I'm Back

Yeah yeah!! Exam was finally over!!! This semester was totally different from the last semester in June. Last semester I studied damn hard because of dun wan to fail the stupid Paper 2.4, which the new syllabus of it will be much more harder than the old one, and I was extremely lucky as I passed it with 50marks. But what happened was, this semester I feel no tension, no worry, relax and keep doing senseless stuff only. Until the last 2 week before exam, then only I feel a bit nervous (just A BIT nia, tiu mou)… Eh, this now happen to me only, but all my friends who are going to exam as well…maybe due to weather was not really good or too much protest event gua., or maybe lecturer are not pretty enough, so no heart to study… Aiya, go to have a plastic surgery la Ms Sheila... Your un-pretty-ness make the student no mood to study leh~

During the last week before exam start, I began to sot sot liao. For example, I accidentally send my audit tips to my lecturer,Mr. Haneef, who taught me another subject!! I typed the wrong email address la. No wonder my friend keep saying she didn’t get my mail. I wonder what is Mr. Haneef’s reaction when he open the mail I sent to him. Somemore, I wrote the subject big big: “F8* TIPS”.. He sure scratch his head and thinking since when he signed up for audit exam liao. Sorry ar Mr. Haneef… and please stop scratching your head liao.. I will not take responsibility if your head become bald..
(*F8 - Audit and Assurance paper)

This semester I sat for my exam in Institute Professional Baitumal at Kampung Pandan. I begin to love sitting my exam there as the table provided is 50% bigger than TARC. Besides, the space between two candidates’ table and chair are bigger also and I was not restricted when I move my chair behind a bit. The first time I sat my exam here, the first time I saw strange event happened.

First, one candidate went for wrong exam center. I really wish her good luck as she told by an invigilator that her exam center is at somewhere else by the time 2 minutes before the exam starts.

Secondly, I saw a very stupid candidate. Candidates are required to fill in a registration sheet before exam start, to prove that they are attended for the exam. The registration sheet divided into 2 parts. The above part is to fill in the candidate’s ACCA registration number, table number and exam center’s code/name. Below part is 60 columns with 4 bubbles each, printed with the purpose for the paper which have multiple choice questions. For the paper which only has written questions, the registration sheet will be collected during the exam is conducting. The exam end at sharp 5pm. An invigilator found that a candidate who sit for paper with multiple choice questions did not shade any of the bubbles at all even candidates was told to answer the question in the sheet at the beginning of the exam. Lucky that stupid guy was given chance to shade it. Otherwise he will sat there 2 hours for nothing.

Today is the last day of exam and I finally free from hell. Just now only I realized that I didn’t update my blog more than one month. I needed to log in several times before I can enter into my blog account. It seems like showing its dissatisfaction to me. Ok lah, sorry lo.. Hmmm.. I think someone not update his blog for a long time as well since the day he steal my picture and post on his blog that time. Hey, it’s time to update your blog already!! Before exam, my head always think about what I want to do and where I want to go after exam. I’m like having so much plan to let me release the pressure of exam. BUT, when the moment the invigilator asked us to stop writing sharp at 5pm just now, what I thinking was I dun wan to execute the plan liao. I thought only girls will change their mind so fast, apparently, guys will do the same too.

Christmas is coming soon. As usual, I will stay at home and listen to my neighbours screaming:”5,4,3,2,1… Merry Christmas!!!” This is the price of wanting freedom instead of a girlfriend. Anyway, wish you all merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!

当怒气聚合时

近来不知怎么搞的，身边的人都发生一点小意外。不懂是我克到他们，还是命运的安排。就在开斋节前夕的晚上，我爸就一个不小心，在厕所里摔了一跤。多数的人就是不会以正确的方法来跌，以导致受伤。难以理解是吧？正确来说，人的在跌倒的一刹那，通常都会用手去顶住地面，以免"八月十五"给摔坏了，瘀了就不好看了嘛。~谁要看啦?!基本上没有人对屁股有兴趣吧?有兴趣的请别靠近我...

