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The Lun Bawang Cultural Nite 2006

Saloma @ 26 August

As you might be aware, the Ibans of Sarawak celebrate the Gawai Dayak while the Kadazans of Sabah celebrate the Pesta Keamatan. Well even my native too do have such celebration which also coincide with Gawai on June 1st every year. The celebration is held at Lawas by the Persatuan Lun Bawang Sarawak (northern region of Sarawak near the border line between the state and Sabah), with sports and cultural event held for 5 days consecutively. As to commerate this celebration, the Wilayah Persekutuan division organised a gala dinner just last weekend at Saloma. My parents were as usual there as it is part of thier duty to do so. And me? I was there involved with the cultural performance, where I choreographed 3 dance. 1 of it which was a contemporary piece. Just to cut it short, everyone loved the idea of me putting in some modern element especially with the traditional dance called Alai Nguan. I'm still learning my part as a choreographer. Next year, there would be a national level celebration which would be celebrated in Kuching. And of course, I will be there!

My family

Father and sons

the cousins

me and my brother Mark

cousin Dorin and cousin Grace

I skipped church yesterday and stayed overnight at this guy's house which is like 8mins walk frm my home.

Prior to that, I was at La Queens, this new gay club in town situated at Nuovo's 2nd floor.

What happened that night was just pure dancing with clubbing friends and scrutinising the dance floor. There wasn't much of new faces, as most of them I already knew them from Musictheque and Orange. But there was this one particular guy, whom I came across when he arrived with a friend of mine. I was so interested but couldn't do much because he was a friend of a friend which turn to be my friend's boyfriend. Wtf.

Anyways, after that I went back home. But on the way back, I was already tired. And thinking of going to church the next morning was a no-no so my closest solution is to call my neighbour friend and stay over until the morning.

This guy, Joey, is actually a guy I met at the cyber cafe. We kinda noticed that we were both chatting on the same channel. To cut it short, we just exchanged numbers.

We have not had sex or anything. Just pure friendship. Joey is in his late 30's.

Got up around 11 the next day, as I rushed home to shower. I planned to gym and do some assignments. Which I did. I was also waiting for the cue from Harry, where I was to accompany him to cut his hair at Jalan TAR.

Things didn't really materialise. I met my PLU friends for drink at KLCC, while waiting for Harry but my damn 2nd hand 66o0 Nokia phone went out of battery. Hence, I didn't get to see Harry until after his haircut.

What I did, I went to Dr Mobile clinic shop to recharged my phone. I should have thought of it earlier.

So we went home, me driving as Harry wasn't feeling well. I cooked some porridge which I took some of the recipe from my ex. Gave him a massage before we went to bed.

And there it goes the sixth night we were together, without having sex.

Cool?

Been going out with Harry for about 3 weeks now, but I think we're just heading no where. Aimless and pointless dating spree.

First, we're both just out of a ltr which I think is not a good reason to some other new guy. I would call this a rebound for us.

Whenever I'm out with him, he will never miss of talking about his ex. I think I am repeating myself here again but I kinda get annoyed with it. So what I did was is that I told him off if you really want him (his fucking ex) to be out of your mind just don't talk about him. He said sometimes things around him makes him think of his ex, and that makes it more painful.

When he fecthed me from home on Thursday after work, I did something that reminded of his ex. I played my Kelly Clarkson Because of You from my handphone, and he quickly asked me to turn it off. Because it was his ex's favorite song! Wtf. My bet.

What am I expecting from Harry?

1. I don't expect much. Secondly, we have not had sex yet since day 1 except for that Thursday night when I finally had the opportunity to rub my hands on his private part, and just right before Subuh had my left hand stroking his hard 6 plus inch dick. Omg! But that was it.

2. Thinking of diving into a ltr now is really a no-no. Because I am still stupidly thinking of my ex sometimes, and also it is not fair for other guys who are trying to lure me (chewah...! I'm so perasan).

3. This boy just wanna have fun....

The Welcome roundabout, find behind is the Hyatt Hotel connected with Plaza Indonesia. On the last day, I had the privillege to see a demonstration happening at the roundabout. It was something to do with the Palestines. P/S: The roundabout is the always spot to perform any demonstrations by the anti-Government.

The first night at Hotel Mahadraja. Didn't went out, just stayed in my King size bed and watched some Indonesian soap opera. Kesian.

