Coffee in me.

I took a difficult break from labwork despite having more piling up in weeks to come. Still I was glad to have took it.

My parents and I made a trip to Kuantan town and then all the way up to Kemaman where we drank the more-famous-than-Ipoh-white coffee's Hai Peng's original coffee at its original shop. The only thing about this coffee is that it's not 'white-coffee' like the Ipoh one, however, still creamier and had a better aroma and taste! (Hey, I still love Ipoh Old Kopitiam, ok?!). While 'Oldtown Kopitiam' had too many franchises around KL with Bangladeshies, Vietnamese or Filipino people serving me, the only Kemaman Hai Peng shop I know of is in IOI Mall next to Popular Bookstore. Not promoting here, but I think Hai Peng's coffee is sooo superb and my dad had to say this: I'll go all the way to Kemaman to taste it again! (later I reminded him that IOI had it too) In fact, the Kemaman original shop is very small and had a 'very old-feel' to it (older than the Ipoh original one); you can see his generation still living there and still living their (grand)father's dream of not-over-expanding the business and kept it original by grinding coffee beans right behind their shop. I think it's older than the Ipoh one. It's like since 1920s. I dunno, man...wiki/google it! HERE.

Awana Kijal about 15 min from Kemaman was a thrilling sight. The beach was beautiful but the waves were a huge horror! You could surf in there! I had a great time at their olympic size pool and had steamboat buffet at night. My parents left me alone in the room while I work on my laptop, while they took strolled along the beach. Finished every sachet of the hotel's free supply of Nescafe 3in1 and conciously dreamt of Kemaman's coffee and also ximut tea (from Oldtown Kopitiam) after.

P/S: Ya, gotta thank Leong for the buy one free one Starbucks vouchers. You spoil me. And ultimately killed my NY's resolution. Thanks...

Power Failure? A sign of retaliation?

On Monday 12.30am to 2.00am, my place at Bandar Puchong Jaya faced a power failure! I've stayed in Puchong for 5 years, and this is the FIRST time this has happened! Maybe 2nd time, but rare!

(Previous) government a.k.a. BN retaliating silently? Woooo...I wonder what's next. This is getting exciting and HOT. Didn't get to save the report I was typing halfway before my computer blanks out. SWEAT!

A hero called Mohinder Suresh :P

I was so into our Malaysia GE that I forgot to continue my story. Oh, before I continue, I woke up a happier person today :) There will be changes in my life and my Malaysia.

I would continue my story by replacing 'the girl'/'she' with 'I'/'me' because it's is very obvious the silly girl in my previous post was me.

So, I sat on the stairs about to swear out loud, scolding myself. I knew I will be able to survive the ordeal because my lab is quite self-sufficient by itself. And I have access to many other labs as I bodek almost every lab assistant in my faculty. Suddenly I heard a door knob of some room above me opening and a door squeaking. I leaped and ran up 20 flights of stairs to see who was it. It was this horticulture professor (who looks like Mohinder Suresh from Heroes without the curly hair bit) and his not-so heroic-looking Ph.D. student! I shout out to them "Hey, you guys!! (literrally calling them 'guys') I think we are ALL trap lahhh!!!). They loooked at me and say "What do you mean..?" Heh, they sounded blurrer than me and immediately thought: if I were to stay in the lab, at least I have some cute company.

So, Mr. 'Mohinder Suresh' called all those emergency numbers and couldn't get throughtoo. I suggested (che...it was me who suggested!!) to climb over the faculty's window. And jump. However, peering over the window gave me the chills because it was freaking HIGH. And being vertically challenged, I thought I could never make it because there wasn't any where to support my dangling legs before I jump. First, the graduate student jumped down, and I could see he was quite frightened too and had a hard time feeling the ground. Then it was my turn. The graduate student hold my legs from below, then I realised, hey Mohinder - Do something from above! I was sooo shocked when this Mohinder asked me: "Can I touch you?"

In my mind I was like: WHAT??!!! I'm dying here! Touch me wherever you want of my body!!! OMG, sooo modest.

I finally got to my car and rushed to the ulu swimming area. My Heroes performed below expectations. Anyway, I did felt like Prison Break in a Heroes movie. What an act. I didn't wiki MY mohinder, but found out that he used to be in the reserved army. Whatever it is, if it does happen again...just call the 999 number. Thanks Fipink for this advise :P Hahahahaa.

Trapped!

Once upon a time, this lovely, cute, enthusiastic girl was driving to the Faculty of Agriculture on a fine Saturday evening where the birds where chirping and the rambutan, jambu tree branches were dancing away to the gush of wind. It was 4.55pm (significant information!). She parked her car, careful not to park directly under the rambutan tree as to avoid those chirping bird's sh*#. She entered the main entrance of the faculty, quickly to realised that the faculty was way tooo quiet for her liking, opened the four locks of the lab doors (this takes significant amount of time), trying not to remind herself of creepy lab-ghost stories and then enter quickly. She went on to search for her spectacles, because that was btw the main reason she came all the way here. She soon believes that her "tai-tau-har"-ness is still very prevalent in her life. Well, since she's already there - what the heck - switch on the computer, began to chat and check her mails. Sweet.

Ooooo....5.30pm approaches, she packs up, lock those lab doors, getting ready to drive to another ulu area to do her charity (charity because of low pay) work of teaching kids swimming. She ran quickly down the dark quiet corridor, down stairs, towards the entrance. LOCK. Well, let's try the other 4 entrances door: ALL FOUR ENTRANCES ARE GRILL and PADLOCKED too!! She told herself: you are quickly to panic; calm down for goodness' sake! She phone some in-case-of emergency numbers writen on the notice board. Mr. N is in Rawang! Mr. S was not picking up his phones and Mr. M's phone had this lady nagging "tiada dalam perkhidmatan". Damnit.

Only then did she see the clear notice bluetagged to the door. She slap her forehead hard with her palm and started banging her heads to the wall. PINTU FAKULTI DITUTUP PUKUL 5.00pm. (But why??!!!!) She sat on the stairs with tears feeling up her eyes. Worst case scenario - stay in the lab for the next two days 'til Monday, drink double-distilled (!) water, switch on the computers and chat whole day & night, start breaking into my lab-mates' lockers for junk food. Or just eat the cute little pet-insects away for proteins. Oh... plus having a resident ghost accompanying her for the next 2 days.

To be continue......this is where the fun part starts: a miracle, a hero.