Resuming Something I Stopped

The company I worked for before I started form 6 went to my school. They had a two days sales there. I felt compelled to go there. Three months of bonding with them - within that three months friendship had been brewed, and somehow we become friends with a large age gap, but it didn't deter us from becoming elated when we bumped into each other.

I first met him on Tuesday, and realised that they had hired a part time worker who he slated as extremely pathetic, poor, retarded (I know - it's harsh), and totally unreliable. He went berserk every time he mentioned about him. I kept my mouth shut and said nothing while listening to everything he said. But seriously - from what he said, the worker is indeed a very poor person.

Then later on, I met my boss' wife, she was there for only a moment, and then left quickly before the school dismissed. Since I had activities in the afternoon, I did not accompany him for long.

On the second day afternoon, I stayed back to accompany him. I kinda miss the job actually. The nostalgia is so profound I instinctively did a lot of things I shouldn't do. Perhaps I had got used to it - 3 months of routine, you can hardly shake off a routine you pick up over three months, especially if you do it so often.

Later on, I helped them to pack everything back to the boxes and send the goods to the shop. I finally met my boss, who initially was shocked to see me but later on greeted me.

I liked doing the job - folding the clothes again, keeping the books in the boxes, carrying them over a distance, transferring them to a car/lorry, collecting money et cetera. Nostalgia.

Boss wanted to give me money for my help. I turned it down, and parted with him. So sad - thought we could have a better parting.

Sometimes, you only learn to appreciate things when you lose it. It's true. It's undeniable. It's indisputable.

Current F6 Life

Currently there are 33 students in my class, where 16 take Biology, 17 take Physics, 25 take Chemistry and 8 take ICT.

I've chummed up three new friends, all of which are new students in this school, and two of them are in my class.

Floating class is not really something I like, but I don't have a choice.

My Chemistry teacher is good, but please, my dear teacher, improve your English, or teach in Mandarin. I'm sorry to say this, but if you can't speak English, it would be best not to use it.

I've met my friend the annoying bastard, and he has put on a lot of weight. A very obvious distinct fats have grown in his abdominal region and he now looks more like an inflated balloon.

Sports day is boring. A shocking news would be the victory of Yellow House. For the first time in these few years, yellow house has finally emerged as the overall champion and surpassed the second place by more than 80 marks.

Nothing more interesting news.

Natcomp 2012 - SMJK Keat Hwa

Another band coached by Mr. Tang who created the world champion last year. This band is awesome.

I love this formation, particularly the last one.

Good luck Keat Hwa!

Singapore Trip, Part 2

We left bright and early to have breakfast at a food court in Yew Tee MRT station. The choices there, to me, were pretty limited. Most were typical China food, some were Malay, some were Indian. The food there didn't taste as nice as it seemed to be, and I was pretty disappointed with the bowl of tom yam noodle I ordered. The noodle sucked, but the soup was still acceptable.

After that, I left for Toa Payoh. I was extremely excited about going there - I was about to meet Jacky, my friend who studied in Singapore! It had been a while I didn't see him, and I was simply keyed up by the notion of seeing him again. So we went to Toa Payoh, split, and I went to Popular while waiting for him.

There was a Popular bookstore there. I went scoured for A-Level books, and managed to find some and realised the books there were cheap. $3.80 to $15 at most for a reference book! In Malaysia, you can hardly find a reference book that costs less than RM10, and most will cost you RM20 or above. Forget about reference books - even the storybooks are cheap! S13.03 for an English book! If you buy one in Malaysia it'll cost RM32.90!!! WTF if I stay in Singapore and earn sing dollar, I conjecture I'll spend one fourth of my salary on books! They are so cheap!!

Anyway, I met Jacky later. We continued to banter for a long time, ambled along the streets and in the mall, and had a lunch that cost a lot. He regaled me about his story in Singapore, and I was all ears. You could say I was totally absorbed - being exposed and learnt about different culture or another country's affair is always enlightening, enriching and absorbing. I wouldn't divulge anything here though.

After that, I bid bon voyage and parted with him. My family and I went to Bugis next. I had never been there before, and frankly I thought Bugis was a boring town - ya, slap me, but I really didn't know - and it turned out I was wrong! Bugis was a famous town, and it was famous for its shopping and is called a shopping paradise, probably come second to Orchard Road. We wandered there and had window shopping. We couldn't afford to buy anything. Goods sold there are for people of higher class or foreigners with bigger currency. Malaysians can hardly afford even a Western meal there.

We left shortly later as we were not familiar with that place. We went to my uncle's house and met him who had finally woken from his slumber. We chatted a lot, all of us, and had some talks on politics in Malaysia and education in Singapore. And other facts.

Then my uncle invited us for dinner in a Japanese restaurant (the irony is that the people there are China Chinese), The food was awesome! We were first treated with an uncooked or half cooked salmon. Frankly, I did not like it. The texture was weird, and the moisture in the fish was weird at best and disgusting at worst. Next we had grilled salmon, grilled chicken, fried deer meat, and bean sprouts. We were also served fried rice cooked in Japanese style and white rice. After the meal, we had dessert. One scoop of ice-cream, about the size of a golf ball, or maybe slightly bigger, cost $3. I'll just be frank: this is downright ridiculous. It's synonymous with robbing!

Anyway, we ended that day after that meal. We went home, bathed, drank a cup of tea, and fell into a deep sleep where our body ceased all movements and dreams began trickling in.

Singlish/Manglish

Hiak hiak hiak

very long no write posts in Manglish/Singlish liao

miss this onot?

lolllll

For angmo, lai I tell you, 

Manglish or Singlish is Malaysian or Singaporean local informal or colloquial English.

