Kelantan Trip

Ok, it's weird for a Kelantanese to write a post entitled "Kelantan trip", but honestly, I don't think I know Kelantan deep enough .And if my friends had not visited me, I wouldn't know there are places that actually we can visit, in contrary to the fact that I always tell my friends when they ask about Kelantan: There is nothing much you can see in Kelantan...

In fact, being a state at the northern border of Malaysia with Sg Golok stretching in between Malaysia and Thailand, our cultures are so enriched and blended in a special way (that not everyone can accept). Moreover, Kelantan dialect is so special, when you speak in Kelantan dialect when non-Kelantaneses are around, they hardly get what you are talking about. But to tell the truth, I am so ashamed that I grade my Kelantan dialect as band 1 or 2 only...not even a pass.haha...

And now, I start to learn about Kelantan. I start to explore it with my friends. I hope it is not too late, by the way.




The Bradley Steps near the Police Station of Kuala Krai, which is used to measure the level of flood, hence warning people about the imminent floods...

After going down from the Bradley Steps, what you can see is the Kelantan River, and the floating houses on Kelantan River. Hm, the water looks like teh tarik right...

The Bradley Steps also serve as a platform/small jetty to connect the UK--Ulu Kelantan to Kuala Krai main town. Passangers are seen moving from the boat to the steps.

Next, we headed to Dabong, which is approximately 80km from Kuala Krai main town.

There, we visited the Gua Ikan Recreational Park. It's a limestone cave with river stream flowing along it. But during April, the weather is so hot, the stream become so small.

There are few more caves like Gua Keris, Gua Pagar where you need to hire tour guide to bring you inside.

4 lassies in front of the cave.


The limestone mount. We didn't go inside the caves, as we don't have a tour guide.



This is the gem of Kelantan...The Air Terjun Jelawang(Jelawang Waterfall), falls from a height of 303m, is said to be the highest waterfall in South-East-Asia. From far, we could see the staggering stream of water gushing down from Stong Mountain. Despite April and May are the hottest months, water is still flowing down. We thought the water will dry up, none of us actually bring clothes for changing, so we missed the chance to bath in the water.



Jelawang Waterfall is not as polluted as Lata Rek Waterfall yet, the water is very clear and cool.

Jelawang Waterfall is located at Mount Stong National Park. Mount Stong stands 1,433m tall. You need to hire tour guide to bring you up to the top. It takes around ~3 hours to get to the top. And you need to spend one night on top of the mountain. The price is RM110 per pax(price includes a tour guide, an overnight stay in a chalet at the top).


The Resort's main office.

A guy doing stunt by jumping into the water from quite a significant height...

Another reminder, they play at their own risk...

A notice saying that so far 9 people were drowned in the waterfall. Horrifying number. The water can be as deep as 5m. Play at your own risk. But the cool water is so so tempting...


Stong Hill Resort, officiated by Duli Yang Maha Mulia Tengku Anis, the Kelantan Queen,1994.



A sample of the resort's chalet.

For further information, you can contact :
Mr Azmi at +609 9199898 .
Resort :+609 9362000
+609 9362002
+609 9360001
Fax :+609 9361201
Email : gsspresort@gmail.com
Facebook :pages/Gunung-Stong-State-Park-Resort.

To be continued...

White ants

Argh....
This is the consequence of deserted my room for a long time...
I use it for few days every 3-4 monthly.
And these inhabitants during my absence, are gaining their powers bigger and bigger,and expanding their territories wider and wider...
They are eating up the back of my book shelf!!
SHOCKED...
As long as they dont eat up my books,
I still can bear it. Or else I will really get mad.
What to do, this house is 23 years old, and upstairs can be their
kingdom, as the floor is made up of PARQUET, their source of
food....

Cheated!

Yesterday was at Watson, searching for a lip balm with SPF to protect my lips when I go Krabi this early May. Normally I don't use lip balm at all, because I moisturize my lip with plenty of water. Many said lips, like our skin, need protection against the sunlight to slow down ageing...But I just don't like to put on oil on my lips.

So I browsed through all the lip balms on the shelf, searching for cheaper one as I dont really care about the quality as long as my lips never get darker after hours of sun exposure...

And I saw this, ZA vitamin lip balm, SPF26, with a label written: discount 50%!



The original price was RM14.90, so after discount, it will be around RM7.50. I think it is reasonable~So I went to pay for it with my mom, and the price turned out to be RM14.90...
I was puzzled, so I went to look at the label at the shelf...
I picked up the label and read: RM14.90, 50% discount, correct.....
But there was a tiny statement that i missed, which was hidden: with purchase of one ZA product...
This time really "ZA" DAO....
I ended up buying the most expensive lip balm on the shelf...@@#$%^&*!&
Anyway it is tasty with tinge of ascorbic acid flavour.Which is pleasant.

