back from malaysian montage. or should i say malarian montage? so many people were sick. daniel lee, austin, wu yang, kevin lim, and quite a lot more. practically half of bus 9.

as i had expected, meals were repulsive in most cases. mostly because of the setting. *thinks of cameron highlands nyonya restaurant* *struggles not to throw up*

there were flies ALL OVER the place.

and the pungent odour emitted by the substance in the restroom facility was detectable from the table at which i was sitting.

based on malaysian dining experiences, i am now convinced that all restaurant-made drinks in malaysia are either unacceptably diluted, have an exceedingly high sugar content, or both.

below par.

the busdriver was a bastard; we said thank you upon alighting and he responded by glaring at us, and eventaully made stereotypical comments about singaporeans in malaysian-accented cantonese/hokkien/whatever. not sure, don't care.

grand continental hotel. wasnt bad, bathrooms a little dirty.

equatorial? much better. but bathroom taps were retarded. retarded, as in held back; restricted.

easy to turn on, but incredibly hard to turn off. turnturnturn stop. what the hell? water's still running. turn the other way. shit. no change. turn back. nothing. continue turning JUST UNTIL I THINK THE BLOODY THING IS GOING TO BREAK THE HELL OFF. water stops! yay.

grand bluewave! unlike the previous two hotels, the bathrooms here were wonderful. shower area, bathtub+shower, japanese on the toilet sticker (haha.), a in-toilet phone (!), and lots of stuff to take!

however, shiheng's bed was nothing more than a plank.

and i left my jacket behind!!!!!!!!

damndamndamndamnARGHSHIT.

oh well. will get a new WHITE jacket soon. i like WHITE. nothing to do with race though. don't get me wrong. just like the colour.

the canopy walk was bloody fun. especially at that place where the plank had to be replaced by a metal ladder? everyone was going like "what the hell?" and "oh shit how to cross?".

haha.

tian le was scared of getting leeched.
he fell for our fake leech warnings at least 5 times while walking up the hill. however, shi heng and haris were abducted. shiheng's wound didn't fully clot till the next day. aww.

the batch dance didn't go too well. (sorry guys. but i though it could have gone much better with more planning.)

firefly boat trip! so many fireflies! and mosquitoes! 8 bites on my left hand. 10 on the right. sheesh.

at the stop before the putra mosque thing, wuyang had to strip half-naked. DON'T ask which half. (:

he had to be dabbed with wet towels. and a CERTAIN teacher got drenched pants because of that. i'm not going to say who on this blog. could get me in a lot of trouble. but if you HAVE to know. ask me on msn. haha.

did lots of sketches on the bus. personal favourites are LARDMAN and THE LINGGUM.

haha.

maybe i'll post them in the pics section. nothing there yet. but then again who reads this thing? not really any point posting them up i guess.

um... oh yeah, bought lots of nice stuff. like a blowpipe.

i almost smuggled the darts. they didnt find them when checking my bag. they said "okay, you can go. no problem." then anohter of the officers went like "no darts right?" and my conscience took over. haha.

some people managed to smuggle stuff, but i won't put their names here in case a teacher reads this. *wink*

alright then. going to play squash in a few minutes. once my brother gets back.

bye for now.

it's 7:04 p.m.
2005-05-28