Justice is lost.
It's wandering in the vast space of the city.
It's eyes are blinded by the dazzling neon lights.
It's judgment is misted by the beautifully crafted masks of the politicians.
It's voice is drowned by the bogus lies of damned liars.
It's hopes are crushed under the feet of those with hearts of stone.
It's prayers are destroyed in the hands of those with mouthful of bullshit.
Extend a hand.
Show justice the way back home.
For every heart of blood and flesh will know where the truth lies.
For every heart of faith and genuineness will know who are to be blamed.
For you know that you're anything but cowards.
For you know that you're anything but liars.
For you know that you're anything but idiots.
Extend a hand.
Show justice the way back home.
This is what we await.
For another death.
For another lie.
For another drama.
This is what our country is turning into.
A laughing stock for the world to jeer at.
A laughing stock for us to jeer at.
This is what we await.
Unless.
Extend a hand.
Show justice the way back home.
Give us an explanation.
Give us the truth.
Give us the story behind the lies.
Give us, give his family, give him the justice he deserves.
Shut up, fucking politicians, just shut the hell up.
We don't want any more lies.
We're frustrated of lies, we're sick of lies.
And soon, we'll be sick of you, too. All of you.
So extend a hand.
Show justice the way back home.
Saturday, 18 July 2009
Saturday, 2 May 2009
Annoucing myself a Seoulmate !
SPOILER ALERT!
Don't even try to continue reading if you're any of the below:
1. Hates Boy Over Flowers, the drama.
2. Watching Boy Over Flowers, and wants to know the ending yourself.
3. Dislikes Soh Yi Jeong and Chu Ga Eul's pairing.
But go ahead and drool if you're any of the below:
1. Loves Boy Over Flowers, the drama.
2. Worships Kim Bum!
3. Is a crazed Soeulmate!
Don't even try to continue reading if you're any of the below:
1. Hates Boy Over Flowers, the drama.
2. Watching Boy Over Flowers, and wants to know the ending yourself.
3. Dislikes Soh Yi Jeong and Chu Ga Eul's pairing.
But go ahead and drool if you're any of the below:
1. Loves Boy Over Flowers, the drama.
2. Worships Kim Bum!
3. Is a crazed Soeulmate!
Him. Kim Bum. Starring as Soh Yi Jeong in the drama Boys Over Flowers, Korean Version. The newest prince charming of my life. The newest fancy flavour brightening my bland days. The newest sunshine enlighting my smile. I announce myself a Seoulmate, a fan of Soh Yi Joung and Chu Ga Eul's pairing. Pictures included to introduce the couple to everyone! Feel free to take 'em if you like, just tell me if you're doing so. Who knows... I might include more images in my next post. Stay tuned! Storyline of the lovebirds included. :333
The first meeting.
Yi Jeong sweeps into the porridge restaurant where Jan Di and Ga Eul work at.
And pulls Ga Eul off, with that brilliant smile of his.
Bless him, he really does know how to charm a lady, our Yi Jeong.
Yi Jeong sweeps into the porridge restaurant where Jan Di and Ga Eul work at.
And pulls Ga Eul off, with that brilliant smile of his.
Bless him, he really does know how to charm a lady, our Yi Jeong.
In a fashion boutique.Yi Jeong insists that Ga Eul puts on a rose-pink dress he chose for her.
The effect produced is an extremely sexy Chu Ga Eul.
And a very impressed Soh Yi Jeong displaying his trademark cute smile.
Yi Jeong playing the saxophone in a club.His intention?
To avenge Ga Eul's boyfriend - by claiming that Ga Eul stole his heart.
While in actual, he stole every single female's heart in the club.
xDD Don't you just want to smooch him?
Outside the club, after avenging Ga Eul's boyfriend.
Seeing Ga Eul shivering, Yi Jeong takes off his silk scarf and...
puts it around Ga Eul's neck.
Later on, he offers her his arm, like a gentleman.
"Even if we are just acting, we could make a happy ending to this night," he says.
All right, so it's a fake date, but sweet enough.
Bless them ! :33
In the snow-skiing park.
Ga Eul almost gets hit by a crazy skiier.
Yi Jeong jumps into action just in time to rescue her.
Like the prince rescues his Cinderella.
*melts*
And he looks incredibly shocked and fearful when Ga Eul didn't open her eyes.
If only they're already in love. <333
In Jeju Island of Korea, at the cliff by the sea.
The one and only dazzling smile... which appears only when Chu Ga Eul is around.
But when their conversation topic gets grim, dark looks start appearing.
Never mind. Kim Bum still looks hot when he doesn't smile.
<333 *swoons*
In Yi Jeong's pottery workshop.
Having his hand half-broken, Yi Jeong is devastated.
Dark memories from the past haunts him, and he is so depressed that he wants to give up pottery.
