Saturday, September 26, 2009

Suku Surpise!

T'was suppose to be a heartwarming story about a pack of 6, adventuring into the land of Gunung Suku. A much needed and long overdue moutain getaway it was, for me at least. Beads of sweat rolling down my chin one at a time; hands swipping at my arms, feet and face every few minutes (we confidently forgot aoubt insect repellent). It was bound to be a heroic tale as we slayed deeper into steep lands, with the harmonious symphony of birds singing in the backgroud, sound of our thumping hearts in our ears, and the rustling leave under our feet serenading us. It was really all that and more! for the first hour of the trek at least. Just when the going was getting tough, the tough stopped, abruptly. Our 4 hours escapade to the peak was cut short when one of us was not well. and i was just starting to rejoice in the pains and glory of a neglected hobby.

We stopped for mountain made Portobello Mushroom Pasta and sausages. Yes, they really do spoil us.

Are you joking!? You guys drove all the way to Camerons for an abandoned trek? You must be asking. But no... no no no no no. That, my friend is where you are wrong! Little did we know Suku had lost of little suprises planted for us along our leisurely way down. Pleasant surprises and mindbaffling discoveries. Its amazing what you can uncover with an observant eye.

The first surprise Suku prepared for us was this beautiful, lonesome fungly mushroom. It closed slightly when we touched it, and closed again when we touched it more. I wanted see how it look like completely closed but they boo-ed at my idea. :( the mushroom looks plenty yummy though! imagine that cooked with fresh greens, chicken croutons and glazed in honey mustard dressing... yum!

Gary the snail lazily welcomed us after that! slowly, slimy but surely, with that beautiful and unique shell of his, he smiled at us. *shall resist thinking of Gary as an escargot!*
We saw Buddha on the way down. Tucked discreetly, comfortably by a tree. What do you see?

Curiosity got the better of us when the number of add yellow balls scattered on the ground seem to increase. first there were only one or two on the way, then yellow and green balls were like everywhere. It looked like it just rained balls and the air was lemony fresh after that. Who would have guessed that those yellow balls WERE lemons! I didnt even know Malaysia had lemon trees. We spotted the lemon tree. Now we know, the lesson of the story? Malaysia has lemon trees!this was like the best discovery of all! Remember those red little seeds we find on the ground and use to keep for fun during like primary school? "Siang Si Dou" we used to call it in mandarin. This brought back sweet childhood memories when we found it. It was something I play with growing up but never bothered to ask where it came from or how it looked like. We found the seeds raw, still in its little coccon, the red shell still soft and premature. Milk ozzes out when we break the skin. I was very excited to find this, wouldnt you?

More mushrooms looking yummy on the way down,

and last but not least, a very baffling discovery. We found the fruit, we found the tree, we dont know what on earth is this supposed to be. Its definately not a lemon, its not furry/orange enough to be a peach, its not guava-ey enough to be well, a guava. Another dissection of the fruit revealed purple flesh. definately not a dragon fruit. Any ideas?

This furry little fellow welcomed us on the way up. Looks like one big impressive caterpillar don't it? ITS NOT! its actually a combo of many many tiny furry caterpillars. uncountable.

So thats about it folks! It took us too long to get back down because of all the ohhings and ahhing and picture taking. Can't really tell you much about the Suku as a mountain until the next time we head up again. Its suppose to be good though, with mossy goodness and all.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

mountain bug is back!

i havent been trekking since forever GUNUNG SUKU HERE I COME!!!!
finally some bonding time with people i love, but havent bonded with in a while.

can u tell im super excited? CAN YOU CAN YOU!!?? :D

scared also, coz damn long didnt go moutaining edi. stamina like shit. and Gunung Suku apparently is not an easy moutain. the last trek was that sort-of-failed trek in U.S. (didnt find the waterfall, kinda got lost), IN SNOW! well that was quite an experience. F.Y.I, trekking in snow without snow shoes, NOT FUN!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

not so discreet

wanted to spend more money on dancing courses. and then i realize, i don't have enough.

excuse me while i stuff my face in chocolate covered mashed potatoes and wallow in self-pity.

mmm.... chocolate covered mashed potatoes....

dharma said some stuff that comforted me. yes, its not my priority and main focus thats why im not great at it. but sometimes i wish i could just drop everything and make it my one and only priority. its all i can think of.

