Love Story...

Everyone's got their very own Love Story, and this does not exclude people of the dark side. Being one form the dark side, I have got a cold personality. I dislike more than I like. There are many things as well as people that I would normally dislike at first sight or at first impression.

I do not have super sensors of emotions of people around me which some of my friends greatly desire. However, I do have the ability to know the personality and character of that person even at first sight and it is nearly always correct! It is by time that I come to accept something or someone.

There are people who hide their interests. Certain people tend to deny things that are superbly proven. Some pretended to be innocent. A handful do not want to accept the fact that they are in love or favour one over another. Others are just fooled by the mere appearances & sweet talks. And last but not least, some are forever after the one they lust but will never get them no matter how many targets they change. Well, these are a few things that contribute to uncountable love stories existing today.

Thursday, 15th October 2009 - The day the KFC gang came to Penang. They came for food & entertainment. I met up with them for a brief period of time, mostly at Hard Rock Hotel & Cafe. Well, I don't really find Hard Rock that interesting, but they were kinda obsessed with it. I was joined with my cousin.

Vain...

Saturday, 17th October 2009 - Once again, Karaoke session. This time it was with Ai Ling, Han Yang & Wee Keat only. Thanks to someone who flew our airplane, we had to pay one head extra! It was mostly English songs we sang this time as all of us were bananas. To identify the song by the title in Chinese characters was tough enough, let alone reading the lyrics. After the music session, we went to Old Town New World Park for history lessons.

Tuesday, 20th October 2009 - Bzzt... bzzt... My cell phone vibrated. It was from someone I am fond of - Autumn. She asked me to collect something from her when my class ended. However, things didn't go very well according to plan. I drove to school that morning but due to the 5-hour gap in between, Big Berd & Epinephrine wanted to go back home, therefore I let them take my car back and Big Berd drove hers when returning to the campus. Kingston drove too with a 247.

My initial plan was to follow Big Berd to deal with reactivating my DiGi prepaid line since it was nearly 90 days since I left it untouched. However, Jelly Cockroach wanted us to have KFC with him since it was Tuesday (he had a stewpid 25% off member card). So after Big Berd had done with her oral cream thingy, we went to Tesco Extra SP. I thought it would only be for a while, so I told Autumn that I would take only half an hour to get to her. Little did I know, the KFC gang wished to lepak in Tesco.

There wasn't much option for me but to wait. Autumn then said she left the stuff on her gate. It kept me thinking what she was going to give me. My imagination went wild. Could it be that she saw my blog and wanted to end our relationship? Did she intend to give me back what I gave her last time? Or was it food? My heart was not at ease.

Finally when it came the time to leave Tesco, I followed Big Berd. When we reached Autumn's house, I jumped down & grabbed the small black plastic bag she left at the gate. It smelled something familiar - nangka!! It was a fruit which I ate & had diarrhoea when I was young. Thereafter, I dared not take even a single bite any longer.

Reaching home, I unwrapped the black plastic to reveal the contents...

The contents...


Nangka - the most obvious...


Rock cakes - really hard as rocks...


Anchovies...

These made up my dinner that night. Luckily I did not eat KFC earlier. I ate the nangka since they were given by Autumn and they were strangely sweet - as sweet as Autumn. Big Berd took 2 nangka & a rock cake from me. Next, I moved on to finish the anchovies. Frankly speaking, I don't like anchovies, but the chilli paste was Sectumsempra-prerfectly done! It made me crave for more indeed.

I left the rock cakes for the following day since I was already full. I would actually be delighted to thank Autumn for these things she gave. She made the anchovies with her mum. It was like a relationship renewed. It took me back to the times I used to cook and shared with her as she did the same for me too. She partially lightened up my dark gloomy day.

After the lovely dinner I went to my computer to update a few things. There was suddenly a MSN message approaching. It was from someone called Mee Sua. This Mee Sua was rather new to me and we chatted for some time. I felt some fondness with this Mee Sua and I am comfortable chatting with this Mee Sua. We kept in touch for a few days and it had been going on for so good so far. Mee Sua thus enhanced the glittering of my day. Thank God for sending two sweet Angels to me - Autumn & Mee Sua.

Present - The Pharmacy programme had been giving me a headache this semester as there are too many industrial subjects. I admit I'm more of a clinical person rather than industrial. If given a choice for me to choose a character in a game, I'd go for defensive might, healing or support over offensive might. Several lecturers were giving me a tough time. I slept late last night, around 3 a.m. and woke up at 6 a.m. with a light head. I had Pharmaceutical Technology viva this morning and it was hell! I did manage to answer almost all the questions though.

With all the things happening & people I'm meeting, I'm struck yet again with a divided heart. Though there is a sweet music running in my head, I have mixed feelings. I hate. I love. I miss. I'm anxious. I'm confused. What is going on?

pure white rose - pure love...

