Buaya.. buaya..

Air tenang jangan sangka tiada buaya..
Buaya tenang jangan sangka tak cari mangsa..
Mangsa hilang belum tentu salahnya buaya..
Buaya hilang mati kerana buatan manusia..

The day I played amongst the clouds, and walked on land above it.. - Part 3

As disembarked, we took some pictures indicating arrival at a foreign airport and proceeded towards the baggage carousel. Yes, first time to Sabah, a little jakun when I had to produce my MyKad for verification. The immigration officer gave me a receipt to be retained and returned upon departure. Collected the bags from the carousel and while waiting we took turns taking photographs with Maya Karin. She's such a sport and didn't mind us. After all bags were claimed, we headed for the exit where the guys who boarded AirAsia were waiting together with the transport that were to take us to Hyatt KK. For some reason, Maya Karin remained at the baggage collection area, as if frozen. Bye Maya.. Hope Celcom treats you well.

The relatively short trip to Hyatt KK wasn't eventful but everyone was excited. Capoi had to repeat a number of reminders including how to pack our back pack and Mantat briefed everyone on the usage of PowerBar 1, 2, 3. We arrived after about 20 minutes of travel, got out of the van and into the lobby of Hyatt. Itik called Izzat/Own to get their room number and up we went to the bachelors' pad..

We stayed there for a bit when a few took turns answering some calls then headed down to the mall next door for last minute purchases. I bought my balaclava and toothbrush-paste set. We departed KK for Rose Cabin at approximately 3pm after having lunch at a shop in the mall. It was a 2 hour drive which felt like much much longer. We took some snaps along the way of the scenery and of course, Kinabalu. Arrived Rose Cabin at 5-ish and registered our names on a piece of paper for certificate preparations. The rooms were triple sharing and the beds sufficient. Snap-snap lagi then after maghrib went down for dinner. The dinner spread was fabulous! Banyak sangat-sangat but somehow I wasn't in the mood of eating so had what's sufficient. The cabins here somehow does not have sufficient sockets so it's either the TV or the phone charger.

Macam biasa, dah lama tak jumpa, malam tu hingaq tak ingat, buat tempat tu macam tempat sendiri. Many of us also decided to pack the bags before going to bed, just in case there wasn't enough time the next day. At about 10, everyone was already quiet. Well, as quiet as it could be, if you don't consider the snores. I have slight difficulty adjusting to the new place and was tossing and turning around for quite a bit.

The next morning was rather quiet. It was a nervous moment, going up a mountain. We could see from Rose Cabin the landmarks on the mountain. Laban Rata seemed WAAAAAAAY up there and the two RTM stations looked so far away.

"Boleh ke ni?"

"Boleh.. kawan-kawan ada, don't worry."

We showered with hot water (a necessity, unless if you're thick skinned and have no problem with VERY cold showers) that was heated by live fire. And I do mean live fire. The device would ignite and flames would heat the cooper pipes which would cause the water to kinda boil and viola! Hot water! Yes, another jakun moment.

Took pictures outside Rose Cabin then set off for Kinabalu Park.

Random Friday

As you can see, I'm not that enthusiastic a blogger as many others are. I've started many writings with intentions of producing second third and fourth series/episodes which die off at just one or two or sometimes couldn't even complete one.

I blame it on timing and surrounding. Yeah, it's easier that way, blaming others instead of myself. There's always comfort knowing that you're not guilty of anything apart from the finger-pointing. Afterall, finger-pointing is an exercise in its own right. Who says that you can lift a finger without moving a muscle? Since it's muscle movement, it is exercise, no?

OK, I digress. Without even telling half the truth, I've been busy or rather keeping myself busy with (sometimes) things that matter and (some other times) things that don't matter at all. It's not easy you know, looking busy. It's an art in its own way and only professionals are able to portray it best whereas amateurs will always seem like they are pretending. Those amateurs really bring shame to the pros and give the art a very very bad name. SHAME on you for being such a poser.

At times when I am being myself, I do things that come naturally to me. And that's to sleep. I sleep like its second nature to me. First nature would be to stay up at night. I'm a nocturnal being. I would've played the part of Batman had I known that they were casting. Or had I been a body builder. Or had my name been Christian Bale. Yeah. But it's not and I was not so now I can't even play the role of Robin and since Joker's dead, there goes my final act.

Thank you all for reading.

Because you made it happen

There's a light, I know
At the end of the tunnel
And far it is not
Just the length of the funnel
Brace yourself
You should be strong
Because if everything else does
YOU should not be go wrong

Gather the pieces
Of what once was whole
Step out of the darkness
Get back to your role
Your life is not done
And it is yet to end
You have much to achieve
And good time to amend

Good things don't always happen
When you most want it to
But when you least expect wonders
It will then come to you
Keep your chin up
You're much better that way
Indulge in good thoughts
And the occasional souffle

Just like a great climb
Up a huge towering mountain
Forward move! FORWARD!
Never shall you turn
Regret you should not
Whether painful or pleasant
Value the experience
Because you made it happen.

A pinch of salt and alotta drama..

I feared I wrote a bit too much
And talked a bit too loud
I feared my speech was out of touch
And words were out of thought

But write I did and so I spoke
I dared the fear I had
Then truth be told my throat it choked
I end forever sad..