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www.jipp-world.blogspot.com.....www.jipp-world.com See you there!

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Somebody HAD been dying to bring me to a place called Perdana Park.  Just in case you didn't know, Perdana Park is the latest landmark in Kota Kinabalu, bringing the city yet another notch higher in the run for the title of, with permission, the most beautiful city in Malaysia. Oh well, I had heard about the beautiful fountain there. People would flock up in hordes just to watch the 'dancing'

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SO, I attended the KL-part of Michael Learns to Rock low-profile series of concerts in Malaysia at the Plenary Hall in KLCC recently.  It was amazing how after more than a decade I still get connected to their songs - VERY VERY much actually. To tell you the truth, I don’t really know much about this group whose songs I had grown up listening to. I don’t even remember the name of the singer.

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Call me 'jakun' or 'ketinggalan' or 'kampungan' or 'ulu' or whatever you like but I'd never seen this when I was in Sabah. I remember how I was cursing furiously when I had to drive all over Sandakan (my former residence) just to look for a locksmith. Here in KL, all you need to do is pick up the phone and call the number and they'll come to you in no time. If you are in Sabah, take the idea and

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A teacher of mine had once told me and the whole class how the people in the West would pull their cars over to give a hand whenever somebody's car breaks down on the road. Here in Malaysia, people would rather be onlookers, some give symphatetic looks but do nothing to be of any help. They would even blast their honks in protest of the delayed time whenever your car suddenly stopped working at

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I bought this when I was about to board my flight back to KL at the Stansted Airport in London about 2 years ago. The sales lady told me I'd get married in 5 months after I started using it.  Somehow I never opened it and kinda put it aside and it was almost entirely forgotten until... TODAY. I opened it today.  5 months. We'll see.And shit. Why am I nervous? :-D

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So, I attended another festival at the PWTC last Sunday, this time it was called Malaysia International Shoe Festival, a festival organized by the Ministry of Tourism. It’s a festival that ‘takes visitors on a fascinating journey into the world of designer footwear ‘as described in its website. And shit, just when I had completely forgotten the disappointment when Bruno Mars SOLD OUT on me in

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It wouldn’t feel right if I didn’t finish blogging about my trip to Penang. I know, it’s been awhile, but I really want to highlight how worthy it is to visit Penang – our very own UNESCO site.  So, after visiting the beautiful Paranakan Mansion and the magnificent Kek Lok Si temple all in one day, there was at least one place that we wanted to visit before calling it a day. Batu Feringhi used to

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Being a self-declared environmentalist, I tried to incorporate as much of environmental-friendly habits in my everyday life as possible. Oh well, last time when I forgot to bring my shopping bag to a supermarket (I’ve got plenty), I chose not to spend my 20 cents away over a plastic bag. Instead, I catered all my stuff in my folded up shirt and had them strewn in the trunk of my car. At least, I

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So…. In support of our local film industry, I went to watch the much hyped about Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa at Wangsa Walk in Wangsa Maju (so many wangsas) last night, hoping that our local movies have really improved since the last time I watched one.  The last Malay movie that I went to watch was Ghazal Untuk Rabiah and that was like a hundred years ago. I was so traumatized that I had to say

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To make up for what had happened to my little fish a few days ago, I decided to invest some more bucks to buy these. Oh yeah, after using RHO (the idea just came about. May be I was worried too much. LOL!) Since I bought the mini aquarium two weeks ago, I just thought that may be it was OK to use tab water after all – provided I put in some anti-chlorine to neutralize it. I consulted the girl at

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The recent tsunami in Japan had somehow reminded me of a Japanese girl that I met in the most dramatic way in Sydney last year. It was nearing 9pm and a sudden hunger had led me to coming down to the kitchen to cook a pack of instant noodles for supper. It was late autumn and nights in Sydney were freezing cold. Somehow the idea of slurping over hot instant noodles in the cold night air of

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I am such a failure. Just to put something with a soul in my oversize room, I bought a pair of fishes one week ago and put them inside this semi-round mini aquarium. I woke up this morning to find out that one of them appears to be, sadly…. .. dying. :-( I know it’ll be a matter of time before she says good bye to me and the whole world foreva. She might be in pain so I wouldn’t hold her in