Today is a winding road,
That's taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa,
Today in the blink of an eye,
I'm holding on to something and I do not know why I tried...

I tried to read between the lines,
I tried to look in your eyes,
I want a simple explanation; what I'm feeling inside,
I gotta find a way out Maybe there's a way out...

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer,
Do you know youre unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said,
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors,
I don't wanna ever love another,
You'll always be my thunder,
So bring on the rain,
And bring on the thunder...

Today is a winding road,
Tell me where to start and tell me something I don't know, whoa,
Today I'm on my own,
I cant move a muscle and I cant pick up the phone, I don't know...

And now I'm itching for the tall grass,
And longing for the breeze,
I need to step outside, just to see if I can breathe,
I gotta find a way out,
Maybe there's a way out...

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer,
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said,
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors,
I don't wanna ever love another,
You'll always be my thunder,
So bring on the rain...

Yeah I'm walking on a tightrope,
I'm wrapped up in vines,
I think Ill make it out,
but you just gotta give me time,
Strike me down with lightning,
Let me feel you in my veins,
I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain,

Today is a winding road,
That's taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer,
Do you know youre unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said,
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors,
I don't wanna ever love another,
You'll always be my thunder,
So bring on the rain,
And bring on the thunder,
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer,
Do you know youre unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder,
So bring on the rain,
Oh baby bring on the pain,
And listen to the thunder...

Mid Autumn 2009...

Wednesday, 30th September 2009 - this is a hectic day for me. My parents prepared steamboat (火锅/暖炉 - note the Hokkien pronunciation of steamboat is "loh/炉" which is the same as "heoh loh"/香炉) to offer prayers to Tua Pek Kong (大伯公) as the following day would be the day to send the incense pot (香炉) back to the temple. So on this day, I could not do my own things as I had to help my parents preparing for the "loh" (炉). That night, many aunties from Lam Wah Ee came over. It was an experience to mix with these aged but crazy people (you should have seen what they did in Hadyai - aggressive =.=").

Mid autumn 2009 (3rd October 2009)... What did I do? let's see, went to Queensbay to look for mooncakes but found none. After that, I had karaoke session with the infamous wizards & witches of Penang - Wee Keat, Han Yang, Inn Cheq & Ai Ling. It was very long indeed since we last karaoked together. They had the capability to curse the original artistes. Last time I heard, they actually selected Michael Jackson's songs to sing. They accidentally selected a few songs twice & what happened the next day? Michael Jackson was dead. THEY KILLED MJ!!

This time, we sang at Oriental KTV instead of RedBox. Well, I have to admit that although Oriental KTV's sound system is not as good as RedBox's but the food & services are way much much better in Oriental KTV. Anyway, the session was fun because this time, we sang not only popular hits, but also oldies (English & Chinese oldies including dialects). We even edited some songs & assigned theme songs to some people. Han Yang was assigned "對面鼓的 aunty 看過來" (a variation of "對面鼓的女孩看過來").

Since there were lack of people with the ability to reach Simplified Chinese let alone Traditional Chinese (except for Inn Cheq), most of the songs selected were mainly in English. There were quite a number of Chinese songs somehow, mostly by Inn Cheq & I, with Ai Ling sometimes, but we (Ai Ling & I) sang based on our memory of the songs. After 4 hours of music, we went for supper. Damn! My throat was as coarse as sand.

Also, this mid autumn I got a mooncake from my friend. Wow~ I'm seriously honoured. One of the very few times my friend would give me mooncake. Well, you cannot blame me. I'm not favoured by many people that encountered me. They see me as a mysterious substandard person. Many despise these type of people. Therefore, I'm grateful to God that I have friends still. Thank you very much Mr. P! haha.

There is a tale to be told about this mooncake. It was divided into 8 equal pieces by Mr. WhyWhy Tan. I ate one piece, WhyWhy ate one. Then when Kingston & Wonky returned, it was learned that Kingston soot one piece. It was uncertain whether Wonky ate or not because nobody ever knows what he was doing. I called Epinephrine to come over to eat her share. Also, not forgetting Big Berd. Both came like penguins hopping to get fed (& FAT). Big Berd took 1, Epinephrine took 2, leaving 2 pieces behind. Kingston came down & soot another one leaving one last piece. WhyWhy came down and saw the last piece & he siezed it not knowing Wonky had not eaten any. At the same time, Epinephrine asked Wonky to descend the floor to get his last piece of mooncake. Wonky came down only to find nothing was left for him.

Tuesday, 6th October 2009 - this day, I did not have any mid semester examination paper to sit for but I followed Yean Yong to school thinking that there were long afternoon classes. I wore black shoes, black socks, black slacks, & black shirt with a silver tie. Never would I wear a tie simply but this day was too special to me. This day, was the third anniversary of me meeting someone. She might had forgotten it, I do not blame her. I am no longer important to her now & never anymore in the future.

