I'M BACK!

At last,after 7 days i am back from sydney.I'm have not done anything much over there,considering that the cost of every little is so damn expensive and that my debit credit card got some problem during the last few days of my trip that i can't use it.But nevertheless it gave choon and me a chance to meet up with ric,the trip have also revitalized me.

Heres the break down of what my trip:

21 dec : Landed at around 2130 at the sydney international airport.Went to train station and have a first look at what their train station look like.The map got us confused,as they have like so many different routes and lines compare to ours.Got ourselves a green travel pass that cost AUD 50,which was the best thing since we used it for all our transport and would have cost us well over that price many times.Once we reach the hotel and settled our stuff,we went to have our dinner and its.....MAC!!!Can't believe we travel 7k miles to eat a big mac...

22 dec:Meet ric early in the morning,and he bring us on a tour around sydney city area.I was very thirsty,and only managed to buy two bottles of drinks.I went back to the hotel first alone as i was feeling sick.When choon came back,he offered to buy dinner and some medicine for me.

23 dec:God damn it,can't believe i felt sick just on the third day over there.After breakfirst,i told choon i can't make it for the rest of the day.I went back to sleep and have to leave choon alone to tour Bondi beach on his own,as ric have to spend the next three days with his family.

24 dec:Thank god i have a good recovery system,just after one day of resting,i am well again to continue the tour.Went to Manly beach and walk around the beach taking pictures.Went to have a subway sandwiches,then back to the hotel and sleep.It was only 1600 when we went back to the hotel and sleep.I guess it was the hot weather over that was making us so lazy and sleepy.

25 dec:Went back to Bondi beach.This time choon learn from experience to take the bus and not walk over from the train station,as it took him about 1 hour to reach there.It was also the first time i saw how a ghost town really looks like.As it was Xmas,the aussies were not working and the whole of Bondi Junction was empty,except for a few people walking around.However we manage to find a shop and get our sunglasses and sunblock.Then we also found a shop selling towel at the beach,lucky we got all our stuff or else we would have been burnt.The beach was damn full,guess everyone decided to spend their xmas on the beach too.I had a great time playing with the waves,but choon never join in.The waves were very powerful,i was pushed back by them quite a number of times.We suntanned for 4 hours before going back.Went back to the hotel for a quick shower and off to the city area for our dinner.

26 dec:Meet ric and we went to Paddy market for some shopping.Then we went to his Uni and have a guided tour conducted by him.Saw how his Uni looks like finally.Then we were off the beach (again) near his place.Have some great talks with him,knowing how life is like for him in australia.Toward the end when choon and i got on the bus,i realised that we have not taken any pictures of the three us together.In the end,i managed to take a last picture of ric waving at us from outside the bus,tho the picture was blurred.

27 dec:Prepared and packed all our stuff.Then we are off to check out at 1100.Went roaming around the town area.Was planning to shop at the opal and gem house,but they were closed....with no place to go,we went to a park and i took a small nap.At 1730 we start to go back to the hotel for our bagages.As we were on the train to the aiport,can't help feeling time flies by so fast and we were on our way back to Singapore.Went for a kebah meal at the airport and we proceed to check in.At long last,2200 (sydney time) we boarded the flight.

28 dec:After 7 hours of flight,at 0300 (singapore time) we have touched down and reached home.

*reminiscing the trip*

Sydney!

Just one more hour and i have to go prepared for my flight to sydney.Just can't get myself to sleep,i am feeling like a kid once again,whom would be going on his first trip.But as i think back,it has been a few years since i gone on an oversea trip,and eight years since that primary school trip to Penang with choon.Remarkably that was also the last oversea trip i have been to since.Can't believe we three would be gathering again like old time.If only jimming could make the trip with choon and me to meet up with ric.

