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hmm...

I've done around 9hrs worth of sports ytd. My body is now aching lyk hell. LYK HELL. Argh, anyways, too tired to go for the flag day. Kinda happy, kinda disappointed. haix.

Dammit sia.

Quite pissed  that i didn't go, but oh wells. I'm currently making another new layout. This time i will try blogger-style coding. Let's see if it works. well, even if it works, i guess it'll take abit of a time for people to load. xD

The theme would be "Windows VISTA"

Hmm, i BET no one does that theme in blogskinning. lol. Wells, spent the whole day at home. Doing nth much. Training my skills for Command & Conquer Generals Zero:Hour.

Even though the time after exams is kinda sian, i kinda love it. lols. I rather be sian den be busy sia. OH wells. WORK HARD FOR HTML!!

Haix. nth to sae again. I'll put up another lame joke again bah...



Yesterday my travel agent at Ken Brothers Reliant Air Travel call me and tell me got special offer on an "eco-holiday".

In Batam.

I say, "Batam is normally for cheeko-holiday, what eco-holiday."

He say, "Eco-holiday is mean go and appreciate nature one, lah. This is a special tour to help save the fish in Batam. You know Indonesia got a lot of trouble, so if we don'ch support them, then all their fish also liao."

I say, "What the fish are you talking about?"

He say, "Just go lah! Damn cheap, and some more I will give you free bag."

I say, "Like that is on, lah!"

And so I take my nephew go Batam with me.

We boarded the ferry at the World Trade Centre, and arrived at Batu Ampar Terminal.

I like travelling by sea. I find it very, how you say, liberating. My nephew also seems to agree, as the boat trip liberated the lunch from his stomach.

At Batu Ampar, we met our tour guide, Jameson, who hurried us on board a small bus.

Jameson told us that we would be taken to the Wildlife Sanctuary, I guess to see the fishes we came to help save.

There were seven of us in the tour group. I was the only woman, for some reason. The rest were old and middle-aged men. I guess as you grow old, you feel more strongly about preserving wildlife for your enjoyment.

I immediately go and whack the back of my nephew's head and tell him he should learn from these good men's example.

Jameson was actually surprised to see me. He said women normally don't like this sort of "rugged, adventure" tour. I said, "I don'ch really like to take part in the physical stuff, lah. But I don'ch mind watching."

He shrugged and said, "Whatever."

After about 20 minutes, we reached the centre of Nagoya - and the Wildlife Sanctuary Karaoke Massage Parlour.

The men got very excited, no doubt about the wildlife they were about to encounter.

"So where's the fish?" I asked Jameson, who looked at me in a strange way. He waved us all inside.

It was a very small place, but it had a very large fish tank in the lobby.

"Nah," said Jameson to me. "There's your fish."

I was a bit confused. "How come you need to save these fish? Got tank already, what."

He seemed irritated and said, "Indonesian government want to get rid of all the wildlife sanctuaries on Batam. We all go, then got no fish."

"So how are we supposed to save the fish?" I ask him.

My nephew got very excited and said, "Auntie! Auntie! I know! The other men told me that all I have to do is sing karaoke. All the money will go towards maintaining the fish! And it's very easy - got some girl to even hold the mike for me. For a little extra donation, she will even sing into my mike! And for a few more rupiah, we can do duet."

"Quite clever, hor? Like 'Live Aid', like that." I said. "Okay, lah. I sponsor you go and sing-song, lor. Come!"

But for some reason, the si noong kia was not happy.

"What's the matter?" I ask him.

"I... I'm shy," he said. "Can you not watch me sing-song with the girl? I think I cannot perform."

"Kum pooi!" I shouted at him. "I pay good money and you do'wan to let me watch? You think you who?"

In the background, I heard Jameson say to one of the waitresses. "These orang Singapura, ah, all bloody kinky."

After that, I felt a bit pai seh. I don'ch know what "kinky" means, but maybe he think I bully my nephew.

"Okay, lah," I told my nephew. "You go. Don't take too long."

Then the si noong kia like damn happy like that, he ran into one of the private rooms. I stayed outside to watch the fish.

I also donno what's so special about these fish. Look like ordinary aquarium like that. But then, what do I know?

I must say, hor, my nephew's karaoke singing is very bad. It sounded a lot like he was moaning and groaning. But then, the girl also sing like that, so maybe this is how nowsaday the chewrens sing.

After about twenty minutes, my nephew came out, and he looked very tired. I ask him, what happen?

He said, "My mike got no power."

Anyway, after all the nice men had sung their songs to save the fishes, we took the ferry back to WTC.

I thought the tour got nothing much to see, but my nephew said, "There got a lot to do. Only I got no stamina to keep doing." He said he would train by himself until he was strong enough to go back.

I must say, hor, I am impressed by my nephew. I never thought he would become so passionate about the wild life in Batam, but now, nearly every weekend he goes there.

Maybe it's a man thing.




GOOD if u understand, too bad if u don't LOL.