Sam the brave..

Ahhhhh,i owe it to myself to blog about at least one destination during the recent "road trip" i went before i go off for football camp on the 28th.And no surprises i've chosen the easiest one to blog about which is the one-day drop-by stay in Ipoh.Though it may only be one day,it may very well turn out to be one of the best trips back to my hometown.The thought of going back to Ipoh means Hot weather,nice food and don't forget drumrolls*....... BORING.Things in Ipoh seems to be looking good since the arrival of Sam.Sam's only 6 months old but it's her presence,playfulness and most importantly "shouting" which gives the house a bit of ambiance when the house is dying for one.Other than Sam,everything in Ipoh looks predictably set to be it's old boring self again and that's when reality came and whack some unpredictability back into my senses......

It all began when mum grinned me out of bed to go out for evening tea.It was 4pm in the afternoon and i was half awake so i ignored her with all my might and just tried to continue sleeping.Then there was this ruckus going on downstairs that made sure i won't get back to sleep.So i dragged my semi-conscious self downstairs to see what was going on and when i was nearing the end of the stairs, everyone was seen panicking around like cockroaches..... that's when my cousin told me she'd already dialed 999.At first i thought it was a joke and why call them?It'll later turn out to be very necessary.

This was what happened....(forgive the hairdo and blur-ness )

meet sam....supposedly "shouted" at it and tried to bite it bt when she saw what it WAS, she was so scared till she climbed the stairs behind her.We previously thought she couldn't,up till now....