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Few days ago (it’s Tuesday, I remember…it was a public holiday) I’ve just bought a lesson which’s rather costly.

Ok, the story (a true story) started on Monday nite, when my friend visited me to settle some work. He stayed ’til 4 midnite. We were suppose to go Steven’s Corner in OUG, cuz I reli miss the cheese naan cheese there, but somehow it’s 4am and I’m too tired yet lazy to "travel" that far. Juz simply had a naan in one of the nearby mamak stalls (yuckkkss……).

When I got home, it was 5am and I was "blur blur" (ok i admit i’m old and no longer used to nightlife, anymore). Dropped my belongings on the table (wallet, handphone, keys…) and went to toilet, simply close the door and of course, I won’t lock it. I think I reli need some sleep, so quickly rush out from the toilet and wanted to jump onto my bed. But the moment I approach my room and turned on the doorknob……Guess what? You got it right. Here comes the nightmare……

IT’S LOCKED~~~~~~!!!!!!

How come? I reli dun understand. I’m always very careful with the lock. Each time before I lock the door (when I’m goin’ out), definitely I’ll take out my keys from the pocket and double check, make sure it’s there before lockin’ it. But how come this time I’ll lock the door for no reason? Dun ask me, I wanted to know too…

What to do? The fact is, the door is locked. With my wallet, handphone and keys inside the room, I can do nothing but find a way to get in (without the key). Glimpse at the door sill, some idea struck my mind I can use some hard but flexible object to slip thru the doorframe to get the door open. Bad enough, there’s always a difference between theory and practical. Idea is correct, but somehow juz can’t get it open. Tried with all sort of things, from thick paper to cardboard, and even a chrome chopstick, simply helpless. Most of all, I hardly can find any tools in the house, not even a nail or screw.

When I almost give up, another idea came across my mind again Why not I try lock pickin’? I did read up ’bout how to pick a lock last time, and I have a very clear picture of how the lock works in my mind, very very clear. Argghhh…dang it, where can I find a tool to pick it? The most essential, paper clip. Search thru the whole house, no sign of paper clip and I dun think there’s anythin’ small enough to get thru the keyhole. Well perhaps I’m quite lucky, I really saw a spring on the table. Without a second thought, I immediately grab it, twist and turn to form it into a long shape with its tail tilt up (juz to push the pins within the lock). Happy? Not really. Even though I can push the pin up, but how can I turn the knob open? I need to turn the middle part as the knob is jam. Again search the entire house, and finally I found somethin’ useful. Guess what? A teaspoon~~!! Dun laugh, it might work. Wow…it’s cool, let’s start the lock pickin’ task. Teaspoon on my left hand, turnin’ the knob towards right and my right hand uses the "malformed" spring to start pickin’ on the pins. Haha, I’m a master thief, I’m breakin’ into my own room. Felt so excited. Well…guess what’s the result?

OF COURSE CAN’T GET IT OPEN LA~~~

If I could open the door effortless, then I’ve 2 questions in mind. What’s the lock for in the first place. And what’s the locksmith for in the second place. It really sound stupid that I’m doin’ all these, but if you were me in that situation, you’ll understand how desperate I’m, and I’d juz try anythin’ that’s possible, juz like a drownin’ person would grab anythin’, even a leaf or a floatin’ branch. Wasted one hour, it’s 6am. What to do? Sat on the sofa and try to control my temper (I’ve actually bang and kicked on the door but that part has been censored in this post — Explicit Content ). No one’s gonna help me, so gradually I feel asleep on the sofa. It’s not really comfortable anyway.

Dreamt that I’ve successfully got in my room, but it’s when I woke up. 9 somethin’ in the morning. Lookin’ at the light penetrate thru the glass on my room’s door. I really felt like breakin’ the glass and get the door open. Walked up and down for another hour as I can go nowhere, can’t get into the room or get out of the house either. But thank God that my housemate came back at 10. Without hesistation I ran towards him and begged for help. It’s Hobson’s choice for me.

