一开始想把这个部落塑造成一个“废气”冲天的地方， 所以每当我写一遍新post时， 总得花上一堆时间来去“创作”一番, 后来。。。经过这三个月的待业日子里，我发现我的人生本来就是一场“废”。。。实在不需再花时间来思考，随便写一写就废到“出汁”了！
三个月来，做了什么？ 有一半的时间用来吃饭，睡觉，打屁和看电视。。。另一半是喝茶车大炮。 花了5年才修成的大学文凭。。。。就在第一个月里被废除了武功，往后开工又要考车大炮来混(死剩把口)。
这三个月来为一让我觉得没有白过的时间是，陪我妈解决了一些问题。。。也顺便陪她度过一段没工作的日子(妈妈上班的公司倒闭了)。这段日子和她讲过的话，比之前五年来的还要多。 妈说，她庆幸自己“衰衰地”也工作了将近三十年。。。虽然没有什么成就，至少现在也得到一小笔赔偿金(真的很小笔)和EPF。 一个苦了三十年的人，得到一个小小回酬后开心的程度好比中了十次马票，身为儿子的我听后。。。有点说不出话的感觉。妈妈的故事让我领悟到知足长乐的真理。。。更重要的是。。。。她有着那容易满足的性格。。意味着。。。。我以后不必给她那么多家用~！！ muahahahha!!!!
还是要废！！
Monday, August 28, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Are u happy?
XXX: u know what, i saw a aunty wrong footed and fell down infront of my motorcyle while im stopping at the red light.
Fee: haha~ then.. the aunty ok? u got help her?
XXX: nono.. coz the light was turning green, i dunno where to parlk my motor.. but the aunty got back to her feet by herself soon after.
Fee: hahah~ no 1 was helping r?
XXX: There was a lady, who only step up and offers help after that aunty stood up.
Fee: .............
This entry arrives a bit late indeed. But a mamak sessions with few of my friends triggered the lightbulb for me to post this.
Few months ago, an article from Reader's Digest suggested that the capital city of my nation-Kuala Lumpur has the 3rd least courteous citizen among the 35 cities that being investigated. This areticle, ofcoz, drawn the attention of every Malaysian citizen who read the news, coz when u are talking about KL... u are pretty much talking about the rest of the cities in this country.. coz Malaysia is indeed a small country, no major differences in terms of culture among all the cities it has.
Ofcoz... this article provoked a lot of debates among ppls, some might agree with it, but some reacted rather defensively. Well, for me... a Magazine like Reader's Digest doesn't need to published a article to tell that we are very rude without a good reason. If we do not agree that we are rude, at least prove it with an bug enuff heart to accepts critics from others.. not by being defensive whenever ppl condemn us.
Apparently, my friend's experience sarcastically proven the validity of the Reader Digest's investigation. What can i say anymore to deny it? Ofcoz.. like many policticians handle their issues, i try to raise a positive issue, focus on it, and try to forget the negative issue, so i quickly browse the net and try to make myself feels better... and look what i've found? We are, one of the happiest nation in Asia, and Rank 18th worldwide, happier than the Yankees, happier than Japs and happier than the Kiwis.
But think twice... this could be the worse fact. If the rankings are accurate, which make us one of the least courteous and one of the happiest nation... does it means..that we are actually happy to be rude? and happy to be living in a rude society? most inportantly, we happy to stay rude?
Are u happy?
Fee: haha~ then.. the aunty ok? u got help her?
XXX: nono.. coz the light was turning green, i dunno where to parlk my motor.. but the aunty got back to her feet by herself soon after.
Fee: hahah~ no 1 was helping r?
XXX: There was a lady, who only step up and offers help after that aunty stood up.
Fee: .............
This entry arrives a bit late indeed. But a mamak sessions with few of my friends triggered the lightbulb for me to post this.
Few months ago, an article from Reader's Digest suggested that the capital city of my nation-Kuala Lumpur has the 3rd least courteous citizen among the 35 cities that being investigated. This areticle, ofcoz, drawn the attention of every Malaysian citizen who read the news, coz when u are talking about KL... u are pretty much talking about the rest of the cities in this country.. coz Malaysia is indeed a small country, no major differences in terms of culture among all the cities it has.