We used to be very close during the first stage. It was fun to have someone to share problems with, to have dinner with, to explore this God-forsaken land together, and to sing together. Her absence was like a missing melody in my duet of life. However, I was very stupid to have told her my darkest personality. I thought I didn't want to lie to her then. What is worse, we had a very big misunderstanding during the middle stage of our companionship which contributed to the destruction of our relationship.

I was deeply hurt by her actions & impressions she had about our misunderstanding. I actually had feelings for her, but due to my darkest personality, I kept myself away from her thinking that it would be cheating if I were to get closer to her. I tried to talk to her regarding this but my darkest personality prevented me from doing that. Many times I tried talking to her but her responses made me rebound.

I was a pussy. I was afraid that she would shun away from me if she were to know someone as filthy as I am were to have feelings for her. It was not until this year that I mustered all my courage, thinking I was ready to tell her, but the fact that she already had a boyfriend just so recently shattered my whole cast of courage. Hope was lost. I had forgone everything for someone who had already been taken.

Funny it was that I should feel jealous. It was then that I found out that I actually fell in love with her. I realised it too late. Everything was gone now. I could not even tell her that I loved her now. It should remain as a silent one. I could only see her from afar, help her as she would allow. So close yet so far.

庙口的街角
还在演着陌生熟悉的歌仔戏
看戏的人也只有零星的聚集
辛苦的似乎需要更多的鼓励嘿~

人生如戏

每一出戏里总会有一个自己

就算只剩一个人也要演下去

像一出没有对手的对手戏

一瞬间闪过好多画面
我还想再看到你熟悉的脸
我感觉的到我对你将永远永远的思念
为何你离我远去

又为何你没有消息

是否可以不再为了你哭泣

我想你可能已经全都忘记

但我还在缅怀你我的过去

虽有很多风雨我存在记忆体

戏还没演完你就要离去

一瞬间闪过好多画面
我还想再看到你熟悉的脸
我感觉的到我对你将永远永远的思念
为何你离我远去

又为何你没有消息

是否可以不再为了你哭泣

我身骑白马走三关

改换素衣回中原

我在梦中找无你

我的心已经跟你去

不知影何时返来元身边 已经不在

我想你可能已经全都忘记
但我还在缅怀你我的过去
虽有很多风雨我存在记忆体
戏还没演完你就要离去

还有没有时间能继续下去
不要到最后我还在这里
还在相信这是我们的戏
而你是我的唯一

Evil & Darkness Rising...

My days run darker as I age. Smiles are rarer than frowns. Laughters are even tougher to come by than smiles. Everyday, I feel the burden getting heavier and heavier. My personality is driving me mad. The fact that I'm the only child in the family is pressuring me harder every single day.

Difficulty is there when I cannot mingle well with my circle of friends. They are getting well with each other but I'm not getting well with them. It is as if there is a feeling that they hate me. I know I'm way inferior by the way I look, dress, communicate and perform academically. I tried to open up myself to them but somehow, there seems to be a barrier and I ended up scorned. I always blamed it on communication.

I tried to be kind but they don't seem to care or to appreciate. I controlled my temper but it is not enough. People still hate me even I control my temper or not. Is it because that I'm born into this life of hatred that I have to suffer? Is it because you all have heard about the other side of me? Niama eh kong leh! If you have, and if you despise me, pray hard that your future generations aren't born with life like mine. I tell you the truth, it is not my choice to be born in this life. If I could choose, I wouldn't have chosen it. NOBODY would!

Not merely friends. My juniors too. Am I that bad a senior? Why do I see fear in the eyes of those I talk to? At times I see disgust in their eyes. It is as if I'm a disgrace to them and they're ashamed to be related to me. Some seniors too looked down upon me. Just because of that incident that had happened 3 years ago, I lost many of my seniors' confidence. Even my grandmother's.

People see me as a dark person at first sight. Even after I've done many things to try to set things right, they still have that kind of bad impression on me. What could I do? I've been nice before. Now? FUCK IT. You're looking for a bad guy? I'm here.

I was not like that before. The CB-Sakai people will know. I used to be relatively warm, caring and noble last time. Last time, back at the Central Valley, I used to shell prawns for my friends. I cooked for my lecturer & friends. I played music for my friends. I could actually lend my proper mobile phone to my coursemate while I used a defunct phone. Now? MaPuKi you do the shelling. You do the cooking. You entertain me. And I won't lend anything to anyone, defunct or not. Nabeh! I'm not boasting. I know I've changed to a far more terrible person now. Now I'm cold, evil, selfish, unkind with a dark personality. This is what you all thought about me isn't it?

Why should I be kind and sporting? You were not sporting. You were a PUSSY and still are a pussy. When there was a complaint about certain things, you were one of the loudest. Kaninabu! But when it came to the time to come face to face with the problem, (to put it in a proper way) you shied away, otherwise, (in a direct way) you chickened out (Hokkien ue kio kan-kay).