Anyhow when i got back from my trip,most of the friends i make in my present job would be gone.I would like to tell them that this past weeks working with you guys and gals have been great.Tho it might be a temporary job,for just 3 weeks,but the memories i gotten would have last me for a lifetime...i hope my mind wouldn't fail me ;p

Guys:
Allen,Aloysius,Franis,Jason

Gals:
Doris,Pei Ching,Shi Wang,Valerie

Hope everyone of you will do well in your studies,in your lifes and whatever you desire in.I will miss everyone of you.

*flying off to sydney*

Cousin wedding

At the age of 26,my cousin got married last night.As i was sitting at the VIP table,which i have no idea why i was choosen for that table,i remember the past when i stayed over at her place at the age of 4 or 5.Still recall the time when she was caned so bady by her mum that she cried,the time when we play together,the time we read those Archies comic together.Can't believe that she gotten married already,

time flies past by me so quickly
smoothly like the sand in the hourglass
quietly too like the leaking sand
til i turn and refill the empty hourglass

My father,which is my godfather,talk lots of stuff,some of life teaching and other just plain nonsense.Seems that hes really happy my cousin is getting married.He drank lots of beer and XO,but some of the stuff he said still make sense that i wouldn't know to believe or not.One important thing he told me is "to be a real gentleman","respect other people even when you resent what they do or done".He told me that no matter how hard i might find or hate,i have to respect my dad.My father even shown me that he make up with my uncle who have done nasty to him,and even humble himself before my uncle.And he told me of why i must respect my dad,and the blood of a gentleman flows in me....i do think i am a nice guy,but a gentleman?I can't be that nice,i just can't respect other people who i detest,i can't give in or work with them.

"When you are high up above all the rest,you wouldn't bother about little things like these"

Some how all my life i have taken my father and my mother (which is my godmother) advice seriously as i can,no drinking,no smoking,no gambling...i don't know whether i am able to follow on this important words of his....firstly to start respecting my dad,who i have not talk to for like years...and then to the other people which i have hated...

How should i act like?As and what i like,as a jerk?Try to be as nice as i can and being misunderstood by other?Be a gentleman and be taken as a joke?That are time when i try to be nice but i really wish to just get them the hell out of my life...but why am i pretending to be nice?Is it because its my nature?Or am i play acting?I don't recall myself being trouble with being nice in the past.When i was young,i would love to help out in whatever i could,joinning the sports events because nobody in my house would want to,voluteering to do the classroom cleaning duties.But as i grew older,i just find the idea of me being nice and 'eaten'/'ignore' to be very disgusted,to the point that i find it to be shitty and loath the time when i have to help someone.Why the hell should i help someone when they don't appreciate what i have done?Why do i try to be nice to other people when they think i am nuts,take me for granted?

Just one line "Its my nature,God make me this way"

I can't escape being a nice guy,no matter how much i hated it.Now the next step,as my father say,to make the jump from just being nice to a real gentleman that not only help all,but habour no hard feeling inside him too.

I guess my cousin wedding has gotten to me too,now i start ranting too like my father....

*pondering my next action*

Life goes on

Today i just read an article about this boy suffering from cancer,he just finished his third book about his experience and thoughts.One of the extract is that of his mother's quote

"We can only live once,live it well"

That set me thinking,we can try to live as well or to the fullest of our life.However what if something unfortunate should to happen?Like that boy,he was strike by cancer since he was 12.

-to be continued-

-continue-

Life isn't fair at all,its like a random number generator.You never know what you are going to get,when you are going to get.All the world happening is starting to make me lose faith in God,tho sometime it still like HE is there,granting me the little things i ask for.However if i view it in a more pratical way,its just that the % of the things i ask of happening is rated way higher,theres noway i could miss that.How should we view life as ?One that is control by God,some almight being above watching our every moves?Or one that is litter with chances,misfortune,waiting to see which pile we would step upon?I am losing myself slowly but surely as each day goes by,i pray for someone to share the load on me,to hold me when i am down.But who would know the real me ?Even i myself are confused as to what/who i am/should be.To tell the truth,i wish for ........someone to tell me....

*Losing myself slowly*