malacca.was.awesome

July 1, 2009 at 11:19 am (books, college, food, holidays)

just so everyone knows, i’m considering uprooting my entire life and moving to malacca, which of course will never happen, because i love the city and i am too lazy to make any change of that magnitude in my life at the moment, but still, it’s nice to pretend.

malacca was brilliant, the best excuse i’ve had to be my inherently lazy self.
we went there to visit mum’s distant cousin (something along the lines of thrice removed, i believe) who’s recently gotten out of hospital. yes, she’s fine. no, there’s no reason to worry. both mum and i were just itching to be out of the city for a bit, and malacca seemed as good a place as any.

after 2 hours of non-stop driving, and singing along to westlife’s no. 1 hits, we ended up in good old klebang, a place that 6 year old me loved very much.
when i was younger, we went to malacca a lot. the klebang of my childhood was pretty and refreshing, a sleepy little town away from the constant noise that is kula lumpur.
klebang has changed quite a bit now. not so sleepy anymore. and the beach…the condition of the beach saddens me. the government has started reclaiming land there to buid a coastal highway to port dickson, and a recreational park, and probably a dozen other pointless things. and just like that, the pretty beach of my childhood is gone.
what a bloody waste.

however, i was delighted to find out that a stable had opened there. the stable housed about 12 horses, and 2 ponies. it was awesome. a gangly foal ran around, nervously pacing the ground everytime someone approached it.
i rode this horse named samudera for quite a bit. he belonged to a datuk, who happened to be there while i was, and was very gracious and friendly. he even invited me back to ride samudera anytime.
also, i befriended one of the stable guys, this old man who’s lived in malacca since 1511 probably. he seemed to know everyone there. gave us complete histories even (“this house used to belong to david, but then his father died and he sold it to that proud lawyer…”). we had a very in depth discussion about tattoos (sidenote: tattoos help you make friends. seriously. somone should put this down in a self-help book)

oh, and i tried fried chicken intestines in this one famous shop in malacca. it was like twisty crispy keropok. i am never eating it again. it’s not that it tasted bad..i just don’t relish the thought of popping intestines in my mouth.

what else did i do? mmmmm, visited pasar malam and bought a ton of fruits and bubble tea. durian season is now, yo!
went back home, and finished ‘the life of pi’ – it’s such a brilliant book.
stayed up late watching ‘the nanny’ re-runs. slept in, woke up, came home to kl, and just as i got home, i received a text from afifah, saying ‘shit! awful timetable! go check it out!’

=(

college timetable is not cool this term. really, really not cool.
i start monday morning with my least favourite subject. and on thursday, we have a four hour break between subjects.

eeeee. not happy.

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4 Comments

  1. fifa said,

    eeek. sorry i ruined your roll of happy events đŸ˜¦ !

    • insomniahenceinsanity said,

      it’s okay! stupid schedule would have surfaced anyways.

  2. jit said,

    holy. shit. on a stick. timetable is muy not funny.

    • insomniahenceinsanity said,

      right? don’t you just want to stop college right now?

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