就是这样一顶，手腕的关节就出问题了。医生说是骨头稍微歪了，碎了一点儿之外，基本上就没什么大碍了。~神经病啊?不痛死就怪了! 幸好他没昏倒，不然修门的费用也逃不了了。就这样奔波了一天，最后还是进了医院做了一个小手术，并留园观察一个晚上。当初还以为看铁打师傅就可以了，怎知当师傅研究了X光照后，我们才知道事情有多严重。~早知道就不用在铁打馆外头等两个小时啦,谁知道师傅哪么受欢迎的jeh....有件事还蛮奇怪的，我们怎么想也搞不清楚为什么我爸会同时刮伤鼻梁和耳尖leh?更奇怪的是，他自己也说不知道。这已变成一个迷了，除非有时光机咯。

向来的我都是报喜不报忧，自己的烦事为什么要那么多人一起为你而烦呢?~当然只限好朋友啦，不喜欢你的早就恨不得你快快死，还会理你烦恼些什么咩?幸好还有人关心我，虽然她口头上是骂我为何什么事都不和她说，还说既然我什么都不和她说，当她死时，她也不会告诉我~睬，大吉利事咩，实际上她还是关心我这个契哥的。

当初我觉得我不应该利用部落格来发泄我的不满，始终我认为当人家看你部落格的时候，应该是以开心为结尾，而不是读了以后就气愤愤的(被写的人)，或一头雾水的(看不懂的人)，或笑嘻嘻的(幸灾乐祸的人)，又或者感到担心的(关心的人“上榜“时的人)。然而，当一些事情发生以后，令我实在是忍不住想借助部落格的力量来发泄之余，并破口向他大骂KNNCCB....Oops,小弟失礼了。

最令我无法忍受的有几件事:
1. 人家说我坏话
~当然是无中生有，恶意地伤害那个咯。
2. 说我家人的不是
~我不理你对我有什么仇，总之无论如何都不可说或骂到我家人，不然我真的会和你同归于尽。
3. 命令我
~尤其比你更没能力的竟然命令你做这个那个，而且还用lan si 的口吻，你会服气咩?!

哪件事让我那么生气?唉，还不是给人说我坏话咯。既然说了那是坏话，当然不是好东西啦，而且那根本就是诽谤，捏造事实，破坏我名誉嘛!诬蔑我的这个人还可以理所当然地对别人"哭诉"说我这样做不对，那样做太过分。但事情根本就没搞清楚嘛，就凭他自己的创意幻想和胡乱猜测，再加上他最喜爱的"听一半不听一半"的行为，就开始对听众(被迫的)滔滔不绝地"演讲"起来。Skyland的其中五位成员都无一幸免他的讽刺和批评，就连曾经帮助他的人都逃不过，这第六位成员还真够朋友啊!身为Skyland成员之一的我，我可说是五个之中最伤的一个了。这种人真令人发指啊，难道他从来没反省过他这么久以来的所作所为吗?!现在还恶人先告状，真是岂有此理!!你们来评评理，难道他与某人的私人恩怨不能自己解决吗?真所谓"解铃还需系铃人"，他还好意思投诉说没人愿意自动帮他。Ei,帮你是人情，不帮你是道理，更何况我们没有义务那样做咯。~我们不是童军或上帝，你找错人了，更何况你是自己活该的!!

在这里，我请那位先生记得一件事，在说别人不对的同时，首先想一想你有没有犯了"五十步笑一百"这个错误。有口说人，没口说自己，只会令人家更加讨厌你，憎恨你。反省吧!!

注：以上所说的不针对任何人，请别争着承认以为我在说你噢。如有雷同，纯熟巧合。

Blood Donation

"Knock knock knock....." "Oooi, wake up la..Send me to work ar.. I'm gonna late already!!!" Stupid elder sister making noise outside my bedroom, asking me fetch her to work. I looked at the clock...... celaka betul ni, baru 10.30am!!! Arhhhh.... No choice lo, who ask me know how to drive meh.. Reject her? You want me to become 18 pieces ar?! Then I fetch her to work with half awaken lo. Lucky I can came back safely.