Very no standard de Inglish.

Angmo if you haven't heard before you sure cheh gong

before this variant of English is 

1) uniquely Malaysian/Singaporian

(Singapore uses less, Malaysians abuse it)

2) a blend of several languages: Malay, Mandarin, Hokkien, Cantonese, and others

3) Very ungrammatical 

if you can understand at first hearing: You're gao giak ho liao!

Hiak hiak hiak

okok,

last time i go Singapore, say liao hor

later I'll post a second one la

story long dao wan die, but no choice la have to post

because if not then my memories will automatically delete it.

so sad.

cannot let it happen.

Okok.

What to write...

Nothing much actually.

Oh.

Matriculation! My friends who appealed...

virtually all no get.

Pity them. But.....aiya that one memang for Malays one mah,

why fight with them?

Never mind, go STPM or A-Level la. 

School wan reopen liao! OMG I very excited leh!!!

No la

bluff you nia xDDD

Kinda excited is true la, but not "very".

Stay at home nothing to do.

I know I perlu study.....but sorry la no mood nia,

holiday mah holiday la y need study?

So sienz you know, study during holiday.

Means whole life eat books nia, boring die.

These few days very like eat sweet foods.

Aiyer need to control myself 

after kena diabetes leh. ==

But I like swiss roll, very nice + fresh.

Oh, my nasal allergy getting worse.

Dunno y la but these few days my nose going kisiao.

Maybe because weather not stable, suka rain suka shine.

Hurt dao my nose nia, my throat also

Please la weather u stable a bit can onot?

Ei friends,

I know a lot of you are leaving already,

but 

I just wanna tell you

I'll miss you all.

I will never forget you all (unless I hate you xDDD)

And if you come back,

inform me ya,

we can go hang out together,

go watch movie,

go eat lunch,

go kacau teacher at school oso can. 

Ok?

Good luck ya, 

everyone who is continuing form 6,

or going for Matriculation/IPTA

or is now studying A-Level/SAM/HSC.

This is the exam that'll determine your future

No do well = bomb!

Bye bye.

Okok.

Bye-bye everyone.

Stay tune for my second post on Singapore 2.0 ba!

LOLLLLL!!

Singapore Trip, Part 1

Yup, I went to Singapore again. Why? Because I like that place, and most importantly I have cousins there.

Together with my mother and my sister who finally graduated after 3 years of struggle in a dead town located in a really secluded area, we went to Singapore for a last holiday before I'm completely surrounded by books and will circumnavigate around them and only them for the next one and a half year, and before my sister is completely bound to a job she could no longer taste the sweetness of freedom and the merriment of laziness.

Since Singapore is not completely an alien country - I had been there before,  the culture there is more or less the same, and the language there is English, a language I'm partly proficient at, and what makes it more enlightening is that the accent is almost the same as Malaysian accent, making it hard for anybody there to be able to distinguish me from the Singaporeans if I can speak fluently (if you stammer, people will realise something is amiss) - so we weren't exactly very excited. We only wanted to visit two places - the Zoo and the Science Centre. Others aren't listed but not exactly ruled out. The priority needs to be done first.

We went down by a night bus. The driver was a Malay young guy. He was very, very young, perhaps pushing 30. He smoked, and was surprisingly garrulous. On the way down he kept mentioning "mengantuk" (sleepy), which was understandable. Who isn't tired and feeling sleepy at night? He drove very fast for a bus - about 110 km/h - and I literally fear for my life. But thank God he was a professional driver - another surprising thing for his age.

He drove us from BM to Seremban, then from Seremban a different driver drove us to Larkin, where we changed a bus and went down to Singapore.

Without EZ link card, travelling in Singapore was quite a hassle. You need to pay slightly more for MRT and bus, and you need coins. We bought 3 EZ link card and travelled from Marsiling MRT station to Yew Tee and walked our way to my uncle's abode. He was working and so was his wife. Only my aunty's sprightly parents and my cousin were at home. Without wasting more time, we went to Singapore Zoo.

The entrance fees was exorbitant - $20 per person. $20 x 3 = $60, and after conversion it is around RM150. That's the bugbear about travelling to a country where the currency is bigger than your's. You simply need to spend more, unless the cost of living in your country is much more higher than the country you visit, than that would be a huge relief and you can fork out your money as much as you like.

Singapore Zoo was simply impressive. The area was big. The scenery was simply memorising. Greenery completely encompassed the entire Zoo, and completely grew in the inner section of the Zoo. All animals were given a wide space to roam around or rest, and their home there were authentically natural, exceedingly green and comfortable, and they were given first class treatments and foods that not even humans could enjoy. The animals there were all healthy looking. They were strong, fit and active. Unlike the animals in Taiping Zoo where all animals were on the brink of death or suffering from terminal illness because their home is so dilapidated or dirty that even visitors sympathised them for the poor quality treatment they received.

We had our lunch in a MRT station - and it sucked. Foods in Singapore isn't as great as Penang food. Sorry Singaporeans, I cannot tell lies. The food in Singapore are good, but not as good as Penang food. Economy rice there are sold in a different fashion. Here, in Penang, you'll be given a plate of rice, and you scoop whatever dishes you want yourself. Therefore, you could take up to 5 persons shares of vegetables and meats - if you could finish them. In Singapore, you're barred by a glass. They take the plate, you tell them what you want, and they take for you. No freedom in choosing food.

We came along my cousin's house at night, after we finished our dinner. But because we were so tired, we couldn't wait for our cousin's to return home and went to bed instead. That day marked the day we slept the earliest - 9.20pm.