A determined, but broken Ga Eul lectures him, and leaves in misery and grief.
Ga Eul: "You said you fear to harm her, but you were afraid that you yourself will be hurt.
You pretend that you are a playboy, but you're not.
You're nothing but a coward."
Yi Jeong: "Chu Ga Eul!"
Ga Eul: "But the Soh Yi Jeong-senbei I know, is someone who's afraid to lose his love."
Before Yi Jeong leaves for Sweden.
He tells Ga Eul this.
"I have bad news, and good news.
I'm leaving, probably won't be back till four or five years later.
The good news... Ga Eul, you will be the first one I'll see when I return.
That is, if you haven't found your soulmate yet."
Behind the scenes!
Kim Bum flashing his saintly smile in the presence of his friends.
Kim Jun, in walnut brown hair, behind him.
Kim Hyun Jung, the bronze haired hottie, beside him.
Now now, where is Lee Min Ho? x)
Kim Bum flashing his saintly smile in the presence of his friends.
Kim Jun, in walnut brown hair, behind him.
Kim Hyun Jung, the bronze haired hottie, beside him.
Now now, where is Lee Min Ho? x)
Sunday, 19 April 2009
A Vivid Imagination
Perhaps.
Perhaps I don't know you.
Perhaps I never know you from the start.
Perhaps I just thought I knew, but it is just my vivid imagination.
And I listened to Never Dream Alone. I know.
That I had dreamed alone.
That I am dreaming alone.
That I will dream alone.
Perhaps I don't know you.
Perhaps I never know you from the start.
Perhaps I just thought I knew, but it is just my vivid imagination.
And I listened to Never Dream Alone. I know.
That I had dreamed alone.
That I am dreaming alone.
That I will dream alone.
Saturday, 18 April 2009
Bland
I think of everything.
The guy I like.
The friends I have.
The me, I always know, and yet always don't know.
I like him for longer than anyone could have imagined. I probably liked him from the very start. But I fear, I fear we are too young. Maybe we are too young to speak of love. Or perhaps I am as naive as that to fail in differentiating crush and love. I have never doubted my feelings. I have never waver from my affections for him. But people come and go. I find myself wondering. I find myself disconcerting. I find myself shattering. And I find myself realizing, that I was a fool, that I am a fool from the very start, but is too blind to notice.
Who are my friends? Who are my enemies? Who are my chums? Who are my foes? I do not know. I no longer know. I am lost amidst gossip and a bogus clique. I want nothing else. I want friendship. Friendship of loyalty. If that is too much to ask for, I admit my greed. I admit it, out clean. But I still desire it. I strove for it, I prayed for it. But every effort is belittled, every hope is trampled. I am deluded by betrayers, such an idiot like me exists. Till in the end, I found I face a hopeless social ring. Worse comes to the worst, I am desolated. Lost amidst the crowds. Lone.
I don't know what am I becoming. I don't know what I am turning into. I don't know what I am after. I don't know what I desire. I don't know what am I doing. I don't know a crap, who am I.
What am I becoming? What am I turning into? What am I after? What do I desire? What am I doing?
Who am I?
Who is there to lead me?
Who is there to hold my hand?
Who is there to bring me back on my way?
Who is there by my side?
Who, really, is there?
The guy I like.
The friends I have.
The me, I always know, and yet always don't know.
I like him for longer than anyone could have imagined. I probably liked him from the very start. But I fear, I fear we are too young. Maybe we are too young to speak of love. Or perhaps I am as naive as that to fail in differentiating crush and love. I have never doubted my feelings. I have never waver from my affections for him. But people come and go. I find myself wondering. I find myself disconcerting. I find myself shattering. And I find myself realizing, that I was a fool, that I am a fool from the very start, but is too blind to notice.
Who are my friends? Who are my enemies? Who are my chums? Who are my foes? I do not know. I no longer know. I am lost amidst gossip and a bogus clique. I want nothing else. I want friendship. Friendship of loyalty. If that is too much to ask for, I admit my greed. I admit it, out clean. But I still desire it. I strove for it, I prayed for it. But every effort is belittled, every hope is trampled. I am deluded by betrayers, such an idiot like me exists. Till in the end, I found I face a hopeless social ring. Worse comes to the worst, I am desolated. Lost amidst the crowds. Lone.
I don't know what am I becoming. I don't know what I am turning into. I don't know what I am after. I don't know what I desire. I don't know what am I doing. I don't know a crap, who am I.
What am I becoming? What am I turning into? What am I after? What do I desire? What am I doing?
Who am I?
Who is there to lead me?
Who is there to hold my hand?
Who is there to bring me back on my way?
Who is there by my side?
Who, really, is there?
Friday, 17 April 2009
How Doomed is Doomed?
Being doomed is horrible. You think you're doomed? Well, have a second thought, dearies. Because I have this little question for you: How doomed is doomed?
