quickly and breifly for the record.
Rant.
Power outrage for the forth times I suppose, in a month. In this month of December.
And today's the worst. Never had it been from near ten in the morning till near five in the evening. That's a solid seven hours of time in a day.
For the past few times or so; is has been always been less than thirty minutes or less than an hour even.
For such an occurance. I consider such outrage to had occured on an average of once to twice a month for the year.
Even so; none notification given. But not that I'd appreciate their kind of notification anyway. Despite the frequency of the outrage.
Amen to that.
Good game.
Would
just like to put this in right before anything else.
Welcome to the second year anniversary. Fortunately or rather unfortunately. Am very concious of the exact date I came back. The seventh of December. And this has been a solid two years.
*
Oh dear time. How it has passed and gone. To much of almost everything else. Time matters. Movement and speed matters even more. To where I was then and which I am here; today. Shall I just leave it and choose to consider less. Ah well they say less is more? Please. Ha?
**
I recalled the twitter post I made.
***
Much to my dismay, it was perhaps. Not exactly exactly a domestic departure. Mind you.
*
Result is scheduled to be out tonight. Hoping for the best. What is else. If not worst.
Welcome to the second year anniversary. Fortunately or rather unfortunately. Am very concious of the exact date I came back. The seventh of December. And this has been a solid two years.
*
Oh dear time. How it has passed and gone. To much of almost everything else. Time matters. Movement and speed matters even more. To where I was then and which I am here; today. Shall I just leave it and choose to consider less. Ah well they say less is more? Please. Ha?
**
I recalled the twitter post I made.
***
Much to my dismay, it was perhaps. Not exactly exactly a domestic departure. Mind you.
*
Result is scheduled to be out tonight. Hoping for the best. What is else. If not worst.
Poetic me
And so I was kinda poetic the night before. On the eve of fifteen, coincidentally (or rather not) it was the Supermoon kind of day. The whole wide world is on it. Well at least on the internet that is; as far as I know. Had some conversation and eventually a group with a couple of friends and I ended up versing with some poems. Ha! Shall I now retype it (with some grammar error corrected)
*
The wind blows the clouds.
And so the clouds floated and moved;
To the east, west, north or south;
Shall I see the moon sooner.
**
Tonight they say moon bright night,
To this moment shall I look up sky.
For all we know,
For all we never knew,
We are all looking at the very same moon.
***
I stand and hold.
As there it floats;
For one moment I almost see it,
For another moment shall the clouds blanket it,
For what is certain,
It rained a couple of hours before,
Was a heavy rain.
The wind blows still;
Still the clouds move,
For what is certain.
It is the past.
*
Fragrant pork
Genuinely was Googling for the spelling of the word fragrant and got suggested fragrant pork, instead of my searched word fragrant port. Pork it shall be then.
So yeh, went for a almost full four days three nights stay. Decided in less than a week. Soon or a couple of days after the Financial Reporting exam; the last Friday of October. Hope pass shall I. For though this is me forth? Or fifth attempt? Oh my.
Pretty much enjoyed myself. Contacted the two humans in the city. To meet, to talk, to company and ultimately just to waste time. The mind is relaxed. Although not exactly the kind of style and types of my traveling. But still. It does. Fallen asleep hasn’t been easy as for the past few years. It was a quality sleep. Even that was a three level bunked bed. Yes, kid you not. I survived. It was not really as bad after all. It was clean, brand new. With no window of course. Which it all comes at a super affordable price. Costing about a hundred of my home currency, per night of stay. With such a very convenient location. Felt save. Other than compromised privacy, limited space even on daily private wash routine. That’s what I get for what I paid. Worth the value for my kind of liking. Not that I have been traveling for very often, can’t even to make any much other comparison; shall I include this as one of my possible budget foreign land travel choice. Shall definitely I to revisit in the future. A huge city with so much more to discover. An escape out of the city is a breeze. Hiked over the MacLehose trail with the two of them. Overlooking dam or reservoir; High Island reservoir it is. Trail is entirely on proper vehicle/hiker pavement. Would definitely go for a real soil terrain on my next visit ha! Scenic view, surprisingly (or shall I not surprised) crystal clear water. Literally crystal clear as the bottom of the banks can clearly be seen from where we stand. And mind you. We are never any where near the water. The colour of the water is exactly as turquoise as you could Google image for the turquoise colour. No joke. Ha! Ok