After the stress and depressing moment...

So,to conclude what happen after my final exam is over...i been going out more often and start reading some story book like twilight...which is not bad to me,as is something different about the vampires...as least is not like any other vampires movies where they got burn under sun or keep sucking blood in every human they met...

Now i have 3 week holiday until next month where i going to start my serious nerd ACCA study as it going to be damn hardcore...So,i better have fun while it last cos it may be my last fun until the next holiday start which is in June...haiz....

So,i've been to lookout point in Hulu Langat which was my 1st time there...And it was good,about the view and their foods too...will be going there more often as their view at night is beautiful but the road to lookout point is extremely scaring and freaking dark...For those who never drive in the darkness and be scare of it before,try go up to Lookout Point and i 100% sure u will definitely be scare after that...

Anyway,my family found this restaurant which is before lookout point.. This place is very hard to find but the food is really great there... especially their fish dishes which is so fresh and delicious...even my mom who don really like to eat fish also love the fish they cook there...like some ppl say,great foods come with great distances...hahaha...

Well,here a pic of how the place look like...

this the front entrance...it may look like crap but the food is the best..

This their farm,where they grow their own vege and fruits...

Some bananas tree and rice field i think...can't remember much...

some of their seat outside...

This how their restaurant look like...

for those who love to fish may sit here...

The fish in jail eventually become our foods...haha...

The freedom fishes that swim around the place....

Sorry,was busying eating the delicious food before i can remember to take a pic of the food..but i can't help it as it was too tempting for me to wait any longer...hehe...

Down this few pic i took from Lookout Point,to let u all see how beautiful it will be if it taken at night...

Nice not?try to imagine this at night..will be more beautiful...

I don know about u all,but this tree remind me of the movie twilight where Edward and Bella stand on the tree and continue chatting their moments away...hahaha...

Anyway,that all for today...will blog about my competition some other day cos i don have all the pic with me now...later...

The month of stress and depressing...

Hey,ppl....just a lil updated before i transform into a study freak nerd for 1 week and 2 day before my final exam...so,yeah....

Anyway,here something to....destress urself or make u laugh like mad for awhile...at least is something,right?

If you have raised kids, and gone through the pet syndrome, including toilet flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out LOUD!

Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet. Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was 'something wrong' with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in his room. 'He's just lying there looking sick,' he told me. 'I'm serious, Dad. Can you help?'

I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face and followed him into his bedroom. One of the little lizards was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed.

I immediately knew what to do. 'Honey,' I called, 'come look at the lizard!''Oh, my gosh!' my wife exclaimed. 'She's having babies.' 'What?' my son demanded. 'But their names are Bert and Ernie, Mom!'I was equally outraged.

'Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to reproduce,' I said accusingly to my wife. 'Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?' she inquired (I think she actually said this sarcastically!)

'No, but you were supposed to get two boys!' I reminded her, (in my most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth)'Yeah, Bert and Ernie!' my son agreed.

'Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know,' she informed me (Again with the sarcasm!).

By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it.'Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience,'

I announced. 'We're about to witness the miracle of birth.' 'Oh, gross!' they shrieked'Well, isn't THAT just great? What are we going to do with a litter of tiny little lizard babies?' my wife wanted to know.We peered at the patient.

After much struggling, what looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later.'We don't appear to be making much progress,' I noted.'It's breech,' my wife whispered, horrified.'Do something, Dad!' my son urged.'Okay, okay.'

Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug. It disappeared. I tried several more times with the same results.'Should I call 911?' my eldest daughter wanted to know.'Maybe they could talk us through the trauma.' (You see a pattern here with the females in my house?)'Let's get Ernie to the vet,' I said grimly.

We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap.'Breathe, Ernie, breathe,' he urged.
'I don't think lizards do Lamaze,' his mother noted to him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to me is one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for goodness sake.).

The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass.'What do you think, Doc, a C-section?' I suggested scientifically.'Oh, very interesting,' he murmured. 'Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?'I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside.

'Is Ernie going to be okay?' my wife asked.'Oh, perfectly,' the vet assured us. 'This lizard is not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen. Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like many male species, they um um masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his back.' He blushed, glancing at my wife.We were silent, absorbing this. 'So, Ernie's just, excited,' my wife offered.

'Exactly,' the vet replied, relieved that we understood. More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And then even roar with laughter.

'What's so funny?' I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness.

Tears were now running down her face. 'It's just, that, I'm picturing you pulling on its . . . its. . teeny little weeny. '

She gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once more.'That's enough,' I warned. We thanked the vet and hurriedly bundled the lizard and our son back into the car.. He was overjoyed that everything was going to be okay.'I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad,' he told me.'Oh, you have NO idea,' my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter.

Two lizards: $140.
One cage: $50.
Trip to the vet: $30.
Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie:Priceless!

And the moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class. Lizards lay eggs!


So,enjoy the story ppl....time to study...whee...!!!