A Thin Line

There is only a thin line between love and hatred.
There must be a very strong foundation built up of love, to forgive every mistake one does.
Or else, it will forever falls on the hatred side.
It's hard to find a balancing point.
For every second you want to love, you find reasons to hate it.
For every second you want to forgive, you hold grudges.
Pardon me for not being angelic yet.
For I am human beings.
I am still learning.

Nightmare?

I was just about to fall asleep, did it happen too fast?
It was like seconds after I dozed off, I dreamt that my brother was holding FROGS in his hands, and he threw it to my direction!! I woke up flabbergasted, felt cold in the heart.
I told the story to my brother the next day, and he just smiled.
Maybe I ate too much NAM-NAM, the frog-like fruit.I mentioned it in facebook.
I dont think it's a dream, because it happened too fast...
Can REM phase(the stage when you dream) occurs so fast??normally it takes around 90 minutes to reach that state...

I remember in psychiatry I learned about the term hypnopompic and hynagogic hallucination.
In hypnagogic, eg. one can hear the bell rings or people calling one's name while falling asleep. In fact, it's just a vivid, dreamlike hallucination.
In hypnopompic hallucination, it occurs when one is waking up.
These are quite common.

Suddenly I feel eager to do some "research" on “鬼压身”，which I once experienced it during age of 14-15. At that time, I was awake, but my body just couldn't move. I trully heard noises surrounding me, but I couldnt comprehend it.
So, I googled it.
It is called "sleep paralysis", or 梦魇（眼）in Chinese, or "kena tindih" in Malay.
I was not really that afraid at that time, because I know it can be explained.
被鬼压 does not literally mean being "pressed by a ghost". In fact, it is an inability to perform voluntary movements when falling alseep or upon awakening, because the body is in REM phase, which is a deep sleep stage, whereby you cant move your body at this stage. But, somehow your mind remains aware.Once REM completed, you are fully awake and can move your body.
Of course, I've heard lots of ghost stories regarding this theme.
Like ppl who is having sleep paralysis, waking up to see one big fat guy sitting on his tummy, causing the paralysis...blah blah...eerie yet funny.
Haha.

爸爸的家乡。My Father's Hometown.

看到妹妹写关于童年时爸爸老家的点点滴滴。。。
在我还未开始阅读My Spiritual Journey，Dalai Lama,先把一些记忆写下。
因为一开始阅读就会懒惰上网了。
人们常说这是微博，twitter的时代，部落格将被取代。
我却觉得部落格它给我一个锻炼语言，发表自己的天地。

I should write this in English.So that, one day, who knows, my father and mother want to read my blog.haha. They dont read Chinese. They are bananass, proud to say that, who know a lot, like my encyclopedia, my reference book. I just want them to know how much I treasured and cherish these memories that we cant go back. Will translate when have time...

那是个遥远的记忆。却很深刻。有时我会回想。一直都想把一些记忆纪录下来，却有心无力。
小时逢周末我们常会跟着爸爸，乘车到salor, 他的家乡，探望年迈的婆婆。
印象中爸爸都用泰语跟他的母亲和伯伯姑姑交谈（我们没叔叔，因为爸爸排行最小）。
我从来听不懂他们在说啥。只会kin kao, ap nam,1,2,3,4......Loi loi Krathung....
最近我就问爸，你是不是混血的？他说是咯。。。祖母是泰国人。

要抵达爸爸家，要经过一片小稻田。那时很皮的我常和朋友在稻田里捉蝌蚪、小河流捉鱼。
那是个很小的住宅区。稻田前有一件杂货店，卖着我们喜欢吃的冰条，有紫色、黄色、青色、白色的（太不健康了！）。还有卖新鲜的椰丝、santan呢。喜欢看工人用机器刮椰丝。我中学才知道santan现在原来可以买包装的，但爸爸说煮起来东西不好吃。

一路的道路坑坑洼洼的。骑脚车是必须避开很多坑道。
爸爸的家，就在路的末端转角处，左边。
一半石砖、一半木屋。黄色的。屋后有浓密的树林。这间家，妈妈说是爸爸一家人自己亲手一砖一块建立起来的。家外不远有一口井，家里也有一口井。

