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Its thursday and another long day to go before weekends.. The day awaits by all of us. And its my last fasting day before ramadhan al-mubarak. Actually i have no motif of writing.. i'm just bored.. Felt like going to surau and take a nap.. but i'm afraid its gonna end up a loong deamland. There's another few colleague of mine whose also in the office not going for lunch.. Each with their own agendas.. one is fasting, one is on diet, one is a computer freek..doing some codings and stuffs.. and one is doing crossed-stich.. ahahhaah... here i am.. writing.. accompanied by you.. the one who reads my piece of crap! Yeah.. continue reading if you want to share my mind blogging moment.. or u can stop here if u think its just another crap by a hungry blogger who's trying to chanel her tempted mind into something else. Even though i'm typing here but my mind is still thinking about food. where to eat afterwards.. guess what ?? my fasting partner and i were brainstorming on places to eat to celebrate our end of 'puasa ganti'. ahahah..yeah.. u can laugh.. i know it's a bit ridiculous.. we haven't even started ramadhan.. but.. chillis does sound tempting.. after few minutes of contemplating moment on menus and stuffs to eat..from double-basted Baby Back Ribs and sizzling fajitas to a mouthwatering buffalo wings.. the food slide shows keep coming back and forth into my devilish mind..hmmm...yummy! (ok, people.. say what ever u wanna say.. Me and my lusty mind..) Astaghfirullahalazim...what am i doing??? at the end we came to one decision.. not to eat at chillis.. but ikan bakar masjid jamek! hehhe.. from a western cuisine to our very own local malay food! sounds good.. ikan bakar..with air asam..just for me! perfecto!!
I was supposed to fast today.. but i didn't eat anything for sahur.. even drink! Again.. monday blues is coming to bug lazy bums creatures like me. I'm so lazy to get up.. so lazy to walk to shower, so lazy to iron my clothes and even lazy to get dressed. Open my wardrobe thinking what to wear.. my lazy eyes spot few clothes but only those which i don't need to iron.. gazing for 5 minutes untill i realized my sleepyself stumbled into the world of unconsciousnous. Simply took my pink baju kurung (the one that need not to be ironed). I head to the office in my sloven mode. The traffic was as usual.. bumper to bumper and extremely slow.. i dozzed off and stumbled few times.. My bro dropped me at the train and i was dragging my feet to take the train.. Damn! a very looooog Q and i had to skip the 1st train to give way to peeps before me. The second one took a bit long to reach, i bet its gonna be sardined (as the malaysian describes crowded and stuffy). It finally arrived and i pushed myself in no matter how stuffy it was till it almost blocked the door. I was squeezed in between people.. the train passed by few stops but none could enter.. till we reached bangsar since few peeps dropped off there.. This is where the climax began.. I only managed watching people trying to squeeze in without any capability to help.. I almost stumbled in my lethargic world again until something actually caught my attention.. Something really pleasing.. i managed to gaze for few seconds without a single blink untill that something realized that he was being watched stingily by someone. I was caught in the act! felt myself blushed.. i turned my face away
but i knew it was too obvious.. the door was about to close.. i peep thru the glass and he was still looking.. i tried to stand behind a lady to hide my blushing face..(did i tell u before i am shy girl?) but i can see that he was still looking without guilt.. damn he looked so calm.. but his looks bring 1000 meanings that i can never tell.. and i can say that he looks really pleasing to my eye.. not extremely gorgeous nor an absolute hunk.. but good enough to take my breath away for 1 sweet memorable minute. I almost choked myself and grasp for breath.. the train passed n then i can normally breath. But the look of him still lingers in my mind.. i dropped off at the next stop and walked up to the office with the sweetest smile.. no more sleepy eyes. Thanx mr anonymous guy, u did nothing but u transformed my blues into a colorful rainbow.
