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Communication barrier almost happens everyday when we’re talkin’, especially semantic barrier, when the language is different. For Chinese, Mandarin and Cantonese are most widely used. Although they can’t be compared, as one is language while another is dialect, but verbally they shared same characteristics. In fact it’s more barrier prone when we mix and match with these 2 "languages", especially when the pronunciation is inaccurate.

I went to S’pore with 2 of my friends 2 weeks ago. One of them is English educated, but studied Mandarin in primary school, so he knows a bit Mandarin and speaks Cantonese to us in college off and on. Sounds cool, but not really when we’re in S’pore, most of the time we speak Mandarin with the local Chinese. He almost offends someone on the day of arrival.

给我"妈"孖的

It was in the morning, his uncle drove us to National University of Singapore (NUS) for breakfast, right after we arrived in S’pore. As we walked on, a stall sellin’ noodles caught his eyes and thus he approached it. He looked at the Wantan Mee, seems delicious and then place his order.

My friend : excuse me, pls gimme a bowl of wantan mee, i want 2 serving.

Hawker : 对不起，我听不懂你在说什么…

My friend : arrrrr…….(thinkin’ how to express in Mandarin) "wo yao yi wan……hun tun mian!" (he’s tryin’ to say 我要一碗云吞面, but sounds like 混吞面)

Hawker : (dun really get what’s he sayin’) har? 什么面？

My friend : (pointin’ at the picture) Wantan 面。

Hawker : 噢…要大的还是小的？

My friend : "wo yao da de" ("我要大的" He speaks with full-confidence)

Hawker : 好的，请你稍候…

*Stood there for ’bout 5 seconds before his stomach started to urge him to ask for more.*

My friend : Excuse me. (pause for a while as he doesn’t know how to ask for 2 servin’, but eventually he speak in cantonese) "bei ngo ma gei" (俾我孖嘅 - means give me double)

Hawker : 你要什么？

My friend : (Try very hard to think how to say "double" in Mandarin) Errrrrrr…….errr……(Still can’t come up with a better phrase, thus he decided to directly translate it) "gei wo…ma de" (his translation was 给我孖的)

Hawker : (Astonished and stare at him) HAR？

My friend : (thought he can’t hear so speak louder) "GEI WO…MA DE" (all in his mind is 给我孖的, never know what’s the problem)

*Obviously everyone heard "给我，妈的" !*

Hawker : (looks grim) 你想怎么样？你要些什么？

My friend : (raised his middle finger and forefinger, in a ‘V’ shape) "ma de" (sounds exactly like "妈的")

Hawker : (become irritated and turn away, speechless) ……

*Luckily we approach him in time and talked to the hawker*

Me : 老板，对不起，他的面要双份。

Hawker : 好的。(stops awhile and says) 你朋友真怪…

Me : (Smilin’ but juz kept quiet) ……

My friend kept starin’ at me, still dunno what happened. I briefly explained to him and he laugh out loudly…

水饺

Felt embarrassed on the first day, he had learnt a lesson. But very soon he faced another embarrassin’ situation again, on the fourth day. In the afternoon, we went to walk around S’pore city, then settled our lunch in one of the food court. My friend once again wanted to order food on his own. Fine, juz leave him alone. He found his way to a dumpling stall, intended to get a bowl of dumpling with soup. So he approach the stall, saw 2 ppl standin’ there; one man wearin’ apron standin’ before the wok; another one is a pretty gal wearin’ sexy attire, holdin’ a bowl in her left hand.

Without any hesistance my friend walked towards the gal and speak to her. Who cares ’bout the old man. He wanted place his order to the gal. Never realize that, in fact the gal is a CUSTOMER!! She’s tryin’ to pick some "side order" into the bowl and pass to the old man (the hawker). Too bad my friend never know this. He straight away approach the gal.

My friend : xiao jie, wo yao….sui jiao (intended to say 小姐，我要水饺)

Gal : (obviously she doesn’t know what’s happenin’) 我想你搞错了……

My friend : (very quickly he thought of askin’ for the price, hence he restructures the phrase and say again) sui jiao yi wan duo shao qian? (translated into mandarin would be "水饺一碗多少钱？")

Gal : (Look at him, dunno what to say) 我…

My friend : (so smug cuz he can speak Mandarin) xiao jie, sui jiao yi wan, duo shao qian? (he’s tryin’ to ask 小姐，水饺一碗，多少钱？)

*everyone turns to him and stared at him, with different expression on their face; some surprise, some ribald, and even some with obscene smile.

