Honeymoon

Our Sabah Sarawak Adventure

Day One - 27 May 2006

We started our adventure the night before by departing from Boon Lay Shopping Centre in a super cool and super fast bus ride to KL Pudu Raya. Having learnt my lesson from my previous LCCT brouhaha, we arrived at KLIA LCCT at the disgustingly early time of 5am. hello...our flight's at 9.30am. *grr*....we landed in Kota Kinabalu at 12.30pm, officially missing the jetty to Gayana Island and had to wait some more till 3.30pm when the next ferry departed.

The journey was well worth it. The ferry ride was very scenic. It being a Saturday and all, i was very surprised to see that there was hardly anybody around.





The 20-min ride brought us to Gayana Island Ecoresort. The view from out chalet was simply breathtaking...



Awak and i were dead tired from all that travelling from the night before, so we had an early dinner at the resort's seafood restaurant.



bathed by the approaching rain, we spent dinner reminiscing about our past, his BH 90210 hair days and my naughty years at CCKSS.

Day Two - 28 May 2006

Awak saved a life today! We were on our way to snorkelling just after breakfast when i spied a lil black bird swimming in the water.

Me: "Eh awak! See! That bird swimming!"
Awak: "Swimming ker haper. Dia jatuhlah."
Me: "HA?! Then he drowning? Dear YOU MUST SAVE HIM!"

so my dearest heroic awak, ever the lifesaver, took off his sandals right there along the boardwalk and jumped into the water to rescue Bird Bird


that little speck of black is Bird Bird struggling in the water.


awak to the rescue!


so brave, right? the water's filled with sea urchins y'know...


getting rid of the salt water on Bird Bird


then drying Bird Bird


hey the tissue didn't work...

So only after we made sure Bird Bird was safe and dry, we went to Hornbill Beach. The ferry driver left us all by ourselves at the jetty and said, "I'll be back in 2 hours."

The sun was out and the waters were clear. Awak had bought 3 packs of stale Gardenia bread to feed the fish. As soon as one piece hit the water, it was a free game feeding frenzy! Once, awak even saw a bigger fish eat up a smaller fish who was distracted in trying to get a bite of the bread.

As i held the bread in my fingers, fishes would swim up and take a bite. i guess they could not tell bread from hand; they kept biting me instead. and my toes weren't spared either. i kept swallowing salt water and i'd go "ouch!" "oww!" underwater.


fed fish from my feet

we made our way back to our room to wash up after the boatman fetched us back. it was only about 1.30pm and we thought we had plenty of time for lunch. RIGHT. the moment we finished our prayers, it started raining. and it poured. and it rained. it rained cats and dogs and bears and lions. so in the end we couldn't go out for lunch.

so awak and i stayed in, curled up on the sofa watching the lightning streak across the skies and the rain coming from all directions (yeah, even upwards from the water). cocooned in that uber-comfy state, i dozed off.

my stomach growled me out of sleep. having missed lunch, we were terribly hungry. so imagine the shock at looking at the clock to see that it was nearly midnight! wah lau we slept till so late! and there was no food...save for two packs of Mamee Cup Noodles we sneaked in from the mainland. so we had to make do with that and a packed of haw flakes.

Day 3 - 29 May 2006

I could kill awak. he tickled me out of bed today to make sure we got up before the sun did.


the boardwalk outside our room





We packed up and left Gayana Island Ecoresort feeling good about what lies ahead.


bubbyes Gayana!



We took the ferry back to Kota Kinabalu town and checked in our hotel for the night, the Kinabalu Daya Hotel. We dropped by a cybercafé to download pics into awak's thumbdrive and after lunch, we explored the pasar for gifts. The pasar was hot and stuffy but it sold a billion and ten items from knick-knacks to household items to sun-dried fish.

That night, we walked along Jln Haji Saman for dinner and we came across this huge field of food stalls! there must have been at least 100 different stalls selling local fare...*yum*...there was even this makcik selling sea grapes! awak got a whole BBQed fish for himself and i got my BBQ chicken wings. with steaming fried rice to go with that and hot teh tarik to wash it down with, we returned to our room for dinner.


awak eating sea grapes. (anggur laut, the makcik called it.)

