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KUCHING WAS AWESOME.
I LOVE ALL YOU SEXY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.
I WANNA GO BAAAAACK.
where do i begin.
Mt singai:
spent 3 days 2 nights there. did Stations on our way up carrying a brick each, and i swear. no joke, some flights of steps are practically 90 degrees! looked daunting, but we made it (:
the air there was delicious, and the water-fresh from a stream i bet.
seriously! im so proud of me and all the other niang- niangs, 9 days i believe, of COLD COLD water. the second day there was the most productive. we stacked definitely over 300 bricks, and had reflection. for me, that was the pivotal point of this whole trip.
we were all supposed to find our special space in the longhouse and reflect (yeah, im shiny!( okay, never mind)). i picked the back door of my room, over-looking the bamboo forest behind the longhouse. totally peaceful and unfortunately totally public; i cried like a waterfall during reflection. everything poured out. but the experience was beautiful.
the view from the back my dorm! guess which bed's mine :D
Kampung Gayu:
MORE MORE MORE! I WANT MORE!
From mt singai, we moved down to the kampung and OMGOSH. the people there are one of a kind. they were really warm and nice. and did i mention the cats and dogs? (grins)
2 dogs , 1 kitten at my 'home' and that was like lame, compared to others.
[our 'brudder' house (haha, group 3 lah) had a gabazillion cats. and there was this giant orange tom who reminded me so much of garfield. cept it was a bit gay.. it had tendencies towards guys. heh heh. feline elton john!]
the kitten fell asleep on my lap okay! but it chose to fall asleep when we were leaving. lousy timing -.= i wanted to grab it and run away. i settled for pictures, but we couldn't bluetooth it!! dang.
caroling and walking in pitch darkness. for the first time in my life, i saw Orion, and not just his dang belt. i would have seen the Big Dipper too! if there weren't so many other stars ^-^V
christmas tree delivery is a euphemism for a hell lot of walking. that's all i have about it. the kampung is huge, and they had lots and lots of plantations. anytime, you could grab some random fruit off a branch and chomp it. (except for durians lah, those- fall at night. )
i loved the atmosphere there!
rambutans, real ones! on a tree! (cough) where we were
the last day rocked. the entire kampung came to see us off, and we had presents from our hosts! my group got woven baskets (: then the kampung youth did One Way, MORE MORE MORE, and the macarena ( i have to teach this one!!) and its was ka-razy. all the jumping and dancing ..but WOW. if our P&W were like that.. WOW.
St Lucas:
the stars here were the same as those in the kampung, but here. we had a huge space to lie down and emo. stargazing rocks. the thought of each of those twinkling dots being about 53765897230 million times larger than you is mindblowing.
and the jokes! i know sticky, leafy, corny jokes! and long stories! and ghost stories! and knock knock jokes! and lame jokes! okay, wait. i believe the last one covers all the above.
and there were the orang utans (which we didn't see) but we KNOW are there.. yay for conservation! and i got touched by a horny makcik, on my butt man. disgusting.
at the sarawak cultural village, it was super interesting. there were lots of guys in thongs :D
hahahahaha. and not in slippers. mind you. sarah and jessica kept giggling and giggling.
perverts! but dang, no pictures of them. sorry! i know you guys would have wanted to see..
this is SO MUCH FUN. if you can't see me, im the one nearest the floor.
its an authentic guitar, sarawak style
i had a fantastic time at kuching. and i wouldn't have without all my OHANA (:
group 12 (:
sexy and beautiful and anak (:
group 3 (our kampung brudders!) (:
and all the rest of the kuching people. (:
now i end this post with wise words from a sheep with a very low voice.
MEH MEH!
(snigger)
9:44:00 AM
GURGLE.SNORT.GRWAAAH