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*This is of course, my continuation to the previous entry: Highlander-ing in Genting.  Back at the temple again after more than a decade, I of course expected to see a lot of changes. I don’t remember seeing this section of the temple when I was there last time. If you are not an avid Buddhist practitioner, you may find Buddhism teachings quite so complicated. Here at the Chin Swee temple,

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So… My job had required me to spend most of my days in Genting Highland last week. I may surprise you but it was my only second time there with my first being, errr, 11 years ago? 12? Yes, 12 years ago. 12 years! Are you laughing there?! Stop it! LOLz. One thing you gotta know about Genting Highland is the fact that it is quite close to KL. In fact, I could see the Genting Highland Resorts

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I believe that Japan can take care of itself so put aside all the things about the tsunami for now and head down to PWTC for the ongoing MATTA Travel Fair 2011. Or you’ll miss this.  Opps. I mean, this. LOL. I had to get on a long queue to get it you knowwww... I don’t know whether it was the taste OR the Arabian charms of the dispensing guy that attracted the people to be in such a long queue.

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So…. Where were we? Ohhh, the stairs up to Kok Lek Si temple. Me and Sylvia marched our way up till we reached the point where the stairs diverged to circle around a pond that was full of… Tortoises? Yes. Tortoises. Green tortoises. I think it was exactly the same kind of tortoise that my little nephew had released to a little creek off the Tambunan-Ranau road when I offered him a big KFC meal

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IF I WERE TO BE REBORN AGAIN, I’d want to be a baba. A very rich baba.With a big mansion with a sweeping interior fanciful enough to impress an emperor. There would be a big dining table spacious enough to accommodate a big spread of dishes to feed the hungry stomachs of at least a dozen my boastful friends once at a time. Oh, if I were in the mood of getting western, there’d a room with western

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Burrrrrrrppp! Excuse me. I’ve just returned from this newly found eatery and I’m so damn full.  If you happen to be in KL and you’ve run out of ideas on where to have dinner in a new place with refreshing ambience – I’d recommend you to hop into the LRT and head down to Wangsa Maju. Just a spit throw away from Wangsa Maju LRT Station is this vast eatery consisting of lots and lots of stalls that

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I don't understand why people would apologize for not updating their blogs. I've seen it a lot and it kinda gives me a big ? in my head considering their full ownership of the blog actually.  I mean, it's your damn blog for Christ's sake! You may share the content but you don't share the ownership right? right???? It's really up to you whether you want to update or leave it to rot. So.. I

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*I continued this from my previous post.  I required a little bit of Smegal’s stone-hopping to get nearer to the waterfall.The guys didn’t waste a minute. Before I knew they were already spreading out everything on the flat surface of a big stone. I was so impressed by the smallness and lightness and carry-able-ness of this tiny little stove that Mr. Rambo had effortlessly brought along with him

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Being a life enthusiast that I am (ehemm!), I jumped at the idea of going for a trekking on my very first weekend in KL last Sunday. My interest for it had only been intensified by the fact that I had gained at least a few kgs since I came to KL. :-(WE were picked up by a Mr. Pang – another life enthusiast that Ulai had befriended back in the Uni years. He really is a very interesting person to

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SO…I officially bade farewell to my beloved home state last Sunday. And welcoming myself with whatever lay ahead for me here in KL. There seem to be a lot of uncertainties but then, life is too boring to be sure of everything. I need surprises to keep my life exciting. I reported for work again after postponing it for 2 weeks to deal with whatever there is to deal with back there. For sure, my

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Another lame post on a lame day here in Sandakan. Taking off everything now.... huhu Remember how I got so excited about buying a new gadget in preparation for the upcoming Borneo International Marathon last year? Of course I didn't get to join it and I already explained it thoroughly and defensively. He. Oh well, my love story with that tiny little thing didn't last for long when I couldn't

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It's hard not to miss a moment like this.. I'm sniffing around for more marathons to join this year...

