The end

With Facebook, its rare for people to upload pictures on blog anymore. Hardly have any sleep and finger crossed, the proposal will be accepted. Its like been a tradition ever since MMU for me to lose sleep as nearer to the reopen of class. Previously as exam results are released, then now FYP is looming.

As my proposal already been mail, all I can do now is to wait for the green light, which I really hope it's green.  However its easier said than done. Not to worry is not so easy to do. 

These are some of the pictures from my recent trip to Bandung, Indonesia. Hope the good time are not wipe away with the stressful-ness of FYP and the new semester, as I hope to enter the new semester, a better person after few months away. 

Spot the lightbulb

The airport, ex air force base

Lunch!

And the Ah Ma needs some loving too..

Gunawan from Surabaya

Nuri Ang and husband from Jakarta

tea time

Remind of little Genting

Adding the ambience's for romantic dinner 

Finger foood

Pisang goreng with sugar or mint flavour chocolate

One of the Factory Outlet

Why is it not by Perodua?

Inside the Factory outlet

Its like your average mall

sister

Everybody for dinner, nasi padang

Ordinary store but..

sells pisang goreng for 1000 each! - Rupiah

Will be nice if the volcano erupt suddenly

As it is stated " Tangkuban Prahu"

Food at the top of highland

Cold weather, its good to have Bakso

Pineapple street

Sarawak Pineapple? please lah

Even the bees love it

ho liao! 

Dinner at Java Beans

Gunawan with wife and kid

Sawah padi? 

Yes, but the view from this restaurant

model, because they are paid to pose

Ain't no Heritage row, another Factory Outlet

Some of the few theme Factory outlet

Flying out from Cihampelas street

Of course some modern building too

No they don't just sell Tarzan suit

One of the place to visit

the most cincai van driver

some can't just behave

the maternal side

Kawah Putih ( read lah) 

Bone chilling weather with warm water

Jump shot take #1

its a crater, please don jump

talk too much, eat chili

Not lake Como, but good enough

As the sun set, its time to say Goodbye..

Love bug

This week mark the last week of my 20 weeks of 'holiday'. Internship is considered as holiday as there is not much of stress for me personally. It happens and its all natural with time, people change. Changes are unavoidable, all we can hope is people will change for the better, and still preserve what we like in them. But to sugar coat everything, is just not life, its more to fantasy.

Although during this period I spend most my time with my family, I do notice changes in some of my friends via the CNN, facebook. Especially those who enter or let just say experience a different phase of their life- Being in a Relationship.


Its sweet really especially to see new couples, doing the oh-so-sweet, honey moon period. My hats off to them, and wish them the very best. Pop in Buble's Quando Quando Quando in the cd player, and you get the goosebumps, on how the anticipation, building up. A period where the girl play hard to get ( jual mahal) and the guy trying the very best to get the girl's attention while all these while she know she have fallen for him and just waiting for him to seal the deal, while messing with his head to value his sincerity.

I guess it happens to everyone, but maybe now its not the time for you, but its time for your friend, probably vice- versa later on. God creates everything in pair, and I belief that everyone will meet their match soon, even the fat and rough one or the slim and handsome one, regardless how you look like.

For those who time have not arrived, I guess enjoy being single as being single is not as bad, although sometimes peer pressure come into play.

A story I would like to share is on one of my best friend who is now dating this girl where they met in university. Before this girl there is another one, however they are having long distant relationship, as they girl is studying in Johore and he is in Bangi. He occasionally drive down to visit her, however their relationship hit some rough rocks, even to the extend of me getting 2-3 A.M call from the girl and the guy, the irony is, I never met this girl. For what ever reason, they broke up. At that time I can sense that my friend is really sad as he have strong feeling that this girl is 'the one'.

After a while, he called me up with a more cheerful tone. He have met this new girl, his current gf. They seem very compatible, hanging out and sticking to each other like glue. Playing badminton ( which is his favorite sport) and have late night supper at the 24 hours KFC in Kajang, (btw they have cheap bowling neraby).

Finally I met this girl. She seems friendly and the total opposite from his ex which is more alim ( strong in religious ). After a few more meeting with other friends, they seems to be in their own world as we watched. You know how it is, when there is like an invincible wall separating them and the world.