As usual, once being woke up already sure cannot fall asleep again. What can do? Do house keeping lo.. I always be the person who clean the house, but the rest must be the person who are "responsible" to "dirtify" the house. Somemore my younger sister claimed that her friend want to come over. Her sound like asking me to make sure the house is clean before her friend reach. Ooi, I'm your brother leh, not your maid!! Even maid aslo got salary, I did it for free one, what a cheap maid.

When I planned to rest a while after cleaned the house, Adelyn sms me and told me that blood bank now in critical time, only 1500 packets of blood remaining. Then I blame her that she long time din not donate blood, that's why blood bank had not enough blood lo. Then she suggested to donate blood at Pusat Darah Negara. Eh, she is serious one leh. At first I thought she was kidding tim. I wonder what happen to the management. They thought they want to adopt Just In Time(JIT) meh. At the end, Shiew Wai became our driver. Just driver only, he is definitely not going to donate blood with us. Eh, donate blood is not as pain as you all thought ok? It’s just like bitten by mosquito only, and the mosquito is NEITHER like this…..

NOR like this....

We reached Pusat Darah Negara around 1.30pm. Then we register by filling a form. After that we tested the iron level contained in our blood. When the nurse test Adelyn’s blood for second time, I already had a bad feeling that the iron in her blood was not reach the minimum level required. So? I was the only one who donate la. The one who asked me to donate sat at outside and chat at the end. Really sweat… I get a number and wait for my turn to check my blood pressure. After that I followed the directory and reached the room for donors. That is really big. I think there are more than 25 special chairs in that room.

The special chair allowed us to donate blood either left hand or right hand. If your left hand no blood come out, then can try right hand without changing the chair.

The machine which will have "beep" sound to alert the nurse that the packet of blood was already 450ml.

I'm a universal blood donor. Blue sticker is for O type, white for AB type, Yellow for B type, and red for A type.

At first I really thought the green sticker is just for a label. When I look it nearer, i saw this...RARE? What happen to my blood? I begin to feel worry why my blood was labeled "rare". Then I cin cai catch a nurse and ask for the reason. The nurse began to explain like an expert. She said: "there is something contained in your blood. But you no need to worry because this is a normal situation that grouped in the acceptable range. That means your blood is ok one, only need test the receiver blood before he/she can use your blood."

I'm sure everybody feel curious what is the "something" that contained in my blood, I am not the exception one. But you know what answer I get? answer is "dun know".... Eh, I'm not diu gou lei mai... This was what she said:"actually I also dun know. This is so complicated and it is only understandable by doctor."

"Ceh......" I'm sure you all have the same reaction as Shiew Wai and Adelyn when I told them about this. But the nurses there really polite. At least better than the nurses when I donate blood in TARC lo. Even just a simple "thank you", I really feel that what I had done was appreciated. After I rest for 10 minutes, I just get down from the chair and walked over to another side of the room. It is like a small cafe that allow the donor have a drink and some food.

The food and drink they served. Of course included some pill for regain the iron. Normally I'll throw it away.

We should feel happy after did a good thing. But I feel a bit regret to do so as my left hand was so pain. My left hand like already cacat liao!! Can't even grab thing well.

Wound after donate blood~Day 1

Wound after donate blood~Day 2
Cis, internal bleeding pula. Bengkak and pain somemore.

Eventhough sometimes will happen this kind of accident, but I never change my mind to stop donating blood every 3 months as there is so much benefits!! Who said receiver is the only beneficiary? For example, donating blood may reduce the risk of heart disease for men and stimulate the generation of red blood cells. Anecdotally, elderly people in good health have reported feeling invigorated by giving blood on a regular basis. (Sweat…..)

I really encourage people to donate blood as it is really can help others, and can benefit yourself at the same time. Especially guys… We do not have period like female. By donating blood, we can take out the “dirty” blood and “manufacture” the new one. Sounds nice right?

