Kota Kinabalu 17 Apr - 20 Apr

We made our way to Queens Street to board a bus to JB's custom. From there, we had to take another bus to Senai Airport. We chose to go via JB as it's siginificantly cheaper than flying off straight from Singapore.

17th April:
After arriving at Kota Kinabalu, we hailed a cab and went to Masada, where we stayed for a night before embarking on our journey to the mountains!

We had our dinner nearby at some local coffeeshop. Food was not bad but pretty oily. After our dinner, we all headed back to wash up and prepare for next day.


18th April:
I didn't sleep well; in fact it felt like i didn't even sleep at all. I am a light sleeper and there were people snoring in my dorm! Plus, around 5am i heard some prayer chants which was kinda loud. It went on for quite some time and i decided to just get off my bed as the alarm went off around 515am. We had to be ready by 6am as the bus will reach at 615am.

Journey to the mountains took about 2 hours.

We reached and we got our packed lunch that consisted of 3 triangular sandwiches, an apple and a bottle of water. The guides passed each of us a bottle of oxygen spray to use when climbing up the summit.

We were then driven in a separate car to the starting point and from there, we embarked on our journey to Laban Rata. It took us about 6 hours as we set off around 10am and reach around 4pm. There are 7 shelters along the way, where we stopped for a quick rest.

The Map

muddy paths after raining

Rocky paths that seemed never ending

Finally, at Laban Rata

a pic of us!

View of the higher part of kinabalu

At Laban Rata, it's significantly colder! I didnt take a shower as the water is REALLY COLD. Like icy cold. My bf brought along a packet of wet wipes and i'm really glad he did :)

Dinner was at 430pm and we were all expected to sleep around 8pm as we had to set off at 230am SHARP the following day, in order to catch the sunrise.

I tried to sleep around 6+ pm, however, me being a light sleeper had trouble sleeping AGAIN. As the others started to fall asleep, i heard snores coming from different directions. It sounded like i was in a frog farm.

19th April:
I managed to drift in and out of sleep but plugging in my in-ear earphones to block out the noise. I woke up around 130am and i felt HORRIBLE! I had an awful throbbing headache and felt feverish! Apparently, i'm not the only one to feel this way. I think we had altitude sickness. We all went down to have supper/breakfast to refuel before the climb to the summit. I had no appetite at all and felt nauseous. I had a tummyache and vomited after. I did feel better after vomiting and so we all went on to start the climb in the dark. This is when our head torches came in handy!

It was actually quite tiring and tough as we climbed higher - the never ending steps and stairs with the thin air. I had to stop quite a bit to catch my breath. Some parts of the rope climb was quite scary and we had to be very careful as once you let go of the rope you'll fall off or roll down the mountain. There are no railings or barriers to stop you from falling over.

We reached the 8km mark around 545 maybe? I was in pain then. My calves and thighs, each step felt so heavy! My chest felt tight and i had to use the oxygen spray a couple of times. I didn't make it to the summit as it was REALLY steep!!! I wanted to give up about 500m away but my bf and his sis kept urging me to move by taking a step at a time. I dragged myself about 200m to 300m more and found a spot with scenic views to rest and take in the sunrise.

Sunrise~

That's when it happened. My bf proposed to me. I kinda lacked in emotions as i was really drained (considering that i vomited earlier and with the lack of rest) and in pain as my toes were numbed till it hurt. I laughed and giggled like a little girl, unfamiliar to such a situation and i remember thinking "omg, what do i do now". It was unexpected as months ago i asked if he was gonna propose in Kinabalu under the night sky filled with stars and i went on to say it's better not to in case i dropped the ring etc. HAHA. He then told me he haven't looked for any rings yet and i believed him as his exams are in May. Sneaky fella.

Around 8am, we all made our way down back to Laban Rata as we had to check out by 1030am, else we had to pay another RM100 as a penalty.

We then continued to make our way down, back to where we started. We reached around 4pm; took us about 6 hours. My fiance (LOL) and i went to the the Mt Borneo's lodge to pick up lunch for the rest of us as the restaurant's lunch buffet ends at 430 pm.

We then took the 6pm bus back to the city and had dinner at Marrybrown and a massage after dinner! All of us washed up packed our stuff and got ready for bed as our flight was around 10am the next morning from JB.

This will be a trip that i will never forget. For i experienced so many different kinds of feelings.
:)

Metabolism rate, please increase.