what is else. This is not a structured essay. I shall type whichever, whatever that comes into my mind at this very moment. Oh it seems I jumped straight to second day, skipping my first day of arrival. Arrival was a little tiring. Flight departure at six forty in the morning. Imagine the prior hours and traveling to air port time required. And most importantly the waking up time. And not to forget the late night sleep few hours before. Flight took less than three hours I suppose. Landed slightly before nine thirty. Somehow I manage to walk out of the air port for bus only around ten thirty. Investigated the night before. Planned to take the longer journey bus with one change. Obviously. To save money. Ha! Which I did; pretty much almost perfectly. That being said. Over shoot one bus station. Need to walk back to the station a little bit. Thankfully that isn’t far at all. Very walkable distance. Waiting time for the second bus took around ten minutes or less. No biggie at all. Entire journey, including the walk-backwards took me around one and a half hours. Which serves my purpose of wasting time and saving money. Day feeling great with the very first mission of the trip accomplished. Hoho Hostel as it is named. Even took the remaining time (since check-in is only at two afternoon) to scout for an alternative hostel. Worrying that the three stories bunk bed could be a disaster. While scouting, decided to have a wan tan mee nearby. Scouted, questioned. Felt slight regretted. Feeling this could have been better. Receptionist seems legit and easy going. Nevertheless, gotta proceed with the initial plan. Since it’s booked and credit card details locked in. Anyhow, it turned out to be perfectly fine though. My next trip shall visit that scouted one. Feeling slightly bad for not paying for that. Somehow. Oh did I mentioned the small commotion at the wan tan noodle shop. Ha-ha. Heard her saying the word pok kai to a group of Filipino tourist I suppose. From then on; the people part isn’t that appealing. The very afraid of approaching them is real. About near two, checked in. Ate my leftover burger packed all the way back from homeland. Slept for a couple of loss sleep from the previous night. And off I walked all the way to the port/tsim sha tshui area.
A very summary
Bus from airport to Jordan area. E42> Tai Wai Railway Station continue with 287X from Sun Ming House Sun Chui Est >Ning Po Street YMT. Total cost 21 dollar. About half from air port bus express 39 dollar.
Accommodation for three nights Friday night till Sunday night. Six hundred ten dollars.
Cheapest burger only McDonald with no veg in it; could be ten to thirteen dollar.
*a post where I left half, or not even half, undone.
I
have my say too!
i think right. the win for this ref isn't a solid solid win. as in, the winner margin is only by barely 2% or by only 1.9 %. yes of cos mathematically, and realistically, a majority vote is legit, even by 1 or half a vote, it still counts. this is i suppose the not so good side of democracy i would say. (not suggesting I'm not pro democracy) (just acknowledging the fact that there's always the otherwise)
if i were to look at the term "majority" differently. this majority wins by only a very insignificant margin of 2% isn't really really majority so to say. For me, what would be a strong win would be if the result were 60/40. at win by 10% (being 50+10) or by 20% if i were to look at it as 60-40. (oh gosh as im writing this i realised this could result in two different way of saying it.*btw very much true that, i get my this sense of significant or what not skill from the all hail auditor life* I suppose so very much true, if not related. Ha! *I guess it all worthwhile now ha!
k but anyway. all my statement are bullshit and waste of saliva. yes the reality still counts. regardless, or perhaps unfortunately. The fact of the matter is that we define democracy wins by having even one single extra vote of the other side considers a win.
oh i have another analogy. suppose if a painting. on a bigger picture. mathematically, black is painted on a piece of square paper, covering 52%, and the remaining is white, which is only 48%. to look at it at first glance, on a bigger picture, (unless i use a ruler to measure) i can never tell by my naked eye to decide which colour is the "majority" right? Discounting the fact or myth of those statement relating what optical illusions, colour illusions, lighting or what not illusions. Let's just put that aside. and yea. there you go.
and to put it into a further context. I would say the bigger the picture is, ie the bigger the size of the square paper, the harder i can judge which is the majority. On a contrary, the smaller the piece of paper, the more likely i could be able to decide which is the majority; key word more likely. hmm in this case, i guess. we shall look at the bigger picture innit? Hmmm
Here im not trying to make a stand whether to be in or not. Rather it is to acknowledge and appreciate more of the fact that there is no one perfect plan. This is merely to further justify this point.