To become a qualified donor, following rules must be complied:
1. You are in good health on the day you donate blood
2. You are between 18-60 years of age.
3. Your weight is above 45kg.
4. You have more than 8 hours of sleep.
5. You are free from any medical problems. E.g., high blood pressure, heart diseases, diabetes, migraine, flu, fever etc.
6. You have not taken antibiotic recently.
7. You have taken light meal before donating blood.
8. You are not involving in any of the following activities:
(a) Homosexual relationship
(b) Bisexual relationship
(c) Multiple sexual partner
(d) You have sexual contact with those mentioned above
(e)Drug abuse
9. Your last donation is more than 3 months ago

疯狂

看来我很久没更新我的部落格了，当看到人家每个都更新部落格时，真有点不甘愿。为什么不甘愿？我也不知道，给我两角半，我帮你去问神吧.....为什么两角半? Er..... 我又不是百科全书，哪知道那么多啊？！人家那么说，我也就跟了嘛。为什么那么没逻辑? Er..... 来人啊! 把这"问题"儿童给托走，顺便给我打五十大板!

好消息，我终于"开斋"了~终于可以吃肉了!! 想当初真是凄惨，眼巴巴看着人家大口大口地吃东西，而自己只能大口大口地吞口水，真是不好受。就连美乃滋也不能吃(因为有蛋)，我真不懂现在的和尚和尼姑的生活有会多姿多彩到什么程度。幸好只是一个月，不然还真的觉得活着没什么意义。现在？什么狗屎垃圾都二话不说就摆进口了，理你好吃不好吃的，总之就要补回一个月没吃肉的份，反正有人说我的脸凹进去了，补回一点肉也不会太过分吧? 现在谁要找我吃东西? 本大爷绝对奉陪到底! ~条件是：你付钱.....

自从我“开斋”以后，我做了不少疯狂的事.....
第一，我在四天内吃了三餐麦当劳!! 不懂是巧合，还是有人有心想捉弄我。尤其是Shiew Wai，一天到晚说Mcd,Mcd的，三餐里有两餐是他建议的(一餐是自找的)。真不懂要破口大骂:他妈的，还是我要对着镜子对镜子里面的人说: 你为什么那么馋嘴?!

第二，玩电脑游戏至早上五点!! 还是从晚上八点半起呢。坐到我开始觉得我的屁股已经不是我身上的一部分似的 ~麻痹到用刀刺下去都无知觉了。有些人觉得不以为然，但是我是一个好学生兼好孩子呐 ~开始听到有人扮咳嗽了哦，这样做似乎不是一个好学生兼好孩子该做的事。都是那个Calvin啦，引诱我去拿Gunbound里什么珍贵的avarta ~就来可以改姓“赖”了。而且还是用卑鄙的手段得到的tim，总之我只知道一个原本你射我我射你的刺激游戏，变成一个you jump, I jump的无聊游戏。Aiya，反正大家都这样做，我多正人君子也衬托不出他们的卑鄙无耻的啦，那我只好放弃咯。
~牛唔饮水，唔按得牛头低, 唔好讲得自己咁伟大

第三，半夜三更看恐怖戏。近来我姐不懂从哪借来的一堆DVD ~没错，是一堆，不是一叠，顿时我可以开始售卖DVD了。里面有各式各样的恐怖片，从粤语的到英文的，恐怖到色情的，僵尸到丧尸的，杀人狂到无头鬼的，懒惰鬼到咸色鬼的，统统都有，总之是眼花缭乱啦。选了一部封面看起来很好看，看到一半想睡觉，看到最后想用石头砸烂电视机的烂臭恐怖片。整部戏都不懂要表达些什么，只知道你追我我追你，有必要时就拿起武器互砍。妈的，不懂我是在看恐怖片还是黑社会打架片。当看完时，从开始吵着说要看的人，竟然在沙发上呼呼大睡!!! @#~%☆^&*()+△
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再拉也没用啦，只有三个而已啦。Eh，三个对我来说已是很够疯狂了。失望？那你要我在街上裸奔然后把它录起来放在Youtube吗?! 我可不想有"溜鸟侠"这个称号，更不想有些人看了后觉得自卑或兴奋。还有，裸奔是犯法的! "鸟"这类东西还是别随便和别人分享比较好。

