Yes, I have been living in this world for exactly 20 (twenty) years already. I just bid farewell to number 1 who had been following me for 10 years of joy and sadness. I might be seeing number 1 again after 80 years or maybe not...I don't know...we'll see...
Although I'll be seeing number 1 again next year, number 1 would just be my number 2's temporary assistant...
When number 2 came to me early this morning around 12am, number 2 told me that he'll bring an egg together with us for one year.
I received a lot of birthday wishes few minutes after the number 2 came to me. Thanks, my good friends....
20 years is not a big deal for people like my parents because they have been living in this world like more than 50 years. My parents are undeniably great people.
"What have I learnt after 20 years?" I have been asking myself and pondering all this while.
Well, flashing back at the past, my life back then was not as 'easy' as it is now. I'm not saying I'm getting well-off every year. What I meant was my life from a toddler to a teenager.
My birth place is Sibu. Supposedly, my birth place is Sarikei. LOL. Since I was so reluctant to come out (because it was so comfy inside and I had some business to do), my mother thought it wasn't the time to give birth yet though it was supposed to be the time already. Hence, she travelled to Sibu. Since the business inside no longer needed me and my contract with the company inside ended on the July 21st 1988, I decided to come out from my comfy office room at 4.15pm (my office hour ended at that time). I came out like a superman with a lot of people smiling, anticipating for my arrival. I was so shy because I forgot to put my clothes and everything on. My face was so red until it bled and blood was all over my body because I was too shy.
From then on, my saga begins...
I can't really recall back what I actually did when I was in primary school. I only remember that I played a lot and was forced to study. My parents are strict when it comes to study. That's why I feel tensed when studying. Though, I would never blamed them for being strict because I know I won't be who I am today without them being strict and motivate me all the time. UPSR, PMR and SPM proved these all.
Secondary school years were the best ever years I had ever gone through so far. However, after spending 5 years in high school, I would say that I wasted my days being a high school student. And the main reason is...
I went to school early in the morning around 7am and got back home around 2pm. It's either I would stay at home in the afternoon and night or I'll be in tuition. After tuition, went back home and did some school work...and then sleep...
Don't you think it was a waste???
2005 was my last year of high school. After getting my SPM result, the next thing I did was applying for scholarship.
Really thanks God...that I got it...made it to America...
That's why...I'm here...writing this blog, reminiscing of the past...
My birthday wish...
"Untuk menjadi masyarakat yang berguna kepada bangsa dan negara..."
if that's what everyone wants me to be...
Peace out!!!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
20th birthday
I should have posted this like two months ago...
I got this present in May...from yikshien
Not from her...but I asked her to buy it for me.:D. Thanks, yikshien...
A Manchester United Jersey.
47 pound...RM300.80...worth it or not? :P
with all these,
I'm sure it's worth it...
And
Player Number 7 in Manchester United is...
Yeah...It's me...
LMAO..
Sorry for being lame...
I'm too bored at home...
I got this present in May...from yikshien
Not from her...but I asked her to buy it for me.:D. Thanks, yikshien...
A Manchester United Jersey.
47 pound...RM300.80...worth it or not? :P
with all these,
I'm sure it's worth it...
And
Player Number 7 in Manchester United is...
Yeah...It's me...
LMAO..
Sorry for being lame...
I'm too bored at home...
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Tagged
THE RULES
1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 8 things.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don't forget to leave them a comment, telling them that they've been tagged, and to read your blog.
1. I am impatient. must get things done as soon as possible
2. I eat alot but seldom gain weight...why?
3. I sleep alot esp this summer.
4. My chinese mandarin is getting worse now according to my friends. must improve it now...but at least, my spoken hokkien standard still maintain.
