a surprise visit..:')

left to right - Deb, Ema, Kak As, Cyn, Jet, Casey, Jo, Khoo, Wani

let the pictures do the talking..:))

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quick updates

well, its been a while since my latest update. Been super busy with my practical, i'm looking forward for any holidays. Is there any? *Nope.. Okay, so this week we've been visiting wharfs after wharfs.. Actually i really enjoy looking at those big ships at closer look, they reminds me of movie POTC.  I'll let my pictures do the talking..:))

Penang preserve their old buildings well.

virgo cruise. i guess that was my lucky day..:)

inside the cruise. mcm titanic kan?

we have that big old clock in sg petani but i think this one is better looking.

me with my plk mates.

big ship. i dont know what the name is but i was very2 excited to take pictures..:)

well i guess thats all for today. it has been hell of a week but i survived..!

i told you so

Dear Jet,

I told you so, right? I told you not to play with emotions, it will only cause you tears, and those painful memories come rolling back to you again. How does it feel? You recognize this feeling, you've been here before. And it took like forever for you to crawl and stand at your own feet again. This time, I'm not sure when will you put all of these behind you again. But dont you worry, no matter how I bleed, I will always heal but there will be scars. I will heal for you, and we both going to survive from this one again. You just have to endure this for a little while, i'm healing faster than you know. Experience made me stronger. 

Yours trully,

your heart..<3

my precious..

melaka, our very first trip together. do you still remember?

we were showing our bracelet. one is from masol, the other one is from kundasang. became our trademark aite?

christmas celebration at kundasang.. one of the great moment ever.

we love to sing. all of us.:)

pusat kusta, this picture was taken this semester. early jan.

genting highland, pahang. chilling.

batu caves. the most spontaneous trip ever. haha..

stairs of batu caves.

we slept at kl sentral for the whole night. they said it was my fault. nevermind. hahaha..

bukit bintang. 5days 4 night!

penang. the others couldnt make it but its okay, the trip with gaman was a blast..:)

friendship is a kind of mutual compassion & understanding relationship. They dont come with fragile stickers and knives to stab at someone's back. Friendship is tendency to desire what is best for each other, and trust in one another to go for emotional support when you're having a bad day and you feel like crying. Have you found anything like it? Or the moment you thought that this is it, this is the friend that you have been waiting for  but in the end they're just like everybody else who doesnt care about you like you did.

im not talking about myself, nor someone. I thank God for His blessings, He gave me the most precious circle of friends ever. Whenever and wherever i go, i would always find a group of people that i can fit in and i can make myself comfortable with them without even trying. People may laugh at us, people may deceive us but hey? i got you, you got me. thats all the back up we need. ( Casey, 2010 ).

today after 2 years of studies here in kskb, i finally went home with heavy hearts, an unexpected feeling huh? of course i feel happy too, because my studies are finished, the suffering are gone, im going back and meet my families. But, no matter how i try to please myself with those 'happy' reasons, i still cant find a reason to stop crying. I held them in my arms few hours ago, and they saw me crying. there's just too many things to say, too many things i wish i didn't do and i wanted to tell them how sorry i am, but i cant. its like im losing my voice to speak of anything. the only thing that i said over and over again is "you'd be good here." Im sorry, i wish i can hug you longer, but the taxi is leaving. So i went in, buried myself in tears as i watched all of you disappeared. we didn't talk or try to comfort each other in the taxi, all i can hear is just sobbing voices. How sad is that?

When we think back about out great memories together, how can you not to cry? with those happy faces, happy laughter, happy eyes and happy everything. God i'd give anything just to relive those moments. Maybe some of you will think that i am overreacting, silly me. But good friends, especially 'mopongou' friends dont come very often. maybe you will find another one just like me, who laugh just like me and talk just like me. but for sure you will never find another 14 people who talk and laugh just like we did. you can go and search the whole world, mark my words. how can you not to appreciate what we have here?

do you still remember the night in melaka, where this two of our friend told us that they cant go with us, but in the end they actually followed us quietly and really gave us a big surprise? Well for me that was one of the greatest moment in my life, when we opened the door and see the two of you stands there and laughing at us. 3 days of laughs and smiles, how can i ask for more? Thank you God. Dont get me wrong, there's still a lot of memories that i cant forget, but for me the most unforgettable memory is when we celebrate our Christmas together at kundasang. The night where we exchanged gifts, hugged each other and opened our presents. Personally i like it when we sit in a circle, and tuck our foots into the blanket and 'sharing' moments.

my darls.