Day 4 - 30 May 2006
After breakfast we headed to the airport to catch our MAS shuttle to Kuching. The plane transited at Bintulu and an hour later, we arrived in Kuching. At the airport, we caught a taxi to Holiday Inn Damai Lagoon Resort. Awak had chosen this place and according to him, it was so secluded that the resort was self-sufficient and had their own in-house activities.

The 50 mins taxi ride was the most bumpiest and rough ride i've ever been on. seeing everyone pass by in their 4WDs and large stable MPV suddenly made a lot of sense on the Kuching-Damai terrain. the only soothing part of the ride was having awak holding the barf bag to my mouth and rubbing my back. oh yes...that and of course the breathtaking views of Putri Santubong and Putri Sejinjang helped with the motion-sickness too.





I LOVE OUR ROOM! we had a chalet that faced the vast beauty of the South China sea to the right and the heights of Mount Santubong to the left.











Awak and i spent the afternoon exploring the grounds and making a stop at the cyber station. It started drizzling after maghrib, so we ordered room service and stayed in for the night.

Day 5 - 31 May 2006

After breakfast awak and i rented bicycles to explore the neighbouring resorts and Damai village.

Remember the uber-rough taxi ride getting into the resort? Well, if a four-wheeled vehicle was akin to a roller coaster ride, imagine how it was like on a flimsy 8-speed piece of metal disguised as a mountain bike. *groan*

The trailed we covered along the foot of Mt Santubong was roughly (and i do mean that literally) 3 kilometres.







Exhausted, we returned to the resort for a quick shower and lunch before heading to the beach.

Awak's bright idea: to rotate 15 mins each at the jacuzzi-steambath-sauna stations routine. TWICE! the jacuzzi was good for soothing my tired body from the rough ride back and the sauna was relaxing for my sweaty body. but for some reason, i could not take the steam bath. the head went straight to my head, u felt woozy and dizzy all at the same time and at one point, awak had to help me out of the pool. i then insisted that we go to the beach like normal people and swam till sunset.


Day 6 - 1 June 2006

After breakfast awak and i took the shuttle to Kuching town and we were dropped off at Holiday Inn Kuching. After depositing our luggage, we set off to explore Kuching town.

We walked along Sungai Kuching and bought a gazillion things along the way. Tired and ready to be declared bankrupts, we headed to the airport, wondering what Kuala Lumpur will bring.

Hotel Malaya's main door opens right smack into Petaling Street! When we arrived that night, we had dinner at the nearby "kedai mamak" as they called it there.
Awak has his mee goreng pedas while i wanted some murtabak. when it came, i was pleasantly surprised!



the crust was tissue-paper thin! it was soooooo yummy and i've never come across murtabak with crust this thin and delicious. but check out the onions...



Day 7 - 2 June 2006

We didn't have much time today, coz awak had Friday prayers, so we headed out after breakfast to see KL early in the morning.





I met awak at the LRT station after zuhr and we headed down to KLCC to catch X-Men.

I've always wanted to eat at Nando's. The peri-peri chicken is reputed to be excellent so we had lunch there. Mistakenly ordered the platter.


the ever-ready fireman preparing for the fire...


as the waitress put it, "wow...boleh kenduri!"


the aftermath...

I only noticed that it was for 3-4 persons after the meal. the hot is HOT man! my eyes and nose watered, and if my ears produced liquid, they would have watered too.

That night we went into Shah Alam to meet mak usu, pak usu, mak lang, mak itam and the kids. Hee hee...lost our way but found a good makan place that served our food within 10 mins! not bad for a seafood restaurant. Awak tucked into the fish with vigour...poor baby...tak best eat seafood alone, so awak has had to abstain from seafood when we eat. i keep telling him, "eat lah whatever ever u want. very easy. chicken for me."

Day 8 - 3 June 2006

Awak and i started packing after breakfast and we checked out, heading towards the Ancasa Hotel where we were going to catch our coach back to Singapore. I saw an A&W across Pudu and immediately determined that we were going to have our last meal in KL at A&W.