What a day!! fight.. fight.. fight.. cry.. cry.. cry.. but hell no.. not infront of the publics.. only if there's a cctv in the sunway pyramid public toilet.. I went emosional over things which.. i don't know y. Maybe its just me.. or maybe the surroundings that irks me for long and long for the best time to burst it magmas.. Poor the skinny malay manager at the Pizza Hut. He was just started his shift but what a bad day to start ..got punished by an emosional customer who has problem with her own emotions. But i think i have a strong reason for bursting out, but as a manager he has to get the negative credit and take the blame over his staff's incompetencies. I still remember his innocent look with that large specs uttering words of explanation.. His English was not that clear and that even pissed me off..(i'm not insulting)but.. Cakap je la bahasa melayu!! Apa? do i look like an angry english woman for god's sake?! But, i'm a forgiving person.. my soft heart is easily cured with sincere apologies.. after some time.. went back..sleep.. weep.. sleep.. and come to think of it.. i shouldn't have bursting out my temper. But guys.. Imagine i had to wait for god damn 45 mins just for a god damn garlic bread and have to wait for another 17.5 minutes for our pizza.. (17.5? i know it sounds weird..but that's what the manager said). The mistake started when one of the waitress actually mistaken the table number and sent it to other table first. Lame! I'm the type of person who keeps quiet and very patient over these matters.. I HATE arguments.. but today is not a good day to MESS around with a hungry emosional woman.. grrr!! i'm not going to talk about the problems thats bugging me.. but trust me.. strong strong reason to get emosional.. Some of you might be asking whether i get any discounts or complimentary dish? Naaah.... just a bowl of salad.. but we didn't take it.. By any chance if you (Pizza Hut manager) ever comes across this blog.. hey.. sorry if i uttered harsh words that makes you have to take a break and go to the toilet and weep.. or if it effects your mood for the whole day and your staff gets the impact.. i'm sorry..i really do.. but hey.. "Customers are always Right".
The plain unintended merdeka celebration finally turned to be kinda cool. Planned to have late dinner at gazebo, but for no strong reason we made an emergency turn heading to federal highway. After a moment of brainstorming on makan places.. we decided to go to hartamas. better range varieties of food.. With my seasoned pair of jeans beach baby-T, we were at our mediocre plain-jane look. It was raining people.. Girls at their best attires and good looking guys eyeing on the hot chickas and babes probably for .. erm..one nite stand maybe.. We had ONE important mission to accomplish. EAT, EAT, and EAT.. we were bloody starving and managed to get seats after 15 mins eyeing around. The 2 selekeh girls ordered food like no one's business. There was a band there and it was bloody noisy plus the people blowing whistles and playing confettis. We couldn't care less about it.. when it came to a point where this one typical lass accidentally sprayed a pink colored confettis to my friend's face!! Poor lisa, she was enjoying her last piece of fungi pizza. I can still remember her facial expression.. it was damn hillarious but i didn't wanna laugh at that time, and it could make things worse.. What a bummer!!! Thats it boys and girls.. we walked away with pride and it was couple of minutes before the countdown starts. Managed to see nice fireworks from the federal highway when it striked 12! We celebrated new year in the car and continued our 'so-called party' at home..
Here I am.. in the office. In my contemplative moment thinking about 1 small issue. A call from a friend made me sit down in front of my pc with no input for 30 mins.. (erm.. maybe more..) well, I’m not sad.. nor being melancholic over her story about ‘something’.. but I’m haunted with confusions.. and curiousity! Well, how do you cope when 2 of your exs are getting married very soon? Well, to tell the truth I have nothing against it at all. Strange or not, but I don’t feel sad.. envy or hatred over it. Why should i..? but I just don’t understand y they don’t invite their exs to their wedding. They should be happy that they actually tying a knot with someone they love.. they should be proud of it. Well, I would invite my ex to my wedding of course for the fact that I still treat them as my friends.. same as my other friends.. and secondly, I am happy that I’m marrying the one I love.. moving on my life to another stage. So, I do not see any reason y this thing should happen. To whom it may concern.. I’m just far-hearted of what he did.. and to all the exs in the world.. there is no harm in inviting your exs to your wedding because she/he just doesn’t care.. its you either can’t bare to remember the memories back then when u were together before on the bridal dais or you might afraid your ex will ruin your wedding by going berserk or flip the bird at your wedding..hahah (hell no that’s not going to happen to me) or maybe your bride is over obsessed with you and restrict you from inviting your ex to your wedding. Seriously, I think if u forgive and forget the past.. you should be able to think which is right and which is wrong. However, Miss Nice Girl here is wishing ‘si polan’ Selamat Pengantin Baru.. and a never ending joyride with your loved ones.. Here’s a simple poem to whom it may concern.. “Though I can’t be there to witness the divine moment(due to not getting the invitation or the postman lost my address), As you tie the knot.. I’m sending you all my wishes, For this special bond.. That will hold two hearts to beat as one.. .. from this moment on.. Congratulations! May your wedding day be.. A new beginning to a never ending happiness! Amin… that’s my pray for you."
