The Cube

I subconsciously pushed everything possible to after my JLPT exams. Not that it gained me a lot of time but the fact that I postponed things to post exams conned the stupid brain that in such way, I actually spent more time studying. The theory is like where you would pack your very thick textbooks into your bag, lugged it to Puduraya, walked from the Star LRT through the long walkway to the bus station, bring it home to your hometown and leave your books in the bag, not bringing it out even once nor flipped a single page but it somehow comforts you that at least, you brought it along.

Ok.. that sentence was a little too long, anyways, you get my point. So... here I am blogging after a while cos blogging falls under the category of "things to be done after JLPT". The list goes on ... (not in proper sequence)

1. Look for new accommodation as I foresee my landlord going to raise the rental again after 6 months
2. Buy christmas presents
3. Write christmas cards and post it
4. Look for Japanese class
5. Clean the place up
6. Watch the piling up Naruto and Bleach
7. Reply some emails
8. Contemplates if I should make some handmade cards
9. Downloads pictures from the SD card

Let me know if you've asked me to do something and I replied you "after my exams" and I'll put it to the list :P

Side note: I hate moving...

Have been a slug (again!) on updating... but here's a short one... deleted a couple of the posts. Sis is right, why keep the ones those that bring bad memories. After a while, you'll forget, why leave it and remind yourself? :)


Side note: Time really does heal... and I'm glad it does :)

My first residence in Sydney is at Harbourview Medina situated in King Street Wharf and it has a great "backyard"... which is none other than Darling Harbour.

from outside of the apartment's balcony

Side note: And of course... it's one of the first places I went for a walk... its like a bigger version of Clarke Quay, in a way :P

Ever since I moved to where I've stayed now, that was only the 3rd time I took a local public bus. To be more exact, I have not taken a bus from the nearby bus stop near the apartment I stayed since I moved in about 3 years back. Anyway, after toying with the idea of following Little P back to her hometown for awhile, the "mist" in the brain cleared in a sudden. I gave her a call, telling her I'll take a bus to Ipoh and follow her back on Sunday.

Took a local public bus to Pasar Seni, from there walked to Puduraya and bought the ticket for the next available bus to Ipoh. 3 hours later, I got down at the "new" bus station in Ipoh. Hmm.. but it said Gopeng... shrug.


As Little P got "wahyu" to resume her daily jogging in the park back at hometown, I loitered a bit at the bus station. Taking numerous pictures of the cars, setting sun, taxis, lamp posts... u know the usual non-living things.

I was really in Perak

Then Little P came to pick me with her little aqua colour kancil.

Sunset are beautiful everywhere

And of course Ipoh has good food. I quote from Little P, her favourite phrase, "Ipoh's superior _____." You can fill the blanks with heong peng, dim sum, kuih kapit, yim kuk kai (salted steam chicken)... But I was hungry, besides everybody would have intro about the food in Ipoh. So I shall skip it in this post. :P

The next day, after a late breakfast, Little P brought me to Ipoh's old railway station to take pictures.






Anyways, it's good to have spontaneous trip :)


Side note: Have you heard the story where the little boy tried to curb his anger and spitefulness by hammering a nail to a door? As time passes and his anger is much controlled, he removed the nails one by one. However, the nails will always leave a mark. Just as how when you hurt someone, it will leave a scar...