i am a cinderella who is yet to have her own once upon a time

CRAPPINK:
oh well happy 2008 to those peeps in malaysia. you people get to celebrate it 6 hours earlier than me.
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sometimes i do wonder if those 'once upon a time' in those fairy tales exist.

you know girls always been said having wishy washy fantasies when she was small of meeting her prince charming blablabla and i wonder if boys have this kind of fairy tales fantasies of riding white horses to their princesses when they were young?

i still remember the very first fairy tale i read was cinderella and that was when i was six. the book was bought in eaton's bookstore in kota kinabalu, sabah because in 1994 that was where my family were living.

since that day, the idea of me meeting the prince charming and living happily ever after has taken over my mind.

but..

i am cinderella but i dont live in the attic.
nor do i have an evil stepmother. in fact i still have both of my parents and they are treating me as their daughter.
i am cinderella but the only sibling i own is my big brother.
i am cinderella who is yet to find her prince charming riding his white horse.
i am cinderella but i can't waltz.
i am cinderella but i do own a lot of shoes. and no they are not made from glass.
i am cinderella but i can't cook. or do magic with pumpkins.
i am cinderella and i dont have any fairygod mother.

years passed, and the silly dream and fantasy are still there - about how miracles can change your life.

and i am not talking about those omg-larger-than-life miracles. just those tiny little ones that we seemed to overlook when in times of feeling that life is nothing but a sad story.

like last time, when i was feeling down i met with this sweet taxi driver which totally made my day better.

or should i be telling you about my recent encounter on one of those emo days, when i was recharging the credits for my phone when this guy at the counter suddenly looked into my face and said, 'are you a malaysian?' i was bewildered and just stepped back (honestly, his face was so near when he was err..inspecting my face) a little and said, 'yes, of course i am.' and they he said, 'yay, i got it right. see i know you.' his expression was damn funny and i ended up laughing from there until i was out from the shop.

and there was this another incidents when someone who was just doing a favor for me suddenly turned out to be someone who is close enough now to know (oklah, i lied. i subtlely told that person in sms) what i am cravings and went through the troubles of cooking it for me and sending it to me although it was very late already?

or maybe those times when i was feeling super stressed due to exams season, and i suddenly felt like smsing someone. so i chose a random person from the contacts and the reply somehow made me laughed out real loud during my lab section.

or when a friend was trying to brush me away because well, i don't know... but then i realise i am always all alone in this world and yet i am still standing and going through everything.

no matter how realistic i am with my life, that idea on cinderella will somehow be there. i did read about snow white, sleeping beauty, beauty and the beast and others la but nothing appeals more than cinderella. in fact when i was sealing my children story books to be put in the store room i specially excluded cinderella from them.

i know i had said to lots of people on countless times and occasions how sad life could be but deep inside, somewhere in my heart i know my life is not.

by the way, the book is still in the bookshelves in my room together with other chick lits, back in malaysia. and i am sure she is feeling a bit out of place. because i don't think cinderella will be having a girlish chat over a cup of coffee together with miss shopaholics. or being buddies with the devil wears prada.

i think i am a cinderella who is on her 'once upon a time...'. and the story hasn't come its end yet because i haven't met the prince. but whoever he might be, i know it will end with a 'happily ever after'.

oh well. i guess the idea won't just go away.

2007:a review

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i don't know whether egypt gives public holidays on 1 january 2008 or not. kinda got the feelings that i will be in my college for classes just like how i spend my saturdays and sundays.

cruelty i tell you.
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january
pinksterzisme is borned! i decided to come out of my shell and become a public blogger and had my first winter experience in egypt.

february
i lost my virgiTAGnity!

march
my true color began to show as some bloggers experienced my evilness on msn. i was even then tagged as the goddess of evil, bully besar, mafia, kejam...you named it.

april
managed to fool a bunch of bloggers by saying i am converting into greensterz for april fool. and then my perasan mom arrived n egypt to stay with me until i finished my finals and april was also the month i had my first time meeting with another blogger who happened to visit egypt.

