as a waste of 2.5 k. LOL.

During said class, I couldn't help but think how lovely it would be to just go away for a few days; somewhere with lots of sun, sand, fun and most importantly FOOD. I really, really wanted to go to Penang but the thought of driving 4.5 hours really put me off. Plus, it's just bad to skip so many days of class. So I decided on the next best place.

Everything came together perfectly thankfully =) I found the only person who could and would teman me for such a spontaneous road trip on such short notice on a weekday. The car was with me. Jacqueline was already there. Accomodation settled. Just pump petrol and go.
First stop: drinks at cosy little bar.

Then Jacqueline arrived.

Don't be fooled by her very maintain-glam pose. It was just a pose.

Bitch was drunk like hell. Jacquelinetrainwreck! Yay!

After that I didn't take anymore pictures except for foodfoodandfood. I know, I've turned into one of those people! But really, food was the whole point of the trip so tak salah la ;p

I don't know why but I've been craving this for sooooo looong. Craving satisfied =)

Oh god this is some good shit.

I am salivating again just looking at the pics. Shit. Hungry now.

Was supposed to go in, eat eat eat, and get out in 24 hours. But then it rained. And we ate so much. Rain + full stomachs = wet roads + sleepyheads. Not a good travel combo so we stayed an extra 8 hours.

Mission wasn't 100 percent fulfilled because I didn't get to have satay babi. Which means, second round! Sometime soon! Woot!

P.S. Because we're on the topic of food, and because we did have this on the highway at the start of the trip, I just wanna say... KFC new black pepper chicken is soooooooo fucckkkkingg gooood.

What Kinda Person Does This Make Me?

My mind is constantly flooded with not-nice, mean, sometimes downright evil thoughts.

And yet when I act on them or say them out loud, I always end up racked with guilt.

Of course not in all cases lah, I've said some pretty mean things that I don't regret at all but lately, I'm not liking the things I have been doing even though the ideas always form with a villainous 'Mwahahaha' ringing in my head.

Sometimes, I say mean, mean things, slanderous, hurtful, untrue things on purpose just to hurt. It's like hurling little needles of accusations into the air and see who gets hurt when they fall on top of all our heads.

But when people do get hurt, how come I don't feel the small sense of triumph that I thought would come with it?

Where is the childish feeling that makes me wanna say 'Nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh, look at you you're all hurt and I'm not and I did that I did that ha ha ha' ???

But the needles prick me on my head too on their way down. It's like the throbbing bruise on my palm that reminds me how I hurt myself everytime I hurt you.

But this pain is all I have. It is also all I can do. Without the pain, I'm worried that I will forget. Or worse, you will.

I also realized that lately, I'm becoming more and more like Naomi Campbell, only with ten times the anger management issues and zero the supermodel ferociousness. At the rate I'm going, I'll be throwing hammers and daggers at random passerbys soon.

And I don't wanna screw more people up. I know for sure I don't want to be The Rebound Fella so I'm not gonna put other people in that situation also. Friendly flirting and flings are fine (***wah alliteration!) but only if both parties know that that's what it is. If the other person terjebak, surely somebody will get hurt in the end. It was fun while it lasted, but I gotta stop, for both our sakes. Sorry. I'm reeeaally not in the right state of mind to tick the 'In A Relationship' box now.

Friendly Reminders

Note to Self:
Do not borrow ANYTHING nor show any caring nor any sort of kindness whatsoever to stupid motherfuckers who use and take advantage of your inability to move on and learn from mistakes.

Note to Others:
Why don't you just fuck off back to whatever shittyasshole country you crawled out from? That's all.

Drunken Ramblings

I've finally learnt the all-important art of pacing myself.
I've been drinking since 9 p.m and it's now 2 a.m and I'm not shitwrecked! I amaze myself lor sometimes =)
Most of the time by 1.30 I'm already a gone case but today's different.
Yes, I might be drunk but I'm still very in control of myself woooot!
I also learnt what to do once you've reached your limits.
Leave.
If it's not fun, it's not fun. It might get better once you've finished off 5 G&T's but not only is that a fucking waste of money, you gonna feel like hell the next day.
Don't know why it took me all this while to figure out something as fundamental as this. LOL.
Hope I remember this the next time I go out!
Saw an ex and a former Bad-Romance at the club. What a disaster. The BR was as slutttyyy as evahh! And I tried to chat up my ex but totally tak layan. I thought we parted on good terms? Actually, it was civil lah, but where were the sparks? Were there ever sparks???
Babi, clubbing today was sooo boring I actually sneaked out to eat. Twice. Ate lok-lok but it was sooo overpriced for that kinda quality. So bad. Made me feel like eating super good shit satay celup! Mmmm!

(Fail) Rehab's Over!

It's always amusing to see the reactions that Sasha brings out in young, crazy village kids everytime I walk her.
Them naughty boys usually turn into apes upon seeing her; hooting and hollering at her, probably trying to get her to chase them or something. I have to endure them making all sorts of animal sounds.
Girls are girls; you know how they squueeeeal when they see cuddly, fluffy things.
But no matter what people do when they see her, they always say the same inescapable fact. Just this evening one girl said,
"Eeeeeeee gemoknyaa dia comel larh!"

I cannot get over how fat she is! She's like the Fattest Schnauzer Alive!
The other one pun sama jugak.