See how happy we were? would it still be the same after we graduated from college, have our own family and kids? i dare not to think about that. i love you guys, see? i dont ever want us to leave each other, even if we are separated by distance but we will always stay close to each other in heart. It wont be the same anymore after this, but let the happy memories that we had fills your mind everytime we think about each other. Life is not always a bed of roses, our friendship too have its own up and down. But that doesn't mean that we can sacrifice all of the great moments we have, just because someone said something bad, or did something that doesnt go with our flow. take care of each other, will you? watch out for your friend, be loyal, be respectful, but dont spoil them. its very sad, the moment when we hugged and wondering when can we see each other again. but i guess that this is life, a life that must go on. with or without your most beloved friends. love you casey, san, cory (my beautiful sisters), masol, nel, daryl, gaman, wan, gono, gibot, yong, ald, cyril (my charming brothers *sometimes annoying ) hahaha.. JK. mmmuuuahhh, hope to see you guys soon.

i dont wanna miss a thing

Cant believe i finally set my foot in Malacca, after years of wishing and dreaming. And what is the most exciting part? I went there with my beloved 'Mopongou' family. I dont have any relatives here, they are the only family i have, spending my time with them makes me forget about my longing for my hometown even just for a while. This is us. 

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures

Gono took the picture, this is him. ( nti dia mrh klu teda dlm pic..=p) 

The journey from Sungai Buloh to Seremban were filled with laughter and silly jokes, and did I mention its a 2 hour journey? Yeah, we DIDN'T stop laughing at all. I know probably the whole train were annoyed by us, but who cares really? LOL... 

So we arrived Malacca, probably around 8 or 9, I cant really remember. Casey, San, Sis Corry and me checked in, room number 3128, lotus wing 3 and level 12. I can still vividly remember!

from left : Casey, Sis Cory, me and San.

The first night was a BLAST! 

After we checked in, place our bags and stuffs, then we went to a place, called The Jetty. We were so damn hungry so we decided to eat there. But we ended up singing in KTV, and we ordered some side food and a few drinks. Its almost 12am when we decided to go back to the hotel. And something thrilling happened that night. 

FLASHBACK!! 

When we first discussed about this trip, two of our friend decided not to come, by saying that they are busy with their own plans. First one is Nelvin. He said that he cant come, he got another important things to do. Can you believe it? 

The second one is Gaman, he gave us the most silly excuses. he said,"sya maw cabut gigi...." And we were like,"what????" LOL!! can u believe that? he broke his promise to come with us to Melaka, just because of his appointment with the dentist..

We tried everything, just to persuade them to come, saying this and that, filled with emotional words and 'secret messages' among us, discussing just how to make sure that they'll come too. I lost hope when they said 'Enjoy your trip k?', so i said, thats it. If they want to come, then come. If not, there's nothing left to do.

on the way to melaka, i guess..=)

Back to the story!

So the first night went on smoothly. Just when i about to have my bath, the doorbell rings. We were shocked, looking at each other, wondering who might that be? I look at the clock, its almost 1 in the morning. The doorbell keep on ringing, and my legs weaken when they started to knock the door loudly. The guys went to hide in the bedroom, while the girls stayed in the living room. You want to know whats on my head? 

"What if they are burglars? Fully armed with M16 and all that?"

"What if they are some pickers? Holding daggers or knives?"

When Masol tried to open the door, my heart beats faster and faster, and then when we saw the person who behind all these, i almost passed out. Why? Its Nelvin and Gaman!!! They decided to give us a big major surprise, and for sure we had it. That is the most unforgettable moment and surprise that i ever had. We hugged, and laugh, and talk all night. For nelvin and gaman, if you are reading this, i want you two to know, that you cant imagine how happy we are to see you guys. Each of us is irreplaceable, when one of us cant come, the circle is incomplete or imperfect. Love you all. 

The adventures begin on the second day..