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Just a quick blogpost on a rainy and messy and wet Saturday here in Sandakan. I’ve just returned home from a weekend dash-away to a place called Sim Sim. It is probably the only place where you get to see a floating village inhabited by Chinese locals and not the unwanted foreigners like most other floating villages that we see in many coastal areas of Sabah. I actually went there for this.

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I HAVE JUST REMEMBERED.I haven’t blogged about Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon that I joined in a couple of months back. To tell the truth, my humble mission of making it at least to the finishing line had almost been jeopardized when I did this stupid stunt in front of the continuously puking lion statue in Marina Bay. And it was all done in the name of Star Jump – a jump that would

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I joined thousands of people to celebrate the Thaipusam Festival at the Batu Caves last Thursday. I first saw and learned about it when I watched a CD called ‘Amazing Asia’ and I remember how I was so surprised that something so ‘fleshy’ for a celebration actually took place here in my own country. I had always wanted to attend it ever since but I never got to do it until recently when I received

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3years, 10 months and 12 days ago, I came to Sandakan to report for work for the first time. I had no idea that my job would bring me all over the Divisional district of Sandakan, which I'd come to find out was sooooooo big it was even bigger then both Johor and Pahang combined. It's been such an exciting part of my life where I got to visit some of the remotest parts of the state whose

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PSSTTTT! PSSTTT! There is a new B&B in town. It’s called Bunibon Lodge. I actually stayed there when I was in KK last week. I must have been addicted to staying at hostels now that I suddenly felt like staying at a B&B instead of a hotel – my usual pick. Of course it came with the exciting idea of being a backpacker in my own territory. Isn’t it cool? Being a tourist in my own homestate? :-

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[I was doing this entry when I suddenly couldn't post in anymore pictures. The pop-up notified that I've used up all of the 1GB free space that was allocated for this blog - hence I had to pay if I wanted extra space. I chose blogspot because it was free so there is no way I'm gonna pay for an extra space now. Luckily solution came in the form of flickr.com's photobucket. I'm still very much in

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One of the best things about travelling is the opportunity of meeting new people and if you are lucky making friends with some of them. I met Ellen via a friend when I visited Melbourne in May last year and thanks to the latest means of communication such as Twitter and now facebook, we have remained in contact ever since.It was so good to see her again last night (or rather the day before

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*A continuation to my previous entry: The Most Beautiful Town in Malaysia Queensbay Mall is the biggest shopping mall in Penang. I was glad the crowds had abated when I got there so I managed to get hold of my running gear in less than 5 minutes. The only way to let a Malaysian win an international marathon in Malaysia is by not letting these people participate. These people are horses trapped

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I haven’t really blogged about Penang. Oh well, I did, in a single entry but Penang is too much of great place to detail out in just one single entry. I actually woke up in the wee hour of my very first day in Penang just to see how the local in George Town come about their daily life in the morning. Oh well, it’s always interesting to watch a city in a state of awakening when you’d see the

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Whoever watched the Malaysian team playing against Vietnam in Suzuki Cup  semi-final would have had tought that Vietnam would, in the end, win the match. Let's face it. Vietnam was far better than Malaysia in every aspect of football technicality. Let me tell you about Vietnam and football. When I was in Vietnam, whenever I told any of the locals who bothered to ask where I was from that I was

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I am not really a sick person. I don't even remember when was the last time I went to a hospital or a clinic for a medical treatment.As far as my memory can recall, the last time I went to see a doctor when I went for a medical checkup as part of the requirement to enter university and when was that? 1996?1997? Ohh and I remember how I had to show my penis to the nurse while she asked me to cough

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*This is a continuation to my previous two entries, Kundasang:Discovering Further and before that Kundasang:My Highland Vacation. After what appeared to be such a long drive, I’d finally reached the end point and it was a place called Mesilau Nature Resort. Mensilau Nature Resort that I found out is such a beautiful place it made me wonder why it is not really known at least among the locals.

