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Happy Mooncake Festival everyone!

… *silence* …

Uh, did you know, actually the correct term for the festive season is ‘Mid Autumn Festival’? I get pretty amused over all the ‘Happy Mooncake Festival’ greetings I got from MSN and SMS. XD We’re worshipping the moon here, not the mooncake itself, hello?! Thanks for the greetings and lulz anyway…

As I look out from my condo, I can hardly feel the atmosphere that the Mid Autumn Festival was supposed to bring. No kids scurrying around carrying lanterns, chasing each other with fireworks, not even a single unit is lit with candles or lanterns.

Hence, I did some solitary celebration at the balcony…

With all the crimes going on in Malaysia, I’m not surprised that parents are filled to the brim with fear for even letting their children out of sight for just a second. Sigh.

When can we Bolehlanders have a peaceful little celebration without worrying that we get surprise buttshecks from behind? Possibly with the aid of a cucumber or brinjal?! WHEN? Frankly, I myself have been watchful when I’m outside, constant vigilance, as Moody said.

Dear readers, do watch out your ass. Someone else rather than your loved one might be eyeing it, ya know. And I ain’t kidding. Srsly.

For the criminal who did *you know what* to Nurin, I’ll have some chilli’s ready, stuff it up your p-, see how it feels. ^^

I left my blog alone, way, way, way toooooooooo long, I guess those who does follow or lurk here have got bored.

Sorry lah, got exam mah, and people busy park thor~ *giggles*

By the way, let me interrupt my blogging for a short announcement:

Darling, it’s been 6 months being in love with you. Plus 5 years of friendship, going on the 6th. I love you more than ever before oh, gonna overcome all the obstacles in the future for our love~ Thanks for all the love you have showered to me, you used to care for me when I was your closest friend, but now you treat me much more better than I can ever imagine. I will appreciate the love we share more and more oh~ Muacks~~

/b/tards might find this announcement gross, but i’m still a fickle little girl who needs love and attention among all the anonymity. XD

So, just to update, my studies are going on great though I never forget to mention that fact how I hate the stupid college, as usual. Sien loh, now people are more focused on getting courseworks done and learning skills, and TARC College is introducing IT to it’s students with computers that can hardly function and the fucked college can’t even afford to buy us mouses! Imagine that, bring your own mouse to college. What the FUCK?!

And that’s not the main point. In PRACTICAL classes, the only practical thing we ever did is to nod off to sleep or to copy down notes (which, I’m ashamed to say, I only do the former but not the latter XD) in a computer lab that only has keyboards. (if you don’t know touch typing, you probably wouldn’t know how to use TARC keyboards either coz idiots that consist of TARCians have been pulling out the keys to spell letters like ‘fuck’ or ‘dick’. What should be in place of QWERTY has been replaced by a very limited amount of vocabulary which, sadly to say, a lot of TARCians own.)

As for those from different schools, I dunno lah, maybe the college look down on Mass Comm students and provide junk for us? Haven’t seen other schools computer lab so my judgement might be wrong. So if yeah, kindly correct me. But I doubt anyone will though, very disappointed with the damned college.

Oooops, there I go and wrote a TARC rant again, damn~

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Now I’m gonna blog about my recent trip to Gabai Waterfalls.

Dear was all fed up with life and the horrid weather we had these few days, so we went for a natural escape. Believe me, hot weather and him don’t make a good combo at all. NOT AT ALL.

But i’m damn glad the trip managed to cheer him up. We never stopped laughing since arriving in Hulu Langat and opening the car window for some fresh air.

At first, we tried to seek Lepok waterfalls, which needs more adventurous people to trek through a bit of jungle to find it.

End up we went to no avail and got lost and went back to the car to head to Gabai, dignity gone and with a couple of mosquito bites, and a very muddy feet.

pic: quicksand! T.T

After a short climb, this is the only stretch of Lepok we found.

pic: Ya Hui amongst the rocks and the splash~ (Nice hor?)


since we can’t find the damned waterfall, we pic whored instead.

pic: Ya Hui and her love~ (I LOVE THIS PIC!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Then after we descended from Lepok, we headed over to Gabai, and that’s where we had most of our fun.

Splashing in the waters, being pecked by fishes swarming around our legs, and getting my leg’s hair chomped off by the little water monsters. -__-

To those who wanna head to Gabai Waterfalls, just follow the signs as you arrive in Hulu Langat mountain, it’s impossible to miss it. Key point, FOLLOW THE SIGNS.

It’s fun! And it provided a relaxation that only Nature can! :D

Ciao, and hope my long absence didn’t make you guys too bored. Sorry oh. :( Exam stress also lah, honestly…

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dear didi please borrow your post a bit oh, lol, got my inspiration from you anyway. ;)

Ho hum, dear fellow Malaysians. Please tell me, how many times have we seen such stories?! Frankly I’m freaking sick and tired of all these already.

Just to add insult to injury, let me share with you about another horror which some of the females suffer in the camp.

I shall not be held responsible for the credibility of the story as this was what I heard from a couple of college mates.

Did you guys know…

In some camps, girls are forced to wash their soiled sanitary pads just because the Malay counterparts in the camp believe that doing so will ward off evil.

For some background info, certain races and religion has viewed the women’s period as something ‘dirty’.

However, to me, the only ‘dirty’ thing I feel is as in LITERALLY. I freaking hate the mess that I have to clean up every day during the crazy 5 days every month, and after a restless night of sleep (try sleeping while ‘bleeding’), you wake up to find a mess.

Or try it when it catches you off guard.

But, with the wonderful invention of the sanitary pad, it has saved us female a hell lotta trouble.

Back to topic, I was talking about the horror that females suffer in certain camps (dunno who, dunno where, so don’t ask), do you know what I’m talking about?

To ward off the ‘dirty’ thing, the Malays follow a superstition whereby they have to WASH THE BLOOD out of DISPOSABLE sanitary pads.

Hello?! Joo idiots, you know what the heck is DISPOSABLE?! LOOK UP THE DICTIONARY!!! Or did your beloved Dewan Bahasa (hell yeah I wish to burn down that building who forced us to study worthless KOMSAS for so damn many years!) not ‘invent’, or steal a word or two from Engrand to compensate for the lack of the word ‘DISPOSABLE’ in the Malay vocabulary, eh?! It means you use it once and throw the damned thing away!

To wash away the blood in your used sanitary pad is to ward off evil. Did that work?! Nope, don’t think so. I heard mostly the races that got spooked are Malays, not the Indians or Chinese. Lame much?! Or did it backfire?! You’re supposed to THROW AWAY the evil dirty blood-stained thingie, not wash it.

To make myself clear that this post wasn’t targeted to show how racist I am, just wanna add in.

After a discussion with a good Malay friend of mine, Deleted, I believe that these sort of beliefs, period blood being dirty, etc, are really a part of their race teachings.

BUT…

In the above story, I forgot to mention that all races were forced to do that, regardless of Chinese or Indian. The instructors at the camp sought that they do so. @.@

So, if it’s a belief of yours, why mess with us and ask us to do something that we never believed and feel is offensive?!

In the end, some who grossed out just didn’t bother and stopped doing so. I don’t see them being spooked. Bleh.

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I really couldn’t believe my ears.

This story had my eyes pop out of the sheer stupidity of it.