Gal : (gazed at him, feel so irritated)……

We senses something’s wrong and rush over, try to give some assistance. It’s juz split second, fortunately we pull him away and apologize to that gal. She was juz ’bout to raise her hand (I think wanted to slap him…hee..hee…). Again, my friend was so perplexed. "What’s goin’ on?", he asked. Without sayin’ a word, we dragged him away, far away from the food court.

Can’t figure out what’s wrong with it? The point is the phrase : 小姐，水饺一碗多少钱？My friend’s command of language is not good for Mandarin, so his pronunciation is not accurate. It sounds like……小姐，睡觉一晚多少钱？Erm….this guy is really frightening. I can’t predict what’s he gonna say next…

**Please note that this is a real life story, and it is not exaggerated. I’m tellin’ the whole thing exactly as it is. Wanna know who’s the one I’m talkin’ about? =)

If i tell you a news "RM18 for a McDonalds buffet", would you believe it? Nope, I don’t! How could it be? My friend sent me a catalog ’bout the buffet, it’s a buffet specially meant for break fast (only in the month of Ramadhan). Quite unbelievable? Here’s the photo: -

Sound so realistic, but it’s on the web, who knows it is not bein’ superimposed by anyone else? C’mon, I’m an IT student, you can’t con me easily. I checked it in McDonalds website, no clue at all. Thinkin’ that it was a joke or hoax, tried our luck for the last time, called McD’s hotline and enquiry ’bout the "promotion". WOW~~!! Cool man, it’s true!! After we gained enough details, we head for the nearest McD franchise in Awan Besar, the R&R situated in KESAS highway.

Scrutinize the time in the catalog above, the time is only 6.30pm - 8.00pm. Intelligent marketing strategy, no one will have enough time to digest and go for another round. And do you think you can eat the food worth up to RM18? If I have a good appetiate sometimes, I’d buy a Ayam Goreng McD combo set + a McDeluxe or Quater Pounder. Cost ’bout RM12-13, if not mistaken, and it makes me quite full.

It’s good to try out somethin’ new. We went to Awan Besar McD and pay for the buffet, and the sticker is the evidence:

This’s the sticker I got from the McD, indicatin’ we’re cravin’ for food. 18 bucks for a McD meal. whoaa…we loot the burgers from the counter. Ppl around us stared at us, lookin’ at 3 country pumpkins keep stuffin’ the food into their mouth. Approximately we took 3 - 4 rounds from the counter. It’s sorta ala-carte buffet, when you want you juz "claim" from the counter, juz as anticipated. And this’s the summary of what i ate: -

Ayam Goreng McD - Spicy          5.50

Quarter Pounder                       5.00

French Fries (Small)                  2.30

Chicken McNuggets (6 pcs)        4.50

Chicken Foldover                     6.50

Fillet-O-Fish                             4.50

Sundae                                    2.50

Sundae Cone                            1.00

Sprite                                      1.95

Sirap Bandung          (Complimentary for buffet)

Total                                     33.75 (Excluding Government Tax 5%)

OMG~~!! This is the amount of thing I’ve eaten juz now. No wonder my stomach juz can’t take it. Ok, I can’t even walk straight. I’ve the Sprite before I left the restaurant, holding it in my hand, dun dare to take a sip. Cuz every drop of sprite is like 1 litre of water stuff into my stomach. Gosh it gonna burst man! It’s been very very long ago since I feel this full.

Struggle all the way back in the car, instead of leanin’ against the cursion i bend myself, and each time my friend breaks harder we’ll shout. "Dang, we’ll vomit man!!". Hahaha…what a suffering experience.

Over eating is bad for health. Indeed it hurts us. I admit I have a wrong strategy of eatin’ this time, although I managed to eat extra 87.5% worth of food, but I suffered for hours. I reached home at 9pm, can’t help, juz gotta walk around the garden to help digestion and I can still feel full (quite ok) right until 12am. I’m not braggin’. Now it’s almost 3, usually I’ll be very hungry by this time, but at the moment I juz feel like i juz had a lite meal.

Haha, thankz for the buffet. I’m not gonna visit McDonalds in the comin’ 3 months. Juz suffer from a new sickness of my own, McD-phobia…LOL~~!!

Indeed it worth tryin’, but be wise while eatin’ buffet, juz eat what you’d like to eat, and it’s not necessary to order all the expensive set. Buffet is not a mission of hittin’ the margin of the amount you pay and you win the game. Like me, I gained extra 80+%, but at the end of the day I suffer for over-eatin’, and it really lose the meanin’ of eatin’ buffet.

