Yes, I am officially a second year degree student.
Wohoo! And to celebrate the fact that we were now assignment-less for at least a month or so, Akil, Michelle, Nina, Cindy, and I had dinner at Thai Thai, Sunway Pyramid on Friday.
The siakap fish was scrumptiously delicious.
The green curry chicken was spicy yet deliriously tasty.
Judging from the smile of our faces, it was happy days all around.
But it was Sunday which brought the most excitement and cheer for this bunch of jaded and work-hardened Taylors kids.
We were off to Genting!
I mean after nearly 7 years of not setting foot in Genting Highlands, I have been there 3 times in the past 6 weeks, testament that when enjoyable times come, they come in droves and droves and droves.
Michelle Soh, Wong Woei, Kenneth, Sudhan, and Manpreet decided to join us on this fun trip, so yay us!
But I have a confession to make; I have motion sickness and height phobia to the max, so not only was the cable car journey horrendous, the bus ride up was awful as well due to the driver’s insistence on drifting with a bus, and most importantly, I could not go on rides which were fast, too high, or going round and round.
So the Space Shot was definitely out of the question.
But yeah, the rest seemed really up for it.
You have to salute Michelle Soh, while everyone else were sorta calming themselves and praying to God (read: Akil), she can still pose.
And you know what the best thing was? They went on it a second time after Cindy and Sudhan arrived (long story short: KTM screwed Sudhan over that morning, so what’s new?).
Oh, but I did go on the ferris wheel.
But even I thought it was boring and passe. All of us were dying to go out after the 3rd (of 5) rounds on that Godforsaken excuse for fun.
Then everyone but me went on the Cyclone.
Then they went on the Cockscrew (vulgar much?).
And then they went on the Pirate Ship.
You gotta give props to my friends, after all these rides, and not a single green face or ounce of nausea amongst them. I was already feeling queasy on the ferris wheel =p
We headed to First World Plaza for an overpriced but very satisfying lunch.
After walking around Dinosaurland and First World Plaza to digest our lunch, the gang was at it again, this time on the Human Coaster.
Scary much? You are suspended in mid-air, and your body is the roller-coaster. Extreme yo.
*Salute* The survivors of the Human Coaster, who can still afford a smile.
Oh, I almost forgot that they also went on the Spinner, TWICE.
But fear not, I also went for a rather extreme ride – the flume ride.
There are no pictures to prove that I did it (damn you dark and high ISO settings in the tunnel!), but all of Genting would have heard my screaming.
(Mid-stream before the first steep up-and-under)
Akil: I’m surprised you are going on this ride.
Me: Is it too late to back out now?
(Moments later, screams)
But yeah, totally awesome, I would do it again!
This Genting trip was near-flawless; everyone had plenty of laughs and fun, even me, the official photog of the trip. Sure I did not go on the rides and try anything extreme, but after countless rounds of puking even in windy roads, I know myself well enough to know that spinning, shooting up, cock-screwing, cyclone-ing, human coaster-ing are out of the question.
So, moral of the story, know yourself.
Go left or right; the road less taken is still a choice.
PS: Extremely funny post next. I kid you not.
Until then, can anyone say happy holidays?