Closer To Heaven

    
       
          Layer Cake
       
    
      

Layer One:
On The Outside
Name : Adrian Lee Herng Jiunn ( I know it’s hard to pronounce, just call me ED)
Birth Date : Classified
Current status : S.I.N.G.L.E
Eye Colour : Dark Brown
Hair Colour : Black
Righty or Lefty : Huh? Dont worry ball center always…

Layer Two :
On The Inside
Your Heritage : Dunno… What was ADAM’s?
Your Fears : HEIGHT
Your Weakness : My…Ehem…But no problem a couple of steroids shud do the job..
Your Perfect Pizza : Thin Crustwith everything on it…

Layer Three :
Yesterday, Today , Tomorrow
Your Thoughts First Waking Up : Damn! Why must my flight be in the morning…??
Your Bedtime : Ideally 5:30am
Your Most Missed Memory : Illegally riding a bike.. HEy I was trying every single "ride" i cud find..

Layer Four :
Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke : Coke
McDonald’s or Burger King : Burger King Lor.. It’s PERFECTO….
Single or Group Dates : ….
Adidas or Nike : NIKI
Tea or Nestea : TEH
Chocolate or Vanilla : I LIKE BOTH…*GREEDISGOOD*
Cappucino or Coffee : KOH - Pieeeeee (WIth the ah pek tune)

Layer Five :
Do You..
Smoke : Nope.. Not good for the lungs…I dun wanna kill ppl around me..
Curse : When pushed to the limits, not even the "hongkies" or "Hakkies" can shame out do me…
Take a shower : Three times a day (It’s damn hot here..)
Have a crush : Yeah i like the crust thin….
Think You’ve been in love : LUV?…Wow strong word..
Go to school : BUT OF CURSE…
Want to get married : May the force be with whoever it is…
Believe in yourself : Hell yeah!! If not i wont be alive today..
Think you’re a health freak : Nope…But i think i need to..I’ve damage three scales..

Layer Six : In The Past Month
Drank alcohol : D’uh….Wine is good for you… A bottle a day, keeps the preacher away…
Gone to the mall : WHAT?
Been on stage : YES…I even fainted once…wuahaha( talking about stage phobia)
Eaten sushi : YEAP YEAp…
Dyed your hair : YES….I  still remember those brunntte hair i had.. But  i do realize i llok like a fool

Layer Seven :
Have You Ever..
Played A Stripping Game : HAHAHAHHA….U aint wanna be there…
Changed Who You Were To Fit In : Yup…It’s not easy..

Layer Eight :
Age You’re Hoping
To Be Married : Oopss..HOLD that for ‘while…I aint giving up my "freedom" just yet… I’ve not seen the "world" yet..

Layer Nine :
In a Girl/Guy
Best Eye Colour : aye…Green i guess…
Best Hair Colour : Brunnette
Short Hair or Long Hair : Ermm somewherein btwn

Layer Ten :
What Were You Doing
1 Min Ago : Digging my nose(wuahaha hope ur not having ur dinner)
1 Hour Ago : Planning dinner..
4.5 Hours Ago : Playing Games…
1 Month Ago : Fighting for my life…
1 Year Ago: Thought i met her..

Layer Eleven :
Finish The Sentence
I Love : SPONGEBOB
I Feel : un-touch-able..
I Hate : Pork liver…
I Hide : my pride when i’m the best…
I Miss : being the quiet, innocent shy guy i once know…Thanks to MAS19 that spoit me..
I Need : Dream less and Work more…

Layer Twelve :
Tagged People
1. YUSUF the Santorian
2. Damian the Setan
3. Hasry the BROTHER
4. AFIFI the CICAKMAN
5. REMON the DORAEMON
6.AL’ Azim the Dreamer (Wei dah la tuh…Cari je yg baru..)
7. Sanjay FM
8.Azim a/l B K
9.AND ALL THOSE THAT THINK YOU ARE "POWDER" ENUF…

 People have always
asked me, “ What is it like to fly?”. And my fav answer has always been. “It’s like
leaving your entire worries on ground.” Yes it’s true. Every time I fly there’s
always this sensation of “trouble free” world. I’m not sure how this happen but
the feeling comes once the aircraft lifts off and disappears once we touch
down. Maybe it’s because we have too much checks to go through till we do not
have time to think, I’m not sure.

During the past few
days, weather has not been very kind to us. Never have I notice such tremendous
change in weather in such a short period of time. Just last month we had the
floods, and this few weeks there’s only a couple of rainy days. The sun is
burning hot but the wind is chilling cold. Since we have been experience strong
wind and haze these days, most of us have been just sitting around hoping for
the wind to ease.

So everyday we have
almost the whole day to ourselves. On an average 2 hours a day of flight, then
after pretty much doing our own stuff. One thing I notice that all of us have
in common is that everyone is crazy about games. It might just be true that
some say if you are good in playing video games, you most probably pass the
initial stage of the cadet selection. Just hanging around with my friends, it
sometimes just hit me to realize that just by looking around me most of the
people in this academy have an average age about 20-22. That’s amazing bearing
in mind that most of the students here will graduate way before the age of 24
and six month later they will be “driving” a multi-million dollar piece of
machine with 100-500 passengers on board.

