Eleventh hour.

Every time I had the chance to spend my time with him, to recapture his features in my mind, to let myself absorb every knowledge (and also his crazy antics and craps) he tells me, to feel his presence near me, I fall in love with him, again.

And again. And again. And again. However incredibly absurd that sounds like for all of you outside there, you have how I idea what I feel deep inside. It's like throwing a mouse into a barrel, full of cheese. So blissful, at least according to my twenty-years-long experience of watching cartoon.

Eleven months is a big deal for both of us, with me being a freakishly stubborn person, and him with his, well, personality :p It's not an easy feat, I can guarantee that for sure. But it had been definitely some awesome eleven months.

A new milestone we've reached and the journey so far had been great. Thank you for staying and sticking with me, through thick and thin; for always reminding me how we are in this together whenever we arrived at what looked just like a bunch of dead ends; for always encouraging me to be a better person; for everything. More months to come yo! Love you, babe :)

And um, if you decided to run away from me, aku sepak kau :* 

Yefafex.

#np Faithfully.

Forever remembering the lovable and awesome Cory Monteith by listening to his duet with one miss Lea Michele Sarfati. Rest in peace, big guy.

Throwback; one of our firsts.

*lari jauh-jauh*  *gelak guling-guling*

More after this, God-willing :)

Wrecked.

Wanted to do a throwback, but because of certain problems (read: attitude and also health problem) I will be doing ten facts about me, Ramadhan version.

Ready? Okay here we go.

#1  Ibu knows how much I LOVE sardine curry puff for iftar.

#2  No rice or heavy food for iftar. 

#3  Will always prefer tarawikh with family, above anything else.

#4  Always fantasizing about "sahur at Perlis and iftar at Sabah", hihi.

#5  Rice? Real dinner? After tarawikh.

#6  Too lazy to sahur? Datesssss.

#7  Air tebu. Air bunga. Nuff said.

#8  There was one period of time where my whole family eats cereal for sahur.

#9  Definitely miss Ramadhan at MRSM PDRM.

#10  The month when I can control a bit, if not all, of my temper  *wink*

Salam Ramadhan, good people! Let's be thankful we were still given the chance to meet this divine month. And use this month well by continuously doing all the good deeds :)

Human version of Snorlax.

Finally. A day for me to rest.

It had been a long week. No joke. Not exaggerating. Like, a seriously long week.

Let's start with last Sunday. No, not the just-passed-by Sunday. The camping-trip Sunday. So I hiked Dissolved Hill. Refer the last post.

On Monday, I got the HSE test and had to walk to the Multi Purpose Hall, which was located 100 miles away from Village 5.

On Tuesday, I thanked God so much as I had Engineering Drawing test at the class itself, although it was just about 70 miles from V5. The test was good, I think I could get at least 46/50 and that brightened my day up for a bit. AND I went home with the forever awesome ETS train that evening.

On Wednesday, I had to wake up at three in the morning as my brother and I had a flight to Kota Kinabalu at 6.30 am. Ayah was there for a conference or meeting for his department, national-level. Lulz whatever. And wandered around a small portion of KK on foot. On bleeping foot. Oh and I ate the first plate of rice after four weeks that night. Har har.

My underwater casing for my baby iPhone :3

Hyatt Hotel level 10.

So the people from level 3 or 4 can usha us from their balcony, it seems.

Another views from Hyatt Hotel, level 10.

Some crazy shit facts from Alis over our coffee. 

Yes. I ate the rice. For the first time. In four weeks. Sobs.

Thank God the dinner was worth it. KK's seafood ftw!

On Thursday, diving and had to endure KK's rainstorm. K, maybe I exaggerated the storm. But it wasn't a light, hi-I'm-here-only-for-a-while rain. It started raining when we were still on the Mamutik Island. Imagine us, having to get on boat, in the rain with another 10 people. So by the end of the day, Ayah, Alis and me slept kinda early after having Burger King for dinner.

MAINLAND.

Hello island! :3

Remember the orange underwater casing earlier?

Yes.

First try. Using that casing.

Say hi to my baby bro!

Is it just me or I have this sudden urge to go and pop the whatever-they-are just like we pop the bubble wrap? Blergh.

Whose instagram that still doesn't have this kind of picture? The look-at-mah-kicks kind?

*lari menyorok belakang gajah*

Spot the clownfish!

BLERGH.

Triple blergh.

I love this one. Idk why.

First dive in, what, two years? Woohooo :)

Pointed this fact to Ayah. Hebat much?

Post-diving activity: Lay on your back and stare at the the canopy.

On Friday, we headed back to KL. But not without a memorable incident, obviously. We got to fly in an Air Asia flight with a big, big, muthafuckin big QPR words plastered on it. It was a cool, awesome looking flight weh! But Alis wore MU's jersey that day, so his timing was off. Lulz. But for some unavoidable reason and problem, we had to switch airplanes. I went crying (falsely) with some annoying "Nak naik flight QPR" whimpers during the switch. Hihi.

Gila tak patriotik aku, hoho.

SEE?

Ohsem lassial.

So apparently, this is a QPR-themed airplane. I was so happy.

After two hours delay, all of the passengers on that awesome plane had to switch.

Sobs.

After ten years, it was good to see you again, Sabah.

