Aftermath of Travelling

It's been a week since I came back from travelling 2 weeks to the jungle.. well, logging camp. Me, becoming darker.. and thinner perhaps? haha..

It's not easy travelling to logging camps, it's extremely tiring. But, as from positive side, I gain a lot of experience from it. It's not my first time going, but this time I went to most of the camps of our company in Kapit area.

Dusty, like dessert, if there's no rain.. and really muddy if raining heavily. that's the condition in campsites mostly. I experienced nearly no water to bath, experienced dusty weather, car broke down etc.. good experience? probably..

Anyway, photos will be uploaded if got time later... cao..

June 2009

It has been 19 days past for June 2009. Eventful month I can say. Princess travelling, I repaint and rearrange my room, met some important people, she came back, mom's birthday, her mom's birthday, my birthday then her dad's birthday, 3 colleagues leaving. And my company's MD look for all of us in our department to talk to us and know us.

As for money part, I'm really totally extremely officially broke already. Nearly all events stated above, except the MD part, i spent money. Even for my confirmation at work I spent money this month as for me and 3 other colleagues who got confirmed within these few months treated everyone in the department Nasi Lemak to "thank" them.. duh..

As for lessons part, I learned 顺服. Lazy to find english word for that now. I heard same thing twice from different person (Inlcuding MD) today. I guess that's what God wants me to do after struggling few weeks wondering what I should really do for my future.

11 days to end this month. What will happen in the next 11 days? Still going on. God bless me and my princess.. hehe..

Fuel Rebate?

Something about the motorcycle I use for some time. It doesn't have a working speedometer nor fuel gauge. I didn't really care about the speedometer as it's an old bike and it's not going to go like over 80km/h maximum anyway. The thing I can't stand is the broken fuel gauge. The fuel gauge just went out of order when I come back from UK. I didn't know and I broke down on the road once because of it. It ran out of fuel. dammit.

Well, my journey from home to office is around 20 minutes. Not far, but for a half wrecked motorcycle, it's hell bad. I'm feeling the price of the fuel here. Few years ago, I can pump full tank by RM5. Now, RM5 is only over half tank. This RM5 has a story today.

As the day starts, I brought the half wrecked motorcycle to the fuel station, nearly empty tank. I took out my wallet, pull out the RM50 note to the counter, "Pam 6, 5 Ringgit" and hand over the money. The Malay girl at the other side, took my money, nodded, touch the screen - - Pump 6 - - RM5 - - Tender RM50. The screen then shows RM45 change. The Malay girl took 4 RM10 notes, 1 RM5 note, actually she should stop, but she continued and took 2 RM1 notes, making up RM47. I thought she was kidding. She counted the change once. I thought they offer RM2 of fuel for every RM5 pumped. She counted again, and hand me the money over the counter, with the 2 RM1 notes on top. I took and say thanks, put back in my wallet, and go straight to the pump and fill my tank up.

I start to look around, like nothing happen, while turning my eyes towards the counter. I saw her smiling, looking at me... I pretended nothing happen. I know she suddenly realized she got me the wrong change. I was thinking if she's going to come out to get my RM2 back, or shut the pump off so I can't refill as much. After I finish, I ride the half wrecked motorcycle away to work, like nothing happen, while laughing.

Even though it's only RM2, but it makes difference. My lunch today only cost me 70 cents as the full price is RM2.70.

For RM5 of fuel, I get discount of 40%, not bad eh. But I think the poor girl needs to put her own RM2 back into the cash register....

Worst Bank Experience Ever!

Yeah right.... We'll help you get there... in "no time"...

From KitKat's blog, I saw his complaints about this bank. Last weekend, I heard complaints about their car loan services from a friend... today it's my turn to complain... DAMN!!

Well, I got myself a job, and the company requires me to open a bank account at that bloody bank. Well, I'll try to explain.

From my office to the nearest branch, journey is around 20 minutes by using 2 wheels, due to traffic, cars will consume more time to reach the destination. My lunch break is 1 hour 30 minutes. That seems really long as some offices only have 1 hour lunch break.