自小就觉得井是个神秘的开口。常常探头望着那反映着我稚嫩的脸的井水，想着井到底多深？那些水从哪里来？为什么那么黑？里面有鱼吗？井底之蛙看到的是怎样的天空？掉下去会怎样？？如果对井口喊，好像会有回音。回音。。回音。。。
有一次和哥哥在井边玩耍，突然一只大蜈蚣（之后再也没看过这么大条的）从草堆匍匐前来。
吓得我哇哇大叫。这时，哥哥很镇定很勇敢地拿了把斧头，一刀把蜈蚣给砍下去!bom ! 蜈蚣死了。至今，我还很好奇小时曾被蜈蚣咬过进院和害怕蟑螂的哥哥，那时哪儿来的勇气？

不知道为什么，爸爸的老家和伯伯姑姑们的家，附近都会有一条小河。妈说可能祖先用河流乘船到马来亚，所以都选择在河边附近定居。
小时爸爸带我们经过橡胶园到小河玩水。我觉得我好像小冒险家。有爸爸在天不怕地不怕。
爸爸抱着我们，踩着树根、倒下的树，把我们放到较浅的河流玩耍。我比较记得这一幕，至于在水上玩耍的所有画面却不记得。傍晚大家一把鼻涕回到家里去。途中会捡几颗橡胶子回去玩。

婆婆家里有一个地方是摆放神台的，就在我们房间外面。与其说是神台，不如说是祭拜祖先的地方。不知为何，我很害怕经过那里。每当经过那里，我都会加快脚步。虽说我不信鬼魂，但小时很害怕鬼。

抽烟、吃pinang是婆婆常做的事。小时会偷偷拿大人香烟，学大人抽。香烟不是店里买的dunhill还是什么，而是用一种干叶子，然后把烟丝包起来，是DIY的香烟。

小时的我很皮，曾经和哥哥，还有邻居小孩偷偷跑到小河流玩水。那种偷偷游泳、鬼鬼祟祟、害怕被父母捉到的感觉，夹杂着刺激的快感，我依稀还记得。现在想到会冒一身冷汗，万一被水冲走，我今天不会在这里写这篇“作文”了。人在做，天在看？不知是不是风把消息传给妈妈了，妈妈很紧张很生气地跑来把我们赶上岸，那时很害怕，仿佛作了滔天大罪。结果，当然是回家吃藤鞭咯。。。

我真的很调皮。平常没事做，会跑到外面和邻居朋友玩耍。有时为了捉小鸡或母鸡，我还跑进别人家的院子，结果被投诉，又吃藤鞭或拧耳朵。我还曾不小心把朋友家的小鸡玩死了（别问我如何弄死它，我真的不记得了，我并没有直接把它弄死，好像是把笼子关起时不小心把它挟到或什么的），赶快逃走。。。

捉蜻蜓？我不太记得如何捉了。只知道常幻想把蜻蜓捉了，用绳子把它尾巴绑着，然后像放风筝一样，把它们给飞到天空中，被我操控着。

我记得小时的玩伴，不记得她们的名字了，她们家里很贫苦的，但我却喜欢去她们家玩。记得姐姐脸上有port-wine stain, 不知是不是sturge weber syndrome呢？不知现在的她们过得好不好？

爸爸的家乡，也是我们家一只忠狗Dido 的家乡。至幼小有印象开始，Dido就陪着我们一起长大。看过它咬死无数只蛇（说穿了你会害怕：不是普通的蛇哦，是眼镜蛇！）、猴子、biawak。。。中学时，它因为老了，离开了我们。我很想念它。如果它现在在世，它的命会好很多，因为爸爸会比较有闲情疼爱狗了，看看家里现在poppy就知道。

我不喜欢吃蜜瓜印象中是从爸爸家乡开始。记得那时妈妈给我咬了一口蜜瓜，我闻到那味道，觉得头很不舒服和恶心，所以接下来接近10多年不碰蜜瓜。每当我不吃某些东西，妈妈常说：我年轻时也不吃xx,可是长大了自然而然就会吃了！所以，我在大学某一天，我决定要改变！因为不吃蜜瓜太吃亏了，食堂所供应的水果，50%是蜜瓜。。。所以我拿起蜜瓜吃下去。味道还可以。所以妈是对的。但是至今，我接受不到生吃蒜米、芹菜-我命名它为臭菜、辣椒、一些芒果！还有说不出名字的东西。

爸爸老家住着大伯，堂姐和她女儿与儿子。我很喜欢堂姐泡给我和的牛奶，喜欢和堂姐女儿玩，她就像姐姐一样疼爱我。现在她成家了，希望她幸福。

那一年我7，8岁吧，婆婆健康日夜衰退，一天婆婆肚子不舒服，爸爸给婆婆揉搓肚子时不小心睡着了，躺在婆婆肚子上。醒来时，婆婆走了。再也不会来。爸爸一定很难过。

之后，我们没回去了。 妈说那间家卖了。

大伯在去年过世了。我出席了他的丧礼。见到了多年不见的堂姐，堂姐女儿和她哥哥。
丧礼并没有太多哀伤，因为大伯过了90岁，所以离去是一总自然界的规律，不应该伤心，而是替他感到高兴。我看到爸爸那珍贵的眼泪流下来了。一定很多感触吧。