说到分享，我想要与大家分享我可爱的堂弟跳舞的样子。以下这个是于彩排当天录下来的。虽然视觉和听觉都不是那么好，但总好过没有吧。敬请观赏。

Memories

I would like to say sorry to my blog reader who do not understand English as i posted Chinese blog few days ago. Sometimes it is hard for me to type my feeling in English. You all know la, I'm chinese educated, obviously my Chinese will be better. If you need translation, please click here. Although it is talking bullshit after all, but then better than nothing mah. I think you can understand around 10% of the whole post. No need to rub your eyes, you have no eyesight problem. I tried that website already, the result came out is like shit!! If I'm not translating what i had wrote, i don't even know what it is fucking about.... It is better you ask someone who have chinese background to translate for you.

I read most of my friend's blog. I saw most of them posted about their life during primary and secondary school. Some of them even reported thier life since they was a baby. I don't know it is coincident or already takdir... I found pictures of mine which was taken when I'm still a innocent kid. Some of the pictures are funny, and this makes me decided to share with my friends. And at the same time I can show off how cute I was. Now I'm no longer a cute guy already.. haiz.. who ask me become a handsome guy liao leh? ~Aiyo, give face a bit and stop vomiting ok?

I think that I'm a lucky guy. My dad is the eldest son of my grandparents, and me is the eldest son of my parents. So, i'm the "jiong zi dik siun",which means the first male child of a first male child in a family. Complicated? Ask your mom la. I don't know how to explain already. Conclusion is..... male grandchild la. Just because of this, my grandmom and aunties was so sayang me. For example, my name was given after a fortune teller counted my time of birth("bat zi" in cantonese), i will have present in cash of RM50 during birthday, etc... And this not happen on the lesser lucky one, my elder and younger sister. Really tong yan nge tong mang.

Ok, fai wah siu gong, let's start the story about myself...
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I also don't know who is this until my mom told me that it was me.

Really fat till can cut some part to cook bat kut teh liao.

My sister and me, in my uncle's weeding dinner.

I don't know why i worn like a waiter while my sister was like a princess.

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I'm not sure wheather I "banana addicted" or inimical with banana.

Got one sure got two.. got two? Sure got no more left la.

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My lovely tricycle was sold to a "anneneh" liao.

But uncle Ford still available, wanna have a ride?

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Chew: "take off your hand, ham sap lou!!

Dont't you try to kiss me, ham sap poh!!"

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Family photo taken at Genting Highland.

Ah Yng? She was still in the form of sperm and ovam.

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Who said I'm fat since I was small?!

I also got thin before leh.

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Chew Chew and me.

My mom want to wear our pants parallel to our nipples but she failed to do so.

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Me at Padang Merdeka.

But I not able experience the feeling of stepping on the grass cause the barrier was too high.

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My cousins and me during CNY.

I think my younger sister was the cutest amongst them.

Of course la.. took photo with SOME monster woh.

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During my sister's birthday.

My clothing was like going to sleeping or just woke up.

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A-Famosa... Trip to Melaka seems like wasting my time.

I also don't like to see walls and cannon one.

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At the birtday party of Chew Chew and me..Dad and mom want to save cost ma... The person beside me was one of my best friend during primary school. Very unlucky we lost contact after we entered into secondary school.

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The time when we cut cake and blew candle before wishing...

I don't know whether the guy never cut cake before or never take picture before.

He put so much effort and stand between us and hold the plastic knife with my brother.

Notice that my cake was bigger than my brother one? And do you notice only I have angpau? This is so called discrimination/bias/different between jiong zi dik siun and his brother.

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My younger sister's birthday party...

I damn nge song for being woke up by my mom.

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Finish blowing candle hor?

I go bank and sleep first. Good night.

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I start my study life when I was in 5 years old. I still remember that I was a dai ham sap when I'm still a kid. Everytime aslo cried like hell just because of small small thing. But this method really got affect woh, all the people aslo will feel sympathy to me and sayang me. If not why i use that method for several years ar?

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This story ended at Standard 2.....

