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The dream that is Malaysia 6:40, 24-07 It all started when 4 random Dutchies decided to step on a certain flight to Singapore. That was 3 days ago, and they have been royally given another 28 days. Yes, this is the third day already. My main activity for the last 2 days has actually been the exact opposite of the word activity: sleeping. Right now I feel like I woke up for the first time in 3 days. I've been feeling weak, I'm not quite sure why. Anyway, now that that's over with I can start my undoubtedly futile attempts to describe this place: It's other-worldly. Everything is bigger, warmer and so much more beautiful than what I'm used to. I feel like I've been in a dream these past days, a dream I'm only just starting to wake up from, realising with an actual smile on my face that all this is in fact real. It's pretty much exactly what I imagined it to be, which means a lot considering how wild my imagination has been in this case. I've never seen anything even remotely like this before and secretly I'm quite jealous of the people that live here. Secretly, because I realise they don't enjoy many of the luxuries we do. Also no snow. Still I'm jealous, and anyone who dares to claim differently needs to come here and tell me with a straight face that their claim wasn't a lie. A month here never seemed like too much, and now that I've been here a couple of days I can tell you with certainty that it's going to be too little. Anyway, I realise I haven't been putting in much detail will do so later but our view is pretty damn awesome, so if you'll excuse me. 18:34, 24-07 The shower I just had was arguably the best shower anyone has ever had, although I suppose many of those will follow shortly. Anyway, end of day 2, and what a day it was. We walked through the forest for about an hour, which was great. Then we arrived at a small bay called Monkey bay, which was even more for the following reasons: There were a lot of monkeys obviously, but also there was loads of coral → we saw a nemo-fish and I have a new favourite: apparently it's called foxface. Liked it because it was a pair, looked cute and was larger than the other fish. (just saw a sea turtle in the distance) It's impossible to keep track of the enormous number of fish we all saw. We try to identify them with a book but end up remembering one or two. I recall being in the zoo recently looking at the exact same fish we're seeing now and wishing I could just jump in their aquarium and swim with them. I thought it was a dream that would never come true it all looked too artificial to be true but clearly I was wrong. I like being wrong occasionally. (the sea turtle is a stingray) anyways, the monkeys at monkey bay were cute at first but turned out slightly annoying later, when they were quite aggressively trying to take our stuff. Went snorkeling 3 times there, then started the hike back. There wasn't much water left, everyone was thirsty and Rutger started feeling dizzy. Also I had too much energy and had to get rid of it somehow. So I sprinted ahead, the semi-rough path never really started to get repetitive. Went to get the water, met them about halfway back, then we all continued back here and the showering commenced. Epic. (the stingray turned out to be a rock) 8:59, 25-07 Can't believe my luck. 2 or 3 days before we went here I caught a light cold, nothing much to worry about. Yesterday it was completely gone but somehow, I guess with help from above, it found its way back. I even have a very light headache. If this bullshit ends up jeopardizing our plans to scuba dive, I'm seriously gonna be a violent person. The worst fucking timing, unbelievable. Someone up there must really hate me, or maybe they just felt like a laugh. Really if I can't go scuba diving, die, and find out there is a God, I'm going to hunt him down and torture him for letting this happen. Or I'm just having back luck. It's actually weird, how could I possibly get a cold in a place where you can't get cold even if you wanted to. Maybe it's because I'm not getting a chance to sleep properly. I've woken up for various reasons the last 2 nights, but it was never the choice of my own body. Either I'm getting kicked by a sleeping Rutger, or he wakes up, gets scared and needs to switch places with dad. I found him walking around our room tonight and I don't know what his plan was but if I hadn't woken up he would've been doing that all night. When I stood up and asked him what was wrong, he manned up a little too fast to be true. He answered nothing so very nonchalantly that I just decided to alert my parents and not ask more questions. Anyway, I'm gonna go tell the others about my cold. Seriously God, this is to you personally: I expect this cold to be completely gone tomorrow, or you're not going to believe the amount of trouble you're in, mister! 6:56, 26-07 Well, luckily for God, I feel loads better. It's good to know he's so easily intimidated. It's funny how during day 2 I felt weak and tired and what not, day 3 felt like a rebirth, day 4 I felt terrible, and now day 5 I feel great again. If it continues like this I'll basically be here half a month. I finally slept alone, it's relief because I'm not used to waking up at night. I think that's what fucked me up before, or one of the reasons. IPod's also working again. I didn't act like it was such a big deal that it died (it died) - didn't come here to listen to music anyway - but a month without music would've sucked, Malaysia or not. I'm letting my iPod shuffle through 3600 songs and the first song I get is from the album I've been addicted to for the last month: 'You always say your name Like I wouldn't know it's you At your most beautiful I found a way to make you I found a way A way to make you smile At my most beautiful I count your eyelashes, Secretly.' The album is Up, R.E.M. Smells great here by the way and the temperature is perfect. It's not even that hot and it hardly cools down at night. I haven't been in the sun much though, hardly ever actually, but it still managed to burn my back. Sneaky fuck. Up 'till now we've seen the following: stingrays, small sharks, tons of different coral reef fish, so much coral you would almost consider it normal, large monitor lizards, monkeys, enormous trees, plants we'd never seen before, birds, butterflies, etcetera. And that in a mere 3 days. A bat just flew into my room. Anyway it flew out again I want to go diving. It's been complicated because 1 of my parents needs to stay with Rutger while the other goes diving with me. Suddenly they had decided I should go diving alone but clearly that makes no sense. Now they're speculating about me and my mum going and dad pretty much sacrificing himself. I say we all go but I don't care anymore really as long as I get to go diving. Bat was just almost in my face. 7:00, 28-07 Started dive course. 2 days ago, but I didn't feel like writing anything. We went into the sea yesterday dad and I to a maximum depth of about 8 to 9 meters, say 30ft. We saw a sea turtle of about a meter in length (taken into consideration the fact that everything seems bigger underwater) and we followed it for a couple of minutes. The sight was not great (~5m) but we were swimming right above the coral, fish were everywhere. They didn't come across very scared, indifferent really, their facial expressions didn't change as we approached. They must think we're fools, who needs oxygen tanks?, why would you wear a silly mask? and are they trying to look like frogs or something with those fins? Can't really argue with them for 2 reasons: -They're right -They're fish. Mum quit the course for now to stay with Rutger, who had to well, didn't have to watch us all day yesterday. He could've gone swimming but the sea was kind of rough yesterday and must've looked a little frightening to him. That's also why mum stopped when we went in the sea it was uncomfortable in the waves with an already protesting back and why we couldn't see that well underwater. Other than the extra trouble it took to get on my fins in waist-deep water (why the hell do we have to put our fins on in waist-deep water??), I had no problems with the waves. They have always fascinated me and they just make it that much more exciting. Plus it actually feels like you're diving in the ocean, not some lake. Today we'll do another we did 2 yesterday practice session in the pool and then go in the sea again. We'll probably go deeper this time. So yeah that's pretty much all that happened today. Foxface is still my favourite fish, mainly because I'm still the only one of the family who has seen it. It's rare here apparently. I've also come up with a reason why I felt weak the first and third day. It's because my day/night rhythm got totally mixed up. Not just