5. I don't eat seafood (too bad if you are in America- seafood haven) except for fish. big LOL
6. I don't really like exercise (jogging, etc) but I prefer to go to gym instead. Playing sports is way better right?
7. Some say i'm sensitive...maybe it's true? i think so.
8. I don't like to be tagged but I like to tag people.
These are the 'fortunate' ones
- alice
- yikshien
- joyce
- timothy ting siang seng
- bigbro
- ming kai
- Brendan
- Sherpy
1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 8 things.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don't forget to leave them a comment, telling them that they've been tagged, and to read your blog.
1. I am impatient. must get things done as soon as possible
2. I eat alot but seldom gain weight...why?
3. I sleep alot esp this summer.
4. My chinese mandarin is getting worse now according to my friends. must improve it now...but at least, my spoken hokkien standard still maintain.
5. I don't eat seafood (too bad if you are in America- seafood haven) except for fish. big LOL
6. I don't really like exercise (jogging, etc) but I prefer to go to gym instead. Playing sports is way better right?
7. Some say i'm sensitive...maybe it's true? i think so.
8. I don't like to be tagged but I like to tag people.
These are the 'fortunate' ones
- alice
- yikshien
- joyce
- timothy ting siang seng
- bigbro
- ming kai
- Brendan
- Sherpy
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Batho is on a Hiatus?
Well, time passes damn fast...it has been almost two months I'm here in Malaysia...and I still have another freaking one month to go back to USA!
What have I been doing this summer?? Sleep, eat, bathe, meeting friends, learning Chinese...
I went to Miri last Gawai holiday for 4 days...didn't go anywhere interesting though. Stayed at home and sleep...
Anyway, three weeks ago, I went to Kuching to meet my uncles, aunties, grandpa, cousins and friends...ok, one of the partial reasons was to watch the state-level school marching band competition held in Kuching hockey stadium. I went to watch the competition for two days, one day for rehearsal and the following day was their competition.
Frankly speaking, I was impressed with their performance this year. From an underdog in marching band, my school marching band has been improving year by year (according to the comments by most people). I'm proud that they managed to get the bronze title. (p/s David, this isn't sissy ok?:P)
I went back like 3 days after the competition. My st. joe, kch friends, joo lung and jackson brought me out to eat and we went to Spring...:)
And Adrian brought me out for a drink a night before I flew back to Bintulu. He brought me out twice but the first night I had to go back early:(.
Overall, I was kinda enjoyed myself in Kuching instead of sleeping most of the time in bintulu. At least, I managed to meet my cousins, grandpa and friends.:)
What have I been doing this summer?? Sleep, eat, bathe, meeting friends, learning Chinese...
I went to Miri last Gawai holiday for 4 days...didn't go anywhere interesting though. Stayed at home and sleep...
Anyway, three weeks ago, I went to Kuching to meet my uncles, aunties, grandpa, cousins and friends...ok, one of the partial reasons was to watch the state-level school marching band competition held in Kuching hockey stadium. I went to watch the competition for two days, one day for rehearsal and the following day was their competition.
Frankly speaking, I was impressed with their performance this year. From an underdog in marching band, my school marching band has been improving year by year (according to the comments by most people). I'm proud that they managed to get the bronze title. (p/s David, this isn't sissy ok?:P)
I went back like 3 days after the competition. My st. joe, kch friends, joo lung and jackson brought me out to eat and we went to Spring...:)
And Adrian brought me out for a drink a night before I flew back to Bintulu. He brought me out twice but the first night I had to go back early:(.
Overall, I was kinda enjoyed myself in Kuching instead of sleeping most of the time in bintulu. At least, I managed to meet my cousins, grandpa and friends.:)
Friday, May 23, 2008
Home Sweet Home
After a freaking long journey crossing the Pacific Ocean, I finally arrived Malaysia. Spending two days in Genting Highland and two days in KL, I'm now back in Bintulu. It's like a small world, from 8000++ miles away from Sarawak and now, I'm here on Borneo Island.
The 13 hours and 40 minutes flight from San Francisco to Hong Kong was tiring. All I did were sleeping, eating, playing my PSP, etc. Sitting on the plane for that frigging long hours was really dreadful experience for me!