17 years down the road of education, had my last event in my tertiary education yesterday (which is a presentation), I’m finally unofficially GRADUATED!!! Starting from kindergarten right up to college, each level is gettin’ tougher and strenuous, it’s not easy to get thru three and a half years of college life, and I hereby would like to thankz all parties who have directly and indirectly involved in my college life.

First and foremost I would like to express my gratitude to my parents for their support in different aspects, from monetary to morale support. Their affection keeps me goin’ thru all hindrance and reach my finishing point. Of course I appreciate the most when they back me up whenever I play truant, keep me from being barred for the exam =)

Not forgetting my brother, always givin’ me guidance on how to stand still on my point and argue with the lecturer juz to get extra 1 or 2 marks in my class test. (No doubt I’m not correct all the time)

Secondly would be my fellow roommates (or my gang), eugene and wei chuan. Thanks for the companion for goin’ teh-tarik session during class hour (at least I’m not skippin’ class alone), yam cha session at the balcony all nightlong (usually 2am ’til 7am), and the time we had for network gaming (trainin’ me to be an expert gamer, but too bad I’m not really talented for that).

Not missin’ out my housemate, min chuan who is accounted to the most important part of my daily routine, i.e. drivin’ us out for dinner, or lendin’ us his car to go out. LOL~~~!! Dun laugh, his generosity saved us from lots of hassle and the convenience we had is all becuz of his greatness, especially when we wanted to go mamak in the middle of the nite. Besides being a transporter, sometimes he cheers us up too. How izzit so? Simple, he juz make fun of wei chuan (or bully him) will cause us to burst into laughter…ROFL~~~~~~~~!!!!! (Sorry wei chuan I’m not intended to mention ’bout it, but I juz wanna spell out the truth…….LOL~~~!! can’t stop laughing…..)

Followed by APIIT, I wanna thank you for everythin’ I learnt (*the term APIIT encompassed a lot of aspects). First will be the pressure given, force me to learn whatever I need to know in order to accomplish my accountability as a student. Pls dun get me wrong, I dun mean your lectures or syllabi anyway. I’m not being ungrateful, but that’s simply the truth, 99% of my knowledge is gained from external source, includin’ the "tutorial" given by my friends.

Next thing is the APIIT cafeteria. Thankz for the place provided for us to refreshen ourselves during class (hmmm…), and now I’ve finally understood how’s the taste of food when it’s depicted as "sucks". But somehow I still show my gratitude here, at least the food kept me survive for three and a half years.

An unforgettable person in APIIT, Mr. Kalai who is one of our lecturer, somewhat I really wanna thank him. Being a bad example of lecturer (I reckon he’s the worst), I can fully utilize the facility of sending feedback to complain him. His existence has spice up our college life, from annoyance to laughter. His childish attitude made us irritated, and his stupidity sometimes turn up to be jokes among us.

Furthermore, I would like to thank the nearby mamak stalls (those around Sri Petaling, Happy Garden and OUG), supplying food for me almost every nite, and provide a comfortable place for mamak talk which comprises of gossip, an inevitable issue, but mostly are jokes. Nevertheless, mamak indirectly contributed lots of unwanted fat around my tummy. GRRR….thankz to mamak, now my belly occupied 60% of my body weight….*sob sob*

Most important of all, what’s kept my free time occupied most of the time is contributed by Hong Kong TVB. Indeed the drama make my life more meaningful during my off-peak season (when I’ve no project), otherwise I’d not know what to do to get rid of the emptiness…=/ Certainly, bit torrent plays an important role when it comes to downloading of drama, and thankz guys for your kindness to share the latest episode =D

Last but not least, I appreciate the service provided by IM, such as MSN Messenger and Yahoo! Messenger, allowin’ me to chat with my buddies whenever I’m bored, and even enablin’ me to get in touch with friends across the ocean easily. Sorry ICQ, your time is over, perhaps you should retire =)

Not sure whether I’ve left out anyone else. Those name whom is not here doesn’t mean that I dun appreciate your effort. I treasure any form of contribution in life. Once again, THANKZ EVERYONE!!!

Three and a half years in APIIT, I’ve comprehend its culture and very familiar with it. APIIT advertise that they have dedicated lecturers,  comprehensive syllabi, talented students, various awards and etc. Fine, what I can say is all these are NOT TRUE and apparently they’re boasting ’bout it. Eventually I found out a unique characteristic of APIIT, and they are pretty famous for it…

EXTENSION~~~!!!

