1st Time Back To Penang (II)

20/06/2010

Breakfast

12pm

Lunch

2:53pm

Dinner

6:42pm




Told you...
Come back to Penang is to eat...

1st Time Back To Penang (I)

19/06/2010
I woke up quiet early because of the National Service Registration...
After bath, i saw my dog lying motionless...
Picked her up and put her on my lap...
Took my handphone as well...
It has been a long time i did not take photo with her...
smile baby smile...

8.30am

Registration For NS 3rd Batch

Went there with mum to hand in a form of delay to the officer...
Not able to go for national service because of studying...
Thank God that i'm studying...
Or...
I will be suffering inside the scarier prison compared to UTAR's prison...
I need not march...
I need not wash the toilet...
I need not use guns...
I need not eat Nasi Lemak everyday...
I need not turn black...
Nah this was my tent to gather...
This was the tent for students who are instructed to go to Kedah...
I gave all the documents to the officer there...
He said 'Jumpa u 2014'...
Yaya...bla bla bla...
By that year my name will be forgotten larh encik...
I just wait and see...
At the time i was there...
There were many malays with bags and pails...
Don't the camp provide pails??
Oh~ I can't imagine how would i look if i were to go to the service...
Cry another time like the previous time in Kampar??
Lol...
There were around 13 buses...
According to one officer...
he told me that there are 2 buses heading to 1 camp...
That means 2x46=92 approximately students to 1 camp from Penang...
And all the buses look new...

11am

Breakfast Time

Yo man!
Long time did not eat...
Or smell...
Penang Food...
Although it has just been how many days i left Penang...
I still miss the food...
Kampar food cheh...
Takk larut makan...
Curry Mee & Hokkien Mee tambah pedas...
Mum went and order Dim Sum lagi...
This stall...
Self-service one...
Out of 4, 3 are fried...
So full...
Mum said we got to skip lunch...
Dim Sum pulak...

12:54pm

Lunch Time

We - dad, mum, sis and I had lunch together at Pulau Tikus...
Dad demand mum and I that we must eat...
Although we were already full we just shared something...
Here they go...
Char Koay Tiao
Char Hor Fun
Char Maggie
Yee Foo Mee
Apong
We shared out...
I was extremely bloated...
The weather was terribly hot...
No more space to contain those Char Hor Fun...

11:10pm

Supper Time

Earlier before i came back to Penang Tony and I discussed about out meetings...
Together with Kooi Huat, Chun You and Ting Yu...
We went to Gurney Plaza for a movie - The Karate Kid...
We were late by 5mins based on the stated time on the tickets...
Because of car park search...
Mr. Tony went round and round the car park...
And finally park at a place near a fire hose...
After movie ended...
We had supper or actually dinner...
At the roundabout near Gurney Plaza...
Finding parking again...
Too many cars...
Round and round again, on the road this time...
Lucky us...
Tony quickly park...
He parked at the curve of the road, his tire...
We split into groups to order...
Tony and I went to the deep fry stall where we ordered big long sausages - with cheese and original, crab balls, prawn balls, nuggets, chicken skin (not to be forgotten) and many more...
In fact, Tony wanted chicken backside...
But they were out of stock...
Chun You and Ting Yu went for cuttle fishes and satays...
1 of the 2 polystyrene box of fried food Tony and I ordered...
Later on...
Ting Yu went to order laksa...
Chun You and Tony went to order Wan Tan Mee...
For me, nope...
Looking at those cuttle fishes, satays and deep fries...
Nah...
It's enough...
This fatty Chun You always eat with one hand on his lap...Dunno why...
Continue eating Mr. Ting Yu...
Full or not fatty Tony??
After they have finished their main food...
Those side dishes - cuttle fishes, satays, sausages... were still there...
i guess everyone was full...
Next, pushing food for each other to eat...
Tony ran out of water he tool Chun You's drink without him noticing...
Ting Yu, Tony and I were laughing...
Chun You then checked his mouth and looked at his clothes...
Checking whether his mouth and clothes were dirty...
He made us laugh even louder...
12:02am
We ate what we could...
But satays were left and we really couldn't eat them anymore...
So Ting Yu took all of them home...
I wondered whether the car became lower and lower...
What a beautiful night with those rainbow lightings...
And of course with my capturing effects...
Oh...
Off we went home...
So colorful harh...