Ofcoz... this article provoked a lot of debates among ppls, some might agree with it, but some reacted rather defensively. Well, for me... a Magazine like Reader's Digest doesn't need to published a article to tell that we are very rude without a good reason. If we do not agree that we are rude, at least prove it with an bug enuff heart to accepts critics from others.. not by being defensive whenever ppl condemn us.
Apparently, my friend's experience sarcastically proven the validity of the Reader Digest's investigation. What can i say anymore to deny it? Ofcoz.. like many policticians handle their issues, i try to raise a positive issue, focus on it, and try to forget the negative issue, so i quickly browse the net and try to make myself feels better... and look what i've found? We are, one of the happiest nation in Asia, and Rank 18th worldwide, happier than the Yankees, happier than Japs and happier than the Kiwis.
But think twice... this could be the worse fact. If the rankings are accurate, which make us one of the least courteous and one of the happiest nation... does it means..that we are actually happy to be rude? and happy to be living in a rude society? most inportantly, we happy to stay rude?
Are u happy?
Monday, August 14, 2006
Convo 2006 aka im a certified Engineer now.
Recalling back to last year's convo, is really hard to believe that my very own convocation ceremony has taken place and ended(not quite in style though) as well. Time had been flying faster then i thought. Anyway... the way i blogged last year's convocation was quite emotional... i was feeling empty and sad about the departure of my fellow friends in University while being happy for them to be able to graduate and march into their respective path of career. Ironically, i dun feel the same way as i did for convo 2006, despite being my...possibily only convocation at the higher education level, i took it with relatively low level of enthuciasm and emotion. May be 5 years of campus life is not as bigger deal as it was, may be i've been hanging out too much with my Uni friends since May... hence i already realised that our separation is never meant to be forever.. or not even for 2 weeks, may be the whole process of convocation was too tiring, bored and irritating.. By irritating i mean
1. Long queue in smart card verification.
2. Long queue in robe collection.
3. Long queue in photo reservation.
4. Long queue(traphic jam) at the entrance of MMU gate.
5. Pursued degree in Melaka and forced to graduate in Cyberjaya.
6. Tedious procedures and redundant actions were required.
Yes, MMU might be one of the best Uni in Malaysia, but it certainly not the best Uni to organize its convocation. Well, some might say the convo in other local Uni are 10 times inefficient... but hey... when some one has declared himself/herself as the world class invidual.. i will never compare him/her with those regular ones.
Okie... Enuff for being a cry baby already..but the fact that the inefficient convo 2006 had slightly overshadows the nature of the event is un-questionble, just hope they can do a better job in the following years.
Talk about the Convo weekend.
It din started well for me, i was forced to wake up early in the morning to drive all the way to cyberjaya.. to attend a so called "rehearsal", which i later found that nothing was really being rehearsed, it ended up much like a brefing indeed, to pour salt onto my bleeding flesh, the long winded briefing covers criteria like "do not leave ur valuable properties in your car", "please wear formal", "Please be puncture"...yada yada yada.
After the "rehearsal", it was the smart card verification session... on 10 counters were set up to accomadate a crowd of 4000 graduates. well, i dun 1 to stress on the outcomes, u guys probably had it figured out. Then we are suppose to collect our robe at the robe counter... one counter is assigned to one faculty...again, figure that out.
After i've settled all the stuffs, me and my friends went to the cafeteria in Ericson to take our lunch. The food and environment of the cafeteria was amazing, and that's was by far the only thing that cheered me a little. after a noisy yet familiar discussion session, we decided to have our little "graduation dinner" at SHOGUN, One Utama.
We did enjoy the moment together, everybody could finally sit down and have a good conversation, as we always had during our days of campus life. It would be even better should we din put too much attention on "how-to-eat-back-our-48bugs-strategy", and concentrate with the possibly one last opportunity for everybody being around at the same table.
I couldn't sleep well that night, i was worrying bout kathy who was travelling alone in train all the way down from Perlis. She happened to be in the cabin with all the other passangers were guy... and seemingly all indonesian guys. Moreover, i can't be sleeping too soundly as i need to wake up early again to fetch her at the train station. I only slept for 3 hours on that night.