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*This is a continuation to my previous entry: Kundasang: My Highland Vacation I started my second day in Kundasang by driving over to the adjacent Kinabalu National Park. I had come here a few times before but I’d never really explored any further that what was offered along the main road. It has changed a lot now. The road has more proper pavement and there were walkways so that it is much

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Singapore trip wasn't really a vacation for me. In fact it was one of the most tiresome trips that I've ever been onto so far. Craving for a real vacation, I decided to extend my holiday and this time I knew where to spend my days to get one. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Kundasang, Sabah. For the past few years I've been constantly driving between Kota Kinabalu and Sandakan and in most of the

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It all started when I joined a bunch of friends to the Borneo International Marathon back in 2009. Then I pushed my butt off to join the Sepilok Nature Marathon a few months later. The rest, as they say, is history. I returned to torture myself by joining the Penang Bridge International Marathon recently - again with literally the same bunch of friends. This time, I was more prepared. The

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My latest trip to a UNESCO World Heritage Site happened just a week ago when I flew all the way to Penang for the Penang Bridge International Marathon.Known as the Pearl Island, I actually took my very glimpse of Penang Island when I was heading back to Kuala Lumpur from Phuket sometime last year. I knew somehow that I was gonna be heading there – sooner or later and I was right. :-D An unwanted

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If you've been following my twitter, you should have known by now how I stupidly missed my flight to Miri in Sarawak yesterday. I was supposed to go there to attend a friend's wedding. I did know that the flight would take off at 4.25pm but somehow it registered in my absent minded (and stupid WTF) head that I should check in at 4.30pm!Hell! By the time I realized, I was still chatting on YM

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Yeah yeah yeah yeah.. How can I not agree. If you want a healthy body, drink Carlsberg. Sure sihat (healthy) one.

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You know a place is every inch worth to visit if it is a declared UNESCO World Heritage Site. This is a list that is highly regarded as a spotlight in the tourism industry for each of the countries in which the site is located. With the selection criteria being so exhaustively comprehensive, a site or property has to be very very outstanding to even get the chance of being nominated before

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I was on my way from work on a one fine evening when I received a phone call from a friend with whom I had not been in contact for such a long time. His voice was jubilant and enthusiastic.  ‘Hello my friend! How are you? It’s been awhile huh? I’m sorry I’ve never contacted you ever since I started dating again. I’ve been busy you know? I really wanna make it work this time. But here I am,

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If you have a list of places that you can’t miss going to in Singapore, you gotta make sure you’ve got Little India in the list. Worries aside, Little India is easily reachable by train. It would actually take you right to the centre of it.  And of course, you can’t miss going to the Little India Arts Belt. And yes, Little India Arts Belt refers to an area located along a road called, with

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I have come to realize how I get quite easily stressed out since recently. I might blame it on my age or probably there are just a lot of things that bother me. Then there is this issue within my family that I need to be a part of. Uhuks. I've been stuck here in Sandakan for quite too long. Sticking to one place (and even a job) for too long is something that I'm so not used to and I probably

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I recently paid an ailing woman a visit. Already joining the little chosen group of people that has made it past 100 years old, she already has seen the world longer than most people did. She particularly mentioned my name to my sister who had visited her earlier so it wouldn't feel good not to visit her at least while she was still alive. I am not gonna write about her though. 100 years of

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The tragic accident that claimed the life of Batu Sapi MP has suddenly put Sandakan into a spotlight. No pun intended but it came as a blessing to many people of Batu Sapi. OR shoud I say... certain people? For sure a lot of money would be streaming right into the pockets of some people especially the ass-licking contractors and their 'masters'. Oh well, is also a great opportunity for the

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I AM A KARAOKE PERSON. Ever since I was involuntarily granted the privilege of joining the glamorous MO30 club (ehem!), I have given up MOST of my not-so-frequent visits to the likes of disco and techno ‘bang-bang’ nighclubs, leaving my mean of entertainment to karaokeing and probably night bars with live band performances. I have even stopped visiting strip shows of which I sometimes took a part