Yes, indeed they’re well-known for extension. If a project due next week, we’ll be enjoyin’ right thru ’til the deadline. Needless to say, we’re dang confident that the lecturer will give extension. So why worry? LOL~~~!

Being an APIIT student, I was influenced by its ethos. Due to the time i sacrifice for projects and examination, my celebration for mooncake festival this year has been postponed. It’s supposed to be on Sunday, but everyone is busy for the paper on Monday so none of my friends cares ’bout it.

Juz had a red bean mooncake at the playground in my apartment with my roommates. So today’s considered as the "belated mooncake festival" celebration for us. Fairly cloudy tonite, juz saw a blurry moon up there but at least we had a good time there.

No one aware that we haven’t study for tomorrow’s paper. T_T

Even a simple celebration requires "extension". Izzit a vogue in APIIT, or it’s a crisis in my time concept? Dun ask me…

* Note : For those who doesn’t know what’s APIIT is all about, dun worry. It’s the college where I studied right after I leave secondary school. For further information, please visit the website http://www.apiit.edu.my. =D

Nope it’s not only my house. There’s a place in everyone’s house where we seldom go, or totally not even once. Which corner izzit? Hmmm…the sauna room…oops, nope I’m talkin’ ’bout a dark place beneath the roof but above the ceiling, a place you can’t reach without a ladder.

Last Saturday mornin’ went home from breakfast, found that the water supply for one of the bathroom is interrupted. From basin to shower pipe, they’re all clogged. What to do? It’s all the piping from the main water tank (or known as tangki) problem. Gotta rectify it from the source.

Grab a ladder from the store room and place below the ceiling. There is an "entrance" for it. It’s been a long time since someone been inside, cuz everyone was busy and the main reason, there’s nothing interesting in there. Once upon a time my uncle told me that it’s like an oven there, very hot. That time I was a kid, too young to go up there or even climb a ladder=p

This time I volunteer to go up, but my dad said I’m not "qualified" yet. He went up with all the tools, trying to loosen up the mud which is stuck inside the water pipe for more than ten years. Can’t help, I stood on the ladder with the top part of my body up in there, exploring the "structure" inside and wait for instruction. It’s so dusty, especially spider web everywhere, dirt and even leaf (wonder how it gets in). I observed that they’re all pieces of wood supporting each other, and the ceiling is right at the bottom.

I noticed that each time my dad moves around, he steps on the wood, which is approximately 10cm wide, then i remembered there was once a technician been up there and accidentally stepped on the ceiling, and ended up with a mess. Cuz replacing a ceiling is not a simple task. Now I realized why I’m not qualified yet=)

Indeed it’s hot, dang hot. I won’t depict it as an oven, but the feelin’ I have is, it’s like a sauna. I can feel the temperature is almost the same, it’s stuffy, no circulation of air except from the gap between tiles. Even if I was standin’ at the "entrance", but juz a matter of 15 minutes my sweat is drippin’ off my body. The most disgustin’ part, spider web is all over my body, from my head right through my waist. I started to curse at the spider, "You stupid eight legged freak". Never aware that, soon they’re gonna curse me for destroyin’ their home=p But yet I still need to say…

"SPIDERMAN, DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU’RE CREATIN’ STICKY GARBAGE EACH TIME YOU SWING FROM A BUILDING TO ANOTHER??? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH A COMPANY SPENT TO PAINT THE ENTIRE BUILDING???"

LOL!!!!!~~~ Fine, spiderman is innocent. We’re juz on different standpoint. Anyway I go to bathe right away after my job was done. Before that, I really looked like a spiderman, nope, sorry, wrong term. I should say "spiderwebbed man"…

Ha, should be posting this days ago, but I was in the middle of something so no mood to write. No doubt I’m officially free from "projects & assignments", meanwhile still have some sub-project goin’ on…that’s life.

Alrite, regarding the accident i witness in front of Arena Green Apartment (Bkt Jalil), kinda serious but luckily no injury. Ok, let me briefly explain ’bout the phenomenon of Arena Green.

• one car park for a unit - many residents have more than 1 car, so no place to park inside the apartment compound
• limited visitor parking - most residents use up the visitor car park to park their 2nd car
• roadside illegal car park - in front of the apartment is a dual-carriage highway, so during nitetime residents will park at the road shoulder, in a beeline

It happened on Tues midnite, when I was on my way back from mamak with my housemates, we noticed that there was traffic police and tow car parked at the roadside. Fine, parking at the road shoulder is illegal, and DBKL has fined most of the cars but yet they still park there, so we juz thought that perhaps the police tows off these cars…LOL!!!..