Of course. Cheers for the end of horrible examinations. But there is really nothing to be happy about when you fucking left fucking three pages of fucking Maths paper II fucking blank. Oh, that is just brilliant, isn't it? Of complete brilliance only Memphis' marvelous brain can think of? Indeed. And this total brilliance is leading me to the brink, the dangerous cliff, of failing my Maths exam. Just wonderful. I'm dancing on pointe on the cliff with a canyon beneath.
Believe me, I am getting so pathetic that my current favourite book is a fucking dictionary. Oxford dictionary, in fact. How wonderful is that?
I have plans for a trip to KL. Or at least, you can say, indeed it is so, I had plans for a trip to KL. I mean, gosh! Men in Tutus don't just come from New York to perform in KLPAC everyday! It is a golden opportunity! My friends and I are waiting for such luck for millions of years. Damn the parents, damn the location of KLPAC itself for causing the chance to just slip through our fingers. Now we have to continue getting stuck in a fucking place called Kota Bharu for the sake of a lovable PMR exam.
And god damn it. Who starts studying the day after the exams are done? Thanks to a persistent nincompoop of a mother, I am fucking forced to study on a fucking Friday in fucking preparations for a fucking PMR. Again. God almighty have mercy upon my whimful soul.
Enough of the rambling. Apologizes for the long-abandoned, not updated blog - which I am steered to abandon due to exams. I'm back. Memphis is back. A very livid Memphis is back. C'mon folks, cheer me up.
Tell me now, how doomed, is doomed?
Of course. Cheers for the end of horrible examinations. But there is really nothing to be happy about when you fucking left fucking three pages of fucking Maths paper II fucking blank. Oh, that is just brilliant, isn't it? Of complete brilliance only Memphis' marvelous brain can think of? Indeed. And this total brilliance is leading me to the brink, the dangerous cliff, of failing my Maths exam. Just wonderful. I'm dancing on pointe on the cliff with a canyon beneath.
Believe me, I am getting so pathetic that my current favourite book is a fucking dictionary. Oxford dictionary, in fact. How wonderful is that?
I have plans for a trip to KL. Or at least, you can say, indeed it is so, I had plans for a trip to KL. I mean, gosh! Men in Tutus don't just come from New York to perform in KLPAC everyday! It is a golden opportunity! My friends and I are waiting for such luck for millions of years. Damn the parents, damn the location of KLPAC itself for causing the chance to just slip through our fingers. Now we have to continue getting stuck in a fucking place called Kota Bharu for the sake of a lovable PMR exam.
And god damn it. Who starts studying the day after the exams are done? Thanks to a persistent nincompoop of a mother, I am fucking forced to study on a fucking Friday in fucking preparations for a fucking PMR. Again. God almighty have mercy upon my whimful soul.
Enough of the rambling. Apologizes for the long-abandoned, not updated blog - which I am steered to abandon due to exams. I'm back. Memphis is back. A very livid Memphis is back. C'mon folks, cheer me up.
Tell me now, how doomed, is doomed?
Saturday, 4 April 2009
Cheers and Champagnes
What's a celebration party without champagne? But never mind. It was fun anyways. As I knew it will be!
The party was a blast! It was brilliant. <333
It was held at the KFC opposite Grand Riverview hotel, and all of us were repeatedly reminded to be punctual to arrive there at approximately seven o' clock in the evening. By any chance, the party started a couple of minutes past seven, and we spent a whale a time laughing, cheering, and playing the fool. Both Choral Speaking group and the Mandarin Poem group donated a cake each, Tiramisu ( my fave! <333 ) and White Lady.
What was crazy was, we actually went to the Pelangi Condominium, Zhang Yu Pin teacher's house after that!
Yes, I know what you're going say! We are a pack of mad kids!
We formed a line outside the entrance as we waited for her arrival, and bowed a 90-degree, significant Japanese bow at her when she returned. You would wish you saw her reaction. It was so comical that we all laughed out asses off. At least an hour we stayed in her condominium, a whole group of us forming a circle and playing R.O.C.K among us. Again, I will eventually post the photos, possibly a video or two, onto this little blog. Pity the number of classmates was decreasing as every minute pass.
Till the end, some time around 10.00 pm, only a handful of us are left. Huai Rou, Wei Ji, Kai Hern, Kevin, and me recruited and transferred to Oriental. Hah. It was not till 10.30 pm when the party ended.
I will cherish this piece of precious memory in my mind. I'd never ever forget. It is a day of happiness, a day without the least of sadness. I will remember always.
Three Tanjung, ganbatte kudasai!
<333
The party was a blast! It was brilliant. <333
It was held at the KFC opposite Grand Riverview hotel, and all of us were repeatedly reminded to be punctual to arrive there at approximately seven o' clock in the evening. By any chance, the party started a couple of minutes past seven, and we spent a whale a time laughing, cheering, and playing the fool. Both Choral Speaking group and the Mandarin Poem group donated a cake each, Tiramisu ( my fave! <333 ) and White Lady.
