Escapade To Cameron Highlands Part 1

I’m a person who loves travelling. Admittedly, budget and time constraints mean that my trips are to nearby places. This time, I decided to travel to the Cameron Highlands – by driving up to it from Kuala Lumpur.

But being on a shoestring budget, I wanted to save every cent and when I realised I could save $20 by flying to KL from Johor Bahru instead of Singapore, I decided that this was the chance to try out the Johor Airport. Calculating for a 6pm arrival at Cameron Highlands, I knew I had to catch a 10am flight from JB.

Which meant crossing the Johor-Singapore Causeway on public transport during the morning rush hour. It’s reputation as the region’s busiest road, coupled with the fact that  during every family trip it took at least an hour to cross, got me worried. But I decided to try.

So I had to walk out of my university campus at 5.20am to catch the first bus from the main road. Eventually I reached Kranji MRT, where there were a selection of bus services available. You can read the full list here. I was initially waiting for the Causeway Link bus, but 15 minutes later it still hadn’t arrived. So I decided to forget the RM1 fare and boarded 170X instead, paying $1+.

It’s an express service that goes on to Larkin terminal near JB town, but I was getting off at the Malaysian CIQ. I crossed my fingers as we approached the causeway. There was a steady stream of motorbikes, busses and Malaysian cars pouring out from the checkpoint. Lo and behold, the traffic in the direction TO Johor Bahru was nonexistent. I had cleared both countries customs in a dizzying 12 minutes- on public transport!

Anyway, I made my way down to the bus terminal to catch the airport shuttle, operated by Causeway Link. The fare was RM8, and the hourly bus departed on schedule at 8am, but arrived 15 minutes ahead of schedule at 8.30am.

Mind you, JB’s Senai Airport is small. And if you were catching a domestic flight, the queues at that hour were non-existent. You did have to go through a metal detector and a patdown, but the security personnel did not feel my diaper nor ask me to open my bag. This left me with 2 whole hours to do my work, before my flight. Having finally passed the security checks, I could finally pee.

Had a window seat to myself 🙂

We landed at KLIA2 – the budget carriers terminal, and once I had changed out of my soaked diaper, I made a terrible discovery – the car I had reserved was at the main terminal. I ran for the connecting KLIA Ekspress train, but discovered that I had missed it by 1 minute and had to wait half an hour for the next.

Anyway, I managed to get to the car, after a lot of walking. The signage in the main terminal was misleading – it pointed to an area in the carpark that said ‘car rental’ but that area was barren. After talking to a security warden who was unsure of the directions himself, I found the dingy dungeon where the car rental companies were operating.

It’s a far cry from what the operators in KLIA2 enjoy. Anyway, I picked up my car from Paradise Cars. After witnessing a Lebanese couple plead to the owner that they did not scratch the car they were returning, I was shown my car, and I was off.

You may wonder why was I so confident of driving off in a foreign land just like that. I had come prepared, with the Waze app preloaded and a phone holder and car-charger which I quickly installed. With my data-plan sim card that I had bought in JB, I as confident that I could make it anywhere without getting lost.

I had initially planned to drive into the KL City Centre for lunch and a spot of shopping. But the 45-minute delay meant that I had to skip that, in order to reach Tanah Rata in the Cameron Highlands before sunset. That meant an impromptu stopover. I recognised a Tesco on the map 8km away, and immediately set Waze to reach it.

But I should have known that the Malaysian roads were twisty and turny, and I drove for 15km, to reach it. To eat lunch at a KFC. At least it was stuff that I recognised, at a place that is decently clean.

Despite running late, I decided to take a peek in the Tesco supermarket above. I realised that the only Adult Diapers in this place were Tena Values. But the baby diaper aisle was full of some amazing-looking brands I had never seen. Alas a couple there prevented me from taking a picture. I stocked up on essentials such as water and some small munchies for the journey, before setting off.

The third leg of the day was the 150km drive up the North-South Highway – the region’s most famous road. Stopping just before the Tapah exit, I refuelled, conscious that I had made a severe miscalculation (I’ll get to this in a bit). Wearily, I pumped air in my tires, something I should have done before I set off, for it would have improved my mileage. The petrol kiosk attendant watched me struggle with amusement. On the last 10km or so, the front wheel started to rattle and it scared the wits out of me. Luckily I was wearing a diaper.

