The sambal belacan, also known as the shrimp paste, is not really being liked by everyone because of the awful smell as well as the smell of the breath after having it as one of your choice which comes along with the rice or raw vegies. However, it is still popular among the Asian as the sweetness, the saltiness as well as the sourness blends together creating a sensation that really melts in your mouth. It is a very simple delicacy as you will only need two red onions, some anchovies, chillies and a bit of 'belacan' which acts as the secret weapon in making this mouth-watering savoury a finger-licking delicacy. (kalah KFC :))



I love eating sabal belacan. Why yes, I love it very much when it comes to eating 'linut' (a Melanau traditional delicacy...which the Sabahans do call it as 'ambuyat') and raw vegies (I called them 'ulam.:D) I hope I still can make one when I am in UK already. Well, I this is it. Till then, chalo bete!

Everything has it's own bureaucracy. Until sometimes you yourself will get irritated because of the administration system. I was studying in this so-called educational institution for the past two years for my Foundation programme. What I want to highlight here may seem to be a small matter, but how I wish that the administration system of this so-called institution really gets my annoyance to the utmost.

I started my study period in this I-don't-even-want-to-mention-the-name institution as soon as my matrix holidays were over. I went back to pack my things instead of unpack it, like what everyone does after the holidays. The next day, I did not enter my lecture class and even my tutorial class because I need to hand in my resignation letter. Crap. That was one thing I regret at first, because the following week, I received news from my colleagues that I received an amount of money from Yayasan Sarawak. Forget about it. Not long after that, my daddy arrived and we both rushed straightaway to catch a flight from Labuan to Kota Kinabalu. Kota Kinabalu, here I come! (and that was two years ago.)

Well, that was not the focal point I wanted to stress out here, but what I wanted to mention is about my RM300 which includes a college T-shirt with the college sweater and the college track bottoms, matric card and a name tag. Guess what, until today I only received my college sweater, my college track bottoms, and the matric card. The name tag? I won't count because Mr.X (not the real name) has promised to make a new one for me. The college T-shirt? Along with the crap in it. I don't even see any traces of it. Luckily they changed the adminintration system, though only that particular section. I just wanted to pinpoint the section that Mr.X holds before. I think I regret now when my daddy paid the fees straightaway to him. Why don't I think of paying through the bank instead before? It's useless now because the rice had already turned into porridge (Malay proverb)

I think that's another kind of human stupidity I have encountered. I will tell more in time to come. Till then, chalo bete!

There are some, which I believe too stupid to be true, but still I want to highlight here. Let's check this out.

1. That was the day when my sis reported for her Bachelor of Medicine and Surgery course in UM. After sending her to be 'locked up' there (kidding :P), my uncle dropped my dad and I at the YMCA Building. Unfortunately, there was no room for my daddy. Not us. LOL. So we wander everywhere, go 'jalan-jalan cari makan' then took a pleasant rest at the lobby of the Sentral Hotel. After dropping our bags there, we went to Kl Sentral to take the KTM to Midvalley. It happened when suddenly there's a guy who was 'sempurna serba serbi' walking past us as if he was rushing after something. What mad made him looked 'cacat' was when after he walked past us, HE TOOK OUT HIS 'TONGKAT PUTIH' LIKE THE ONE BLIND PEOPLE USED. I guess that he was trying to make people around him feel sympathetic towards him. Fool. What the hell is he thinking?? Really stupid. Moral of the story: have no mercy on other people!

2. 19th of August. I bet Beba still vividly remember this day. I asked her to accompany me to UM to pay a visit to my sis there. Okaylaa, she said. So, we went to one of the main doors to take a cab. The wrong part is, we took the cab from the East Atrium. At first, the taxi driver wanted to charged us RM15. What the heck! "Cekik darah ke ape nih..." I was nearly furious that time. Nasib baik dapat kontrol. Kalo tak hampehlaa taxi driver tuu kene sumpah aku. Biaq padan muke die. LOL. He asked if I wanted less, so I asked for RM10. (Sialan. masih mahal tuu.) The Indian taxi driver still wanted RM15, so we have decided to blah. The Chinese taxi driver accepted our offer. (I think he's desperate to get a customer on his cab. :P) Melayang laa RM10 aku. Sabar jekklaa. Moral of the story: next time won't take any cabs from the East Atrium.

