Avilion Admiral Cove Port Dickson

It took me weeks, well atleast 5 weeks to be close to precise for me to have this post posted on my blog. Since 'busy' seemed to be a lame excuse, another reason for that would be actually i stopped blogging months ago until recently I found myself reading some really good journals of my friends and the 'kiasu' instinct inside myself made me think: I should have one too hor.....- Just kidding.

Avilion Admiral Cove Port Dickson

Huge rooms and our superior sea view room has a king sized bed, a sofa, a working table, LCD TV...can comfortably fit up to 4 person.

We were supposed to check in at 3:00 pm and we arrived 10 minutes before the check in time in hope that we'll be able to get to the room as it was so hot! (lobby not air conditioned). But unfortunately there's this Singaporean family who checked out late so our room won't be ready until 50 minutes later! A very bad first impression.

Soon after we checked in, we were so exhausted and while i was sleeping, vie vie took a pic of me sleeping!! (not posted here) Later in the evening, we went to the marina (since there's no beachfront) and took some very cool photos, but soon after that we were asked "enough ahh?" by this unfriendly indian guy because that area supposed to be restricted to yacht owners only but c'mon, the door wasn't locked okay?

We thought dinner will be kinda expensive and not so much choice as well so we headed out to this seafood restaurant about 2km away and the salted egg crab was better that i expected! food was inexpensive, lots of meat, vege and a crab for only rm70+.

The seafood restaurant

The next morning we headed to my former NS camp in Blue Lagoon (Tanjong Tuan) for a visit from the outside, a place I swear I won't come back the day I stepped out more than a year ago. haha. Before we leave, we went to the Tanjong Tuan Forest Reserve for a walk up to the lighthouse and the view was fantastic. Along the way, vie vie imagined how's his hike to Mt. Kinabalu would be and I can tell...he's kinda nervous coz he too is obviously a city boy :P

The light house after a 25min 12pm-under-the-sun walk

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Standard of Living increases, is that all?

Ironically, increase in standard of living is consistently related to the stress level of a society.

A major source of stress in our society is the constant pressure to do more, see more, learn more, buy more, read more, and become more. Many of us, in fact, most of us including myself are often not contended with what we currently have. For instance, this moment i'm not satisfied with my breakouts and I HAVE TO get the most expensive skin care product tomorrow!

As we progress (or at least in the name of progressing), we tend to expect and ask for more in life the materialistic way, and conveniently forget basic values such as courtesy, friends and family values. As we turn more and more desirable items and label them into our necessity list, have we ever wondered, "Are we progressing for the sake of the name of progressing?"

Of course, competition that leads to progress does makes life different the nice way for a lucky few. Perhaps lucky isn't the right word, - the wise few in fact, is. These are the few wise people who treasure success, embrace family relationship and friendship and most of all, appreciate life. Unfortunately, this Indian lady who shouted and yelled over a train seat (for whatever reason, even if she's right initially) is clearly making fun of herself.

But it's indeed an entertaining train ride provided if you're in the mood :)

Hold, Kiss, Touch, Love

Everytime you Hold me,

hold me like this is the last time,

Everytime you Kiss me,

kiss me like you'll never see me again.

Everytime you Touch me,

touch me like this is the last time,

Promise that you Love me,

love me like you'll never see me again.

Factor Twenty-One and the Broken Time Machine

When things go from JUST NOW to RECENTLY to LATELY to LONG AGO and to ONCE UPON A TIME..

I believe everyone had that experience bofore? Perhaps it's sometimes sad to see things go from sweet to sour, from rich going bankrupt, and from hubby to finally he's in your "ex list". So, ladies and gentlemen, with my greatest condolences to myself, I hereby open my very first "account" in "The Bank of Ex".

What makes human so emotional? I suppose it has to be memories. Sweet memories that we tend to flashback during the sad days, memories that can no longer repeat in real life, memories that brings frustration, anxiety and most of all, disappointment.

Often enough, we tend to avoid having any contact with these memories which brings sleepless nights and all the mixed emotions. And one fine day when we accidentally bump into these memories, i.e, certain restaurants, certain cinemas, certain songs, and even certain brands bearing memorable haute couture names which somehow once featured any stage of your previous relationship, it hurts even more.

...

So I did an experiment, intended to break all the laws of "emotional healing" created by some love deficit disorder (LDD) monsieurs. I visited some most "sensitive" locations. A move which may led me popping sleeping pills to death even thinking about it on the night of 21st January, exactly one month after my birthday.

I remembered this building well. 23-26NOV 2007

I remembered the first time I walked through this corridor..

It's no longer the same as I walked through it today.

And hesitating whether or not to press the bell

in front of this door just 2 months back.

...

Room 1021

Ironically, it all started with the 21st room, and ended on the 21st day of January.

proven that my birthday wish on the 21st day of December didn't come true.

Result of the experiment?

Undefined.

SIN

DAY 1

DAY 2

DAY 3

DAY 4

DAY 5

DAY 6

DAY 7

"Practically nothing special,

not that i can recall now..

probably later :) "

it's 1:08 AM to be precise n jeff hasn't replied any of my calls or texts.

Was he on the Sydney flight?

I mean..did he got into the flight?

or something else happened before that?

like what happens most of the time.

i.e. his granny had something going in the hospital?

Will I see him in KL with Steven?

As told BEFORE he left for the door?

Guten Nacht!

(morgen)

Family Trip Pangkor

My last Moral Studies paper finally finishes at 4:29 PM on Thursday, 13th Dec.

Guess what, a 2-week break ahead, christmas and new year's day included!

Although some of the papers i literally just ran through it but..okay let's forget abt it for the next 2 weeks okay?

So here's Pangkor.. a short holiday with my family, namely daddy,mommy, and 2 sisters. :)

with sister- Chrystal

mom and chrystal; me and sister- Catherine behind

Daddy and Chrystal

me and mom

One thing is these resorts works very slow in serving food...

another waiting day..

But most of all, the family got to get together..that's good.

Do we need distance to get closer?

Apparently yeah..

Especially in a long distance relationship..

Not very long distance though..

We're just 202miles/ 325km apart.. most of the time..

At times, we're even 9400miles/ 15127km apart..

At some times, we can be -7inches/ -17.78cm together c'mon u know what i mean..

And of course, we can comfortably be <1m apart!

So, in order to get from 9400miles/15127km apart to -7inches/-17.78cm together or a comfortably <1m apart,

These will probably be the stuffs we most probably relate ourselves to:

sometimes this

sometimes this will do

This would be more economical and convenient if v're 202miles away.

This is cheap too but 7-8hrs for 202miles is not for me :)

Well....this one coming soon

hmm...with all those miles, kilometers, meters inches and centimeters between us, i guess i'll treasure you a lot more when we get together. After all, it is all these little (sometimes weird) things that made our relationship so special !

Miss you so much dear !!