Simple and Enjoyable weekends are the best!
I just got home from a wonderful weekend with Anne and her family in Ipoh.
We took the bus from Kelana Jaya at about 12pm Friday and the journey took us a painful 3 hours(should be only about 2 1/2 hours), thanks to the grumbling and "smokey" bus driver - he makes his own pot! and the bus was smelly with unpleasant smokiness. Gross. So we just munched on Lays and scribbled nothings in our notebooks - basically on how to kill the Crucified Penguin (now, now dont get me started on who this asshole is)
We finally reached Ipoh bus stand and Anne's older brother, John was waiting for us. I think he is quite hot, and you never hear me complimenting on Indian guys, so yes with his rugged demeanors and the sunnies...oooh la la. And he speaks Russian! :P:P But hey I cant be dating Anne's brother right? I've got a ring snugly attached to my finger :9 So we reached Anne's place and its set on a beautiful garden and who can ever forget Anne's ever friendly Spitz, Millie? She is soooo friendly she gave me a welcome pounce and lick when I arrived, and subsequentially pounced on me like a gazillion times with vigorous tail-wagging. Nice welcome that was. I stepped in and Anne's youngest brother, Daniel was sat at the PC, and if I think John was hot, Daniel was wayyyyyyyyy hotter!!! God, for a chap younger than I am, and with his macho built and a fist all men could die for, *sticks tongue out like a hungry dog* But I cant be fetishing on Anne's brothers of all people, cos she knows how Nick and I are so clooooose! :) Ok, he speaks Russian like his older brother and his Joe Satriani collection - oooohh....an ideal woman's man but age factor and biological ties factor. *sobs* So he greeted me but you can tell he is really shy when Anne brings any of her female friends back, but if they look like shit he wont give a shit but I loom ok innit? I cant beleive im speaking out of sheer vanity! kekekeke.
After that anne showed me all around her house and we were already greeted with a wholesome lunch. We ate so much and I knew this weekend wouldnt be a good sign for my tummy. We watchd tv then left for Kinta City to watch the american haunting. Was a lil disaapointing to me, we coulda watched the Lake House or Dragon Tiger Gate, oh well, whats done is done right? The we just walked around and stepped into Nose and Vincci, cos yes my retail therapy is not over! hehe. saw a few cute, itching-to-be-worn flats but my size wasnt available so I didnt get any. Stepped into Esprit and walked around to fish for some boho skirts and denim ones, but Esprit is just full of bullshit fashion, but I couldnt resist walking out of Esprit empty handed so I got myself a pair of flip flops. Cute ones and a good price to pay.
We left Kinta City and went for dinner. I had curry mee, penang koay teow, rojak, satay, si ham and lala and a glass of chinese tea and sugarcane water. and my stomach was wailing and begging for me to stop working it. And I felt soo nauseated after that. It was good stuff but I couldnt take so much of food at one time so we packed the rojak leftovers and headed back to watch Black Hawk Down and eat them up. Felt so sleepy after that and then I went to bed. But I felt so scared to close my eyes so I had a rather disturbed sleep. Cant help but to hink of Jean's room (Anne's sister) as a scary nightmare. So I left the lights on and the ceiling fan kept ticking so voilently as if the screw was loose and the fan was about to hit me right on my face and there goes my life. So I tossed and turned and I refused to look at the mirror at 3am cos im just so fucking superstitious like my mother? *sighs* I woke up every god damn hour only to hear the fan ticking so damn loud so I felt so nauseated cos of the disturbed sleep so I switched off the fan and slept without any fan. Bah. Adn during those times i salvaged a couple of hours sleep before I decided to just get up for good. bleh.
Saturday morning was spent at Chinese eatery with Anne and her mother for chee cheong fan(with so much of chilli my earholes were smoking. nonetheless it was smooth and just mint, the best chee cheong fan ive ever tried), Ipoh white coffee which was good, popiah was awesome, had pan mee for main dish. My stomach was literally dead from strenous food processing, my liver felt the pain of the stomach. Reached home and rested for a while before we headed to Teluk Batik to soak up the sun - fully clad in contemporary clothes, no bikinis, no suntan lotion, no cocktails. hehe. Daniel drove us up to Teluk Batik and Anne's dad bought us some bread with ice cream which was nice, Daniel brought some Ukrainian liquor chocolates and ended up indulging in that as though theres no tomorrow, and Anne;s mum bought some chempedak for us to munch on the beach then we just sat on the damp sand, felt the waves crashing to our tiresome feet, the breeze was superbly soul-taking, and just chilled, it helped by taking away 70% of the stress I have accumulated. Then we climbed on the rocks and felt the waves crash to it and it felt nice to get soaked that way. The view was wonderful up there. Then we started collecting sea shells drenched on teh shore and carving hateful phrases on the sand of all the fuckers who made our Utar life shitty like "Fuck you Dr Pahang motherfucker Yzma", "See you in Hell Manikam biatch", "We Hate you Thinavan asshole" etc. Such fun. The we ran across the wave-crashes and felt so good just sprinkling water at one another. Frolicking with the waves under such sunshine is very very very therapeutic. Snapped some pics(will be up in lj as I need the "Blogspot for Dummies" book) and then headed off to a convent in Sitiawan to visit one of Anne's mother's friend who is a nun who broke her leg several weeks ago. We were served with bread pudding, shortbread, and guava juice and that was one heck of a tea treat. She gave me a rosary(yet to be blessed, Will go to the Lady of Lourdes in Klang to get it blessed, how sweet of the lady, and she was doing it for us with a broken leg and waiting for us) and some stickers of phrases from teh Bible to inspire me as I go on with life. She intially thought I was Daniel's gf before Anne introduced me as her friend. We both didnt know where to put our faces at when she said it lol. I mean, despite the superficiality we are living in there are still people whos purity has not been tarnished, and I really want to be around these people and no more fake people around me, I could be a nun but I'm not even a Christian. Such simplicity. I adore them more than even the CEO of Oracle. I still am thinking of yesterday's visit there. We headed back to Ipoh to fetch John from home and we had some Indian food for dinner. Came back and watched the mummy returns before heading to bed and I had a good sleep this time around cos Anne's mum fixed a table fan by my side of the bed.
