Finally, the day arrived and I'm back home after a very rushed packing. Yeah lar, after a mind-numbing 8 hours in the train, reaching Bandung at 8pm, reaching Jatinangor at 10pm, with nary a thing packed for home; you can imagine my kancheong-ness the night before departure. Anyhow, I'm HOME SWEET HOME *skipping happily*

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Erm, ok. I am out of juice here. What has BP air done to my brain??? Will post next time. With photos and stories about my trip to Jogjakarta (which is so pretty). I don't know why I even blogged this crap. Maybe to look more diligent and faithful a blogger than I actually am.

Ok, this is seriously crappy to the power of infinity. You shouldn't be reading this. Shoo. Good night. Zzzz...

P/S: There are police posts/booths all around BP and they are actually doing rounds!  Amazing....

It is ridiculous that my blog is left in an unattended state now that I'm so post-exam free, but was constantly being updated when I was so pre-exam and mid-exam stressed. Yes, I am contradictory like that.

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I'll be going to Jogjakarta tomorrow but my luggage is still unpacked. The kitchen floor is in utter mess but I just couldn't move a muscle to mop it. The bathroom needs scrubbing too. And I need to pack my bags to go back Malaysia on July 2. So much to do, so lazy to move. Sigh, where is the magic wand when you need it? Or a maid. Didn't people use to assure me I'll be living like a king in Indonesia with servants awaiting to be at my service? Liar! I became a maid here instead. Cook, wash, mop, sweep, clean, yada yada. I'm not complaining though. House work does help to burn fat and release stress. However, since there's no more exam there isn't any stress to release so please can someone get me a magic wand??????? Hmm, shuddup on the fat-losing part. I'm in denial that the fats and flabs on my body will disappear on their own miraculously.

Enough whining. Exam being over calls for a celebration. And celebrate in style we did. The few of us rented a car and went to this posh restaurant that overlooks the Bandung city for dinner. Not before screaming our lungs out in karaoke. Fine, dinner and karaoke don't sound very stylish, whatever. I'm very near sleep mode to think of words to bombasti-fy the two activities to impress you. On that note, please excuse the grammatical errors also.

The restaurant is called Valley, which is a misnomer since it is situated right atop a hill. I couldn't be wrong about this because I remember thinking 'Whoa, if I were to substitute Jason and drive this manual Avanza now, we'll be rolling down in no time.' So memalukan, my manual-uphill-driving skill.

Moving on. The food wasn't spectacularly delicious for the spectacularly expensive price tag (for poor students like yours truly) but I guess people pay for the view and ambience there.


I had the Sherry Tenderloin and Rainbow Juice (lame name but the mixture of honeydew, strawberry and soursop is a delight to the taste buds). When the waiter told me Sherry Tenderloin is meat marinated in alcohol (sherry), my eyes lit up and immediately ordered it. Key word: Alcohol. I'm a true blue Chinese in the sense that I love love LOVE when alcohol is used in cooking. Either that or I'm subconsciously an alcoholic.

12 hours without electricity yesterday. Thank goodness for JATOS, the only mall in the town. Thank you, JATOS. I will not forget how your generator helps when there's so much studying to do and the electric people decide to screw our life by cutting off the power supply prior to the big paper. To the electric people, *bleep* you. (no the *bleep* word doesn't start with an F, I'm more well-versed than that )

Thank goodness for foresight. Had I not bathed and washed my hair immediately after the black out, I'll be so cranky today I put menopausal mothers and grandmothers to shame. That said, I am still not to be riled until the water supply is back. And YES, I DID BRUSH MY TEETH THIS MORNING AND THE NIGHT BEFORE.