may
the most stressful period ever throughout the year as i was having my first year finals. however, i made a little treat for my 100th post!

june
my blog was blocked by blockblogspot and i had my first encounter with securities and since then i am cursed for a lifetime! by the end of the month, i was very excited as i was going to return back to malaysia for a long time until i even made a list of things i wanna do when i am back.

july
i was back in malaysia for summer holidays, landed myself into an attachment in hospital seremban where i got to meet the coolest doctors ever! i was too free until i managed to pen down a proper posts on about me and about the blog.

august
i returned back to egypt as i had received an invitation to stay in qalioub for three whole weeks in an egyptian villages.

september
returned back to malaysia for more food consuming events. i survived my finals. and i even did something illegal!

october
returned back to egypt for my second year studies in medicine but this time it was different as my parents decided to tag along for one month holidays. visited the memorial of president sadat, pyramids, the museum of cairo, watched belly dance, went to alexandria, dahab and i even climbed a mountain!

november
i turned 19 and pulled a silly stunt of promoting my single self to get a boyfriend unashamefully and because of this i got few hate mails from some students studying in egypt too regarding my 'ketidaksopanan'.

december
celebrated eid mubarak in qalioub together with my foster family. had my final encounter (hopefully) with securities for 2007!

the list

• keep all resolutions - i am still trying to lose weight
  
• go on a holiday
  
• buy anything from ebay
  
• play a prank on someone - countless times lah
• fall in love - not in my priorities right now
  
• break up with someone - i don't even have a boyfriend so how can i have a break up?!
  
• get married - can't you read my comment above?
  
• get divorced - ...
  
• stop speaking to someone - unfortunately yes
• make new friend - both from blogging and real life
  
• do anything embarassing - will do justice on this in a separate post
• do someting you never thought of doing
  
• do something you will always want to do
  
• do something you will never want to do again
• do something that you regret doing
• done anything illegal
• break a promise - unfortunately, yes
  

and with this 200th post i concluded my 2007 and welcome in 2008! happy new year everyone!

i celebrated it egyptian way

CRAPPINK:
new blog banner! i decided to change to a new simpler and plainer (as kindly pointed out by kiffy boi) one because i was just too pissed off with my own lousy photoshop skill.
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qalioub was friggin cold in winter. i wore like FOUR layers of clothes and the number didn't even include the long johns underneath. anyway here are the mish mash of everything that happened!

#1. on the day before the celebration, i ended up as the only one who didn't fast that day (i forgot okay?) and everyone was like, know about this. so embarassing.

#2. my favourite food for this celebration is lisanah asfur! damn nice until i even asked them to teach me how to prepare it and i am so going to try it on my own.

#3. raya haji the egyptian way felt more like a chinese new year because every house that i visited would serve me with a basket of mandarins(as winter is the season for mandarins!) and peanuts. no rendangs or ketupats. sobs.

#4. and when i smsed a friend telling him about it, he nicknamed me as mandarin.

#5. if in malaysia giving money or packets is the tradition, here the kids were given toy guns. everywhere i went i would see kids armed with those. great training from such young age.

#6. the strawberries i had in qalioub were the freshest, juiciest, sweetest and nicest i have ever had in my life.

#7. and so are the mandarins. and by that i am really referring to the mandarins.

#8. egyptian kids are horny. this fact were proven when one 6 year old kid proposed me to marry him. haha! no lah, the truth is nadein lied to that poor boy by telling him, 'will you marry me?' means 'what's your name?'

#9. and as i was the foreigner, i decided to play the arabic dumb girl act, act all innocent and blur and eavesdrop their conversations. no juicy gossip though except for this one guy who kept making jokes in arabic about me not able to speak their language. on my second last day there, my secret was out as i accidentally blurted out in arabic and he was stunned to see my awesomeness (by a foreigner standard of course) and straight away giving me encouragements to learn arabic.

#10. i was the oldest kid (albeit the most popular too as i was the only foreigner) at nadein's birthday party. and i was assigned as the photographer of the day. no payment though.