Woke up around 7:30am by the clucking sounds a gecko makes and by God I am still so afraid of these dastardly creatures. So I waited till Anne's mum was around and asked her to inspect the bathroom for me for these domestic martyrs but there wasnt any or they coulda runaway so I wasted time again! Bah. So I had a quick bath and accompanied Anne and her parents for mass. This is the first time I;ve attended a catholic church mass, the last time I went to catholic church was when I went there with rona on a normal weekday to listen to the gregorian hymns in england that was, so eons ago were talking about. Just sat there and felt a lil awkward cos everyone was sayign prayers and i mumbled and fumbled hehehe. :P But it was a good experience. we went for breakfast before packing up to leave Ipoh for KL. Played with Millie and kissed her goodbye. Hugged and kissed anne's parents too for being such wonderful hosts and making my weekend a truly satisfying one. I thank my parents above all for letting me be with Anne.
Reached asia jaya and got myself some malibu dream from coffee bean then got on the bus to klang, to tell my parents about the simple yet a truly exciitng weekend I had
Once again, pics up in LJ
Hope you guys had a worthwhile weekend cos i didnt only enjoy it, I learnt so much in life during the course of 2 days with Anne and her family.
We took the bus from Kelana Jaya at about 12pm Friday and the journey took us a painful 3 hours(should be only about 2 1/2 hours), thanks to the grumbling and "smokey" bus driver - he makes his own pot! and the bus was smelly with unpleasant smokiness. Gross. So we just munched on Lays and scribbled nothings in our notebooks - basically on how to kill the Crucified Penguin (now, now dont get me started on who this asshole is)
We finally reached Ipoh bus stand and Anne's older brother, John was waiting for us. I think he is quite hot, and you never hear me complimenting on Indian guys, so yes with his rugged demeanors and the sunnies...oooh la la. And he speaks Russian! :P:P But hey I cant be dating Anne's brother right? I've got a ring snugly attached to my finger :9 So we reached Anne's place and its set on a beautiful garden and who can ever forget Anne's ever friendly Spitz, Millie? She is soooo friendly she gave me a welcome pounce and lick when I arrived, and subsequentially pounced on me like a gazillion times with vigorous tail-wagging. Nice welcome that was. I stepped in and Anne's youngest brother, Daniel was sat at the PC, and if I think John was hot, Daniel was wayyyyyyyyy hotter!!! God, for a chap younger than I am, and with his macho built and a fist all men could die for, *sticks tongue out like a hungry dog* But I cant be fetishing on Anne's brothers of all people, cos she knows how Nick and I are so clooooose! :) Ok, he speaks Russian like his older brother and his Joe Satriani collection - oooohh....an ideal woman's man but age factor and biological ties factor. *sobs* So he greeted me but you can tell he is really shy when Anne brings any of her female friends back, but if they look like shit he wont give a shit but I loom ok innit? I cant beleive im speaking out of sheer vanity! kekekeke.
After that anne showed me all around her house and we were already greeted with a wholesome lunch. We ate so much and I knew this weekend wouldnt be a good sign for my tummy. We watchd tv then left for Kinta City to watch the american haunting. Was a lil disaapointing to me, we coulda watched the Lake House or Dragon Tiger Gate, oh well, whats done is done right? The we just walked around and stepped into Nose and Vincci, cos yes my retail therapy is not over! hehe. saw a few cute, itching-to-be-worn flats but my size wasnt available so I didnt get any. Stepped into Esprit and walked around to fish for some boho skirts and denim ones, but Esprit is just full of bullshit fashion, but I couldnt resist walking out of Esprit empty handed so I got myself a pair of flip flops. Cute ones and a good price to pay.
