Alien Spaceship and Petronas V Power!

Okay, another weird dream! Is this because Christmas is around the corner or is my brain excited about the soon-to-come April Fool's Day? This is unacceptable! How can you manipulate and toying me around like that huh?

In the Galaxy where aliens from two different clans were in battle. My planet was invaded by the gruesome gooeey alien. I was one of the fire-fighter and managed to put down more than 100 laser beaming spacecraft. But, as high as a bird can fly, it'll have its days when the eagle appear. I was shouting over the mic "Mayday, mayday, read all about it! Lieutenant Fiona is going down down down down" The whole club was lookin at her, she hit the flo! she hit the flo! Fionnie got low low low low, low low low low..and Yes..that was when I started to crash after my wing was hit by the laser beam.

I wanted to press on "EJECT" but..my safety belts were no where to be seen! So, I went to the back seat (huh?there's a back seat??) and look for the "EJECT" button! but too late! Kaaabooooshhhh! I was already in the water. Hmm.luckily this baby is semi-submarine. So, with my brain as sharp as a needle, I finally decided to use the front "EJECT" button to get out from the spacecraft using the back seat (hmmm..using the front seat's EJECT button for the back seat....). I calculate the time as there is no time to lose, gruesome gooeey alien will be looking for me for revenge! In split seconds, I got the back seat ready and press! and press! and press..and press..?? press.. ?? press.. ?? press..?? Arh!! It's not working and the button came off! Sh!t..I can't believe this is happening to me!

Then, I looked around to find ways to escape and I looked at the fuel meter, there was only a lil' fuel left and I moved to the front seat...and...

rolled down the window...said, "Bang, VPower 30 ringgit". Pump attendant,"Okay, VPower 30!"  (-____-)|||

After that, I drove back home...and there's a road block, I was given summons for not using my safety belt...

(+______+)|||

monologku: Happy Holidays everyone! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!

Head to Maui to see Maoris in NZ in The Philippines??

It was a cloudy day. My parents and I were on our way for a vacation outside the country. I remembered my dad was driving, my mom as usual, checking out the list of places we would visit and the list of important things that we should bring, such as our passport and visas. I don't remember if any of my other siblings were joining.
I only remembered, after hours and hours and hours of driving to the immigration checkpoint,

Me :"I think I forgot to bring my passport".
Mom : "What? you forgot your passport? Did you lose it somewhere? Or you've misplaced it somewhere in the luggage?"
Me: " I forgot to bring my passport...I think I left it behind!!"
Mom : " OMG, Fiona!"
Me: " Arrhh! how? how? how? How to go? I didn't bring my passport!"
Mom: "We almost reach the checkpoint! We can't turn back just to get your passport! Where did you put it?"
Dad: "Maybe you can just report it and say you lost it, maybe they'll let you through..heheh!"
Mom: "Are you crazy? How can they let people in like that?"
Me: " Aaaaaaa..how how how..huhuh..I left it the drawer. I left it in the pouch I brought to Indonesia the other day, and I was thinking it could be dangerous to carry it around while I'm still in the country...so I put it in the drawer for safe keeping..huhu..."
Mom: (sigh...)


There was silence...and we could see that the checkpoint is already near. Suddenly, dad drove to the quarters of the immigration officer and we saw a shorter version of a long house and there were people on the verandah.


Me: (thinking) wow...there are 'orang ulu' here...


Suddenly I woke up..yes, It was all a dream...a dream to go on a vacation in Maui to see the Maoris in New Zealand, in The Philippines..but wait! We drove?? (unbelievable) and WAIT! We were on our way to Maui?? In The Philippines?? WHOAA...Maui to see Maoris?? (what the...??)

I remembered asking; "Where are we going?"
Dad replied: "We're going to Mauri to see the Maoris in New Zealand."
Me: "Really? We're driving to New Zealand to see the Maoris in The Philippines. Cool!"