Anyway, I soon exited the highway and hit the mountainous road, just as it started to pour. I was really terrified and began to question what the hell was I doing? I knew that cars honked at each other at bends, but I’m sure many honked at me.


It was raining on the drive up.

I nearly got into an accident on the way up. I was distracted that the GPS and radio was not functioning and was prodding the radio while on the move, but on that curvy road, I quickly strayed onto the opposing lane. Visibility was bad due to the rain, and I must thank my lucky stars that the other car stopped in time. It could have been the fatigue, but it was not an excuse at all.

Once I reached the first town – Ringlet – I reset my GPS and kept on driving. Left, right, left, right. That was the sequence. Perhaps a little more rights, but it was the sheer monotony of the drive that was beginning to unnerve me. Thankfully, I arrived in Tanah Rata soon enough. I did have to guess and drive around a little to find my hotel, but thankfully there was a parking lot available. It was 6.30, and I had made it before the sun set.

Once I got my room key, I turned my attention to the aforementioned miscalculation. I had left a RM100 note at home, meaning that I was severely short of cash – that was mainly to be used to pay for petrol and meals. I reckoned that I could survive on the 3 chocolate barsI’d bought earlier, but what would I do to return to KL? I had to catch that flight, I had school on friday afternoon!

So I activated my overseas atm withdrawal feature via iBanking (it’s something you have to do with Singapore cards), and began to try every single ATM in Tanah Rata. CIMB, RHB, Maybank, Agrobank, Western Union. But my OCBC Mastercard and POSB ATM card did not yield. I was trying their Cirrus and Maestro functions, things I never really paid attention to in the past. But now I was praying that they would send the money in my way. No such luck.

Having eaten a modest dinner costing RM5, I trudged over to the other side of the road to take a walk. There were a number of eateries and souvenir shops along the main Tanah Ratah shopping stretch, and after enquiring about some tour packages, I decided to head back to my hotel room to sulk and get some sleep.

Then I spotted a HSBC branch. It did the trick, using Maestro. To which, I’m true grateful to them. It took a global banking giant to serve this customer, when all the star-studded Malaysian banks couldn’t.

I returned to my room at my inn, washed up, and I hit the haystack early. It wasn’t a comfortable night, as there was neither a fan nor an aircon. The bedsheets were rough but at least they were clean. Either way, I was too tired to care and I sed into a deep slumber quickly.

Part 2 coming up in a bit.

– Selv

My First Diaper Vid on Youtube

Been wandering around, trying to revisit why I’m an ABDL and stuff. Been looking around to forge new friendships in the ABDL scene. I’ve also been looking at my pastor clues into my future.

Anyway, I got reminded about the first diaper video I ever watched on YouTube. It’s a scene from Bad Girls From Valley High. The main characters start to age rapidly after doing in a friend who’s ghost has returned to haunt them. One of these characters is wearing a green adult diaper.

I’m still curious what brand of diaper she was wearing, it’s a nice green thing like the usual white that we see everyday. I also realised years later that they added in the crinkles post-production, cos it is unlikely that they were this loud.

The original clip I watched in 2008 has disappeared, but someone has re-uploaded it, for me to share it here with you guys.

– Selv

P.S. I will make a diaper video one day, hopefully after my exams, but something that is hopefully not distasteful.


My mind is dizzied with the emotions running though. I don’t usually hang out with my society friends, especially on a friday night, but I knew I needed to get it off my mind.

Girls think men must move mountains to profess their love for her, but I disagree. Cos when you have moved a truckload and she doesn’t respond more than 3 words, you know that it is a lost cause. Do girls know what it is like to think of a good message every day that isn’t creepy sounding? Do girls know how much guts it takes to arrange a meet with a crush? It’s not easy to forget. Especially when I chose you over my tests several times this semester. Even God was trying to make me forget by giving me a pseudo-date yesterday (with a girl who wants an arranged marriage, but that’s not the point).