And so our Sabah & Sarawak adventure ends. That's it. : )

For the full photographic account, please click on the Multiplying Omnichups link and view the four albums.

Because We Are More Than Just A Fan Club

BECAUSE WE ARE MORE THAN JUST A FANCLUB

The earthquake that struck Jogyakarta has left thousands homeless and in need of basic food, shelter and healhcare supplies.

Because we are more than just a fan club that supports Peterpan and their musical journey, AlamPeterpan seeks your kind generosity in extending relief to those in need.

The best kind of contribution would be in monetary terms, but these items are very much welcomed.

List of Needed Goods:
1. Medication and Health Supplies
2. Tinned Milk/ Baby's Milk Formula
3. Generator Set
4. Clothes
5. Drinking Water
6. Sanitary Napkins
7. Blankets
8. Sleeping Bags

Please contact Nurul at berriesngum@hotmail.com or Khai at omnichups@yahoo.com to coordinate your contributions.

Collection of donations will be done by the AlamPeterpan committee members in Singapore.

Donations will be in the care of Andika Naliputra, peterpan's keyboardist. Peterpan will be transporting the contributions back to Indonesia themselves after their 17th June showcase in Singapore.

And Back Again

HELLO MY BELOVED PEEPS!

i'm back...yes! it feels good and strange in a weird way to be back... : ) pics and updates will be up soon...

but first i wanna thank EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ON OF YOU for dropping by my page and keeping in alive and defending me and oh...*sob*...this is all so touching.... *lol*

be back in a jiffy!

Far Far Away

we'll be right back after we ...

Pasang Paip

everybody thought that somebody will take pictures.

in the end, nobody did.

so if you have pics from saturday, post 'em up, will ya? my photog is still hard at work.

Sloganize Your Name

this is blardy funny

i churned out these names...and see wat i got?

i tried a coupla other names. with hilarious results.

"Chups - It Looks Good On You"

"How Many Licks Does It Take To Get To The Centre Of An Uki?"

"Once You Pop, You Can't Stop Kautsar"

"Nazril With The Less Fattening Centres"

"Let's Face The Music and Boril"

"Your Bagong, Right Away"

"Four Out Of Five Dentists Recommend Andika"

"Loekman Comes To Those Who Wait"

"Strong Enough For A Man, Made For An Indra"

"Reza Tested, Mother Approved"

"You Can't Top An Alampeterpan"

go to http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi now to sloganize your name...then please share with me the yields...*lolrotf*

yeah yeah my washing machine is still on strike.

Alarm Bells A-Ringin'

my washing machine broke down iwanttodie.

The Sisterhood Of The Magnetic Chains

mood: feelin' chainy
music: the hardest thing - 98 degrees. ("and you will never know. cause there can be no happy ending")

thank you, my dearest sohabahs. for being there thru the thick and thin. thru the sun and the rain. thru the smiles and the tears. thru the jokes and the fears.

*getting sappy alert!* i'll share this with the rest of you...i'm sure you have come across this before in forwarded emails.

"A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.

"Don't forget your girlfriends," she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass.

"They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you'll have, you are still going to need girlfriends. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them. And remember that girlfriends are not you’re your friends, but your sisters, our daughters, and other relatives too. You'll need other women. Women always do."

'What a funny piece of advice,' the young woman thought. 'Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake, a grown-up, not a young girl who needs girlfriends! Surely my husband and the family we'll start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'

But she listened to her Mother.

She kept contact with her girlfriends and made more each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, girlfriends are the mainstays of her life.

After 50 years of living in this world, here is what she learned:

Times passes. Life happens. Distance separates. Children grow up. Love waxes and wanes. Hearts break. Careers end. Jobs come and go. Parents die. Colleagues forget favors. Men don't call when they say they will.

BUT…girlfriends are there. No matter how much time and how many miles are between you.

A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it for yourself, your girlfriends will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out.

