Ooops! I did it again! I went to Kuantan again this time! My hometown is a place that I will never get bored with. My friends said I’m crazy. Oh! what!everrr.. They can’t stop me from coming back as many times as I want. I miss my ex-house, I miss my ex-schools (walaupun kena bangun pagi2 travel 1jam+ ulang alik), my ex-teachers (walaupun garang tapi pandai mengajar), my hometown food especially mee curry (dekat station taxi lama), nasi minyak, keropok (kantin punye keropok mmg meletup), mee jalong (kat depan my sek ren mmg best giler mkn hari2 pon tak bosan) & kuih-muih time raya puasa mmg top, my sch bas no.39 (top 1 in my list), beach (most wanted in my list), my relatives and lastly ofcos my friends yg amat kusayangi!
This time I brought my aficionado with me. We are on 1day budget trip. He doesn’t feel comfy when in the bus, pity him.. (wtd, petrol hike up to rm2.70(thx to Pak Lah), so we decided to take bus or air
After 10mins ride, finally we reach TC beach. He and I walk towards the sea, and secara tidak langsung, I saw a gang of photographr sitting at the side walk holding their “meriam” (says my aficionado). I was like (Alert! Alert! Competitors on board, competitors on board, what should I do?) I did pop up with a question: Why there are so many people using dslr nowadays? (affordable? Looks cool? Peer pressure? Or is it cos of the medium? (youth these days are into photography + dslr). It is so common, I can see it everywhere I go from analog cam, compact cam to a single lense reflex cam. (Not to fire up a battle between the C & N) At that time, I felt myself so exclusive cos I was the one holding the N and they were looking at me.. hehehe..But no doubt that their gears are good.. so I was like pretending that I didn’t see them (not to be perasan or what but it’s true).
And I slowly toddle to the stairs, we sit. I take out my gears and start to shoot; I don’t want to lose any chance to shoot the moment while I was there. My aficionado wants to shoot too so I pass it to him. (he had the talent when it comes to cars or girls photo shoot, oh well.. guys..u noe). Later, we walk to the other side, there is a little flea markets going on the side walk. So we headed there, and there’s 1 booth that caught my attention. It was the booth that selling self-carved name key chains. I was thinking of carving my name on it since my name is not a common name that you can find it in MPH, or Central Market. (It is nothing special, just that I just want to have my own name key chain..hehe). & this man besides me (my aficionado) whispers: “Why not we joint our name together become one name” (since he lost his skateboard key chain that he kept for 6-7years during our journey to ktn, so he come up with this idea just to replace the lost of his key chain)…cheh!.. I was ponder (ookay, y not.. plus 1 alphabet cost rm1, we have 10 alphabet =rm10, oklaa not tat expensive) I replied: “Ok, we will have both our name on the key chain. So the key chain maker passes me a small note book to write the name that I want to carve. While this maker doing his job, I saw he put two loves above our name. (I was like shit! Oh no, this ain’t good, it is so obvious! U noe, is like hmmm… not cun) What to do, dah buat.. tak
Ok done with that story, I, actually have a reunion with few friends of mine which I haven’t see them for quite some time. Finally I’m being able to meet them, I’m so excited about it. One of us were married and got babies, the elder one 11 months and the younger one still in her mama perut. Last but not least, we did take pictures like we use to do like last time in primary school time. We chatted about our life, education, to cars. And I again sympathy my aficionado cos’ he’s bored he doesn’t un what we talked (we speak mandarin)..kekeke.. he’s “banana” (even tho’ he doesn’t look like one). Nevertheless I thank him for being there for me, teman me the whole time..