We were a bit curious but don’t dare to approach them, dunno what’s happening. Thus we went to the staircase and peep on it, noticing a white car was rather extraordinary, a local car, front part looks like Perdana while the rear part looks like Satria. The surrounding cars, instead of parking in a straight line, some of them off the road and up the pedestrian walkway. OMG how bad is this accident. At last we can’t stand to go nearer to "gei poh" (busybody).

Approaching the scene, we saw one of our classmate was there too. Hence asked him ’bout the whole story.

"I was smokin’ at the staircase thr b4 i heard a loud noise, something collided. I looked at the highway and saw a Toyota Harrier hit badly on the Perdana V6, and cause a chain reaction, ended up with eight cars involved. The driver stunned and began to flee. But imagine, such a bad accident, how would the engine survives…haha…the engine totally went off after he drove 4 ’bout 100 meters. He’s a smart guy, he left the car and started to runaway…somehow arrested by a plain clothes policeman"

I looked at the Perdana V6 owner, he’s helpless and juz staring at his car. The Perdana V6 has a direct contact with Harrier. Juz imagine, the rear part (car trunk including partial pessenger seats) of the Perdana V6 gone, as well as the engine. The whole car was trash and I don’t think that the owner’s gonna drive this car again after the insurance claim, well it depends.

Lots of ppl standing there, some are the car owner, and i dunno what’s on their mind. Another group of ppl are the "ranger" who call tow car once the accident took place, juz to get their commission. Others would be "gei poh" ppl like us, and not forgetting those ppl purposely go near the scene trying to see the 4-digits car plate, hoping to strike some windfall…=)

So the moral of this incident is, do not park your car at the roadside. Despite the DBKL officer only starts to work at 10am, but sometimes you will never know how your car looks like the next mornin’ you see it. LOL!!!~~~

But what if you can’t get a parking lot for your car? Juz to be selfish, park your car rite in front of the guard house so that no one can enter the apartment…hahahahha….

Finally…

A long awaited day has finally arrived. Submitted my FYP two weeks ago, I merely felt a transitory relief, but it doesn’t last, my mood revert back to tension and be prepared for upcoming subjects’ project. The project period is lifeless. It can’t be explained in a line or two. Gotta spend a day to write up a bit. nothing interesting but juz a nice experience to share.

Today (should be yesterday cuz after 12) is a remarkable day to remember. It was the submission of my last project in APIIT. Three and a half year there, countless assignments and projects being submitted, but this is the LAST one!!! Strange feeling flash across my mind, felt like life without project tend to be empty. But it juz remains a second and another thought struck me at once - I’M FREE!

Fine, it’s 7 o’clock in the mornin’, juz managed to grasp an hour sleep for the past 2 days, for the sake of my "last project". By the way I juz witness a serious accident in front of my apartment (Bkt Jalil), eight cars involved in a chain reaction. More ’bout it in upcoming post…

Well, I’m 20+ days away from my FYP deadline and each nite I’m like workin’ till late at nite, ’bout 3-4 in the midnite.Yesterday as usual, worked till 3am then online chat with friends to relax, right until 5 o’clock, listen some mp3 then slept at 6am. Dun be surprised, this is my normal routine when I have a project on hand. ok…I slept at 6am, and now it’s 9 something, so WHAT THE HECK AM I DOING HERE while i should be sleepin’? well, i wake up is just for the sake of eatin’ durian. It’s a long story.

2 days back (Sunday), my neighbour auntie gave my mum a durian and told that it’s called "ice-cream durian". Initially I thought that it’s ice-cream with durian flavour (hahahaha…), but it turned up to be a "real" durian, not ice-cream. Actually it’s nothing special but it’s type of clone durian, either D2 or 101. Well it’s not unusual at all, as it’s durian season now. That day I was supposed to help my friend to format pc (hey, sorry tat i put you aeroplane, but i thk i’ve made a rite move, i chose durian..hahahahaha). Ok, my neighbour auntie told my mum that it’s ripe and can be eaten immediately, so my whole family squat around the durian and startin’ to investigate on it. We smell it, shake it…but all the signs show that it’s still unripe. But since my neighbour auntie said so, we’ve decided to open it.

YUUUUCKS!!! It’s totally RAW!!!

