Genting Adventure Part 2 (v2.0)

As the night looms, youngsters like us tend to be er...active. Thus, after the daily activities, its time for what we do best-----partying.

And no. People like us don't just like gather together and play scissors, stone and cloth. As planned, Bani and Kuhan brought the salvation most of us have been waiting like the whole day.





















Introducing JD and er...some liquor lah..
Thomas shows his glum face coz he can't understand why are we still taking the pics while we can open bottle straight away. Bloody hell.

















Without waiting any longer, we have yam seng session on. First and foremost, we have the liquor as the warm-up shot. Then, on we go for the JD. Wee. JD with coke is just awesome.
JD without anything is like damn. As I don't have high-tolerance for alchohol, drinking it straight is kinda too much. As we are enjoying the drinks, Thomas passed me a cup of JD, which I thought is the fruit wine, and I gulped it. Thomas starred at me, and before my brain can register anything, my face was like.....
















Damn it lah, Thomas. You should have label it first.

After a few shots, these are the people with high tolerance for alcohol.
















Puvan, Kuhan and Bani(the not so strong one actually)..they are the ones who gulped JD straight as if they are plain water. Salute these guys.

This are the...err...not-so-strong ones...
















Memang tak boleh la.

Alcohol do turn poeple into cam whores. During their "normal days", they were like giving excuses like: "Don't la. I am not photogenic ler." etc etc. Now, they were like :" Oooo..I want to take pic, take my pic!!" Alcohol do change lives.

This is how we look like before and after:























As the night went by, we were so high that we were making loud noices and talking crap. Some even made their confessions. Hehe. Well, this is the time when you can take the honesty out of a person. Probably the noices were damn freaking loud, that our neighbiurs complained and we get police-clad security guard banging our door and giving us warnings. They are lucky we din't beat them up.

Eventually, the alcohol seem to take its toll on some of us, which just slammed on the bed and snored off. Certain sial people just duno when to stop drinking, and ended up in the toilet. They do become sober after the "ritual" tho.

After the boost party, most of us took a tour around Genting Highlands while the tak-boleh-tahan ones just went to bed.

The 2nd day came, and once again we led our "normal" lives. So, after a bowling game, we were ready to go. And no taxi this time.

Up we went on the Skyway, which gives a very beautiful view of the scenary of the untouched nature part of Genting Highlands.
















And so, here comes the ending chapter of our short yet fun trip.

Maybe they should have some slogan like: What happens in Genting stays in Genting.

Genting Adventure Part One ( v2.0)

Its been a long time coming. Finally manage to update on the Genting trip.

After a year since the first proposal for a genting trip have been planned, we were finally setting off. Weeee. So, off we went.














Just in case. This is Genting, First World Hotel view.

To go up Genting from Setapak is just a piece of cake. Just take the Putra LRT to Terminal Putra and take the Genting bus and the Skyway up, it costs only RM 6.60. Reminder: Don't take the taxi, which some of us did. They makan up ur money by taking you to Genting for RM12.50 per person. Really stupid la. But then probably we are sooooo eager to reach there fast that we are quite easily persuaded by the taxi drivers. Sigh.

So, up we went the long winding road, the taxi style. And we reached First World Hotel,(which in many ways isn't "first world" as the name suggested, will come to that later). Checked in with Puvan's VIP card, which probably gives us the privilage to check in early, instead of waiting till 3pm.


















The entrance from the lobby view.

Up we went to our room. We found our rooms(12 people in 2 rooms) to be very small.














This is our room.....not. Dream on lah.









This our room. Not so bright tho, coz we are having the ones which face other rooms. Budget what.

The toilet was sooooo tiny that you have only one step getting in and thats you are already facing the shower. The same goes for the toilet bowl. "First world" doesn't apply here.

After settling in, we have our butts out of the room ASAP, as we head for the Outdoor Theme Park. The fun begins.
















This is the first ride, which is the.....OMG...i forgot the name. Heh. Anyway, its a warm-up.
We enjoyed ourselves with various rides there, here are some of them.
