The world wouldn't be the same without them, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called life, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still."

anyway...here are highlights of the The Inagural Meeting Of The Sisterhood Of The Magnetic Chains.


nak posing ker nak main pool?


*burp*


ben & jerry's fossil fuel


chilliz's snipe!


hey...didya know i berak berak that night? *gross!*


chilliz: "ouw...make her stop!"


The Sohabah's Sumpah

for more pics, check out my Multiplying OmniChups link.

and oh yes...chilliz dear, there is a word "snipe" in www.dictionary.com. you get to keep the points. : )

snipe:
a. Any of various lon-billed shore birds of the genus Gallinago or Capella, related to the woodcocks and sandpipers, especially the common widely distributed species G.gallinago or C.gallinago.
b. Any of various similar or related birds.

The Inagural Meeting Of The Sisterhood Of The Magnetic Chains was brought to you by the letter M, the movie The Maid and the word "ouch!"

Can I Hate You

mood: i-hate people mood
music: the one from malcolm in the middle..."YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME NOW!"

help...i'm surrounded by stupid people.

YOU! the one who talks so damn much but nothing gets done. basket...stop talking and work already. you think dreams put food on the table? you think cracking jokes and pulling funny faces will help meet our deadlines? balls to you. either get your act together or shut up.

and YOU! keep complaining about other people's work. oh for fish's sake SHUT UP ALREADY! somebody stole your ideas? somebody took credit for your work? somebody cut you in the line? well...BOO-FREAKING-HOO! wake up...and smell the bullcrap. this is life. face it.

and don't even get me started on YOU! who the hucking fell do you think you are? who died and made you the BLOG POLICE? read my blog if you want to. judge me if you care...but don't you dare come to your own conclusions and assume that they are mine as well.gawd...the nerve of some people.

you are three of the saddest sorriest and stupidest people i've ever met!




there...you've made me cry. happy?

Ungentlewomanly Behaviour

now c'mon admit it...which one of you bozos did this?

"you are slut. foto with arie! you No.1 whore!"

Free To Decide

mood: clarity is my middle name
music: free to decide - the cranberries ("i'm free to decide and i'm not so suicidal after all")

why is it that some people never learn to be themselves? why some people hide behind others?

i met bubbles (pseudonym, people...pseudonym!) recently. was quite suprised with this side of her that i've never seen before...in all this time of knowing her. and it was really really pleasant to see the real her...beneath all the layers of insecurities.

it was really hard for us to be friends for a while...coz her constant references to her best friend was driving me insane. i mean...the woman could not pick out what to eat or what to wear without consulting someone else! yeah lah i used to do that to sister all the time when she was still around but that was just to piss her off....gosh...i could never understand why she felt that she had to have another person's opinion to do something. darling...that grey mass between your ears...it's working, no?

see peeps...the problem with her is that she is always hiding behind the shadow of someone else...most often it's one of her friends, or boyfriend, or colleague...i dun care lah who! point is she never comes up to the top. she remains hidden under everything else. i'd like to see her step out of that more and let people know her as bubbles...and not somebody's friend, somebody's girlfriend or somebody's colleague.
everyone is beautiful, bubbles. everyone is talented, everyone is unique, everyone is special. if you let people see you like that more often you'll find that there's a lot in you for people to love.

He created you in perfection; you are enough as the person you are, dear.

the next time you have a doubt...whether should you trust someone, or is green your colour or should you have that for lunch or does your butt look big ...ask yourself, just before you ask your friend...ask yourself.

Ada Apa Dengan Peterpan?

mood: post gastronomical exercise languidity
music: superman - five for fighting (didn't remember the lyrics then, sure as hell don't remember them now...*lol*)

ok ok...i've been asked this question one too many times. so i guess now it's time i speak up.

there were only so many times that i was this insane about a band or an artiste. it started with luke perry of beverly hills 90210 (remember the hair? *swoon*). then it was take that for the loooo oooooooooooooongest time (mark owen was beyond cute ok!). more recently was singapore's very own abang opik batisah...but that one i was kindda grey for me...my adoration for him was born out of my disgust at having a certain cher yer nun alip win the SI competition.