I’m so grateful that he’s really helpful, fetch me to Plaza Damas (nearby shoppin’ centre) to wait for the locksmith (it’s not open yet, too early), and even treat me breakfast (I got no wallet, how to pay?). He even helped me to call the locksmith.

Finally the locksmith came and I stood there, scrutinized how he actually picks the lock. OMG~! It’s exactly what I did last night, juz that I’m using teaspoon and spring, whilst he’s using the proper lock pickin’ tool. I think it only took him about 3 minutes before gettin’ the door open, quite skillful. How come I can’t get it open while I’m doin’ the same thing? Simple, 3 "No"s — No proper tool, no proper skill and no experience at all! C’mon, guess how much do I have to pay for it? Hartamas, such a high class area……quite reasonable, 50 bucks .

So what’s the lesson of this incident?

• No matter how careful you’re, sometimes "accident" can be unevitable
• 100 times of carefulness are incomparable with one careless mistake
• Always have a backup
• Be a locksmith, able to earn RM50 easily in 3 minutes
• Stay in high class area, so that you can "ketuk" (extort) those rich people

Luckily it was a public holiday, otherwise…otherwise……

Went to Time Square with colleagues yesterday. Of course, since we have time and no one objects, we watched the long-anticipated IMAX 3D movie. Well, some of them may have watch before, but not me. The movie was Nascar3D, sounds interesting but ended up it’s some sorta documentary. Dun reli wanna further elaborate it.

Talk ’bout 3D, what impression does it give you? Wear green and red specs! Yes, this technology has been around long long ago. It’s based on a technology called anaglyph, where an image is transmitted into left and right eye with a slight variation (John Wattie, 2006). Sounds complex? No it’s quite straight forward. Scrutinize a 3D image, you’ll see it’ll have a "shadow", green and red border. So after wearing a "green-red" specs, only green color can goes thru an eye, and same with red color for another eye. Therefore our brain interpret it as three dimension.

Ok, now we know how 3D works. Different eye see different image by using some filter (the specs). However, there’s a drawback. If seeing thru "green-red" specs, then we can only see monochrome color. So despite we are able to enjoy the 3D feel but we juz can’t see the rich color of an image.

No it’s not true. Technology’s evolving every second. Juz when I entered the IMAX theater, I was given a "3D" specs and surprisingly, IT’S NOT RED AND GREEN COLOR~~~!!! Ok maybe I’m a bit outdated, but how does a pair of tinted glasses makes us view image in 3D? I was so curious. Have you ever think ’bout that before?

I used the specs to view different light, from the bulb on the wall to the LED on my handphone, nothing different. Suddenly some idea flashes over my mind. I juz dug up my form 5 physic knowledge (actually it has been long forgetten). You see, if the point is "Different see different image", so other than color filtering, why not use polarized light.

Allow me to explain few lines ’bout polarized light. It’s a technique playing with the wave direction of a light. A polarizer film has very thin line arranged in linear order, continuosly. Each line are so thin and it can’t be seen with bare eyes, but it’s enuff to filter off omni direction of the light wave, making the wave to travel in single direction after passin’ thru. For a better understandin’, I’ll illustrate it below: -

So if the film is put vertically, then the light pass thru will be travellin’ in a vertical manner. What if i put a polarized film vertically in front, then another one horizontally at the back? You’re right, no light is able to pass thru. Well this is somewhat general knowledge though.

Back to the point of anaglyph, I got a feelin’ that it’s applyin’ this technique. Pretty simple, the movie render on the screen is double imaged right? One image is actually emittin’ a horizontal direction of wave, and the other is emittin’ vertically. So does the spectacles. One side is horizontal polarizer film while another is vertical. So after wearin’ it, one side of the eye can see only an image, while another eye see the other image. Sounds cool huh? Different technique to achieve same effect. Now we no longer need to view 3D in monochrome.

Alright this’s juz my personal opinion, so to speak, I guess only. Pls correct me if you found that I’m wrong. Anyway, I’m juz amazed with the technology they’re playin’ with. If this technique has been around for long long time and it’s very very common, I apologize that I’m being too outdate.