Before I came into
the academy, I’ve always had this mindset that it’ll be some kind of military
styled academy (thanks to too much of TV and movies). Everyone in the academy would
be the serious no non-sense type, talking with a harsh voice and walking as
though they could land an aircraft with their eyes close attitude. So those
lead me to some nervous period of my life just days before entering Academy. Knowing
very well I cannot live a day without pulling a joke on someone, bullying
someone or simply joking around the whole day. It’s a trend I made myself
ever since the very first day I stepped into the “world of education”. Getting a
warning to behave from any teacher was just like having a meal everyday. To my
friends I was just a RASCAL, a litt demon. So I told myself that well that’s it,
I’m gonna get my @$$ kicked until I grad walking and talking like one of them. Came
the night before enrolling myself, I couldn’t sleep. I was tossing myself from
one end of the bed to the other end. Soon the next day, as I entered the class
(again late as usual, the grand-entrance) as expected I could smell the
seriousness in the class. Every face I looked has the “I’m the best” signature
on the forehead. I felt intimidated. I put on the “I just wanna study here and
graduate, please don’t eat me” face. So I sat down alone quietly at the back of
the class until I came upon a familiar head from behind. At first I thought to
myself “it couldn’t be, there was no mention about him coming to Academy” well
being the guy I am. I called from behind just hoping I didn’t get the wrong
guy. “ Oi, Azim.” I called. Then he turned back. AHHH confirm…

  Well the next day,
we got to know everyone and class started with no delay. And as usual after one
day of warming up my @$$, I showed the class my true colours even the
instructors were not spared. I pity the guy sitting beside me; he had to
tolerate my bully behavior for the next six months. From framing my friends up,
teasing them, and pinching their hair from their hands was my daily bread. As long
I couldn’t solve a problem, I’ll start to irritate others. Then my best victim
arrived, Sherard of CANADA. Hell did I showed him the meaning of “Malaysia".

    Small intro about Sherard, big tough guy, about 26 years of age, no neck like
me, like’s to show off his underwear tag where ever he goes. For Sherard
sitting beside me was the best things that ever happen to him, I think hehehe..
He was always the smarter guy with the most complicated questions. Whenever
there’s a time I think I understand a topic, he always raises doubt. We have
Q&A time after every topic. And you can just bet he’ll give the instructor
the hardest time. I personally like to disturb even my instructors with some
tricky question, but when Sherard came along I always go “hey, why didn’t I think
of that question?” But there is always a down fall for any wise man. For him,
is plotting. He was so slow in plotting that everyone could finish 3 questions
and you can bet he is still stuck in No.1. So I found a way to torture him
during his entire stay, by singing every single time I finish earlier. Nothing can
be more torturing than listening to me sing. The song? Well of course ONLY YOU….
He even compared me to a superstar…William
Hung …woohoo …Boy! Did he lose a lot of his hair during his stay in Malaysia. So I hope
where ever he is now, where ever he is flying to, whenever he does PLOTTING, i
hope he remembers me…hahaha

——————————To
be continued——————————-

Finally a chance to
BLOG… I’ve been busy for the past few months preparing for my MAJOR exam. The
paper I’ve been worried ever since I came into this field. But thank God after
a month of waiting for my result, I got through all the papers at first attempt.
Although it was a disappointment as my fav subject got the worst result of all
my other subject, but it’s still a blessing to see the unexpected subjects to
get such good marks. Well I guess I have nothing to complaint about after
spending on average of 16-17 hours a day just studying and only, I repeat, ONLY
3hours of sleep. It was my worst nightmare to go through these two months. And I
had always thought the A-level course I went through was Hell. In this small
bit of time, I had actually seen times I had almost given up. I couldn’t shake
the pressure of my shoulder. But with a few good buddies around also striving
for success, I held on and pushed even harder for success. The one thing I realize
with my newfound friends is everyone is trying to be the best but it wasn’t at
the expense of good friendship. My mates had been a great support to me in
those crucial times. I admit I’m not a smart student, far from being a genius.
But with the help of most of my mates in class, I was able to do pretty well in
all exams.

