back log
there are so many things going on that i cant seem to get time enough to blog about everything. so a quick finish on the travelog....... went to uni of malaya impressed the hell out of them ,
their comment in return was "frankly speking all of you belong to the elite class because you dont get many people who are that educated in paki land". of course we denied it, well the part of the uneducated people in paki land bit, see the way i see it only we pakis can say bad things abt our place no one else, its a simple rule like i can beat my sister but if you try it i will break your hands.......
so then got some desi guys calling us up in our rooms asking where us princesses were from, then ofcourse our friend who is much older than us had to pretend to be our mom to stop the phone calls and make a complaint.....oh and did i mention that i saw a man exactly like ati bhai and i totally stalked him, only his eyes were a different colour..... ok so then it was the malaysian cultural program , ok call me a loser because i turned away from the door
once i smelt the nasty thai food..... i still shudder when i think of that smell....
oh then there was the kualalampur city tour and we went to the kings palace and we got weird chineese men coming up to us and asking if they could take pictures with us and when we said no the quickly zoomed in their cameras and snapped the pics and ran away, we figured poor people must really be mesmerized by our bigggggggg eyes hahah and then we went to the museum but emmm me and a friend of mine slept through the rest of the tour,
the museum was relatively good with their history depicted by a collage of sorts made by baby tiles
and there were also sepictions of various cultures, the funny thing is whenever they depicted paki land, a girl was standing in servitude whereas the boy was being patted on the shoulder...chauvanists...then we planned to go to genting highlands to the amusement park, well you know how crazy i get when i see amusement parks, on the way we stopped at the peuter facory, thats sort of a special metal which cools and heats very quickly and is used to make cups and various decoration pieces
so then taking the fastest cable cars in malaysia crossing the 7000 years old rain forest
we reached fun central GENTING HIGHLANDS
and ofcourse we couldnt do without making a scene at the bus stop where our professor was late we delayed the whole bus but still had to leave it then sit on the bus stop like beggars and wait for the next bus and hope that it had 20 seats in it which were free....it was freezing in the highlands and ofcourse we had to go in that log ride and then our professors kaftan was sverely misused..a bandana, a shawl, a regular kaftan, like a jacket and also like a blanket and finally like a towel and a mop......so then while we were going back to thailand ofcourse i got bored and had to start drawing tattoos for everyone, i didnt count on weird chineese well whats with the chineese people, well i didnt count on them stopping in the aisles and wanting me to tattoo them to eghh!!!
so then it was back home and ahhhhhhhh the smell, the people, my dad standing on the airport. waiting for my mom and sisters to come back from hunza so that i could open za bags with presents ...... the daal chawal which i had told baba to get cooked while i was at the bangkok airport, amir ali our cook , somone to iron and wash my clothes and my own bed :) alhamdullilah it was a great trip, i have missed so many things out of this because well i guess nobody wants to read what i did :) so salam my cousin from jordan has been here along with hbiddy and ismoomsi from i town.... we cooked lebaneese food yum yum.......... we also went bowling and i being the eldest had to control the lil kids well more like they had to control me , but thats what i am all about being CRAZY
their comment in return was "frankly speking all of you belong to the elite class because you dont get many people who are that educated in paki land". of course we denied it, well the part of the uneducated people in paki land bit, see the way i see it only we pakis can say bad things abt our place no one else, its a simple rule like i can beat my sister but if you try it i will break your hands.......
so then got some desi guys calling us up in our rooms asking where us princesses were from, then ofcourse our friend who is much older than us had to pretend to be our mom to stop the phone calls and make a complaint.....oh and did i mention that i saw a man exactly like ati bhai and i totally stalked him, only his eyes were a different colour..... ok so then it was the malaysian cultural program , ok call me a loser because i turned away from the door
once i smelt the nasty thai food..... i still shudder when i think of that smell....
oh then there was the kualalampur city tour and we went to the kings palace and we got weird chineese men coming up to us and asking if they could take pictures with us and when we said no the quickly zoomed in their cameras and snapped the pics and ran away, we figured poor people must really be mesmerized by our bigggggggg eyes hahah and then we went to the museum but emmm me and a friend of mine slept through the rest of the tour,
the museum was relatively good with their history depicted by a collage of sorts made by baby tiles
and there were also sepictions of various cultures, the funny thing is whenever they depicted paki land, a girl was standing in servitude whereas the boy was being patted on the shoulder...chauvanists...then we planned to go to genting highlands to the amusement park, well you know how crazy i get when i see amusement parks, on the way we stopped at the peuter facory, thats sort of a special metal which cools and heats very quickly and is used to make cups and various decoration pieces
so then taking the fastest cable cars in malaysia crossing the 7000 years old rain forest
we reached fun central GENTING HIGHLANDS
and ofcourse we couldnt do without making a scene at the bus stop where our professor was late we delayed the whole bus but still had to leave it then sit on the bus stop like beggars and wait for the next bus and hope that it had 20 seats in it which were free....it was freezing in the highlands and ofcourse we had to go in that log ride and then our professors kaftan was sverely misused..a bandana, a shawl, a regular kaftan, like a jacket and also like a blanket and finally like a towel and a mop......so then while we were going back to thailand ofcourse i got bored and had to start drawing tattoos for everyone, i didnt count on weird chineese well whats with the chineese people, well i didnt count on them stopping in the aisles and wanting me to tattoo them to eghh!!!
so then it was back home and ahhhhhhhh the smell, the people, my dad standing on the airport. waiting for my mom and sisters to come back from hunza so that i could open za bags with presents ...... the daal chawal which i had told baba to get cooked while i was at the bangkok airport, amir ali our cook , somone to iron and wash my clothes and my own bed :) alhamdullilah it was a great trip, i have missed so many things out of this because well i guess nobody wants to read what i did :) so salam my cousin from jordan has been here along with hbiddy and ismoomsi from i town.... we cooked lebaneese food yum yum.......... we also went bowling and i being the eldest had to control the lil kids well more like they had to control me , but thats what i am all about being CRAZY


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