Typhoon, claimed to be the first ever roller coaster in Malaysia.
















Corkskrew. Urm, it actually let us down, we are expecting much more fun, but I guess we wasted our adrenaline. Its not as fast and exciting compared to last time. I can even raise my hands up.

The next one is a screamer.
















Yeap. The SoleroShot(not sure whether is spelled like that...)
















Preparing ourselves for the ride. Just observe the hands on the bars, the grip might broke the bars into two. Keke.

This really gives you the creeps. Imagine urself pumped up to the very top and zoomed down with a freaking fast kmph, with your butt not sticking on the seat you are in, for 3 freaking times.

You can actually feel your brain in your stomach. The ultimate fun.

The rain forced us to cut short our adventure and we went for a cut-throat-price lunch at KFC, which charge us 15% more than the usual price down here. Then we have a tour of the Indoor section of Third World...sorry...First World Hotel. They do have shops exactly like the ones you can find in KLCC and Mid-Valley, only that it is located higher above sea level and they charge you the tourist-style price.

As we came with 12 people, its hard to go everywhere with 12 people sticking together every single moment. So some of us went again for the theme park and some of us head for the room for a brief rest.

Thus, the first part of our Genting trip ends here. At night, the party begins.....

Stay tuned.

Note: Please do visit Thom's Bullshit (link on the right) for his version of Genting trip. Recommended.

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Ahhh…the feeling when I touched ground on Sri Nibong Bas Terminal…its like whou. Hometown feeling…you just can’t get over it…this feel…its jz special, esp. you are away for like 8 weeks.*Serene music came to a stop* The feel good moment ends…here and now.

Well, after the usual see-mom-and-dad ritual, things started to get..er…boooring. The usual problem, TAR College holiday schedule which coincidently, I mean very coincidently, clashes with other schedules. C’mon…people having exam…what you are suppose to do? Study with them probably. Yeah. They probably came out with those weird Add-maths and bio and physics stuff that will makes you wonder if they are from Mars. No, ain’t going to work. Going out? Dream on. Probably get sued by their parents for interfering with their precious sons’ and daughters’ studies.

This time around, mom and dad is working, plus my sis is working as nurse..ahem…not yet..it jz some doctor’s assistant or something, which is clooose to a nurse, without the qualification ….yet. Now some simple maths: There are 4 people in a family, dad, mom, son and daughter. Dad’s working. Mom’s working. Daughter’s working. How many people left in the house? One. Good. Now on to psychological question. When you are the only one left in a place, how u feel? Answer: Bored.

Initially, there is practically nothing to do in the house, apart from sleep, eat, shit and playing with my dog, which may be boring when you get to some extent. So, for the past 3 days, the only time I am looking forward to is 6pm, which is the football session. Which, of course, you don’t look forward to it anymore providing it came with a four-to-seven-its-raining-session-and-the-field-looks-like-a-mud-pool package. *shakes head and sighed*

Saturday, May 6th 2006, is the last match day for the English Premier League, which means it is summing up. Ok. That is the most interesting thing I have done since coming home, watching football with my aunts, courtesy to their Astro subscription(told my parents to install one last time, but they insist that I cant resist temptation, which is….kinda true. Anyway….)

Now, mushrooms is going to sprout everywhere on me anytime, if I keep sitting on this chair, blogging and browsing away, with a 56k dialed-up internet connection. And here goes the 4th day of my holiday, which left only like…erm…a thousand hours more to go before the next sem starts.

Entertainment….where have u been?

Alone

Feeling Alone
Is when you feel everybody is gone
You felt bitter
Coz there is no one that makes your life glitter

Feeling Alone
Is like a dog without a bone
Lost in thought
And feeling happy…not

Feeling Alone
Is like you lost your phone
Barred from the world
And being a lost soul

Feeling Alone
Is when you feel you are on your own
In a no-man’s land
Where nobody gives you a hand

Feeling alone
Is when making yourself prone
Prone to negative feelings and thoughts
When you yourself alone walks

Feeling Alone
Is when you desired to let your feelings known
But Alas
All you can do is talk to a glass