My mind is distressed,

refusing to rest,

knowing it’s a test,

disagreeing it’s for the best.

– Selv

Diapers And Television

Pollution and environmental protection are not new ideas, they have been around for decades. In fact, disposable diapers were identified as a major source of trash that took up considerable landfill space. Toilets and sanitation facilities on the other hand were still switching to environmentally sensitive processing methods as late as the 80’s.

I came across this clip of an old 80’s Canadian TV show called ‘You Can’t Do That On Television’, it is a sit-com of the day that tried to spin the pollution idea with the idea that ‘only babies wear diapers, hence people will laugh if an older kid wearing them’. But it is objectively funny in itself.

Televisions were built to inform, but have been used to entertain for decades. It is when companies create entertainment with a spin of truth, that certain stereotypes form, e.g that diapers are for babies, that you must potty train by 2 etc. And as we move towards being an intelligent society, we must digest our entertainment with a pinch of salt.

You may watch it here.


– Selv


via Daily Prompt: Meaningless

Sometimes, the uncertainty is excruciating – what chances is there of meeting an ABDL out there?  Just getting someone who’s first written to you to respond, is a waiting game in itself.

I don’t know, this whole waiting game is not fun anymore. The only way to interact with more people seems to be that you’d have to show your body and face, do something cringeworthy like show the contents of your diaper and stuff. Even then, it won’t go far cos I’m a male in a male-dominated community.

How then can I interact with the ABDL community? The main forums are dying, guarded by anchors who are very jumpy about stuff in general. Posting nudes and the like is out. Blogging is not working out. You can’t talk ABDL stuff to vanilla friends. I don’t have an SO.

This is hopeless.

– Selv

28 Diapers

Admittedly, this is one of my largest hauls ever, second to last month’s 30 diapers. But they were spread over 2 packs. It was when I was at the shop buying them that I thought to myself, why not try getting a ‘deluxe’ pack of diapers – the usual Tena Slip Super in a pack of 28 instead of the usual 10.

So I started to do my research and found out that yes, it was indeed value for money (I’ll come back to this in a bit), but I’d have to haul the bulk back on public transport, to my school hostel.

Obviously I decided it was worth the risk. So I started to comb the pharmacies in the west. The usual Unity, Guardian and Watsons chains didn’t carry it. The latter two didn’t even carry the TSS. Then I headed over to the Polyclinic pharmacies. But they don’t carry cloth-backed diaper varieties these days, save for some old stock like the 2014-era TSMs… manufactured in 2014 .

I wouldn’t call it a decline, it’s just that plastic-backed diapers are much cheaper. Most people don’t test the products on themselves before putting them on their loved ones, so they don’t know the difference it truly makes. Anyway, a budget diaper costs around 55-65c a piece while a premium economy diaper costs around 70-90c a piece. Most cloth-backs cost more than a dollar. Thus one would save a fair bit of money each month.

So I managed to locate a pharmacy, at Ng Teng Fong General Hospital (I still think it should be called Jurong East General Hospital, #moneypolitics).

The saleslady I spoke to was a little loud. Uncomfortably loud, in a cramped space filled with people. But otherwise she was professional, as she helped me check on the stock availability and price. She mentioned that very few places in Singapore carried the 28pc set, and that it usually was snapped up very quickly. They were usually used by stroke patients. Then she asked me ‘how many diapers a day was used’. I coyly replied 1 pack of 28 a month, and that was that, no question on who used them and for what.

In momentarily slipping up my math, I thought it was too expensive and I tried to slip away, but she already had my contact detail. As luck would have it, they were receiving a shipment of inventory the next day, which included just 4 packs of these 28pc TSSs. So she contacted me, and this was the message that I received.


Yea, I appreciate you renaming me after my security blanket, thank you very much indeed.

I was arriving to pick up my package. By then the lady has sent me multiple texts and even called me to confirm AND direct me to a different pharmacy. More walking. Yay.

This pharmacy was empty, so I had a chat with the cashier. It was a casual chat, but she boasted that the prices in that pharmacy ‘are the best in Singapore’. So I paid $29.95 for 28 diapers, so that works out to be $1.07 per piece – a significant discount on the $1.41 to $1.57 per piece I usually pay.

