Wednesday 21 September 2011

这几天……

不知不觉,
嘉全已走了差不多两个星期了。
他刚开始作工了,
但说被上士责骂,
因为还不习惯新的环境。
加油吧,
你是行的!

这两个星期内,
发生了好多事。
我也懒惰再提了....

但最令我感伤的是,
我刚刚在微薄看到
宏盛说:
“知道吗?再过不到一个月的时间,我就要和UCSI说再见了,很难想像到时是如何的心情,我会很舍不得这里的。”
看了他这番话,
我差一点流眼泪!
我当时以为他要回国了,
但后来他说来不及买机票了。

虽然他还会留在大马做CO-OP,
但他都不在UCSI了。
虽然不舍得他离开,
但毕竟他还是要离开我们,
追求自己的梦想……


可能我把他当成我哥哥了,
因为这种感觉就像我前几年,
看着我姐姐,
踏上火车离开大马,
眼泪也渐渐流了下来。
不知几时还会见到她……


虽然宏盛还没走,
但我知道时间不多了……


好好珍惜我们剩下的时间吧……





Saturday 10 September 2011

The moment they left

Yesterday was the day two of my housemates went back to China.
I reached home around 8am in the morning but they were still sleeping.
Thought I got no chance to say goodbye to them
because I have to attend a talk in the university the whole day.

Perhaps God knows that I wished to come back home
to wish them goodbye for the last time...

We had an hour break for lunch time during the talk,
so immediately I rushed back home after having my lunch.

The moment I reached home and I saw the gate had opened,
I knew I was still in time because they hadn't left yet.
They had already packed everything and waiting for the taxi they had called.
Around 2pm we started to bring everything down to the condo entrance,
where the taxi was waiting for them.

I brought down my camera but didn't have the chance 
to take a last group photo with them.

The moment Jia Quan and Hai Bo stepped into the taxi...
The moment the taxi turned around...
The moment the taxi accelerated and moved out of my sight...
My eyes started to get wet...
I felt kinda reluctant to let them go...
but I couldn't stop them from going 
because it is their wish.

Best of luck in your internship.
Wish to see you soon in January!

Friday 9 September 2011

Goodbye, my friend

There are so many racism in this world.
Even Malaysian chinese and China Chinese are doing the same thing.
Maybe you too, did notice that China Chinese and Malaysian Chinese
always group with their own gang.
I can hardly see both of them mixing around,
though both are Chinese.
If I'm wrong,
then there should be many Malaysian Chinese playing QQ.
But are there any?

Because of this matter,
I did reconsider and reconsider before heading to the dead end
that I have no choice, but to stay with my China friends.
Yes, I am the only Malaysian Chinese in their house.
I have a little hard time communicating with them.
As a Malaysian Chinese,
I usually speak in mandarin,
combining with some English words,
sometimes with Malay words too.
But now,
I have to speak in total pure mandarin to them everyday,
and I find this a very hard way to communicate with them because I'm not used to it yet.
I have a hard time listening to their slang too,
but they don't have trouble listening to me,
other than I always tell them that I'm very sien (boring).

Tomorrow two of my housemates are going back to China.
One of them is Jia Quan.
You should know who is he if you're a true fans of my blog... XD
In my house, I'm only close with Steven and him.
Though I'm not close with the others, neither they close to me too,
they treated me as if I were their close friends.
(I starting to like China friends :D)

I did plan to follow them to LCCI tomorrow,
but I had registered for the SIDC talk since last semester
and I couldn't miss this talk because I need the 5 SWA points.
Haiz... I really hate to see friends leaving me.
But this is all fated.
I couldn't change anything.
All I can do is,
to wish him all the best for his four-month internship.
I'm sure I'll see him again next year! 



Tuesday 6 September 2011

New Semester, new house

Three weeks of holiday just passed.
My result is out too and it came out just like I expected.
Bad~
But,
what is unexpected is that I have moved.....
to a place where it reminds me of my childhood life.
Does this sentence sounds familiar?
Yes, I posted it once in Facebook about two months ago.
I've moved to Steven's house.

For the first time in my life,
I'm staying with foreigners,
not Bangladeshi, not African, not Korean,
but, China Chinese.
Though I stayed with Indonesian students before,
to me that one month staying with them was like staying in hostel,
because I can hardly see those two Indonesian housemates around house.

However, this time I'm staying with 5 Chinese
and I am the only Malaysian Chinese here.
Though today is the second day I'm staying here,
I've already get the impression about them.
The experience staying with them is totally different from staying with Malaysian Chinese.
However, I'm can't decide whether to say that staying with them is considered my fortune
because on the first night,
I felt like I wanted to go home immediately...
I want to stay with my family...
This happens because I'm not get used to foreign students yet,
it's the time that matters...
for me to get used to them...

I moved in yesterday in the morning. If I were to carry everything up by myself alone, I would be exhausted to death. I can't believe I brought so many things here, though I didn't bring any textbook nor lecture slides. What did I bring? I've no idea....

Steven, Jia Quan and I helped to carry everything from my dad's car. I was so sorry I had to make them suffer early in the morning, especially when they both just woke up at that time. I thought they would just leave my stuffs at the living hall expecting me to arrange my stuffs by myself. But I was wrong. They helped me to put all into my room, and even helped me to sort everything nicely. Steven even sacrifices half of his table for me.

The right side is now my table.


I really felt bad about myself because Steven has helped me so much especially these few days but yet, I treat him as if he were invisible. How bad I am! I didn't want those to happen but it's hard for me to change my character.

I started to feel awkward whenever he comes close to me. I felt very uneasy with him around me nowadays. I've never experienced these kind of feelings before this. We used to be very close to each other but now, I seldom talk to him....

Today after our dance practice I was about to leave with Chin Mun but was stopped by Steven, asking me to go back with him. He was kind of sad/angry when he knows I'm leaving him alone. I didn't mean to leave him behind but I was too tired at that time, forgotten about him. I'm so sorry. But on the way back I didn't talk much with him, because I was keep talking with Natalie. Even after she went her own way, I didn't talk much with Steven because I felt like we're now becoming strangers to each other, or maybe I should say he's becoming a stranger to me. I feel shy to talk to him...

I never hate him. I never think of ignoring him. I appreciate what he has done for me. I appreciate how much he cares about me. Because I've never met someone like him before in my life, that truly cares about his friends that much, that really help his friends whenever they ask for it. Because even my own brothers will not do that to me.