Yes I finally had
the chance to feel what it was like to fall asleep in class. Before, it was
humanly impossible for me to sleep as I was and still is sitting right in front
of the lecturer. It is so close that I had always joked about having the opportunity
to count my instructors nostril hair. After days of lack of sleeping hours, the
impossible eventually happened. It was one of those meteorology classes which I
had always paid my most attention, and it happened twice in one hour. You
wouldn’t believe this. I had always joked around about how my teacher dozed to
sleep while writing a math formula but this time I was the one falling asleep
while penning down notes during lecture. I had started of well, scribbling down
as fast as I can almost reaching the speed of sound cause my instructor was
trying to beat Concorde. First line of my notes was in perfect handwriting. Second
line was not too bad. Third line was so-so. Forth line was hard to write in a
straight line. And the final fifth line was just plain black. I had nicely
slept right under my instructor’s nose. It was funny though because my hands
were still pulling across my A4 notes; scribbling stuff that only God knows
what and my instructors which are like eagles trying to catch a rodent couldn’t
detect that I was sleeping under his nose. Wait! This wasn’t the best part. Not
long later, the same day the same instructor, I did another miracle. I performed
a trick nobody in class could do. I was once again, faithfully listening and
trying my very best to understand his teachings. As you all know when you are
sitting right in front, you have to tilt your head slightly backwards, right? I
was listening and listening until a point I suddenly realize I was in Genting
drinking coffee with a couple of friends in StarBucks. Okay it was serious
because i had actually reached a term scientist call REM (Random Eye Movement)
which is basically the dreaming stage which usually starts at the 3^rd
to 4^th stage of sleeping. So in that dream later I had a sudden neck pain
which woke me up straight away. I had actually tilted my head so much that when
I opened my eyes, I was staring at the fluorescent light with my mouth wide open. Lucky for me, my class didnt have those slimy lizards up the ceiling if not i would have had a nice lunch for free. And the best thing
was my instructor was actually teaching my Canadian classmate which is sitting
right beside me and he had no idea I had went out of class, went up to Genting
and had a coffee for a chat and came back in. Pheww!! Was I lucky…? So after
class, I told my classmate about the incident and the shocking part was nobody realizes
I did that. Man!! Not even David Copperfield could do that.
  Today was a long day, after having a good test yesterday we were back with some more complicated graphs to learn. An hour in class felt like a year. So after class i was so mentally tired and physically exausted. Then suddenly a classmate came to inform us the results were out, but we had to call the office instead as the guy that was incharge of the website was on holiday. So the first batch of  2 results came back, it was shocking for all of us. We had expected one of our friend ( considered a genius) to get a high mark in one of the subject failed to do so, he only got a so-so. We were all terrified. If he had gotten that, theoratically we are in deep shit. To make things worst, another student just barely passed. Well in our line of field, passing marks is 75 and above. To hit below 80 is already code red. While we were shitting in our pants, after a few discussion in the small room I gathered some nerve and decided to call the office for another 6 student’s result including mine. When the office transferred me to another department line, I could literally feel my heart beat. It  was as if i had finish  10 reps of 90 pounds weight.  After a few minutes ( which is so predictable with the gov office) finally someone pick up the phone from the other side. I was tongue tied at that moment, asthough i was going to propose a marriage."B–b–bOleh saya tahu rsult d–dah keluar ke belum?" I asked. My friends were looking at me, with their eyes not blinking. One biting his finger nail. So i waited for the lady to get the results. First on the list was my name. So i waited with fingers crossed, in my heart praying i woud just pass all subject. So here goes.. "Adrian Lee.. Subject pertama..enam puluh(60)" The minute i heard that, my heart skip a beat knowing i failed one subject. My world started crashing down. I thought i was going to die.. "Is it sixty?" I asked to confirm. " " YEs…Enam puluh".. I had lost all hope that moment. The world was ending i told myself. how could i failed?..After i collected all our results. I just sat on the floor. Feeling really numb. I couldnt stop asking why me? why now?..I started complaining to God. How could He help me this far and yet fail me here? i told myself. My friends some were happy, some were numb like me. Then my friend decided to call again to reconfirm but the office had decided not to answer anymore calls but to fax us the results. I started cursing them. How can they not just answer a few question. So when we heard the results were fax in. We all rushed to the school office to see. Still thinking to myself that everything doesnt make sense that why would my dreams end this way if i had come this far. I had always wanted to pass this major papers in one sitting because i wanted to work with SIA, and i was told by a friend that the only chance was for me to pass these subjects at one sitting. That was also the pressure on me before the exams. So still being optimistic and trusting God although blaming Him at first, I pulled myself together and told myself I’ll go to SIA no matter what it takes. Praying that the office had made a mistake reading my result although it was almost impossible, i was trying to look for a bright side. One of my classmate got excited with his marks he started running and shouting till everyone could hear him, imagine a 30 year old screaming like crazy as if he was a sudden millionaire. Then it was my turn to go in.When i was looking for that 60 i couldnt find it. And sure enough there was a mistake earlier. The lady had wrongly read my marks. Instead of 60 i actually got 90. I couldnt believe my eyes. i read it a couple of times, making sure i hadn’t read the wrong name. Realizing i had passed all. I was overjoyed. I couldnt stop smiling. I wanted to scream louder than the previous guy but i could hardly breathe. My knees were too weak stand what more jump. My friend were shocked of the mistake made by them earlier, they too checked a few times. I had found my bright side. I couldnt stop thanking God. If it was just a test of faith, i would have definately fail badly. Definately the best present from God.Thank God..

  Well after all those incidents and “magic” I had
performed. I still thank God I had passed all my papers, and I thank all you
which had spent the time to pray for me and for all your support. Now I can
take up to an average of 16-17 hours of sleep from now on. haha

 At last a time for
to have some quality time blogging!! Please Say you miss ME….hehe.. Well again
and again I’ve been missing in action; only this time it ain’t because I’ve
been busy working. For those of you whom I haven’t have time to chat with, I’ve
migrated down south a couple months ago.

 Life have been on a
fast pace since I arrived to continue my studies. Never actually thought I’ll
be moving out of home to study. Ok Ok…I admit I’m quite a spoilt brat. Never in
a lifetime would I imagine myself staying outside, away from my mother’s
cooking. When I was offered the place here in Malacca, a lot of thought ran
through my mind. Example, who’s gonna nag me for eating too much and etc etc. You
get what I mean. Well I’m still getting use to staying down here, where the
city is so so dead, well except for the bars which I was told are some of the
most happening place in the State. Nothing much for me to complain since the
people around here is extremely friendly. The only complain I have is the humid
weather around here. To me it is extremely hot here. It is rare to have a good
sky shower once a week. All we get is some pathetic drizzles in the morning and
that’s it. Not enough to even wet the roads. Well guess enough of listing down all
my complaints and tell you some of the unusual stuffs.