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Waking up on my very last day in the land of the down under, I actually woke up in the wee hours of the morning to do what was recommended by this Italian gentleman I briefly met at the Bondi Beach. *Confession: I really thought all Italians were six-footer! LOL!Looking so Italian with all the hand-gesture and expressive impressions (remember Eat.Pray.Love LOL), he reiterated “You gotta wake up

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Oh well, as I said in the previcous entry, the epicenter of life in Golden Coast is located in a place called Surfers Paradise. Located some 20km from the hostel and Coolangatta Airport, we had to hop onto a coach to go there. Surfers Paradise is actually a beautiful city with high-rise buildings consisted mostly of residential apartments and condos. Looking at how most of the businesses there

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IT wasn’t a good first hello from the Virgin Blue for me. The flight appeared to have come right across a hazardous weather that even the lady who sat next to me verified that ‘It was not normal’. Just to have that coming from the mouth of somebody who had been constantly taking flight to Sydney to visit her daughter over the years, it was just so damn scary. The flight was so shaky that there

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This is gonna be a very badly-worded entry. I've been running here and there for the last few days so my head was too occupied with a lot of thinking so this entry was more like prepared in between those runs. Anyway... Just in case you go up north, and you are not stupid enough to think that Kudat is all about Simpang Mangayau, you should at least make some effort to drop by the famous Kudat

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If you think the number one attraction in Sydney is the Opera House, think again. Bearing the reputation as one of the largest aquariums in the world, Sydney Aquarium is actually Sydney’s #1 attraction. Displaying 650 species that comprise 6000 individual fish and other sea and water creatures from most of Australia’s water Habitat, it is highly favored by both local and tourists alike. Again,

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SO, it’d be my very last day in Sydney. I silently packed up and walked out when my Scottish roommate was still snoring (jeez, his thick Scottish accent was giving me some problem. It didn’t sound anything like William Wallance in the Braveheart AT ALL).I had Maggie noodles for breakfast, my very first taste of beef for Maggie noodles actually. Quite too sweet for my Dusunic tongue though. LOLI

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If you don’t already know, this is actually the second part of my back-to-back entries on my lonely evening to Bondi Beach. The first part was here when I covered the other end of the walk way. Now, it I was heading towards the other end. I couldn’t help but getting amazed by this beautiful painting on the wall that stretched along the beach of Bondi Beach and upon a closer inspection, they didn’

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It’d be the day that I’d been waiting for. I started off the day by walking off to the Market City which is very much adjacent to the hostel that I stayed. Just a few blocks away from the China Town, Market City gotta be the best place to do your shopping in Sydney. DO NOT BUY souvenirs anywhere else or you’ll be sorry for the rest of life. Too bad I didn’t find out about it sooner than I should

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Guys... If you think I have told you everything about Sandakan, then you’re as wrong as I was (I tot I did. LOL). There is one place here that seems to be largely ignored by visitors to Sepilok because – oh well, if you asked me where I stayed in Sandakan and I said SEPILOK, what would be the first thing that pops up in your head? True. Your distant relatives. Sepilok is so much asscociated with

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ALL I had for a help was a memory of the google map that I had IN MY MIND and I just kept walking putting my whole trust in my not-so-good sense of direction.  My walk-trail Somehow though, it wasn’t long before I arrived at the Darling Harbour and it was just so OHH EMMM GEEE. I mean, it really is. Darling Harbour is like the city version of a fairytale. There are many restaurants that

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I HAVE JUST REMEMBERED... I haven’t finished blogging about my trip to the down under yet. SO…….where were we? Ohhh, my last entry was about my trip to the scenic Manly Beach to where I took a cruise across the Sydney Harbour from the beautiful Circular Quay and getting back to the Harbour Square just in time to catch the sunset over the Harbour Bridge! o.O For those of you who are new to my blog

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Today is my birthday. When I was 10, I couldn't wait to be 20, an age I assumed would grant me freedom, at least from my family. Once I reached 20, then I realized I still couldn't make all the decisions in life. My sources of income still came from my family so they still had most of the power over me. Then I looked forward to being 25. By the time I hit 25, I already had a job and my own