One day, I scolded by one of my friend who cannot tolerate anymore. She used that pei si face and say: "you really memper-siasui-kan.. really useless.. know nothing except crying.." Since that day, I swear to myself that i won't simply drop tear anymore. And i finally realised the side effect after few years............ I became cold blood liao. I dun even have feeling when watching a drama which have a extreamly sad story. The female family members used the tisu like her father is producing tisu paper or having a business of specialised in selling tisu paper..

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The time when I was in kindergarten...

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Graduation photo. That time I dun even know why they want to take my picture. I thought they gonna send my picture to model company.. makes me cannot sleep well for few nights..

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My stingy father bought me a simple and small cake during celebration of my birthday in kindergarten. Lucky I had fought for that.. Otherwise what I'm cutting was swiss roll liao.

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The birthday stars taking photo together. Do you notice the little monster standing beside me?

It was Khian Foo.. And Alex was standing at the last row.

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Sijil berhenti tadika yang kurang bernilai.

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As other students, I entered primary school in 7 years old. I still remember that how my parent brought me into the class:
When I first day went to kindergarten:

~My dad bring me to a seat and then say bye bye to me.
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When I first day went to primary school:

~My mom stood outside the class and asked me go in myslef. After that say bye bye..
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When I first day went to secondary school

~My dad's car parked at opposite the school and ask me go in myself. This time no bye bye.

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Class photo in Standard 1. The class which get the award of "dirtiest class" for 35 weeks.

Class photo in Standard 3. The youngest class in morning session and get the award of "cleanest class" for 35 weeks. Really regret to enter this class.. Because all the student in this class was pandai-pandai belaka.. I totally cannot compete and only can get 47/50 in the kedudukan. Sad...

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Time passed so fast and I was already in secondary school.....

During Form 3.. Nothing to comment about.. Just want to tell my class teacher: "sei ham sap lou, balik kampung tanam jagung la!!"

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Final year in secondary school.. I seems like half awaken like that..

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My first and second job during Form 4 holiday and after SPM respectively was at Aktif Lifestyle Store which is not longer exist liao..Why? Gulung tikar liao la.. Everyday kena cursed by the us when passby outside the building, no matter how good business aslo no use la.~You believe it ar? If we have such power, I already passed all my ACCA papers la..

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The lady in green colour T-shirt was our assistant manager. She was totally a different person during and after working hour. Damn scary when saw her in the shopping floor.. She changed from a lion to a cat after working hour. If she is good friend of you after working hour, don't think you will safe when you did something wrong in front of her. She will definitely no gice face and scold you in front of thousand of customers and staffs. (Note: her voice was loud enough untill the whole Plaza OUG can heard it even she didn't use microphone.)

What I wonder sometime is, am I from SMK Desa Perdana or SMK Sri Sentosa? You know why I think like that? Because my close friends now are all from SMK Sri Sentosa. I'm like a Alien when go out with them. But this group of "human from the Earth" treating me so good!! Nevertheless, I will aslo never forget the friends of mine in my secondary school who also treating me as good as the "human from the Earth"... Wish friendship forever..


p/s: I realised I'm not that cold blooded. I felt so sad when my grandpa passed away.. I thought I can tahan the tears.. but at the end, I failed to do so...

好消息与坏消息

近来觉得时间过得还真快，起床没多久太阳就下山了。啊，真是光阴似箭，夕阳无限好呀! 好好好，好个屁啦，是起床比较晚一点啦!!每天晚上温习到半夜三更，还要七早八早起床，当我是机械人还是神仙啊?不过我跟神就快没什么分别了，反正一天内给人诅咒就来坐神台三次，我是不是人都无所谓了。

星期四是我最难受的一天，因为我必需早上十点前到学院，上课上到晚上十点才回到家。再加上现在于斋戒当中，午餐和晚餐都是用面包或饼干来解决，吃到我的口又干又淡。当看着人家大口大口地咬着汉堡和薯条，不禁直流口水，但也只能把我自己带来的烂臭面包，边吃边想像自己好像在吃汉堡咯。

今天又是星期四，艰难的一天又开始了。讨厌的闹钟把我和周小姐的约会终止了。心里多不甘愿也没用啊，谁叫我的闹钟是我的手机"充当"的，我才不愿意把我的宝贝丢出门外。看你笑得那么淫，我就知道你想歪了，此宝贝不同彼宝贝。彼宝贝有如万能胶似紧一紧地黏着我，那会舍得离开我呐? (18SX，小孩子请回避!)

