Weekend trip with the clan.

Went to Cameron Highlands for the weekends. Spent loads of quality time with the family. It isn’t the most interesting place on earth, which isn’t that bad because it forces you to make the best out of the tiniest things. And I mean things like listening to your Mom relate stories that she had repeated for the 1,787,998th time or losing your monthly allowance to your Dad in chortaidee or hearing you brother mumbling about being a virgin or something when he’s drunk. All in all, it was quite a fun trip, in spite of the damp and smelly apartment, horrid steaks and hours long journey to and back.

What else is there in Cameron Highlands besides..

Tea plantation.

Flowers.

Cacti.

The people…

My folks.

Nick 2, Nick 1, me and Nick 1’s favourite girl (besides me and Mom).

Virginal Nick 1, drunk.

Lastly, I thought this is a cool picture…

Celebratory feast.

So we’ve finished everything that has to do with tertiery education (except for the final year project presentation on the 6th next month) and thought we ought to celebrate. Being Malaysians, how else do we do it aside from drinking and eating? Hence that’s exactly what we did.

We drove all the way to Tanjung Harapan for a feast at this restaurant called Port Village. I’ve been there before for Mother’s Day but didn’t leave with a good impression because it was crowded and the food was so-so (thanks to my scrooge of an aunt too stingy to chip in for better seafood so we were ordering lousy food to please her). I really would prefer any restaurant in Teluk Gong over Port Village. Anyway, what the heck, I thought. It was a long journey to be there I might as well enjoy it.

And yeah, you bet I enjoyed it. Every single bite.

First up, vegetable fried with belacan and salt roasted mantis prawns (this is good stuff!).

Spicy clams.

Drunken prawns.

Chilli crabs and spicy dry crabs.

Obligatory fried buns to soak up the chilli gravy. Yum yum yum!

Marmite baby octopuses (addictive stuff).

All of us.

We ordered fried calimari to wrap up the dinner, but I forgot to take picture of it. It was also good! Oh, and I drank without passing out and managed to drive back home in one piece. Hehehe.

I think the gang and I are going to do this more often, we’re thinking about once a month, dedicated just for food. Well, this meal will go down in history as my last indulgence for the year. I’ve vowed to go on a balanced diet with loads of exercise to lose this pesky 5 kilos that I haven’t lost yet. I hope it won’t become another unsuccessful resolution.

I blew Huai Bin’s whistle.

I know the title is a bit……but I couldn’t help it. ROTFLOL.

Look what I’ve got here…

At first, Paul alerted me of this comment made by some anonymous dumbfuck on Huai Bin’s latest post. Click for larger version.

Then the anonymous dumbfuck proceeded to shit at my site.

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The comments have since been deleted.

Needless to mention, I didn’t blow HB’s whistle (sorry, I just have to say it like that again, ehehehe). I may love his site…but not that much! I think his site is more interesting and educational than dajal. And no, I haven’t been influenced to do drugs eventhough I’ve been a loyal reader for more than a year.

I think the media has once again sexed things up and it is without a doubt, another plot to undermine the credibility of blogging. Of course, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s a plot to deviate attention from the current Squatgate. It’s only disheartening to see HB being made a scapegoat and I wish him the best of luck. Hope he would come out of this unscathed.