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OK lahhh, I haven’t blogged anything about places in Sabah for quite awhile now and it doesn’t feel good especially when we’ve just celebrated Malaysia Day a few days ago. It’s like betraying my homeland or something. :-P Oh well, did you know that Sabah is actually gifted with a lot of waterfalls? There are just so many of them that you’d be surprised how you haven’t heard about most of them YET

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It wouldn't feel good if I didn't blog about my last day in Manila. Our flight back to KK would be sometime around 4 pm. But then, just bear in mind that the journey to Clark Airport alone would take 2 hours or so and the traffic in Manila is just so unpredictable. Putting all the things into consideration, we decided that we’d take the bus that departs from the SM Mega Mall at 12pm (we asked

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So, Malaysia has finally gathered some senses and declared 16 September whose significance to the formation of Malaysia as something to be celebrated by the whole country. 47 years had passed by, 6 Prime Ministers took turn, at least half a dozen of CMs - it is baffling to see what took THEM so long to notice how Malaysia wouldn't be as it is today if not for something that had happened exactly

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So problem came when we didn’t know how to go to Quaipo from the Binondo Church. The French guy DID finger point to somewhere but of course we couldn’t just walk our way off based on a less assuring finger point. After so much walking that had drained the energy out of our legs since morning, we simply didn’t want to take the risk of walking another distance only to find out we went to the wrong

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There’s this saying that, if you want to ‘read’ a city, go to its markets and that’s exactly what we did on our very last day in Manila. The biggest market in Manila is actually situated in a place called Divisoria. The problem is, it is also known as one of the most notorious areas in Manila. Located totally on the other side of the city from where we stayed, it’d be quite too long to go there

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So, a little bit of walk from the Manila Cathedral is another major attraction in Manila – The Fort Santiago. And a little bit of entrance fee applies. Oh well, being a fort which is a short form for fortress or fortification, it is more like a network of defense walls and underground tunnels and this is Lizzie welcoming everybody into one of the tunnels with open arms. It was so amazing to see

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So….. My stupidity had brought me back to Intramuros. It was easier this time since we already knew how to go there literally.It is quite common that beggars would hop into the jeepney to hand out a piece of paper to the passengers before jumping off at the next stop. It is written in Tagalog but of course it can all be simplified into one word: MONEYBut with a face like this, no thanks lehh.

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This place is crazy. They’ll let you pay RM18 to eat all of these... ..alone. It is a steamboat and you’re free to pick your own choices of food. Nine (9) of them altogether. And it is not just an ordinary steamboat. The specialty lies in its broth. It’s porridge! And always come with complimentary drink. ALWAYS.Upon loaded into the broth, it has to be constantly stirred up to avoid the broth

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So, Intramuros is like a whole world different from the Metro Manila that surrounds it. The moment you come through the gate, you’ll be thrown into some little European town – with the sweltering tropical sun remains to burn you head out. Just past the gate is the University of The City of Manila. I never knew a university could get that small. With the sudden growth in the number of oversized

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Waking up on my second day in Manila, I had my very first view of the sprawling metro Manila from the veranda of the hostel. Gotta tell you that Manila IS NOT A CITY. In fact, it is a combination of 16 cities that make up Metro Manila which is arguably one of the most populated metropolitan areas on earth. Manila by name is actually only one of these 16 cities and it bears the reputation as the

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While The Philippines is geographically so close to Sabah (2 hours flight), it is in fact so close to me personally too. Thanks to the influx of them in Sabah, I literally grew up surrounded with Filipinos and I have had the best of friends from the Philippines. My early encounter with beautiful girls at puberty was dominated by Tagalog girls I had almost believed that Sabah was cursed with errr,

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As listed in my list of events, I went to attend the Sandakan War Memorial Service at the Sandakan War Memorial Park last Sunday. Having missed it last year due to oversleep, I learnt my lesson this time by making my way out of the neighborhood just when the dawn was breaking. People were beginning to pour in when I got there. There was a registration counter at the entrance but I was lucky to

