As I'm getting ready for Lubuk Kawah, Perak tomorrow, I've realized something... going for on an adventure trip on Sunday mornings is like people going for Sunday church. going on an adventure trip on Sunday mornings became part of my life. I recall my first adventure trip was 7 or 8 months ago... a short hike up Tabur hills with frog and his ex... I think that it was awsome. I know that there are people out there that thinks that going on a trip that might end your life every Sunday morning is stupid... I feel sad for this group of people as they don't get to enjoy those wonders mother nature made for all of us. This morning was an unusual Sunday morning. I woke up at 9:30, when i finally got down from bed, its 10:30am already. I don't know, I just feel kinda empty not going adventure. Took breakfast and went to church with frog... There goes my Sunday morning... Heh.
Went to Broga Hills last week, Sir Footstool Pee-and-Shit-a-lot joined our group... He smells like crap, and he is trying to make Broga hills smells like him. Ah... Crap...
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