The next day started well as i met kathy and found that she was alright. Both of us had decided to trade our breakfast for a nice sleep, so we quickly headed home and did what we suppose to do---sleepZzzzZZZ. Then on the afternoon, me and my family went to the studio to snap some photograph, my parents and aunt were too excited to pose a normal poseture, all i remember about that session was the photographer keeps on teaching them how to sit, stand and smile like a human being, ha! Soon after the session, my mum, still caught in her modelling mode, suggested us to take photograph in City Park, city park? hot sun? with robe? sorry mum....
Me and my sis got a better idea, so we went right back home and continue the photo snapping.
Bachelor of Chinese Culture(Hons) majoring in Mah Jong??
So the afternoon ended with some stupid photo session, we din waste much time and went right back to sleep, to prepare for the clubbing session later that night. Clubbing? KL? Eve of Convo? after clubbing still have to travel back to seremaban and wake up at 6.am to drive back to cyber? Yes... im a little out of my mind, but u can't say no to Poppy Garden and a gathering with some crazy friends. We dressed up and stride our way to KL without noticing what was goin to happen to us later that night...
We enter Poppy Garden(one of the hot clubbing spot) with high expectation, considering that our last visit was amazingly fun. but...Albeit being the largest gang inside the club, we were given a location where it next to the kitchen and at the far corner of the place... we din even had enuff room to turn around our body... Its was the instant potong-stim factor.. every1 was a little dissapointed and had a hard time to compensate it. HOwever, with a little help from Chivas Regal... everyone got high eventually... and we did had some fun.. at least no one was complaining at the end.
It was 1.30 am when we started heading home, after dropped a few friends home during the process... and we finaly reached home at 3.30am. Good, now i still have 2.30 hours to rest... but... while i was taking some snack at the kitchen, i heard some strange sounds from the 1st floor.. i went up and take a look.. and i saw kathy was having a hard time with the door of my room, the STUPID LOCK WAS JAMMED!!! AT first i tried to twist and turn it in different orientations, then i used a screw driver... it counld't open... my dad was up by the noice... he tried with his overdue Shell card... it din work either... then i tried to kick it.. the door cracked.. but still not opened... i used all the gadjet i could find in the tool box.. with my physical and mental condition level down to 50% already... i din really know what to do... finally, with the clock ticking its way to 4.00am.. i had no choice.. but to..saw it thru.. it was 4.15 am.. i finally get to sleep.. but only for 1.30 hours.
never use a cheap lock on the eve of ur convocation
I woke up at 6.15am.. a little later then i supposed to be... my head was heavy and my limbs were numb, i took a cold bath to make my self a little more concious.. but it made a little difference. Kathy got up and she tried to help me prepare.. she all my stuff and passed it to my Mum, then wished me good luck... and she done all that with half conciousness, i appreciated that. Then i started the engine and began my journey with Mum beside me and Aunt in the back seat. Throughout the journey, i could only remember the noice produce by the conversation between my Mum and Aunt.. they just could stop talking in high desibel intensity, and that made my condition worse... and my physical and metal condition were about 30 % by then.
Finally reached Cyberjaya... i could see cars were jamming at the entrance... Lit khang called and ask me to follow another way.. thanks to him, i somehow manage to skip the jam and squeezed in earlier. I parked my car and headed to the hall... Then, i ask my Mum to pass me the robe, she did.. then i realised she din pass me the hat, i request for the hat, the she reply with a high pitch sound :
"I din take ur Hat, Kathy din give me!!!!"
huh?! no hat? before i could react, my Aunt already in a paranoia mode... already panicking for the news. Ironically, i was the one who kept on asking them to calm down and everything will be just fine, though i actually wasn't that sure about it.
Minutes after that... i ask my mum.. where is my tie... and she again..
"I din take ur tie, is not with me!!!"
Okie... no tie.. no hat... what a crappy convocation im having...Anyway, it all eventually being sorted out eventually... just that the process yet again became the "potong stim" factor for me.
So the ceremony started, i'll blog about the detail in my next post, coz that could take a while.