 Recently just had my
one of those BIG birthday bbq, although many of you couldn’t make it (anyway
now you couldn’t blame me for not inviting) but it was nice to get those
greetings from you people. It’s just one of those occasions I would never
forget, especially when mom had to put in so much effort while I wasn’t around to
help. Guess roughly 20 to 30 odd people (including those that “purposely” came
back to

Malaysia

for the occasion…hehe just pulling your leg) came during that Sunday afternoon.
I know some of you might be thinking why on earth will we set a bbq in the
afternoon, it was just so because I had to head back to Malacca that faithful Sunday
night too. And thanks to the classmates, I had another birthday cake the next
day during class. Well guess they couldn’t wait to get their hands on Mr. Kecoh
A/L Kutuk KING. Anyway Thanks DUDESSS!!! And to the mates in CollegeLifeGroup 1,
Thanks for the shirt..I was surprised it fits too…hehehe

 Well now thinking back
of the years I’ve been breathing, I have to say it has been one heck of a
journey and hopefully many adventures will come along the way.

From the first step I took (well I was known to be the late
walking kid because of my too careful character), to the first fall I could
remember (I think it was because I was chasing the “roti-man” back then, and it
was the first time I had aloevera as
medicine).

From the first girl I chased (I was 7 back then, now a good “sis”
of mine) to the last one I was rejected a year back (it knocked me silly a few
good days. guess what goes around comes around for me..LOL.).

From my first 100% (I could remember vividly that it was
maths) to the first 0% I accomplished (of course I remembered, it was the first
add maths paper I’ve ever laid my pens on, yeah yeah I got big headed).

From my first time riding a tri-cycle, to the first time I
took-off (literally no joke), on my own.

 But one thing has
never change thats for sure, I realized I still blush whenever I get a birthday
song and have to blow the candles..LOL
 
  Well I better get back to my books now..So catch up wit u later DUDEZZZ…..CHEERS!!!

  Hey guys!! How’s life?? I know it’s been awhile since i last blogged again,since i’ve have been very very busy lately. Didn’t even have time to have enough sleep for the past few weeks as i’ve been juggling both work and studies at the same time. This also explain the weak body and "sexy" voice i’m having..hehe.. So this is the only time I could find for myself to start blogging.
  Yeah the last time I blogged, i mention I just got a job. But this time I’m quitting my job. No no no!! Not that the boss is no good or anything, in a matter of fact the boss have been very good to me. I’m very thankful he even offered me the job since i had no clue about the job when i applied for it..hehe.. It’s been a pleasure knowing the boss and my colleagues. In a short period of time, they have been a family to me. Working with them is just a fantastic experience. But the time has come for me to leave and continue my journey i was promised.
  Yes I have been MIA( missing- in- action) from Metro for a long time and I miss my church, My "family". No worries I’ve not backslide or anything. It’s just because of the time taken for me to travel from MT to work on Sundays was too long due to the bad traffic at Kepong. So i’ve been attending FGA Kota Damansara when I was MIA from MT. The people in FGA had welcome me with their warmest heart and have been very good to me. They had made me felt so much at home for these period of time. The service and worship was almost identical to MT which was also why i felt very comfortable.
  Three months ago, I was given some "instructions" by Him which was later confirmed by pastor during a leaders meeting. I never thought that just being obedient for these three months would have taught me so much about life. Maybe it was already planned for me to see and learn stuff at just at the right time. Without any doubt everyone that knows me, knew me as a very quiet kid before. Well you are going be in for a surprise right now. I’ve totally changed from the quiet kid, to the NST ( Non Stop Talking) kid.
  Last week I’ve received a green light from Him after waiting for such a long time. I’ve been offered a place in MFA after a year long wait. The wait was so long that i almost gave up hope. Everything seems to come againts me in that year long wait. Aircraft was always "down" , weather was terribly bad, and so much more. The stress which was placed on me, only God knows. Given the place, I had to finish up the remaining of my course in a one week period. There was not even a single space for failure.  So juggling both the amount of new customers to follow-up and exam stress, have taken a toll on my supposely healthy body. Which also explains the extra stress and pressure last week. But thank God i manage to pull all of it together and pass my exams.
  So just another week, and MT, I’m coming HOME…

  Hey guys!! I know! I know! I’ve been away for too long..I miss this computer also. Haven’t been able to spend time blogging nonsense because i’ve been busy working lately..Yes WORKING!! I’ve started working since last month and really had no time to even think of blogging. So how was work, you say?? Well work is pretty much tough i would say, knowing that this is the first proper job i’ve done besides blogging…hehehehe.. I’ve been travelling alot on the road nowadays since office is like the other side of Selangor, not realizing that my driving skills has improve tremendously. Driving like a mad cow nowadays is a must, especially if you’ve overslept that sweet cozy morning.
  Although this work is tough and nothing related to my future job, but this is one heck of an experience i will cherish most. Although there is a few motives of me taking this job in particular, well this is one of them. I wanted to taste how bitter life can be in search of money for a day meal, as i’m considered a well blessed boy. I wanted to learn the art of living from those less fortunate, so i could own at least a thankful heart everytime I get to bite a meal. This job has actually opened my eyes to the real harsh world. Not everyone is as kind as the people which have surrounded me for decades. People out there can be very mean and oppressive. They have only one goal and one goal indeed, which is to make others suffer and to make others beg for food. What kind of attitude have mankind evolve into? People which would do the unimagine just to get what they want.
  All these years I have never thought life could be so hard to get on with. I think i’ve seen and heard too much just these two months. The torture people do to each other, is really a sad case. I was just watching out of my office about two weeks back. Looking at the construction workers as they work their fragile body for hours under the hot sun, only stopping for lunch and tea. I used to complained how hot it is after washing my car in the afternoon. But right now i think i have lost my right to complaint. Then i had a little chat with one of the contractor. Again the stories he told me shocked the living day light out of me. Who would imagine that after seeing this workers work their breath out, a man would actually run away with their hard earned wages? Who wouldn’t curse a guy for the evilness that he had done?
  Well right now I feel really thankful for the blessings I have received from God. I now complaint much lesser and thank Him much more.