For all we know, being the majority or minority in such a result does not make each side of being "the" majority or minority; looking at it from a wider/bigger picture that is. For only and when such result occurred. Otherwise yes, I am not discounting the fact that mathematically and realistically, it is no doubt a majority and minority; each side being one vote more and less than the other. (by the way what is mathematically and realistically is also man-made. K that's another philosophical matter all aside)
Perhaps, much modification and study need to be done to further enhanced this democracy system of ours. Well that is only the media, and the majority (again) shares and agrees the same as me. Oh well. Otherwise shall I here and rest.
i think right. the win for this ref isn't a solid solid win. as in, the winner margin is only by barely 2% or by only 1.9 %. yes of cos mathematically, and realistically, a majority vote is legit, even by 1 or half a vote, it still counts. this is i suppose the not so good side of democracy i would say. (not suggesting I'm not pro democracy) (just acknowledging the fact that there's always the otherwise)
if i were to look at the term "majority" differently. this majority wins by only a very insignificant margin of 2% isn't really really majority so to say. For me, what would be a strong win would be if the result were 60/40. at win by 10% (being 50+10) or by 20% if i were to look at it as 60-40. (oh gosh as im writing this i realised this could result in two different way of saying it.*btw very much true that, i get my this sense of significant or what not skill from the all hail auditor life* I suppose so very much true, if not related. Ha! *I guess it all worthwhile now ha!
k but anyway. all my statement are bullshit and waste of saliva. yes the reality still counts. regardless, or perhaps unfortunately. The fact of the matter is that we define democracy wins by having even one single extra vote of the other side considers a win.
oh i have another analogy. suppose if a painting. on a bigger picture. mathematically, black is painted on a piece of square paper, covering 52%, and the remaining is white, which is only 48%. to look at it at first glance, on a bigger picture, (unless i use a ruler to measure) i can never tell by my naked eye to decide which colour is the "majority" right? Discounting the fact or myth of those statement relating what optical illusions, colour illusions, lighting or what not illusions. Let's just put that aside. and yea. there you go.
and to put it into a further context. I would say the bigger the picture is, ie the bigger the size of the square paper, the harder i can judge which is the majority. On a contrary, the smaller the piece of paper, the more likely i could be able to decide which is the majority; key word more likely. hmm in this case, i guess. we shall look at the bigger picture innit? Hmmm
Here im not trying to make a stand whether to be in or not. Rather it is to acknowledge and appreciate more of the fact that there is no one perfect plan. This is merely to further justify this point.
For all we know, being the majority or minority in such a result does not make each side of being "the" majority or minority; looking at it from a wider/bigger picture that is. For only and when such result occurred. Otherwise yes, I am not discounting the fact that mathematically and realistically, it is no doubt a majority and minority; each side being one vote more and less than the other. (by the way what is mathematically and realistically is also man-made. K that's another philosophical matter all aside)
Perhaps, much modification and study need to be done to further enhanced this democracy system of ours. Well that is only the media, and the majority (again) shares and agrees the same as me. Oh well. Otherwise shall I here and rest.
Went
hiking today. Can't recalled what got me into it the night before. Thought of it. Contemplating. And decided within five, ten minutes upon waking up. Told myself that if I were to leave. I shall not do it in rush. It doesn't feel good at all. Shall refrain from that. Ten minutes drive. About ten kilometres away. Took me half an hour up and down. Would consider myself to be at least the middle level. Managed to complete within such record. Not exactly the real easy peasy ones. At least six or above, out of ten, assuming ten is the toughest. Being the slope is a real deal. Would be best training ground for Mount K. regardless. I would say it has the quality, in terms of toughness, or the significant increase in slopeness/elevation. Was surprise even at the start. Not a chance for any warm up or welcome drinks. Straight ahead sloping upwards. Would say almost more than ninty percent of the whole journey slopes up and upwards. Would be less of quantity, say the journey length isn't much of a big deal I assume. A note of caution, definitely not suitable during or soon after any amount of rain. The slope is no joke. Only suitable for during no rain times. The view atop has a bird eye view of the surroundings. It is a clear and open space right atop; overlooking the very small town at the foothill. Reminded of my expedition back then. Could really see the exact route taken towards those places. The pineapple roundabout. Was a clear sky. Moderate amount of crowd I would say. Which is good for me, at least, I think. Guess I'd need and always need to learn to do things alone. Get used to be alone. To be aimless. Learn to enjoy the aimless-ness, and alone-ness. Might sounds not so much of a positive side to many. Anyhow, who is that to judge what's absolute right or not so right even. Is there even any to begin with, anyway. Just got this in. Gonna visit the night market later; after swim. Got it slipped away the last time I planned to go right after the exam. Ha!
It
seems the downward sales figure kicks in during the second month of the year; despite the Chinese New Year month. The following month could be expected another round of reduction; instead/not even a maintain to second month or rebound.
Before
I forget; let me just note this down.
On the return flight. It wasn't a boring lonely journey at all. Was much fun actually.
Uncle insisted to send me off to airport, oh well. There I went.
