On the last Saturday, I went back to my kampong (village) in Lundu. A small district next to Bau. It took around two hours to reach there by land on an average speed of 100km/h.
I did nothing much in kampong. On Sunday, woke up at eight. I then had my breakfast. Around eleven I started to prepare lunch. But my parents only come back from our ‘kebun’ at around 12.30. I then went along to our kebun to pluck lada… not sure what is it called,. Pepper if I’m not mistaken. As soon as we went back from kebun, I jumped into the so called pool to relax. The water is freezing cold. It’s from the mountain anywhere. Felt feverish after the ‘swim’. My brother threw something at my face… I’m what was it, but it scratches my lovely face. It’s not that obvious but you can see it if you look closely.
My little cousin of mine is not very fond of me though. Last time when I was in kampong, he tried to shove my brother into the fish pond. I was so pissed that I just yank him up and say that I was going to toss him into the fish pond. He was scared of me ever since.
Around 6, went back to Kuching, reached Kuching around 8. Tiring journey…