So I took my motorbike and went to the petrol station for refill, adding traffic and such, with exhaustion due to concentrating on the road, and going to another bank to get my deposit to open the new account, I reached my destination at around 12.30pm. I walked into the bank, the security old man gave me a number to queue up, but due to that there's not many people I felt quite lucky. Until I saw the wall which states that opening bank account doesn't need any numbers and just queue up at counter 1 and 2, well, including Fixed Deposit services. I was thinking, well, I;ll have a try, but the lady at other counter said I need to go there to queue... O___O" I saw 2 person queuing up and 1 lady standing at the counter quite long already. I rushed towards the queue... but it was too late... another lady suddenly appear in front of me... so there's 3 person in front of me... and 2 counters, there's only 1 open. That doesn't really piss me off until I knew that they need the MYKad reader to open the bloody account!! and there's only 1 at counter 1!!! What for setting up 2 counters with 1 person working and only 1 card reader!!! It took ages for the people in front of me to settle their stuff... I waited for 40 minutes for my turn... and took like nearly 10 minutes to finish everything. The time is 1.20pm and there's only 10 minutes left. There goes my lunch break... but I didn't care and went for lunch before "flying" my motorbike through heavy traffic at around nearly 1.30pm. I reached there 10 minutes later.... half the time I use to reach the bank cutting everything else out.

For me... I was more lucky than KitKat as he doesn't get his card on the day while I got mine on spot! but damn... totally poor service... Banks should set up sufficient counters for customers to open account!! It's their bloody business and they should be happy that there are people coming to open up account in their bloody bank!! Instead they only have 2 counters and using some extra process time due to slow card readers and lack of card readers.

RHB Bank sucks!! Rotten Hole Bank...

Avril Lavigne visited me...

I was getting a gift from my recent interviewer, a book of vouchers for some Buddhist charity sale, which states that only interviewees who failed to get a job in the company will get... I felt a bit disappointed.. but then I went into the house...

~~~blur~~~ due to memory lost ~~~

Then suddenly Avril came visit me. She stepped into the house... I was really really surprised she came as she is a super super star... never imagine it!!! She came in low profile, minor makeup, just a normal blouse and skirt.... We chatted... she is really really friendly... like a true friend... I still can't believe it...

~~~the day just passed~~~

I remembered that she aksed me to call a friend who lives nearby as well... but due to that I don't really know if the friend was in or not I didn't call and just told her like that. She agreed. I forgot who's camera was there. It was a DSLR camera. I took it and took a few shots of her. We were sitting in the bedroom floor though... then I took the big camera and took myself some photos together with her.

I don't know what happened but it didn't saved into the memory card... I was quite disappointed... but anyway we decided to continue chat. I asked her about her marriage. I asked her why did she get married so early. ~~forgot what she really said~~ but I remembered her saying life is like worth $15?? er... I forgot really.. and she said that her marriage is very well... I felt happy for her... then we played a while...

It was around after 11pm at night, as I saw the time, I suddenly remembered that I still didn't have a record (eg. photo) of her came visiting me today. I grabbed my phone (which has a camera) ... then my family came back... my dad spoke to her a while... my brother was surprised she was here...

I continued to attempt my photo taking with Avril. My hands were around her shoulders and she's happy to take a photo with me.. then... suddenly people rush in... into the photo which I haven't take. Then I waited for them to settle... then more people rushing in....

Then I woke up.... my hands were still in that position around her shoulders... damn it... It was just a dream... with no ending... how I really wished that I can take that photo together with her with my phone... then it might appear for real in my phone when I wake up... damn....

It's 20 minutes after I wake up now... I never posted anything as soon as I wake up from sleep... Scare I'll forget this dream so... record as much as I remembered before I forgot about it...

Avril... are you gonna come visit me someday?

Good bye London

Well, I officially left London 6 hours ago. I'm at Chelmsford at the moment but might go back to London for a few days to finish what I'm suppose to finish before leaving the country.

Feel... strange.... Excited, disappointed, sad, happy, not sure... when I took the train from Streatham to Central London just now, when the train pass by all the views which were so familiar... I'm thinking... this is it... the final time I will see all this views... feel kinda sad really...

What is going to happen in the next 2 weeks? not sure. I still need to plan. I still have problems on my luggage. TOO HEAVY!!!! Too much stuff and I need to get rid of more stuff.

Anyway, I'm going to sleep. Aunt's friend from KL is visiting tomorrow. Gonna watch TV for most of the afternoon tomorrow for the V Festival which is on for 2 days with all the celebrities and music rally...