 Hey I’m back with
the “goodies” again =P What? You thought I wasn’t going to continue to blog the
Adventure?? Well you can think again…hehehe

 Well later we landed
for a “pit-stop” at Jo’Berg for some good walking around the airport before we
caught the next flight to

Cape Town

.
So I took a few good minutes to “revive” my legs and my brains. I went into the
bookstore to look for some good mags to read during the next few hours of
flight. I was actually flipping through a couple of car mags till my eyes
caught something nasty. You won’t believe it. I accidentally flipped a mag
between those car mags called PB. Which I got to know was PlayBoy. Oh Man!!
How embarrassing! Lucky they don’t sell those magazines in this country (but
sooner or later without any doubt, it will reach this country). Imagine how
embarrassing you could get if you were accidentally caught red handed by your
girlfriend, which you didn’t intentionally flip. Hah!! So I quickly hand off
the mag and walk off before any “dirty” things get stuck on my head. I realize
I could never push away these types of unwanted “surprise” out of my life, but
I could hold my dignity high up then just walk away and avoid it from polluting
me. Not all guys are perverts!

 Not long after that
nasty encounter, I was “Q-ing” up to board the plane once again. Now that I
know the “martian” I was talking about, was actually my dad’s friend’s daughter
I tried to be nice giving her another smile with a polite nod for some respect.
And this time I was free to sit on my own (well before my rascal sister showed
up, interrupting my peace), I didn’t have to show my competitive side =P

 After a short nap,
we were in

Cape Town

. I was amazed
at the beautiful scenery which I never expected. With my mouth semi-open
(without the outpouring saliva) I stared at the beauty of this land. It was a
combination of both seas and mountains. It was just “heavenly”. I couldn’t wait
to jump out of the plane. I was thinking, any change of plan to NZ would have
been a great regret.

                                  Heavenly
(Picture taken just before landing at Capetown International)

  The immigration
counter has always been a pain in the butt for all foreigners. The long queue
and slow process has always made me complained. Imagine yourself just offered a
nice scenery which you are so excited to explore only to be slowed down by the
“traffic jam” in the airport. It gets into your nerves. So my turn was up. As I
walked towards the counter, I got a strange look from the lady sitting behind
the huge counter. “Hello Good Morning!” I greeted, in hopes that I won’t get
into any trouble. “Here for business?” she asked with a firm tone, maybe
judging from my “smart” appearance. “Nope! I’m a student and I’m here for
vacation.” I replied, hoping that’ll be all. After looking at my passport, she
gave me a strange look and asked again, “What are you studying?” A simple reply
and she let me off. This lady was really kepo.
What has my study got to do with my vacation?

 Right at the waiting
area, our tour guide has been waiting for us. It was amazing that he could
recognize us, and walk directly towards us even though we haven’t met before.
This guy looks like M. Gandhi with only some hair sticking out. A cheerful guy
with a big smile makes everyone feel at home. While in the car, he just gave a
short brief of where he was going to take us that day.

 Looking out of the
car, I never thought I would see squatter areas in

Cape
  Town

. The squatter houses stretched for miles. It was
a pity to see people staying in those small houses; I guess it’s only slightly
bigger than my kitchen. House made out of old zinc plates and some other
recycle materials. I felt very blessed at that moment for what I have.

 After checking in to
the apartment-style room, we headed for a good lunch at Nando’s. Yeah! I know
you must be thinking “Nandos? We would you wanna all the way to

Africa

just to have Nando’s?” But Nando’s there are simply delicious. Walking down the
street I suddenly felt all eyes were on us. Turning my head to the left and
right, I realized that I was surrounded by Africans. There were no Asians to be
seen. I felt lost. I felt very small and fragile compared to their muscular
bodies. Soon the insecurity faded away, I was feeling at home with sounds of
mini van rushing down the streets which reminds me of the pink bas mini we used
to have. Honking and shouting from the vans trying to attract attention. The
building there was also quite old but repainted with cheerful colors.

 First stop was the
Waterfront. It’s a cool place to hang out and a new place build just opposite
the harbor. The place was just filled with multinational people. It was truly a
hot attraction for tourist. There were so much of activities going on. With
anti-AIDS campaign just around the corner, the younger kids performed on stage.
Singing Christian songs and dancing all over stage, it was simply a fantastic
sight. Although our Malaysian currency was a little stronger, but it was too
expensive to buy stuff there. I wondered just how much the people there were
earning for a living. Some of the items were ridiculously pricey. So it was
obviously a No No for shopping today. So we just wasted the rest of our first
of seven days by walking around at the stunning shopping centre before ending
it with a good sleep on the comfy bed.