Jungle trekking and a canopy walk.. I have to say.. malaysia's rainforests are not bad at all!! it was spectacular.. an activity u should try.. By the way, shots were taken at FRIM. Click on photos for larger and more photos!
*Disclaimer: I am straight and nothing but 100% straight. The message in the illustration is trying to portray the value of friendship.
I'm sure guys do treasure friendship in their own way, holding hands, spending an evening together at the park is a No-No for 'em.. How do you guys go about best-buddies? anyway, isn't it good to have someone that you can share feel good times and the crying moments together? How i wished she was a guy or a male version of her appears in my life because soulmates are hard to find.. I love you girlfriend..(no..i'm not a dyke!) i'm glad we're bestfriends! Nothing beats having sushi with you at the park.. I'm so glad we 'd be able to share, learn and experience life together..
Shot was taken when i was on my way to Bagan Lalang for a seafood treat! Can't help it but to capture the beautiful scenery. I wished we could stop by, but there was a superstition about "senja merah". I'm not a superstistious person but old sayings can be true sometimes.. anyway, managed to capture it from the car.
Dawn in Cameron.. nothing compares watching the sunrise and sunsets with my loved ones! me..and my digi cam!!! :)
Photos were taken when i was on my vacation to Cameron Highland. The flowers are awesome..so virgin and vibrant! Close up shots..i love it!
Sometimes we tend to forget about small things in life.. People tend to forget about somethings that are already right in front of them.. Come to think of it, how many times in your life do you thank to god about how greatful it is to be able to breath, to see, to touch and to feel. I managed to get myself outa town and rejuvenates my senses.. appreciate the beauty of nature. It was a recharging moment. I know it may sound lame to some people.. but those who appreciates these small things in life would definitely realize how lucky we are to be able to enjoy God's priceless creations.click thumbnails for more and larger pics..
Being a single lass in the city is not a big issue nowadays.. You'll see even a 40 year old lady still enjoys her life without worrying in a fact that they are wasting their fertility and reaching nearer to the world of menopause. Whereas, being a so called spinster was always a big curse in the 'ancient' society. Come to think of it, yeah.. u'll be missing out those luxuriate and pleasure of marriage, halal sex, kids and good future.. But hey, its not the end of the world yet. For those who are worried too much on accepting the fact that their age is addened up each year, celebrating your birthday without hugs and kisses from the dear ones.. or having to watch romantic flick with your galfriends or a total stranger beside you (for lass) forever or watching pornography and end up pleasuring your Joe (for lads).. sit down and think.. how the word "single" can be a good therapy for you. There's nothing cranky about being single.. don't be grumpy over small things.. Being attached won't entitle you free tickets to a good future..yet! there are some sacrifices and cost that you have to bare. Taking 2 arses into consideration.. these are 'self relief' for the singles out there to ponder upon..
This is my favourite... enjoy and appreciate your independence.. You can use your newfound free time for solitary fun, as well as self-improvement. Being single forces you to do things for yourself, like cook, do laundry and tidy up your pad. Being skilled at many things makes you a more complete, well-rounded person, a great card to hold when you decide to reenter the dating market. Brush up your skills gals and boys... erm.. theres other things to brush up as well other than sex skills and watching pornos.. hehehhe..
You can control your finances..However, understand that this does not mean that you will save money, on the contrary; you might be spending more on partying, dressing well, and so on. But at least you are the master of every single dollar you spend.
You have more time for activities.. When you're single, you have no reason to sit around doing nothing. Want to harden your body at the gym? Play a new instrument? How about watch the same chick flick or Star Wars for the 111th time? Who's stopping you? Go ahead!
You can even use the time that you'd spend pleasing your single friends and enjoy each other's company without being interrogated by your partner afterwards or during the meeting. After all, isn't neglecting your friends one of the biggest sacrifices of couplehood?