What was crazy was, we actually went to the Pelangi Condominium, Zhang Yu Pin teacher's house after that!
Yes, I know what you're going say! We are a pack of mad kids!
We formed a line outside the entrance as we waited for her arrival, and bowed a 90-degree, significant Japanese bow at her when she returned. You would wish you saw her reaction. It was so comical that we all laughed out asses off. At least an hour we stayed in her condominium, a whole group of us forming a circle and playing R.O.C.K among us. Again, I will eventually post the photos, possibly a video or two, onto this little blog. Pity the number of classmates was decreasing as every minute pass.
Till the end, some time around 10.00 pm, only a handful of us are left. Huai Rou, Wei Ji, Kai Hern, Kevin, and me recruited and transferred to Oriental. Hah. It was not till 10.30 pm when the party ended.
I will cherish this piece of precious memory in my mind. I'd never ever forget. It is a day of happiness, a day without the least of sadness. I will remember always.
Three Tanjung, ganbatte kudasai!
<333
Thursday, 2 April 2009
Sparkling Trophies
3 Tanjung won. First runner-up for Science Poems; First runner-up for Mandarin Poems; and we are the gold medallists for English Choral Speaking! Yay!!! Hip hip hooray! Uncork the champagne! The Celebration Party's tomorrow. I can't wait. It's going to be cool. I know it. Because my class is going to be there. Because even Jessie can tell that I really like my class. Because there's nothing else as awesome as my class.
Because I love 3 Tanjung, and all my classmates.
The HK Trip
I'm back. Back where I belong. My hometown. The Kota Bharu town - you could actually call it a Kampung instead, due to its, well, poor condition - which fails to provide me a satisfactory bookshop, a Starbucks ( not even a Coffee Bean or an Old Town Kopitiam ), neither a cinema, least to say a Japanese cuisine restaurant, or an Ans boutique. Horrible.
The Hong Kong trip finally ended. Actually, it ended on Tuesday, and I spent Wednesday in Kuala Lumpur.
But hey, the trip was cool enough. I guess I have the time to provide details, despite my hawk-like mother hovering around ready to snap my fingers from the keyboard. xDD Watch out, dearies. It's going to be long.
The Hong Kong trip finally ended. Actually, it ended on Tuesday, and I spent Wednesday in Kuala Lumpur.
But hey, the trip was cool enough. I guess I have the time to provide details, despite my hawk-like mother hovering around ready to snap my fingers from the keyboard. xDD Watch out, dearies. It's going to be long.
First Day, Thursday, 26th March 2009
I faked stomachache throughout the school hours. The boys in my class are to be blamed for the scenario! Those parrots probably would be telling the teachers that I'm rushing for the plane instead of really being ill. Anyways, Viatrix is the only one who knows, and I successfully left school with my dad and my sister at estimatingly.. 12.15 PM.
3.15 PM, I boarded the plane. My family turns out to be the last to board, since we were too busy gnawing KFC chicken, and munching French Fries and Nuggets to notice that we're on the brink of missing our flight.
We checked in the nearest hotel, Tune LCCT Hotel upon arriving the KLIA LCCT Airport. The rooms were unbelievably tiny, and we have to split into pairs. My dad and I resolved to sharing a room, while my mum and my sis shared the neighbouring room.
We haven't arrived Hong Kong yet, and we already started shopping. We spent 4 hours in Midvalley shopping. Seriously, I have never left MPH with less then three novels in the shopping bag, and yet this time, I worship myself for being able to restrain my greed in buying the whole bookstore. I left MPH with only ONE novel, ONE damned novel in hand. Ugh. The book is The Other Queen, which I managed to finish reading exactly the same day, written by my all-time favourite author, Philippa Gregory I had succeeded turning my cousin, Feng Yi to becoming Gregory's fan. See how awesome Gregory is?
Second Day, Friday, 27th March 2009
3.30 AM, my dad and I scrambled up from bed and fought over the toilet to get ready. Ohmigod, I stared into the mirror and found myself looking human enough, but I sure don't feel human. We took the shuttle bus to the airport, arriving there within ten minutes. International flights require the passengers to arrive by the least, two hours before boarding time. The plane was supposed to be due at 6, but we ended up boarding it at 6.30 anyway. Flight delay.
And then, behold, Hong Kong within four-hour flight. I spotted a deliciously cute guy, who was blended with his group of friends, consisting of four guys, including him, and a single girl. Except noticing the fact that he was handsome, I didn't expect much, least to say speak or meet him by name. But I guess I was lucky. He slammed into me just outside the train in the Hong Kong Airport, I fell and he helped me up, and with that, both of us missed the train. Hah. Dramatic, eh? We were left alone to wait for the second ride, and well, we talked. Turned out he was half an Italian, and half a French. Ooh. Sweet. His name's Nikolai. We exchanged emails.