I did not confront my friend this time, although most of the time I've been vocal towards him. Yes, at times it can be a bit annoying when everywhere we go, the girl will be there, there is no bro time. However, when I see it on his side, I guess he is lucky to have someone who love to spend time with his,not all couple would like to spend time with each other as some would still stick to the 'friends forever' thing, or they need 'time alone'.

As his good friend, I hope nothing but the best for him.Putting myself in his shoe, make me understand better And now, his girlfriend are part of the roaster when we all gather. Heck, we even pull off surprise party for him recently for his 22nd birthday.

The lesson here is, our friends might change when they involve in a relationship. Their other half might appear to be more important that us, the friends.  But if we say we are their friend, don't we just wish all the best to them without being bitter about it ?

You Again?

Its been a while since I participate in Nuffnang competition, and this time the Movie Premier of "You Again" have really caught my eye as it is something I can relate to, on a personal level. Now I am 

"old enough to look back and laugh at my mistakes Young enough to look at the future"

School have been the best time for me. Lots of fond memories there. However there is one that stand out from the rest or let just say one person that everyone is school will remember, perhaps for the wrong reason.His name goes by KKW.

KKW was my school mate throughout my primary and secondary school.He was quite intelligent on the academic side, however he was not liked by many due to his annoying attitude. 

We all hate those who always complain to their parents and their parents come to the school and make a big fuss.whinny baby that goes around and telling people stories. Well that is the case with KKW. But I have to admit that I was kinda naughty and a bit of the playful side when I was younger.

One memorable incident during primary school was when a girl found out that KKW's school uniform have yellow stain on the arm pit. Being naughty I add oil to the fire and almost everyone in school start giving him name "Garlic bread". The abuse he got that time was harsh and almost everyday and every person who bump into him  tease him. At one point when the mother came to the school gate and start to shout at me and my friend plus giving long lectures. This anger me more.

In high school I thought that I would never see him again, but during the first day, the person who step in the class, and my heart goes " YOU AGAIN!", but I got the same vibe from him as I was close to the girl that he has his eye on since primary.

During form 2, someone stole his personal diary from his bag. Inside he wrote some indecent thing that he wanted to do to some of the girls, his fantasy with his raging hormone grace the content of the diary.Not knowing who stole it, he pointed the finger at me, thus I was in a deep trouble. I imagine myself again getting long lectures from his mother. To avoid that I found the real culprit however it was too late to salvage my tarnished image. 

Furious that I was, I asked a few friends for favor to get back at him. And one of them is a person who keep on complain to. so me and my friends walk into the class to get him. All 3 of us are furious because he is the tattletale who rat us out to the chemistry teacher, that we skip her class. 

Our punishment

3 of us did something well, I am not sure its appropriate to even discuss it here. However, most of people in our batch still talk about it today. In no specific order, one of us hold his hand and another his legs, and another one open his zipper to flick our fingers, well the rest I leave it to your imagination. We got chased by a broom after that. Its like you leave an angry bull out of the cage when we release his hand and feet.

After that incident, our feud ended. I guess both of us grown more matured. However, all the person that KKW have annoyed still remembers it and he is forever known as the tattletale.

After leaving school everyone goes their own way to Universities, some of us are already working. There is never a time when I catch up with my high school friends without discussing about KKW. Ask anyone from there, their reaction will be

You again?

Whenever anyone met him. And we know he is always around a mini market nearby  his housing area.

Paris Van Java

Salam Siang pak dan ibu,


They saying goes all good things have to come to an end. As some might know I was away for a short trip last week. Its a 4 day trip to Indonesia.The road that is not taken have taken me to a less popular destination over there. When we mention about Indonesia most tourism would associate it with the island of Bali. However, my trip this time was to Bandung. A mix respond when I mention Bandung. " ha?! what to do there?" " got what there?"

To be honest, I myself too have no idea what is there before I set foot. The idea was to bring both of my grandma for a short trip, a short trip as at their age, long flight might take a toll on them. And the same time Uncle Tony is having promotion for his flight.