When I arrived Hong Kong at 6 in the morning, it was already very sunny and bright in HK (like Msia's 9-10am). HKIA was great, cool with free WiFi-internet access and as big as KLIA. As soon as I arrived HKIA, I went out from the arrival hall to terminal E1 to get my boarding pass for my next flight to KL. My friends waited for me in the arrival hall. Considering that I would be back to meet them up after getting my boarding pass, I asked my friends' help to take care of my two hand carry bags while I'm out to get my boarding pass.
After dealing with some fussy HK ticketing officers, I finally got my boarding pass and went to the arrival hall through the exit again. I knew I wasn't supposed to enter through that exit but I just screwed it. "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't enter. This is the arrival exit."...."yeah, I know that. I'm just gonna meet my friends and take my bags from them"..."I'm sorry...you can't...you have to make your way to the departure hall"...fine...
I went to the departure hall and went through all the security checks. After that, I tried to find ways to get into the arrival hall. As far as I know, I could actually get into the arrival hall when I enter the departure hall. However, I still could not find my way to the arrival hall after walking up and down the elevators and escalators. My last resort: I went to ask the security and she said there is no way I could get to the arrival hall from here. I told her I left my bags there and she said the only way I could get there was to contact my airline...wat the....
Screw it...I went to check my friend's next flight to KL. It was at terminal 62 and my terminal was 27. Thus, I walked all the way from terminal 27 to 62 and waited for my friends at the terminal. I decided to switch on my phone regardless of how pricey the international roaming was and called my friend. I told them to meet me at their terminal...I wasted my 2 hours in HKIA already and I'm very sure this month phone bill would be damn high...:(
When I met them at the terminal, I got back my two bags. I felt guilty because they had to carry my bags from the arrival hall to the terminal. I'm really sorry...
When my friends proceeded to their plane, I went to terminal 27 and I was told that the flight that I was about to take was delayed due to some technical probs. Damn...had to wait for another half an hour...So, MH075 flew to at 9.45am. Though, I was satisfied with the food on the plane....Nasi Lemak :) for my lunch...LOL
As MH075/CX1728 flight from Hong Kong landed on KLIA runway, my heart thumping wildly. After a while, the flight attendant made an announcement in Malay and then in English, "Kita telah pun tiba di Lapangan Terbang Antarabangsa Kuala Lumpur, kepada penumpang dari luar negara, Selamat datang...kepada penumpang dari Malaysia, Selamat Pulang ke tanah air..." The feeling was awesome! I'm BACK HOME! I felt like wana shout on the plane. Quoting TE, the feeling was like " hugging all the Malaysians at the airport ", "Bang, saye dah balik"
It was great to meet family again after 9 months. Due to Jetlag, I slept early for the past few nights and woke up early for the pst few mornings. I didn't enjoy much in Genting though. I spent most of my time sleeping in the room.
My family n I flew back to Bintulu on Sunday, one day before Wesak Day. Now, I'm resting at home and I'm looking forward to meet more friends when they are back...:)
Johnny called me for breakfast when I was still sleeping at 9.30am this morning. He brought me Parkcity Mall top floor to eat. Nice eating place...my first time! then, he brought me to our high school to see how's the band doing. Felt elated to see them all again! Really miss my high school much...
The reason why I'm back??? Ask Alice...lazy to type here...:P
The 13 hours and 40 minutes flight from San Francisco to Hong Kong was tiring. All I did were sleeping, eating, playing my PSP, etc. Sitting on the plane for that frigging long hours was really dreadful experience for me!
When I arrived Hong Kong at 6 in the morning, it was already very sunny and bright in HK (like Msia's 9-10am). HKIA was great, cool with free WiFi-internet access and as big as KLIA. As soon as I arrived HKIA, I went out from the arrival hall to terminal E1 to get my boarding pass for my next flight to KL. My friends waited for me in the arrival hall. Considering that I would be back to meet them up after getting my boarding pass, I asked my friends' help to take care of my two hand carry bags while I'm out to get my boarding pass.