#11. as they were earlier informed that i can't really take egyptian food, the family took the trouble of providing me with REAL maggi curry from malaysia. and since i was the guest, the auntie insisted on cooking it for me. and she prepared it ala maggi goreng - boiled the noodle, drained the water and mix with the curry flavourings.

#12. i first met with ahmed sameer parents. they were so nice to me and kept on praising how *cough cough* pretty i am. turned out ahmed sameer told then a lot on me after we first -and the only- meet last year to settle down the university registration letter business (long story, don't ask me).

#13. sitting around the fire, with a mug of hot mint tea, in the lawn, during winter night was indeed very nice. :)

#14. the best way to eat the traditional egyptian cheese bread was when it is still fresh from the oven, dipped into grounded sesames.

and on the last note,

#15. as you might have realise this post has no picture whatsoever because err..i didn't take any. -_-"

stupid securities 5

CRAPPINK:
hari ni i teringin nak jadi one of those minah minah gediks. boleh?
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sesungguhnya hari itu i terasa begitu fucked up sekali.

yew people tahu tak, got this one guy janji nak datang rumah i in the evening lah, but then suka suka hati mak bapak dia je changed the plan. keji betul ok?!

hello? yew tahu tak my dad tu saperrrr? hah?!

i am feeling super pissed off sekali okaaaaaaay!!!!

how dare you to change the time to last minute! i tak sempat nak buat my daily facial spa routine ok? and as the result my skin looks a little bit less radiant than its usually glow.

anyway, at least he was thoughtful enough to offer me free ride to the shops. so i forgave him lah.

anyway, i bukanlah nak bercerita pasal barang barang yang i shopped yesterday la walaupun i bought like a helluva lotsa of stuff and i know what-a-must it is nowadays to take a picture of every stuff yew bought so you can flash your assets while modelling the clothes, bras, panties show them in your blog because others can't can afford it!

anyway i was so happy picking up stuff and filling up my trolleys with boxes of muesli bars, crackers, candies, vege, fruits, imported chocolates (because my throat just can't tolerate those local made ones and i just love buying branded food) until i didn't realise i spent a jolly three hours in the supermarket! gosh, time does pass isn't it?

anyway, because i know time is gold, i headed straight to the counter and queued up. everything seemed to go on well minus the part where a stranger came up to me and asked me to let her pay first because she only want to pay for an item. luckily, i ni jenis yang suka buat kebajikan. so i let her go first lah.

see how considerate i am?

as i was watching one by one of my items being punched into the machine and a guy, a good looking one (NOT! yuck!) was putting them into the plastic bags.

and i paid.

and i headed out of the place.

and then it happened. a guy stopped me and started to shower me with his saliva. yucks. so menggelikan ok? he was talking to me in arabic so i dont give a damn to him. because obviously i only like understand in english. d'oh.

so i assumed he was trying to get me to ride his taxi.

"sorry i am not interested in any service yew want to offer me. bye bye!"

i just gave a slight wave to him and continued walking. although my dad is a somebody, i don't like to waste my money on those money sucking taxi drivers okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay?

that was when he started to pull my handbag. i was pissed because hello? my bag is super duper branded punya ok? how dare yew to lay your filthy hands on those superlicious expensive original skin! yew idiot! i turned around, ready to fire him back for touching my handbag and taking off my branded, studded with diamonds, oversized shades in slow motion for the effect.

"but security is security miss. you have to obey us"

that was when i was stunned. security? what security? since when securities and taxi drivers..?

what?!

"huh?" all those slow motion of taking off the shades from my eyes was totally forgotten. in fact i think my hand froze half way.

"may i have a look at your receipt please?"

"why?" of course lah i demand the reason! i am not that stupid!

"so we can confirm you did pay for all these stuff"

and with that sentence, my blood terus automatically went up the stairs. i mean what. the. hell? hello? do i look like someone penniless? hello? look at my bags. and my shades. and my outfits. and i pakai jam tangan guess limited edition yang diperagakan amber chia tu okaaaaaaaaaaay. the one with leopard fur for the straps one okaaaaaaaaay!

so do i look like someone penniless to yew? OF COURSE NOT!