Both can get crazy over the tiniest bit of food, and we are already feeding them sooo mucchhh.

They can spend 20 minutes circling the dinner table after everyone has left just to see if there are any scraps on the floor. Siao kao.

Well, it's already my last 8 hours in Terengganu. Feel like I've been here for ages and ages but then it also feels like out of nowhere time crept up and I've got to go back again. Weird. I'm so happy I came back though. I get to eat proper meals with fantastic dishes everyday. I get to bake myself on a lurrvvely beach everyday (except that one day when it rained so heavily) aaaaand I get to made MAJOR plastic damage when Mummy took me out for a sudden shopping trip 2 days ago (sadly, this one not everyday). I'm so happy!

Also very happy that I'm going back to KL. I'm going to hit the ground running. I reach KL tomorrow but I think I'll only get to duduk in my own room on Saturday or Sunday hehe. My plans for the next 4 days are already full like wanna burst! I love long, fun-filled weekends =)

Sometimes I Wonder If It's All A Joke?

My ex, someone I used to fancy, my sister and my best friend are out partying. Together.

There used to be conflict with my best friend over my ex. There was also conflict with my ex over my former interest, and vice versa.

Now they are all out having a great time while I, the initial mutual link, is slowly dying of boredom and other things 8 hours away from it all.

HA HA HA HA HA HA Ha Ha Ha ha ha ha ha (?)

Whiny Bitch

Now that I'm back in KT, I have the car and I have the re$$ource$$ (okay, my parents have, technically BUT WHATEVER). What I don't have are The Friends OR the places where I can make new friends. SIGH. Where are the bars? Where is the MP, the Frangi, the Maison? Why must life always be so win-some-lose-some?

And why, WHHYY must the MSSN (or whatever it's called) take my beloved Joceline away from me??? I know it sounds so tragic like she's dead (CHOI!) but it's really very sad. Who am I going to disturb and bully? Who am I going to chauffeur around? Who is going to hack my Twitter account? Who am I going to kidnap in the middle of the night to McD's? Who is going to teman me to the beach and compare how tan we are? Who who who???
***OMG I sound sooo fucking needy nowadays!

And you know what, I was eating at a warung just now and this really stupid thing happened. I saw they had Penang Char Koay Teow so I was like, Oooooh! cuz dah lama tak makan, kan. Then I ordered but like, 20 minutes after we finished our satay and drinks (finished kay, not food just reached or what) the guy strolls over and was like, Hey you guys order char koay teow kan? You nak kering ke basah? WHAT THE HUH? I was, Kita nak PENANG char koay teow. Ya lah, kering ke basah? Erm tak payah lah, cancel order je thanks. Seriously WTF do you even know what Penang Char Koay Teow looks like? Superbly bengong. Don't act clever if don't know okay. Very buat malu. It's like you're at McD's ordering a Filet-o-Fish and they asked you if you want beef or chicken with that. Just like they have different kinds of burgers, there are different kinds of koay teows. If you only know how to make koay teow basah (hehe!) then just stick with that and don't pandai-pandai advertise that you have char koay teow.

Back on Driver Duty

I reach home after an 8-hour bus ride and my dad gives me just enough time to put down my bag, pee, say hi to my mom, my grandma and my two dogs and set me to my first task: pick my sister up from tuition class.

My itenerary for the next three days has been confirmed. It revolves around my sister's schedule of school, extra classes, bowling games and wherever else she wants me to send her.

This of all things, is the biggest reminder that I am home! LOL!

But of course, this being KT, driving styles need to be slightly adapted and set to "small-town" mode.

What that means is I gotta remind myself always that there are no fast lanes here but lots of stupid bitches who don't know how to drive and even if I drive at 60 km/h there won't be anyone behind me honking or tailgating.

Although, things feel a little strange now. The last time I came back, it was CNY and therefore very riuh everyday. Friends were everywhere, and I wasn't single. Now it's rather lonely. Jacq's not here, Joceline's gonna disappear in a few days (my colleague in sunbathing!!) and again I feel the need to complain about how sucky it is not to have anyone to call you and say hey taken your dinner yet? and goodnight baby.

Zombiefied

For the past 48 hours, I've been operating on 7 hours of sleep.

Don't have my usual luxury of afternoon naps either.

Exhausted. I'm like a zombie, can die.

All sebab parents are here and I still refuse to give up my usual weekend routine haha.

Imagine, getting a hungover that lasts for like 15 hours and you have to go through all the motions of being sober and alert and healthy in front of your momma!

The moment it stops, you get ready to go out and get smashed again. Only you didn't, so you babysat your trainwrecked best friend who was always the one taking care of you. LOL ;p

My life is glorious! :D

And oh, it still kinda hurts when you realize you don't have anyone to call and say, hey by the way I'm not coming back home tonight, I'm crashing at my sister's place.

Hmph.

Why Do I Never Learn?

I should stop going grocery-shopping when I'm starving like mad.

I will only end up like a crazy old lady who is stocking her kitchen AND basement full of food because someone told her that the world is going to end soon or WW3 is right about to happen.

I can't even feel my arms no more after lugging all them bloody groceries back home.

On another note, WW3 does seem like it is going to happen rather soon. Oh why do I never learn?