because of jet lag, mainly because before we went here, I used to go to bed an hour before sunrise and get up when it's almost setting already. Now I get up when it gets light and go to bed when it gets dark. Took me a couple of days to get used to that. Now it's time for another day of scuba diving. See you when I see you. 11:55, 29-07 Which is now. A day and a couple of hours later. The first time in Malaysia when I'm bored enough to write in the middle of the day A week has passed on this blessed island and honestly it feels like 3 days. Our usual waiter named zjeh, we call him Jack knows by now that I like my noodle soup spicy and was genuinely surprised when I didn't order mango juice. No mango?, I'm quite sure he'd already written it on his slate. Honestly mango juice is the best thing ever. Now, everything that happened on the diving course: On day 1 we started with 5 people, my parents and 2 Norwegians being the other 4. The same day, mum hurt her back and quit, hopefully continuing later this week. On day 2, when we went into the sea a second time, dad got cold and came home with a fever, so he quit as well. That was yesterday, and now I'm left with the 2 Norwegians, who are cool enough for me to not feel alone and still look forward to today's dive, on which the 3 of us plus instructor would go on a boat for the first time and go dive somewhere deeper (max. 18m). You may have guessed it already if you've seen the time I'm writing this but yeah, we aren't diving today. Apparently someone took our bags which contained our diving gear, and we didn't have time to get new gear before the boat left. Oh well, now we'll go tomorrow and at least I have time to write. We did all the paperwork and exams this morning, the exam took me about 10 minutes, the Norwegians weren't even halfway yet, the girl was still struggling with the language. I hope they don't fail though, because then I'll be all alone with the instructor (who is O.K. I guess) tomorrow. I'm not really that worried though because he'll almost definitely help them out during the exam. I got 90%, less than 76% would mean fail. That's all I have to write really, but I don't feel like the clichι sunbathing → swimming → sunbathing → swimming. We're in Malaysia now, that shit is behind us. Guess I'll go do some Tap Tap which, clearly, I am awesome at. In other words: it's frustrating that I'm still this bad at it. 13.41, 29-07 I'm a little bored of my book, Tap Tap merely frustrated me yet is still quite addicting, played it until batteries died and I don't feel like snorkeling enough to give up this view and walk all the way down. The only thing I really want to do now is scuba dive. We asked the instructor if he could maybe just take us into the water now but he said he only does courses, not fundives, and beside that we'd have to pay him anyway. So I meh'd it, finished paperwork and went back here. Now all I have to do is kill time. I started to count the waves, then remembered I'm not in school anymore so I don't have to be able to count. So I forgot how to count. Because I can. Now before I realise I no longer have to able to write, I will for the sake of being random fly up into the sky and go to open sea to spot some whales. Yeaaah. Or I could write a poem about Malaysia. Before I realise I don't have to be able to rhyme, that is. Or I could turn on music and let it flow through my watery ears until it reaches my brain and I'll be hypnotized until the end of all things. Music, which has always been a comfort in every situation imaginable. Music, which has always been there, never breaks never fails, never fails to make me smile. Then, on a cursed day, my iPod's mindless shuffling will get me a song that is utter shit but still somehow found its way on there which will hit me like solid rock, like an ice cold plash of water waking me up from an inexplicably comfortable hypnosis and making me feel badly hung over as if I'd fallen asleep after consuming an unnatural amount of alcohol. Reality will sting like a nasty bug which, if you attempt to get rid of it, will merely return twice the size it was before and sting twice as hard, not sparing a single inch of your body until you give in, give into the terrible fact that every good dream has an end. Currently I find myself enjoying a beautiful view of a sunny Malaysian beach, the tropical forest rising up high above it, seemingly threatening the endless blue ocean. The ocean and the forest are 2 of the most beautiful things I'll ever see. I feel lucky, blessed to the point where I don't deserve it but I feel great. Nothing but a bad song or certain batteries dying can spoil this moment. Life's good. 22:10, 29-07 I still have water in my ear. Dive instructor said it would clear automatically when we descend tomorrow, I certain hope so because if not, no dive. And then there's the extreme discomfort of only hearing properly with one ear, until the godforsaken water feels like it's annoyed me enough and decides to come out. Anyway, my Tap Tap addiction may have paid off after all. I finally got a million points, quite worrying though how close Rutger came a couple of times in vs. mode. Differences as small as 3000 on some songs. Time to sleep. It's early, very early for me but I turned in into a time within reasonable limits by using New Zealand's time, making it 4 or 5 hours later. Perfect. Busy day tomorrow anyway. 11:00, 31-07 Yesterday during the last dive of my course, I found out that the real beauty of this world is below the ocean's surface, and anyone who hasn't scuba dived needs to make sure it doesn't stay that way. As we went down to 9,10,11,12 meters the rock formations on the bottom slowly but surely became visible. Coral all over them and fish all over the coral. The slight darkness of it made it all the more exciting, because it makes you realise you're swimming 16 meters deep, a place where 99.999% of people have never been. It's a whole new world, something you honestly can not miss. As you look up you see blue, and nothing but blue. As you look down you see the most extraordinary plants and animals (saw another pair of foxfaces), but the most beautiful of it is the rocks. You find yourself swimming in places where there's a huge rock on both sides of you, and the coral on them is so normal already you don't even notice it anymore. Only when the instructor points at a sea turtle or the stingray Rutger kept talking about, you look up semi-interested but soon enough you return to simply looking around, like you would look around while standing on top of a mountain for the first time: with a smile on your face, your brain not entirely grasping what it's seeing. Then an enormous rock rises up right before your eyes. You almost bump it but just in time you breathe in deeply and swim up. As you swim over the rock looking at the plants on it, you decide to look up and in front of you is a small valley, beautiful and still, full of things you've never seen before, inviting you to swim down and explore it. You check your depth gauge and it says 10 meters; you look at your instructor and he understands: he swims straight down and you follow him, not believing how lucky you are and half believing this is all just a dream, fearfully awaiting the end of it, secretly hoping you will never wake up. Today the plan was to go on a snorkeling trip to coral island. I'm too tired so I decided not to go. Because of this but mainly because we missed our boat which was already late too, the rest of the family decided not to go either. Now we're going tomorrow. It can't be much compared to yesterday but I'm still glad I'm not missing anything. Besides, not going would make me feel so spoiled it would make me sick. What's with the noodle soup here by the way? In ABCD the restaurant we usually go to there's 2 flavours. Two. And yesterday we went to some new place where there's only 1 noodle soup. One. I ordered it and got a vegetable soup that hardly had any noodles in it. I mean, what the fuck? We're in Asia, aren't we? Even in Holland they have more flavours. However, the curry noodle soup in ABCD restaurant is quite delicious I must say. Anyway, today I will be relaxing all day, probably not going into the water to give my ears a rest. Now I'm gonna finish my book, then sleep. Sleeeep. 