My family made a beeline to Disneyland, and checked-in to Disney Hollywood Hotel. Yeah, the cheaper one. But who cared? The room was pretty cool. We didn't manage to play too much stuff, since it started raining in the afternoon. But the rain stopped at night, just in time for us to watch the firework spectacular. I love it. It's marvelous. It's brilliant. It's by far, my favourite event in the Disneyland trip.
The stuff sold there was ridiculously expensive. The food in the theme park was also incredibly expensive. But undeniably, the theme park was pretty. How could it not be? With the price of the tickets and everything else, I'd kill whoever manages the theme park if the theme park was common.
Third Day, Saturday, 28th March 2009
Brilliant weather! It's neither too cold, nor hot. It's something in between, and though the wind is chilly, it's perfect for outdoor playing. We explored the Adventure Land first, where we played Jungle Cruise. It's really awesome. Next stop was the 3D theatre. That one was remarkable. Quite my favourite, too. We visited the Small World, where we took a boat through a mini-world complete with small miniature dolls. They were so cute! I took videos and a few pictures of the ride, which I will eventually manage to plaster on the blog. We had lunch, and continued our adventure to the Futureland, where we took the Space Mountain ride. It was actually a roller coaster ride in the dark, which added to the excitement and thrill. Another favourite of mine in Disneyland. I would had took a few more rides if it wasn't because my Dad felt sick after taking the ride.
Later then, we watched the fireworks for a second time. I insisted on watching a second time, since I loved the show so much. We left Disneyland at about 8.20 PM, collected our luggages, hailed a cab, and went to Zhim Sha Zui, where we checked-in to the Kow Loon Hotel. Ironically, it's right behind the Peninsula Hotel, which was the most luxurious, most exquisite hotel in whole Hong Kong - there was nobody who do not know of it. And we live at the cheaper hotel right behind it.
That night, I met Auntie Man - who was BFFs with my own mum for over thirty years ever since like, primary school? She married a Hong Kong resident, and now permenantly resides in Hong Kong. I haven't seen her since I was ten years old. Somehow, I always remembered her as the very funny auntie. Auntie Man was, by far, my favourite woman among my mother's friends.
Fourth Day, Sunday, 29th March 2009
There isn't much to say about the fourth day. We woke up slightly later than the third day, and went shopping. First stop, was the Esprit Outlet. For your information, our hotel was located most perfectly. We were minutes of walk away from the Space Center, Avenue of Stars, Hai Gang Cheng, numerous fashion boutiques and cuisine streets. You can imagine how excited both me and my mother was. We practically enter every single fashion boutique available. Giordano, Ans, Bossini, Armani, Burberry, Elle, just anything. Although actual purchasing was unnecessary.
I did buy some clothes though. A woolen-knitted black jacket with ermine-fur-adorned hood; a denim-fabric, gray, collared sweater; an orange-red-striped, long-sleeved, round-collared, sparkle-bead-adorned, loose-fitting shirt; and a grayish-blue denim, pocket hunter trousers. All from Esprit, for a mere 900 HK Dollar bill. And that's cheap. Very cheap. They were clearing out their winter season stock, you see.
At night, about 8 PM, Auntie Man came with her husband to pick us up for dinner. We went to Pizza Hut, and I met Joyce and Nicole, her daughters. They were both sitting for exams the next day, and I was almost afraid to even speak to them! They were so diligently munching on books in preparation for the exams. We had a HUGE dinner, consisting of two enormous pizzas, two big bowls of asparagus spaghetti and bolognaise spaghetti, sixteen pieces of chicken wings, a platter of French treaties, and some more stuff which I simply cannot recall the names of the delicacies.
Guess what's the bill? 800 + HK Dollar.
Screeching banshee, I have never ate Pizza Hut with a bill more than RM 150, least to say RM 400 + .
Fifth Day, Monday, 30th March 2009
My dad, my sis and I scrambled up at 8.30 AM, just so we can get ready to follow the hotel trip to Ocean Park. Damn it! We so should go to the Ocean Park for the first and second day. Disneyland was so not worth our money. With the very limited games provided, the high price for the tickets were totally a waste in Disneyland. Ocean Park was much better.
We went on a mini-coaster ride, which was pretty cool as well, with all the dives. Then the Abyss - which I estimate is about 20-stories high. I alone went on that. It shot up into the clouds, then zoomed downwards at an incredible, breath-taking speed. Next, the official roller coaster, which again, I rode alone. Three 360-degree loops in a row! Marvelous. Weirdly enough, I thought all the games still failed to feed my hunger for some adventurous rides.