Why I chose to be cold and not to be friendly? Simply because some people here are multiple-faced pontianaks. This does not exclude you, my dear. When there is a need for us, or when there is a benefit to be extracted from us, you will come to us and be nice, warm and friendly to us. You speak in our tongue in order to "jek" us so that we would let our guard down. Your speeches are usually layered (berlapik-lapik). Bin phuey pni cibai kao! You use your soft, delicate, charming, artistic, and poetic, but predictable lines on us just to persuade (force) us to do as told (ordered) by you. You're just so "eat chicken near chicken, eat duck near duck" (ciak kay ua kay, ciak akk ua akk).

When you finished using me, what will you do to me? One word - DISPOSE! Wow, I didn't know you're that environmental friendly. At this time, I am made of glass. If i'm not made of glass, I'm invisible (<-highlight to reveal). Whenever things turn out to be good, it is always your good, benevolent doing even though your saint self have naught to contribute and you've contributed nothing. When things go amiss, you start pointing fingers. Kao lin ah? Point fingers to 'cucuk' people's backside ah?

You are a hypocrite! Fire-stones are way more beautiful than you are! I may be foul-mouthed by complaining about what you have done, but I am telling the truth nonetheless. However, what you're saying about me is all way out of course! People build castles in the air but you, you build meteors in the air, causing havoc at the earth down below. Watch out as one day, I may send a hailstorm back to you as to return you your noble favour.

You only know how to save your own foul skin. FUCK IT! The only thing you're good at is charms and using people as your pawn, to block bullets for you. I warn you this, repent, or else flee, if you value your foul skin!! You have not seen the worst of me, yet! Limpek Kan Ka Lu Khi Thi Ah!!!

A Turning Point...

'Twas long ago since I've last waved my blog with dull, monotonous & dry words. Well, it had been a rather tough year that I've went through. It may not appear to be physically tough to all of you but it's mentally & emotionally taxing to me.

2nd year BPharm was kinda boring. Seriously, I do not think that AIMST BPharm programme is really good. To be honest, it is far from the standard BPharm programme in Malaysia. Imagine this, a 3rd year student knows nothing about Pharmacotherapy except classifications of Autonomic Drugs, and, we learn Medicinal Chemistry before being exposed to Pharmacology. However, I cannot really say it out loud, therefore I sometimes I find myself telling people that: "To be completely honest, I'm a liar."

Lecturers we had of different qualities and quantities. The industiral lecturers seem to keep going away while the clinical lecturers seem to keep on coming. We had a range of interesting and terrible lecturers - Bird's Nest Head, Snoopy Ratio, Magic Mushroom Addict, Rabid Dog, and even our very own Tweety Bird and Apom Sin @ Pancake Spirit (Aponm Sin - read in Hokkien, well I'm sure you know what apom means, and "sin" means god/diety).

Even some of the 'teachers' are of substandard products. Of course I'm a way-below-average Pharmacy student, but sometimes, it is very annoying to find that a Clinical Pharmacist had to teach a Pharmaceutics subject (i.e. Physical Pharmacy). Fine, exemption given to HER for teaching a pharmaceutics subject, but as a Clinical Pharmacist, could she not know the mechanism of action of phenoxybenzamine and phentolamine?

Enough of the academic side, I don't even want to say anything about the laboratory session. Only one word I can say - FUCKED! Well, I had moved out from my aunt's house and hostel. I moved into a house together with 3 other of my coursemates, need I mention their names? Fine, they are "Sean Kingston", "Why Why Tan" & "Wonky the fairy". Should I say that they are lovely housemates? For my part, I can say that they are fine despite we all know that there will always be conflict arising when staying together in one house. Thank God my housemates are not worse than they are now. I've heard of many worse and more terrifying tales accounted, both in KL & SP.

Many asked me why I moved out while I could had had the luxury staying with my aunt, but none knows what tyrant dwells in that fair house. I hope my aunt won't blame me for saying this, but it is the truth. She knows that also. And, I'm pretty sure that she will be way happier that I'm away and no longer a burden to her.

Love Quote...

Today, I came across a quote about love. The quote gives a rather good & beautiful illustration about the nature of love. Let me share it with you...