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[I was actually planning to spare this entry for next year’s Teacher’s Day but since that seems to be so far and away from now, I decided to put it on earlier. After all, sacrifices made by teachers should be appreciated all the time and not only on a single day (although they get paid quite handsomely:-P)] So, this short documentary by the Education Ministry of Malaysia has captured the hearts

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So, Camp 5 that I had found out was a hostel with the most basic things available to provide you with an OK accommodation for at least 2 nights. It has everything for a kitchen. All you have to bring with you is your food stuff. I was most impressed by the way they manage their garbage. I had actually put a piece of trash into the wrong trash bin when a mat salleh came up to ask me to put it

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LEAVING the Park HQ towards the Pinnacles would require you to go on a long boat ride along the Litut River. One of the park rangers was so kind to offer himself to take this photo for us. Terima kasih pakcik! Hehe. I think the boat operators were being smart by making a stopover at a Penan settlement on the river bank of Litut River. And thinking back of it now it was quite ridiculous to expect

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*[Just in case you missed the first entry on my Mulu trip, get back to here and it’ll make reading this entry more interesting :-)]So… waking up on my second day in Mulu, I was greeted a good morning by this little greeny thingy here. It would be the day when we were set to go on a journey towards a very special place in Mulu called The Garden of Eden. The journey would take us past the

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While Kuching bloggers are known to hit back if you say bad things about their city, I’m not gonna lie to myself just to be on the safe side by refusing to say what I think of this capital city of Sarawak. For a starter, Kuching is full of big roundabouts. You can’t miss noticing how they’d rather waste their land on building roundabouts that are probably big enough to accommodate 4 houses within

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After many weeks of persuading my little nephew to let go of a green tortoise that he’d been keeping since he picked it up while it was trying to get across a road about 2 months before, he finally agreed. We chose to release it at this beautiful little creek with very little possibility of getting caught by tortoise-eating humans that many Sabahans still weirdly are.He had actually gotten too

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So, one of my most awaited events this year actually happened just last weekend at a place called Sarawak Cultural Village, about 35 km from the Sarawak capital city of Kuching. The Rainforest World Music Festival as I found out was obviously designed to generate money. If you’re a nobody, you wouldn’t be able to reach the cultural village right away. Instead, you’d be required to park your car

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FOUR years ago I responded to the call of many people about how a new place was discovered in Sabah, in a place that was called Simpang Mengayau which was later famously known as the Tip Of Borneo. Simpang Mengayau was like all over the local newspapers, travel mags, tourism websites and even featured in many TV programs about new places of interest in Sabah. Needless to say, Simpang Mengayau had

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Having missed this event last year, I made my time to drive over to Simpang Mengayau in Kudat last weekend. I was glad to see the road had been asphalted to provide such a smooth ride to what is known as the Tip of Borneo for being the furthest North tip of this third largest island in the world.   Welcoming us at the junction was this hilarious bunch of kids who kept waving at just about

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It really is hard to travel alone sometimes. Take 1.... Failed! Take 2. Errrrr, almost there but not quite there yet. Take 3. Purrrrrrrfect! He he he

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My latest travel trip actually happenend a few days ago. This time I went to The Lion City of Singapore! IT was more like a weekend getaway of some sort for me. I know I have quite a number of Singaporean readers so I’ll try not to be too harsh. :-DBut then, I actually thought Singapore was quite boring at first, that it was just another city in the central stage of battle in gaining

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So, it really is true that while Sabah can be proud of having higher mountains, Sarawak for sure can also be proud of having, errr, bigger holes. Some of these 'bigger holes', not to mention the more beautiful ones, can be found in a place called Mulu. You know how crazy can people be sometimes but the idea of going to Mulu was actually initiated when we were still struggling to finish the

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Sydney beaching lifestyle is not all about Bondi Beach but there are some other beaches that are worth visiting and one of the most recommended ones is definitely the Manly Beach. Waking up on my second day, I had Arnott’s Scotch Finger and Captain’s Table biscuits for breakfast. Again, thanks to my dear friend Widgie. Considering I already had a super-long walk yesterday, I decided to take a bus

