Sometimes, I just can't control my temper.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
18 Jun 2011
Hello! Ko có cái postcard của Lan lùn là mình quên cái góc quán cà phê này :D Thanks :)
1. Learn a new point of view today: If you are thinking of heaven or afterlife, you are no longer a free-thinker.
That's worth thinking.
2. I realize that practising a sport will help to boost one's determination towards achieving his goal. I will continue to run/jog not only to stay fit but also to be mentally healthy.
3. Never does my family members stay far from each other as we are now. Dad will work in Da Nang, mum in Saigon, brother in US, and me in this tiny Singapore. We are far apart now just to be together in the future: let's work hard.
Tee hee!!
1. Learn a new point of view today: If you are thinking of heaven or afterlife, you are no longer a free-thinker.
That's worth thinking.
2. I realize that practising a sport will help to boost one's determination towards achieving his goal. I will continue to run/jog not only to stay fit but also to be mentally healthy.
3. Never does my family members stay far from each other as we are now. Dad will work in Da Nang, mum in Saigon, brother in US, and me in this tiny Singapore. We are far apart now just to be together in the future: let's work hard.
Tee hee!!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
New year lor...
I agree that people do thing differently during the last day of old year and the following day: new year day! (We Vietnamese call them "đêm 30" and "mùng 1 Tết").
Yesterday was fun. I got myself sitting in the NUSSU office for 9 hours to do my laboratory report. After the dinner at Subway, I started walking to PGP to celebrate the lunar new year. It was by incident that friends met friends, strangers met strangers, and altogether we welcomed the year of the Cat in music, karaoke, and water drinking card games. We played till 6PM on the first day of new year. The whole night was like a craze and tiring.
I caught the very first bus of the day and got back home in Clementi at 7AM. I tried to text a Happy New Year message to my friends or to call back home but I was too tired and exhausted to do so. Lying down to sleep, I realized that the best thing in the world at that moment was my soft, soft bed...
I woke up at 1PM, ignoring the fact that all my housemates had left for temples, for friends, and for Penang. It was a great day to get several festive messages from friends. After loading all the bed sheet and pillow and blanket into the washing machine, I got my late breakfast with cereal and milk. As normal as usual, I was multitasking with eating my breakfast and calling mom and messaging my friends.
Afternoon was a short and filled with my new motivations. I managed to spend another 4 hours on my lab report before I went down stair to realize that all shops were closed and people were in neat clothes visiting friends. Walking around the neighborhood area, I got some satay from the Malay food stall with a random thought of having a decent dinner for myself.
So, dinner recipe was:
- Fry [noodle, satay, chilly, cucumber, onion] = dinner
- Blend [tomatoes, blue gum honey, ice] = dessert
Hello friends, hello the Cat, hello time! Will start my new year with a goal in mind: Working hard! I remember my first catch at my cubicle in my company when I started my very first day of internship:
“If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”
Monday, December 13, 2010
Year-end trekking
Hm, I concluded my IA with a job opportunity after graduation, and a really refreshing trekking. Wanna pen down some good notes about the trekking so can refer to it in the future. Yah!
Since ppl agreed to meet up at Kranji MRT at 6AM, I woke up early to get ready by 5AM and that's what made me a bit drowsy in the morning. My team had 2 other Vietnamese friends from shatec and a Pakistani: Nguyen, Thanh, and Yousuf. Girls are quite talkative, friendly, and Yousuf is a caring man, look like a senior (lol, he really is).
6:30AM at Woodland checkpoint: I realized that Singaporean friends have much advantage at the checkpoint: using their ID to slot into the reader, super fast. I remember the check-in/check-out gates for Vietnamese in Saigon, which are meant for Vietnamese and the Q is always longer than the one for int'l passports.
7AM, I lost my group and just followed some random trekking participants to a McD restaurant. The burger was okay but the black coffee was terrible; it's not Singapore black coffee, it's not as sour and bitter as Vietnam black coffee, it was like soot mixed with plain water. you can imagine!
The group of ppl started heading to the JB Sentral to board the train to Tampin. The ticket was MYR 25.00 per person for a 400km ride, comparable to those in Vietnam. The coach was quite spacious with aircon. It's not too fast but since it was only 4 hrs, no one was really tired. Some took a quick nap, some went to the ends of the coach to have the view of Malaysia urban. Thru the window/door, the view is surprisingly similar to Cambodia and Vietnam but there was no rice field, just palm tree and some jungles.
Strange that we can open the train doors. Quite dangerous, especially when the train did a quick turn.