You don't have to tolerate your partner's moodiness & nagging. Gals and boys, how many times have you have to
go back to your best buds pouring all your problems about your woman/man was livid for reasons you still don't understand? Relish not being the target of his/her inexplicable mood swings, and the calm that comes when there's no nagging or obsessive controls. When you noticed you actually finished up a big bucket of haagen dasz or a box with full of chocolate or junk food.. you'll know its because you chose to do it.. When you wake up on the couch, you'll know it's because you chose to pass out there.
You don't have to deal with another's personal habits. You used to cringe when he puts the wet tea bag on the table cloth, or scratching his balls publically or producing a masticating sound while eating(that annoys me to the max!)or she used your razor to shave her legs, and the scented candles she burned in every room made you sick. Now there's no irritating habits to tolerate. You can sleep peacefully without his/her snoring and hog all the blankets without a care in the world. You have no one to pick up after but yourself. Give your patience a well-deserved break and live in unflustered.
You can focus on your career (this matters the most to me!) Life is a juggling act in which you have to keep the many elements aloft, paying equal attention to each one. But if you let one drop, you can channel your forces to the remaining parts. In the absence of a relationship, you'll have much more time to devote to your work. You can put in those extra hours on a project to impress your boss, and even take on something else. And you don't have to worry about sacrificing your love life, as you'll be single and vigorous.
You can be your own boss.. Relationships are synonymous with compromise. You eventually have to sacrifice something you really like; watching chick flick with your galfriends or a football game or extra cheese on your pizza..for the good of the pair. Use your single time to treat yourself a little more. In small doses, selfishness is good for the soul. Being your own boss also means answering to no one. You went to a strip club or a gay club? You got the scent of some woman's perfume all over your clothes? or having tonnes of numbers of the opposite genders in your phonebook! Enjoy not having to explain your actions.
Well, dude.. everything i say may not be right.. but either options has good sides; you just have to learn to spot it! Society places too much importance on finding a mate, something your hormones are quick to enforce. The next time you get that pesky feeling that you have to be with someone, remember these points, and you'll savor the joys of being a free bird.
I woke up a bit late this morning.. Blame the 'techy wannabe chick' last nite for doing some network configuration on my pc.. hell that was me! The later i wake up, the later i'll be reaching bangsar and the longer i have to wait for the train. Skipped few trains and that gives me time to drift my mind away.. well, i couldn't be left alone and definitely will start thinking or exercising my mind about anything.
In front of me were 2 guys, the one with a nicely ironed attire where its hard for you to find a single wrinkle on the pants nor shirt.. He looks so comfortable in that attire. the other one was a XXXL bloke with a baggy shirt and quite a tight pants where you can easily see the unwanted flesh plus the triple XL undergarment that obviously traced out from his tight arse pants. As I was standing behind them, it gave me a wide view of observation. Its not that i enjoyed looking at those 2 opposite gender's arses.. Maybe a good way to get my brain a warm up. (I have to make myself xtra CLEAR here.. no sexual intentions or whatsoever..) just curious about ONE particular thing.. the 'well-dressed' bloke was probably wearing a boxer brief (a tight version of boxer) or a seamless garment (y i say that? coz i can't hardly see the lines) and the triple XL guy was probably wearing a lose grandfather type of brief coz the line was obviously seen and its not a pleasant view.. trust me peeps! I'm not being discriminative over sizes and obese . But those category could still look good with an apropriate attire and a lil bit of groomings. I wish i could just approach the triple XL guy and 'brief' him for a good cause.. but of course i don't want a pervert perception freely thrown out towards me. But its sick to see that!(remember the scene in austin powers where mike meyers was so disturbed to see the mole guy..that was the situation!)
OK, below are the tips for you guys out there.. you can skip this segment if you think you are well aware about it and you are quite satisfied with how it looks.. but you may proceed if you wanna have some tips on it or you can just have fun reading it ok? No offence to any party or whatsoever..
I did some research on it.. (another disclaimer:this does not based on my sexual preferences) Ironically, Mr. Klein may not want you to know this, but going without his or anyone else's when out and about is healthy (barring some of the "side effects" - liberating, get caught in your zipper, and or proudly pitching tents at the publics). It's your choice to wear or not to wear; and not everyone wants, or has, to know about it. The question is, if you do.. what type of undergarments are to choose with, what and when.
Have you ever heard the debate about whether men should wear boxers or briefs? It goes something like this: Briefs are tighter, so it's possible that they can raise your body temperature above the norm for sperm to survive. So if a guy wants to be really fertile, boxers are the way to go. Truth is, this has yet to be scientifically proven(lose brief is a NO-NO dude!)