"but yew just saw me paying at the counter! yew were standing right in front of the fucking counter, watching me taking out 300 notes from my purse (which is a guess btw) and handing it to the fucking cashier girl! how yew fucking dare to accuse me? do yew know who is my dad?!"

"sorry mademoiselle, no i dont know your dad but i still demand for your receipt. now."

with shaking hands (out of anger okaaaaaay!), i fished the crumpled receipts from one of those plastic bags and throwed it at him. hah serve him right! bah.

and that super long receipt of course shut his mouth.

"okay miss. we are sorry. you may go now." and the receipt was back into my hands.

i thought of creating a drama scene but as i was running out late so i decided to give him my killing stare and stomped of with my jimmy choo's.

wtf. aku kaya okaaaaaaay?!

such insults to my family and i. hmph.

fin.

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phew! it is so hard to become one of those bimbos rupa-rupanya.

++end of post disclaimer++

• the story above is just an exaggeration only. i am not that cocky in real. but yes, i can be that rude.
• i wanted to do an audio post on it but i dont think listening to a bimbo rant is that nice. don't you think so?
• the conversation wasn't that serious. i was blur most of the times.
• actually one egyptian reported me to the security because according to him i looked suspiciously conspicous while browsing the items. wtf.and the guy who reported about me wasn't satisfied because i was let off without punishments.
• my dad wasn't that somebody (as in VVIP lah!) as i claimed in the post.
  
• i didn't own any branded stuff as i claimed in the post.
• nor did i wear a shades in an indoor supermarket. i aint a freak!
• but i do own that guess watch. heh.
  
• and my outfits was nice that day. so oh well.
• lastly, sumpah i bukan bimbo okaaaaaaaaaaaay!

note: i will be away in qalioub celebrating raya haji with my foster family so comment(s) will be replied once i get back to cairo. in the meantime you can check out more stupid securities stories here.

life's like that

CRAPPINK:
i sent a sms asking an egyptian friend when would our feast for the qurban will begin and this was her reply:

"hi pinksterz, it doesn't matter actually. you can even start tomorrow (sunday) becuz it is totally up2u. happy feast to u!"

and that left me feeling super -_______-"
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you are suddenly craving for brownies.

you go to the cafe.

together with the book you are currently reading.

and just when the brownies is served at your table, you decide to pay and leave the place.

because you just dont feel like eating it anymore.

#4 she...

...thinks that this is written about her.

seventh heaven TAG

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*on msn*
x: pink doesn't know what is tiger show. it has nothing to do with animal ler...
pinksterz: then? me is innocent mah xD
x: ask calv
pinksterz: shrekkkkkkkkkkkkkkk tell me!
calv: wat?
pinksterz: tiger show ape? O_o
calv: see how tiger walking around doing tricks

-___-"

p.s. calv always prefers to be known as shrek :P
p.p.s. and do check their sensous xmas elves' dance HERE
p.p.p.s. i had figured out what is tiger show ok?!
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tagged by my fairygod grandmudder

rules:
each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. people who are tagged need to then report this on their own blog with their 7 things as well as these rules. they then need to tag 7 others and list their names on their blog. they are also asked to leave a comment for each of the tagged, to let them know that they have been tagged and to read the blog.

so here goes:

1. pinksterz is a girl
2. she has two eyes
3. and one nose
4. and one mouth
5. and two ears.
6. she is in her second year for medicine course
7. she is in egypt.

DONE!

(...)






what? why are you giving me that look?

the above are FACTS on me okay?!






haha. ok lah. representing...

the seven real, unknown facts on pinksterz

(wtf. firefox autospell wants to convert pinksterz to prankster!)

#1
when pinksterz was six years old she got problem pronouncing words with s. like laksa it would end up as lakcha. and once when her family stayed in hotel perkasa in sabah (i think it is in labuan, forgot already) when someone asked her the hotel name she would cutely say per-ka-cha.