It’s completely unripe and it’s so hard, eatin’ it would be like mashin’ potato (烩番薯). what a waste. Disappointed, we told my neighbour auntie ’bout it, she was surprised too. But then perhaps she felt embarrassed and give us another durian of the same breed. We juz had a very good lesson and this time we’re not gonna too anxious for it. we WAIT. Sunday nite, Monday mornin’, Monday nite…yet there’s no sign of riping. I wonder what durian izzit. Is the durian gene aberrated durin’ the clonin’ process…?

This morning (juz now), my mum rushed into my room and shouted with joy, "The durian is ripe, wake up, wake up open it!!!". ARGHH…I was thinkin’, "Ma, I can’t even open my eyes, how cud i open a durian?". What to do? It’s Hobson’s choice. I’m the one at home who know how to open a durian (besides my dad, but he’s workin’ now), errr, not even my brother (shhh…dun let him know tat i talkin’ bad ’bout him, in fact he’s learnin’ now, from me…hahahaha….). Ha, no more surprise this time, juz as what i anticipated, it’s very nice, at least for a clone durian, it should be nice.

When I was eatin’, out of a sudden i turned to my mum and told her, "Ma, I know what I’m gonna do after graduate. I…", before I could really finish my word, she juz casually said, "Ya, sell durian ma…". OMG!!! how cud she read my mind? Hahaha…As mentioned in my previous post, I’m not sure whether I should be a technologist or coolie, but now I know.

I want to be a DURIAN RETAILER. ROFL!!!

Dun laugh ok? I got a friend has a durian plantation, so he knows the durian price very well. There’s a clone (I’m not sure of the name), the dealer price is ’bout RM8 per durian, and most of ‘em are sellin’ at ’bout RM12 - RM15 per kg. For a clone durian, it’s easily 1kg plus to 2 kg, so each durian would be sellin’ at RM20+. See, the profit margin is so high, ’bout 200%. Where can you get this kind of business with the profit of 200%? Muahahahahahhaha…..

So ppl you see, that’s why a ppl standin’ at a roadside stall sellin’ fruits is much richer than a general manager…hahahhaha…

Erm…sorry to speak, I dun haf any outstanding experience to share, but yet I’m writin’ a post here, guess what? Yeah, cuz there’s some special reason that stimulated me, and that’s why i’m here though it’s 6 something in the mornin’ (haven’t been sleepin’ for the whole nite)…

Well, some of you may know that last nite (should be 2 days ago, it’s mornin’ now!!!) I juz manage to get sEeWan to get back on the track of "bloggin’ addiction" (she’s writin’ blog again, and i’m sure tat she’ll keep it on). Perhaps no one knows, she is THE ONE who influenced me and now I’m enthusiast in it >_<. So PLS dun ask me again why do I start bloggin’. Still remember that day I was really excited to share the incident (first post of my blog) with her, but somehow she inspired me like "hey, y not i become a narrator n depict the whole story in my blog?". Since then I guess quite a number of ppl got attracted by that post..hee..hee..

Indeed bloggin’ is fun, but I’m not gonna post my blog that often for the time being, as my final year project deadline is getting nearer, 40 days left and yet I’m still being so lazy…*sigh*..my hand is trembling now..

sEeWan, after finishing your "Formulation, Manufacture & Testing", dun curi tulang wo, muz post everyday ah, I’ll go and check de=D Anyway, wish you all the best and score well in your test (or else our deal will be void, remember?)

cheers…=)

Suppose to get this message posted on 1 Jul, but then dun have any internet access at that time..anyway, I dunno who the heck spread this rumour, but luckily I’m not the only one got conned.

I was told in the morning that the price of petrol is gonna raise again on 1 Jul, then I juz laugh, "ha, maybe this is a rumour spreaded by one of the petrol station nearby, wants you to patronize the station…". Eventually I found that most of the petrol station out there having long queue. Looks like it’s not a rumour at all, but then…erm…luckily the petrol price has no changes on the following day.

But, why do ppl believe the rumour and head straight to the station without a second thought? obviously ppl don’t wanna pay more. but the main reason is each increment is not a small amount!! As far as I’m awared of, the last increment is 10 cents, from RM1.42 per litre to RM1.52. Before that the price is ’bout RM1.38, but that doesn’t remain too long. So it’s common that ppl don’t doubt ’bout the statement at all. here’s a comic I found quite interesting…

err…perhaps this company has a foresight that sooner or later it will create hatred among the citizens, so it’s name is denominated in such a way "PETROleum of NASty"….