Dubbed as Paris van Java, or Paris of Java (if my interpreting skill not wrong) I see why, as its the fashion capital of the Java island.There are lots of shop in downtown Bandung and also a lot of FO ( factory outlet). To say its fake, some item you can tell. but some maybe A class imitation and some are probably defect. However, the cloth is not that bad. Thus, its depend on how we see it. If its for me to say, its like how we go to the warehouse sale over here, except you don't need to berebut with others and the shop are way classy (its like a boutique).  In short, its a good place to shop and look out for clothes. And among the the countless FO, I singled out 'Secret' and 'Rumah Mode' to be the better ones.

At there, we are fortunate enough that our friends, Ibu Nuri and her husband Pak Andre from Jakarta and also Pak Gunawan and his wife and little daughter who flew down from Surabaya to be our host.Some of the perk is that the entrance fee we could get 'discounts' as Indonesian get cheaper entrance fee. Also a local guide is always the best in my opinion rather than the commercial guide who is just focusing on cashing in.

For the first night, we were taken to the hill top overlooking the town of Bandung. It is a similar concept to our own little genting however, the place is less crowded, a more relaxed feel to it, as we have tea there. For lunch we had a local Sundanese food. The main cuisine over here I have to say its either Sundanese or Nasi Padang. Other delicacies like street food are also available, for example Mie ( as how they spell it) Bakso, 'Internet' (Indo mee goreng and fried egg), ' Nasi goreng gila' ( fried rice with lots of ingredient) , pacel lele ( ikan keli goreng), Batagor ( deep fried tofu), Martabak ( something like our apam balik). There are also lots and lots of store at each corner selling fried banana,cucuk udang, fried ubi. Other than that, they are also famous for their brownies and Mollen ( bread like pastries with banana filling), the main top brands are Katika Sari and Amanda.

Brownies

Mollen

  The  next day we went outside of the town of Bandung,

This is the view of the place we went for lunch at Sapu Lidi. The hut a place to makan for private crowd. One thing is, our local  restaurant could learn a thing or two on how to design a restaurant from them.

Out side the town, there volcanic crater called 'Tangkuban Perahu' the legend of the place is about a son falling in love with the mother.

However, its a good to capture scenic view and its quite a view from the top.

There is also a hot spring cum mini water park nearby, nothing great but its alright if you like to rendam in the hot spring.

The other crater is Kawah Putih which is located out of town which takes around 3 hours of drive from the town itself, its best to go early in the morning as the mist would come down, and spoilt the beautiful view.

The weather is probably around 5-10 degrees and with the wind blowing, is a bone chilling place.However when you put your hand into the lake, you can feel the warm water together with the sulfur.* just a reminder, never dip and watch,bangle etc that made of metal onto the sulfur*  Thick smell of sulfide from the volcano clogs the air. Its a different experience all together. But for photo-taking people like my brother-in-law, its a good place to take scenic shots.


The different path, will lead to different than the norm. I belief that each and every place have its own treasure. Regardless the place, the treasure and the wonderful memories is how we decide on capturing it. I drew parallel on the 3 places I been for these past years, Philippine, Thailand and Indonesia. All 3 have almost identical socio economy. The social piramid there have quite a gap between the rich and the poor. On the street I see people begging for money, small children taking chances to ask for money while the car stop at the traffic light, old man waiting for people to give out donation. And on the other side, huge bunglows and mansions. Its a sad sight, when you see this, you feel like helping but once you giving out donation to one person, others will come and swamp you. You feel helpless but there is nothing you can do. However, I still do admire their perseverance, they still work hard like selling water, good morning towel on the road, knocking on windows to sell. It can be a bit annoying but if you think on their side, they just want to make an honest living.

People work hard, provide good service in hope to sustain their job and possibly some tips, because they don't have the luxury. The luxury that we, our country have. Petrol price hike we complain, not knowing others are paying double. I guess we are all "spoilt brats" that just complain and complain, sangat membosankan.

Indonesia is NOT like how the media portray it with Anti-Malaysia chant. Maybe a small part, but that don't really show the bigger picture. From my own experience, they are very friendly and provide good hospitality :)