It’s been more than a month I never posted my blog. Well, not that free actually. Absence of internet connection in my stayin’ place in KL was the main hindrance (or you call it "excuse", I dun mind), and dunno why juz dun really have my own time durin’ weekend. Nevermind, since I’ve nothin’ much to say anyway.But there’s somethin’ I muz share it here…

A couple of weeks ago, I’ve made an appointment with my friend to meet in Kelana Jaya LRT station. As my workin’ place is famous for "awful" bus service (it’s Triton btw), all I can do is to take a taxi to KL Central. But takin’ a taxi alone is extravagant, and it really burn a hole in my pocket. Thank God that one of my colleague he’s headin’ that way, so I cud share the taxi with him (at least 2 ppl sharin’ is much better).

So we happened to be at the taxi station, seekin’ for a taxi. Askin’ around if there’s anyone goin’ that direction so that we can share. Not very lucky, only 2 of us. Since taxi plays the main role in public transportation in that area, it’s not difficult to grab a taxi at all. So after gettin’ aboard we started our conversation ’bout sharin’ taxi. I was told that usually there’re lots of ppl "pooling" taxi to get to KL Central. This is a wise idea indeed~~!!.

Perhaps the taxi driver heard what we’re talkin’, so right after he took a U-turn, he stopped by and ask a pedestrian standin’ by the road, whether she’s goin’ to KL Central, too. What a co-incident, she nodded and hopped in to the front passenger seat (we’re sittin’ behind). From the reflection of the rear mirror, I can see the taxi driver smilin’ happily, lookin’ at me. So kind of him, he’s try to save money for me. It took me 3 seconds before something flash over my mind: Oh ya! All-in it’s 3 pessengers in the taxi, he can earn extra 20cents. But weird! How come make extra 20 cents smilin’ so happy?

Nothing happens along the way…………until we reach KL Central.

<deet> The meter showed 7.20. This journey cost us RM7.20, so average it’s RM2.40. Whoaaa…so happy, it’s juz slightly dearer than takin’ bus (bus fair is RM2.00 per trip). So much comfortable (nonid to wait for bus) and luxury (only 3 of us, instead of squeezin’ into the bus of a hundred ppl). I was really happy that moment but it juz didn’t last until I saw an astonishin’ phenomenon…

The gal sittin’ in front gave a 5 ringgit note to the taxi driver, then the taxi driver took it and said "OK!". The gal juz left the car. OMG~~!! What happened. That very moment I was really stunned. What man? RM5? I thought it was RM7.20 for the whole journey? I’m really blur. And then I heard the taxi driver spoke to my colleague:

Taxi Driver : Enam ringgit la (Six ringgit)

Colleague : Encik, lima boleh la… (Sir, make it five bucks)

Taxi Driver : Tak boleh la, enam dah murah loh…(Nope, 6 bucks is very cheap)

That moment I was really really blur…What the heck is happenin’? Ain’t I suppose to pay RM3.60 the most? I juz take RM5 from my wallet and pay the taxi driver. He took my RM5 and RM1 from my colleague. Then we juz left the taxi. I juz can’t understand what was happenin’. Who the heck in this world can tell me what’s goin’ on?

When we’re walkin’ towards LRT station, my colleague explained to me…

"If 3 person sharin’ a taxi, indeed the total amount is divided by 3, a normal calculation. However, this situation is slightly different. 2 of us is sharin’ the taxi, so the price would be divided by 2, while another pessenger was called by the taxi driver, so she should pay the full amount. Of course, he’ll give some so-called discount. The theory is : if only both of us take the ride, it’d be RM3.60 rite? But he only charged us RM3 each. Whilst the gal should be takin’ the taxi alone, so by rite she’d be paying the full amount of RM7.20, but she was charged RM5 only. Sounds logic?"

