avenge of PD

in my old blog, i narrated how some "trusted" friend left me for a "promised" trip to PD. its an old and hateful moment of my life, so i think there's no need to rewind.

anyway, I actually got the chance to do something CRAZY, although it's not with my batch (sorry oracles. but U know you're still in my heart. the question is is I'm in yours?). some of my juniors, which I treat, & feel like my own lil' sisters, haz n puteri, along with my ego-mosphic twin kay, my fav bully material; graphic exco ujang n comm exco yon, naz and anis juz thought of watching some midnight movies. but it turns out that there's no such thing as midnight movie on tuesday's night. so we huddle back, thinking of going to Danga bay. but we end up having our dinner (at 12!) at the dataran, feeding our gluttony with whatever there is; the steamboats, the kueh tiows's, the kerang's etc.

so back at the parking lot, after everyone transforms their belly to be bulging, me & ujang come out with "let's go crazy and enjoy ourselves at Genting!". but there's the dental appointment, the bus ticket, the dramas, so we end up going to Desaru instead.

still, it was short-thought of, unprepared, reckless; yet everyone was excited of it. so there we go, the 4 boys n 4 girls, a kembara and a brand new viva, to desaru.

the trip, a lil bit spooky as there's no street lamps once we were out of JB, where kay relishes the idea of trying to wreck haz's kembara with a mere 100 kmph; we endured foggy road, u can't help to think about "the fog" ( although it's a stupid movie.really), and we got stopped by by a roadblock. and we regret that we didn't have pics with them.

naz's fuel is running out, so luckily there's a petronas some 2/3 of the journey. we take some time to take pics. i'm sure the station manager think that we were some bunch of crazy kids, hopping around trying to make that "jumpy" photos.

we went to desaru, got lost in some turns here and there, and we were so pissed of that the parking fee at 4 a.m in the morning is rm10 per-head. so we turn our cars, and went to tanjung balau instead, some 6 km where we came from.

it was a relieve, a joy, to hear the sound of waves smashing the beaches at last. it's not like we've never been to a beach before, it's just that we've never done this before. so we went out, dilly dally in the dark, our feet scrubbing and stamping the sand. got 2 garbage bags as our mat (courtesy of haz), laying down, watching the stars above, got some zzz,; then we had a race (which eventually i turn out last among the guys), watch a couple making love at a pavilion behind us, n have a chat until subuh prayer. back from subuh prayer, we wait for the sun.

and it was memorable, it's not the sun, it's not the beach, but having been there without much of a thought, preparation, because you know you got your friends with you. indescribable.

we went back, all weary eyes, back to skudai, have to prepare for the buses that were going to take us home. accompany haz for her dental appointment.wash my dirty clothes.then i sleep, or should i say, i accidentally sleep, from the exhaustion, weariness, and yes people, excitement.

without doubt, I relished this one. really. honestly.