18:10, 1-08 August. That means 20 days left. To be honest, I don't see even a slight chance of me actually wanting to go home. I'm fine here, I don't need that which awaits me back home. It's worrying how much I would give not to have to go back to school, but I do see the necessity of it, and realise there's an even greater amount of money I would and will give just to go to university. I could start about how my lack of ambition sometimes worries me (basically my only ambitions are to see the world and learn to surf) but for everyone's sake I will not. Instead, there will be a description of today, and the desert will be ice cream with a nice layer of uninteresting bullshit. So today we went on that snorkel trip. Coral island 1 → coral island 2 → lunch → monkey bay 2. What can I say? It was okay, I guess. Mentioned should be that if it had been the first day of this holiday I would've been completely flabbergasted. It's funny but also saddening how quickly you get used to all this, and how you can be merely semi-interested many people would curse me for it in the objectively beautiful things we saw today. I feel spoiled. Don't get me wrong though, it was quite a nice sight and surely it was an excellent way to spend our day. We fed the fish bread straight from our hands and felt them sort of peck on our fingers. Dunno how else I'd go about describing that, it was nice either way. Had to pause for a bit and reschedule my uninteresting bullshit due to a nice bit of rain. We were watching Rutger's rather hardcore football-playing in the middle of the rain while safely like pussies standing on our balcony. The rain smelled great. It was the smell of rain after a long period of drought. I guess it always smells like that here. More jealousy. Anyway, when I planned to write uninteresting bullshit, I apparently had something on my mind. I forgot what that was, so never mind. As mentioned, it was uninteresting anyway. I want another beer. 20:00, 1-08 I find myself staring into the darkness. The soft darkness of the early evening, bringing about the inexplicable peacefulness of everything that surrounds it. Or rather everything that's surrounded by it. I find myself walking over a wooden bridge, hearing my music but also, silently yet loudly, the small river below. I find myself in my favourite of all places: my hammock. I find myself far away from home, in Asia. Malaysia. I find myself truly alive. A day ends, and with it one of the very best weeks of my life. Tomorrow, the journey must continue. Sadly, it must. 16:08, 3-08 2 days and 3 playlists later, I'm here sitting in a yellow chair in front of a nice wooden house, my ears enjoying the sounds of the waves and where eagles have been (wolfmother). We're on one side of a bay, the 20 meters of sand in front of me being the beach of Juara. On the other side of this bay there are gaps in the woods. As if there's been a fire, but really? A fire? Here? I don't buy it which, for me, makes these gaps impossible to understand. It would be a very, very illogical place to chop down trees. But this is all beside that which has relevance. There are a couple of things that may enjoy the title 'relevant'. They are as follows: First things first. Yesterday, we left the place where we'd stayed the first week. A shame really, I liked the restaurant where we ate at least twice a day. I liked our easy-going, forgetful waiter, he just had this way about him. But there are a lot of things here to replace that. So we left. By boat and then car we went to the other side of the island, Juara, where we could only hope to find a good place to stay. We or rather the elderly among us succeeded in this. Passed. Within 30 minutes even, they had found undoubtedly one of the best places to stay within a 10 miles diameter. Basically they got a place to stay while putting the least possible amount of time into it. Must be a family thing. Tons of restaurants here. A poule table (!!!) which don't even have to pay for. Kayaks which you have to pay for only once and you can use them all you want: with these, we went over the river for a bit. You know, the river, the one that's in your face as you walk through our back door onto the balcony, the one that goes straight into the forest, the one with the just married couple and their photographer against all odds I found myself slightly jealous (really? Really.). I guess it's similar to desiring something just so you know what it's like. Like bungee jumping. Getting married is like bungee jumping, how did I not see that before? Well anyway, that was the river we were kayaking on. After that, with our kayaks, we being me and Rutger went into the sea, positioned ourselves just behind where the waves top over, waited for the big ones and let ourselves be dragged by them right up to the beach (or until the boat topped over). Clearly this was my idea, I'll simulate surfing at the slightest opportunity. I really want to go surfing on Hawaii. Hawaiiii. But not now. Oh no, not now. Now I am in Malaysia. Better placer to be are non-existent, or at the very least way too scarce to be wishing myself elsewhere. Sometimes especially with the right songs playing in my ears I still cannot help but smile when I think about where I am, and where I will remain for another 16 days. If you're still not jealous (what kind of a person are you) I'll throw in the fridge with the unlimited amount of beers. Now if you're still not jealous, it's just because you're not concentrating on what I'm writing. 10:47, 4-08 Decided to play all songs on my iPod, without shuffle on alphabetical order. Why, you ask? Because it gives me a certain sense of purpose. 1/3572. About a girl Nirvana. And because I like guessing the artist of each song I don't really know. 13:37, 4-08 34/3572. All I want R.E.M. And because it gives each individual song more relevance, for the simple reason that I won't be playing it for say 2 weeks. Even though it's quite an unrealistic goal, I intend to go through all of them before the end of this holiday. In other news, I've been staring at the waves for 2 hours now. Any normal person would do this out of boredom, but I'm not bored nor would I ever stare at the waves out of boredom. I could stare at them for hours, somehow it doesn't get old. It's sad really, I'm looking at the last seconds of their lives and enjoying it, does that make me sadistic? You realise the power of the waves when your kayak tops over and you get thrown out, only to find your boat getting thrown up in the air forcing it to stand vertically, all at the hands of a or so you considered it laughable wave maybe 70cm high. Makes you wonder what a tsunami would do to your little boat. Well it doesn't make you wonder really, more like it makes you realise your boat will break the speed of sound as it gets thrown up in the air, and that your supersonic kayak will be the last thing you see. It had such a nice colour. 58. Amsterdam Coldplay 18:23, 4-08 73. Another brick in the wall Pink Floyd So yesterday around this time, dad saw ~4 sharks and ~4 strangely-headed fish, all of about a meter in length, maybe 1.5. This time, I wasn't just semi-interested so today the 3 of us went to the same spot again. Something tells me you can already guess what we saw: Nothing. A lone squid, which I had already seen a whole bunch of during the scuba dive. We'll try again tomorrow at the same time, but there's not much hope if you ask me. Dad just got lucky. Lucky bastard. What? I'm jealous? Of course not, why would you say that? I'm never jealous, jealousy is for weaklings. Still though, what a lucky fuck. If I don't get to see big sharks too, I'm going to be a very dangerous person, especially to my dad. I know what you're thinking, but I'm not. I'm not jealous. Yeah, well, who wouldn't be? Let's put it this way: my dad served me a cold dish. It wasn't revenge, it was jealousy. What can I say? I was hungry... Oh well, who needs sharks anyway? Not me, I have a hammock, waves, and good music. I laugh at sharks. 77. Another man's woman Supertramp 8:23, 5-08 147. Back to school Deftones I just calculated (with my iPod's calculator of course, I forgot how to count after all) I have to do about 210 songs every day. Calls for some hardcore music listening on my part, which I'm quite looking forward to. 148. Backstage queen Scorpions 15:00, 5-08 224. Black magic woman Carlos Santana Just came back from a hike to a bunch of 'waterfalls' I'm just calling them waterfalls because I don't know another word for them, but they were too small to be waterfalls if you ask me though clearly it wasn't the waterfalls but rather the walk to them that mattered. There wasn't much difference from last time except this time I was forced to listen to music the whole way (walked for about 2.5 hours), but I found can't say I was surprised that the music made it all the more fun. No, not fun, fun is the wrong word to use here. It was satisfying rather than fun. More so than lying in the hammock (which you can also not describe as 'fun'), somehow. Maybe because you have a clear goal. Lying in the hammock, that's what I'll be doing for the rest of the day. 229. ACDC Blackbetty 22:58, 5-08 317. Camera R.E.M. A random thing that sucks is when you drink half a bottle of white wine, want more, go to a Chinese restaurant, and find out they don't have wine. Damn the Chinese. Food was excellent, but no wine. To be fair though, serving alcohol isn't that normal in an islamic country like this. Then again they do serve beer. Honestly if you ask me, it can't be one or the other. Also, today I found out that red wine is for old people, which means I'm not old. Always nice to know. 321. Can't stop Red Hot Chili Peppers 9:40, 6-08 364. Child in time Deep Purple This song I haven't heard in a while. Sweet child in time You'll see the line The line that's drawn between Good and bad. Oh, I thought of something I can write: We walked past this sea turtle hatchery project yesterday and it was funny how it said 'Please don't touch' but the guy there said scratching her shield would make her happy (which by itself is funny). So we scratched the turtle's shield. As we did so, it started moving up towards us and making funny, sort of spastic movements to all directions as if it was trying to place your hand elsewhere. I guess it's like when someone is scratching your back but not exactly on the right place. Well anyway that was cool, don't know why I forgot to write it yesterday. 