so why peterpan? why now?

it started with a group of orphans singing "dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi" to some facilitators who were saying a very difficult goodbye. just imagine that? two people from totally different backgrounds thrown together by fate and by fate, they will part. almost as poignant as "i'll see you when you get there...if you ever get there...will you ever get there..." kindda emotion. a rhetorical question that will kill you to answer.

it started with mungkin nanti. then there was mimpi yang sempurna back when my special angle still loved me ("aku dan semua yang terluka kerana kita"). ayah aceh tercinta ("lihatlah hari berganti namun tiada seindah dulu") made me ache to be the person i was when i was there. di atas normal jumped me from behind ("ku mencari hati yang ku benci") when he came into my life, shook me to my very core and threatened to break every single one of my principles. tak bisakah ("hatiku bimbang namun tetap pikirkanmu") made me miss peterpan so much when it signalled the end of their merdaka stadium concert. then...no need to say lah hor...kukatakan dengan indah ("kau buat ku terjatuh dan terjatuh lagi") described the entire alampeterpan experience. being in bandung was all about menunggumu ("bila rindu ini masih milikmu"). and now, even though awak and i are counting down the mere days left, it's still khayalan tingkat tinggi ("yang ku nanti saat memegang tangannya")

it's not like i went looking for the songs to fill the soundtrack of my life. the songs found me.

yang terdalam ("takkan lelah aku menanti takkan hilang cintaku ini") , taman langit ("ini taman langitku. tak perlu kau bayangkan") and tertinggalkan waktu ("kau sadari semua yang berjalan telah tinggalkan mu") were included not for any specific reason other than the fact that it was love at first hearing. the very first time i heard these three songs, i knew i was in love. i didn't care that these tunes were not commercially arranged...i loved them for that. tertinggalkan waktu holds the record for being my all-time favourite peterpan tune.

therefore peeps...it's really very simple. i get peterpan. peterpan gets me. and the ones who ask me, "why peterpan?" don't get it.

lost in translation
"dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi" - "when will we ever meet again"
"aku dan semua yang terluka kerana kita" - "me and all who were hurt by us"
"lihatlah hari berganti namun tiada seindah dulu" - "the days go by but it will never be as beautiful as before"
"hatiku bimbang namun tetap pikirkanmu" - "my heart worries but still i think of you"
"kau buat ku terjatuh dan terjatuh lagi" - "you make me fall and fall all over again"
"bila rindu ini masih milikmu" - "when you are still the one i miss"
"yang ku nanti saat memegang tangannya" - "i wanna hold your hand" (ala the beatles like that)
"takkan lelah aku menanti takkan hilang cintaku ini" - "i won't be weary of waiting. the love that i have won't fade"
"ini taman langitku. tak perlu kau bayangkan" - "this is my sky garden. there's no need for you to imagine"
"kau sadari semua yang berjalan telah tinggalkan mu" - "you realized all that's passed has left you behind"

crap i'm totally butchering peterpan's works....sorry boril! : )

basecamp pics

a lovers' tiff...


...but then we made up...aww~~


chilling to the same groove


chatting and voting at the same time


alampeterpan babes with andika and ariel

Back!

as cliched as it may sound....a picture is truly worth a thousand words...

Away

- in bandung, indonesia from 1st April 2006 - 4th April 2006 -

for wat...you guess lah huh?

*grinz*...see y'all soon! pray for my safe journey...

Temporal Bliss

at last...



*bliss...*

Lies! All LIES!

lies hurt.