"Love is when you give half of yourself and allow that half to be
filled up by another, who in turn, takes the half of you that you left
behind. When you feel like gravity no longer holds you down, but they
do. When you see them, a million thoughts race through your mind, and
there are a million things you want to say, but the best to can
manage is a nod and a smile, a wave, or a simple 'hey', because if
you try to say anything more, you know you will choke up. When you see
them, you feel like your heart is beating so fast it's going to fly
away from you. In a way, it does. It flies to them. When you feel like
you are so full of happiness, you feel like your going to start
flying, but the only thing keeping you down is that if you were to fly
away, you fear they couldn't fly with you."


my life 一直在等待
空荡的口袋
想在里面放一份爱
why 总是被打败
真的好无奈
其实我实实在在
不管帅不帅

想要找回来 (想要找回来)
自己的节拍 (自己的节拍)
所以这一次
我要勇敢大声说出来

期待期待你发现我的爱
无所不在我自然而然的关怀
你的存在 (你的存在)
心灵感应的方向
我一眼就看出来
是因为爱

我猜你早已发现我的爱
绕几个弯靠越近越明白
不要走开 (不要走开)
幸福的开始就是
放手去爱

想要找回来 (想要找回来)
自己的节拍 (自己的节拍)
所以这一次
我要勇敢大声说出来

期待期待你发现我的爱
无所不在我自然而然的关怀
你的存在 (你的存在)
心灵感应的方向
我一眼就看出来
是因为爱

我猜你早已发现我的爱
绕几个弯靠越近越明白
不要走开 (不要走开)
幸福的开始就是
放手去爱

幸福的开始就是放手去爱...

Back to School...

After having a 3-month break, most people would have no mood to go back to college, especially when you have some difficult subjects to follow & also, when you have to deal with some types of people. For me, I'm unusually quite excited to start this new semester. Maybe its because of my age factor that made me think so. I'm old. No more time should be lost...

Well, the new semester, as usual for every year 1 semester 2, would be tougher than the previous one. I had to take 7 subjects. First, there is this stupid Malaysian Studies that I had to repeat thanks to my laziness two years ago. Well, this time, my attendance had improved compared to 2 years ago. The lecturer this time is Ms. Wee, a Johorean. I've heard many comments about her, most of them coming from one of my best friend, & I find what my best friend told me to be quite true.

Next, is General Psychology. It should be an interesting subject, but the lectures were boring. All we had was presentation, presentation, presentation, & presentation. Then we have this English for Specific Academic Purposes (ESAP), which is conducted by Mr. Raj. It should be an english course with relations to the pharmacy profession. Nothing much I can comment here as I find it to be dry.

Core subjects are the ones that are giving me the headache. Microbiology is my least feared subject as it is not really that difficult & I had some basic foundation before coming into AIMST. However, the foundation was not strong enough, so I still had to worry about this. This subject is coordinated by Dr. Girija Kumari, a.k.a. the Witch (if I had not known her & had seen her by the roadside, I would have thought that she works as the road-sweeper amah). Another Kumari (last sem physiology was by Dr. Nagaraja Kumari). Typical Indian accent she had in her spoken English, shaking her head left & right, until I also 'pening' following her head swaying here & there. Other lecturers include Prof. Hacharan Singh Sidhu a.k.a. Harry Porter lecturer (he looks like Prof. Snape), Dr. P.K. Rajesh a.k.a. Keadilan or anti-humans (his initials are PKR, & he seems to be siding the microorganisms all the time, calling humans stupid), & Dr. Vijayalakshmi a.k.a. Amah (she's long winded, but she's kind & good).

Pharmaceutical Inorganic Chemistry should actually interest me as it is a subject chemistry-based, but not in this case. Why? Because the lecturer, Mr. Sundram, makes it so terribly dry. I dread every lecture of this subject. No offence, but everytime I hear the lecturer's name, Sundram, I would think of underwear. It's just my honest experience, I have nothing against him.

Biochemistry... OMG... I should tremble listening to this subject's name. Sue Zin had her experiences with this subject. I do not like the name of this subject either, but still, I had to take it. There are too many lecturers for me to account for in this subject but there is this Datin Dr. Tham Sock Ying (Aunty Tham), a very dedicated aunty... I mean lecturer... She is a good lecturer, but she does have her mood swings (aunty ma...). Then comes Dr. Ong Kim Kok (King Kong) whose lectures are like an author introducing his works/books. Deviation from the topics do happen in his lectures mostly to his family. Others are like Dr. Diwakar & Dr. Shakila, Dr. Ravi & dunno who else la...

The last subject is Introduction to Computer Science & Statistics. Statistics... the name rings a bell. It reminds me of Biostatistics for Pharmacy, 2 years ago, one of the black chapters in my life. It started off with Biostatistics by Dr. Babuji (egg-tummied Babuji, last time there was an egg-headed Nelson), then later continued by some miss something for computer science. Many of my classmates mistook this subject for Computer Statistics even after the egg-tummied lecturer told the class that we are actually doing Biostatistics.

Those were the subjects & lecturers for this semester. What is more annoying is that, there was a selection of new class committee, & as usual, they followed the tradition of drawing lots. Mei Mei & Alex were drawn to be the one responsible for photocopying, Bernice for treasury. Liang Fatt switched with Alex for some reasons, & off all people, I ended up as the class representative.