366. Childhood's end Pink Floyd 12:42, 6-08 381. Close to me The Cure In hammock. Music, obviously. Playing go. The comp resigned after 120 moves as it was behind 80 points. Comps clearly suck at this game luckily my mum plays it considering how hard it beats me in chess which I'm better at than go and how hard it gets beat in go. Anyway, today I'm being the lazy fuck I so much love being. No swimming no kayaking no poule, nothing. Family must think I'm tired or something, or maybe they've learned their lesson last year. Thing is I'm not tired, I just like doing nothing, even here. Usually the sentence I don't feel like anything means the user is tired, unhappy or something is wrong, and even though this is a pretty well known unwritten rule, I am an exception to it. When I say I don't feel like anything, you can assume I'm not even close to unhappy, not even close to tired, and nothing is even close to wrong. The contrary in most cases. Think I'm weird all you want, I don't give a fuck/shit/damn, whatever floats your boat. Me no care. 382. Close to the edge Yes A 15 minute song by a somewhat strangely named band. 22:35, 6-08 490. Disappear R.E.M. Malibu. The drink that has a cool logo, a very cool name, tastes much too sweet, but when mixed with fresh coconut juice (which by itself I don't like that much either) is not so bad, 'not so bad' being an understatement worthy of the guinness book of records. Just a revelation I had just now. The bar we were just at was the coolest bar I've ever been. Chains of those things you open canned drinks with hanging from the ceiling, stairs so cool you can't possibly walk them without a flashlight, everything made up unpainted wood, and from a distance it looks like it could collapse any second. For the record, I'm not being sarcastic. It fits the environment perfectly and just creates a really nice place to sit, drink, and remember you're on a holiday pretty damn far from home. That was the last evening here and I'll soon be wasting the last night, sleeping. Rutger is sick, same thing dad had a week ago can't help but think it's gonna be my turn sooner or later but as it turns out he doesn't have a fever so I'm confident he'll be fine tomorrow, allowing us to continue to the next and most expensive place of this holiday: Bagus. Bogus. Beegees. 15 days I've been away from home and I still don't feel the slightest desire to go home. And we're just about to start the second part of it, going away from the ocean and into the forest (that's after Bagus). Really, my parents did an awesome job on this. Cheers. Spare me, mosquitoes. Or else. 496. Dive Nirvana 9:15, 7-08 548. Dream on Aerosmith Rutger's completely fine now. Called it. 14:48, 7-08 613. Everybody's changing Keane Wow. This place. Just. Wow. No idea how to describe it. Let's just put it like this: if it was the first thing we did on this island, the rest would've been a total joke, a joke so funny you would die of laughter, literally, only to find out heaven is a joke as well. Because of the general assumption that heaven is better than any place on earth, my expectations of heaven have changed drastically today. It all has one bad side. One so overwhelmingly negative side that it's depressing. A negative side you wouldn't wish upon your worst enemy: 3 days. 3 lousy days will we be here. I was almost hoping the place would suck, so that I could start looking forward to the rest of the holiday. This only makes me feel bad about the fact that we'll leave in 3 days, never to return. Although my parents were already insinuating I should do my honeymoon here, to which I asked them when they were planning to get married. Apparently they pretend it's their honeymoon every year. Not a bad idea really, a honeymoon without the whole marriage bogus. Honestly I'll marry anyone if they agree to go here for honeymoon. Then trade the bride for a hammock. It's one or the other (I don't share hammocks) and the choice is easy. I don't think I've even written one word to describe how this place actually looks, and I'm not planning to. Describing it in words would be an insult. Of course I'm exaggerating. But yes, this place is quite beautiful. And luxurious. 621. Eye of the tiger Survivor Wish I'll get to see one of those. . You know I actually do wish we'd run into a tiger (even though there aren't any here): does that make me crazy? It's worrying, what if I turn into some dude who wants to make a documentary about tigers and goes into the forest looking for them, only to get eaten by one? It sounds cool, except the getting eaten part. Excellent, I've found another ambition in me. I do have ambitions after all. I can see myself doing that. I'll just make sure I'll bring a Chinese guy with a samurai sword. Not to kill the tiger, but to ease my suffering chop my head off when it attacks me. There are enough people, tigers are endangered, the choice is easy. Besides, it was me who was being the badly mannered asshole. I stepped into its territory without ringing a bell although I must say the tiger could have been a little more clear on where his goddamn bell was and I never bothered asking him if he would maybe mind me taking a couple of pictures of him and his family. If someone would walk into my house and try to take pictures without asking, I would definitely eat them, too. 635. Faithfully Journey |
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22:56, 7-08 736. Funky new year Eagles Funny how I always go to bed at the same time without planning to. The main character of the book I'm reading is an overly ambitious, selfish woman. And a plastic surgeon. I can't stand her, she's the exact stereotype of the person I can't stand. I almost don't want to read the end because I'm not stupid, I can see the happy end coming from a mile distance, or maybe she'll die to save her husband and son in a glorious act of self-redemption. Blegh, she doesn't deserve the honour of such an end. The fact that in the book she speaks of botoxing her own forehead weekly and fixing the area between mouth and nose every month and whatever the fuck else she does, and speaks of it as if it's the most normal thing in the world, makes me sick. Not the book itself (doesn't enjoy enough quality to piss me off), but the point is that it makes me realise it is actually becoming normal, and that there are so many, so many people just like her. Just for kicks I should read Eat, pray, love. Mum (who doesn't like it so far) brought it. 740. The game of life Scorpions 9:52, 8-08 778. The Golden floor Snow Patrol So I decided to sleep in. because I feel like it, a man has to sleep in once a week, goddamnit. Then something happened happens to me every fucking holiday: I get woken up by the cleaning lady, who was walking the stairs a little too loudly. Seriously, every time that happens. In Spain I finally had myself a sleeping-in buddy (6 PM once) and our room got busted into by cleaning ladies every single day. They'd say sorry a couple hundred times sometimes even waking us up with that instead of by opening the door and when they left we'd curse at them a bit and sleep on, later deciding unanimously that cleaning ladies are the worst thing that ever happened to this world. A nightmare to everyone that likes to sleep in. There's only one thing that never fails to piss me off like nothing else could, and that's getting woken up. Doesn't matter by whom, or in which situation. Whenever, whoever, I hate it. I hate it I hate it. 781. Gone Hollywood Supertramp This music thing was a really good idea. I'm actually on schedule now and I can never get bored this way. 12:11, 8-08 824. Half a world away R.E.M. One of my favourites, this time it is a coincidence. Just finished my book. Happy end. Honestly though, at the very end I found myself sympathizing with her after all, which shows you it's a good book because it takes a lot for me to sympathize with people like that. Funny how it was the other way around with Harry Potter, I liked him the first 5 books (maybe because we were the same age) but in the last 2 he starts to get so brave and selfless it's unnatural slash annoying. In the end I liked Hermione better. 