I didn't used to believe that metabolism rate affects how fat we get.
Maybe because since young i was blessed to be skinny, or maybe i was involved in high activity sports like ballet, netball, swimming, running and jumping around.

So now, many yearsss after.. when i'm no longer so active.. stiffened bones, lesser time spent outdoors so as to avoid the sun (hoping that no new freckles will greet me one day).. voila! I've become flabby. The heaviest i've been in my whole life so far.

Now, i'm trying to exercise regularly.. yoga,gym and run weekly.. and the main culprit is.. FOOD.
NOOOOoOOOoOOO.

So anyway, one of my resolutions for 2014 is.. to lose the flab and get  feel FAB! woohoo.

i need to be really determined to eat clean.. but it's kinda difficult as i tend to just indulge with the bf over the weekend. RARR.

EAT CLEAN
EAT CLEAN
EAT CLEAN

That's why i bought a happycall pan! To prepare my own healthy meals.
I shall and MUST ask the bf to work with me and try it out for a month.

After a 3 years hiatus...

Well, here i am, doing this at work again.

I forgot this blog existed; till i decided to log in to read what i had posted before..
i saw one particular post about me, having the urge to leave.. aannnddd i'm still here. HAHA. boo.

So many things have changed over the years. Sadly i'm aging.

WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH MY LIFE.
HOLY SHIT BALLS.

What happened over the past few years:
- took my Bsc
- graduated late last year
- still together with the bf and we are gonna hit our 4th year soon.
- still stuck in the same job, wanna make a switch ASAP. SHORTLIST ME PLS. i'm still waiting for THE call.

Just recently, i started to think back about my past relationships; what i experienced and learnt from it.
I wondered and tried to imagine how different my life would be now, if i had chose not to give up/give them a chance. The thing is, what i imagined in my head may not be reality because people change over the years.
Someone who was nice and docile 8 years ago, may be impatient, arrogant and cocky now. Who knows?

I'm sure i, myself have changed over the years too. From someone who was quick to end my previous relationships and not giving second chances, to someone who does not give up so easily now. Sometimes, Karma really is such a bitch. I've had an ex.. who was really compatible with me in communication wise. He talked to me nicely when i pissed him off etc.. and i really felt we did bond better after that little talk. That was the first and last time i've had such a feeling after similar talks now.

Funny thing is, now, i'm the one who does the talking-things-out nicely as my bf is someone who doesn't know how to express himself well.

Well, over the years we all learn. No one is perfect. My bf isn't. I am not. The good thing is, he's able to take the crap i give him when i'm PMS-ing; Girls should know this damn well. It's like we suddenly get over-paranoid over the slightest thing. I admit, i'm not one who you'd wanna mess with when im having PMS. HA-HA. So, in order not to get into a fight, my bf just tends to ignore me when i'm in the crazy phase. Then i get pissed. Because he's ignoring me. LOL. You see!! PMS, WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS.

Also females, they think alot. One of the questions i've been thinking about is.. How do you know if he/she is THE ONE? My answer is, I DON'T KNOW. I really don't. Sometimes, I think it's more like.. you make that someone, THE ONE. You decide to stay with this someone, through thick and thin. Also, not to give up as much as at times you really feel like it. If both of us have this common understanding and goal, i'm sure we will be THE ONE for each other.

Believe.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

But where there are prophecies, they will cease;
where there are tongues, they will be stilled;
where there is knowledge, it will pass away.

I told you how i felt, or what bothered me.. so that i can just "clear" the air.
Never did i know it actually affected you in a way that it accumulated and caused you to be pissed.

If there were no questions, i wouldnt have asked.

You said not to question your every action, ok i wont.

I will not bring up anything that bothers me, neither will i be affected if you are going away on a short trip with your friends during your one week holiday while i have school the whole of that week, nor will i comment much on any other stuff.

You asked if i was fine, i lied.
I didn't feel fine.

I just felt sad or horrible.
I cried while i was messaging you;
cried myself to bed.

I will just focus on my upcoming test and school work and next week's 6 days straight of school after work, while you can have fun having dinner or playing lan games or going to sisters island for 2d 1n.

No comments.

This year, there was no "happy birthday" from my father.

Over-reaction or under-reaction?

To have a reaction is a sign that one is valued,
even if it is an over-reaction.

"Under-reaction" implies there's no more worth in putting time, effort or emotion in something anymore, which is sad.