Dirty Sunday. That's what I like to call my Sundays. The day I can care less about anything, including hygiene and especially work. Call me pig, I don’t care. My tushie print on my bed remains visible till the next day to be more accurate. I have to admit I’ve been caught up with work lately and many are not kept. However, I’m dealing with it slowly. Each one at a time till i profess the necessity of multi tasking and multi promises. Since 3 weeks ago, my time is devoted for Uni, work and love ones. I’ve been engaged with dance practices every Saturdays and Tuesdays for my graduation night. Every other day is for work. On Sunday is my dirty day.
As for my trip to Temburong, I owe story details to you especially Afiif! Too bad I don’t have pictures, but i'll get a hold of them some day. My two day trip on the Outward Bound Brunei will be my pride and joy. I survived and came home in one piece. I kayak for 17km, climbed up the Canopy and do my number 2 honorably. There was nothing to complaint about except the unfamiliar bugs and lizards. I could just cringe every time I think about it. Saw a croc on the way back to Bandar. Mosquitoes? Leaches? Takut dorang nyamu! Every hour I’ll spray myself with insect repellant and cover myself with minyak kapak. Honestly, I think they have some sort of sensor that can sense a fully equipped tracker. Inda pulang ku kan cabul, karang kesana ku lagi abis ku kana urungi. To Rabz and Afiif, there's no enough mosquitoes and leaches that can suck me dry! TRUST ME! :pp
Well, I leave you all for now.
Bye
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