#2
pinksterz was never the 'it' girl during her primary school years and her first two years in high school. in fact she was the outcasted one (think of jenna from 13 going on 30) and she remembered during her primary years, she only got one friend back, an indian girl who was outcasted as well as she was the only indian in the whole school. and the reason for that was because pinksterz wasn't that attractive or the same as the confident girl who you know nowadays at that time. and years later, during some random days, those very same people who had the luck to bump into her again in odd places like a ramlee burger stall or mid valley would only manage to stare at her speechlessly.

...or in the case of some girls - "seriously, you are The Pinksterz in 6 Cemerlang? how on earth you become like this?"

#3
pinksterz took four whole years to really forget her first ever real crush. the story was she and this boy got eyes for each other but the boy was stupid enough to get himself trapped with another girl which was actually a good friend of pinksterz. so pinksterz decided to play faithful, good friend and forget about that guy.

however two years after she managed to cure her "not so broken heart", she found out that the girl and the boy didn't get along either.

#4
when pinksterz was 17 years old, she had once overheard a couple making out and having sex as she was unfortunate enough to be put into the same room as them. they were thinking that she was in a deep sleep.

#5
pinksterz never sticks long to any hobby or interest.(exceptance for reading in this case which got stuck to her since she knew the abc). she was known to collect keychains, stamps (i was seven so i was brainwashed by our stupid text book on how cool it was to collect stamps), water bottles, notebooks, wrapping papers, etc etc.

and sadly this habit also apply to her love life. the longest relationship she ever had is 8 months.

#6
the great pink one also has her future all planned dreamt up. she wants to work in a cool private hospital as a surgeon, have an affair with a hot male doctor, make money and become super rich, buy a land and build her own mansion, own a black porsche carrera 911 (yes the old model), travel around the world and open a boutique to fulfill her other dream as a fashion designer.

oh pinksterz also wants to start her own charity body too because it seems like the most appropriate thing to do since every rich people out there is doing it. so everytime she makes a donation she will have all the medias to photoshoot and/or interview and/or publicise her.

#7
and lastly, despite the facebook craze that has taken over the internet among the 'cool and in crowds', pinksterz can proudly say that she is still not addicted to it. in fact she seldom check her facebook (seldom as in once a day only! unlike you people facebook addicts!). any invitation that has been sent to her is completely assured to be ignored so it is pointless for you people to forward her any invites no matter how tempting the applications seem to her.

however once in a while, when she gets fed up receiving too many x me notifications, she will spam attack back those people.

so in short she is trying to tell you people: STOP. INVITING. HER. WITH. THOSE. STUPID. APPLICATIONS!!!

fin

and as this one is a tag that makes you people confessing your past, i am tagging:

teneneng boi
jakunyatz
nee nee cokolat celup
my cbox smileys' stealer :P
ichitaka

ok lah, five is enough. but if you feel like doing it let me know in the comment and i will add your link! let me know your deepest secrets okay?!

off to bed finally. chop! chop!

you are sugar and spices to my cooked up day

CRAPPINK:
on my way back home, i saw two dogs shagging and making out. too bad i was too tired to snap a picture of that.

sigh.
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i didn't know what made me do it but i simply texted back to you telling how stoned i was at that moment after a whole fucked up day.

and your replies really made my day.

wtf i am still smiling until now.

makan telur goreng kosong as dinner pun jadi sedap when i think about it.

i don't belly dance

CRAPPINK:
i was so high, i felt like humping youtube because finally i can write this post because youtube finally behaved itself last nite and let me uploaded all the videos.

youtube! i heart you! *smooches*
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i had the chance to go for a cruise along nile river when my parents were in egypt last time.

it was a buffet dinner with culture shows package by the nile cruise.

the cruise began at 11.00 pm sharp just like it stated in the passes and we almost missed it due to being late (again!) but no i am not going to state the reason again here. because i am sure you people can already guess it by now. *whistle*

anyway, the night began with the buffet dinner!