We left Kinta City and went for dinner. I had curry mee, penang koay teow, rojak, satay, si ham and lala and a glass of chinese tea and sugarcane water. and my stomach was wailing and begging for me to stop working it. And I felt soo nauseated after that. It was good stuff but I couldnt take so much of food at one time so we packed the rojak leftovers and headed back to watch Black Hawk Down and eat them up. Felt so sleepy after that and then I went to bed. But I felt so scared to close my eyes so I had a rather disturbed sleep. Cant help but to hink of Jean's room (Anne's sister) as a scary nightmare. So I left the lights on and the ceiling fan kept ticking so voilently as if the screw was loose and the fan was about to hit me right on my face and there goes my life. So I tossed and turned and I refused to look at the mirror at 3am cos im just so fucking superstitious like my mother? *sighs* I woke up every god damn hour only to hear the fan ticking so damn loud so I felt so nauseated cos of the disturbed sleep so I switched off the fan and slept without any fan. Bah. Adn during those times i salvaged a couple of hours sleep before I decided to just get up for good. bleh.
Saturday morning was spent at Chinese eatery with Anne and her mother for chee cheong fan(with so much of chilli my earholes were smoking. nonetheless it was smooth and just mint, the best chee cheong fan ive ever tried), Ipoh white coffee which was good, popiah was awesome, had pan mee for main dish. My stomach was literally dead from strenous food processing, my liver felt the pain of the stomach. Reached home and rested for a while before we headed to Teluk Batik to soak up the sun - fully clad in contemporary clothes, no bikinis, no suntan lotion, no cocktails. hehe. Daniel drove us up to Teluk Batik and Anne's dad bought us some bread with ice cream which was nice, Daniel brought some Ukrainian liquor chocolates and ended up indulging in that as though theres no tomorrow, and Anne;s mum bought some chempedak for us to munch on the beach then we just sat on the damp sand, felt the waves crashing to our tiresome feet, the breeze was superbly soul-taking, and just chilled, it helped by taking away 70% of the stress I have accumulated. Then we climbed on the rocks and felt the waves crash to it and it felt nice to get soaked that way. The view was wonderful up there. Then we started collecting sea shells drenched on teh shore and carving hateful phrases on the sand of all the fuckers who made our Utar life shitty like "Fuck you Dr Pahang motherfucker Yzma", "See you in Hell Manikam biatch", "We Hate you Thinavan asshole" etc. Such fun. The we ran across the wave-crashes and felt so good just sprinkling water at one another. Frolicking with the waves under such sunshine is very very very therapeutic. Snapped some pics(will be up in lj as I need the "Blogspot for Dummies" book) and then headed off to a convent in Sitiawan to visit one of Anne's mother's friend who is a nun who broke her leg several weeks ago. We were served with bread pudding, shortbread, and guava juice and that was one heck of a tea treat. She gave me a rosary(yet to be blessed, Will go to the Lady of Lourdes in Klang to get it blessed, how sweet of the lady, and she was doing it for us with a broken leg and waiting for us) and some stickers of phrases from teh Bible to inspire me as I go on with life. She intially thought I was Daniel's gf before Anne introduced me as her friend. We both didnt know where to put our faces at when she said it lol. I mean, despite the superficiality we are living in there are still people whos purity has not been tarnished, and I really want to be around these people and no more fake people around me, I could be a nun but I'm not even a Christian. Such simplicity. I adore them more than even the CEO of Oracle. I still am thinking of yesterday's visit there. We headed back to Ipoh to fetch John from home and we had some Indian food for dinner. Came back and watched the mummy returns before heading to bed and I had a good sleep this time around cos Anne's mum fixed a table fan by my side of the bed.
Woke up around 7:30am by the clucking sounds a gecko makes and by God I am still so afraid of these dastardly creatures. So I waited till Anne's mum was around and asked her to inspect the bathroom for me for these domestic martyrs but there wasnt any or they coulda runaway so I wasted time again! Bah. So I had a quick bath and accompanied Anne and her parents for mass. This is the first time I;ve attended a catholic church mass, the last time I went to catholic church was when I went there with rona on a normal weekday to listen to the gregorian hymns in england that was, so eons ago were talking about. Just sat there and felt a lil awkward cos everyone was sayign prayers and i mumbled and fumbled hehehe. :P But it was a good experience. we went for breakfast before packing up to leave Ipoh for KL. Played with Millie and kissed her goodbye. Hugged and kissed anne's parents too for being such wonderful hosts and making my weekend a truly satisfying one. I thank my parents above all for letting me be with Anne.
Reached asia jaya and got myself some malibu dream from coffee bean then got on the bus to klang, to tell my parents about the simple yet a truly exciitng weekend I had
Once again, pics up in LJ
Hope you guys had a worthwhile weekend cos i didnt only enjoy it, I learnt so much in life during the course of 2 days with Anne and her family.
posted by Penguinferret at 11:11 am
1 Comments:
I'm glad u enjoyed honey
How are you bove all?
Liz
Post a Comment
<< Home