For those who enjoys wearing a thong, you are expressing yourself, but it might be hurting you not anyone else, it depends.. if sexy makes you feel good, enjoy! how can a thong be wrong?
For those who's basically active and a gym person, a Calvin Klein Gripper Jam would be the best choice. Its made in 100percent cotton and good styling under workout shorts. No worries of pitching tents during workout.. ahaks... good grip yet comfy!
So, what are you waiting for.. throw all your rotten lose old brief and pick ur flavor.. feel good and think good about yourself. Remember your future starts 'there'.
Hope this helps, and hang in there!
Have u ever bumped into someone that reminds u of your childhood? The way she walks, the way she smiles, the way she talks, the way she sulks, the way she does every single moves make you put yourself into the miniature you? Well, i was patiently waiting for my sister at my usual waiting place whenever i wanna hitch a ride with her; KL Sentral Departure Exit (yeah, the same place i saw the hot gay..) Trying to clear my cache out from the stress day. Garbage in garbage out..i was really in a need of having a cup of joe or a chow down with my chickaz.. talk out..laugh out..nothing more but schmoozing like old times, but most of my galfriends are bz with their partners and life now. My empty mind suddenly flashed back into a very classic background..(if i can picturize it..it shall be in sepia mode) when i saw one chubby gal with a pointed chin.. with her curly locks..sitting down alone.. her mom was actively talking to a middle aged lady.. i can barely hear what they were talking.. some tupperware party gossips i guess! "Tupperware murah..bla..bla..bla.. new year..*&ΕΎ!@. bla.. rumah kak Dayah..bla..bla.." hehheh...not only youngsters obsess about new year party whereas the makcik are also bz planning for their tupperware party! it made me smile for a sec..what a generation gap.. there i go again..drifting..ok i'm back to my story now..Anyway, the conversation didn't catch my attention much.. but the lil 'me'.. hey thats me! i swear to god she looks so much like me when i was 4-5! There was something in her eyes.. it was something in her looks that made me think that she's lack of something.. she was sitting there looking at her mom and trying to gain her attention but to no avail.. hey lil kid... whats wrong with you? u need company? poor u empty soul.. i was talking to myself..trying to connect some sort of telepathic conversation with the lil gal.. suddenly my own conversation started to echo back to my soul.. does the lil gal need a company or me myself the one who needs one? The gal i was observing was actually a reflection of me.. my contemplative moment suddenly disturbed by a honk. geez my sis arrived.. hence the question keeps haunting me the whole journey.. do i really need a company?can't human live alone.. talk alone? or am i just being too pathetic? or should i toss the feeling away? lil gal.. thou shall not be like me..
I never thought that the pain I was having on my right knee could lead to a torn ligament. At first I thought it was just a normal strain. Applied some deep heat and put on my knee pad. But it gets worsen after each day. Decided to visit a doctor. We searched around Taipan for a clinic which still opens but we failed. It was already 9pm. Suddenly one left turn has brought us to this one reflexology and physiotherapy centre.. The tag at the door showed it opens till 11pm! With a hope that it is the right one for my knee problem and a slight hesitation, we skeptically entered. There came a Chinese girl entertained us. But we couldn’t understand a shit! I was trying to make some sign language while showing my knee with hobble moves and I guess she understood that we requested for a doctor for checkup. She called out someone from inside in a language that we couldn’t understand again.. And it disappoints me a bit to come to know that there is only ONE person in the centre who could speak malay and English. All of ‘em are originally from Beijing and been here for less than 3 months. It kinda freaked me out to have to be treated from someone that I don’t even understand a word! But heck..the pain was unbareable..
He twisted my knee with different rotation..i didn’t feel any pain.. but when he pressed at one point, I screamed out loud.. everyone turned their head..damn.. Then he talked to that Chinese gal (the translator).. quite a long one.. I was looking at lisa and she looked back at me in puzzle. Then, the Chinese gal translated me with one short word.. “Torn ligament”.. I whispered at lisa’s ears.. “woaa… what a short translation for a long sentence!”
Then the doc took out 2 thick needles out from a pack of sterilized medic cutleries… I stared at lisa and gave her a strange look. She asked me to be calm. The doc asked me to stretch my legs and relax.. Then I felt something poked into my knee.. and I was actually electrocuted!! That was me..being acupunctured!
