Painting the Background

Pirates ahoy~

I have a thing for mint leaves these days. Buy a sprig of mint leaves, a handful of those small lemons species and a tub of honey. Mix and mix and add plenty of ice et voila! A totally superb refreshment to have in the summery hot afternoons, like every afternoon. And interestingly enough, mint is good for digestion. I was actually looking for a caffeine substitute since I have grown a serious habit of making my own macchiato after lunch to last me through till the evening. My parents have always considered me to be the milk type. During my last stay with them in late December, ayah came home with a 6-pack of 1 liter milk cartons. 'Die nak awk membesar' hoho dad, nak besa mcm mane lg nehh.

Petronas scholars are getting rm500 a month nowadays. It has resulted in careful monetary budgeting, waves of room raiding and lost of personal belongings as well as poor diet of tined sardines and roti canai per day. Mine would be the first mentioned above.

I discovered malaysia-today.net, it has some serious but interesting reads. Makes substance for a good (but dangerous) conversation. I think I miss talking to my dad now more than ever. All the small things are irrelevant on their own, but in any sense, paints our lives in multicolor tones and hues. Magnifique.

The O.C. '07

One fine gc morning. Eh silap =P One fine saturday morning, I successfully woke gc up and had him ready by 9 am. Sharp. Kudos luv. The outdoor carnival 2007 was just about to kick start a glorious 2-day event for any outdoor enthusiasts. Our awaited event at 9, the minigolf had not yet completed their booth, so we hung around and decided to join the kayak flag picking competition which did not have many people participating in it. It was 9 am still, and no one was around. I was not about to wait all day for history to create itself.

Flag picking was torturous!! 5 check points and my arms are clearly not the strongest part of my body. My jeans and everything got wet. Poor gc probably had to supply all the horsepower for us to complete the route. But I think I did a good job of rowing, too. Kott laa. It was a wonderful experience for the both of us. Purely refreshing. Great way to test your communication and teamwork with your partner.

After kayaking, we were pumped and I was starting to ache around my forearm areas. Oh shit. Rest and recouperate while playing a round of minigolf. The course was simple and at this point in my sea sailing love life, any game is fun with gc. Haha.

Met the girls around 11 (betuah nye bebudak bgn lamat btul) here we are in the go-kart pit stop area. I'm not too keen on go-kart, in areas not designated for that kind of activity. Plus it was rm10 for 5 laps or something. Tres cher.

Yatt in her go-kart.

Cinod had with him a 300mm lense that day. The power of zoom mannn..seriously!! Jenga as always, harus be there in the pic. Hehe.

Next we tried to fly like a fox. Wanna see the power of zoom? The above pic is taken with my ixus 60 4x digital zoom so it sucks. And below is with cinod's D70 300mm lenses.. Tada~~

Tarzan in a tee!! (sy nak gamba ni, 8R tau)

Mini Bikers on mini bikes. Crazee. Yatt and sara the police patrol units of bandar sri iskandar gitu~ the girls actually wanted to try mini bikes. And I got tickets for gc to play. Rm5 for 8 laps. Ok laa..cute outfits tho. Very colorful, makes the pictures all nice and pretty.

Gc nak gak rempit wpon on two wheels. Of course he outshined the girls. Kasi berasap sket litar tu ye. And lo and behold. I also bought a ticket. Initially I wanted to go and play with gc since the girls are paired to go together. He somehow sprinted off without me and here I am riding the bike all alone. I hate motorbikes. Even these small puddy things.

In the background is the Masjid An-Nur of UTP. Something we have all taken for granted and will truly miss. Huhu. And below, last pic of mister teror on mini wheels, taken by qambin of k5.

*its 5.40am in the morning and i had just finished my fyp poster =)

Whimsical Quizzical

So I did some self-pampering-soul-defining last night. I asked a stupid question, which in turn gave me a smack right in your face answer. Delicious. It was a personality trait question. There.

I've been watching too much of f.r.i.e.n.d.s. and now think that he should too. To think that I've been happiliy sailing the sea of love with him when all along he thinks I make a bad classy is just too big a shock.

Is it true that girls fall much more harder in love? I've been living in my fantasy that we've sailed the 7 seas in beautiful weather and he thinks the sails are all crooked now. Fix it, please.

I never thought you were perfect since the beginning, so there is no reason why either of us should change to satisfy that myth.

Bloody emotions. Aye aye that.

Hospital Bahagia Ulu Kinta

Welcome to Hospital Bahagia Ulu Kinta. My Organization Behaviour class went there as an educational trip last Tuesday the 28th of March. We had just finished covering a chapter on stress management.

We went as a group of 30 I think, and the hospital had a visit all planned out for us. We didn't know what to expect and my friends and I went just because we didn't think that we would go on our own even if we had the chance as opposed to going in a big group. Haha. Scaredy-cats.

This is Puan Noni, our class instructor. She's an excellent lecturer which makes the class a so much more fun.

We got the chance to visit the Women's Pre-discharge ward. One of the patients shared with us a poem or two but neither of us had any to share with her. This picture shows the crowd listening to the nurse's explanation about the patients' lifestyle. Some of them who are without any relatives even go to work in nearby factories.

The hospital has a massive flow of green all around it. It is around 500 acres of soil, with more projects on the way. So many trees and hills and places for the patients to hide-out if they succeeded to break out of their ward. But we didn't see any.

This is the men's Telephone Ward. Years ago this ward was the only one which had the telephone, thus the name. This was around lunch time, and we were assemblying in the cafetaria area and the patients were all getting ready to head our way. Neves tak neves. Haha. Nothing happened though. It was all safe. Because the real dangerous ones were placed in the Forensic Ward, the fresh cases of vountary murder, suicidal cases etc.. The Forensic ward is like a jail from afar. 21 ft tall walls barbed wire and full surveilance. We didn't get to go there.

Then we got to do some exploring in the Hospital's museum. Below are pictures of how the patients had their lunch years ago. Pretty sad, huh?

Mari mari mari..lauk panas2.. huhu

And a last one for the records! All of these in the pictures are my mechanical classmates! Ha ha.
(L-R) naz, tahee, sara, hatta, madcah, rejal and afiq at the bottom.