I Have A Black Nose.

Ah. Macam sudah lama yerr.
But yes, I do have my reasons.
13th Feb
It's been a hectic week for me, starting from Val's day.
Ooooh..sweet sweet rubbishy Valentines Day.
Helped out my neighbour sell roses (pink and red ones) on the eve. The flowers were lovely. And it was the only other day that I was walking around KL and Klang with a bunch of flowers. One was my birthday last year (Yes, I am really awfully disgustingly that nice). It felt good though. Hahaha. Some of my friends were lovely enough to buy it from me. Shermaine, Yean, Irwin, Art, Harpreet, even my hairdresser, Alvin. And I went around BBK walk. It's really so nice to witness and feel the love around. Contented to be the mere bystander and hear people express their love in front of a stranger. Found myself saying 'awww...' over and over again. It's like feeling the love but not being in it.
There was this stranger, a common chinese contracter in his work-clothes having his break in Sri Madhura. You know the chinchai skinny kinda person with ruffled hair and boots. He saw us (me and my sister) and beckoned us to come to him. He asked,"What is the difference between a pink and red rose?"
"Pink's sorta like, puppy love...the start of a relationship kinda love. Red's the true true love wan."
"Oh, then mine is the true love. My wife ah..she's been loving me all this while...she cook and clean for me...always waiting for me when I come home....she never left my side. Give me the red one." He spoke with a sincere demeanour and with such love in his eyes its....swwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeet.
And my sister and I would've just gave him the rose for free if it wasn't for my auntie (neighbour) standing nearby. Sigh. We were oggling at his open-ness to us it's crazy. Lol.
Ah, I had fun. Went mamak with Preet Preet (Harpreet) and San that night.
14th Feb
Spent the day with San just talking and eating and eating and eating in Jusco.
15th, 16th, 17th Feb
Went to KKB (Kuala Kubu Bharu) to work. Gary called the week before and I nearly forgot all bout it. Hehe. It came to be rushing that morning itself to finish my take-home test and setting off to KKB via train. It was a good ride...considering the fact that I slept most of the time. My butt's never been numb for sitting in those kerusi keras for so long.
Handled the GIS (Garden International) students, again. Dang. No wonder I didn't bring my cam. Last I handled them was in Gombak and I swear they were the most annoying, pampered students of all time (and I definitely do not want any memory of those). If it's one thing I can't stand is bratty, unreliable, pampered, city-kids. But they batch that arrived this time were pretty ok. Not that bratty though I did recognise one or two I've worked with earlier.
It was real camping this time, tents and all. The students were involved in this Duke of Edinbourgh International Award thing and they were supposed to..live on their own or something. You know, cook, set up tents, everything away from modernisation. Fair enough. The hard part was the walking. Yes, even for me. Lol. What dyu expect wei, we walked under the heat (me, in a pair of flip flops since I'm used to wearing em in the forest. Silly me though). Walked up this massive mountain on tar road which is horrible. The heat gets in your head. We passed a dam and at starting point it was above us. We came to a point of passing the Asli's kampung and the road ahead was laterite all the way. We walked up..and up and up a huge winding road it felt like walking up Genting or something but it couldn't have been that bad but it sure felt like it, it's so steep; and the next thing you know, were were ABOVE that freaking dam. So you could imagine how high it was. I was still alright, never mind the constant rubbing against the rubber of my slipper. From the ladang kelapa sawit..we passed the Asli's home...and finally ahead nearer to the forest. We couldn't even see the dam anymore, we were waaaay high up.
We reached a stream and oh heavens, I dived into it.
With my phone in the pocket. Its the heat I tell yuh, the heat.
Continued to a gimongous red earth road. Was ok..had a good time, pretty difficult cuz at some parts they were rough and dry and I ended up sliding down even when I was going up. (HAHA)But I did sink thigh deep at one point of a time. You'd never be able to know whether it's sinkable or hard earth. This girl went in first and I crossed over to pull her out but I got in myself instead. HAHA. Loved it. It was hard pulling my leg out but I managed. My slipper disappeared inside but I got my hand stuck inside so I pulled it out. And it broke. Thank God for Noli (one of the asli's I'm working with). He put in back into place.
And he had to put in back in place 3 more times after that. Remind me to get a really good slipper for trekking.
We started at 9 and reached around the corner at 5.30. We haven't even walked back to campsite which was another 3km. Joke was Gary asked me to take my time handling the kids as we had till freaking 5. He just didn't know how far the walk was. More than 15 KM, definitely.

Oh and did I mention that I broke a nail? No, I BROKE a nail. Not the white part. The freaking pink part. My toenail. Sigh. I've never bleeded while trekking, it's embarassing. But funny. I shall never tell you how I got that broken nail. Implicit Content.

Oh alright, I fell on my butt downhill (again) and it bumped into this huge boulder rock. I was limping I tell you, freaking LIMPING.
Gary specifically requested me to rest the next day (bwahahah. I deserved it). Cleaned up the campsite, rolling up tents. Then went trekking in the jungle for awhile alone while he went on ahead looking for the kids. It's one of those clarity moments ya'know *nods head knowingly*
Sempat mandi sungai again for awhile before the last minutes of heading back to Klang.
It's was a goooood camp overall despite the more than average amount of accidents I've received this time. There were more cuts and scratches and on my legs and you would've probably realize by now that I'm not your average 'OH MY GOD I have a scar!' girl cuz my scars are gazzilionfied. You can't be too picky when you're working with leeches and nettles. Participants were quite nice and worked with Raman and Noli (two different asli's from different kampungs) which were hilarious in a merepek kinda way. And who would've thought the quiet, sweet, cheeky-looking Noli eloped with the Headman's daughter to KL a few years ago. LOL. Looks can be deceiving and they never cease to constantly surprise you. He's doing well in his canopy business now; he's the dude that does most of the canopy-work building in M'sia. And Raman's the only dude in the country that plays a nose-flute. *_*


Oh, and I'm not the type of person to be bothered with sunscreen before going out in the sun or anything. It's never been an issue for me to be darker than my usual red-self.





It's just that..............I have a black nose now. And my forehead is peeling. And my skin always been 'marble-caked' everytime I come back from a job but this time its....'gelap/terang' or even 'siang/malam'. That's what Noli said.

Maybe I SHOULD start using sunscreen. HM.

18th,19th Feb
Visited NASOM (National Autistic Society of Malaysia) in T.Pulai. The kids were spectacularly adorable and I love spending every moment with them. Lovable lovable and I couldn't help getting attached to this lil chinese Chibi Maruko-fied girl who sticks to me like super-elephant-glue and this deadly handsome boy of 7 named Haizam. He loves to be cuddled and kissed and I asked his teacher whether he's always like this. 'Not to us'. Ah...lucky me I suppose.....

Anyway that's just it. No flowery stuff, I'm still in the shambookles period of relaxing my pulled-up muscle I can't even go to gym. So I'm succumbing Harry Potter. I think Fred is bizzare; I wanna marry him.