If You Don't do it, You Don't Really Believe it. Some people spend their whole time searching for what's right, but they can't seem to find any time to practice it. Your life story is not written with a pen, but with your actions. To do nothing is the way to be nothing.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

i'll b home tonight...

the day that i finally waiting for is HERE!!! its unbeliveable.. it is because i've been waiting for this day to come since 10th june 2006, that the first day i come and register and effectively leave KL for GOOD. but now am back! hopefully for good..



that morning i remembered eating the worst char kiew tiew at emerald park. ( if thats how you spell it).. to top off my bad morning huh? den shifting in, register for orientation and bla bla bla... 1 word... it SUCK! even though orientation went on smoothly i still don like the place. i was thinking what am thinking fill in that form to come here at first place. i felt miserable here. i just cant settle myself well enough because


  1. the language barrier- majority of the people here speak mandrin
  2. just not my type of people
  3. am home sick
  4. am doin stuff that i don like
  5. am gonna MISS LOTS and LOTS of thing back home(party etc..)

when class starts,well.... there r like gangs.. i don mean those gangsters.. its like if you r not in the circle of group, then they won't talk to you. mayb am not used to it, because my class used to be united as 1, and NOT diviede into few pieces. some also LOVE to get attention, but sadly the guys love to get attention which is SAD because i don think there is more than 7 girls in the class.. which make me wonder if the guys here r all straight. so am stick to my orientation group frens for a month or two.. dinner, lunch everthing with them.. till it get sour as 1 of us cant keep his mouth shut, bragging and talking non-sense... thus makes everyone goes their seperate ways as everyone tries to keep themself away.

i started to hang with my house mate after that... i don like some of them at first as they can be very inconsiderate... i mean blasting their music while others trying to study.. its alright if you don't wan to study but i DO! although i can out blast them, i choose to walk away as i don wanna create any conflict.as days goes on, things seem to get better.. some of them shift out, and some r able to control their music. and 1 more thing, i HATE their lala music, btw am surrounded by lala too.... the place i stay and at campus...

mayb this is one of the reason God sent me here.... to let me understand the unknown species of lala people.. but i fail miserably.they r just and eye sore honestly. even the salon and the clothes store is based on lala concept. sigh...

there a few thing i've regret and learn in my stay here

  1. of course to fill in the application form at the first place
  2. tell people where i live, because when you tell people u stay in bangsar, people either take a step back, label you or treat you differently.yes i do stay there..and yes there r lots of rich people stay here,but am not one of those that can afford studying abraod or driving sports car to class or have swimming pool at own backyard.am just from and ordianary average family that can afford the nessesity of life but not the luxury of life
  3. thinking that i can have a bbq party next time at Sri Kembangan, the place the i was suppose to stay but apparently it don goes as plan.. and the turning point is i think bout it while am doin my pilot test.how naive and dumb i was to think that i could have fun living neighbouring with my "frens".
  4. i should take things in my own hands instead of relying and trusting others. i mean, if i find my own house to stay instead of relying on others, i wont have to go through all that last minute rush
  5. i also know that being nice and friendly can lead to misunderstanding to some that grade themself have HIGH level of understanding of the english language. apparently, simple english make some confuse.. don ask me why.
  6. i also regretted that am not clear enough at times.clear with my words. thus others would interprate things differently.which cause to misunderstanding and leaving me as the bad guy.

there are other things too that i hate it here.. even as the class in devided, its very hard just to seat in a class.. and there are lots of conflict and back stabbing occurs. i mean, one must think where to seat to avoid being hated. for example, if you seat with group A, and you will be automatically been hated by group A's rival. but me being me, don give a cent bout it and just seat where i wanted to seat as nobody controls Julian Gan. but then again, it still annoyed me that stufff like this happens.. like the famous words of martin luther king " why cant we all get along?!"

but there is some good things too that i leant and am gonna missed

  1. the good thing is i learnt how to stay on my own
  2. don feel inferior if i go one of those private collage with ALL the rich kids that drive X5 or mercs to class
  3. learnt that life there always unexpected changes and challenges.am not that naive to think that there are no hardship in life, but troubles comes when i least expected it. so i leant to set my prorities.
  4. jonker street.. there this store, with GREAT food and the street with lots of stuff that i wan to buy when i shift to my new place.
  5. am thankful to know that some of my so called good frens arent really frens. its painful to know that after all these years of friendship is all based on lies.. and its a good thing that people finally show their true colouor.

"its ALL be alright, i be home tonight... am coming back home"......... lots have changed since a year ago... some r good some r bad.. but my life have to go on... like the saying goes... " people don just change, the environment change them". am not suprise as i past by the highway tonight and think back the memories that i had here.. the good the bad..under neath the street light.. thats so bright... hopefully this will be a end of a chapter and the start of a new one.. like the sakura tree change as the season goes...

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