I woke up this morning with a hope that i could carry on my day with a glowing smile.. but suddenly dark clouds came right above my head and strike me a very fierce thunder! My day turns out to be very gloomy. I know shits happen regardless who you are and what mood you choose to have on that particular day.. But please.... today is monday.. not again.. not another monday blues for me!
I had an argument with someone this morning.. Definitely an argument that i never want to start or even drag.. coz i bet it won't bring anywhere or clear any dark clouds away. Arguing with someone who has an extremely high rate of egos is a no-no situation that you might want to intervene.. If you keep your mouth shut, they might think that you are guilty and don't have anything against it; whereelse if you stand on your words, they might think that you are trying to cover up your shits!!
The volcano was about to errupt its magma. Those words were becoming so sarcastic and incisive. It somehow caused me become more pressurized and forced upwards to the surface.. voila' the volcano finally burst!
Well, we have the rights to tell or not to tell. Its not that you are trying to lie or cheat on someone.. its just a matter of keeping things to yourself. If you think you prefer to keep things to yourself..whats wrong with that. I mind my own beeswax..and you take care your own goddamn shits.. can't you deal with it?
It was not a cinch to handle such an impossible rate of egos. It seems to be over the equilibrium point. I decided to cut it out and jumped off the car to calm myself down. Another word from me will definitely drop me into tears.. This watery eyes can't barely hold the drops anymore. Wished that i won't bump into someone i know. But things always come when you don't need 'em. Damn..out of all the days.. i met my someone that i never met for sometime.. not one but TWO! Immediately wiped away those tears and act like nothing happened. I was good in that.. hope they don't notice anything..unless.. yeah.. unless they read this blog.. damn!
I was reading one article on the internet and suddenly flashed my memory back of one incident happened a few months ago. This jaw-dropping incident disturbed my emotion for the whole day and perceptions towards fine looking man up till now. It took place in front of the Departure Exit in KL Sentral.. I was heading to my office with my normal routine pace~rushing, suddenly a tanned hunk beefcake probably in his early 30s caught my eye with his ABSOLUTE HUNK charisma. He managed to slow my pace down.. i was stunned by his whole PACKAGE.. Gosh that white semi transparent linen shirt falls comfortably on his lean abs.. he looks so clean and well groomed. Perfect enuff to be a stardom. He was on his cell phone talking to someone. His mid-low toned voice makes my heart
pumped even faster than the normal rate.. my adrenaline rushed in harshly into my veins.. but didn't want it to look too obvious.. did a bang up job in controlling my facial expression. Noticed with my eye tail he was glancing at me .. damn....my knee started feeling so week till i can't properly walk.. hold on gal..be strong and take a deep breath.. with full of charisma, i did a slight glance on him and yes! he was actually staring.. damn..The moment i passed by him, suddenly someone came over him and they started hugging each other followed by a 5 secs passionate kiss.. What an anti-climaxx! this is a far-fetched moment in my 26 year old lifehood to see such an incident actually happened live right infront of my face... yeah..maybe i was a bit naive or even too wet behind the ears, but hellowwww.. i haven't finished my story yet.. the one that he actually kissed was a dowdy-frowsty-bald-beer belly middle aged mat salleh chap! Grrrrrrrooossss!! what a low blow to see such a fine looking young bloke doing such despicable behaviour.. What a total waste to lose one of the God's beautiful creations. I wonder how many of this type of abstracted homo sapiens exist in this world!
It was one hell of a sleepy morning. Yeah..it was Monday blues indeed. I was antsy for the train and set my goals for today.. no more grace and respectful entering. I am gonna wildly enter and get a seat! I don’t care!! My goal of continuing my sleep in the train turned out to be a success. Normally its hard to get a seat at that peak hour, but sleepy sapien gotta do what a sleepy sapien gotta do! luck was on my side.. With my sleepy eyes, rest my bum on the seat and in less than a minute I was already dozed off into the world of unconsciousness like no one else’ business. Couldn’t care less whether I roar or snore.. Suddenly my pieceful, recharging moment was disturbed by an interfered voice of the Commuter driver broadcasted out from the speaker saying a foul language.. “Pantat Dalam, Pantat Dalam…. ” damn… I was awake the whole journey…
