One Hand In My Pocket

4 cars and 12 of us. gosh! we really wanna have fun (!!!)

and so we did. our trip to cameron highlands went well after all. i rode with aishah, nana and t.a.t.a. we’ve met a day before, had a little night together at aishah’s place (now i know where aishah lives, i can stalk her after this. jaga-jaga. hahaha), t.a.t.a wasn’t feeling very well. poor her. met the other bunch somewhere around hentian rawang while buzzybug drove alone from penang - she sms all of us around 5.30 am to wake us up to prepare for the journey. huhuhu. (i wanna sleeeepp!! hahaha)

(caution : full of images. you also can view my photoblog for other pics.)

arrived at cameron highlands around noon, met buzzybug at the rose garden and off we go. jom, i’ll show you some of our photos.

muka ngantuk. sebab buzzy kejut bangun awal pagi. huhuhu.

hye. i’m AyUmi. okay, now you know me. thehehehe.. although it was taken at a rose garden, i’m sorry, you can’t find any roses behind me. i hate roses and i love sunflowers *giggle*  and no, that is not sunflowers. daisy kot. errr.. whatever. 

it was cold, and some of us was shivering. but that didn’t stopped them from shopping. buzzybug (girl with red backpack) really love flowers. she bought loads of them. her car was full with roses and some bluey, orange, red, purple and pink coloured flowers (don’t ask me their names, i don’t even know hahaha).

(at strawberry park) yeah, i know. if you count the head, there’re only 9 of us. don’t ask. another 2 is kinda missing. (when you calculate please include the photographer as well)

we went to ‘pasar malam’ later that evening to buy some veggies as we’re having a streamboat party later that night. yummy (!!)

oh yeah, i bought strawberry chocolate at the pasar malam. sorry, dah habis. jangan mintak. thehehehe.

our second day started as early as 6.30 am. we went to ’sungei palas tea garden’ to witness the sunrise. geeee.. it was awesome.

it was frigging cold up there. we waited like 15 minutes for the sunrise to come up. some of us just sitting and err.. layan feeling. hahahaha..

i love the scenery. (gigil. gigil.)

(from left) nini, nana, buzzybug. (at the back) aishah, ida and her sister. don’t be fooled by the ray of light shining upon our faces, it’s actually very cold!

(from left) t.a.t.a, nana, buzzybug, aishah and AyUmi. roha at the back showing horray!

some of us went to pasar tani to buy some veggies before we went home. i just bought myself some strawberries and t-shirts. no flowers, and as i don’t drink tea, so no shopping on the tea as well. hehehe.

i’m still on my leave until friday. so ermm.. korang jangan jeles. hahaha.. love you guys a lot (!!!) hope we can meet up again in future for another trip. and thanks buzzybug for the plan. you’ve really done a lot. and i don’t know why, buzzy seems to know every inches of cameron highlands. i wonder how much time did she mull over the map. it must be very devastating. thehehehe..

p.s : thanks aishah for sending me home yesterday.

p.s.s : thanks nana for cooking us the delicious ‘nasi lemak’ untuk lunch. (actually for breakfast right? semua sibuk nak jalan-jalan sampai lupa nak makan. hehehe.)

p.s.s.s : still, sorethroat and cough. suara serak. penat nak cakap kuat-kuat. huhuhu.

sakit tekak. suara takde. coughing badly. *cough*cough*cough*.

i should learn sign language. i sound weird, and people can’t hardly understand my words. gosh! don’t ask me to speak louder when i can’t. please. *begging*

i rejected some calls cause i don’t think i can answer it too. sorry.

i’m sending my laptop to the IT personnel. it turned nuts the other day. the screen suddenly turned blue and i need to shut it down. i asked the IT personnel to make it well again, anything as long as ‘my baby’ okay. i really hope that my boss gets some knock on his head or something, and be kind all sudden and ask the IT personnel to buy me a new laptop..

ohhh… indahnyeee…

thehehehe..

anyway, will be off for a holiday until sunday with bunch of my good friends. pray for our safety. i’ll tell about the trip later. jangan nakal-nakal.

p.s : nana said that my voice sounded like a ‘bapuk’ when i called her last night. dang! sakit tekak laa.. huhu.

i’ve been blogging for a year, and i just noticed that i have a stalker. thehehehe. anyway, thanks to noktahhitam for including my blog into his ‘10 blogs that i stalk’ list.