My mission when coming back to Penang is to eat??
Eat the whole day long...

Missing Him

12/6/2010
It was Zhe's birthday...
Nothing i could do.
He was far away from me...
He was busy studying (i'm sure), not seeing him online for past few months.

Now, our whole funky family is torn apart.
1 in Australia pursuing medical.
5 of them still in penang for diploma in xxx.
1 in Perak pursuing foundation.

I missed the times we were together. Celebrate parties, events and bla bla bla together.
We spent our time talking about problems, we sloved them together, we... we...
Haiz...

Time flies...
We knew each other since the start of teenage, now... we go our own ways...
My Zhe Zhe... you are so far... How was your birthday celebrated?
I and others missed you alot.

Hope you study well and go (penang) back safely.
Muackxx..

Welcome To UTAR

Is it late to say 'welcome' after almost 2 weeks studying in UTAR?
Hmmm...
To introduce my new life, this is the first trimester (3months per semester) so, X Y1 S1 was given to May 2010 intake students. X = Arts and Social Science stream, Y1 = Year 1, S1 = Semester 1.
Y for Art (business) stream
Z for Science (ego) stream
:P

During English Tutorial

Block D Lecture Hall

English Lecture

I suppose this is the favourite teacher of all...

I'm Not Strong Dad

they miss me...
i miss them...
distance between us is far...
but our hearts r close...
dad...

reply to:

Subject:	(no subject)
Sent:	05/06/2010 5:40 PM

... P & C

Mum and I would very much want to go over but u know we have our things to do. And for me, I am still very weak with body and chest pain, having stayed in hospital for 3 days.

Eat well, my dear. U must take proper meals. Otherwise, u may get gastric or other illness. And try to avoid too oily food and spicy food. Bad for health. Drink a lot of plain water every day - as advised by doctors - very important.

Trying to learn how to play games on msn so in future I can play online with you.

When I am more mobile, I will come and attend to your bicycle.

We miss you and we know you miss home and Snowy - not us, right? Well, be patient.

Pray every nite.

Dad


I wrote:
u take care la.
check out my blog la. i had written much there.
I never had a piece of mind since i started living here.
1st n the most important thing is my bicycle. i dont feel safe having a bicycle. many problems owning a bicycle. what comes worst is when it rain.
i dont talk much over the phone, just some short answers like 'en', 'ya' n bla bla.. cuz when i think of home, my tears will b ready to downpour.
i'm worried bout u, but i cnt do anythg.. i have no courage to talk much bout it on the fon, cuz if i cry, i noe u will b worried.

my room mate said that i'm very independent because she sees that im so strong, she told me she cried at first when she came to kampar. indeed, i'm weak inside ok.
i cried when mum told me about ur health. previously u sent me the sms saying that u just discharged n has to go back again, i thought you sent to the wrong person.

about the msn thing, ask tessy or mum larh. but of course when u r better. dont move to much la.. dun worry bout me.

Brand New Stranger

4.06.2010
It has been a week with the campus life. Alone. I felt like i was (am) in prison. Without family, without home, without friends ad simply without anything. Now it's friday, five days of lecture classes. Some were boring some were fun. Most lectures could really show their abilities in teaching, i mean lecturing. This is the first week, just with lectures, no tutorials. Firstly, i really hate the student time arrangement. There were many intervals between each classes. For the long intervals, okay... it's okay, i could go to the library. But an hour interval, what could i do? Outside the lecture hall or classes is damn hot.