Then the package came and boy was I in for a surprise. It was huge – but who was I kidding? That’s 28 diapers crammed in in there! Now there was the sticky issue of bringing it home. I know that I couldn’t take the train to school now, with the packaging visible and all.

So I decided my best bet was to take a series of busses to school. Waiting for the bus, on a sunny afternoon can be very distressing. Especially when your phone is about to run out of battery and the bus arrival timing was definitely off by 10 minutes. Eventually, I in my hostel.

But I only realised the strange thing about it once I was back in my hostel room – the diapers were the 2014 model… You can see how its stacked in two layers. I was kind of expecting the newer ones. Oh well, not that these are bad, I feel that they look better than the new ones. But the new ones are a fraction thinner and feel more snug, even though both are of the same cut.

– Selv

Size S Diapers

I bought a pack of Lille Supremfit Maxi recently. But I bought size S. To be certain, my waist size was still within the prescribed range of 60-100cm so I figured it should be ok. In any case, I had gone down to get a pack of size S Tena slip supers. But they were out of stock.

The staff on duty recommended that I get the S sized Lille SupremFit rather than the S sized Tena Slip Super. He pointed out that it was more value-for-money, but I suspect it was because he was out of stock for the latter.

I returned to my hostel, but was unable to wear them immediately. So when I eagerly put one on a few days later, I was disappointed to note it was a diaper for teenagers. I could only put on the top pair of tapes, which struggled to stick past my hip bones.

Performance-wise, they were able to hold a ton, even fully holding an 800ml enema flood, without leaking. Even though the back had been cut open to allow liquid to seep into a second diaper, the latter was dry.

BUT, since the fit was tight, I did experience leaks when lying down. The size S diaper fails to catch liquid in that position for me, even though my hip is within the prescribed range.

I had some issues with the M size diaper, mainly clumping which in turn tended to press against my male anatomy. But at least the M ones were able to catch liquid. The S ones did not have any clumping issues, so I’m guessing that Lille has made some improvements in the meantime. So I guess the lesson here is to wear a diaper in which you can tape on all the tapes – they serve as a guide to ensure that it can catch all liquid emissions.

But I’m thinking of stowing away the remaining size S LSFM diapers, or selling them. Wearing a diaper that doesn’t do its job for me isn’t working. Back to the TSS for me. Might try some other plastic-backed ones, now that I have a single hostel room.

– Selv

ABDLs and Toilet Training

Ah, a parenting pet peeve. We know that kids must be toilet trained by school-going age. But why?

The simple answer is economics. When humans began living in permanent settlements, we didn’t want to dirty our furniture and living spaces. Toilets were established as a way to consolidate this icky matter, and was often used by agrarian societies as fertiliser.

Diapers are expensive, and take effort to maintain. So why not fix certain locations where you do your thing, and forget about 5-times-a-day diaper changes? Besides, nobody wants to keep on wiping their child’s productions for years on end. You pay $xx for diapers at the supermarket. You don’t think about how much water you flush everyday when you see your water bill, do you?

Many ABs, DLs and Littles use diapers. They may be wearing for short periods, overnight, or even 24/7. They may use their diapers for one or both of its intended purposes. But that doesn’t mean that we were never toilet trained, or were trained super early or something. Rather, we feel it is an essential comfort item, or security blanket. A kid may or may not want to hug their teddy bear every night – similarly we want the security of our diapers.

Being toilet-trained does affect a child’s social life. Imagine needing to wear pull-ups during afternoon naps in kindergarten. Or being unable to attend a sleepover because a child refuses to poop in the toilet. Children can be a very nasty bunch.

Which leads to the question – what do we think about toilet training?

At first glance, it may seem that the community tries to discourage parents from toilet-training their kids early. Indeed, looking through the comments section in related youtube videos or mother care forums, you see this trend of people commenting and saying “no, don’t rush to potty-train them” or “is the kid trained now”.