When I woke up, although not fully conscious, I was still thinking about Maui, The Philippines, New Zealand and the Maoris. Then, I : "What kind of fishy-ness my sub-conscious brain was up to? Crazy! Maui to see the Maoris"


As far as I know, Maui is one of the island in Hawaii...apa pulak pasal Maori, and The Philippines. Gila..mimpi bodoh..

Hungry Brain Travels for F&B

Anyways, I'm supposed to post some pictures during my trip to Bandung but there was nothing really interesting because the trip was last minute with no proper planning (itinerary, map etc). So, A-HA! Why don't I buy Batik cloth? It's expensive in Malaysia but cheap in Bandung, Indonesia. Yes, "So, Fiona, you go get the famous batik cloth..grrr.."
The whole experience was wet, cold, damp because it rained every day.

And...those who really know me, I'm not really interested with shopping abroad. I'm not a what-they-called-'fashionista', nor someone who is brand conscious. Yes, I do agree that most ladies love to shop. I love to shop too but my hunger for knowledge overcomes that 'itch' to shop. heeeheee...

Travel, to me, is a chance for me to learn about things that I don't know, knowledge that is not found nor can be experienced in my own country. For example, history and cultures, lores, myths and legends. You see, other than learning about one country's history and cultures from books or websites, I could learn from the locals. Who knows better about its history and cultures other than the locals themselves? That's even better than books because I think most of these books were not written by the locals but foreigners who went, visited or stayed for a short period, which I find too short to really understand one's culture etc. I think most of the content of these books or articles or whatever written texts are mostly based on their perceptions.
As a Malaysian, I don't even know much about my own hometown needless to say the country. (huuuu..)

So, in Bandung...I can remember clearly that I spend a lot of time in the car. Shopping part...errmm..just vividly. So, it was not that pleasant because of the traffic. But, I definitely remember Donatella, (I think that's the name...)because my feet said, the shoes there, are very comfortable....and sexayy..Y(^_^)Y. Please..feet don't lie.

About the accomodation, the hotel's food is alright. Bed's fine, AC is great, channels are funny and entertaining, and so is the heater. There is something about the heater that I want to share...I can't help myself hearing Katy Perry singing in my head when I was taking my bath, "you change your mind like a girl changes clothes..la-la-la- PMS like a bitch, la-la-la you're hot then you're cold la-la-la you don't really want to stay, no, but you don't really wanna go-o.". Yes, the bloody heater was having mood swings! It's hot then it's cold. It's low then it's high. Jeez..man, it was already very cold in the morning, with its mood swings..I was freezing. So, I dreaded going to take my bath the whole time. Imagine the heater, a woman, me, a man.
Fuh! I can imagine how a man feels having a girlfriend or a wife who always has mood swings. Ahh! Terrible!

So, that's about it. Nothing very very very interesting. I hope in the next time I travel, my brain would be full.

monologku: Mengembara bukan sahaja untuk menenangkan hati, membeli-belah, tapi menambahkan ilmu...tapi cuti ni, ilmu yang ditimba adalah Pisang Molen yang enak dan kasut tumit tinggi Donatella di Jalan Dago.

Death

I've been thinking about death recently. Don't get me wrong, I'm not in a suicidal state. I was thinking, there are so many deaths in this world and there's nothing a normal human being could do about it. That is really sad especially when it comes to sudden death. Death that we least expect to happen to people we knew, loved and cared. Death is always waiting for us and we're walking straight at it and each day, we are always a step closer to 'embrace' it. Often, we are always busy earning, making a living to survive, to live that we forget about it (in a state of denial).

The word 'death' itself, depresses me and often I feel sad when I think about it. Not only death that happened to a child, a man, a woman, an elderly but also the death of an ant, a coach roach, a pigeon, a dog, a cat, a rat to a saltwater crocodile too. I know I overreact a little to feel sad over an ant or a rat because these are just pests..I still remembered the incident that happen to Baby R. It is really sad.

 monologku: kematian itu macam satu trend yang takkan lapuk. Tak macam fesyen pakaian, rambut dll...