Striking lottery or 4D were also not as accurate as this. This is the joke of the millenium. Desmond Tan Ghim Wei, the class representative for Batch 3 Pharmacy Degree Students.If I were to be the class rep, the class would be disorganised. I would not make a good class rep. I was not happy with it & I brought it up to the class to elect a new class representative but to no avail. What to do? Be as IRresponsible as I can lo...

April Dilemma...

While waiting for the commencement of the new semester, I had some kind of 3 months holiday which I spent half of it quite meaninglessly. Anyway, in the month of April, especially April Fool's day, I was caught in a big dilemma.

29th March 2008 was the wedding night of my dear cousin Emily (look up in my photos section under "Emily & Ivan's Wedding" for the pics). That night was kind of a wonderful night to get together with family & relatives, but, of all places, it was held in Paradise Beach Hotel, & this was the third time a wedding function was held by a cousin of mine (previous 2 were Wei Leong & Gwendelyn). It was, as I've said, a wonderful night as I get to meet many people. However, it was kind of a big plus as we've got someone rare attending the dinner that night - James a.k.a. Ah Jian!!!

2nd April 2008 should be the wedding day of Emily, & I've applied leave to attend the ceremony. However, on the early morning of 1st April, I got a call from my mother saying that my uncle, Ah Keong, came out to Penang with his wife & 2 small kids. That was not the worst of the news yet. What was worse was that they were planning to go down south to Genting Highlands & I was directed by my grandmother to accompany them down there since my uncle & his family, being Thai citizens, couldn't speak Malay, English or Cantonese. They could hardly speak understandable Mandarin also, so I was needed to guide them here & there.

What could I do? Apply for more leaves lo... Ms. Ros, my department boss, was being very lenient to me as I was actually being too much. However, later that morning, my mother called me & said that my uncle said he felt that he can manage on his own, so I didn't have to follow them up Genting. So what? I cancelled my leave lo... I apologised to Ms. Ros & she said it was OK. Then during lunchtime, my mother called me again saying that my grandmother insisted on me guiding my uncle & his family up Genting. What was that? April Fool's game? My goodness. I went to Ms. Ros again & applied again. Thank goodness Ms. Ros was as lenient as she was earlier.

That evening, I went back Penang from SP straight away after work. I was to fetch my uncle from Queensbay Mall as they went there since morning, I guess. What actually worried me was the infamous Penang Bridge after-work jam that occurs everyday around 6 - 8 p.m.. I was actually quite lucky to reach there before six, & I was rather happy to see the tolls not being congested. However, as I passed the toll, there was a sudden congestion. Though it was a bottle-neck, but the congestion was too great & sudden. What else could it be? ACCIDENT!!!

I slowly drove my father's Kelisa bumper to bumper until I reach the middle of the bridge where the accident took place. At least I drove a Kelisa & I could squeeze through gaps easily, like every other Penangites would do, & I got through the jam quite fast. Then the traffic went smoothly until I reach Queensbay Mall. I was delighted to see my uncle & his family, but at the same time, I felt sad too as I couldn't attend my cousin's wedding ceremony.

I was told by my mother that my grandmother asked me to accompany my uncle up Genting & my grandmother had even gave RM500 to compensate my expenses up Genting. My uncle was amused at that & he said that, of course he would take care of my expenses in Genting. So, I had to go up Genting with them the following day, which means I had to cancel my plan to attend my cousin's wedding ceremony.

That night, I had a quarrel with my cousins. I had no choice. Some stupid granduncle of mine was too 'kiam siap' to take my uncle up Genting although he could go instead of me going. My grandmother & uncle does not know anything about my cousin's wedding (my uncle is from my mother's side while the wedding cousin is from my father's). My cousins put the blame on my uncle & grandmother saying that Genting they can go up anytime but wedding is just only once. I know this also. I'm not stupid. But I can't do anything. I'm too indebted to my grandmother. It is true that anyone can get up to Genting at any other time, but my uncle came all the way out from Thailand. He haddn't been out since the last 7 years. All were happening at the same time. Wrong timing. I couldn't blame anyone but myself.

When I said I would accompany my uncle up Genting, he gave a sigh of relief. So the next morning, I went up Genting with my uncle & his family though I did not express my dissatisfaction to them. It wouldn't be nice. I would had refused to accompany them to Genting if he were the other uncle, but this uncle took good care of me when I was in Thailand. Emily had many other cousins & relatives to attend her wedding, but over my uncle's side, I was the only one available. If Emily & the other cousins would think badly of me, then I have no choice also.

We were up in Genting for 3 days 2 nights. First day was all theme park experience. My grandmother called me at night to check on how things were going on. As usual, elderly people would talk on this & talk on that. She even warned me not to allow the 2 little kids to ride the roller-coaster as they might be traumatised. I answered: sure thing. Little did she know that those 2 little kids had already rode the roller-coaster more than twice & were laughing all the way, begging for more. My aunty was more adventurous than my uncle. My uncle was reluctant to ride the roller-coaster at first but after some encouragement from me, he took 2 rides & enjoyed it. My aunty took the 'Solero Shot' ride & many other rides that even I dared not take.

