Herbie's NEW MINI BOOK!

Baba sent me a poem on my Facebook WALL.

Mama print it out for me as a MINI BOOK

because at 80 turtle years old, i am still a minor.

and i need supervision to go online.

so mama print it nicely for my convenience.

and i can read it anytime, including farting time.

also for me to keep my first book in my MINI Library,

its a really interesting poem-book,

its about a MINI turtle. just like me.

and how the MINI turtle with his wisdom, earns respect

when i read it out loud, i follow exactly what mommy reads,

cos i do not recognize many of the words,

i love the pictures mama put in for me.

and i need to use my mouth to flip the pages.

because my flippers aren't made for flipping pages.i love the mini poem book.

xie xie baba he mama.

Herbie and Paris Je'Taime

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Turtle is EVERYWHERE on HUMAN LAND.

Herbie must be in ecstasy.

I also bought him a brand new WALLPAPER

for his little room / nest

(pics coming soon, after i renovate it for him)

Lumut Jetty - FERRY - Pangkor Island

before i get carried away about Villa & Beach,

let me tell you how to get to Pangkor.

you need to take the giant FERRY.

thank goodness Dada picked an outdoor seat,

if not we will all suffocate in the super cold STINKY seats.

wheeeeee`~~~~~`````

sunny day on the island

that sticker on my nose

was for identification purposes,

from the ferry to the shuttle bus,

just in case mama lose me ...

so far she's doing a good job keeping me alive,

like, stuffing me in her bag....

this is OUR view from the VILLA.

i am stressing the words because it is fun to

STRESS certain words when talking...

especially good and happy words like

SUN, HOLIDAY,BEACH and FART!i want to FART FLY into the BEACH.

but i have 4 legs with no wings.

and fart is not strong enough to jet me over,

i wish i am friends with an eagle....

or maybe the butterfly too.....

so they can carry me on their backs, like this!

Welcome Fruits.

Mama ate all the apples,

she eats way more than Dada for sure.

but she poop less than Dada,

how do i know?

cos she always complains about it. haha!

Pangkor Island Beach Resort - Exterior

Dada got us an amazing deal with his special ID

We walked into the lavishly decorated resort

over-draped with CNY lanterns and red cloth, ugly.

We are staying in one of the 12 exclusive villas.

say it with me: VILLLLLLAAAAAAAASS!!

i love to say this V word.

On our way to Villa 6, I met a friend!!!

I struggled to climb over the mini bushes,

I called for him to come play with me

....but he doesnt response... =(

Dada in the villa!

with a proper moat,

a proper wooden gate,

and proper wooden stairs

up to the proper deck,

proper, oh so proper!

and we head to the beach!!!

REPEAT!! BEACH!!!!

Do you know my name is Herbert?

They call themselves Dada & Mama,

They call me Herbert or Herbie,

They said I was born on Feb 8th 2008,

I spend my first night with Mama,

and now we're going to meet Dada for a day trip.

Dada didnt like the look of the black gooey stuff,

Mama forced him to eat it, saying its good for him,

so Dada ate it,

Mama then put more honey in the gooey stuff,

and I watch as Dada eat more,

i think he likes it after all.

Dada calls me a Baby.

this picture is titled

"baby turtle and baby oranges"

Mama asked permission from the fruit stall owner

before she puts me on top of the other babies,

the owner didnt mind my weight on the babies,

though i was trying very hard to balance myself for Mama,

and making sure im not squashing the babies,Dada walked into Central Market to buy souvenirs for his friends,

so Mama showed me around, explaining to me,

that i can make friends with anything, anyone,

so i talk to the Lion who doesnt make a sound,

thats very sad. cos unlike me, he cant even cry for milk!

Dada saw these and said

"get one for herbie!"

Mama happily obligedi had to pick alphabets, thats easy.

i know how to spell my name

Mama picked a watermelon & fishbone & bell for me too,

the girls are so helpful, cos i have a

BIG HEAD but SMALL NECK,

so they spend so much time and skill,

trying to perfect my necklace for me.I was really pleased with the result,

even tho Dada exclaimed "20 bucks???"

Dada, i promise i wont let Mama lose me or lose the necklace.

we hang out the hotel's pool. HOT.

Mama keeps playing with my little bell

and now the strings r a mess.

i was sleepy. i think i got that from Mama.i was craving for beer too, i think i got that from Dada.