We had our lunch in Mahkota Parade..<3

masol is doing his sexy lips again... (*3*)

After some chit chatting in the restaurant, we started our journey. We first visited the most famous landmark of Melaka, that is the A'Famosa fort. Built during the 15th century, what left is only its gate, but still standing and never fails to amuse the crowds and tourists. I touched the walls, stunned with its fine structure and beautiful, beautiful history. If the walls can speak, and the clouds can tell stories, i believe that they have zillions of stories, about the war and human's mistake that leads to war and cause us the lives of thousands. I prayed silently, so that we will never repeat the same mistake again, "God bless Malaysia..." I prayed silently. I went inside the fort, and its like i can see the whole picture again. i can see the Portuguese soldiers, the howling, distant sounds of the battle cry and the war is about to begin... STOP! I distract myself with the beautiful paintings sold inside the fort, and i quickly stepped out from the fort. I dont really like the feelings inside there. So we went up, to the remains of St Paul Church. So many graves along the way makes me feel uncomfortable. 

mopongou family ( cyril, ald and yong blum sampai..=) )

every moments spent with them are irrevocable, and i believe each one of us will treasure the moment, hopefully forever. We laughed, imitating each other, silly responses and tricks, loud voices all through the day, when we started to feel tired, we went back to the hotel, freshen up and wait for our 3 members to come. I mean, this three... 

ald

yong

cyril 

So when they arrived, the family is completed. We went to have our dinner in McDonald, took some pictures and left. As usual, we are the center of attention.. well, what do you expect? There are 14 of us now! 

peace ready2..

It was so tiring after a long day of playing tourist, so we went to the 24 hour shop, bought some foods and drinks, and bring it to the hotel. Im just so tired, i cant barely open my eyelids so i decided to get some sleep. And surprisingly this picture is taken..

panat baaaahhh....

Hahahahahaa.. nevermind!! That night, i slept like a baby. I only remember when Sis Cory covered me with blanket, and the next morning when i woke up, its almost 9. I hate the feeling of going back to hostel. The trip has come to an end. We packed, checked out at 12.30pm and continued our trip to Taming Sari Tower, but because the ticket is too expensive, so we just hang around, took some pictures and left.

Next, we went to a famosa again, this time is for cyril and ald. its a very short trip, because we are heading back to sg buloh at 5pm. We bought some souvenirs, and presents for families in the souvenir shops, there are tons of them in Melaka. Some of us bought t-shirts, bags.. some of us didn't buy anything. That is me. I cant buy anything, because i cant give them to my family. Its a secret trip.. If i told them, for sure i cant even set my foot in Melaka, i want to see the world too. So, i think this can be considered as a 'white lie'.

We had our lunch at the Johnny's, Dataran Pahlawan. Sis and Daryl went to buy a cake for our beloved sister casey. Actually her birthday is on th 18th of november, but nevermind, we can always celebrate in advance right..? The people who dined there watched us, as we sing a Happy Birthday song for Casey. And the food fight begins. No we didn't throw foods, we just feed each other with cakes. That doesn't sound bad doesn't it? haha.. We laughed, laughed, and laughed. Let me tell you one simple fact about us, when we are with each other, we dont care how silly we might look like, or sound like.. because we know the others will be there to back us up, with silly responses as well. So we needn't be afraid of what people may say. Dont you think laughter is the best medicine? We laughed and smiled even for the most tiny reason. I'm comfortable with them. And the most important thing is, I am myself when I'm with them. I can laugh without any valid reason, and i can smile all day even after a long day of work, some people might think that i have something wrong up there, but the mopongouzians dont. They'll laugh with me. I know..=)

happy birthday casey!

After the surprise birthday party, we went to Melaka Sentral, its time to go back now. I slept all the way from Melaka to Seremban. When i woke up, my mp3 is playing the song 'i dont wanna miss a thing'. And the only thing that crosses my mind at the moment is my beloved mopongou circle of friends. Actually this is our last trip together, because Gaman is leaving the college for his one year practical starting next semester. Nelvin, masol, cory, cyril, gibot and wan are graduating next year, while me, san, casey and gono will leave the college for one year practical too in our 5th semester. But whatever happens, happens. I still thank God, for He had given me the most precious circle of friends ever. How could I ask for more? Even if our time together is too short, we'll cherish every seconds of it. So that when each one of us had left the college, the memories will live on. We dont have to find another group of new people and tell them to try and fit into our group. because nobody can be like us, we are too DAMN special.. 

Before i stop here, i would like to dedicate to all of you, this one simple phrase. originally from a song lyric, you guess it yourself. haha

Looks like we've made it, look how far we've come my baby?

We might have took the long way, we knew we'll get there someday

They said, i bet, they'll never make it

but just look at us holding on?

We still together, still going strong.