829. Hang on to your life The Doors 8:55, 9-08 998. I want you Kings of Leon Going on another hike, typing this on iPod as we walk. Rutger's had enough of all these walks, but not me. Oh, The 2 honeymooners are joining us. The girl reminds me of someone, and damn it I will find out who if it's the last thing I do. -1 hour later- 1010. If there's a rocket tie me to it Snow Patrol Smells like Chloride here, somehow. (saw a flying lizard) We're on our way to a waterfall, probably halfway by now. Fun walk, although again pretty much the same as the first 2. 1013. Ignoreland R.E.M. . Need to catch up. 14:02, 9-08 1062. It's a hard world Supertramp So, now that I finally have time to write: Yesterday we had dinner on the beach. Barbecue plus mee hoon (mee hoon is quite good). There was a big fire which was lit by the honeymooners and which, if her dress would be flammable, would've burned the bride pretty damn badly. Apparently the fire spread out a little too much and as she was walking backwards she stepped right through it. I know who she looks like by the way: Natalie Portman. For the people who don't know their actresses: Star wars. Not leia, the other princess. Amidala I think. No wait, senator. For the people who don't know Star wars: what the fuck? Go watch star wars. Meanwhile I'll try to think of another movie with Natalie Portman in it. That sucks, first you're stuck on who it is she reminds you of, then when you finally get it you're stuck on which movies she's in. -30 minutes (of playing go) later- Well anyway, that firelight dinner on the beach was quite nice. A lot of alcohol was consumed, they saved my wine bottle which I had drank 1 glass from in the afternoon, and it was empty after dinner. I'll be addicted to wine before the end of this holiday. Oh and then there was the pina collada. The waterfall was okay, more okay than the last one but then the walk was more fun last time. Oh well. I'm done with snorkeling now. We went yesterday and it was hardly interesting. The sharks we only saw from shore and they were small anyway. I wanted to see a big one, like dad has. Don't see it happening anymore though so I'm done. In 2 days we'll be going to the mainland anyway. Perfect timing if you ask me. 1081. Jaqueline Franz Ferdinand Wow, a cat with bright yellow eyes. Oh great. Damnit cat, there's a bathroom 10 meters from here you lazy fuck. Kurt Cobain just assured me he's gonna screw this next song up. No idea how he plans to do that though considering it's by Jimi Hendrix. I half expect Kurt to storm onto the stage and destroy Hendrix's guitar with a sledgehammer. Go Kurt, I'm with you man! 1084. All along the watchtower Jimi Hendrix 18:14, 9-08 1129. Knights of Cydonia Muse The milk here sucks by the way. Makes sense too, they don't have cows here so how can they have fresh milk? I miss milk. Back home I used to drink over a litre every day, I was wondering whether I'd come to miss it while here. Apparently so. At breakfast today they had milk. I was stupid to get my hopes up though, it's incomparable to the milk back home. It's an insult that they call it milk in the first place, though in their defense I haven't actually heard them call it that. Oh well, I'll just catch up back home and drink 2L a day. 1130. Knocked up Kings of Leon 4:15, 10-08 1182. Learn to be still Eagles Wow. This is the first time I woke up in the middle of the night because of rain. Rain... The rain is actually louder than the thunder. -20 minutes later- It's one of the things I wanted to see this holiday, real tropical rain, of the kind you won't see in Holland. I didn't get to see it, though. I went to the living room which has 2 large open windows, but it was dark and a flashlight didn't help. Neither did the lightning, which failed to keep the scene illuminated long enough for me to see anything. But I did hear it. When I turned on the music (routine, really) I didn't hear anything until the volume was up to 100%. Mum joined after 1 or 2 minutes (I was surprised Rutger had apparently let her go) and we noticed, with a flashlight, the water that was coming from the roof. It wasn't dripping, in fact it was pretty fucking far from dripping. You would almost think there was a river coming from our very roof. The water coming from it formed a waterfall which can easily be mentioned with the ones we walked to this holiday, although I guess that doesn't say much. Then we went outside, but I still didn't feel in the middle of it because of the roof over our heads. From the moment I woke up I've had the inexplicable urge to go out, sit on a rock, spread my arms, close my eyes and look up (well, tilt my head up) to feel the rain like never before. I didn't do it because I would slip before reaching the nearest rock, because I would seem crazy, and because I'd catch a cold. Anyway, back to sleep now. 1188. Leaves that are green Simon & Garfunkel 14:28, 10-08 1328. Lovers in Japan Coldplay Quite a nice surprise: they have free WiFi here (new place). Only reason I'm not using it right now is that the battery is too low. Recharging it now. Go faster you bitch. So anyway, we went out of Bagus a day early. Parents had suddenly changed their minds, supposedly because of the bad weather everyone knows it clears up in a matter of minutes here but really because it's just expensive. This is quite a lot cheaper, but there's WiFi. Still no phone connection though, which I thought was weird considering there's internet. In short I'm not complaining. Remind me to login silently, I will never be able to keep up with this thing. Need to learn to type faster. So tomorrow we're taking the boat off this awesome island. Painful, but it has to happen. The timing is as good as it could be I guess. Things I've realised having played 1350 songs in 6 days: -I love R.E.M. -Eagles underrated, including by myself. -Kurt Cobain was a funny guy. -I have almost no songs on here by women. ?? -The German accent of Scorpions' singer starts to get annoying. 1340. Low Coldplay Finally, no more songs whose titles start with the word 'Love'. Was starting to annoy me. Shower! Suddenly, I feel like a shower. 1341. Low R.E.M. 17:43, 10-08 1380. Man on the moon R.E.M. Suddenly, as a result of events unknown, against all odds and completely contrary to my previous statements, I found myself in the water. Snorkeling. Wait, what? Yeah, just now... I still have no idea how this happened. But I was there. With all my willpower I urged myself to stop trying to recall how I got there and think of what to do next. Live in the moment. So I got out of the water. Showered quickly as if I had no time to lose, grabbed my fully recharged iPod realising I had already lost time and hurried to the lobby. No one was on. At least no one of the select few I wanted to be on. The Dutchies, lazy as they are, were obviously still sleeping, and the rest has no known alibi. Either way I'll have more luck tonight. 1382. The man who sold the world Nirvana Good song. 17:57, 11-08 1645. November rain Guns 'n Roses The song I'm enjoying most out of the 1645. Don't know why. It could be the weather, my state of mind, whatever. I would sing along as hard as I could if it wasn't for my family and taxi driver killing me before the song ends. Pitty, because the end is the best part. We left the island, on our way to Taman Negara now. The last week of this holiday is about to begin, and I'm gonna try to live every day as if it's my last one, skipping the goodbyes and funeral arrangements though. /song 20:26, 11-08 1657. Oddfellows local 151 R.E.M. Nice hotel. Unbelievably cheap too. As far as I can remember the only 2 things that cost the same here as they would in Holland are wine and airplane tickets. Maybe taxis, too. The 3 hour taxi drive we had just now my being overheated made the cold shower even more satisfying (I would define happiness by the shower I just had) in a small car whose airco wasn't really that impressive especially when sitting on the sunny side was 240RM (~50, ~90$, ~40£). This hotel (our room has its very own bath which is enough said) is 160RM (do the math yourself you lazy fuck) which is quite ridiculous. My point being that taxis are pretty damn expensive, even here. 1660. Oh darling Supertramp 1663. Oh me Nirvana Just lying here with the pen still in my hand. By the way, about the temperature: yesterday when we walked into our little room back on Tioman island, it was 21C. It was fucking cold. I do realise the climate in Holland makes higher temperatures less comfortable, but still I think we're getting used to this heat (I haven't measured temperatures this holiday but considering it was 21C yesterday, my guess is we have not been in temperatures lower than 28C for the past 3 weeks). There is one thing I know for sure: the four of us will all have big fat colds before we reach home. Before we even reach our car, actually. <<note while I'm typing this up (20:44, 21-08): all 4 of us have a cold>> Oh well. Malaysian TV looks very silly. Almost as silly as those overly enthusiastic Japanese commercials which make me laugh every time, but also make me feel very icky somehow. 