Arrive at Tampin around noon. We had quick lunch and drink to recharge for the trek. Food was damn cheap, we can get nasi lemak at MYR 1. Ppl here can understand basic English, so we didnt have to struggle. For me, I just shut up and buy.
After 1/2hr lunch, we took taxi to the base of the mountain to prepare to climb up to the summit. There seems to be no traffic rule. The taxi driver was just so friendly that he kept telling us to take photo of mosque, tell the history of the tampin town, where to it, where ppl go jogging in the morning. He spoke Malay, mixed with some broken English, and always with smiles and laughs. 4 of us in the taxi were quite enjoying with such a friendly local man but were really scared when he did not look at his driving. Lesson learnt: never talk much to a friendly taxi driver, or else you will risk your life. The road sign required a maximum of 60km/h but he speed up to 100km/h and even tried to pass some trucks. He opened the radio and swung himself with the music too. The taxi ride took 20 mins.
At the base of the mountain, we needed to drink up, stretch our muscle and apply repellent.
Ascending the Datuk was not as easy as i had imagined. A lot of insects, tree root, rocks... the slope is quite as steep as 45 degree and it's advisable to have your gloves on. No leeches, no snake, no centipede but a lot of huge, really huge, mosquitoes. Trekking up the summit takes 3.5 hours including resting time. When you finish half of the way up, there is a flat land where you can rest. Before you reach the base camp (despite its name, it is near the top of the mountain), you will see a huge rock with wet algae. But don't touch it, it is itchy and may be poisonous.
I used 2 litres of water when I climbed up.
(Feel tired reading? Ok I'm tired writing too. Going to sleep now. Will continue soon!)
Since ppl agreed to meet up at Kranji MRT at 6AM, I woke up early to get ready by 5AM and that's what made me a bit drowsy in the morning. My team had 2 other Vietnamese friends from shatec and a Pakistani: Nguyen, Thanh, and Yousuf. Girls are quite talkative, friendly, and Yousuf is a caring man, look like a senior (lol, he really is).
6:30AM at Woodland checkpoint: I realized that Singaporean friends have much advantage at the checkpoint: using their ID to slot into the reader, super fast. I remember the check-in/check-out gates for Vietnamese in Saigon, which are meant for Vietnamese and the Q is always longer than the one for int'l passports.
7AM, I lost my group and just followed some random trekking participants to a McD restaurant. The burger was okay but the black coffee was terrible; it's not Singapore black coffee, it's not as sour and bitter as Vietnam black coffee, it was like soot mixed with plain water. you can imagine!
The group of ppl started heading to the JB Sentral to board the train to Tampin. The ticket was MYR 25.00 per person for a 400km ride, comparable to those in Vietnam. The coach was quite spacious with aircon. It's not too fast but since it was only 4 hrs, no one was really tired. Some took a quick nap, some went to the ends of the coach to have the view of Malaysia urban. Thru the window/door, the view is surprisingly similar to Cambodia and Vietnam but there was no rice field, just palm tree and some jungles.
Strange that we can open the train doors. Quite dangerous, especially when the train did a quick turn.
Arrive at Tampin around noon. We had quick lunch and drink to recharge for the trek. Food was damn cheap, we can get nasi lemak at MYR 1. Ppl here can understand basic English, so we didnt have to struggle. For me, I just shut up and buy.
After 1/2hr lunch, we took taxi to the base of the mountain to prepare to climb up to the summit. There seems to be no traffic rule. The taxi driver was just so friendly that he kept telling us to take photo of mosque, tell the history of the tampin town, where to it, where ppl go jogging in the morning. He spoke Malay, mixed with some broken English, and always with smiles and laughs. 4 of us in the taxi were quite enjoying with such a friendly local man but were really scared when he did not look at his driving. Lesson learnt: never talk much to a friendly taxi driver, or else you will risk your life. The road sign required a maximum of 60km/h but he speed up to 100km/h and even tried to pass some trucks. He opened the radio and swung himself with the music too. The taxi ride took 20 mins.
At the base of the mountain, we needed to drink up, stretch our muscle and apply repellent.
Ascending the Datuk was not as easy as i had imagined. A lot of insects, tree root, rocks... the slope is quite as steep as 45 degree and it's advisable to have your gloves on. No leeches, no snake, no centipede but a lot of huge, really huge, mosquitoes. Trekking up the summit takes 3.5 hours including resting time. When you finish half of the way up, there is a flat land where you can rest. Before you reach the base camp (despite its name, it is near the top of the mountain), you will see a huge rock with wet algae. But don't touch it, it is itchy and may be poisonous.
I used 2 litres of water when I climbed up.
(Feel tired reading? Ok I'm tired writing too. Going to sleep now. Will continue soon!)
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