Carved Within: Hated oF Transportations

My Ang Pow is gone, i've been keeping them since New Year, and now it's no longer in my sight.

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Feelin so pissed off and mad, I was keeping them for luck and also emergencies. but now... it's gone, damn it, and the mood got worse when M told me i throw it away, it's just impossible.. I have absolute NO IDEA on earth how did I manage to throw it away without any memories of it.

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My mom is complaining about the usage of the credit card. Hope to tell her my usage of the petrol is d round trip to work every weekdays, Badminton to Kelana Jaya every Wednesday & Saturday, and that's all. Other usages are delivering documents to the good-for-nothing Secure Express INX Sdn Bhd located at Shah Alam, which they're suppose to pick up from my office but they didn't for so many many times and i've lost count of it. My mom used my car for massage, friend's house, church. One thing i don't like other using my car was because they don't treasure things that doesn't belong to them. The person I hate driving my car the most is my brother, he's the type of person who accelerate and break for short distance *example: Bum to Bum*, not only it consume lots of petrol but also shorten the lifespan of the tires and breaks, the worst of all... he will not pay for any repair if the car is ever damaged, therefore my car is off limits to my brother no matter what reason he give.

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My parents are the same kind of drivers. Father owns a Mercedes Benz, every time he enter his car, he will sit still for a second, checking everything, making sure the air-cond is close before starting the engine, every little problem from the car will be fixed within that day. But when he drive my car, it doesn't bother him if the aircond is still on the moment he turn off the engine but starting the car with the air-cond on, maybe he doesn't care what will happen to the car as long as he's not the one paying for it. Mother will pay for it, but her driving style is still the same as my brother, break, accelerate, which consumes lots of petrol and shorten the lifespan of my tires and handbreak.

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If you're saying i'm selfish, i'm totally fine and agree with it, but at the end of the day i just want to remind you, who deserve to pay for mistakes caused by someone else?

Supernatural

During work, I usually spent my time going through all the documents, checking the mail or keeping my facebook update. But today my colleague called me out to the operation room.
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There's only a door differentiate between the office room & the operation room, so i kinda just had to walk out to reach them. I wish i've never hear this, cause "Fear is often greater than the danger itself".
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With all the valuable stock in the storeroom, it's a must for us to install a CCTV to always keep check of everything, although i hardly look at it unless there's a customer pressing the bell. My colleague told me to look at the CCTV (Storeroom), at first... I thought he was asking me to look at the outside CCTV where it can clearly see my car parking right opposite the company door, i'm looking at it... THANKFULLY, i saw nothing.
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But he insisted and convince that he saw something crossing by.. *GuLp*, was he trying to scare me? I bet he was, so i asked anther colleague who was standing right next to us to tell me he's trying to make me look like a chicken, haha, guess what she said? "Memang ada nampak" .......... 0.0 ............ SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Help...?

Carved Within: Race Back Home

Since primary school, i've been taught by my teachers not too look down in other races and also never discriminate them just because they're 1% out of 100&.

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Sadly, I have very racist parents at home, they always think Chinese is the best race among other races in M'sia, sometimes whenever I talked about a non-chinese friend, they will ask me not to hang around too much with them.

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Why did they see things different from mine? Did they grow up in a time where Malays are killing Chinese because they once lost the election? Or they saw countless Mat Rempik on the road putting their life on the bet with God whether they should win the race or lose their life?

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Very lucky of me, few of my best friends were non-chinese. 1st will be Jessie Janaki, an Indian where we meet each other in the same class at Sunway University College, we had been great friend ever since, talking about our future, and sharing sad and happy moment together. I've seen the impatient side of her, when she realise she was in love with someone, the joy she had when her feeling was returned, and the tears and anger when things had gone down the drain, but we keep in touch, just to tell each other to hang on, cos each of us will be there.

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Another best friend of mine, which i think i've made her sad and unhappy for a very long time until i couldn't even look at her and ask for forgiveness, but yet... she forgave me, thank god. Yup, she's Bilqis Binti Razin (Hope I didn't spell your name wrongly). I meet her during MSSD back in 2002, we were both selected for representitive in MSSS, she was the tallest in the team and she took my pose, haha. When MSSS ended, together with Yen Chiew, the 3 od us compete in streetball spalding 3-on-3, we got the 2nd price, it was so so close beating Kar Suet, Fat Fat & Yoke Ling, maybe if we worked a bit harder back then, we could beat them. Recently, she flew to Korea to further her studies, and i see her off at the airport, together with our friends and also her family & raltives, I still remembered your brother and mom cried when you passed the imigration, i'm sure they missed you a lot after you've left for not more than a day. I'm sorry Bil, for not being there when you're back, and breaking the promises i made, somehow i've not forgiven myself, but still... thank you for forgiving me.




This is a picture of Bilqis & Me during a basketball competition.