I mean it. I'm a pretty bold girl who cared nothing about those rides. I could do with so much more adventurous rides. Genting Highland's roller coasters were like baby games for me. Ocean Park's didn't make much difference.
A rather comical event took place though, in the middle of the trip. Three of us took the cable car ride down to the lower part of the park, and ended up having to immediately line up to take the cable car ride up again - because unfortunately, the queue was freakin' long, like, from the gates of Chung Hwa Primary School to the gates of Chung Hwa Secondary School. It was like, wow; it was like, fuckin' hell WOW. And no exaggeration there! We have to wait fourty-five minutes before we get into a cable car again!
Luckily, I get to share a cable car with a very handsome guy with platinum blond hair. Haha. Unfortunately, he was taken, so I failed to seduce him. xDD Just kidding. Memphis really wasn't capable of seducing her own teddy bear, least to say any guy.
Avenue of Stars awaited us at night. We strolled along the pavements, observing handprints into cement of celebrities including Jackie Chan, Zhang Bo Zhi, Gigi Lai etc. Then the Lights Spectacular - which was nothing much but a combination of colourful lights flashing in the night skies. We got the wrong location, and thus failed to get a nice view of the show. But even if we do, what truly captivated me was the night view. Our location overlooked the wide river, and across were buildings scattering along the river. A magnificent sight.
Then, it was dinner time. We went for Fire Pot, AKA Huo Guo. There was a promotion, and everything was cheaper than we imagined. And everything came in enormous proportions, too! It was the coolest dinner ever. I had abalone, which was just slightly smaller than my own fist. Seriously!
Sixth Day, Tuesday, 31st of March
Pretty average day. My mum got up the earliest, probably at something like 8 AM, and marched out to resume her shopping ventures; while my dad, my sis and I laid in till 10 AM. We eventually did crawl up to poke our noses around the area. Our lunch was cool enough. Abalones, again; - we never get tired of eating them, do we? - goose's web, Shark's Fin, and everything else expensive you can think of. We had a lot of HK dollars left, and we decided to spend them off, you see.
We spent another hour in the Bossini boutique, where both my sister and my dad bought a great deal of stuff. My dad, is once again, young! Hip hip hooray <333
Seventh Day, Wednesday, 1st April 2009
I particularly enjoyed the fact that my friends were all being teachers' slaves in school while I was happy enjoying my dad in KL. The last day didn't turn out that well. We went to Sogo for shopping, since it was nearest to our hotel. That was very, very, very bad. It doesn't have a bookstore, holy crap! I was furious at the fact, but never mind. We survived the storm anyway. In fact, the storm I brewed up.
We left at 5 PM, and went to the airport, where I eventually convinced my Dad to allow me to buy another book from the LCCT Emporium. The Devil Wears Prada, written exclusively by Lauren Weisberger. Despite I just bought it, I am right now, almost done with it. I read books at an alarming speed. Many of my friends experienced this. Not really fresh news. I didn't manage to get on the PC as I did the previous few days, but oh well. We arrived in KB at 9 PM something.
Home sweet home.
No one's sleeping in front of the PC, right? I know this is long. But I have so much to tell!
I faked stomachache throughout the school hours. The boys in my class are to be blamed for the scenario! Those parrots probably would be telling the teachers that I'm rushing for the plane instead of really being ill. Anyways, Viatrix is the only one who knows, and I successfully left school with my dad and my sister at estimatingly.. 12.15 PM.
3.15 PM, I boarded the plane. My family turns out to be the last to board, since we were too busy gnawing KFC chicken, and munching French Fries and Nuggets to notice that we're on the brink of missing our flight.
We checked in the nearest hotel, Tune LCCT Hotel upon arriving the KLIA LCCT Airport. The rooms were unbelievably tiny, and we have to split into pairs. My dad and I resolved to sharing a room, while my mum and my sis shared the neighbouring room.
We haven't arrived Hong Kong yet, and we already started shopping. We spent 4 hours in Midvalley shopping. Seriously, I have never left MPH with less then three novels in the shopping bag, and yet this time, I worship myself for being able to restrain my greed in buying the whole bookstore. I left MPH with only ONE novel, ONE damned novel in hand. Ugh. The book is The Other Queen, which I managed to finish reading exactly the same day, written by my all-time favourite author, Philippa Gregory I had succeeded turning my cousin, Feng Yi to becoming Gregory's fan. See how awesome Gregory is?
Second Day, Friday, 27th March 2009
3.30 AM, my dad and I scrambled up from bed and fought over the toilet to get ready. Ohmigod, I stared into the mirror and found myself looking human enough, but I sure don't feel human. We took the shuttle bus to the airport, arriving there within ten minutes. International flights require the passengers to arrive by the least, two hours before boarding time. The plane was supposed to be due at 6, but we ended up boarding it at 6.30 anyway. Flight delay.
