MIA due to Hol's!

Assalamualaikum. Heeeellloooooo! WHOAAAHH! It's been a long time I left you. How are you doing? Okay, I speak to my blog, so what?! My previous post was like damn bodoh. So, let's cut it off here. I'm now truthfully, let go of my brother to marry someone else. I am happy for them. Be a nice girl. Where were I missing in this couple of weeks huh? Jeng..Jeng..Jeng... I went for vacation!!! This time only me, my sister and her friend, Kak Rose. So basically, we are all girls and it's our first time being there. My parents especially my father, was not happy and he worried of our safety and thanks to allah, we managed to take care of ourselves there. Despite the earthquake that recently happened before our arrival, alhamdulillah nothing happened when we stayed there. Guess where it is?? BALI BALI BALI BALI!! I practically speaked what I'd learnt from all sinetrons I watched before. It was not that hard. Let me tell you the whole story okay. I went to KL by bus from Sungai Petani. I saw scary faces at Jalan Duta KL. I saw couple hugged like they were locked together. Eeeiyooww. I took a plane to Bali. In the plane, I met a guy who's very funny. He speak Malay and Indon but he is Indonesian. His face resemble Aaron Aziz Junior. Just that he's small and thin. Not so muscular. He did chicken dance in the plane to Italian couple because they didn't know what Nasi Ayam is. Chicken Dance on the plane Hokayyy. Funnaaayyy! I took a window side seat. But it's night so I can't see a thing. Just neon of lights and moon. We stayed at tune hotel the first day. We went to a bar/restaurant. I only drank coke. I saw people drunk. They dance like a WHORE. Deejay spins the club songs. But, it's cool. In front of us are the sea. So we can hear the waves and smell it. One waiter did flirted with me. Maybe he thought I'm 2o something. Hello, I'm still in high school hokayy. Hah, he asked where I stayed but I'm not that noob to answer all his questions dumbly. I cheated on him. For our own good. Our safety. We are GIRLS only. No man. That's why I'm afraid of. Second day, we hop to Puridukuh Villa. Linda is the owner. She's Australian but had stayed there for four years. I met Eka there. Eka was the one who guarded the villa. He looks like Jacob. Jacob Twilight. Drop dead. I'm gonna faint there. LOL. The pool there was super duper cool because we're the only guest there. So it was like THE POOL IS MINE! At night, when we were back from shopping at town, my sister asked me to ask Eka for an iron. It's just me and him. As I approached him, I heard him talking. Sad sad sad. It was his girlfriend. He already has a girlfriend. Hurmm. K Laa. :( The last day we went to Pat Mas Villa which is super exclusive. It was spacious and bloody big. Two bedrooms, one private pool, kitchen, pantry, living room..It was outdoors. Okay. We arrived there at 11.30 p.m. like that. My sister brutally go outside snap photos. I was like, err it;s midnight. The statue is everywhere. That Indian statue. Scary. Then I went outside too. Suddenly, my hair stands 90 degrees. K fine. I quickly switched on tv and watch sinetron Anugerah Cinta whatsoever. Kak rose and kak long is talking something. I was going to move my head to point towards them but my eyes catch a glimpse of  head. It was a lady. With  classic pin hair that looks like tradisional dancer.I REALLY THANKFUL TO ALLAH COS SHE DIDN'T FACE TOWARD ME, IF NOT I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO BED, COVER MY WHOLE BODY WITH BLANKET. MY SIS AND KAK ROSE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN WHY.  SUMPAH KECUT.MUKA PUCAT. I HONESTLY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. I just turn my head, keep watching Cinta Anugerah. Luckily, the guard came and he accompanied us to the pantry. Actually we want to boil water to cook maggi. But everyone's was so scared. That time I never told anyone yet because I know when I tell them, they maybe will hysteria or freakingly scared to death or worst run away from that villa. I keep saying to myself, STAY STRONG, REMEMBER ALLAH, ALLAH ALLAH. HE'S THE ALMIGHTY. K Then I just sleep. In Malaysia, only I have the gut to tell them and they was like, For real, and they do admit that place is like haunted massion. Not suitable for us which only three person in that super duper large villa. My disaster didn't end there. It continues at airport. You know what, we had spent all the money. We didn't know Indonesia charged for sevice. It's like 50-70 ringgit each person. WE DON'T HAVE ANY  MONEY LEFT. ATM IS ON MENSTRUATION. SO GO TO HELL WITH IT. I ran at the airport to look for a public phone here and there. I RAN OKAY. EVERYONE SAW ME. I FEEL LIKE IN AMAZING RACE. Fuck, the public telephone didn't accept coins. It only use CREDIT CARD. SO WHAT THE FUCK! So I just sit like a beggar waiting while my sister and her friend trying their best to get money. Alhamdulillah there's one kind stewardess who's willing to help us. My sis exchange account bank number.That's it our flight called us. We even cut the queue. And at the passpord check, Kak Rose's passpord went missing. Subhanaallah, I was like demm, thefuck. allah i want to go back homeeeee! So my sis decided it should be me catch the plane, tell them to wait for us. I took off my slippar and with the luggage, I ran the fastest I can. It's like in marathon. My aim was only, search for GATE 7. I do realized people watching me. I don't care. I feel like I'm in the movie/drama/hindustan/amazing race. When I reached Gate 7, god knows how I'm relieved and exhausted. The security only laughed at me. So does everyone, I guess. Then, kak rose's passpord had been discovered by the steward and I'm happy on the plane. On our way back to Malaysia, my plane was filled with good looking and keras steward not like before lembut alahai. So, I wanna pee cos I ran like hell, I went to bathroom, and the steward was, " No there's no loo here adik." I was like WHATTTT?!?! Then he senyum kambing. I want to kick him. Anyway I'm glad that I'm safely back to Malaysia and I wish my next vacation won't turn out like these. FIRST AND LAST ONE OKAY. Then, I stayed  five days at my sister's house in KL. Next, I flew to Langkawi to watch LIMA with dad, mom, adik and my cousin aiman+my sister. LIMA was massively AWESOME! The jets Zoom Zuupp Zappp Wowww! I met Ramli Sarip, Lan Typewriter and Bunkface(only hear their voice) . Tat's all I guess. My trip was not that sarcastically ruined.