起床后，该死的眼睛怎样也张不大，只好去洗个澡来咯。正当我冲完凉，把门打开时，我妈已坐在冲凉房外的沙发上了。这时，我妈不懂是扮傻还是真的不知道我等一下要去上课，竟然问我要去哪里。当我跟她说我等一下要去上课时，她便开始从歪题进入正题了....
"Ceh,去上课罢了是吗?我还以为去拍拖呢"妈说。哇，我哪来的女朋友啊?!还是她已当了周小姐是她未来媳妇了?我妈是否想喝媳妇茶想到傻了?等我还未开口答辩，她的机关枪又出击了.....
"没女孩子追你meh? ” ~有就要接受的meh
"有人暗恋你没有?" ~你都说明暗恋了，我哪知道啊
"你没有去追女孩子meh?” ~有没有追女孩子需要直击报导么
"你有没有喜欢过女子啊?" ~我可以原谅你在"喜欢过" 和"女子" 之间少了"哪个"两个字
无可奈何嘛，只回答"没有啊，没有啊" 来敷衍她咯。但是她还是穷追不舍，并重复了她最后一个问题。这时我心里想我妈是否要婉转地问我是不是搞断背了。然而，我也明白为什么她会这样问，毕竟我22岁了还是单身，难免她会怀疑的。这时我当然安慰我妈，说我有女朋友了一定带回来的给她看看的。但是，事实上妈有那种想法，还是我把事情复杂化了?这还是一个迷..... 我没有侦探精神?难道你要我问她是否怀疑我是gay吗? 这样会把事情极度复杂化，懂吗？

在去学院的路途中，我突然想起那天有个朋友也是这样问我。那时候她在电话的另一边比我妈直接100倍。她问我有没有喜欢或暗恋过女生，就算我是喜欢或暗恋过男生，她也不会看不起我。我顿时的反应是：他妈的，要八卦也不必那样问我吧?!到盖了电话后我才发觉她是否怀疑我搞断背啊.... 天啊!这是凑巧还是我脸上有刻了"我搞断背"四个大字啊?!我还笨到拿镜子来照，真死蠢.....

发生这些事，我只可以用两个字来形容我的心情.....
"倒霉"?错
"愤怒"?又错
"接受"?去死啦，错错错错错错
是"开心".....因为起码还有人关心我嘛。试问你完全不关心的人，你才懒得管他爱上了人妖还是禽兽呢.....我觉得我现在的生活没什么不好嘛，起码我自由自在，不受另一半的约束，也可以专心地读书，最多我答应你们，家人第一，朋友第二，女朋友第三咯,满意了吧?

p/s: 我不懂为什么在每一年新年的团圆饭上一定有人问我有了女朋友没。我有了我不会立刻派人发皇榜告知天下meh?!我不嫌你们烦，你们也该问到sien了吧....

Newcomer In My House

♪ Oh you don’t mean nothing at all to me Oh you don’t mean nothing at all to me.....♪ Stupid Nelly Furtado woke me up in the "early" morning. I was still thinking who is the senseless person was calling my handphone. It was my dad. I'm sure that he mou hou dai hit if he call me at this time. Of course, it was same as what i expected. He ORDER me to wake up immediately and told me that he will reach in 10 minutes. Then i asked why. "Come and help me to carry thing" he said. At this time, I scold bad words to him...... Of course, scold in my own heart. I'm not that stupid to raise a war with the captain commander/source of living. Otherwise you are the one who suffer. Aiya, I know i mou guat hei, but human being is like that one la. Dun tell me you want to fight against the money. I'm sure you have a higher chance to lose.