And then, behold, Hong Kong within four-hour flight. I spotted a deliciously cute guy, who was blended with his group of friends, consisting of four guys, including him, and a single girl. Except noticing the fact that he was handsome, I didn't expect much, least to say speak or meet him by name. But I guess I was lucky. He slammed into me just outside the train in the Hong Kong Airport, I fell and he helped me up, and with that, both of us missed the train. Hah. Dramatic, eh? We were left alone to wait for the second ride, and well, we talked. Turned out he was half an Italian, and half a French. Ooh. Sweet. His name's Nikolai. We exchanged emails.
My family made a beeline to Disneyland, and checked-in to Disney Hollywood Hotel. Yeah, the cheaper one. But who cared? The room was pretty cool. We didn't manage to play too much stuff, since it started raining in the afternoon. But the rain stopped at night, just in time for us to watch the firework spectacular. I love it. It's marvelous. It's brilliant. It's by far, my favourite event in the Disneyland trip.
The stuff sold there was ridiculously expensive. The food in the theme park was also incredibly expensive. But undeniably, the theme park was pretty. How could it not be? With the price of the tickets and everything else, I'd kill whoever manages the theme park if the theme park was common.
Third Day, Saturday, 28th March 2009
Brilliant weather! It's neither too cold, nor hot. It's something in between, and though the wind is chilly, it's perfect for outdoor playing. We explored the Adventure Land first, where we played Jungle Cruise. It's really awesome. Next stop was the 3D theatre. That one was remarkable. Quite my favourite, too. We visited the Small World, where we took a boat through a mini-world complete with small miniature dolls. They were so cute! I took videos and a few pictures of the ride, which I will eventually manage to plaster on the blog. We had lunch, and continued our adventure to the Futureland, where we took the Space Mountain ride. It was actually a roller coaster ride in the dark, which added to the excitement and thrill. Another favourite of mine in Disneyland. I would had took a few more rides if it wasn't because my Dad felt sick after taking the ride.
Later then, we watched the fireworks for a second time. I insisted on watching a second time, since I loved the show so much. We left Disneyland at about 8.20 PM, collected our luggages, hailed a cab, and went to Zhim Sha Zui, where we checked-in to the Kow Loon Hotel. Ironically, it's right behind the Peninsula Hotel, which was the most luxurious, most exquisite hotel in whole Hong Kong - there was nobody who do not know of it. And we live at the cheaper hotel right behind it.
That night, I met Auntie Man - who was BFFs with my own mum for over thirty years ever since like, primary school? She married a Hong Kong resident, and now permenantly resides in Hong Kong. I haven't seen her since I was ten years old. Somehow, I always remembered her as the very funny auntie. Auntie Man was, by far, my favourite woman among my mother's friends.
Fourth Day, Sunday, 29th March 2009
There isn't much to say about the fourth day. We woke up slightly later than the third day, and went shopping. First stop, was the Esprit Outlet. For your information, our hotel was located most perfectly. We were minutes of walk away from the Space Center, Avenue of Stars, Hai Gang Cheng, numerous fashion boutiques and cuisine streets. You can imagine how excited both me and my mother was. We practically enter every single fashion boutique available. Giordano, Ans, Bossini, Armani, Burberry, Elle, just anything. Although actual purchasing was unnecessary.
I did buy some clothes though. A woolen-knitted black jacket with ermine-fur-adorned hood; a denim-fabric, gray, collared sweater; an orange-red-striped, long-sleeved, round-collared, sparkle-bead-adorned, loose-fitting shirt; and a grayish-blue denim, pocket hunter trousers. All from Esprit, for a mere 900 HK Dollar bill. And that's cheap. Very cheap. They were clearing out their winter season stock, you see.
At night, about 8 PM, Auntie Man came with her husband to pick us up for dinner. We went to Pizza Hut, and I met Joyce and Nicole, her daughters. They were both sitting for exams the next day, and I was almost afraid to even speak to them! They were so diligently munching on books in preparation for the exams. We had a HUGE dinner, consisting of two enormous pizzas, two big bowls of asparagus spaghetti and bolognaise spaghetti, sixteen pieces of chicken wings, a platter of French treaties, and some more stuff which I simply cannot recall the names of the delicacies.
Guess what's the bill? 800 + HK Dollar.
Screeching banshee, I have never ate Pizza Hut with a bill more than RM 150, least to say RM 400 + .
Fifth Day, Monday, 30th March 2009
My dad, my sis and I scrambled up at 8.30 AM, just so we can get ready to follow the hotel trip to Ocean Park. Damn it! We so should go to the Ocean Park for the first and second day. Disneyland was so not worth our money. With the very limited games provided, the high price for the tickets were totally a waste in Disneyland. Ocean Park was much better.