After the ceremony was ended... every 1 rush out to from the hall and started looking for our parents. it took quite great effort to gather every1 as the places was too congested by students and parents. I was very happy to see many of my friends and exhousemates were here to see me.. i got gift from friend and flowers from family. Everybody was excited and busy taking photos.. words of wishes were filling the atmosphere while the heat slowly attacked
The session was indeed the cream of the whole convocations, it was the moment every 1 was waiting for. U can imagine how nice the feeling was, when every body wanted to take a picture with u, and in most ocasion.. for u. This however, slowing the process of it coz 9 out of 10 photos were taken in this way..
everybody looking at their own camera
someone shouted this..
that's right~ but still ah pang was not coorperating~
This could be the longest post from be since i started blogging, but then this is my Convocation, im now a certified(with an e-scroll) Engineer(konon), so just bare with me a little shall we?
To end this post, i would like to thanks all my fellow friends(especially from seremban) who came all the way to attend my Convo. Thanks for all the greetings and presents, i will and i must thrive in my new life and career, for my family, my friends and myself!
1. Long queue in smart card verification.
2. Long queue in robe collection.
3. Long queue in photo reservation.
4. Long queue(traphic jam) at the entrance of MMU gate.
5. Pursued degree in Melaka and forced to graduate in Cyberjaya.
6. Tedious procedures and redundant actions were required.
Yes, MMU might be one of the best Uni in Malaysia, but it certainly not the best Uni to organize its convocation. Well, some might say the convo in other local Uni are 10 times inefficient... but hey... when some one has declared himself/herself as the world class invidual.. i will never compare him/her with those regular ones.
Okie... Enuff for being a cry baby already..but the fact that the inefficient convo 2006 had slightly overshadows the nature of the event is un-questionble, just hope they can do a better job in the following years.
Talk about the Convo weekend.
It din started well for me, i was forced to wake up early in the morning to drive all the way to cyberjaya.. to attend a so called "rehearsal", which i later found that nothing was really being rehearsed, it ended up much like a brefing indeed, to pour salt onto my bleeding flesh, the long winded briefing covers criteria like "do not leave ur valuable properties in your car", "please wear formal", "Please be puncture"...yada yada yada.
After the "rehearsal", it was the smart card verification session... on 10 counters were set up to accomadate a crowd of 4000 graduates. well, i dun 1 to stress on the outcomes, u guys probably had it figured out. Then we are suppose to collect our robe at the robe counter... one counter is assigned to one faculty...again, figure that out.
After i've settled all the stuffs, me and my friends went to the cafeteria in Ericson to take our lunch. The food and environment of the cafeteria was amazing, and that's was by far the only thing that cheered me a little. after a noisy yet familiar discussion session, we decided to have our little "graduation dinner" at SHOGUN, One Utama.
We did enjoy the moment together, everybody could finally sit down and have a good conversation, as we always had during our days of campus life. It would be even better should we din put too much attention on "how-to-eat-back-our-48bugs-strategy", and concentrate with the possibly one last opportunity for everybody being around at the same table.
I couldn't sleep well that night, i was worrying bout kathy who was travelling alone in train all the way down from Perlis. She happened to be in the cabin with all the other passangers were guy... and seemingly all indonesian guys. Moreover, i can't be sleeping too soundly as i need to wake up early again to fetch her at the train station. I only slept for 3 hours on that night.
The next day started well as i met kathy and found that she was alright. Both of us had decided to trade our breakfast for a nice sleep, so we quickly headed home and did what we suppose to do---sleepZzzzZZZ. Then on the afternoon, me and my family went to the studio to snap some photograph, my parents and aunt were too excited to pose a normal poseture, all i remember about that session was the photographer keeps on teaching them how to sit, stand and smile like a human being, ha! Soon after the session, my mum, still caught in her modelling mode, suggested us to take photograph in City Park, city park? hot sun? with robe? sorry mum....
Me and my sis got a better idea, so we went right back home and continue the photo snapping.
Bachelor of Chinese Culture(Hons) majoring in Mah Jong??
So the afternoon ended with some stupid photo session, we din waste much time and went right back to sleep, to prepare for the clubbing session later that night. Clubbing? KL? Eve of Convo? after clubbing still have to travel back to seremaban and wake up at 6.am to drive back to cyber? Yes... im a little out of my mind, but u can't say no to Poppy Garden and a gathering with some crazy friends. We dressed up and stride our way to KL without noticing what was goin to happen to us later that night...