Final night at Flat 5

I can't believe it... It's my final night sitting in this room writing a post. Tomorrow night I won't be here anymore.... I will not stay in London anymore after tomorrow evening. Even though I might come back next week, it is not permanent stay.

This week, I sold my table, my drawers, the exercise machine, 2 fan heaters and even my paper bin which looks very nice. Didn't really made a lot from selling all those items, but at least it is sold to people who is gonna love and care about it. And the money I made from them will at least let me have some change for moving around in the next 2 weeks.

Really having headache packing. I sent 1 carton of approximately 40kgs back home. The carton just left my room this morning, with my printer inside, which cost the most in that carton. My room has only small items laying on the floor and a shelf which is not sold, my luggage, a bag and laptop bag. I don't think at the moment I can make my luggage be 20kgs as I still got too much stuff inside. I don't even think I can buy more stuff to bring back anymore. I throw away older clothes, gave part of my clothes to charity, and throw away all the stuff which are unnecessary.

Geeez.... After leaving the flat tomorrow, there is no way I will be back here anymore...

I hope I can really catch up with all my dated posts which were all suppose to be up since months ago next week when I'm really free, before leaving this country which has far better quality internet line than back home, which I'm gonna be suffering totally.

All the crap in this post... random mumbling... Gonna sleep now. Good night and good bye to the night view from this window.

Too Busy - Too Short - Too Early

I just realized that blogging is not in my "must do" list anymore nowadays and it gets worse and worse. I can see that my post is accumulating, and is getting less and less each month.

It had been a roller-coaster in my life for the past weeks which I didn't write anything here. I still had loads to write about what I saw in this fabulous city, but I just can't get into the mood of preparing the pictures and share with everyone. I am also aware that there are not many people left who still access to my blog, even the usual ones. Even me, myself, doesn't really read others' blogs as I don't really have time for it. Well, maybe just 2 which are related to cars, that's all I do everyday.

My new job is continuing to kill me. It is so bad that I just feel dead everyday when I arrive home. It's too much to explain about the job, but then. I quit again, today. Actually not today officially as I am starting to play with the manager by calling sick for the next few days. I am still in probation period and I already fed up with the whole thing! Sick and tired totally.

It's reaching the end of 6th August 2008, 1 day to the Olympics. Just feel like writing something here. I don't really know what am I thinking now, what am I doing now, how do I feel. Totally complicated feeling. I am leaving this flat in 9 days time, which means I am leaving London for good. Made decision in such a short time. Then from 15th August, around 2 weeks time, I'll be on MH1, seat 47F. I really don't know what am I going to expect after landing, what am I going to expect in the next chapter of my life, what am I going to be anytime soon, when will I come back to this greatest city in the world to stay. What had God prepare for me? How am I going to cope after leaving all the advance technologies and facilities behind which are only to be found here?

It's gonna be more busy from tomorrow. Planning. Packing. 21 days to go. I can't believe it, but I don't really have a choice. It's too early to go, but, life decision.

Birthday.....

Today is my birthday. The worst one since I can remember my birthday...

4.30a.m.
Wake up. Realized my tongue doesn't feel well. red spots. dunno what the hell....

4.40a.m.
Realized the green jacket that my aunt gave me as present is gone... The first thing on my mind was I must have left it on the bus yesterday when I came home as I fell asleep due to too tired after work. That was the first time I didn't wake up on time to drop off the station which I am suppose to drop off. Second thing in my mind, that jacket has lots of memories... too much... I decided to go to the bus garage to look for it after I finish work.

4.55a.m. - 5.40a.m.
Blessing. The buses today were so smooth that I reach my work place earliest since I start taking bus to work. I need to take 3 buses to work, sometimes if the first bus is late, I will be late for work.

6a.m. - 2.30p.m.
Work as usual. I started to get unwell at around noon. Diarrheoa around 1.30p.m. when I was still working in the frozen room. Crap!

2.30p.m. - approx 3p.m.
Shopping for food.

3p.m. onwards
The traffic was so horrible that I took 2 hours to get home. I need to take 52, 2 then 159 to get home. When I was waiting for 2, the first bus driver doesn't open the door, making all people wait for 5 more minutes for next bus, second bus, when it arrives the station, it became "not in service" so... e2 more minutes, 2 of the same bus came. After that, I was stuck on the roads for nearly 1 hour to take the final bus, then traffic again... so 2 hours to reach home.