Once my dad's car was reach at the gate, I saw my aunty was in the car too. I feel wonder what is going to happen later. At that point, my dectective mind begin to analysis the possible event that will happen.
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Analysis Report will be the following:
1. They are planning to sell me at Petaling street (0%)
~stand whole day aslo nobody want to buy la.
2. They want treat me lunch (20%)
~treat me eat dragon meat aslo no use la. I eat zai for 1 month leh.
3. They want transfer all their property to me (0.5%)
~man man den la
4. They want me to help to carry thing (100%)
~bullshit

While the possibilities still floating in my mind, we reach the destination already. It is Standard Charted building, my aunty's working place. Then above my head appeared a million of question marks. Carry thing in Standard Charted building? Wah, this time fat dat la.. Maybe is money!!! Eh, want dreaming please go home and sleep first. Thank you for your co-operation.

I followed my aunty to 17th floor. I damn enjoy for taking the lift as the lift is so high-tech. I got a feeling not to come out from the lift at the moment the lift door was opened. Ya la, I know I like a sam bah lou la. Cannot meh? The security system is damn good until my aunty need to scan her card non stop only we reach to the office. I was brought to a room and my aunty point her finger to a......... a.........a........ thing...... Excuse me, it was fully cover by plastic. How i'm gonna to judge what it is huh?! Without asking further, i tried to carry that "thing". The "thing" is not so heavy only, but DAMN heavy. A staff came in with a trolley. Then we carried this "thing" to my dad's car. Again, we passed the non stop card scanning process. Maybe that time i still haven't totally awaken, plus feel nge song for being waken up such early, therefore i never ask what is the thing inside. And they seems to not planning to tell me also. Finally, I reach my home. The "thing" was put at my house.......

The "Thing" ~ looks like washing machine from this angle

Side view

Do you able to guess what is inside?

Finally i know what is inside after i saw this lable:

LORENZO!! A brand of furniture

I tear the plastic and saw this:

A brand new sofa

The sofa is damn nice, no matter it is from point of view of its looking or the feeling sitting on it. Then i start planning where to put this so that I can show off a bit. After I move the furniture in my living room here and there, I decided to put it beside my house phone. Why? Of course want comfortable when talking on phone lo. I feel so sayang cause cannot use it as my computer chair. But then i realised that why my living room suddenly looked like so weird. And I found the weird part..............

Matching Problem....

You can try to imagine when the new sofa want to match with the old one, it is impossible it look nice because...........my sofa set that my dad bought 10 years ago is like this....

You judge la. Match meh? If your answer is yes, i think it is time you go to see doctor already.

开始了啦！！

终于踏出我写部落格的第一步了，如果写得不好，请不要吐口水好吗? 不要?! 我是为你的电脑萤幕着想呐，爆炸了可不管我的事吖，是你自作自受的。想当初还“屎”(读"sai") 别人写部落格无聊，像大便，还要讲像牛大便tim..... 我看我需要收回那句话，并在此说一声对不起。

终于开学了!!!这个假期真真真真真真长，等开学到我发霉。今天是开学的第十天了，才让我发现原来开学了也不是一番好滋味，我可是上一整天的课吖。持续几天这样，不死都半条人命了。累的不是身体，而是脑筋。三天之内塞进两个月的课程，使我疲累不堪。就因为是catch up class,讲师的速度就像子弹火车一般，如果没录起来，我看这个十二月我就要交白卷了。

这次的课, 我的班有点特别。怎样特别? 猜猜看.....

同学都是美女? 不是
老师都是美女? 不是
老师和同学都是妖怪? 不是啦!! Sot的都知道我身边布满妖怪啦，老师和同学都是妖怪又有什么特别的?! (嘿嘿....我只是加点娱乐性，让你们没有那么闷嘛)
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是有Adelyn陪我上课啦。不够特别meh? 我还是觉得比"老师和同学都是妖怪" 还来得特别呢。虽然有逃课记录，但有人陪上课，总好过像以前孤伶伶一个人嘛。另外还有一堆好朋友陪呢，这次再也不会嫌无聊了。

明天没有上课，可是必须温习，真命苦啊!!!(说是温习，可能又去走街的，看看有没有人约我咯) 谁叫我要等到成绩出了才报名?。还要大声说及格两科后就要吃斋一个月，这次真的是自己拿来的。幸好没说要剃光头,不然就变成光头佬了。