Yeah it’s dang logic. What an intelligent freak, the taxi driver is really excel in Maths. So let’s take a look at the calculation below: -

Bugger, I shouldn’t have paid him that much of money. But my colleague consoled me, he said no one will know this kind of "rules" for the first time, so next time juz be very careful.

**Some of you might have experience before. And I dun mean that all taxi drivers are like that. I’m juz sharin’ what I experience.

<Ding dong> It’s 8:19PM now. Alone here in front of the pc. Utilizin’ "some resource" to get me online here in KL =) Well you may call it OT but somehow this OT is FOC, no extra pay for me =S  Human is greedy, let me online still want extra pay

Ppl have been askin’ ’bout my workin’ life. Errr……nothin’ much to say. At the moment kinda enjoy. As a fresh grad what else can I handle? Hmmm…most of the time I’m sweepin’ the floor, wipin’ the table and cleanin’ the toilet…LOL~~~!!! Not that bad actually. Let me think of my routine…

9.00AM       Be here to sign in

9.10AM       Settled down and open MSN, Yahoo Messenger

10.00AM     Check my mail

10.30AM     Time for brunch, grab a cup of Milo and some biscuits

11:00AM     Surf web

1:00PM       Lunch time (Snake to a farther place so dun need to come back so early)

2:00PM       See who’s online, have a chat after lunch to help digestion

3:30PM       Look into some work. At least gotta pretend to be hardworkin’

4:00PM       Hi-tea (Hungry, get another cup of Milo with some biscuits)

4:30PM       Same theory, chattin’ helps in digestion

5:30PM       Started to pack my stuff

5:45PM       Stack up UNO Stacko (Tauke bought it to let us relax)

5:50PM       Play UNO Stacko till to "relax" (in fact no pressure how to relax?)

6:00PM       Time’s up. Sign out

Hmmm…off and on I’ll stay up a bit late (OT) to MSN, or ermmm……(like what I’m doin’ now) Hee…hee…simple life.

Aiyoh, fresh grad ma, get low pay of course easier life ler…Fair and square =Þ

** Every story will have another story lies underneath, sometimes truth can’t be seen with bare eyes.

Saw a comic strip on The Star website, the famous Kee’s World which always talks ’bout current affair in a sarcastic way. Somehow it really depicts the issue very well…

(C.W. Kee, 2005)

But it makes me think of somethin’ even more interestin’. It’s not the time of "bull run", most ppl are havin’ a hard time, especially for fresh grads. Let’s dun blame the economy, there’re other aspects which contributes to this "unemployed" phenomenon.

CAN’T GET HIRED~~~……

Hmm…in human nature we’d think that it’s the worst thing ever had. But think twice, unemployed means no income, expenses still paid by parents. Fair enough, balance off. What if the case that low salary and high cost of living occur simultaneously? Dunno? Let’s analyze… (pls note that it’s juz an approximate figure, each individual might differ)

Income

Basic Pay            1600     (range from 1300 - 1800, assume low salary)

Expenses

Deduction            230      (deduct EPF, SOCSO, Income Tax, rough figure)

Accomodation      500      (let’s assume high cost of living)

Meal                    390      (RM15 * 26 workin’ days, RM5 three meals a day)

Phone Bill             70       (mobile phone…luxury or need?)

Transport             104      (RM4 * 26 workin’ days, let’s say take bus one way RM2)

Extra                    75       (weekends, back to hometown or stay? RM15 * 5 - meal)

Runnin’ Expenses   150       (daily needs)

Travel                   80       (hometown? 4 weeks * RM10 one way)

The sum of expenses in this case is RM1599, which means there’s still a ringgit left in the pocket! Phew~~~that’s cool, still got one buck left!!! Deposit into the bank and try to make profit from interest. LOL~~~!!! No other way out.

Scrutinize the list. It’s juz the basic need, those compulsory. Let’s think of other aspects, socialize? Join colleagues in Starbuck for hi-tea? Your dream toy? Everybody’d have somethin’ to invest on once they got money; clothes, accessories, gadgets, blah blah blah… Hmmm, perhaps make it more meaningful, give parents some allowance. Ermm…but how much? Yeah only left 1 ringgit, so 50 cents for papa and 50 cents for mama…………

"Ni anak memang tak guna langsung, satu bulan baru bagi 50 sen, budak degree kononnya……"

So……what can I say? Employed? Or not employed?