1668. Old and wise Alan Parson's project 14:28, 12-08 1867. A pillow of winds Pink Floyd I never listen to lyrics. But what choice was I given when placed in a bus for 4 boring hours? The story-like lyrics of 'Paradise by the dashboard light' are brilliant, and I particularly liked 'Piano man' (Billy Joel)'s lyrics as well. They're about a bar full of people, and tells of everyone there. Fragment: 'And the waitress is practicing politics, While the businessmen slowly get stoned. And they're sharing a drink they call loneliness, But it's better than drinking alone.' -20 minutes later- I'm actually in a longboat on a brown river surrounded by the oldest intact rain forest in the world. What the hell am I still doing writing? 1874. A place to hide White Lies 21:05, 12-08 1945. Put your old brown shoes Supertramp Boat was nice. Forest was a nice view for the 3 hours we were in it (quite long, though). As for everything else here, nice would be a laughable word to use. Laughable in the negative sense. Everything is fully booked, except for the dormitory we're in right now (half expected to find a porn-magazine under my pillow). Our reservation for tomorrow may even be cancelled because for reasons unknown but surely ridiculous the woman at the counter apparently said it was full as well. Maybe a reservation means something else in Malaysia, I don't know. It's so unnaturally crowded around here I just don't see this happening. We'll be walking in the rain forest and seeing, when looking around, more people than trees. Music is my medicine. Honestly at times like these I have no idea what I would do without it, especially in a place where they don't even serve any alcohol (!!). 1950. Quicksilver Pink Floyd 13:34, 13-08 2059. Run Snow Patrol A day that, at 1 PM, is already more successful than most others have been. The negative feeling I had yesterday when our hopeful smiles got wiped off our faces by a large, much too large amount of tourists has completely disappeared. The boatride on the big river wasn't impressive enough to make up for all those people at the time (and was too long either way), but today we went on a second boat trip on a (much) smaller river. The trees rising up above you make you feel quite small and the best thing about it is that every plant you see seems to be different from all the others. After the boatride a short walk to a place where we could swim and everything looked bigger than on the previous walks. Even the ants which where bigger than any insect you'll see in Holland. Quite a shame I couldn't bring my phone because its battery gave up on me yesterday. Unfortunately for my phone, iPod's battery died at the same time and I don't have to tell you which one has priority. My biggest and only fear here is that I'll fall in the water with my iPod in my pocket. The poor thing will be powerless and drown, by no fault of its own. You could compare it with the fear of losing a loved one, really. On a more serious note: our reservation indeed got canceled, it's a story I will not bore you with. But with a little effort we managed to get 2 little houses for one day, which is more than we could dream of last night. Although admittedly that doesn't say much because in order to dream you would have to sleep first. Sleeping was a luxury we could only dream... wait... whatever. Today we will do one more promising walk and tomorrow we will in all likelihood leave this place and Taman Negara altogether, setting sail (taking the bus) to Kuala Lumpur. We'll stay there for a couple of days to buy some electronics (personally I want headphones) that we would be paying a fortune for in Holland (at least in comparison). Then we'll be off to Singapore and we'll be out of here, after a month that did not quite feel like a month, rather a couple of days. 2065. A Rush of blood to the head Coldplay 17:00, 13-08 2137. Send her my love Journey Today's second walk has been rescheduled to tomorrow. We'll probably hopefully, if you ask me leave Taman negara the day after. I kind of miss the feeling of traveling alone. Although I've only done so once, it's something special. You and you alone are responsible for what happens and most importantly can make your own decisions. Eat any time you want, go any place. Sit somewhere random for hours just listening to music, take the next train just because for whatever reason you don't feel like taking this one, etcetera. I've noticed this holiday I'm much less eager for activity and much more easy-going than my parents. Rutger is simply picking up my opinions as we go and seems to agree with me every time. 2150. Set the controls for the heart of the sun Pink Floyd Started reading an English book now by the way. We ran out of books and took one from Bagus (leaving one of our own). The book is The last juror by John Grisham. I like it already. 10:18, 14-08 2317. Soon forgotten Deep Purple What a fucking joke. We're at the place where you walk on a small bridge 45m above the ground looking down into the forest. The walk here was quite promising we hardly ran into any people but when we got here the place was crowded beyond repair. Potential repair being a machine gun, but the rate of people arriving here by boat is higher than the rate at which you could shoot them. Now we have to wait about an hour before we can go on the bridge. The urge to say fuck it and walk back is quite hard to resist. Fucking tourists. Killing me. People should be in cities, not here. Honestly they should seal this place with high fences and abandon all facilities. This forest is being treated as if it's a museum. It's not a fucking museum, it was not put here for our enjoyment. High fences. Allow tourists in, but when they don't get food and a luxurious place to stay whenever they ask for it while waving with money, these wannabes will think twice before entering. I only have respect for those who go on 300km walks with tents in their backpacks and who sleep in the middle of the forest. Hence I respect no one here, they all make me want to go on a killing spree. I guess 'they' includes me and my family, and for the record I am not being serious, but what choice did we have here considering certain people's age (meaning too young, I'm sure dad would pull through), back problems etcetera. I'll do it, one day. Dad's colourful stories about journeys through Indonesia are making me jealous. Hawaii first, though. 2326. Sorrow Pink Floyd 12:54, 14-08 2359. Speed of sound Coldplay It was okay. The bridge thing I mean. Worthwhile? Maybe, maybe not. What's certain is that the walk was more interesting than the bridge itself. The bridge itself was crowded for starters, but also it really wasn't all that impressive, we saw zero animals who could blame them for staying away from there? - and no special plants or anything. The 45m was a myth. The walk was good and allowed for yet another great shower. Most people would ask themselves whether the bridge was worth walking 2km for, I'm asking myself the exact opposite, and like I said I'm not sure it was all worth it. The shower of course makes up for a lot, in the end that's what you're doing it for after all. Now we're in a new chalet and Kuala Lumpur has been postponed yet another day. I complained but was later promised a quiet and longer walk in the extra day. /complaints. Honestly I don't know exactly what I'm enjoying so much about hiking. It's satisfying in a strange way, allows me to be indifferent about sweating (something I usually hate very very much) and to move aside all my thoughts and concentrate on where to put my foot next. Gone, gone are all my worries. I remember as a kid I used to hate it and admire the lack of complaints coming from Rutger. 2365. Spiral Staircase Kings of Leon 2380. Stairway to heaven Led Zeppelin Ah, classics. Always nice when they come by. 6:43, 15-08 2548. Telegraph road Dire Straits Nothing better to start my day with. 11:01, 15-08 2615. Tommy The Who Walking through the forest once more. The walk is indeed quiet, and 5 hours long. Exactly how I wanted it. Good music and monkey sounds in the background, most of all simply concentrating on walking and nothing else. Especially now, because I'm walking barefoot. That's right. 