Such comments make one think that ABDLs are a bunch of pedophiles. But netizens must understand that these small numbers of ‘internet trolls’ do not represent the rest of the community. There may be diaper fetishists who are behind these comments, but the ABDL community does not condone that kind of behaviour.

Subconsciously, people know that society requires that kids be toilet trained. Yet, since we still wear diapers, we are often curious to see if there is a correlation. Does late training lead to regression? Or does early training lead to regression? What family environment, what parental behaviour leads to a kid’s well-being, and does it mirror what we experienced when we were young? We seek answers to our own past when we sift through such data.

In fact, you see many ABDL parents actively training their kids at the appropriate age – just like any other parent. It is one of the first rites of passage for a human being. What they say about toilet training is never different from what others say. Never have I seen a case where an ABDL parent refused to train their kid, just because they are ABDLs!

Some people think toilet-training is a necessary evil. But I disagree with that label. Because while a child may cry, whine, be terrified, withhold their poop, get constipated and so on, eventually it conditions them to deal with a bodily need in a way that’s best for society’s good. Mountains of diapers in landfills?

Ultimately, I feel that as a diaper-wearing adult, revisiting this milestone helps me to think about the decisions that have shaped me into who I am. I was day-trained by 3, but only fully toilet-trained at 4+, late by Asian standards. My other cousins were trained by 3, but my youngest cousin sister would only poop in a diaper, until she was 4+. However our circumstances were very different, I was raised by my grandma while she was raised at daycare.

As long as we continue to wear diapers, people will continue to search for answers about why we were stopped from wearing diapers, and why we started again.

– Selv


So, I was walking around Vivocity yesterday. It’s a huge shopping mall here, and I had just ended my work shift. I walked over to Cold Storage Supermarket, and they didn’t have adult diapers. I peeked into the adjacent Guardian pharmacy and again, no adult ones. So I went down to Giant Supermarket (there are 2 supermarkets, that’s how huge this place is). But before that I checked in at Watsons Pharmacy and they too didn’t have any. I kinda started having that sinking feeling, as I entered Giant. Thankfully, they did have their diaper section stocked.

To think that in that huge shopping mall, there was only ONE place which sold bigger diapers! While I admit that diapers are indeed for a niche market, I kind of was surprised that there weren’t that many places to buy them. Giant Vivocity is where I usually buy my Escapede TSS diapers, so it was kind of a relief.

I was eating my lunch when I noticed a couple and their 3 year old girl walking very fast. The father suddenly picked her up, but he held her on his hip, arm above her bottom. He mentioned “Eee, smelly”, and the girl held her nose and giggled. The three of them disappeared into the crowd.

Maybe I was tired out after my shift to have these rambling thoughts…

– Selv

Getting Into The Groove

So.. I’ve decided that I really need to escape from this tiny red dot. Hence, I’ll be running off to Kuala Lumpur for my 7th Escapede in 2 weeks time. I conveniently realised that I haven’t cashed in my festive money from last year, so I’m happily going to be scooting off.

This one’s going to be ambitious, not because it’s multi-city again, but because I’ll be travelling on a tight schedule. I’ll be off when school reopens, hence I’ll have to leave after a wednesday morning class (should I skip it?), and be back by a friday afternoon. Anyways, KL friends, if you would want to meet up for a cup of tea, do get in touch.

My diaper of choice is most likely going to be the Tena Slip Super, a staple of my escapedes, but I’m debating on whether or not to try the S size. I have always been wearing the M ones, so perhaps this is the time to try on the S ones. The issue is getting them. I’d have to walk into a home-care shop, likely Rehabmart, to get my hands on these.

Speaking of diaper reviews, the long-awaited review of the Tena Slip Maxi is now out. I wrote it, unaware that Tena was revamping the series, hence that review is based on the 2014 version. The reason I’m so slow with these things is not the writing, it’s the photos. Even then, I’ll admit they aren’t that fantastic.

I have been doing my research for my novel, and some of the advice I’ve been seeing with regards to my subject matter is pretty disturbing enough. But what really puts me off has been the attitude of certain people towards the subject. Do drop by next Saturday, to read my thoughts on ABDLs and potty training.