Reference :

- C.W. Kee, 2005, It’s a durian life [online], Kuala Lumpur, The Star, Available from http://thestar.com.my/comics/kee/kee.asp?id=051109, [Accessed 28 November 2005]

Well first of all I would like to give credits to my friends, eugeniest and spread, for bein’ so helpful to volunteer come my place to help me "catch" the snake when I complain that it’s in the room.

Middle of the nite at 3.00am, we shifted the bed, dressin’ table, cupboard, blah blah blah…with all our "weapon" in hand, anticipatin’ for the snake to come out. Waited till almost 5, no sign of snake appearin’, not even a piece of scale. Dang I suppose it should stay in the room.

Fine, ended up we had no business with snake, but clean up the room. Sweep off the few inches thick of dust underneath the bed which has been lay there for years, dust the spider web behind the cupboard and etc. Such a violent atmostphere turned up to be so peaceful……and erm……tiredness.

I dun understand what I stayed up for the whole nite. "Spring-cleaning"? That early? And most innocent were my friends…

Saw the snake again in the bathroom this evening, juz can’t choke back my dander and I straight away murder it will a few fatal hits on its head with a wood. At last I’ve conquered my snakee-phobia!!! whoa…hahahaha…

Too bad I’m still the warrior. My two friends are juz the housekeepers. Muahahahaha~~~!!!

** Indeed my friends offered tons of assistance last nite, I do appreciate it a lot. Thankz dude!!

Hmm…not today, should be yesterday. At last I settled all the "procedures" for the job and I’m finally confirmed. Startin’ work on 1st Dec, indicatin’ the end of my education life. Miss the carefree and worriless good old days, even though I didn’t treasure then. And yesterday is considered my last day of "true" holiday, as the remainin’ so-called holiday for me is only responsibilities and preparation. *sigh*

C’mon, think optimistically. I still have 6 days to goyang kaki wat…=D

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It was 22 July, Friday morning. It’s 8 o’clock in the morning and I have an appointment with my lecturer at 9am. Dun care, I research on somethin’ together with my roommate and did it ’til 8.45am. Take my own sweet time to bathe and get myself prepare to go college. Get everythin’ done and reach college at 9.30am.

(Ngek…ngek…ngek…Huh, want me to wait for an hour on Tuesday, now it’s my turn to revenge. At least want him to wait for half an hour…muahahahaha…I’m so wicked. Never ever offend me…hahahaha…)

As usual I went to his room and look for him. WTF, this bugger is not in again. AGAAAAAAAAAAAAIN. $#*(@&)$@#^(@#$@#%#@^)()(()@^#$$^@(*&#). I really dunno what to say ’bout him. This time I’ve checked his timetable, no class. I approach the admin (same lady) and asked her again. Once again she told me my lecturer is not on leave. Dang! WTH this bugger been to? Can’t help I juz walk around my college, off and on went to the lecturer room and peep on it, can’t even see his shadow.

Hmmm…at last I went back to admin at 10.30am. She could recognize me and called me. "You lookin’ for Mr. XXX? He’s here." Then I saw him around. He wasn’t aware of my existence, ’til the admin lady told her, "This student is lookin’ for you." He didn’t look happy that time, while he turned to me…

Lecturer : Student. You’re lookin’ for me?

Me : Yes, sir. Actually I’ve been here since 9.30.

Lecturer : (Astonished) What do you mean?

Me : …………

Lecturer : (Realized that something’s not right) Ok, go there and take a sit.

Me : Thanks sir.

C’mon. He dun even care ’bout me. Fine. I can’t do anythin’. Face the truth. I’m juz a student. He’s my lecturer. My fate was on his hand. Cuz at the end he’ll be markin’ my project. Tell me what to do? Slap him? Wallop him? Yeah, complain his deed to the manager…hahahaha……

As I mentioned in my previous post, I could have brought this up to the manager. But I didn’t. Why? I’m gonna explain it now. Let’s analyze the fact.