Not An Executive, Not Yet A Manager

mood: sad and disappointed.
music: maaf - jikustik ("kau harus tahu dalam hati ku bergetar" / "you must know my heart quivers inside")

so! how does it feel to not fit in?

i've never had a problem with fitting in. in school i was at ease with the geeks club discussing books. i was on food-sharing basis with the jocks in the soccer team. i was also able to sit down and let rip a big one when chilling with the slackers. sitting in a majlis of ilmu learning from teachers at the mosque, no problem.

i was also contented to be by myself. buried in a good book for hours. or doing the chores with the player on top volume in my ear and yoddling along to the songs. or doing the running laps around my neighbourhood. i was ok.

i fit in. either in a group or by myself.

but lately...i think i've lots my place. i don't know where i belong. neither here nor there. not welcomed here. embraced there with conditions.

please...just tell me to leave. ask me to respectfully butt out. i will.

but do not treat me like i am invincible. do not assume i know i'm not wanted. do not share your private jokes in my face and expect me to laugh along. do not tell me a cock-and-bull story and expect me to believe in you.

and therefore....do not expect me to share with you. do not expect me to save your ass when it matters. do not count on me to speak up for you. do not be certain that i will stand up for you. do not bank on me to defend you.

at least my ptf is around. my ptf makes time go by so fast that i forget i'm crying. or i'm upset. my ptf hides things from me coz my ptf would rather we concentrate on me and discuss me. and my ptf will know how to read me. it's amazing how my ptf can do all these things, given that we just solidified our friendship recently...but my ptf can do that.

and for that, i am deeply grateful to my ptf. thank you. so much. for getting me though this tough time. and i'll remember what you said about knowing who your friends are. and how to tell the fair-weathered once from the real gems.

thanks ptf...you're a gem.

Somthing I Stole From Toots's Blog

mood: half-blind
music: jikustic - maaf

i stole this from toots' blog. don't care. : )

what was i doing ten years ago?
this time ten years ago...i had just entered ccks. brand new world, with no cares in life. was still with ah boy...my first relationship with a superdooper cute chinese boy. so blissful...life was so much easier back then.

five song which i know all the lyrics off the top of my head now
mungkin nanti - peterpan
she will be loved - maroon five

five things i would do if i am a millionaire
open a free english school in aceh
start a trust fund for orphans
set up a "get-me-married" cooperative
secure a never-ending supply of farmpride chicken nuggets
buy a black-green mini ("living in a material world...and i am a material girl...")

five bad habits
bite the inside of my lips all the time
sneeze and blow my nose very loudly
talk to fast and loud
drive too fast (fast is subjective though)
never bother to wash my car

five things i like doing
sleep
sing
dream (hey they are the building blocks of success!)
read
drive

five things i will never do again
eat at the bkt gombak shop (food cmi, service cmi)
trust the people who have failed me before
break my spectacles
try to fix my PC
marry (heheheheh)

Time's Up

when was the last time you thought about death?

i'm not ready to die...but i seem to live like i won't.

And Your Time Starts Now...

mood: sleepyyyyyyyy
music: peterpan.....(didn't you see that coming?*lol*)

hi...

yes i know...it's been a while. i just felt that i had nothing to blog about...and i didn't want to subject you to the oh so mundane things that happened in my life.

*sigh*.....so much to do so little time...by now you should know what i'm busy with. things at work are finally falling in place; my programmes should be running smoothly come first week of march. adventure accounts are also due to follow-up...and no thanks to the eunach...i'm proud to say i did it all by meself. *hrrmph*

had a total blast with the gang on movies night...from the getting ready to the being there and the supper after. i love the gang...



Fantastic Six...we are missing one terribly...



from left: bananaz, chups, viva and coffeebean. yeah we took hours to get ready. but we're girls. so shuddup already. : )



from left: shawn, chups, viva and weeping...very nice pic...i dunno why lah? can anyone pin point it?

things on the home front aren't looking so rosy either...yes...mother has finally totally warmed up the the fact that it's happening, with or without her, so either she jumps on the bandwagon or fall off...alamak...i tell you she's jumped on it with full vigor she's driving me absolutely i n s a n e.

i mean...now she's the one rushing. this and that. here and there. and i for one do not like people rushing me...she rush i rush...dammnit...we could have done that ages ago but no...who chose to sulk and mope? and now who...?*sigh*...never mind.

all these pressure and stress...i'm beng stretched very thin. i seriously do not need additional crap from bozos...so i do apologize if i have offended you in anyway...i'm sorry..TRULY! now see you what a horrible person i really am...

but it's ok...i'll behave in the manner that is expected of me and i will hold it together. until that day when it will all fall apart...

insya Allah by then awak will piece me together again...

