Today. Yes today.. I woke up 6 am. Argh…

My family and me visit my granpa and granma grave site. The grave is just a couple of km from my house and we need to walk a lil bit. When we reach the grave our first fear is to find the tomb being raided. But thank God nothing happen but there is sign showing that there is a try to raided the tomb.

There is nothing valuable there. It’s just another simple Iban’s grave yard. Well we (the whole longhouse) clean the grave every year during this time of year. I do little weeding around the grave compound.

After the visit, a friend come to my house, he is selling wild boar, RM 12 per Kg. Yummy… And he also sell ‘kasam babi’ (wild boar meat marinate in salt)and it smell like hell. If a mat salleh smell it, he sure run 5km away.

After that we do little shopping, cushion shopping exactly. We check out a new Furniture shop called Federal. I was spoiled by the variaty of choices. But the price tag make me………..hm…

Now I’m thinking the sofa that they buy is not suitable too big for our room.

I’m bored.

For a couples of day ago I noticed that Police Patrol car is going up and down the road in front of my house. There is like 3 cars patrolling. Just now there are two patrol car flashing their lights (beautiful blue flashing lights, wished my Gen3 have one) and turning on their sirens. So loud, I thought there have been an accident again.. duh…

My neighbour even complains about the road blocks that she have to pass every morning for the past few days. My gosh what happen to Sarikei. Maybe there is a very dangerous criminal hidding in Sarikei but the local authorities hide the truth because they trying to avoid panic. I’m so paranoid. I even thought my Uni have a secret nuclear missiles silo (what an imagination).

But one simple explanation is Gawai Dayak celebration. Today is when all the schools clean their classes, teachers from “ulu” area travel to town and home, family travel from as far as Kuching to Lawas and the traffic on Trans-Borneo highway increase.

That is the gawai feeling that I feel every year. But the feeling is different every year. I wonder why?

More post about Gawai celebration to come (dedicated specially to Ibans who is abroad now). Tommorrow we (my family) are going to do some “gotong-royong” cleaning our house.

Cheers.

you ask for it. you got it.

lampu ku


like real?

and the relay mod check my other post down there somewhere.

my new so called 68000rpm motor. fast.

so.. come… buy gen3.

zab I need this exact wheel. I want the same colour. Please help me.

darn… I keep posting all the pain and sorrow I gone through.
Today my father and me paint the kitchen. Now the kitchen is 75% finish. Tomorrow I will finish everything.

Up until now. the paint cost already reach RM1000++ darn. so much money..for a paint.

I was reading this site by a field researcher and she sure have a really good imagination. Can you imagine bats doing research about homo sapiens.

Oh.. look.. the bat is doing a research on a homosapien. The homosapien is suffering from sleeping disorder.

Note: The pic is toooo large..

Oh.. my gosh the bat is doing her blog.
Web log: Today when I was on the field doing my research about homosapien I saw a very sad thing. One of the homosapien died because it was choked by the trapping net. That make me really sad today. Bla…bla…bla…

Nothing happen to me.

Just a little fever and some blocked nose.

I enter the emergency room and there sit two nurses. From their body language I know they are new a trainee. I ask them what to do (Since the emergency room have a new system.duh…) One of them smile and the other giggles. Duh.. WTF gurls? ( oo… they are girls) They asked for my card. Then the Medical Assistant come to check me.

The conversation goes like this(In Iban+Malay):

him: What wrong boy?
me: a little fever,cough, sorethroat and blocked nose.
him: hm.. (writing something using his all-wonder-doctor-handwritting)Come let me check your lung.
me: Ok.
him: How long?
me:two days already.
him: take this medicine. this is antibiotic..are you allergic to pennicillin?
me:no
him: here is cough syrup
me: ok.
him: finish your medicine.
me:ok thank you.

What wrong with the conversations? Nothing la. Just to show how standard a medical assistant will check you.

What I want to highlight here is the nurse. Man.. young nurse is hot. Using their all-fitting uniform. *drooling* You might say me so hamsap but who cares. I like to see nurses and infact I like to see womens in Uniform. Maybe that is why I watch J.A.G in astro.

To make things more embrassing is one of the trainee nurse is my old classmate and I dont even recognise her. #*(!&**&(&^ damn it.

Now she is thinking: That fredy is so %&^%%. He dont even recognise me.

Sorry Tracy(yes her name is Tracy). My father told me that the nurse is Tracy. Argh… Have I miss a freaking change to meet gurls? No..Yes…No… Argh… WTF..

cheers.
My lIfe is getting more depress now. sixthseal.com’s articles teach me to use benzodiazepin(correct spelling ka?) to relief my stress.