Oh did I mentioned yet. Spent half a day visiting the airport few days even before my return journey. Reason being; to get me familiarised with the airport. Uh. Like seriously. Anyhow was much fun I'd say. Cause if we never did. Never could we spotted the nice view from atop of the open car park space. Thanks to Shi Yi. Suggested to go up, to the top of the car park. Hoping for a nice view. And yes indeed. It was supposed to be. But not exactly for that particular day. Was it very much gloomy. Reminds me of the You Period Kay Period. Not so much of a scene for photo. Regardless. I'd say it would have been great. Could be one of casual travellers spot. Reasonaby recommended.
Ouh very much have I drifted.
Where was I.
Oh yes. Dropped me off at the airport and off I go. Queued for decouments check. Was quiet a bit of queue. But doesn't feel as much daunting. Saw rather a small private incident whereby the airport staff sort of insist that the queuing passenger to queue in another lane since he insisted that them haven't gotten themselves check-in. Having unable to show him the actuall printed broading pass. Personally was such a waste of me own paper if each time; boarding passes which I printed on my own is always being replaced at the document check counter. Shall I not bother printinng it out upon check-in though.
Unorganised and unfocused thoughts this is.
What I was about to type is the incident I had at the boarding gate. A lady approaches some other passengers; as I unwillingly seen from the edge of my eye. Many of which declined. As it was sooner than I thought she approaches me. Those of the few declines had me thinking; must it be something unpleasant. I did buckle up my mind for a bit. Little to my surprise. She was conducting a survey; representing the Australian Government Tourism Board or some sort. I was really cautious of myself. Agreeing a little by little and not entirely. For that; ended up I suppose more than an hour of answering questions after questions. Honestly, their question is way much much specific and wheee too detail I'd say. Is that even necessary. Anyhow it doesn't matter. What matter most is that I pretty much enjoyed the whole survey or questionaire thingy. Chit chat about the recent city incident. Which she did acknowledge that and insisted it never or hardly ever happened before. And of course many other good points.sSeaking about how much I've spend. Discussed about how much free stuff to do in the city. Me telling her that bicycle rental could be as cheap as only three dollar. With specific terms and condition of course. Melbourne Bike Share that is. Expressing my concern on the public transport vandalism; metro trains to be exact. Which somehow such vandalism creates a feeling of insecurity. Feeling of not being safe traveling in the city. Which is also one of the options of what are the cons or my concern when traveling to the city as a tourist. And also, also, brief discussion about guns ownership and guns law in Australia. Since to my surprise; because of my first-time visit, a little surprise to find a couple of gun shooting incidences be it in Melbourne or Sydney. Last but not least important note. She ended the whole session with a set of five bookmark as a token of appreciation for my participation. Yeh I know. At least something; a small gesture makes me day! Despite the fact that it ain't cost any in terms of monetary but it sure does for my personal intrinsic? value!
What the heck did I type so much. Ain't nobody; myself included gonna read this ever again.
On the return flight. It wasn't a boring lonely journey at all. Was much fun actually.
Uncle insisted to send me off to airport, oh well. There I went.
Oh did I mentioned yet. Spent half a day visiting the airport few days even before my return journey. Reason being; to get me familiarised with the airport. Uh. Like seriously. Anyhow was much fun I'd say. Cause if we never did. Never could we spotted the nice view from atop of the open car park space. Thanks to Shi Yi. Suggested to go up, to the top of the car park. Hoping for a nice view. And yes indeed. It was supposed to be. But not exactly for that particular day. Was it very much gloomy. Reminds me of the You Period Kay Period. Not so much of a scene for photo. Regardless. I'd say it would have been great. Could be one of casual travellers spot. Reasonaby recommended.
Ouh very much have I drifted.
Where was I.
Oh yes. Dropped me off at the airport and off I go. Queued for decouments check. Was quiet a bit of queue. But doesn't feel as much daunting. Saw rather a small private incident whereby the airport staff sort of insist that the queuing passenger to queue in another lane since he insisted that them haven't gotten themselves check-in. Having unable to show him the actuall printed broading pass. Personally was such a waste of me own paper if each time; boarding passes which I printed on my own is always being replaced at the document check counter. Shall I not bother printinng it out upon check-in though.
Unorganised and unfocused thoughts this is.