We enter Poppy Garden(one of the hot clubbing spot) with high expectation, considering that our last visit was amazingly fun. but...Albeit being the largest gang inside the club, we were given a location where it next to the kitchen and at the far corner of the place... we din even had enuff room to turn around our body... Its was the instant potong-stim factor.. every1 was a little dissapointed and had a hard time to compensate it. HOwever, with a little help from Chivas Regal... everyone got high eventually... and we did had some fun.. at least no one was complaining at the end.
It was 1.30 am when we started heading home, after dropped a few friends home during the process... and we finaly reached home at 3.30am. Good, now i still have 2.30 hours to rest... but... while i was taking some snack at the kitchen, i heard some strange sounds from the 1st floor.. i went up and take a look.. and i saw kathy was having a hard time with the door of my room, the STUPID LOCK WAS JAMMED!!! AT first i tried to twist and turn it in different orientations, then i used a screw driver... it counld't open... my dad was up by the noice... he tried with his overdue Shell card... it din work either... then i tried to kick it.. the door cracked.. but still not opened... i used all the gadjet i could find in the tool box.. with my physical and mental condition level down to 50% already... i din really know what to do... finally, with the clock ticking its way to 4.00am.. i had no choice.. but to..saw it thru.. it was 4.15 am.. i finally get to sleep.. but only for 1.30 hours.
never use a cheap lock on the eve of ur convocationI woke up at 6.15am.. a little later then i supposed to be... my head was heavy and my limbs were numb, i took a cold bath to make my self a little more concious.. but it made a little difference. Kathy got up and she tried to help me prepare.. she all my stuff and passed it to my Mum, then wished me good luck... and she done all that with half conciousness, i appreciated that. Then i started the engine and began my journey with Mum beside me and Aunt in the back seat. Throughout the journey, i could only remember the noice produce by the conversation between my Mum and Aunt.. they just could stop talking in high desibel intensity, and that made my condition worse... and my physical and metal condition were about 30 % by then.
Finally reached Cyberjaya... i could see cars were jamming at the entrance... Lit khang called and ask me to follow another way.. thanks to him, i somehow manage to skip the jam and squeezed in earlier. I parked my car and headed to the hall... Then, i ask my Mum to pass me the robe, she did.. then i realised she din pass me the hat, i request for the hat, the she reply with a high pitch sound :
"I din take ur Hat, Kathy din give me!!!!"
huh?! no hat? before i could react, my Aunt already in a paranoia mode... already panicking for the news. Ironically, i was the one who kept on asking them to calm down and everything will be just fine, though i actually wasn't that sure about it.
Minutes after that... i ask my mum.. where is my tie... and she again..
"I din take ur tie, is not with me!!!"
Okie... no tie.. no hat... what a crappy convocation im having...Anyway, it all eventually being sorted out eventually... just that the process yet again became the "potong stim" factor for me.
So the ceremony started, i'll blog about the detail in my next post, coz that could take a while.
After the ceremony was ended... every 1 rush out to from the hall and started looking for our parents. it took quite great effort to gather every1 as the places was too congested by students and parents. I was very happy to see many of my friends and exhousemates were here to see me.. i got gift from friend and flowers from family. Everybody was excited and busy taking photos.. words of wishes were filling the atmosphere while the heat slowly attacked
The session was indeed the cream of the whole convocations, it was the moment every 1 was waiting for. U can imagine how nice the feeling was, when every body wanted to take a picture with u, and in most ocasion.. for u. This however, slowing the process of it coz 9 out of 10 photos were taken in this way..
everybody looking at their own camera
someone shouted this..
that's right~ but still ah pang was not coorperating~This could be the longest post from be since i started blogging, but then this is my Convocation, im now a certified(with an e-scroll) Engineer(konon), so just bare with me a little shall we?
To end this post, i would like to thanks all my fellow friends(especially from seremban) who came all the way to attend my Convo. Thanks for all the greetings and presents, i will and i must thrive in my new life and career, for my family, my friends and myself!
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