The second day of the trip, we divided into 2 groups. My aunty & the kids would spend their day in Genting's indoor theme park while my uncle & I went down to KL Low Yat Plaza to be exact, as he loves computers very much. It was a good thing I was there because, he wouldn't know how to get down to KL from Genting. Furthermore, my uncle knows little Mandarin & couldn't speak Cantonese at all. So if I wasn't there, then he might not have the chance to get to Low Yat. Even my memory was a bit rusty. I forgot the monorail station name of Times Square. I told my uncle that and he laughed at me, but I told him I could still recognise the place.

As usual, I was the translator there in Low Yat, just like he was my translator back in Thailand. Long we window-shopped but we bought nothing. Then he asked me whether I want the bluetooth headset. I just said: its OK, not necessary. Then he took me to get one. He let me choose whichever one I want. So? I just chose an ITech bluetooth headset worth RM465 over a Sony Ericsson bluetooth headset worth RM365. Hmm... not really that bad, I thought.

I was so near to my dear CB-Sakai Gang but I had not the time to visit them. I went back up Genting right after the visit to Low Yat, but at least I grabbed something for someone special. Who is it? K lo... haha... Back to Genting, the kids were playing happily. Then at night, I went to the casino with my uncle. Well, what do you expect? Lose lah... RM1000 gone just like that.

The next day, we came back to Penang & the rest of the days my uncle were in Penang were spent with visiting relatives. I took my uncle to visit his brother, my money uncle, & we had dinner together at Eden restaurant, which I ordered without looking at the price since it was the money uncle who would foot the bill. Later on, we went to Hagen-Dazs for ice-cream.

After a week of luxury, then I was back to work after my uncle left Penang. I saw my cousin's wedding ceremony's photos & found that it was not really that bad after all. So the April dilemma wasn't really a bad thing after all.

The Return of DesBow, Elf of the Golden Wood & Pharmacotherapy II - Flight of the Elf...

There was nothing much to do after the KL trip. I had been quite moody after the trip. My parents, especially my mother, does not understand how I feel. She sarcastically keeps on commenting about how grateful I should be, this and that. Nevermind that. Anyway, I got my foundation results not long after I visited KL & it turned out to be fine. I was definitely qualified for Pharmacy. Of course I applied immediately.

Then I was off for Redang with my parents for holiday, and it should be a wonderful time, but one thing spoilt all the good mood – I was not selected for Pharmacy degree intake. Thanks Ms. Tanusha, you’ve made me a failure! I was qualified for every programme in AIMST but thanks to you, you’ve made Pharmacy further away from me! Thank you for putting me under Medicine & Dentistry. CIPOT TANUSHA!!!

Redang Island’s waters were clear & the marine life there was really beautiful. But since my camera was not functioning properly, then I could not take any of those beautiful scenes.

Back to AIMST, I made a visit back to AIMST with my mother this time. The CIPOT TANUSHA was really terrible, her lies sounded true, but they were not. She lied that those who got into Pharmacy had superb results & my results were way below theirs. CIPOT TANUSHA, how long do you want to lie? You’re such a B*TCH! Even Dr. Rashid bulshitted that the selections were done based on merits. I got into Pharmacy nonetheless, thanks to Cindy’s help.

I was kind of happy to get into Pharmacy, yet again, late. Just like last time. I was like alone in the class for some time until I got to know a few friends: Shi Yun, Ada, Eddy, Mei Mei, & Liang Fatt. The lectures were OK overall & the lecturers were good & dedicated. The class, as usual, typical pharmacy students. What to do? Gotta bear with it for another three years plus. Along the way, many funny things do happen among the students. My birthday was celebrated at small scales, thanks to various people.

The examination was not really difficult. It was quite easy to pass (I mean the core subjects). After the examination, I was to work with my aunt, Gaik Bee. Well, the pay was not really high, at RM 25.00 per day, & the workload, OMG... from babysitter to driver, from maid to maid guardian, from gardener to market aunty, from factory operator to office clerk, etc. All also I gotta do, pau snua pau hai (cover mountain cover sea)...

Chinese New Year this year was kind of usual but this time, I helped my grandmother more. As usual, I would go over to Uncle Tin Tin’s place to stay as it was nicer & cleaner there. This year, no bombs there. There was also a reunion dinner on the third day of Chinese New Year with the siblings of my father but this year’s Chinese New Year was a bit special as also I attended another dinner where I met Jon. Though the meeting was short but it was lovely.

Zen Chia was with me throughout the whole of these time. Hair-do-ing together, go for movies together, Chai Leng park together, & many other nonsenses. Without her, life here in SP & Penang would be like short of an essence. Of course, after Chinese New Year, I stopped working with aunt Bee as I cannot bear with it anymore. My parents were not happy about it but I’m not about to suffer doing something I don’t enjoy just to please other people.