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So…………..Sydney that I found out is such an energetic and vibrant city I actually liked it almost instantly when I got there. When it comes to Sydney, there are just so many ‘worlds’ that can be related to this marvelous city. Not only it houses some of the most iconic structures in the world and world famous beaches and world-class outdoor and sport arenas, it is also known as the city of origin

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It was a smooth flight with the JetStar from Melbourne to Sydney. It wasn’t my first time flying with JetStar as the first one was in a domestic flight from HCMC to Hanoi in Vietnam. I was glad how this time, nobody was whistling, laughing and singing at the top of their lungs, and jumping from one row to another as it was in the Vietnam Domestic flight and most importantly I was glad that the

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So, my celebrating Harvest Festival was kacau-ed by my Aussie trip this year, just as it was when I flew out to London exactly on the same day last year. Coming back when the month long celebration was rolling to its end, I had to run here and there to catch whatever there was to catch before it was too late. Luckily, there was this to attend at the Community Hall right in my very hometown of

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It would be my last FULL day in Melbourne and there would be a few more places to go. As an afterthought, I decided to walk instead of taking a tram. My first stop was at the Old Treasury Building which was once home to the Treasury Department but is now a museum of Melbourne History known as the City Museum. Knowing that there’d be more museums right on my track in my days to come, I was

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It’d be my first ‘beaching’ in Australia. I had these for breakfast. They were given to me by Widgie when I first met her on my very first day in Melbourne. While all I could offer to her was a lame thank-you, I couldn’t help but feeling a little bit ashamed because I didn’t bring anything for her from Sabah. Uhuks! According to Widgie, it’d take her a few days to finish the fruit cheese. Me

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[This is a little detour of my blogposts on my trip to Australia. You really don't have to read this entry. It involves quite too much of reading than my usual picture-studded blogposts. I don't really have anything against our local artistes but sometimes, they, I mean some of them, are really worth puking over..] Alright, I know when I put up the offer of giving out three hundred and fifty

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Waking up on my second day in Melbourne, it was gonna be the day when I’d start going to those places that I had listed down. One thing about Melbourne that I like most is that, they really know how to make things easy for ‘newcomers’ like me. Apparently, the city council had seen to it. They actually put somebody at most of the major intersections in the city so ready to give you guidance just

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Let me begin my blogpost on my trip to Australia by surprising you with this: Australia WAS never in the list of countries of my choice EVER. Ever since watching the likes of Crocodile Dundee, I had always believed that Australia was too dry, too hot not to mention too dusty that it was actually placed somewhere dowwwwwn under the list of countries that I wanted to visit.I had actually been

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This is the second part of my personal tribute to Sandakan : The Nature City. Don't miss out on the first part here. Picking them up from the hotel the next morning, I actually took them over to another major attraction of Sandakan. Oh well, since it is quite a distance away from Sandakan town, one has to go there by car. The last time I went there, the road was still graveled. Happy to announce

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I reported to work on May 12, 2007 and that was exactly 3 years ago today. This entry is my personal tribute to Sandakan -The Nature City. SANDAKAN is the district that I’ve been staying in for 3 years now and the place that I have actually grown quite fond of. Being the very last district that I had set my foot into, little did I know I’d be posted to work here up until today. Contrary to what

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I must be the worse person in the history of ownership. I bought my baby a few years ago only to be abandoned to dust in the garage for many many months. Many many months ago, she never failed to satisfy me. Now that I need her more than I ever did before, she seems to be so reluctant in giving me a good service as she used to. Instead, she gives me problems. She is so easy to get hot and angry.

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Last year's Borneo International Marathon was a successful story. Despite my lack of training, I made it to the finishing line and awarded a finisher medal.  AT LEAST. Kenny Sia told me how he managed to finish his 42km run but later confessed in his blog that he actually didn't.. (did he?) Being my very first participation in any of its kind, it actually opened my eyes up to consider taking

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So.... Daphne Iking is looking for a travel buddy.. Now that you're, errrrr, single again, I'll be more than happy to offer, errrr, myself... I promise, I'll go, errrr, GREEN... SO, where do we go laling..?? :-D

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