what i ate

spot the stuffed capsicum on the left? that was mahsyi, one of my fave egyptian's food

the food weren't that awesome but i guess it was acceptable. with a lotsa varieties from egyptians to western to italiannies, the dinner was quite impressive. but that wasn't the main reason i begged my parents to come for a nile cruise.

while people were dining, we were entertained with cotemporary egyptians songs sang by a duet which i couldn't even understand except when it came to the chorus....

the singers

...because the chorus only consisted of 'i love you baby' so that was why.

but the performance wasn't the main reason i forced my dad to come for a stupid boring two hours of cruising along the river!

it was...

EGYPTIAN BELLY DANCING!

anyway the show continued with another cultural dance and it was actually my favourite among all for the night!

i named it as the spin dance

okay before you proceed with watching the second video, please excuse the horizontic (is there such word?) video.

okay don't understand what i mean by 'horizontic'? nevermind, just continue watching then...

when he came to our table i was totally star strucked quite speechless hence the super closed shot. and at that time the assigned photographer from nile cruise decided to snap the moment without asking us first and he sold to us the picture for 40 egyptians pounds! grrrrrrrrr......!!!!!!

well, at least the picture turned out nice. luckily.

and for the final performance the same lady who danced in the belly dance came out again for a closing.

and this post also means my egypt travel posts series has officially ended.

err...unless i decide to discover more places during winter holiday in january.

other posts in my egypt travel adventure (in reading order):

• the journey began...
• come touch the pyramids with me
• the alexandria trip
• the red sea in dahab
• watching sunrise from the top of mount sinai

watching sunrise from the top of mount sinai

CRAPPINK:
"i wish my bulu ketiak is emo so it can cut itself" - cassandra anne or also known as cassy.

spotted in her friendster profile, this is officially the best line of the week! LOL.

p.s. sorry no link is provided as i don't even ask for her permission to post this.
p.p.s. but i doubt she will know anyway as she doesn't even know my blog link! HAH!
p.p.p.s. bulu ketiak = armpit's hair in case you still can't figure it out :P
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i am was on top of the world!

yippee!

or at least my new adidas sneakers was.

anyway we headed straight to mount sinai from dahab and for the first time ever mr fuad was punctual on time.

or maybe he learnt his lesson already :P

we reached the mountain site a wee earlier so we headed to a coffee shop for a cup of tea to warm up. man it was cold even at the sea level! and i was wearing two layers of sweaters and my long johns. even the tea got cold in less than five minutes.

anyway we returned back to the site and grabbed our second guide to climb up the mountain as the egyptians insisted on it for our own safety (kononnya) but somehow that n00b guide misled us in the first two kilometres. sesungguhnya itu adalah sangat wtf sekali.

the weather was good, no sign of rain haha of course lah no rain, it is egypt hello?

anyway nothing much to be told during the going up the journey because;

• first it was night
• so obviously night means dark
• there was no source for light surely
  
• except from the full moon
• so how can you people expect me to take pictures?

however one thing worth to be mentioned here.

we were the second group to reach the top! and it was my very first time to climb a mountain without any training and i beat others professional mountaineers there.

the reason: we used camels

actually there was a little bit of drama when we were bargaining with those camels' owners. no nothing like forcing them to let us to ride their beloved camels, the service is always available there for lazy beginner climbers like us.

or someone who doesn't want to ruin her new peach adidas sneakers bought specially for this activity in my case. *smile sheepishly*

everything was going on fine when the adults were discussing the price but i was stupid enough to hold the torch to my face because i wanted to camwhore a la ju on while waiting (which in my defense, i can only say i was bored at that time) and those egyptians realising for the first time that i was actually a young lady (as if my boobs weren't big enough *eyeroll*)

and they got the power over us.

they used me by pulling me forward and forced me to go on a camel and my gang (that were my dad and mr fuad) sensed defeat had to agree to their price.

and the journey began. with me singing out through the night to kill the silence.

we reached the top at 4.40 am in the morning and although i know i have mentioned this above but i don't care as it is my blog and i can write whatever i want so i am forcing this again down your throat no matter what are you thinking right now.