3. We decided to go back to Kajang (uncle's place) at 7. I know it was a wrong time, but let me finish the story first. Eheh. We bought tickets to board the KTM to KTM UKM...the nearest KTM station to Bandar Baru Bangi. With shopping bags full in our hands, of course Beba and I felt totally exhausted. As if we would collapse any time. Hyperbole. What irritates us most was the Malaysian attitude. Pushing people at the door of the train. AS if they don't think that other people also wanted to go back home, have a nice warm dinner, have a proper bath, spend time with families, resting, and the list goes on. I do understand KLites, but do they understand people in their community? Yeah, people nowadays are busy looking for money because yeap, I agree to the extent that MONEY IS ESSENTIAL FOR LIFE but i dislike THE PUSHING-OTHER-PEOPLE-BEHIND-BEFORE-BOARDING-A-TRAIN attitude. Don't they think that besides irritating other people, they are causing a lot of woundings as well? Worse comes to the worst, might be casualties. Tipical Malaysians; when will they change into better persons? No wonder Malaysia tak maju2 (Beba, 2009).

So that's a part of human stupidity I want to share here. If I want to story all of it I bet that you all would feel bored to read it. So I better pen-off here. I will tell more in time to come. Chalo bete!

12.48p.m. Still sitting in the living room at home, watching the Indonesian telenovela 'Demi Cinta'. Just like the Korean drama 'Autumn In My Heart'. Boredom fills the atmosphere. One month left before the departure to Heathrow. The first group will depart to Beijing next week. How time flies.

12.59p.m. Still doing nothing. The Indonesian telenovela also have finished. Still, I don't even have the slightest idea what should I do now. WTH... I sigh. Laying down, watching the ceilings above. Blank. Clueless. I raced up the stairs, reached for my 'New Moon' and started to read from the page where I stopped last night. My next aim: GET THE NEXT SAGA -'ECLIPSE'-!!~~

1.05p.m. It's past lunch time. Not hungry at all because I just had a bowl of Maggi ayam. Still regret that I haven't watch these movies!!~~

i kinda feel that the activities are quite interesting...tho i can easily get bored with some. (chuckle). well,before i go on further, let me express what do i like and what do i kinda not-so-like in the camp keh...

likey2...: food?average...abseiling?great!tho i feel a bit GAYAT...25 metres man!what do u expect??:) hostel?ok laa...at least got a place to sleep ryte??heheh...what else?i'll keep this updated frm time to time k...

not-likey2: hostel condition! yeap...a bit warm and stuffy..sorry..hehe...then line reception! wondering lyk hell around the hostel trying to find d best receptoon...(thank God Celcom can still be reachable anywhere..yeap..:P) kembara?yea..a bit dull...smpat lg tdo by the beach...sorry guys..hihi...what else?i'll try to reminisce frm time to time k...

i learnt a lot of things frm the camp,seriously.before i never think that youths don't contribute that much to the country. but after then,i realise that youths play the major role now in pertaining the country's sovereignity (whatever it is...). a little wrong step taken can lead to chaotic disaster...NOT to the extent that Malaysia will face another tsunami (big NO-NO for that...) but let's ponder back to the incidents of the Bersih demonstration, Hindraf and whatsoever sewaktu dengannya.

i pity laa wif the people yang buat that kinda things. i rili feel that org2 spatutnya yg join this kinda camp are those yang create this kind of chaos. i rili say it out loud from the core of my heart. yeap. i may be d little ones; passive to voice out my opinions, but in the deep silence i may protest out the actions that i feel that is inappropriate. (w0w,slow down baby :)) kesian tau org yang dh byk mperjuangkan kemerdekaan negara kita.xbersyukur ke lagi diorg tuu? i realised how priceless this independence is when i saw Tok Wan (Group 1's fasi) told the story of how his mother sacrificed her bracelets in order nak biaya pbelanjaan pemimpin negara that time g ke LOnd0n untuk menuntut kemerdekaan wif TEARS IN HIS EYES. xkesian ke korang weyh??hurm...

i missed d memories i gained thruout d camp.guys from Group 1,kip in tach owes k.u guys r0ck laa..hihi...tw0 thumbs up buat penghulu...tho die bwat aku bace pantun pelik2 time majlis kawen tuh...ngua3...i'll cherished d moments i gained there.sob..sob...rinduu daa...hehe...time to pen-off...gotta chow first...g0odnite!