2617. Too late Journey 16:34, 15-08 2691. Two suns in the sunset Pink Floyd Lovely. There's a butterfly bigger than my hand sitting on the edge of our table. A table which also contains beer. Turns out they have alcohol in only one place throughout the park and that's here. For the ridiculous price of 4 per .33L we're having a well deserved beer (or 2) after walking 8km through the forest, in my case barefoot. It was quite awesome. Walking barefoot turned out to be a good idea (apart from the few extra insects that bit me) because it's not as hot the ground was actually cool and it just makes it more fun because of the simple fact you're walking through the jungle barefoot. Probably being one of the very few tourists that did, meaning I'm a lot cooler than everyone else here. But also it just puts you closer to nature, which is why you're doing the walk in the first place, to be closer to nature. Also for the shower afterwards, which I haven't had yet. It was nice that when we got here, to the end of our walk, it started raining like fuck. Now we're sitting here laughing at the people we ran into that were going the other way. The butterfly is still here, we have concluded that it's dying. It's a very sad sight, but I could stare at the creature for hours. 2697. A man and a woman U2 17:38, 15-08 2700. A sort of homecoming U2 My fucking god. Unfuckingbelievable. Impossible to describe. My. God. So I showered. And I lay down. I lay down. Immediately after doing so I could not stop laughing. Honestly I laughed, out loud. Rutger was looking at me as if I was crazy. After 4 hours of walking through the jungle barefoot and for the first time since we left this morning, the pressure was entirely off my feet. Amazing. They felt as though they were burning before, laying down was like throwing water onto the fire: psssssh... I wouldn't know for sure but if this doesn't feel better than sex, I don't know what does. Anyway. What a magnificent end of the day, considering its start it could be called a perfect day. A perfect end to a perfect holiday. At least, this is what I consider the end. From now on there shall be nothing new, except for some big cities but honestly that will not feel like Malaysia. It will be nothing like the previous 3 weeks. We will leave Taman Negara tomorrow morning, and go to Kuala Lumpur. We've heard that you can buy a PSP for a lousy 80 there, but my only interest is headphones. After that, Singapore, and the 19th we'll be on the plane back home. A day earlier than I'd expected, but I don't mind anymore. Now that this holiday has effectively ended, I do miss home. 2704. All I want is you U2 11:22, 16-08 2810. Pride U2 In the naaaaame of love One moooore in the name of love I had been wondering why hardly any U2 came by. Apparently in the discography I downloaded, all their song titles start with U2 -. annoying but they're great so I don't mind. (in bus to Kuala Lumpur) 2812. Red hill mining town U2 14:27, 16-08 2855. Trying to throw your arms around the world U2 And a woman needs a man, Like a fish needs a bicycle Wait, what? 9:24, 17-08 3045. What I needed Journey In a hotel in Chinatown, Kuala Lumpur. Family just went for breakfast so I can sleep in for an hour or 2, I need to because it's been a week. If I see one cleaning lady this morning, there shall be casualties. Damn, I forgot to take a picture of a life vest with my iPod in it, as a joke. I planned to the first time I was on a boat but kept forgetting. Sigh. Oh well, back to sleep now. 3046. What if Coldplay 20:50, 17-08 3233. You and your friend Dire Straits Bought headphones, went for average quality rather than good looks but they still look okay. Panasonic rp-ht 360. It wasn't cheaper than in Holland. About the same price, ~32, I checked online. Nothing is really cheaper here than back home except for the fake rolexes in Chinatown. Then again they don't sell fake rolexes in Holland. Still, walking through a sizeable mall with merely electronics was quite sexy, there was so much stuff around us it was impossible to keep up. So Kuala Lumpur was a success. Tomorrow morning into the bus to Singapore, we'll compare some prices and that's pretty much all we'll be doing there. Also taking the plane back. -1 hour later- What the hell?? Just now I was testing my new headphones with Rutger by turning up the volume of songs with heavy beats or epic guitar solos, and it was quite something. Unbelievable. It's with loud and quality sound that genres like trance, house, electro become enjoyable. And enjoyable it was, to both of us. Rutger was acting cheerful and quite active, by no means sleepy. Then later I typed up the lyrics of a funny Dutch song and we both sang along, the sound of the headphones filling the entire room (though not as loudly as speakers would). Relaxing. Then mum and dad walked in and all hell broke loose: Rutger started crying, complaining about a headache and sickness, minutes later even puking. What is that about?? It was apparently not important enough to mention to me. Or maybe he was genuinely fine he at least showed no sign of weakness until mum and dad walked in? Either way it's quite strange. Or maybe not, I guess I'm gonna have to be the older brother, to whom he will always act tougher than he really is. Oh well, I guess I'm fine with that for now. 3243. You could be mine Guns 'n Roses 8:28, 18-08 3271. Zelfs je naam is mooi Henk Westbroek Juuuulia. 20:30, 18-08 3389. 05 Mistress for christmas ACDC By the way, Chinese food is awesome. It takes a well deserved 2nd place after Italian. Back in Juara the chicken in sambal sauce was especially delicious, and the beef in curry sauce. After that, I enjoyed plenty of variations of noodles and mee hoon, even the instant meals in the bus to here Singapore were great. The difference between Kuala Lumpur and Singapore is amazing. Suddenly we had to put our seat belts on in the taxi while in Kuala Lumpur seat belts were clearly a luxury one could not generally afford and suddenly there is no hotel priced below 170 per night (whereas in Kuala Lumpur we we're in a hotel that cost us 30 per night). It's much cleaner here, it doesn't smell like sewers in random places, and the people dress more officially. I remember the enormous mass of Malaysian scooters heading for their jobs in Singapore in the morning, clearly because they get paid more here. I personally have lost interest in shopping now that I have what I came for but the others are walking to the nearest mall as we speak. To check out the prices of course, buying something here would be laughable now. Huh?! The lights went out in the entire room just like that. Oh well, moving on: Tomorrow at 22.00 our flight to Amsterdam leaves, and the funny part is that a plane in Amsterdam will then take us to Germany before we can drive home. Without being informed any more than I have informed you just now and without giving it too much thought, I will make an estimate of the time we will set foot in our house, just so I can say I called it: 9:30 NL time. <<note: it was 9:55>> -30 minutes later- So the lights went out. After I was done writing I was trying to think of what to do next. I thought of sleeping but figured that would be too clichι. So I decided, in all my brilliance, to do the impossible: Shower in the dark. That's right. After scaring myself brilliantly by walking towards a mirror of which I did not remember it existed, I slowly managed to guide myself to the shower, quite brilliantly I might add. Then, brilliantly, I showered in the utter dark. Honestly it was nothing special, makes you realise you don't really need your eyes while showering. Though the shower itself was excellent. After the shower I was, surprisingly, wet, and if I may say so myself it was quite brilliant how I found the towell after attempting to dry myself with my own shirt, and my immense brilliance was once more confirmed by the way I managed to scare myself again in the exact same mirror. Anyway, maybe it's time to find out what's wrong with the electricity. Family's back and 4 of us in a dark hotel room might create complications. 3410. 06 Burnin' alive ACDC 13:23, 19-08 3493. 09 Love hungry man ACDC <<note: ~18.00, 19-08: 3572/3572. 9-9 R.E.M.>> We have to leave the hotel (and with it the last possibility to charge my iPod's battery) in 30 minutes, so this is the last time I'm writing to save battery life. I've been typing rather than writing since the book was full a week ago. It's a shame I can't say everything went flawlessly and perfectly, just because that one time we had to sleep in a dormitory because our reservation was so miraculously canceled. As for everything else, it went perfectly and flawlessly. Today, we'll wander around Singapore (trying to stay in the shadow as much as possible) for 5 hours before heading to the airport. I have no idea what the plan is for these 5 hours and I don't care, I've had enough now. I have been here so long I forgot about home, but in 9 hours we'll be off to a place where they do have fresh milk, where they speak a language I can comprehend, where people can't be blinded by toothpicks. I wonder what that's like. And then I woke up. |