“shiny sunrise that gently touches your face” - hey, i love this one. and i don’t blame him for being such a stalker to my blog, cause i am a stalker too. hahaha.. and yeah, most of the listed blogs on his entry is my favourite as well. ohh gosh.. now they know that i’m a stalker to their blogs pulak. huhuhu.

i feel really honoured when people love to read my blog. writing to me is an enigma, a mysterious thing. i express myself better when i write than when i speak. i always believed that the only job that would satisfy me is the jobs that needed me to write and to express myself. if i would get that kind of job, Good Lord i don’t need anything else!

err.. well, i would be happy to be a chocolate taster also, that job sounds great, and taste great too. thehehehe..

one hand in my pocket

i wish i had a better blog. my own domain or something. but, ermm.. on second thought, ‘one hand in my pocket’ looks great having AyUmi as its author. if only my blog is a guy, i really wanna hug you tightly laaa..

p.s : and yes, i’ve met noktahhitam. he’s errmm.. just be careful, he bites. hahaha. (kiddinnng! he’s nice laa)

p.s.s : can’t hardly wait for this friday. i’m on holiday for a week. yeah! A WEEK! bubye frigging cold water early in the morning thehehehe…

i remembered myself to be loud and chirpy yesterday. be in the office, doing my work, went to the gym, bought gyoza on my way home, and all sudden..

i can feel the sneeze coming, my throat getting hoarse each second. i felt cold suddenly. i slept with my sweater and socks on, blanket covering my whole body with a switch off fan.

i’m cold. shivering.

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i went to see my doctor this morning;

on my first visit few months back, doctor chew mistakenly thought that i’m a chinese girl. he reads my name twice and looked at my face like several of times.

” i ingat you chinese “.

i’m getting tanner each day, and doctor chew still thinks i’m a chinese girl. gosh. he’s a good doctor anyway. very friendly, old and bald. i visit him like almost every month. thehehehe..

i slept at 10 a.m, leaving my laptop on with songs playing over and over again. i can hear the song every time i change my sleeping position. it’s hard to sleep well when you had flu. flu sucks.

i wake up around noon, i remembered what doctor chew said to me this morning, “makan ubat after you take your meal okay”.

so, i wake up. sat near the bed for a while. my head kinda bagging like rage against the machine’s drum or something. coughing a little. my throat hurt. i went to the kitchen, i need to eat something.. or maybe to cook something.

i-need-to-eat-my-meds.

the only thing i can find in my kitchen is spaghetti. so i cooked myself a plate of it. luckily, i got some prawns, mushrooms and tomatoes to make it as a perfect dish. well, perfect enough for me.

gosh! my colleagues are all crazy laa.. i think i did informed HR personnel that i’m on medical leave today and yet they are all keeps bothering me with phone calls and sms. same goes to my boss;

bunch of sms. and ym buzz asking me,

“akak demam ke? tak datang office la eh? “geee… i rest my case here. they are all nuts.

p.s : dizzy. i should take some nap. again.

p.s.s : doctor chew is better. eddie said that i looked like a japanese girl. as well as faruq. à sò desu ka?

i hate my brother.

he made me went bankrupt and then kak ngah and kak chik followed suit. i don’t know where he learns to play monopoly like that (!!). and then he would laugh all the way clutching all that money he made and the money he grab from us.

the world should be thankful that my brother is just a practical student in ranhill and not a corporate figure (!!)

i hate my brother. huhuhu.

okay, i’m kidding. i don’t hate him. thehehehe. so i do a revenge. and yeah, he lost. on jenga. yes!

 so, wanna play jenga with me. anyone?

i love to be at home.

i tend to forget everything that bothering me.

my brother always do the stupid things just to make me smile. he loves to make me laugh too. and kick my butt whenever i purposedly sleep on his bed and refuse to wake up. 

i forced him to sleep on the floor with small matress and just a pillow. i can listen to his mumbling. pity him. having a wicked sister like me.

kak chik loves her new vios. i don’t think she will lend it to me sometimes huhuhu. so i ask her, ” what’s next? “..

stupid sister. and brother. pity kak chik. having us as her adik.

and kak ngah.. ermm. i think my kak ngah’s job gets to her at times. i guess, it’s hard being her where you are a high school teacher and furthering your study at the same time. school works, books, exams and all. last night while i was using the net, my brother called and point to kak ngah. she was fast asleep but at the same time her hand shot upward and her finger was pointing as if she was showing something.

” i think she’s dreaming about teaching and showing to the blackboard and explaining about vocabulary or something.. “ 

” a minute ago, she was talking while pointing..”

poor kak ngah. i helped her to mark some books. geee.. i love marking. thehehehe.

my nephews and niece getting bigger and taller everyday. i went to visit them this morning, and nazril showed me the wall where they mark their height level. he’s getting taller and better. he told me that he don’t need any injection like he used to get everyday. maybe just twice a week. or none.

he’ll be okay. his body trying to produce its own insuline, which is good huh..

i forced my brother to make me some tuna sandwishes. and he goes “ hey, why me? you are the one who should do it for me? “

so i told him, ” akak suffered a disease. it’s called ‘heartbroken’. mind and soul trouble, and without a heal from tuna sandwishes it will crushed to pieces and can’t be mend. so, now go to the kitchen and make me some food to eat. i’m hungry “.

and he did. but no tuna sandwishes. a plate of pancakes and honey instead, with a bottle of jam. ohh.. i don’t like jam. strawberry, pineapple, blueberry, traffic, semua laa..

.exaggerating.

p.s : pancakes are yummy ~

p.s.s : i’m serious when i said that i’m heartbroken. (-.-”)

p.s.s.s : oookay.. juuuuust kidding.