After dealing with some fussy HK ticketing officers, I finally got my boarding pass and went to the arrival hall through the exit again. I knew I wasn't supposed to enter through that exit but I just screwed it. "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't enter. This is the arrival exit."...."yeah, I know that. I'm just gonna meet my friends and take my bags from them"..."I'm sorry...you can't...you have to make your way to the departure hall"...fine...
I went to the departure hall and went through all the security checks. After that, I tried to find ways to get into the arrival hall. As far as I know, I could actually get into the arrival hall when I enter the departure hall. However, I still could not find my way to the arrival hall after walking up and down the elevators and escalators. My last resort: I went to ask the security and she said there is no way I could get to the arrival hall from here. I told her I left my bags there and she said the only way I could get there was to contact my airline...wat the....
Screw it...I went to check my friend's next flight to KL. It was at terminal 62 and my terminal was 27. Thus, I walked all the way from terminal 27 to 62 and waited for my friends at the terminal. I decided to switch on my phone regardless of how pricey the international roaming was and called my friend. I told them to meet me at their terminal...I wasted my 2 hours in HKIA already and I'm very sure this month phone bill would be damn high...:(
When I met them at the terminal, I got back my two bags. I felt guilty because they had to carry my bags from the arrival hall to the terminal. I'm really sorry...
When my friends proceeded to their plane, I went to terminal 27 and I was told that the flight that I was about to take was delayed due to some technical probs. Damn...had to wait for another half an hour...So, MH075 flew to at 9.45am. Though, I was satisfied with the food on the plane....Nasi Lemak :) for my lunch...LOL
As MH075/CX1728 flight from Hong Kong landed on KLIA runway, my heart thumping wildly. After a while, the flight attendant made an announcement in Malay and then in English, "Kita telah pun tiba di Lapangan Terbang Antarabangsa Kuala Lumpur, kepada penumpang dari luar negara, Selamat datang...kepada penumpang dari Malaysia, Selamat Pulang ke tanah air..." The feeling was awesome! I'm BACK HOME! I felt like wana shout on the plane. Quoting TE, the feeling was like " hugging all the Malaysians at the airport ", "Bang, saye dah balik"
It was great to meet family again after 9 months. Due to Jetlag, I slept early for the past few nights and woke up early for the pst few mornings. I didn't enjoy much in Genting though. I spent most of my time sleeping in the room.
My family n I flew back to Bintulu on Sunday, one day before Wesak Day. Now, I'm resting at home and I'm looking forward to meet more friends when they are back...:)
Johnny called me for breakfast when I was still sleeping at 9.30am this morning. He brought me Parkcity Mall top floor to eat. Nice eating place...my first time! then, he brought me to our high school to see how's the band doing. Felt elated to see them all again! Really miss my high school much...
The reason why I'm back??? Ask Alice...lazy to type here...:P
Thursday, May 1, 2008
I'm NOT a freshman, NOT YET a sophomore
I had my last final exam, which was microeconomics, yesterday. The feeling is great. I had been waiting for this moment since January 2008 and finally, it has come!
Really can't wait to go back and eat my favorite food, Kolo Mee...
It has almost been one year since I last ate Kolo Mee...OMG!!!
But the bad thing is...
I have to endure the pain of being on the plane for 22 hours...flying from Indianapolis-Chicago-San Francisco-Hong Kong-KUL
Wah...It would be awesome if I could just sleep for 22 hours on the plane. Cause when I wake up, I would be in my homeland!!! wooohhoo...Kolo mee, see you there!
Really can't wait to go back and eat my favorite food, Kolo Mee...
It has almost been one year since I last ate Kolo Mee...OMG!!!
But the bad thing is...
I have to endure the pain of being on the plane for 22 hours...flying from Indianapolis-Chicago-San Francisco-Hong Kong-KUL
Wah...It would be awesome if I could just sleep for 22 hours on the plane. Cause when I wake up, I would be in my homeland!!! wooohhoo...Kolo mee, see you there!
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