On Saturday, I had another long day. Went to PWTC for the Malaysia International Dive Expo or MIDE. Bought this strobe to be used with Ayah's camera, during his next dive I'm sure. Went to Royale Chulan Hotel to meet Ayah's friend. Went to Nenek's for a kinda late Zohor's prayers. Went to Jusco Maluri to buy a new ceiling fan to replace the old one in the dining hall and to buy some groceries. Went back home and after unloading the groceries, went to help Ayah to pluck a whole lot of mangoes from our mango tree. Went back inside after more than half an hour later and immediately assembled and replaced the ceiling fan. Which process ended at around 9 pm.

On Sunday, the ticket mayhem. Went back to UTP and had to walk (vigorously, for the zillion times, that week, with two not-recovered-yet-from-the-hike legs) from the front gate to Village 5, which was 300 miles apart.

Yesterday. 'Almost' five hours classes straight. With headaches and yo-yo body temperature, which I suspect resulted from the dancing in the rain on Thursday. Reviewing our video for HSE, due tomorrow. Completing my part for the Recreational & Adventures I logbook and camping report. Which was done at Amy's room. Which I left just before midnight.

So today, two of my classes were cancelled. And I have a Computational Methods class from four to five, and our last R&A I class for the semester until seven pm.

So yeah. I had a long week. No joke. Not exaggerating. And I'm grateful for this unexpected, but welcomed-with-a-wide-opened-arms break. But it was an awesome seven days, no doubt.

I. Just. Need. Some. Rest. Lulz. And headaches won't leave me, even now. Gonna eat some breakfast, some Uphamol (if I have any, that is. Sigh) and probably sleep more until my class.

Until next time, bye! And have a nice day, people! :)

Shortened thinking capacity.

Assalamualaikum and good mooorning!

Had a quite long sleep last night, considering I've just got back from my Recreational and Activity class' camping Dissolved Hill fer two days yesterday. Thank you to my Danial for waking me up or I'm sure I'll sleep until, what, twelve noon?

And my class today starts at twelve :3 My girlfriends got all excited and kinda celebrated in our own Whatsapp group. Haha.

The camping session was filled with pure awesomeness. And exhaustion. I got to meet new people, to know my friends more, spending load of time together. And hey, I've learnt 4 types of knots wey! Cool.

We arrived at the base of Dissolved Hill on Saturday's evening set up the tents, went to the knot class by our R&A lecturer, had to redo the knots in front of him with my group in a private session, went to the Taiping's Zoo for the night safari.

Right after the trip around the zoo, I warned Dani to NOT to take me to the zoo with him or I'll end up shrieking and cooing and awww-ing at every other animal I see. Gosh, I even sang Elton John's Can You Feel The Love Tonight when I saw two lions which were, like, meleser, at each other. I seriously pitied my groupmates who had to see my five-year-old child side that night.

And the next day, I started with the sentry at three with Group 8 and my group. Mind you, group 8 consists of 2 girls and 3 boys of #ChemeClan and Shahira. You can imagine how crazy it was, having to regroup with my own awesome friends. So what we did during our one hour shift?

Playing cards. Until five. One hour after my shift ended. The four-to-five shift watched us play and laughed at our antics.

And the next morning, after only an hour sleep  *sigh*  , we continued our camp by hiking the Dissolved Hill, which trail started right in front of our campsite. Although there was a tarmac road leading up the hill, but where's the adventure la kan if we use that road?

Pfft.

So jungle trekking we did. I suck at estimating distance and all, but for sure it was an two-hour worth of root grabbing, stepping on slippery rocks, slipping on the nearly vertical slope and pushing myself to the limit. It's been a while since I did any vigorous physical activity, really. But doing it with my friends and fellow group 7 & 8 people, it was awesome.

So we arrived at the checkpoint after the jungle trekking and our lecturer gave us two choices, either we can just go back down to our campsite or to continue climbing the Dissolved Hill until this one point named Tea Garden. Apparently, them boys wanted to climb some more, so us girls had to follow them too. It's like a group thing, where we have to stick together ind of stuff. A decision that ruined my butt AND shortened my thinking capacity for a bit, actually. Due to the exhaustion, obviously. So we hiked another 3+ kilos, with the one we called Renjer Luthfi showing us shortcuts and all to our next destination. He even brought us past the Tea Garden and we went to this small waterfall.

I didn't have many pictures with me and I'm still in the process of collecting them all from the the awesome people (aku puji ni, baik bagi the gambar cepat!) and maybe I'll post them separately but here's one picture of us at the first checkpoint.

Never knew all six of us are actually a bunch of camwhores smh.

After that, we went down straight to the base, which was another 5++ kilos of walking down the hill and unmerciful slopes, ate our lunch and get ready for home.

Eh silap. Not home, for UTP. Sobs.

Speaking of home, I'm going back on Tuesday night! Woohoo, got to see Alis before he register himself at GMI for this A-Levels or whatever it is. Imma force him to sembang with me the whole week. It's like a cue for my annoying--overly-attached-older-sis saide. And we even get to go to the Malaysia International Dive Expo! :3 Imma request a shorties from Ayah. HAHAHAHA.

Also, for my dearest Danial, happy ten months! Looking back, that's one long way we went through, and even longer way to go. Thanks for the wonderFULL (geddit, geddit? FULL. HAHA okay lame) dinner last night. Thanks for the journey. Thanks for everything. FEKs and I love you! :)

Aaaand now I have to go and study for my Health, Safety and Environment test tonight. Happy NIOSH, EQA and DOSH dear HSE students :3 Until then, bye!