If You Don't do it, You Don't Really Believe it. Some people spend their whole time searching for what's right, but they can't seem to find any time to practice it. Your life story is not written with a pen, but with your actions. To do nothing is the way to be nothing.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
The mood outside is a typical cyberjaya, a super hot and humid evening and it ends with a beautiful sunset conquering the sky leading to dust. There are 2 girls and 3 guys down at the tennis court, I bet they are taking Tennis this semester by judging on their practice for serving. I wonder how to talk and woo them, or this is something just out from the movies. Walking randomly into a place and woo the hot chics. I never witness it before or try it before. I gut feeling is just how Barney Stinson is portrayed, and I don't think girl is that easy to pick up.
It been quite a week for myself. I stated on my previous post that with the FYP, come greater stress and with it, come a bigger way to de-stress. Being in the lab for almost a full month now on Friday and Saturday, juggling Sunday for family and time for myself. Its been quite a work out, or am just plain lazy, as some might have super human strength to do it all. Some of us might have the ability to not to go to class and still score, some are able to absorb what the lecturer like a leech sucking blood. Those what we called as "God of studies" but for normal mortal like me, reading and reading and reading still just got the rough picture without remembering it the next moment.
Back to de-stressing, I was treated to a musical masterclass by one of the top band in the 70's and 80's. Now their song will only be played if some fat ugly dude did a susan boyle on it or only on Valentine day. The aussie band called Air Supply. They are in town for their Love never ends tour in conjunction with their 35 years anniversary. They belted out their hits old and new like "lost in love", "all out of love" and "making love out of nothing".
The crowd in plenary hall @Klcc, goes wild, there are lots of aunty and uncle shouting "air supply I love you" This is perhaps this is their Backstreet boys of their generation. All in all, its a wicked time over there on Monday night.
Being Wednesday is a public holiday, Tuesday is a very lazy day indeed, and also the arrival of my uncle and his family with my grandma, due to the school holiday. On wednesday was suppose to be a badminton match between me and my uncle, who plays badminton regularly.
It all started while watching the Commenwealth game with my parents on TV when I asked my mom how does his brother (my uncle) play because he with his tummy in front if u know what I mean. Thus being free, my mom called him up instantly and he take it like Barney would, " its a challenge". My word being misinterpreted into saying " he cant play because he is fat" wtf!
However, the plan was off because they all decide to bring my grandma to jalan-jalan to Tanjung Sepat/Gold Coast Sepang. To be honest, am more looking forward to the badminton match rather than the trip. I really would like to try how far is my skills, although playing in campus for the past 2 weeks, I notice that its been deteriorating. My defence is not as strong and also my killing is not as sharp. Plus none of my family member ever seen me playing.
But there I was in the car off to Tg. Sepat for BKT, there are 2 type of BKT, the bak and the seafood one. By 9 a.m most of the food is already sold out. It is really a small town with just one main road. Thus you can find all in the same road. My sister also pre-ordered Hainan Pau, which supposedly quite famous, even the fat chinese guy with red face from HK that hosted food show also visited before. But personally, I won't drive this far for this Pau. Rather go to Jaya 33 for the dim sum for pau.
The next stop was mushroom and linzhi farm and then to Arowana koropok factory. That produce various tapioca chip ( keropok ) product. Tasted the same, but somehow they have this huge ass picture of Jason from taste with Jason visited them.
Then to Sepang Gold Coast beach, its quite an exclusive area from rm 500 plus per night per person. Such rate, are not for people like us. Thus we stick to the beach, looking at the watch is just 1 P.m, we decide to go to Port Dickson. Sadly it was raining thus there are not much activity available. Thus the chance to shoot a family member with paintball also dashed.
Wasn't prepared to enter the water with no extra clothes, my uncle asked me to accompany his children for banana boat but without the flipping into water, as the kids are scared. This is my second time in banana boat, this time I have to put a brave face to accompany the kids, and try to ensure their safety.
Unexpected trip, and at first not looking forward but seeing all have a good time certainly change things.Tomorrow another day at the lab and also Saturday.And hope to be back in time to bid them goodbye.