Many of my course mate came in groups, some in large, some in a group of three or four.
I really envy them, that they have friends that could pursue courses in the same tertiary school.
In my case, what a pity and sad case. I came alone from penang. I managed to met new friends but... of the different tutorial group. This let to a difference in time table. I was not trying to be aloof, but just cant get a friend that is alone, same group and bla bla bla... DESPERATEly...

I wondered, why... WHY UTAR doesn't have a hostel student's accommodation inside the university compound.. Second thing i hate about campus is, to go to school, I ( general = all) have to cycle to school - that is damn tiring. By the time we reach school, we will smell and stink. A long travel from hostel to the school... both are separated by a lake. Not big, not small...

My friends (newly met) went back to their hometown... most of them live in Perak State. It is only an hour or more to their place. Haiz...
I wanna go home, but unfortunately, not to my luck, the bus was full.

Thought about it, God was playing A Fool with me. For the whole week of school, it rained when i was ready to cycle home.. Kill me~ oh~
And for the 2nd day itself of my university life, something went wrong with my bicycle...
Many problems with my bicycle, sounds came out, brakes grip griping the back tyres... etc...
I regretted buying that stupid idiot bicycle from penang. I took my bicycle to a shop near the hostel... under the bloody rain... crossing the main road.
I stayed at the shop for about 2 hours waiting for them to get my bicycle done... I was waiting-worried... I cried-out deeply from the bottom of my heart.

Where is safety without family around you?
Where is love without family around you?
Where is the world without family around you?
Where is my soul without my family?!

I really miss my family... I couldn't go back today...
And in the afternoon, just now, mum called (at2pm) me and told me that dad was just discharged from the hospital. And has to go back somewhere in this month. I hold my tears until i hanged up the call. I cried loudly (lucky my roommate wasn't in). I was pain in my heart, actually now i still can feel it. I couldn't go back and see him. I wasn't brave enough to phone and ask dad about him.
According to mum, dad was admitted because of heart problem. I had only the courage to give a short sms ' told u nt to smoke..u stil smoke, nw ur heart problem liao lo.' as tears rolled down.

I then came out of the room (at 3pm) and stayed at the compound downstairs until now ( 9.25pm). I'm afraid to be alone in the room... At least downstairs there are many people.

I cried-sick...

Kakaks' just came comfort me (few seconds ago). They saw me crying while i wrote this. Thanks...

I now know how Tony Tan felt during secondary school days, he was the top 1 book worm of the school. No matter where he went, he will be empty handed (exclude the lavatory part). Now in uni life, there are probation and termination system if students can't do well in examination. I could feel the pressure! I'm afraid to let my parents down. Every night i would revise lecture notes, at the mean time thinking and wanting to cry upon academic issues. Primary and secondary school, there were no such things as extended semester or terminated. That were the times human being can enjoy. But for Tony Tan, had he ever enjoy those times?
'No money, no talk' is most, highly suitable for uni life. Everything is about $$. Books, i mean original ones, each cost more than 50 and it could only be used for a semester. Unlike, those young happy days back, teacher in class will distribute a stack of books which are FOC 'pinjaman' from government. Now, uni students have to pick up books that are listed by lecturers from the book store. Another supportive 'no money, no talk' slogan is on the bus ticket. A trip, no matter far or near, once you get up the UTAR bus, 70 cents will be 'donated' to UTAR. Imagine, 2 ways - to school and back home, RM 1.40 a day... Hmmm... UTAR's economic strategy very 'geng'.
Some more... To resit examination IF fail... pay... IF fail, must extend another semester... pay...
More... Car park sticker... pay...
More...
Some more...

Sincerely, i never had a piece of mind since i enter the university life. Everyday, there will be something for me to worry. Who to go to school with? How will my meals be? Who can be my good friends? Who to seek help? How to deal with my bicycle? How will my exam be? Will i be lucky enough to go through life? and many many more... endless... << These will not be much of a problem if my family is around me.
The End...
I hope...
i will no longer be lonely...
I want more good friends...

PLEASE GOD...
GUIDE ME...
PROTECT ME...
and my dad...
my family...

last updated: 10:23 6.06.2010