WE WERE THE SECOND TO REACH THE PEAK!

and we got ourselves the best spot to watch the sunrise! :D

dad instantly fell into a sleep while our mr fuad left us to don't-know-where while our egyptian tour just waited with us being quiet. i made a conversation attempt and he turned out to be quite a nice chap known as husin. and i offered him some of our food considering that my dad wasn't hungry as he was more interested in catching some winks.

while waiting for the sun to rise, i figured the setting of my camera to get the nicest shot and in the end the battery was almost dying. cis!

finally at 5.15am the sun began to show itself.

i took hundreds of pictures of the sunrise but as i am a very understanding and considerate person, i won't be forcing you to look at all of them until you gonna get sick if you were to see the sun again. so here are the best among the best but it was captured in the middle of the sunrise:

hallo egypt *yawn*

the shy sun - zoomed like to the max

aaaah...

beauty = nature
nature = pinksterz
so, pinksterz = beauty

getting bright

getting brighter

getting more brighter

i am fully awake now - mr sun

and after that i moved my attention to capture some of the views from the top of mount sinai (OMG I WAS ON THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN!!!!11111111)




and when we decided to go down the sun was already fully shining but it was still bloody cold.

let me burn you babeh. not. - mr sun again

oh i forgot to mention about the ten stops during the journey up. in each stop there was one coffee shop selling cuppa of coffee at super ridiculous high price. the rate of the price is proportional to your altitude. -_-

we decided to warm ourselves first before we began our journey down and the best choice the coffee shop at the tenth stop.

the coffee shop

no need to ask us for the price. it caused my dad to fork out nearly fifty egyptian pounds for four small cups of tea.

and i finally figured out why when i got out of the coffee shop...

one frappucino please!

it was starbucks coffee!

now we can go online on top of a mountain too! anytime, anywhere! hahahaha!

and we started our walking down. yes we were walking down because obviously by some law of physics or something, walking down doesn't require much energy as climbing up.

the route downward.
and when it is looked upwards it is known as the route upward.

after five hours of walking down (and putting much resistance to my urinary bladder as there were no toilet on the way) finally we reached the bottom. what a relief to my bladder me!

yay! eh...where's the toilet?

after a quick wash (and emptying our bladders!), we drove to another historical spot situated near to mount sinai - golden calf and it is in the history of moses.

for the story on the golden calf click HERE.

moving on, can you spot the calf in this pic? *wink wink*

where's the calf?

c'mon. it is not that hard?!

i will go paint my nails or something while you try to spot the calf ok?

(...)

ho-hum. are you done?


so here is the answer:

that. was. the. calf? - you

i know because that was exactly my expression when mr fuad finally showed me the 'calf' with his exasperated expression. and it was right in front of me. -___-

just tell me people how many of you spot that calf? (yeah, aku memang tak puas hati lagi sebab telah dihumiliatekan)

i bet none! hmph.

and with that final humiliation, we went back to busy cairo.

a note to myself

the red sea- taken on the way back from dahab and sinai

just remember that you are not alone.

they are always there for you.

love and friends.

but you are just too blind to see them.

the wait

i remembered how it felt like last time.

to wait outside, praying non stop, staring at the door and wishing i was inside there to witness it and yet i was scared to enter even if i was allowed to do so.

looking at the watch every five minutes cursing the time for moving too slow.

pacing up and down the corridor.

changing seat.

the anxious feeling.

the quiet surrounding.

it was bad. real bad.

but it is worse when you are not there and you know it is happening on the other side of the world.

when england meets egypt

CRAPPINK:
i have create new labels for my posts. 'england makes easy' is for my encounters with english mistakes in my life and 'silly stunt' for those posts with me doing stupid cool things.
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remember this post of mine?

during my trip, i encountered these;




wonder who were their english teachers?

#3 she...

...wishes you are still the very same person she got to know months ago.

unfortunately, you change into a new one.