No!....Really?

mood: stupified
music: jauh mimpiku - peterpan ("ku harus lepaskan mu / i have to let you go")

it feels so good to let go.

sometimes you have to look at your life and really think about that matters to you most. what are the big things? what are the little ones?

for me, since it happened, i started looking at things in a new angle. sure...the insanities are there, the worldly urgency is always pushing me...but now, at the back of my mind i know.

i know that you can treat me however fashion you want. go ahead. just say what you wanna say to me, be it to mock me, ridicule me or even to humour me. treat me as you wish too, pretend i'm important, pretend you really wanna know what i think, pretend my opinion matters.

i've got good news for you. i am not judged by you. there is A HIGHER BEING who Judges All. and i will only answer to Him.

i hope, for your sake, when He Asks, you can answer.

enjoy...stupidest quote of the month:

"we grow older by the year." - e****h

really?...no shit.

more pics of peterpan

i know...i know...i have to stop this insanity soon....

but in the meantime....ENJOY!


loekman - di atas normal


indra - di atas normal


ariel has a white guitar


nope...it's actually black.

look at that smile...who wouldn't melt?


damn his coat looks good.

Fool

mood: that startling clarity and peace that you feel just seconds before you jump off a cliff
music: peterpan's been on my replay mode for the past two weeks...whaddaya expect?

yes...i know. i have been uber lazy in updating this blog. but it's just because i like going to my blog and seeing the boys smile. call me delusion. so what else is new?

anyway....things have pretty much settled from the insane december i had. with the aceh trip, the peterpan concert, the sin ming interviews and all the crazy times with awak settling home issues...i needed some time to recoup and take stock of year 2006.

i wish for time. so true that He said we are all in loss "except such as have Faith and do righteous deeds and (join together) in the mutual Teaching of Truth, and of Patience and Constancy."

i wasted so much time in 2005. hindsight is 20-20 after all. i never noticed the stupidity of my actions until now. so many other things i could have done, would have achieved...all gone down the drain thanks to my own shortcomings.

well...beverly knight sang "shoulda woulda coulda were the last words of a fool"....so this year i plan to not be a fool. this gives you (yes you...the one reading this right now) the permission to call me a fool should you see me doing something err...fool-ish.

dear God, perhaps all this time i have been praying for the wrong things. this time, i won't pray for a lighter load. i pray for a stronger back.

PETERPAN 1 JAN 2006 STADIUM MERDEKA KUALA LUMPUR

mood: surreal
music: my own blend of peterpan

i cannot believe it. i went to KL and was within 5 metres of peterpan!


from left: reza, andika, loekman, uki, ariel, indra

nothing i can say will adequately describe the feeling i brought home with me. my first time in a concert in malaysia...what an experience!

it was worth it. the seven hour train ride. the roundabout route we took to find royale bintang. the waiting in the rain for like 2 hours. the shouting and singing-along. the walk back and who could forget the very eventful morning after.

*blank*.

yes i am actually stupified. speechless. tergamam aku dibuatnya.



before he took off his jacket


after he took off his jacket


still jacket-less


reza (left background), loekman (front) and andika (right background)

andika, why won't you come up front???

i love peterpan. their concert was amazing. they are amazing. the atmosphere was amazing. the crowd was amazing. the weather was not so amazing, but well worth it. they say hujan bawak rahmat, and for that i thank Him for giving me the experience.

*aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
ggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*

ahh~~ now we've gotten that out of the way, i can tell you more about the concert. but the highlight of the concert was not the concert itself. it was more of what happened the morning after.

i can't really put it in writing just suffice to say that if you ever get the opportunity to attend their concert, please do. yeah yeah i know a concert is a concert is a concert, but it's the artist that makes it special for you and for me it was peterpan.

the next morning after subh nyonyah and i went out in the search of shops to get our stuff. in the hopes of at least getting a dry pair of pants for the trip home...yeah right. alas all the shops were closed still, it was after all just past seven.

so we walked and walked a little around petaling street and nyonyah spied "hotel instana" looming in the skyline.

nyonyah: "eh, isn't that where they are staying?"me: "yeah...haha..."

not quite sure whose bright idea it was to ambush peterpan at their concert. i mean, seriously what were we thinking?

so we went to hotel istana. and already spotted the peterpan car and the peterpan van. hoping to meet them when they came down to breakfast, we realized with stupidity that neither one of us has a pen or paper or marker or anything for the boys to sign on! so i made the mad dash to the 7-11 across the street to buy two markers...ya Allah...sanggup seh!

a kind soul noticed us hanging around.

kind soul: "waiting for peterpan?"
me (trying to sound nonchalant): "oh yeah...if we're lucky. but we can't stay long."
kind soul: "why don't you go up to the 14th floor? they're all housed there."

i was like wtf...are you freaking serious? with my heart beating so fast but walking back to where nyonyah was sitting and i told her. we thought we'd just give it a shot to go up to the 14th floor and if we got stopped by their security, oh well what else is new, right?

so we went up. and the floor was deserted. no mean-looking bouncers were lurking in the corridors, wanting to toss me out the building for trespassing onto the 14th floor. so we walked around and were trying to figure out which rooms the boys were in. i mean, all six of them can't be in the same room, right? walked some more and i decided to walk into the storeroom where the housekeeping staff kept their equipment. already so jittery from excitement and anticipation, i was shocked out of my socks when a voice boomed "WHO ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?"

it was one of the chambermaster. sitting on the floor, resting behind his cart. i squatted next to him and asked, "abang, peterpan bilik maner?" (brother, which rooms are peterpan in?)

guess what he did? he pulled out a printout from his pocket. it was the boys' room list!!!!

it's just getting better and better...so armed with the list, we went a-knocking on their doors.

yes...i can HEAR you groaning and cursing me. yes it was terribly rude of me to knock on peterpan's door at 8.30am the night after their concert. and i'm sorry but what would you have done!?

truth be told, i could only tell ariel, andika and loekman apart. i'm not sure who the rest of the boys are, so the first door was open by a rather sleepie eyed head scratching peterpan.

i HAD to ask, "nie bilik peterpan eh?" (is this peterpan's room?) and he grunted in reply.

but he was game and gave us a nice autograph...we thanked him for his willingness and apologized for disturbing his sleep.

as the door closed, i turned to nyonyah and we gave each other a muted scream. you know the one girls give when they're flustered and excited about seeing a famous cute star in his boxers? yeah that one!

i quickly turned around and "eh siapa seh yang tu?" (which one was that one?) yes...we had no idea who that was. can you imagine????

it was uki.

imagine this face sleepie eyed....so cute right?

the next room was andika's. even cuter in real life and i got real close to him coz he was sooooo far away on stage behind the keyboard.

this one is the cute one!

the same routine and i asked him "so kapan kalian ker singapur?" (when are you guys coming to singapore?)

and he said "april, mungkin." (april, maybe).

my darling, that's good enough for me!

so me and nyonyah went round knocking on the others' doors. alas indra and loekman were still sleeping, it was their wives who answered the door. i even got a glimpse of loekman's lil girl! so sweet! we congratulated them on a fantastic concert and left them to their sleep.

we did try ariel's room, but no one answered. and reza...well, bro, sorry to have disturbed you wifey. please say a big sorry to the missus for waking you peeps up.

so nyonyah and i took a slow stroll out of the hotel and so nonchalantly got into a cab at 9.15am (hello are we forgettign that our bus leaves at 9.30 at pudu???) and in the cab gave the most girliest squeal we would ever give and shocked the taxi driver.

a 2 minutes ride back to royale bintang and a mad dash to our rooms to pack our barang barang and in 3 minutes we were back dowstairs in a cab waiting to take us to pudu. 2 minutes later (thank God there wasn't a jam) we were on the eltabina bus en route home.

so that's my peterpan experience. insane? yes. memorable? definitely. out of this world.

i'm still star-strucked. how about you?