We went on a mini-coaster ride, which was pretty cool as well, with all the dives. Then the Abyss - which I estimate is about 20-stories high. I alone went on that. It shot up into the clouds, then zoomed downwards at an incredible, breath-taking speed. Next, the official roller coaster, which again, I rode alone. Three 360-degree loops in a row! Marvelous. Weirdly enough, I thought all the games still failed to feed my hunger for some adventurous rides.
I mean it. I'm a pretty bold girl who cared nothing about those rides. I could do with so much more adventurous rides. Genting Highland's roller coasters were like baby games for me. Ocean Park's didn't make much difference.
A rather comical event took place though, in the middle of the trip. Three of us took the cable car ride down to the lower part of the park, and ended up having to immediately line up to take the cable car ride up again - because unfortunately, the queue was freakin' long, like, from the gates of Chung Hwa Primary School to the gates of Chung Hwa Secondary School. It was like, wow; it was like, fuckin' hell WOW. And no exaggeration there! We have to wait fourty-five minutes before we get into a cable car again!
Luckily, I get to share a cable car with a very handsome guy with platinum blond hair. Haha. Unfortunately, he was taken, so I failed to seduce him. xDD Just kidding. Memphis really wasn't capable of seducing her own teddy bear, least to say any guy.
Avenue of Stars awaited us at night. We strolled along the pavements, observing handprints into cement of celebrities including Jackie Chan, Zhang Bo Zhi, Gigi Lai etc. Then the Lights Spectacular - which was nothing much but a combination of colourful lights flashing in the night skies. We got the wrong location, and thus failed to get a nice view of the show. But even if we do, what truly captivated me was the night view. Our location overlooked the wide river, and across were buildings scattering along the river. A magnificent sight.
Then, it was dinner time. We went for Fire Pot, AKA Huo Guo. There was a promotion, and everything was cheaper than we imagined. And everything came in enormous proportions, too! It was the coolest dinner ever. I had abalone, which was just slightly smaller than my own fist. Seriously!
Sixth Day, Tuesday, 31st of March
Pretty average day. My mum got up the earliest, probably at something like 8 AM, and marched out to resume her shopping ventures; while my dad, my sis and I laid in till 10 AM. We eventually did crawl up to poke our noses around the area. Our lunch was cool enough. Abalones, again; - we never get tired of eating them, do we? - goose's web, Shark's Fin, and everything else expensive you can think of. We had a lot of HK dollars left, and we decided to spend them off, you see.
We spent another hour in the Bossini boutique, where both my sister and my dad bought a great deal of stuff. My dad, is once again, young! Hip hip hooray <333
Seventh Day, Wednesday, 1st April 2009
I particularly enjoyed the fact that my friends were all being teachers' slaves in school while I was happy enjoying my dad in KL. The last day didn't turn out that well. We went to Sogo for shopping, since it was nearest to our hotel. That was very, very, very bad. It doesn't have a bookstore, holy crap! I was furious at the fact, but never mind. We survived the storm anyway. In fact, the storm I brewed up.
We left at 5 PM, and went to the airport, where I eventually convinced my Dad to allow me to buy another book from the LCCT Emporium. The Devil Wears Prada, written exclusively by Lauren Weisberger. Despite I just bought it, I am right now, almost done with it. I read books at an alarming speed. Many of my friends experienced this. Not really fresh news. I didn't manage to get on the PC as I did the previous few days, but oh well. We arrived in KB at 9 PM something.
Home sweet home.
No one's sleeping in front of the PC, right? I know this is long. But I have so much to tell!
Tuesday, 31 March 2009
Blinding Lights and Velvety Darkness
A lot of my friends actually are aware of my current location.
Hong Kong, yeah.
Specifically, the International Airport of Hong Kong. My airplane's due in just a couple of minutes really.
It's dark outside, since it's already night. The lights outside the airport terminal building were on full power. Every single light. Surprisingly, the darkness and the brightness blend perfectly like coffee and milk, bread and butter, chocolate and strawberries.
Just like my feelings now. All placed where they are supposed to be. Fittingly. At least nothing is flying out of control.
Not yet. I don't know. I tend to have a piece of fluff fluttering out from my emotions from time to time. It's uncontrollable like that. I know I'm weird.
Anyways, thanks to Viatrix for managing to tempt me into creating a blog.
Till another time.
Hong Kong, yeah.
Specifically, the International Airport of Hong Kong. My airplane's due in just a couple of minutes really.
It's dark outside, since it's already night. The lights outside the airport terminal building were on full power. Every single light. Surprisingly, the darkness and the brightness blend perfectly like coffee and milk, bread and butter, chocolate and strawberries.
Just like my feelings now. All placed where they are supposed to be. Fittingly. At least nothing is flying out of control.
Not yet. I don't know. I tend to have a piece of fluff fluttering out from my emotions from time to time. It's uncontrollable like that. I know I'm weird.
Anyways, thanks to Viatrix for managing to tempt me into creating a blog.
Till another time.
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