1. He did somethin’ wrong. He should apologize to me, but he didn’t

2. So I bring this up to the manager. The manager will scold him.

3. Then he apologizes to the manager.

4. And the manager apologizes to me.

Sounds reasonable. Hahaha…this is too basic. Let’s analyze in depth…

5. If he knows I stabbed his back, he definitely get mad and fail my project.

6. I’ll have to remodule the whole course if my project fails. Gotta pay extra.

7. My dad will scold me and I gotta apologize to him.

So…in the end I don’t get any apology from him. Furthermore, he’s the one who did somethin’ wrong, but I’m the one who needs to say sorry (to my dad cuz he fail my project). C’mon, what principle is this? Well, this is the real community out there; the community that I hafta face for the comin’ 35 years. The higher level ppl will never get wrong. Believe it.

** I’ve purposely cencored out the name of the lecturer, substitue by Mr. XXX, for the sake of anonymity. There’s no point for me to enclose his name, not important at all.

Throughout my final year in college, each of us was assigned to a lecturer for supervision (to check our progress and to guide us) on the individual project. And my lecturer, I dunno he’s that forgetful or he did it purposely……

HE ALWAYS PUT ME AEROPLANE~~~!!! (放飞机 — break my appointment)

Each time I juz can manage to see him, gotta wait another day. Quite a number of times, but there was once I can remember clearly.

My college provides an online appointment system which is quite efficient, to allow students make appointment with a lecturer. Every weekend lecturer will allocate free slot for the student to make bookin’. Of course I would utilized such advanced system, thus I made an appointment with my lecturer. I still remember the date, I made an appointment with him on 19 July, 2005 (Tuesday). So I when to lecturer room and looked for him, see nobody inside. Thus I asked the admin whether he’s on leave. The admin told me, "Nope, he’s here today. I saw him this morning. You’ve an appointment with him?" I noded. Then she click on the computer and check for my lecturer timetable. After a second the admin turned to me and said, "You sure you have an appointment with him? He has a class today from 3.30pm to 5.00pm." I looked at her, I thought it was my mistake, then I on my laptop and check the appointment again. And this is what I saw:

Gosh, look at the date printed there in bold "July 18, 2005". How silly am I. Hmmm…take a second look on it.

Week Of : July 18, 2005       Day : Tuesday

I checked the calendar. 18th is Monday, so Tuesday would be 19th. I’m CORRECT. I show this to the admin. She juz sniggered and said sorry she can’t help. Dang, how could he set a free slot while he’s havin’ class at that time? His careless mistake made me awaited an hour, from 4 - 5pm, sittin’ there starin’ at the window like a moron. Fine, I went to look for him at 5. Since 5pm is after office hour, I can only ask him to meet for 5 minutes.

—————-

Me : Good evening sir. Can we meet up for ’bout 5 minutes for a mandatory meeting?

Lecturer : No sorry, I’m goin’ back. Pls make an appointment with me online.

Me : Errr…sir actually we’ve an appointment at 4pm today. But you’re having class so I din disturb you.

Lecturer : 4 o’clock? How cud it be? (Sounds assure)

(OMFG, you ask me how cud it be? I suppose to ask how freakin’ ridiculous are you, simpleton!!)

Me : …………

Lecturer : Hmmm…anyway you come and see me on Friday at 9.

Me : Ok. Sure sir, I’ll send an email to you to confirm again. (Actually I juz want to haf an evidence if he ever break the appointment again)

Lecturer : No need. You juz see me on Friday morning.

Me : Alrite. Thankz sir. (STUUUUUUPID. Wasted my time and so irresponsible)

—————-

Can’t help. One hour there in college but gain nothing. Huh….Friday. I juz can’t imagine if he could remember that appointment again. But I’ll see how thing’s goin’…Gonna "show him some colour" (给颜色他看).