  Picture taken just out of Waterfront

 Hey YEA!! YES YES!! I
know should be sleeping this time around. But there’s just too much thing going
around my head. I have too much problems to worry about. So the only way to
keep my mind clear, I guess is to continue blogging.

 Well I’ve been really
under pressure this week. Not able to perform at my best potential really put
me into lots of stress. Maybe it’s just because I’ve been on holiday for too
long, leading to my rusty controls and skills. To top that, I should be having
my test next week which leads me into more pressure adding that the examiner is
seriously strict and fussy. I’m afraid that I’m pushing myself to the limit.
Pressured, I am. So I thought going to church and seek God would be the best
idea. I was about to give up hope with faith dying of slowly, I couldn’t handle
this massive pressure. I was afraid I would make a wrong decision or just
forget something during flights. I was unsure of my future, not able to get a confirm
seat in any of the schools in

Malaysia

.
Pressure is building up against me. So praying and leaving it to God was all I could
do.

  So the next morning I woke up with an “answer”
on my handphone. It was something I never expected. “Do not be afraid, for the
Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” It was a comforting message to get
from a friend. Thanks, Gal!  With this “answer”,
I could walk with my head lifted up high and take every step knowing I am never
alone.

 TADA!! I’m Back…
hehehehe…Anyone missed me??? =P Okay I know it’s really been a LONG time since
my last entry but I have some really good excuse though. I was stuck with a lot
of problems that never seem to end. But I’m quite bored of thinking of it and
prefer to let God do the job

 So obviously I have
been enjoying some good time lately. So guess what?? Of course I went “up”
again… hehehehe… But this time it was quite a boring flight, because I had to
behave myself. So let me start off with where I had a pretty good time.

 It’ll all happen
roughly three weeks ago; mom told me that we were going to

Africa

for holidays this time. And obviously I was like “Hello!!

AFRICA

!!
What on EARTH!! Its SUMMER there, U KNOW?? Isn’t

Malaysia

hot enough??” Yeah that was my first answer when my mom told me about

AFRICA

for holiday (I actually wanted to go NZ another round, well at least to spend
some good summer there rather than

AFRICA

). The issue
about the hot weather kept rushing into my mind. I kept thinking how was I
going to survive in the HOT DESERT (excuse my lack of knowledge. I had always
thought of

Africa

as nothing but sand…hehe…Cuz I
never passed my Geography during secondary). So in order to keep my sanity, I
run through the net to prove to my parents that it will be a big mistake to go
during this season. To my surprise, I found out that the weather was quite
cold. “

South Africa

cold???” I asked myself. I was in total disbelief. “This must be a total
mistake.” I told myself. So I did some extra searching in the web for the
latest weather conditions and temperatures. Guess what?? It all showed that it
was like 12- 20 Celsius that week. I could actually smile once again. Looks
like it ain’t that bad after all.

 Now came the day of
departure. I was ready to see what this country had to show me. I predicted it
to be a good 12hours journey, with lots of movie to watch and music to cuddle
me to sleep. So I couldn’t wait to board the plane. Only this time I had to
really behave myself. There were too many “High Class” people sitting around,
so in order not to embarrass my parents I had cancel of any dirty plans. Well
obviously I aint wanna cramp myself into the seat right behind for the next 12
hours, so good behavior is a must.

 It’s now

1am

in the morning; everyone is getting ready to
jump onboard. So with my sleepy eyes and hungry stomach I dragged myself down
the corridor, and into the plane.

“All the way front, sir” I heard the pretty stewardess said
showing off her bright shining teethes. As I walk down towards my seat, I was
wondering which guy was going to be my chat partner (or my victim, I should
say) for the next 12 hours. Well I had hope for an old veteran for a flight
partner, so that he could boast his past glories to a young ciku. Then something caught my attention. It was some long hair species
sitting right next to my seat. “WOW!! This is going to be one heck of an ah pak. Must be a super cool dude.” I
told myself. But as I reached my seat and glance at my neighbor, I had to
swallow my hopes down to my hungry stomach. It was a GIRL. “This cannot be
happening to me! I can’t be sitting here.” I screamed to myself. I panicked.
Sitting beside a GIRL (I have to tell you that these species aint from Earth,
they are martians trying to invade my land…hehehe) was really my worst
nightmare, well besides heights and blood. And she is a total Stranger (mom
warned me about sitting with strangers. Well I think she should change the word
strangers to MARTIANS =P). I was pretty sure my sister was laughing out laud
back there. Okay I had to change my plans to being talkative to just being
NICE. To show a bit of respect since she got to the seat first, a good HELLO
should do the trick and get the ball rolling. So there it was a good polite
HELLO, not too loud not too soft, presented with a winning smile which I
thought it was going to be the best start off. But to my disappointment, all
she gave me was a lost look which was probably also the GET OUT OF MY FACE
look. So still think I’m going for second try? Well of course, it’s do or
suffer the next 12hours of complete silence (or I could just change my
attention to the stewardess of course…hehehe).