The Return of DesBow, Elf of the Golden Wood & Pharmacotherapy I - Pick Up From Where I Left Off...

It has been nearly one year since I last blogged, and now, I'm back with many changes, not in my writing, but in my life.Many things happened within this 7-8 months and I'll try to account on them as detailed as possible. I last wrote on my visit to KL on July/August 2007, and I did not finish the story. Had I the urge & time to do so, I would, but at that time, the time & things wouldn't allow me to do so, so I should try to account back on the things that took place then.

Forgive me if I fail to mention anything or left out anything since it was at least 7 months ago since I made this return visit there. In the last blog, I left out my Connaught CIMB bank trip to cancel my CIMB account as I am no longer staying in KL. The trip reminded me of the time I journeyed to the bank together with Christopher to open an acocunt for PTPTN loan when I was still in Medicine. Also, other trips to make bank drafts to pay for Pharmacy degree fees & stuff like that.

I forgot exactly what happened on the subsequent days ahead but I remembered that I did make a trip to 1 Utama. I guess it would be day 3, Thursday, the 19th of July 2007. Phiaw Chong & Qiu Ping wanted to go along, & since they were in Setapak & I was in Cheras, we planned to meet at Masjid Jamek Putra Line LRT station, since to get to 1U, I had to switch from STAR Line LRT to Pura Line LRT. I was supposed to have lunch with the CB-Sakai Gang, but there was a slight misunderstanding, & I went up the UCSI van & headed to the LRT station without their knowledge because I thought they had no plans to have lunch with me. Suddenly Super Leng Lui called me, then I explained everything to her. I was off to Masjid Jamek LRT station & I met Phiaw Chong & Qiu Ping there. We then continued our journey to 1U.

Upon reaching, we should be heading for lunch first but we stopped by Padini store. There were a few clothes that caught my eye, & the pricing was also very attractive, but sadly, no size that was suitable for me was to be found. What I remembered was that we had lunch in Chili’s. It costs quite a lot but it was kind of worth it. The food tastes nice & the portion was large also. Somehow, after lunch, I bought a hideous shirt from Zero Hour which costs about RM 20.00.

The interesting thing about that day was that that night, I tried to take a bus from Bandar Tasik Selatan LRT station back to Connaught. I boarded the wrong bus which led me to Cuepecs. It was my first time there thought I’ve driven past somewhere near there before. I called Super Leng Lui for help. She was with her boyfriend. Oh, how disturbing, she might be sweetly having an intimate time with him when suddenly my call interrupted. She came with her boyfriend in her Little Red Kancil of course.

The following day, I guess I went to Sungai Wang with Phiaw Chong again. This time, Qi Xian & her youngest sister, Wen Ying, came together. I guess it was the second time Phiaw Chong went to Sungai Wang. Nothing much happened, but since Sue Zin’s place was not really suitable for me to stay too long, so I planned to go over to Qi Xian’s place to stay Sunday onwards.

Saturday had nothing on, but I guess we went to meet up with Kai Liang & Qiu Ping, then we went to the Eye on Malaysia at night. Then on Sunday, I had breakfast with Xiang Bin before having lunch with Super Leng Lui, Sue Zin & her boyfriend in Leisure Mall. Afterwards, we went to Mid Valley again. This time, I bought a light purple t-shirt. I liked the colour very much. After that, at night, I went over to Qi Xian’s place with Phiaw Chong’s guidance. If I’m not mistaken, Phiaw Chong went to Sungai Wang again to meet his friends.

I met Phiaw Chong at the Wangsa Maju LRT station then we took a bus to Qi Xian’s house. On the bus, someone missed call me a few times. It was Louis. Actually, in the LRT itself he already started to miss call me. I had no idea why he did that. Anyway, upon reaching Qi Xian’s house, of course I had to greet the people there. Qi Xian’s parents were very nice. Wen Ying was also there. Since her parents were Hokkien, I spoke Hokkien with them.

That night, Louis chatted with me via MSN & I found out that he saw me in the LRT that I boarded. He blamed me for not calling him. He was behind me in the LRT, just behind me, but he did not call me. Even on the bus, we were on the same bus, and yet again, he did not call me. He was again behind me. So tell me, how was I to realise that he was there if my eyes were in front?

The following days in Setapak were quite fun. We went places like Sunway Pyramid: which reminds me of my first meeting with someone & the first time I had lunch with Jason in KL, Green Box Karaoke: sang out my joys & sorrows, Steven’s Corner Pandan Indah: always there with Max, & Bandar Tun Razak’s lake: too many memories to account.

Then it was time to leave KL. It was not good at all. The feeling was heavy & dreary. Things I don’t expect happened after I reach Penang. However, what is there that I can do? I had to move on. The past is gone, I must move on.