I love you all, my beloved mopongou family. We'll be seeing each other again next semester, but without Gaman. Nevermind. Gaman, ko praktikal bagus2 k.. love you. Mmmmuuaahhh!!! We'll just have to remember one thing. Side by side or miles apart, friends are forever close to your heart. 

good old streets of Malacca

My best times have gone

From laughter to memories.

My friends have gone

from friends to family..<3

You are just jealous, because we act retarded

and people still loves us. 

And when i grow too old to dream, our love will live in my heart..

i love you, dad.

fact = i dont usually talk to my dad. if i do, then it must be a 'hidup-mati' situation.

daddy? a very foreign word to me. i never had one in my life. i wish i never had. i dont need someone to jerk me off, to yell at me whenever i did wrong. i dont need someone to tell me what to do, just to get yelled at when im not doing it right. i wish he could just dissapear. 'PUFF' just like that and he's gone. away from my life, forever. i dont need a dad, i can do everything on my own.

This is exactly what i have in my mind when im still in my rebellious years. that was like 7 or 6 years ago.

Now im 21, not some 14 years old trying to fit in to some sort of groupies, or what they call as 'a way of life'. If you would ask again now, whats your daddy to you? I would answer,"He's my everything."

I still remember one night, he is drunk and arrived home quite late. He's from KK, that was like 2 hour drive from Ranau. When he opened the door, I glanced at him for about 2 seconds, and continued watching my movie. I didn't know my attitude that night was gonna break his heart. 5 minutes later, i went to the kitchen to get some refreshments form the refrigerator. That is when I heard his little talk with mommy in the kitchen. He asked her, " Whats wrong with Ijet? Or is there something wrong with me? Why cant i get a smile from her face, after a long and tiring day? I dont deserve one? " I didn't feel anything yet. i ignored their conversation, took the drinks from the refrigerator and without even looking at him i walked out from the kitchen.

The most frightening news i received from my family is when my sister called and told me that daddy was in the hospital. "It was a nasty accident, Jet. We dont know whether he'll be alright or what.. " with sobbing voice at the end of the line. I cant feel my legs anymore, i can't even hold my tears from bursting out. At that time, I was in Keningau and I'm in my SPM's year. I sat up the whole night crying, i cried and cried thinking about him.
"What if i'll lose him? What if i'd never get the chance to see him again?"
"Will he be alright? Will my daddy be alright?"
i never prayed so hard, as i prayed for him that night. I prayed that he'll be fine, I prayed that he'll still be smiling there when i'm going back for holidays. I prayed, "Please God, please don't take him away from me." and i repeated that sentence for almost like thousands of time. Praise to God, my daddy made it, he's fully recovered, and as healthy as a horse. Praise to God.

When i first got the offer, to pursue my studies abroad, he didn't show any concern. He keeps quiet, let me do  all the preparations, until the very day, im leaving Sabah, for Selangor. It was 30 June, 2009. He shakes my hand and said, "Sumonong sonong ko hino kio Jit. Barajal no kopio." direct translation "Behave yourself, study hard." that is the only sentence that came out from his mouth. I was quite disappointed at first but nevermind. I was too busy thinking about my new life in a new place. I took a cab to go to the airport, and suddenly my handphone beeps, a new incoming message. I read it and then the next thing I know, I was crying like a baby. My father sent the message. He told me to be brave, face the challenges in life and never backdown. He also told me that this will be the last decision that they took for me. He told me that he is sorry, that i have to go through so much at such a young age and last of all, he told me that he loves me. i burst into tears when i read the last sentence. I replied back, "Thx dad, i love you too."

My mother said, when im away from home, his (daddy) friends would always come over and had a drink with my dad. They would talk about anything, from church activities, to last night soccer game, and finally about me. He told them how proud he is, that i finally found myself a better and promising job in the government. All i needed to hear is that, " I'm proud of my daughter, Ijit. " That was the happiest moment of my life, knowing that somehow, i have made him proud. Thank you dad.

My dad maybe not the soft one, or the joker one. but im very proud to call him as my dad. Sometimes, things just happens, and all i wanted to do is just to put the blame on him, and walk away with clean hands. thats what i would do most of the time. most of the time, we wont even talk to each other, and its awkward for me even to look into his eyes. But what i can tell you, he's my dad and i would do anything to protect him and i'll be there for him when he's old and walks with a cane. I'll always be proud to show him off to my friends and say,"Thats my dad!"

Dad, i love you.