 Yes it’s makan time. Man!! I was really hungry
that time. It was like 6hours late for dinner, 3hours late for supper and an
hour late for snacks. Pulling out the menu and looking at it with the most
“gentleman” look (only if they knew it was just a mask covered over a “little
devil” =D), I selected my orders. Since I couldn’t be in my worse behavior,
maybe I try being the most “gentleman”. First on the menu was the satay. And MAN! It was pretty difficult
course to tackle without dirtying both my mouth and hands, imagine with the satay sauce dripping from the stick. I
should have asked them to pour the sauce on the side. But boy! Did I pull it
out perfectly! Not a single drip of sauce touches either my shirt or table.
“Well Done! Like a Pro!” I praised myself. Next course, THE SOUP (Note that
I’ve skipped salad cuz I was rushing to sleep). Ah! This will be a piece of cake,
I thought. I’ve practiced this dish well enough. So as “Soup Trained, I was” I
again tried to show my skills, but was sabotaged by the weather. As the plane
began to shake vigorously, I tried my very best to hold the spoon as steady as
possible. That showed a lot of concentration just to direct the spoon right
into my mouth. As I glance to my left, I noticed the “martian” was struggling
with her wavy soup. I looked at her and smiled. “Hah! Amateur!” I laughed to
myself. After the “Soup Trained” kungfu
I showed, it was off for the next meal. As the easiest among all, the next meal
was beef steak with some cute little potatoes (kedekut). And what was best to
go with red beef?? Red wine, of course!! Trying to show off my wine sipping
skills, I had place the glass into a nice good circle just allowing the liquid
to roll around the walls of the glass. Placing high concentration once again,
so to not spill the drink. Then I gently placed the liquid just close to my
nose, and tried to smell the aroma. Just a slight nod to indicate it was good,
so I had some good sip. But it was all only just for show, cause at that time
my nose wasn’t able to detect any sign of smell due to nose blockage…heehehe..
Eventually my nose cleared up thanks to the wine and I was ready for a nap.

 “Geeezzz!! Apa bising nih?” I complained to myself.
Getting a little frustrated from the Noise that woke me up from my sweet
dreams. I opened my eyes reluctantly and got a fright. All I saw was an alien face just inches away from my eye
balls. So I reposition myself away and tried to locate the noise pollution. Well
again and again I was surprised. Sound actually came from nowhere but from
little “martian”. I never thought that “Martians”
could actually snore.

 After a good rest, I
was once again disturbed from my dreams. But this time I wasn’t angry. Guess
why?? Hehehe… I was disturbed by an “angel”. What better way to wake up and see
a cheerful person right before your eyes. “Morning, Sir!! We’ll be serving
breakfast soon.” The peaceful voice traveled into my ears. The sun was already
slightly visible from the window. How nice!! So I had some good cereals and
those “cute” little potatoes again. Then the action of the “martian” caught my
attention. She was covering her eyes with both her hands. So I felt a little kepo and peeped into her screen and
wanted to see what horror movie she was actually watching. My jaw dropped on
the table when I discovered the truth (okay I have to exaggerate). It wasn’t a
horror movie. It was just a comedy movie and there was a couple kissing on
screen. “How old is she?? Where is she from” I asked myself. For a girl her
age, I don’t think there was anything new seeing couple kissing on screen. Oh
man!! If only you know how I hoped this flight ends fast…. 