Japanese food. Rakuzen at Chulan Plaza.

thats especially for me to lick lick lick.Dada & Mama were chatting away.....while i was swinging my tiny turtle tail away....

Meet Herbie

Meet Herbert!!! or Herbie.

and ESPECIALLY FOR THOSE

WHO REMEMBERS

R.O.B.E.R.T. / BERT-BERT,

(ariel, brina, kj, jiro...you were all there!!!

it was our 5ive birthday when Robert was born!)

you'll prbbly be screaming like me right now

now that you see I have a new baby!

Herbie!

dont you all think its such a COINCIDENCE????

it totally FREAKS ME OUT!!!!!!!!

everything about Herbert & Robert is.......

i must update abt the 'Adventures of Herbie' soon.

I'm NOT SLEEP-ing. I'm ART-ing.

So, is SLEEPING considered an unhealthy activity?

I mean, it doesnt HURT me when i sleep

from 8pm till 12noon the next day, right?

In fact, it makes me a happier person!!!

bcos i dont GO OUT, i dont need to SOCIALIZE,

i dont need to ENDURE the HOT WEATHER.

i just dont need to FACE THE WORLD!!!

Suddenly, the other side of me goes

"what the hell are you thinking??

you can sleep when ur dead!"

sounds like a line from some movie but i dont remember.

OHKAY, my 2008 New Year Resolution,

SLEEP LESS. (i feel like im being PUNISHED!)

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I took one hour to dress up,

like 10minutes to wear top + jeans,

but bcos i am soooo lazy, i just lie on my bed....

until my dad knocked on my door

"do you still need a lift to the train station?"

"argghhhh.... yes baaaaa!"

chant: "i hate going out i hate going out i hate..."

MP3 + A Book = DONT TALK TO ME, STRANGERS.

Next Stop : Ampang Park. (^_^)

Finally, the famous Gajah-gajah gallery

(Gajah = ELEPHANT)

By Yusof Gajah, its categorize as NAIVE ART.

yes, MY FAVORITE TYPE.

I walked into the shop, I saw a cute kid,

BUT sadly he's wearing that

SERIOUSLY FUGLY FOOTWEAR - CROCS

He's the kind of kid, who gives you a really good feeling,

and makes you want talk to him more!

"My name is JiJi"

I took out my earphone " Pardon me???"

"My name is JiJi, my sister is JaJa"

He passed me a namecard with his sister's name

"Oh wow, JiJi & JaJa??" I looked at the card

"Yes, and my brother is JoJo" he smiled.

I laughed and I smiled and laughed again!

"Are you.... Mr Yusof's son?"

"Yes I am"

"Wow, i like your dad's idea of a nickname"

"Thanks"

I stepped out of Gajah-Gajah gallery.... and look around

(@_@) ..... how in the world am i going to find

that TURTLE painting that Scott was talking about??

Since I'm sacrificing my 4 hour afternoon nap,

I'm sure I will be rewarded.....

I stepped into this 'yan fine art gallery'

some of you might adore this, acryllic.

scenes of malaysian lifestyle in bright colors.

nope, no TURTLE paintings....

and another art gallery....this is like a private collection

but paintings are compiled and is up for sale. nope, NO TURTLE.i nearly walked pass THIS shop, cos its LOCKED.
those paintings AT THE BACK is really not CLEAR
as u can see from my pic until .....

A BIG BLUE COLOR WITH A GREEN SPOT....

I'm like, "this is it!"

Er........Scott, is this the one???

I checked the price next door from the chinese boss,

It costs RM13,800, by an Indonesian artist. COLD SWEAT.

baby, ur right...... (-_-)llll u need a sugar mommy.

i found it, so im like "YES!!!"

"whats next....hmm....i have another 2 hour...."

so i hop onto a cab to NAtional Art Gallery, just down the road.

Turtle

first I was

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V VVVVVV

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VERY DOWN

until you sent a pee-ing turtle to me

its weird....cos its such a coincidence

i adore turtles even before i met U!

next U know

UUUU

UUUUUUU

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UUUUUUUUUU
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I feel like ON TOP OF THE WORLD!!!

for abt 10 seconds of elevation!!

suddenly 'PLOMP' i hit the ground again

and i feel like Hiro Nakamura....

looking at d mundane clock

tick tock tick tock........

unlike him, i cant bend space/time

i am human so i feel down sometimes.