I’m thinking of starting a second blog. The blog will be in bahasa Iban . Since I’m an Iban, why not….

My thoughts:

1. I feel that there are too little Iban Language blog.
2. Well it is really interesting to write in a language little people know. Hahahaha… malicious it is…
3. It will be based on wordpress.
4. Ultra simple interface…
5. maybe next year….
6. and finally…do this two looks like an Iban??? Hahahaha…

Ok I’m going to think about it la… I’m so free la now… my class already finish.. now waiting for FINAL EXAM…

Cheers…

Someone tell me it’s kimbap not kimbam, so I googled it and it is kimbap, Thanks reader barramundi for the correction

Last night we spend another evening in our pastor’s house. We have a dinner together. Samonim prepare Kimbap (not Kimbam) (same like sushi la but Korean version)

She give me one ….

OMG that is huge… this is what the Kimbap (not Kimbam) look like before you cut it. But she give me on big chunk of uncut kimbap (not Kimbam) to feast on….

I take A bite

Upon contact with the hard seaweed my tounge taste a salty taste from the seaweed. Biting further you feel the rice and finally you reach to the core of the kimbap (not Kimbam) where you have sausage, fried egg, vege and carrot. Taste really nice…. Better if I have some mayonise or mustard… or some chilli sauces.

BTW we can use this uncut Kimbap (not Kimbam) as a weapon also, as demonstrated by my friend here.

This is what it looks like when we cut it…

In order to serve you better, pejalai is proudly doing video also… click here to see the video ‘Making the kimbap (not Kimbam)’ *LINK IS DEAD

eating sushi now… post the pics maybe next week….you’ll be freaked… hehehe…

yeah.. everyone is going balik kampung.. even my fren Ubek at home already.. for me? nah…. just seat back and study for final…

If you haven’t notice yet… I change the banner in conjunction with the Hari Raya and Deepavali month Pejalai will use that banner until the end of Raya.

cheers…

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we are the next batch of people hit by the numa numa fever… hehehehe….
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we are soo yesterday.. hehe

Remember the Wah Yan? Today I decided to try the BBQ pork rice. To make thing easier I decided to “tapau” or take-away the rice.

Interestingly, it comes with this plastic container not your usual white Styrofoam take-away container. Maybe the container price add 50 cent to the over all price.

The packaging is neatly packed and they even give this complimentary chili sauce that tasted heavenly . All this for RM 4. Quite a steep pricing … But the taste is worth it la..

The BBQ pork is neatly arrange inside and the fresh vege is quite fresh. On top of the BBQ pork they pour on the best tasting sauces. (I think the proprietor have some secret recipes for the sauces) They tasted ….. heavenly

Oh my.,.. I’m hungry la writing this entry..

Written on 23/10

You know what?
Of course you don’t know la… hehehehe….

Today I wake up
Brush my teeth…
And head to Church…

Arriving at church, I take charge as the ‘penyambut tetamu’ before a friend (a nice girl) take over from me. Phew…. being an anti-social is hard when you need to have eye contact with your ‘tetamu’.

Heck… moves on…
I realized that another friend is absent…. WTH??? She usually comes earlier than me.

Send an sms: “ wei.. wake up, you come to chc or not?”
Reply: “not feeling well, maybe come later “

That’s the end of that scenario…

Seated next to a hot girl during the mass is well… …..err……….disturbing..

I learn a new Sabah word called “Tengiang” (pronounced te-ngiang). Ironically tengiang is what they call a monkey that is anti-social (usually this monkey is a male, strong and like to live alone. It always challenges the alpha male). Darn…… someone is laughing already…..

Today I had the best salad dressing ever… Thank you to aunty Rebecca

Further down….

A friend is having some problem… crying and hugging our samonim. I seem to understand her (a girl again) problem. Well sometime love seems to be very-very-very complicated…… I know a little bit about the problems because I was once caught in the middle (not as the problem-maker la). Seeing her crying, I feel the need to console her as I have seen someone I love crying for the same matters…. somebody know who…

But the nature of being a boy is limiting from hugging her la… I say something and tap her shoulder… I can’t console her more because at this situation words just don’t have any effects, just need to let it be… and time will heal it… I wish HER a strong heart and take care!!
Notes: If you somehow know who I’m talking about please let her remain anonymous.