Have you ever wondered which hurts the most?
Saying something and wishing you hadn't?
or
Saying nothing and wishing you had?

I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say.

Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart. If you don't, you might break theirs.

Have u ever decided not 2 become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person?

Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't.You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own, when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to.

Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you?

Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all.

Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle?

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ok so cameron highlands. wells. it was cool la, coz we went in convoy. 3 cars all singaporean, all heading up togther. rock habis la. (and i missed mmprin quiz 6. mmprin really sucks) and so there was me and ma famille, my uncle paman tahir (the leader) and bibik yah (the loudhaler? hahaha. she rocks).

and so after my aljunied 'class', picked me up and headed for woodlands checkpoint at around 8.30, where we reached the North South highway at 9.30pm. was kinda dog-tired but still excited tho. my bag was full, what with camera charger, tubing (exercise) and folder. whoot. but then we made it nevertheless. we reached petaling jaya (PJ) near kuala lumpur at around 130am. n i was barely awake. waited for paman tahir to receive us at sungai besi toll, then at a petronas station further up. we went to stay at hotel armada of PJ. kinda excited jugak la coz its been long since hotel-staying.

next morning, headed for breakfast at a nasi kandar shoppe. then mum n i went to farmasi where she bought for me 2 inhalers sekaligus! it was RM21 each so its really cheaper than in singapore which is around S$17-21. and bought garlic oil caplets (good for slimming!!). then, we headed for Colemar Tropicale, a French-themed tourist attractions, where the scenery is so damn breathtaking. all the pine trees! all the mist! pics will be uploaded soon la yeah? there were also rabbit-petting (i almost stepped on a rabbit. imagine if i did? tak ke maut rabbit tu penyek? hahahahaha), donkey-riding (imagine if i rode a donkey. tak semput donkey tu? hahaha. mati jugak le nampaknyrr)

Then, as time was on our side (i wanted to go petaling street!! but then, just thinking of the evening crowd and all that berasak-asak, i thought better la), we drove halfway up to genting highlands as paman suggested. woohoo!! best giler! so we parked our cars at the cable car carpark. and cable card all the way to the peak. how i wish i had an slr or dslr so i could preserve the atmosphere and scenery in solid imaging. haiz. anyways, we bought tix for outdoor games. and guess what? it just hadta rain cats and dogs. bagoslah tu. tried getting refund but the staff were adamant. and so luck was on our side, and the rain stopped at 7pm (started at 6.30 btw). and we continued! my dad rode the huge swinging thing near the entrance? and i swear to god, none of the kids screamed and shouted like he did!! everybody was larfing their heads off! then rode cyclone (msia's 1st rollercoaster) and hell it was fun! i peed i tink but who cares? hahahahahaha. yay. and so.. paman tahir hid behind me all through the ride and he claimed earlier he would stand all the way. sheesh. we were all larfing at him for hiding behind me later.. hahaha. met yus wen i went back. how coincidental! i was like, damn she looks damn familiar, and its yus! haha

so we returned to hotel armada and packed up for the next day, we were travelling further northwards and UPwards to cameron highlands. best giler. travel ramai2. jerit2 la.. fuyo. cuzzins and uncles and aunts all bonded la. and lemme remind that whoever is going to cameron, please bring at least thick clothes AND jackets. i din bring a single jacket and mum said the ozone was thin and now cameron has grown warmer so no need to bring. well, maybe at ringlet would be warm, but hell not at brinchang and further up. we stayed at brinchang in a terrace-turned-chalet-by-owner. cool giler! the whole chalet belonged to us and we just ruled la.. all the kids and adults loved it! we went to pick strawberries but the picking part was closed. damn. (temperature: freezing, i was grimacing in the cold), and we ate.. ICE-CREAM!! GILER KAN SEMUE???? hahaha. pics later yeah? abes the nite was so so so so cold (cold ah, not cool u noe. its COLD) that supervillain, Mr Asthma, had come to spoil my beauty sleep. but wadeva la coz it chilled out after some medicines. sheesh.

and we shopped for souvenirs, clothes and food. have you ever tried dried strawberries? theyre nice, but damn damn sweet. i'd have it plain, old, fresh if i could. we had potluck in the chalet and watched pendekar bujang lapok togther after that. ohgosh. ive never felt so belonged and together all these while. it was a memorable experience indeed.

the next day, we had to leave cameron and head home. u guys noticed ive missed an impt part to going cameron highlands? what isit? hehe. yeah! tea plantations!!!! cameron is so so full of em! acres and acres! hills and hills! you can never see them in singapore. and so we went to bharat plantation, where i almost slipped after helping my cousin Nana into the depths of the valley. luckily dad was there la, he grabbed my hand with a vice grip. woah. if not, i would be flat out falling a few hundred metres into the cameron tea trees below. wooh. the view of the tea plantations were breathtaking and endless. endless!

then we went to boh tea plantation (where the eta they serve is around RM1.50/cup.. wth..) and i climbed more than 15 storeys height of a hill to reach Viewpoint. it was really really high and i was breathing like a horse by the time i reached the top. then after only about 15-20 mins, it just had to rain. the route up is not as rigid and steep as a HDB flat's. it varies in steepness and is kinda winding. all u need is a good pair of lungs and strong thigh and calf muscles. yeps. the view. omg. nothing can describe. we were higher than the clouds. thats all i can say. seriously. the clouds were way below us.

the sights and smells of cameron are unbelievable. the cool air is missed badly and we'll have to travel at least 550-600km from here to reach it. damn. thats damn sad.

paman tahir and bibik yah stopped and stayed a night at melaka. we headed home.

did i tell u? i saw many many orang asli on the way up to cameron? and wen i came down, i saw for the first time a guy orang asli in his traditional clothes? by traditional i mean a long piece of colth JUST covering his penis and butt crack and the rest can be seen (can u imagine what happens if the wind blows??) like his sturdy and solid and brown butt? oMG. haha. i didnt blink siol. i dare not blink. that made headlines in my brain man! first time i saw real-life butts of a guy! i can never forget it man. ok. im sick up there. haha.

OVERALL QUALITY: 8/10

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