The ICC All Stars team getting ready for the clinic. I had to run through a training session on Friday evening with the team, mostly to strengthen their training program.

Participants at the Cheerleading Clinic.

Participants again.

Another souvinier, hand made stitches of my SorakMalaysia blog tagline:

I don't just cheer. I inspire.

Receiving a souvinier from the ICC President, Okie Trihartomo. ICC (Indonesian

Cheerleading Community) held its first cheerleading clinic for cheerleaders from Jakarta, Bandung, Surabaya and Bali which of course featured me as the main speaker!

Indonesian band, Samsons, taking a commercial short just few meters away from the Cheerleading Clinic was held.

Me in the taxi on the way to Plaza Sarina where the cab duped me! Fcuk!

My last dinner at the hotel. Nasi Goreng Mahadraja.

In the plane, back home. Just like any other traveller, when you're on the way back you feel you want the trip to be longer. But that was it for me.

Flew in with Air Asia, and as an ardent Man U fan I was really lucky!

Waiting for my luggage. See the certificate, guess who signed them for the participant?

I'm back.

As I touched down at LCCT on Sunday evening from Jakarta, it was reality check once again that I had to focus my mind to the event.

So how was Jakarta? Indeed it was an eye opening trip for me. Since it was Chombi's first trip to Indonesia, I made things easy and not plan much except for hoping to visit a club. That was it.

As I reached around noon on Friday at Sukarnoe-Hatta International Airport, my friends from ICC (Indonesian Cheerleading Community) were already there waiting. Twas' a great reunion since I last met them in April here in Kuala Lumpur.

They brought me for lunch. Batak food. Quite spicy. In short, everything I had was spicy. No comment from a non-chillie fan. As they put me to check in at Hotel Mahadraja, I was asked to be ready by 4pm to visit a training session with the AllStars team. I got back to the Hotel only slight after 10pm that evening itself from the Senayan Stadium where they had the training. So it was a quiet evening as I had to save my energy for a whole one day clinic on Saturday.

The one day clinic organised by the ICC was aimed to promote and introduce cheerleading to the cheerleaders there. The Indonesian cheerleading teams are the only few countries in the world still using the old techniques, in which I was there in the bid to change the mindset and all. I also had the privilledge to meet a few (almost all) cheerleading activists on Saturday evening. I was there to convinve them of the need to change their program and so forth. Thank God, it worked.

Chombi will be going back to Jakarta and possibly Bandung after Raya for a series of clinics.

I only had my Sunday morning and afternoon to shop, but that wasn't enough to pick what I wanted. No fret. I had at least my Batik shirt to show off now.

Chombi leaving for Jakarta tomorrow morning. It is more of a work trip than pleasure but although I would be able to slip in some.

I'm flying over there by the invitation from the Indonesian Cheerleading Community, where I would be one of the main speaker at the First Cheerleading Clinic Conference. It is more of helping to develop the sport there in Indonesia.

It is a history making trip for myself, and also for both country. I just hope that from this trip will turnout some promising plannings.

I have checked also my Utopia site, places that I should be visiting during my off period. I plan to club alone at this place called Heaven. My friend Scott said it's the only most happening gay club there. I also checked the sauna listing, sadly not that promising compared to here in KL. Damn.

Will see how. Can't wait...

What has Chombi been doing the past week that kept him occupied from the thought of being dumped by his boyfriend.

Chombi head to Wisma SPK’s Fitness First to receive his membership card which was suppose to be due 2 months back. But due to the hectic schedule of classes and cheering, gym was the least in mind.

I had my first appointment with my Personal Trainer, and had a lengthy discussion from the program I should be doing and also nutritions. Yikes! When it came to the subject of food, I couldn’t hide and self confessed that I was a big eater. The PT a.k.a. Nicholas is also a Sarawakian himself, quite cute but short. My type for ONS. But no that’s not what I wanted in the first place. I wouldn’t deny that the opportunity to catch fish at the gym is always available, but I had one focus in mind. To make it an icing on my cake, my first trip to SPK already attracted a fan base of my own. Pretty cool. I think I have been going to SPK like 3 times a week. Mostly doing running on the mills, and also working on my abs. Only last Friday I only started to do some weights. I intend to lose some pounds first before building some muscles. Not really necessary now because what matters is that I need to look great in my jeans! That’s it.

