Food Court Menu

Sometimes I just laughed at how the stall owner in my university pronounce certain words:

Nasi goreng siput (aka seafood)

Thai goreng (aka nasi goreng Thailand)

Kampung goreng (aka nasi goreng kampung)

Hot hot at the range!

I went to archery range at university stadium, it was hot at the time and it was quite far around 1 to 2km, imagine have to cycle on slopes.

Cycle 40 mins to reach there.

No fan.

No roof.

Dry breeze blowing.

~ I chose 30m distance to archery target.

I Wonder How I Wonder Why

This is all about archery.

So hard to understand mechanism of archery.

It looks like weight lifting which gradually increase

the weight or poundage in archery.

Should I increase the poundage?

How much I can bear?

These keep running in my head~

Not the suitable time to add clicker~ hmm~

Otherwise, length of arrow shaft need to be cut.

A broken arrow and a broken heart

How many arrow left after one is broken in archery?

11.

How many heart is left?

no more~

T.T my arrow~

Direction?

Am I older enough to make my own decision?

Please show me the right path…

But I believe and can’t deny that every ‘right path’ that we chosen have twist and turns everywhere..

Branching at several points at the wrong time and wrong place…

And somehow you need to make a swift turn to make things right….

In the Middle of the night…

Driving in a car with 4 passengers,

3 at the back, 1 on my left.

A: Break break….

B: Stoppp…. You’re about to hit the red light…

C: No no… keep moving.. ‘Add oiLLL’

D: Hey.. shut up .. AND DRIVE!!

Too much opinion.. You must be strong on your stand..

SHHHhhhh… Don’t listen to others…

GPS: Turn left, turn right… 500m to the highway…..OPps

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Sometimes even GPS got you the wrong way..

Ohh.. no.. Police stopped my car..

Hey miss you drive in the opposite direction..

***Have to start all over again..

>>>driving in dark without guidance…

Random Thought~

Just finished the first, second, and third paper…..1, 2, 3….. 2 more to go…

Come on…. Don’t be so up set with what already past… The past is the past not worth to think about it…~~~ Unless it was for taking a lesson… Can’t make up your mind? Fling a coin.. let’s see what is the outcome.. head or tail.. follow your instinct.

My daily routine in UPM:

Waking up before sunrise.

Take a bath.. put on the cloths. .. walk down the stairs…

Down even bother to count the number of stair case..

Attend the morning lecture.. .. sticking eyes on the clock..

Almost the time.. Tick, tick, tick, times up.

Yeah! Walk out from the lecture hall…

3 hours break between lectures..

Go back to hostel and take a nap…

Finished class..

Fill up my empty stomach… goreng2…sup2.. rebus2

Ahh satisfied!

.. lie on the bed, rest for awhile..

Get up!

On the facebook…

Ta da!

Lowered my butt on the mattress .. lie down.. close my eyes.... Sleepzzzzz

The Best Ever Childhood Memory

I think my best ever childhood memory is to be able to sleep with my mum on her bed together with all my siblings. In the morning when we wake up we found out ourselves lying on our own bed.. funny? Nope. During the night our dad carry us (those who’re thin), drag us(those who’re heavy) up till our bed. When we grown up only realized how hard ‘HIS’ life was without the ‘private moment’ with my mum.

Now I wanted to say that congrats dad every single effort that you put had ‘PAID OFF’ to enjoy private moment with my mum.

I feel sorry to say this. By the way.. MUM bed is too good to sleep on.

Anyway, you should have bought good and springy mattress for us to prevent this thing to happen in the earlier.