5.20p.m.
Reached home then went out again to ask for my jacket. Went to bus garage, no records of missing green jacket found. bus No.2 is not using that garage, I need to go to the other one to ask. I didn't get my jacket nor can't confirm if the jacket can be found.

5.45p.m.
Got home and watch final episode of TVB drama - Forensic Heroes II. I don't know what to feel.

7.15p.m.
Felt hungry.... alone at home... cooked spaghetti... birthday spaghetti... adding Organic canned chopped tomatoes into the sauce as an extra, with some small frozen prawns which I bought some time ago... and adding the last mushroom I got... I ate alone at the kitchen window... standing...

8p.m.
Back to my laptop and get 2 more birthday wishes.... altogether until this second which Cathy... but Liwan using her messenger, which she already gave me wish just now.... around 10 wishes... thanks people...

As a conclusion, this year's birthday, I am poor, lonely, sad, angry, unwell, just lucky to have people still remember my birthday, and thanks to Angel for sending a birthday card to me, which arrived far too early due to miscalculation. That is my best present so far this year.

Anyway, happy birthday to me. Presents will appear anyway.... eg. Visa extension news, get my pay for the month, and maybe more? I want more presents!!!!! to cheer me up. hehe...

Happy Birthday?? :/

I can't believe I'll be turning 23 in the next 10 days. This month is absolutely disastrous. Everything went wrong, so tired of working here... surprisingly... and my mood is really swinging because of everything.

I thought I would be better after changing my job as job description stated during my interview is only sorting out stores, helping 3 food sections to sort out their fridges so to make sure they have everything they need and after 12pm I'll be staying at the tills to help out. I am now doing everything that they ask me to do, more than I should be doing. It is not because that I am not flexible, just that all those tasks they ask is not in my working time period and description!! That means I am not PAID for that!! And I am always doing the wrong tasks at the wrong time because of them!! My timetable is crazy as well!! sometimes 11hours a day sometimes 6hours a day!!?!? Supervisor is crazy... manager is sometimes crazy.... WTF!! nuff said! I'm going nuts!!

Another thing, last night, I found out that the letters I kept in my room for that old lady who used to live in our flat are all gone!! She still have the bloody keys of our flat but she denied coming to get the letters!! It's not magic!! I searched the whole flat and I couldn't find it! If it's not her then who? She keep delaying to pay the bills remaining, keep saying that we kept her deposit for no reason but actually she moved out before contract ends, keep delaying in returning the keys, now came into my room for those letters... WTF!!

Again another thing! I have no money this month!!! As I change my job, I lost my weekly pay, so I need to wait until this end of month to get paid before I can do anything. Now I am living by basic food which consist of instant noodles and spaghetti with some veggies and a little meat. 2 weeks already eating like that!! I wanna PUKE!! I am even starting to buy bus pass from today. Taking a bus to go to work will need 1 hour while coming back from work using same route needs 1 hour 30 minutes at least due to traffic. Anyway, price of weekly bus pass is £13 while Travelcard which can be used on tube is £24.20.

Enough of all this external stuff, now my own inner stuff. If I really have somebody around me... eg. friends, partner etc to share my loneliness that is filled in me since long time... I think I will feel better. This month I felt more again. Am I too sensitive?

Enough complaining. I am too tired already. Never had enough sleep since I start this job. I am moody, tired, head spinning, start scolding people for minor reasons, getting frustrated for everything, stomach cramp, getting nervous easily... SHIT!!!!!

Happy birthday to me? see what's going to happen in the next 10 days.

I need a break.... seriously...

Brick Lane London

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Date: 27 April 2008
Venue: Brick Lane, East London
Tube Station: Aldgate East
Camera: Canon Powershot A430 4.0MP
It was more than 1 month ago I went to Brick Lane. The other name for Brick Lane is Bangla Town as most of the Bangladeshi and Indians live around that area and can say that all the shops in Brick Lane are either Indian or Bangladeshi.

Desserts & Sweets

BanglaCity Continental Supermarket

As I walk down Brick Lane, I realized some "really good" restaurants.

Chutneys - Brick Lane "International Chef of The Year" 2006 - 2007 & 2007 -2008

Papadoms Brick Lane - "Curry Chef of The Year" Award Winner of Brick Lane Curry Festival 2006/2007/2008

The Shampan - Best Bangladeshi Restaurant of the Year (didn't mention which year)

So they win the awards every single year continuously. I wonder how good are their food? And how much the meals are going to cost?