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| The_Fry_Cook_of_Doom | Aug 22 2009, 10:00 AM Post #3 |
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umm sorry tl;dr >_< but judging from the first few passages, Malaysia is an amazing place to vacate to. |
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| gs | Aug 22 2009, 10:27 AM Post #4 |
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lol don't apologize i would never have read it myself it's for the people i'm too lazy to send it to. or whoever else is interested, i don't care who reads it |
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| Ichigo1uk | Aug 22 2009, 12:10 PM Post #5 |
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I only payed attention up to "everything is bigger" when my mind started to wonder off. |
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| Incog | Aug 22 2009, 12:29 PM Post #6 |
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CHEERIO!
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i read everything |
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Black tulip Tribute to the the greatest of the great. | |
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| ControlAltElite | Aug 22 2009, 12:34 PM Post #7 |
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Sabs
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i really do not understand what that is about... |
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| JohnFrusciante | Aug 22 2009, 12:34 PM Post #8 |
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lolz this is more text than the largest book I've read. |
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| The_Fry_Cook_of_Doom | Aug 22 2009, 03:41 PM Post #9 |
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GS went to Malaysia for holiday. |
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| Jack the IV | Aug 22 2009, 03:42 PM Post #10 |
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The Gent's Club
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I'll read tonight when I have nothing to do. |
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In battle, in the forest, at the precipice in the mountains, On the dark great sea, in the midst of javelins and arrows, In sleep, in confusion, in the depths of shame, The good deeds a man has done before defend him. | |
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| Big Richard | Aug 22 2009, 04:20 PM Post #11 |
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Gay People Read This.
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well I read up to day 6 and thought "oh shit is he going to write for every single day of the month he was gone?" and scroll'd down and just decided to stop reading. (the stingray turned out to be a rock) - lmao. good story |
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| Jam | Aug 22 2009, 04:24 PM Post #12 |
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Fruit Based Jam
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tl;dr |
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| DarkAngel | Aug 22 2009, 06:14 PM Post #13 |
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i didnt get thru the wall of text, but my eyes are hurting. ALOT.
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| Adams | Aug 22 2009, 10:58 PM Post #14 |
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The Real
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I knew he went to malaysia, I still dont get it. You know what would be funny, If I deleted this muahaha. |
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| Jack the IV | Aug 22 2009, 11:07 PM Post #15 |
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The Gent's Club
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I'm sure he has it on word. |
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| Adams | Aug 22 2009, 11:10 PM Post #16 |
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The Real
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He can probably bring it back from the dead if I deleted it too |
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| Vondongo | Aug 22 2009, 11:35 PM Post #17 |
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Moo.
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An indestructable abomination? I'm scared... |
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| ControlAltElite | Aug 23 2009, 01:28 AM Post #18 |
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Sabs
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I want to see a super modzers battle! WIthout GS using ze Banhammerz. |
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| Jack the IV | Aug 23 2009, 04:41 AM Post #19 |
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The Gent's Club
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K so I like read pretty much all of it, skimmed some parts. Good read
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In battle, in the forest, at the precipice in the mountains, On the dark great sea, in the midst of javelins and arrows, In sleep, in confusion, in the depths of shame, The good deeds a man has done before defend him. | |
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| MaxJ | Aug 25 2009, 12:39 PM Post #20 |
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Wij van A414A adviseren A414A
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Wow this sounds amazing. It seems you had an awful lot of fun
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Jouw wereld, jouw A414A forum. | |
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| Ichigo1uk | Aug 27 2013, 12:02 PM Post #21 |
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Huh?
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NO YOU |
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| ryker | Sep 4 2013, 11:31 PM Post #22 |
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General
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adam, how could you delete it? |
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| Incog | Sep 17 2013, 06:20 PM Post #23 |
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CHEERIO!
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reread everything it sounds so nice doesn't it? |
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Black tulip Tribute to the the greatest of the great. | |
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| ryker | Sep 18 2013, 03:02 AM Post #24 |
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General
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does adam have mod privlages? |
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| Adams | Oct 25 2013, 09:07 PM Post #25 |
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The Real
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I did Ryker. Not anymore. Rest easy. and it's fucking Adams not Adam. Edited by Adams, Oct 25 2013, 09:07 PM.
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| ryker | Oct 27 2013, 02:51 AM Post #26 |
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adam, how did you get your mod privileges revoked? |
| my name is ryker | |
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| Adams | Oct 27 2013, 08:38 PM Post #27 |
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The Real
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I don't even remember. Don't want to brag Ryker, but you do know I was once the "leader" of this equal rights clan? |
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| ryker | Oct 27 2013, 08:46 PM Post #28 |
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General
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did not. I think I wasn't part of it at that time maybe? |
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| Adams | Oct 27 2013, 09:34 PM Post #29 |
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The Real
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Of course, you weren't. I ran a tight ship. |
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| ryker | Oct 27 2013, 10:59 PM Post #30 |
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haha got ya. |
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