Foamy should be made King of the world.

am i the only one noticing the split second subliminal messages on Star TV? i hate it. it feels like my eyes are being raped and my mind is being forced-fed. This has got to be against a consumer-human-right law or something! I see advertisements on tv, in my house, outside my house, when im on the computer, on blogs on youtube, in my own room in my own car, when im playing PS when im watching a commercial i see advertising for ANOTHER product in the movies ARRGGGHHH I WANNA GET AWAY GET AWAY STOP TAINTING MY EYES WITH UR SUBLIMINAL CUTS before you know it people will be payed to have their heads or inner eyelids tatoo-ed with the McD logo and even when we close our eyes all we think of is a McChicken and in the future we'll be seeing coca-cola signs when we look at the moon or even better u know the batman sign in the sky? there'll be a Nike logo looking back at us instead. the only place i can think of getting away from the billboards is the mountains, even THERE i see advertising for 100plus on the ground coz apparently some dumbasses dont know what is a trash can. i wanna get away i wanna get away i wanna get away i wanan get away i wanna get away STOP WITH THE ADVERTS you annoying evil geniuses. its like propaganda. "eat at McD's McD's the best McD's McD's McD's ...." well McD sucks i'll settle for a Ramly anyday.

instead of advertising for money-greedy conglomerates they should advertise for people to bring their own bags to the supermarket. now that, would be a better use of time, money, space, and brainwashing.

will they ever give it a rest?

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Canis Lupus Arctos,

aren't they just the prettiest sight?

the Artic Wolf. majestic, adorable furry goodness. :)

LOOK AT ALL THAT FUR! he almost look like a lion! Artic Wolfs, living in harsh snow conditions (duh) grows a second layer of fur for protection against the cold during winter!

Its no wonder they can survive sub-zero temperatures for yeaaaaars, 5 months of absolute darkness a year, AND weeks without food. imagine puasaing in the cold darkness for weeks on end.

Artic Wolves are smart! yes they are yes they are! In the winter, when snow rules the earth, the Wolfie's furr turns white; In the summer, where green and brown grass carpets the ground, the Wolfie's coat magically turns brownish grey! AMAZING!

"photosynthesis" david lettermen said. you dumbass, its CAMOUFLAGING! so if you thought only reptiles comouflage, think again!

many people don't you that, and now you do! :)

i want one of those in my garden! comelnyaaaaaaaaa. oh wait garden too panas, i'll have to put it in my room coz got air cond! my room it is! :D

you have just been made smarter by the eternal optimist and her pack of artic wolves :)

Saturday, September 12, 2009

damn the limitations

Sabah, Melbourne, road trips..
all this talk about travels is making me want to just pack up and go!

all the talk about inking is NOT helping either.

i miss Vail.

people that talk about themselves all the time is interesting for the first 10 minutes, and then they start to get annoying. shut up and talk about something else already. must remind myself everytime i start talking about myself.

When someone is having a conversation about you (especially if the conversation involves your learning about your mistakes and how to improve and stuff like that), and someone else butts in and talks about themselves, its just rude, and makes him/her look like an attention seeker.

its annoying when someone who is good at something says they suck it in front of your face, because you know, she/he knows, and the whole room knows that you suck at it more then her/him.

drama queens are annoying.

why do people brag about being bad at things?

please tell me if i'm being annoying to you, or to myself. i dont want to be a hypocrite.


kickboxing. sounds like a plan. but then again, maybe not.

i want soo many things, and not in a birthday/xmas gift wishlists kind of way.

life just feels so pointless these days.

this didnt started as an emo post, it just somehow became that way.

catch my drift?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

lost in the dark and the stars are not shining

this air that i breath,

the places that i've been,

the reflection that i see,

i miss the me i used to be.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

free falling

remember my skydiving post?

well this is it, the epic video of me free falling off a plane to go with it.

watch, and salivate.

my bro had nothing to say coz he paid for eveything and well, you can hardly see him in the vid.
hey its not my fault! :P

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

commen sava

just found out that Alliance Francaise is located in Leisure Commerce Square, thats like 1 step away from my college's campus, literally!

while everyone else is happily going konchiwa and saranghae-o,
i've always wanted to learn French.
oh how nice is it, to be able to learn the language and live and breath the country!
the art, the culture, the food,

and french men, mmmmmmmm.. french men...

i want to be in France with my little black beret, eating my hearty escargots and heavenly toasted baguettes with the Eiffle tower majestically glowing in the background, and that violinsist with the moustache serenading me..

at least i've got the fake paris in Las Vegas.

one day,


one day.