As I walked down the lane again, there is a big Truman Brewery building appearing in front of me. At first I thought it was just an old building or a brewery which is still in operation.

In fact, there were like huge amount of people walking around the building, and when I walked to the main entrance... I was shocked... everyone was having food in their hands.
Going into the main entrance of the factory building...

Juices

People, table, benches... food.... even carom table!!

Malaysian Cuisine anyone??

Passing by the food section at the front, it is all clothing and accessories at the back end of the building.

Underwear anyone?

Continue walking to the back door of the brewery, the famous "Rootmaster" Restaurant is 'parked' in the car park. It is actually an old Route Master, for those who doesn't know, Route Master is the name Londoners called for the old double-deckers which ran around London City for many decades. So, the owner of the restaurant bought this old bus and turned into a "Rootmaster" serving vegetarian food if not mistaken. It was featured on the newspaper for many times.



Just across the "Rootmaster", there were few stalls, one of them is Japanese.
They sell Takoyaki. If not sure what is that, just enlarge the photo below to see what actually is a Takoyaki. I felt like trying, but in the end I gave up as I don't feel like spending money...
I went back to the main street after that to continue walking down the lane. The whole scene start to change as the stalls are starting to get a little rough. Most of the stalls are just on the floor.

I heard Polish sausages are nice... yet to try it.

The Backyard market, this is actually my main destination of the day. Actually it's another building like the Truman Brewery which I mentioned before, but this one is just a big warehouse, which housed the stalls which are still fighting to get a place in Truman Brewery. The rent is cheaper here but the customers are far less than the successor.

Why is that my main destination? My previous colleague is selling her art works there, and it was her last day of doing it as she said it's not easy, requires lots of time and dedication to it while doesn't make much profit out of it. She's a student by the way.
She was chatting with a customer when I took this photo. Anyway, she's Brazilian... doesn't look like Brazilian at all? Of course, as her parents are all Japanese, so it's Brazilian Japanese. She's a fashion design graduate.

After visiting her, I went out to continue down the lane again.


I wonder how much profit they made by selling all these.. especially the last photo... a pile of phone chargers scattered on the floor... some old shoes... etc. I even saw a stall which has a computer mouse on the floor, which looks dirty and kicked around... I wonder who's gonna buy it.

Reaching the end of Brick Lane, I saw this lovely Swedish Cafe call Fika. The waitress was holding a plate of Swedish Chocolate cake for tasting at the door, she even posed for me as you can see... :P Lovely Swedish lady.
I walked near and tried some. It is very nice. Moist and chocolaty. It is served with ice-cream as a dessert and cost around nearly £4.
That is the end of the Brick Lane visit... Bangla Town with trendy youngsters around...

New Job Starts...

in 7 and half hours time from now. It's a 3 day trial but just a procedure... Back to the waking up at 4.30a.m life back then... and I'm still on my daily job which starts at 11a.m. so I'm gonna be working from 6 to 7 then.. it's a.m. to p.m.

Hopefully I won't brake down.. gee... life...

SLEEP!!!!

Spring in London

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Date: 26 April 2008
Venue: St. James's Park, Soho, Regent's Park.
Camera: Canon Powershot A430 4.0MP

Last Saturday was a good day to go out as the sun was shining above the sky with temperature reaching around 21'c. I decide to go out to have a walk and take some photos of parks.

I start my walk from St. James Park which is near to Buckingham Palace, not very far from North Bank of River Thames.

The PKR poker webpage's advert was on the sky flying by a helicopter

As I finish St. James Park, I walk my way towards Regent's Park, which is at North London. As I walk, I passed by Piccadilly Circus then I decided to go to Soho to take some photos as well.

Look at all the people in Soho Square...

After Soho... I walk till Regent's Park. The view was stunning and it is very well looked after. Buildings around the park look very expensive. Like other parks, there were many people lying on the grass reading, chatting or just enjoying the sun.

Some photographic club members practicing. Wish I can be one of them.

I love the following few photos of the swans in the lake. I spent around 15 minutes observing them and took some interesting photos.






I spent around 4 hours walking from one end to another of Central London including taking photos. I really do wish I have a better camera than the one I use for the past 2 years, which is my first camera which I bought myself.

What do you think of the photos and scenery? Which photo do you like best? Which one is the best taken? Let me know by giving some feedbacks.