Roosters greeting us, lols.
Wanna go for a sampan ride?
Along the narrow planks walkway, people sitting outside their huts greet us and ask us where are we going, where did we come from, are we jogging blablabla. They were just uber friendly! Ahh..they must be carrying out Najib's 1Malaysia concept. Joking, but it is heart-warming to know that these Malays, Bumis, or whatever their race, treat some Chinese girls appearing out of nowhere so kindly, reminding us to 'jalan perlahan-lahan ohh!'. And the kids are so cute too, kept waving and bye-byeing!
Our unexpected little trip wasn't all that smooth too. Before we realized, (until my mum phoned me twice) the sky has darken. We started to look for the 'exit to Pujut 4' the villagers told us. After asking a zillion times for directions, the 1st 'exit' was apparently through a field with grass as tall as me. The 2nd was a mud-path. Jen walked first and wham, the mud was so thick it went through her shoes and soaked her socks. I'm so sorry, jenny! Should have went in before you since I was the one hurrying to go home.
At our wits' end, we had to use the super long pathway we came. I was moaning about how am I supposed to explain to my mum, who thinks I'm walking from Pujut 3, almost reaching home. Jen was wailing about her mud-soaked socks. We were half-running back, yelling 'balik sudah, byebye!' to the laughing villagers. End of the day, we ran back to Jen's house and she drove me home. I received a lecture as expected while I quenched my thirst and ate bananas. =P
So much for my 1st day of the 3 months long holidays.
Here's a joke to cheer up those who are still suffering from exams.
Someone took a T-shirt, put on ironing board, switched on electric socket, started ironing, wondered why the shirt is still crumpled, gave up, switched off electric socket, lifted shirt off the board, wondered why the shirt is not hot at all..and finally instincts hit her - there is a BLACKOUT. Darn.