这是我童年的一部分。我很庆幸自己不需要去补习班，学跳舞或什么的，而是让我接触最原始的自己。
虽然是个野孩子，但是我的童年是快乐的。

回到原点。。。

签下check out的卡后，我望了望陪了我一年的单人房，我留下的一个ribena闹钟在嘀嗒响着。
空荡的房间，就如我刚抵达的那一天。。。
很舍不得这里。这里的一切。。。

我把我很想喝的那瓶红酒，送给了一位好朋友。
感谢他这几年来对我和几位姐妹的关照。
我用我的毅力，来战胜失眠，我不需要那瓶酒了。
红酒，应该是在开心时候饮的，不是吗？
不过如果有一天我想把自己灌醉，我会选择红酒。

我还丢了一架printer。那printer还可以用的。
没办法，我真的带不回了。
我很内疚没把它给捐出去.

一位朋友送我的相框，挂在墙上，我差点忘了。
留下还是带走？
虽然曾经跟她有过争执，曾经一阵子抗拒过她。
行李很重，我还是选择带走。。。
毕业的那一刻，我祝福所有的朋友，包括她。
不选择憎恨。选择宽恕。
朋友与仇人之间的分别是：朋友选择原谅彼此，仇人选择计较。

这一次回家的路途真是多波折呀。。。
朋友原先要送我去LRT站的，可是轮胎竟倒霉的在这时爆胎了。
也许我的行李箱太重了吧。。。所
以自个儿塔车去LRT站。
好不容易赶到KL Central，火车行程delay一小时半！
还遇上土崩，结果火车在Kuala Lipis停了五小时。。。
原本scheduled 8am到kk的，竟拖到下午2.15pm。有史以来最长的火车车程！
十六个小时。
赶时间的各位，下次想坐火车请三思而后行。。。
庆幸的是，80%的时间我是在睡觉。。。哈哈。

那其余20%的时间呢？我在发呆，我在想。。。
回想着五年里的一切（也不是一切，我记性不好~）
好快，我就要踏入社会工作了。

想到朋友告诉我，要怎么计划将来。。。
想到有一门学问，我要怎么开始。
我，学得来吗？我，现在还不想要改变。。。
休息一两个月，再重新开始吧。

想到我是不是曾经错过了什么？为什么这么空虚？
想到妹妹介绍我看的Bangkok Traffic Love Story<下一站，说爱你/轻快恋曲〉里的故事。
故事较后面，女主角美丽傻傻的等着一个不是很肯定会不会回来的爱情。。。
没有承诺，没有联络。
只有痴痴等。甚至改变自己的生活，只为了生活上更贴近男主角。
她相信“兩個人在一起，並不是要隨時黏在一起，而是让自己知道，在这個地球上也有一個人在爱着你。”
两年后偶然又在轻快铁上遇上男主角。其实男主角已经回国多个月，却没有主动联络女主角。
当然故事的最后男主角终于提起勇气，主动邀女生一起度过songkran。（泼水节）

那男主角很没信心啊~~没挽留女主角。不过，至少他不是不负责任的人。。。
给了承诺又做不到，遭过没给承诺却也做不到。
两年的时间能够改变很多，再见面，能够在一起，很难吧？

一切回到原点了吗？
是回到了原来的地方，只是多了回忆。。。多了不舍。
一个月半过后，要重新出发~
不要害怕~

痛

那种锥心之痛，只有经历过的人，才了解。
我不说我懂，因为我没经历过。

YAY!

Yay!i made it!
The end of "Final Hurdle".
Now i can't scold if someone call me Dr...hehe...
What a wonderful graduation night...
The feeling is kinda mix now.The climax came down.
And now,a new journey is awaiting ahead of me...
The journey of a doctor.

less than 24 hrs to go

Flashbacks. Repeating thoughts. Uncertainty. Am suffocating....I should have ran out from this place for the sake of myself. Using LOUD and NOISY music to make myself numb... NUMB.DUMB.FUMBLING. Can I fast forward the time??

It's over

Finally it's over.Hard to describe the feelings...
Lots of worry.
I thought I could sleep like pig after exam, yet I woke up earlier than expected.
How much time do I need to recover from this stupor-like condition....
When can I gain back my appetite and the usual me?

Waiting for judgement day...
Pls...once is enough.

Praying hard.