————————————–To BE
Continued————————

  Yo dudes!! How’s life been torturing you??? Well i’m kinda bored right now, so i thought of just blogging some crap on the net. Well guess i’ll share with ya what i’ve been up to lately.
  I went back to Labuan last week. Oh Man!! It’s was really really hot. Gosh!! Thats when i remembered why i havent gone back there for ages. I actually had to take my bath 5 times a day. But guess it was all worth while anyway. Imagine i get to just lepak and breath some fresh air instead of haze, eat some good fresh seafood instead of those red eyes fish here ( talking about red eyes, anyone wanna join me for the movie???), and yeah of course i got to eat the famous buah Tarap ( Oh man, i’m already drooling now.) And best of all, i got some lobsters back also, but too bad it’s all only for my little hungry stomach ( dont think of suddenly being my good "hengtai", when it comes to food i’m a lone ranger..wuahahaha). I did discover and learn alot of things when i was having my "vacation" there. I learned to appreciate life and just sit back and relax, i learned to never give up and always hope for the best. And most of all i realize that you can never put to much hope on friends, cuz one day friends can just forget you.
  So after two nights stay at the hot island, i was READy to jump on the jet and fly home. I made sure i didnt leave anything behind, so i reminded my mum a few times not to forget my lobster (yummy yummy… :p)…wuahahaha… So for the first time i was so excited to go on board the plane, i was already sweating a little. So i actually got a chance to sit in the economy class after since a long long time( lucky me..dun lar jealous). And believe me, the minute i got on my seat i had an evil plan ( this is why i love economy seat so much, you can never do this in the boring first class or business class). You see, there’s a seat betwwen me and my dad. Imagine a tiny seat in the middle, and a kid with some big shoulder sitting beside (wuahaha). You dont get it? Well the theory is the bigger size wins. And for once i was so happy i was consider the bigger size one. I was actually hoping for a tiny guy to seat in the middle, so i can bully him for the next 2 hours flight. Then the steward began to close the door. My "hope" shattered into pieces. I was going to be pretty bored for the next 2 hours journey. But then later out of the Blue, there was a group of late comers boarding the plane. I was once again excited. I waited for the guy that was suppose to seat in the middle (was pretty sure that the person exist cuz i couldnt get that seat when my aunt check-in for us). Then when most of the late comers settle down, i instantly notice a guy. No! This guy is not a superstar, and he aint a person i’ve met before. What really caught my attention was, this guy is much much bigger than me. And his steps is getting slower and slower when he approaches my row of seats. When i was in secondary school, i thought i’ve seen the biggest man, my english teacher (he looks exactly like Nutty Prof) I will forever remember this teacher of mine. He is the only one with the tilted Sunny car. Well i guess a man that has not travel the whole earth, thinks his mother is the best cook ( i feel so wise suddenly..wuahaha).
  Okay back to the story.  There he was , the big "monster" slowing down his pace as he arrives. I was like in my heart "Oh Man!! Dont sit beside me, dont sit beside me".. And to my greatest fear he stopped beside me and look right into my eyes. "I’m doom" I said to myself. He had a second look on his boarding pass to made sure, and later double check with the sit number.  When he was trying to carry his luggage, i thought it was the end.I surrendered to my fate, and tried gave him "space" to come in. Then the moment came, he lifted up his leg and to my surprise move down to the seat two rows behind of me and "settle" down. Poor old man that was sitting beside him. Well i guess it was better him than me though..hehehhe
  So you think my humour adventure was over?? Nah! It had just started. Remember those demonstration by the flight stewardess on safety precaution?? Well this pretty girl caught my eyes, is not like i have never seen how to use a life jacket before( i have actually memorize how to use it), but is just that this girl is really pretty. The smile on her face made my heart melt. Those white teeths made me temporaly blinded. Guess now i know why they say love is blind( only if they brush their teeth, duh!!). I was amazed by her graceful moves. I felt like heaven for the first time. Then there it was time to show us the life jacket. I concentrate every single movement. As she puts on the lifejacket, and waited for instruction. I could bet i never even blinked once. Time for her to tighten the belt. Oh!This moment really shocked me! No! Dont worry her uniform didnt fall off ( hehehe…you little perverts). What shock me most was when she pulled the belt to tighten, she actually hit a man reading newpaper straight to the face with her left fist. Ouch!! I shouted in my heart. That moment she panicked and didnt know whether or not to continue the demo or beg for forgiveness. She actually just said "Sorry Sorry!!" and continued with her demo which is infact already too late to demo as the chief has already reached the part where she was suppose to show the exit doors. Oh Man!! She must have gave that poor guy a black eye. I really could not stop laughing at that moment that i bend down to laugh. Well it was better him than me, but i wont wanna miss the chance of getting a black eye from a pretty stewardess like her infact i might even ask for her number. Stupid dude!! Well guess he was trying to get back his sense of direction that he misses that golden opportunity ( Well  Done dude!!)…
   Still think my adventure was over?? Guess again.. Time for a little makan, i was actually looking for the dinner menu just to check what they have prepared for my hungry machine. I was searching high and low for that piece of menu, i even checked below the seat to see whether or not it had fallen there. Then i realize i was at a class of it’s own(bodoh!!). No Menu for econ class. (Ciss.. One day when i get my own Airlines i would have a printed menu for the whole plane.  ) So came another pretty girl to serve me my "food". I was actually not even paying attention when she ask for my "orders". "So chicken or Fish. for you sir??" She asked then asked another time.  I was trying to figure out whether or not she wearing lipstick or lipgloss. Because her lips looks shiny, guess maybe it was just gold dust to think of it now. She cant be wearing lipgloss for work right?? Anyway  I made a stupid reply to her question trying to look very matured at first, " Hmmm.. I think I’ll have the first one". "The First one?? Are you deaf or stupid?? Cant you just say chicken??" Guess that must be what she was thinking after i said that. Anyway she pass me the chicken. and some little cute mineral water in small containers. Alright now that she leaved, i can open my "surprise meal". Oh Man!! It was paethetic. Well the chicken was good. But the rice and Vege? Yucky!!… So after my "dinner" or should i call it snack by the look of it, i decided to wrap things back nicely as if i was never touched. Jokingly ask my dad, " Would you think she’ll give me the fish if i return this to her??". My dad just smiled and nodded his head. And what was my dad thinking at that moment?? Well i guess he was thinking of how he ended with a "clown" like this.
  So i was planning what to say to the stewardess when she comes to collect the dish. So i looked up and down for her. While i was sticking my head out to look, i remembered a thriller movie where the trolley actually hit the head of one guy when he was looking out of his seat. That very moment i shrink my head back in like a tortoise, fearing of losing my head. And to make things worse the pretty girl never came back, instead a pondan came to take my dinner away. Man!! Gross!!..
  So after reading the mag. i doze off. Suddely i felt somebody rubbing my shoulder. Guess who??? Not the pondan lar of course( i wont have mention if it was him). The pretty girl that gave someone a punch. She ask if i wanted a pillow. Alamak!! Macam sudah naik layang-layangan.. But i was  stupid enough to just said thank you and took it from her and went back to sleep. Oh Man! Guess it was my turn to lose the golden chance. Till now i couldnt stop thinking how stupid i was. But then again, maybe i was lucky not to make that move with my parents around. Maybe another day we shall meet( hehehehe..i Doubt it).
  So still  think that my adventure is over?? ..Well for the flight, yes!! But for the journey back from KLIA to HOME? Nah!! It has just started, but my eyes are pretty tired now ( will post it in later). So i’ve learned many many things in such a short period. Relax and enjoy life. Never hope to bully tiny people ( yeah right!) And best of all.. They are more pretty stewardess in economy than in other classes not to mention the hiccups they do.( oh yeah!). So take my "nasihat" , take economy seats. Its cheap and it’s one hell of an adventure…FLY ECONOMY GUYS!! Cheers!!