Bogyoke Aung San Market

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Since maybe coiled tubing services may not be needed afterall, that pretty much wraps up my day. Ticketing is done. So I will take this chance to head home a bit early and go enjoy beautiful Yangon. Wanna come?

Yangon, Myanmar

Our trip to Myanmar was a tiring one. We had to take the 9:15pm flight to Bangkok and arrived at Suvarnabumi International Airport about 2 hours later. We then -stopped for a ciggie break- and rushed off to the airport hotel, Novotel Bangkok. But boy was I happy as a cat when I dialled '0' and found out that Bangkok local time was actually 11:45pm. Time saved!

Google it out, its pretty amazing. For the 4,900 baht we had to fish out. Not to mention, we had to check out the next morning at 5am.

We got to Yangon, and then of course my stomach had to get all excited. Nature call. Hehe. We had the van wait for us outside the airport. But even inside the airport, Azrel and I had a funny encounter. The money changer is right infront of the toilet door. Apekah. We were all pretty tired.

We checked into MiCasa Hotel Apartments (daily rates 90 USD and monthly of 2000 USD - I just googled).

Now the boys have all left me and I am to fend for my sorry arse during the drilling meeting.

Let's Keep In Touch

The connection he has with her has changed into a secretive spy-agent undercover world. He believed it felt so real. So wholesome. She was always there on his beck and call. Time happened, and she slowly slipped away. Now she's like a celebrated artist, where he would only appear in her life once in a while. When needed.

He met her again, on a promised date. The day before you leave, he told her.

Grass grows, and is cut.
Time spent, shall never be replayed.

Occasionally someone would copy him a piece of her life off the internet. Hey, read this. Maybe it will let you know what she is doing right now. Once in a while those snippets would make him smile. After a year or two, he knows its not about him she is rumoured with. On other occasions, his friends would dish him on the things she says through facebook.

When you have come across an article that seems to be based on facts, you become gullible. It feels like you have just found new hope, anything is possible now.

Perhaps it is time they met. And dealt with things.

Am Off

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This snapshot of my rear end tells it all. I am off. Without the warm fuzzy other. Will be back in Malaysia after a number of weeks. Well I packed for a month. So lets hope I'll be back by the time mama arrives in Malaysia.

Seven dash Four

Nino : So do you know what today is?
Me : Err. Saturday?
Nino : Nope. Today's five dash four
Me : Oh. OK.
Nino : Tomorrow would be six dash four..
Me : (Apekebende dash2 four ni??)
Nino : And then when it gets to seven dash four..its my birthday.
Me : (cookie monster ok. budak ni kire tarikh with dash dash ke. blimey) Oh!! Happy Becoming birthday to you missy!!

Visiting Mary and Siti K

Little Maryam Arissa. So adorable. Seriously mini Lhene ok.

Last Wednesday was a struck of fate and me being the only available person in the base to head all the way up to Kota Bharu to accompany one of our crew that was just recently involved in a chemical spill. (The dude is fine btw and I have to continue with the investigation on Sunday morning boo hoo).

Spur of the moment, I had to head all the way up to KB with the driver and our trip (SLB time, duhh~) was 6 hours with 3 stops. Haha. Jauh siot KB klo nek kete SLB. I had every intention of shopping my arse off when I got there. Ye lah, I didn't have to spend a single penny for the trip nor the accomodation. Renaissance. Sedap tols!

I planned to meet up Mama Lhene and her new born. What luck I had with me in Kemaman a set of baby tees I got from Mothercare. Lhene plak.. sempoi abes. Tade gaye org tgh pantangs pon! That night I was invited to spend the night with Lhene and her family, since her husband wasn't around anyways.

So I slept with Baby Mary and Lhene. Mary has this 2 hour feeding program. Every 2 hour she would cry and Lhene would be like, "Maryam lapar ye sayang.. Ok, jap ye Mama buat susu.." and I am a light sleeper and woke up and started to pat Mary while waiting for her milk. *pitam* next few hours it would happen again.. *pitam* and again.. til I woke up for subuh at 630. Mase tu da tak larat nak pitam balik cause I had to leave pretty early.

Funny thing was that Lhene and I aren't too close, like I don't know her surname and her husband's name either. But I didn't let it get to me. I think the bond I have with all the other supadupa girls is just amazing. Like we would just giggle and have fun regardless.

We bid our farewells, hoping to meet when Mary is a bit older..like, 10 weeks? Haha.

I succeeded in convincing the driver to take me to Pasar Besar Siti Khadijah the same morning. Damage done!!

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Dah malas nak type. Nak kua jenjalan. See ya!