IT WAS STILL GREAT!  I :

*Experienced body massage (naked) They only covered me with a piece of cloth. Kain Batik. THE HELL?! 

*Change my hairstyle to reggae/rasta. Then experienced hair loss like cancer patient.

*Running at paddy hill field in Bali. Dreaming I AM Julia Roberts in EAT.PRAY.LOVE

*Seafood dinner while watching the sunset. THE BEST SUNSET IN THE WORLD!

*Watching bikini's girls and shirtless boys by the beach. They surf. I want to surf too but no male guardian. 

*Hard Rock Bali, great!

*I watched Barongan, a theatre, where there's BABI HUTAN and KERA. Sumpah lawak. There's one part where IDK why but the kera's penis went upstraight! The foreigner behind me. " He is fucking him" I was like, close my eyes and ears. Don't want to experience this. 

*Tanah Lot. I fall from the rock. My blood bleed there. Till now the scar is still there. 

*Volcanoes Mount. It's like in switzerland. They should provide bungee jumping there.

Never-Had-A-Chance-I-Will-Go-In-Future : ULUWATU.

That's all about my so-called-vacation. I did had fun. Enjoyed it to the blast. But didn't met Chuck Bass. Lil bit down but I met Eka but he already has girlfriend. hurrrmmm. Hahaha. Anyway, what I know is, 

I WILL VISIT BALI AGAIN IN FUTURE!

I LOVE BALI MORE THAN EVER! 

i still can smell bali here. gosh, i'll be back to BALI.

I NEVER STOP LOVING BALI. <3

IDK HOW TO EXPRESS MY FEELINGS. LOOK AT MY POST. FISH, IT LOOKS LIKE AN OPEN ESSAY. Photos are with my sis and her friend. With me, NONE. Sorry. If I have, will upload it.
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                                 "IF AND ONLY IF YOU CAN FEEL WHAT I FEEL NOW".

P/S:  You should start saving, pack, and go for it! Bali is the best place for beach bummer! :))