** In fact I can bring up this case to the Operation Manager, and I’m sure that they’ll gimme a reasonable explain or apology. But I didn’t. Why? Of course there’s a reason behind…

Remember that I mentioned ’bout goin’ mamak quite often during my 3 and a half years stay in kl. Of course we had a good time there. What sorta activity in mamak? Gossip…errr…perhaps =p  But there was once my classmate joined us, he told us ’bout jokes all nite long. One of ‘em is rather funny, it’s still in my mind ’til now.

"Once upon a time, three men lost their way in Sahara dessert. One man is American, another is Pommy (English) and the third one is Chinese. They kept walkin’ under the hot sun, with no hope of survival except miracle. Juz thought of miracle, they saw a lamp on the sand. "Wow, izzit Aladdin’s lamp?" the American hollered. Without a second thought, the Pommy pounced and grabbed the lamp, started to rub it as rough as he could. *Kriiiiiiing…* A genie was flowin’ out from the lamp, turned to ‘em happily and said, "Master…oops, I got 3 masters in all. What can I do for you?" Pause awhile before he continue, "I can grant each of you 3 wishes, so pleeeeeeeeeeease…use ‘em wisely." All of ‘em lost their awareness that they’re in the dessert. The American said, "Genie, I want MONEY!! Gimme lots of money!!!!!" Juz a matter of seconds the genie cast plenty of money for the American. The Pommy looked at him, full of envy on his face. "I want lots of pretty gals…". Again lots of pretty gals appeared in front of him. That’s too nice. They juz can’t believe it’s true. When the genie turned to the Chinese, he was like not really care ’bout it. "I want liquor, gimme few litres of wine." Yes his wish was granted. Three of ‘em enjoyed themselves ’til the genie ask ‘em for the second wish.

This time the American wanted beautiful ladies, and the Pommy wants money instead. When it comes to the Chinese, he demanded for liquor again. The two men sniggered at him, what a stupid man. For the third wish, the American ask the genie to send him back to hometown. So did the Pommy. They’re safe! Back to where they are. So genie asked the Chinese, "I send you back ok?" The Chinese replied, "No pal, I’m not satisfied yet. Drinkin’ alone is dang borin’. Ok, I got an idea. Why not you bring two of ‘em back and accompany me to drink together?" "As you wish, master" And the two men back to the dessert again. *LOL~~!!* They looked at each other, felt helpless. The genie vanished as his tasks were done. The American and Pommy regretted to have let the Chinese be the last one to make wishes."

"Later that day, they found another lantern. The American was so anxious and snatch the lantern quickly, and began to rub it. Soon a sprite appeared and greet ‘em accordingly. But this time the sprite can only grant each of ‘em two wishes. Havin’ the lesson drawn from the incident in the afternoon, the American passed the lantern to the Chinese, asked him to make a wish first. The Pommy understood his intention, juz cross his hand and stood aside. Again, the Chinese demand for alcohol. The sprite granted him with lots of wine. When it’s American and the Pommy turn, they asked for money. They’re so happy, juz can’t stop laughin’ as they’re sharin’ the same thought: Let the stupid Chinese make the last wish, then my wish would be ‘send me back with all the money‘. Muahahahahaha…that’s brilliant. Wonderful plannin’!! Now the Chinese got his wine, and both the American and Pommy got their money. The sprite turned to the Chinese and asked, "Master, what’s your last wish?" This time the Chinese was pretty pleased with the amount of spirit he had, so he said, "That’s great! I’m dang happy today. I never had this much of alcohol before. That’s enuff for me. I’m satisfied with myself. I got no wish anymore." Think awhile before he told the sprite, "Anyway, I still have my last wish rite? Alrite, I think you’ve no business here. My wish is —— "

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*ROFL~~!! Muahahahaha…* The sprite simply left the dessert and three of them are still together.

So, the moral of the story is — It doesn’t matter whether you’re allocated to be the first one or the last one, as long as you know how to treasure your opportunity.