Ye ye…Terimas kepada Rangga dan Majang, sebab bagi aku cenderamata dari Singapura. Semalam dorang pi Singapore, jalan-jalan ikut tour guide. Hehehe… Bila aku tengok passport aku, da lama jugak passport ni tak dicop oleh imigresen Singapore. Terasa plak nak pi sana. Maklum la, terlampau busy dengan study sampai takde masa nak pi Singapore. Nak pi sana pun takde orang nak ikut. Sapa nak ikut aku pi Singapore, angkat tangan!! Nanti aku plan bila nak pi. Kita pi shoping complex dan membeli-belah sepuas-puasnya….Yeeeeee haaa…..

Nak tukar angin sikit. Nak tulis dalam BM plak. Selama ni tulis dalam English dengan ayat bunga2 bagai. Haha. Reason: Bosanla speaking mat salleh ni. Nanti kerja pun speaking juga. Last2 nanti lupa plak speaking BM. Macam last year la. Baru jer abis training kat Shell da tak pandai nak speaking BM. Padahal training 3 bulan jer. Masih lagi kat dalam Malaysia. Cuma environment dia macam kat oversea-banyak mat salleh la katakan. 24 hours speaking. Pas tu balik UTM, singgah sekejap kat Popular Tebrau, nampak satu majalah yang cantik sangat. Ingatkan majalah dari oversea la sebab design cover dia cantik. Aku try sebut nama majalah tu – siap dengan slang English tu yang tak tahan. “Ermmm…what’s the title of this mag? Gi….Gi……Gi…gilerrrr……karate..” Dan kawanku pun memberitahu…”Bukan la kenny. Tu majalah Gila Kereta”. Aku dan muka malu ku ini segera beredar dari ruangan majalah. Serius tak tau mana nak letak muka time tu.

Oppps. Terlebih melalut plak. Nak citer pasal kena saman. Tetiba plak cerita pasal kenangan silam. Okla. Semalam, lepas balik dari makan malam dengan member, tak pasal2 aku kena saman sebab tak bawa kad matrik. Adoi, da besar2 dan da ampir nak grad ni pun kena saman? Aku rasa aku macam kat sekolah menengah jer. Tak boleh ini la, tak boleh itu la. Dah tu pulak, kena saman jam 9.13pm kat Pos Pengawal on the way masuk kampus. Sabar je la. Habis duit aku bulan ni.

I love that equation. The Mathematics Department in my university should come out with similar equation too. Or maybe Department of Psychology will claimed it first.

Anyway, I just came back from Melaka recently doing an assignment there with my group mates. We interviewed one of the renounce entrepreneur down there and asked lots of questions (imagine when kindergarten kids asked their teacher which one comes first: egg or chicken - that's us) to him. And surprisingly, he is very patient and kind towards us. With his generosity and warm welcome, all of our fear speaking to a high-post people melt away (mind you he is the founder and also the chairman of this great company established since 1974).

After the interview, it was a time for us to sight-seeing the historic Melaka city. We'd been to A' Famosa, Stadhyus building, St. Paul Church, Laksamana Cheng Ho's gallery, Museum of Stamp, and many more. Unfortunately, I could not post the pictures here. You see, the camera's battery run out just before we supposed to interview the chairman. And the best part is, I don't bring the battery's charger.**sigh**

I found this advertisement while I was surfing the internet. Do you believe that? When I looked at my ring finger, I noticed that it is slightly longer than my index finger. Well, I admit that I have skills in mathematics and mechanics, but music? Come on, I wish I am Mozart the reborn **grin**.

Recently one of my classmate (a.k.a magazine editor) ask us to do some sort of who-am-I-kind-of-story inside our yearbook. I have no idea what I wanted to write. So, I just wrote something like "Oh, I wanna cry after reading this nukilan hati" or maybe not. It's up to you to think about it. Just read my story-of-the-yearbook.

01Wow, I'd been to two daerah in Johore in just a week. First to Batu Pahat visiting Fabian, then recently to Air Papan in Mersing. What is so special about Air Papan?

Well, Air Papan has a beach facing the South China Sea (get your Geography book or Atlas if you forget where is the sea) overlooking Pulau Sibu on the eastern part.

It is so windy that day. Eight of us (my friends and I) hired two cars and have a picnic here. I'll tell the story more details in the photo caption :)

You want to see funny pictures?

And for lunch, CJ and the crew managed to do some Sausage Ala Dente with French Dressing.

For me, I ate little and afterwards, my tongue could not accept the scrumptious little appetite. However, I saw something else that catch me with its tantalizing aroma of juice. It's contracting my saliva gland, stimulating my hipotalamus and without my consciousness, the THING is in my hand.

Oh no, it's time to get back already. The first car (with Arshad as the driver) already left us behind. But, who cares? We need to etch a memoir before getting back to UTM.