When I met Harry, I found out that he was also a beauty freak like me. I mean being physically beautiful in they eyes of the others matters. Harry used to be a Fitness First member until he had to stopped because of his idiotic boyfriend plus working commitment. His work forces him to travel, hence the termination of membership.

That was about a year ago. I think he still has a nice body, though u might spot the little baby fats. Not excessive, but still sexy. When we were at Orange, he had a few potential who made eye contact to him. Well he told me that, and I kinda believe what he said because he was incredibly hot that night. I so wanted to have sex but we didn’t.

I would really prefer to pronounce this relationship as a Teman Tapi Mesra.

I met this guy from the mIRC. Let's call him Harry.

Harry lives in Ampang. A 29yo Sarawakian, who works in Bangsar. Also recently left from a 7yo relationship with this one idiot he always said. I don't actually understand how could u love someone for so long, and when things are over everything beautifuls turns to everything ugly.

Harry sometimes talks about his ex. Not sometimes, perhaps almost a lot. So I told him, if you were trying to forget him one major step is to not to talk about him. From my conclusion, Harry had to leave the relationship because he caught his lover having sex with someone at his place.

Gosh this was already dejavu for me!

So turns out to be, Harry is a simple, straight acting and friendly guy. Chombi is not expecting much of this because all I need now is just no-strings-attached kind of relationship. But I cannot consider our relationship to be that yet, because after staying over at his place three nights we have not had any sexual contact as yet. The most was cuddling in bed when sleeping.

I was shy, and he confessed he was. So I will just leave this to Allah.

Last night, I brought him to Orange. According to him, he never clubs to PLU hangouts accept for the straight ones. Believe it or not? I didn't careless but just as excited as him to go to Orange. Last night was the Grand Final of the Voice of Stars competition. The only straight and real girl beat 9 gay hopefulls to the coveted crown. Funny but exhilarating!

So my friends were there at past midnite. They saw me with Harry, and he was the hottie they all wanted to go ga-ga for. But sorry boys, he's mine!

Harry can't dance as well as my ex. But that is not nice to compare.

What's up next? We're leaving for PC Fair at KLCC then head to Low Yatt. He wants to sneak on the prices of the projector. OMG, to project our first sex scene on the wall kot.

With the recent talked about of Jennifer's life from the downfold to the uptown girl, I thought of making myself the simillar transparent. Just to make myself happy. Just to redeem my ego from the breakup.

So what's was Jenny's solution?

She went out with many man. When I refer this, it was not your typical going for dinner and later on bring him back for the night and have a ons. I have not thought of it either. Jennifer and I share the same star. We're both Aquarius. PLUs - People Like Us would consider what we're doing as a nobelty towards our health. I mean is that after going through the pain, and suffocation of breathe to stand from the turmoil all we need was something back. Just a sign to relief.

Note: According to my ex, this going out with other guys just to chill with was already considered dating. OMG.

With our very different opinion, I had to live with mine and to fight for it. What I have learn during this current period is that I made myself a complete idiot but comparing them with my ex. Although I have no pure intention to date someone seriously at this moment, (as my heart is crying out loud....."jiwang!!!")....all I want to do is to appreciate my time and do more exploration. Just like what TV3 is doing now with Explorace, going beyond expectations with Malaysia Airlines.

So who is Chombi hanging out with now?

A movie featuring Jennifer Aniston was out just recently, and what made it so interesting was the movie was too much of looking glass mirror effect towards me.

I was given a break up message from my then boyfriend at 3am, where I read it only the following morning. I was rushing for class at 8am, and my alarm wasn't working at all. When I saw his message, I was a little excited. But not. The content was just too harsh to read. Even the opening says, "Sayang, I have been thinking a lot........"

That was enought to predict the message contain. To be frank, we weren't in our best relationship the month. I think it was me. Or not me. Wouldn't want to pint it out here.

So there you go. He finally gave me a freedom, but a freedom that I wouldn't want to accept. Not for now. If I was to review the relationship I had with my then boyfriend, (which I will officially refer him as my ex), I think I had learnT many things. Especially when it comes to understanding a person, and having the opportunity to spend your precious minutes with your love ones.

I only had him to rely on when I needed someone to talk to. You know, when you're just pondering on something and would like to send an sms to someone. The instant recall is him. But now I can't do that.

Although I would like to confess that I do still love him, it would be meaningless. He has made up his mind. And I have to accept it.

Maybe I will follow suit what Jennifer has done. She's my role model now.