Happy New Year

Okay, so now i’m back in KL for new year celebrations. If there’s any though…

This must be one hell of a way to end the year, i went to the night market and as usual ate “lok lok” (a type of roadside steamboat) and poof!!! i’m down with food poisoning… I can barely walk the second day and the third day i spent almost half the day in toilet. I’d missed my friend’s barbecue party and i was lying most of the time. What a way to welcome the new year….

On a side note, something really weird happened to me when i was on my way back to KL last Thursday. I was at the bus stop and someone approached me. He asked me to escort a homeless man (yeah, he’s wearing worn and dirty shirts and he doesn’t smell too nice, seriously) back to KL. I thought he was joking at first…. Just to illustrate better the situation :

Mr. Ang : Hi, can you do me a favour?

Me : Errm, may i know what is it?

Mr.Ang : There’s this old man sitting at the road side there, he came all the way to Penang from KL and he met an accident while he was crossing the Penang Bridge…

(Glanced at the old man, he wore rags and definitely looks like those beggar in night market, no offence but i have no words to describe the state of the old man better)

(Not this pic of course, ripped it off the internet. Look at the pic, take off the umbrella and the “V” hand sign and the brown pouch bag. Replace the shirt he’s wearing with a USM -MILO Sukad Shirt and then darken his face complexion by a lot – to be exact, apply dirt to his face)

Me : Uh-huh, on his motorbike? Where is it now?

Mr. Ang : Yaya, on his bike, now the bike spoilt

Me : So what is it that you need ar?

Mr. Ang : Ooh, it’s like that, i’d found him in the hospital and i’d talked to him. Bought him a bus ticket so that he can go back to KL….

Me : Uh-huh….

Mr. Ang : So can you help me to call this person when you’re about to reach KL? Because he got no mobile phone so i’ll need your help…

(I turned skeptical, i think i’d read in the newspapers that many scammers nowadays are changing their way of conning people)

( He took out his mobile phone and began finding a number… )

(Later he called that number and talked in Hokkien)

( I know my Hokkien is bad but i think this is the following conversation…)

Mr. Ang : Hi Liew, i’d found a boy here, he can take him to KL… Yaya, he’ll call you when he reached. No lar, motorbike accident, yes…. Hospital charges, i’d paid. Okok, i’ll ask him to call you…

( Did i agree to help now?)

Mr Ang : Err, what’s your name ar? Can you jot down this number in your mobile phone?

(Did i say i have a phone?)

Me : Jz call me Lim.

(I myself don’t even know why i took out my phone and really wrote down that number)

Mr. Ang : Okay, i got an appointment after this. Can you pass this documents too to Mr. Liew later back at KL?

Me : O.o

Me : Uh-huh….

Mr Ang : Thank you very much…. (shouts in Hokkien) Ah pek, come come, follow this boy…

TO BE COTD….

Uncle Lim

Found this song on the internet, someone decided to give Uncle Lim Tribute i guess. For those who wish to sing karaoke, here’s the lyrics

“UNCLE 林 (Genting Song)”

Taxi… Pergi Genting Highland…

唱：
GENTING HIGHLAND 佢话 GOHTONG JAYA
GOHTONG JAYA 劝你唔好赌身家…
唔好赌身家费事捱 NASI LEMAK
小赌最怡情听吓 UNCLE 林说话
GENTING 咁繁华 开心玩 …吓…啦 …

RAP：
一九六九年云顶开咗间酒店
呢位大佬细人称UNCLE林
佢当年得到首相嘅钦点
就将酒店改为赌场大发展叻
经过多年苦心来改变啊
成为国际闻名嘅游乐园啊
从此大马赌王就係UNCLE 林
佢身家已经超过四十亿美元

唱：
四十亿美元就係UNCLE 林

RAP：
佢后生已经知道要慳儉
勤力做工每日只赚八角钱喎
慳吃慳駛重要储钱
寄返唐山俾亚妈去买田
生活情况后来有改善
就响半山巴开间五金店叻
一见钟情话有段姻缘
从此夫唱妇随去面对挑战

唱：
GENTING HIGHLAND 佢话 GOHTONG JAYA
GOHTONG JAYA 劝你唔好赌身家
唔好赌身家费事捱NASI LEMAK
小赌最怡情听下UNCLE 林说话
GENTING 咁繁华开心玩 …吓…啦 …

RAP：
佢白手兴家都会梦想实现
佢话管理之道靠眼光经验
今时嘅云顶係多元化集团啊
总共一万四千几个工作人员
尽管係富豪一手遮天
日常生活饮食就冇乜挑选
钟意清炒龙菜食田鸡粥
重有姜葱豆腐同福建炒面

唱：
福建炒面招呼UNCLE 林

RAP：
哪.. 人生虽然短短几十年
不枉此生做慈善就唔会手软
教育或医院残障老人院
回馈社会係佢嘅信念
佢一生传奇故事有本自传
得闲睇吓人生或者会改变
呢位慈善富豪值得我怀念
大家永远敬仰嘅 UNCLE 林
大家永远敬仰嘅 UNCLE林
UN…CLE…林 …
PERGI GENTING
PERGI GENTING
PERGI GENTING…

Idiotic Education System

I really don’t get it… What’s the point of starting uni so early when the rest of the world, to be more precise the rest uni are starting their lectures next year (1 Jan)?? Is it some sort of publicity stunt to show that oh, we are so damn good as we start our lectures earlier? For god sake, what the heck do those lectures teach? Let see, tutorials only starts on the 3rd week or 4th week, that’s like next year??!!

I have 3 final subjects yet to complete and for this whole month, i’ll be having only 6 hours per week and what the heck i’m gonna do for the rest of the time? Stare at my old hostel ceiling? Or dream of how fantastic my uni is after our own local accredition board crown it as the top uni in the country?

Speaking of that, i seriously doubt the result of the survey. First and foremost, i don’ t see any way of teachings that made us stood out or better still, the study environment does not reflect the result. We are the best? Nah. Take my hostel for instance, during my freshman year, we were promised that all of our rooms will be WiFi enabled by 2 months time (that was 2 years ago). Now, i’m in my final year and i see no sign of internet anywhere. No matter where or which direction i put my laptop at…  Bolehland indeed.

Our Song – Taylor Swift

I love this song….

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,
he’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel,
the other on my heart,
i look around, turn the radio down,
he says baby is something wrong?,
i say nothin’ i was just thinkin’ how we don’t have a song,
and he says…

CHORUS:
our song is a slamming screen door,
sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window,
when we’re on the phone and you talk real slow,
cause it’s late and your mama don’t know,
our song is the way you laugh,
the first date, “man, i didn’t kiss her, and i should have”,
and when i got home…before i said amen,
asking god if he could play it again.

i was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day,
had gone all wrong and been trampled on,
and lost and thrown away,
got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed,
i almost didn’t notice all the roses,
and the note that said…

CHORUS

i’ve heard every album, listened to the radio,
waited for something to come along,
that was as good as our song…

cause our song is a slamming screen door,
sneaking out late, tapping on his window,
when we’re on the phone and he talks real slow,
cause it’s late and his mama don’t know,
our song is the way he laughs,
the first date “man, i didn’t kiss him, and i should have”,
and when i got home, before i said amen,
asking god if he could play it again.

i was riding shotgun with my hair undone,
in the front seat of his car,
i grabbed a pen and an old napkin,
and i….wrote down our song.

Somehow i can feel the Ummph in this song, it’s so invigorating~

p.s now, where can i get the song embedded into my entry??

Results?

So when is the result going to be released?

I’m so anxious and i fear the worse…

Gosh…..