Wednesday, 10 June 2009
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Freedom Monday
Samantha invited me for an out-of-the-blue road trip to Genting. I got nothing in my schedule, why not? I was initially pretty doubtful how the trip would be for me since I’m not really part of their close knit groupies. Such petty thinking, I will never learn won’t I? *smacks head* They are one of the most welcoming people I ever met in my entire life. Groupies tend to alienate the newbies and have inside jokes amongst themselves. That didn’t occur in this scenario. That shows how warm they are as people. Thanks peeps for such a nice trip up there.
Sitting right here now with my body in one piece is unbelievable, seen that I have went through painstakingly with Pei Wen and her’s truly, Zhi Ven’s driving. God knows how many times I kissed the wet cold ground of Genting. Kudos to those drivers though, having to withstand the backseat passengers constant chattering and occasional squeal from the ever so whiney Marcus.
Disappointments behold us when we reached our destination. First, it was the powdery fifteen dollars chicken rice, then the ever lasting droplets of rain from the sky above. To Marcus’s happiness dismay, the rain stopped us from indulging in our childish endeavours forthe theme park. I was a little relieved myself that I wouldn’t have to embarrass myself with a bucket of vomitus. But then again, what’s fun without some thrill. So, it’s pretty much a kill joy for me as well.
But then again, it’s the company that counts throughout this trip. I would never expect to laugh so hard accompanied with these people’s antics. Samantha is famous for her blur-ness, she would beg to differ by saying:” I don’t listen to what you’re saying, kay?” Marcus‘s snideness plus whining. Seeki, her high pitched shrilled like voice and a pinch of cheekiness. And last but not least, the slowest of them all, definitely not in terms of his driving, but his brain electrical activity. You would never believe this boy can actually speak without a staccato rhythm in his sentences. A standing ovation to Zhi Ven, who especially dedicated one blog post of retard-ness in me.
Dearest lecturers and future bosses of mine in the medical field, those discriminatory pictures of me were actually… erm, a way of me relieving myself from all the tension at uni. It’s not that I’m not handling tension well; it’s just that I don’t normally… Ah, forget it, scrap what I said. Yes, that’s me, one and only unique Xinny who will excel in the field of medical technology, and conquer the world by the means of my geniuses. Prepare for the overwhelming ingenuity of Xinny’s Era in 10 years time, commoners!
………………*continues with her maniacal laughter
*Cough*
But then again, the whole trip was one of my highlights in life. Hopefully to have more (koff, cheaper) fun like this. To those who are going overseas in the very near future, bon voyage and better gear up before my conquest initiates. Tata!
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