What I was about to type is the incident I had at the boarding gate. A lady approaches some other passengers; as I unwillingly seen from the edge of my eye. Many of which declined. As it was sooner than I thought she approaches me. Those of the few declines had me thinking; must it be something unpleasant. I did buckle up my mind for a bit. Little to my surprise. She was conducting a survey; representing the Australian Government Tourism Board or some sort. I was really cautious of myself. Agreeing a little by little and not entirely. For that; ended up I suppose more than an hour of answering questions after questions. Honestly, their question is way much much specific and wheee too detail I'd say. Is that even necessary. Anyhow it doesn't matter. What matter most is that I pretty much enjoyed the whole survey or questionaire thingy. Chit chat about the recent city incident. Which she did acknowledge that and insisted it never or hardly ever happened before. And of course many other good points.sSeaking about how much I've spend. Discussed about how much free stuff to do in the city. Me telling her that bicycle rental could be as cheap as only three dollar. With specific terms and condition of course. Melbourne Bike Share that is. Expressing my concern on the public transport vandalism; metro trains to be exact. Which somehow such vandalism creates a feeling of insecurity. Feeling of not being safe traveling in the city. Which is also one of the options of what are the cons or my concern when traveling to the city as a tourist. And also, also, brief discussion about guns ownership and guns law in Australia. Since to my surprise; because of my first-time visit, a little surprise to find a couple of gun shooting incidences be it in Melbourne or Sydney. Last but not least important note. She ended the whole session with a set of five bookmark as a token of appreciation for my participation. Yeh I know. At least something; a small gesture makes me day! Despite the fact that it ain't cost any in terms of monetary but it sure does for my personal intrinsic? value!
What the heck did I type so much. Ain't nobody; myself included gonna read this ever again.
For
the second (as far as I clearly remembered) or third time. Hooman only and only. contact you just cause they're getting married and desperately 'wanting' you to attend their once in a lifetime (perhaps) money making opportunity. I might as well do that if I were to, ever. Ah well. Perhaps I myself ain't done much difference. Might as well excuse it out politely. Who am I right. Think about it seriously. I ain't got any circle of friends with whoever that is. The past was never close to begin with. So there is no continuation in the first place. Seriously. What are they thinking about, even. Chances are I will be left alone sitting with hoomans that ain't done much contact with. And pretty much alone. Waiting time and food to pass. Point-less. Might as well I cook my own and eat me own in me room. Same shit. And the former doesn't make me any better anyhow.
*
Been that once. Donated. Shall I make it a pass. That once was giving it a go on hoping to meet, greet and perhaps connect for continuation. Which obviously never worked out. Shall I stop or keep trying. Stop trying might sound negatively. However reasonly that is. Would say I am adapting. Adapting to the environment. Challenging myself to be less relationship-ed. Now that's something or no? Pessimistic is the term then. Could hardly make up a stand sometimes, really. Point is; its just me, myself and me. Doesn't make much difference to them and the rest; with a less of me. So don't even think about giving a hating response by excusing. Cause that is near absolute not applicable. Perhaps yes, for me. Only if it worked out. And that's definitely a risk of absolute no guaratee with very low probability even. Shall I even take the risk. Risk of perhaps a high amount. In spite of the social norms.
*
On the one recent encounter. Was surprise when first got contacted. Which lasted for about two seconds. Even before I proceed to reply. I knew that was coming. And there it went. Questions after questions of obtaining my location information. Duh.
*
Whatever that is. Will decide by then. Whatever that is. Such is life. Ha-ha.
*
Been that once. Donated. Shall I make it a pass. That once was giving it a go on hoping to meet, greet and perhaps connect for continuation. Which obviously never worked out. Shall I stop or keep trying. Stop trying might sound negatively. However reasonly that is. Would say I am adapting. Adapting to the environment. Challenging myself to be less relationship-ed. Now that's something or no? Pessimistic is the term then. Could hardly make up a stand sometimes, really. Point is; its just me, myself and me. Doesn't make much difference to them and the rest; with a less of me. So don't even think about giving a hating response by excusing. Cause that is near absolute not applicable. Perhaps yes, for me. Only if it worked out. And that's definitely a risk of absolute no guaratee with very low probability even. Shall I even take the risk. Risk of perhaps a high amount. In spite of the social norms.
*
On the one recent encounter. Was surprise when first got contacted. Which lasted for about two seconds. Even before I proceed to reply. I knew that was coming. And there it went. Questions after questions of obtaining my location information. Duh.
*
Whatever that is. Will decide by then. Whatever that is. Such is life. Ha-ha.
Gotta
try to write as much as possible. Happy moments shall I not forgo. Was incredibly hot. Hardly been so. It is near thirty degree Celsius. According to Google. Been extremely hot for the past few months in fact. Even before I left.
So there.
Right before I continue with the land under. Met bunch of them. Segregated in three groups. By each three meals. The first was proven I have not since communicate in spoken language to live human being in ages. Sentences and words of spoken were distorted. Even so nervous and anxious on the next session. It got better towards the end however. Pretty much was not still in the state of mind in the reality during the first half of the day. More than so. I let it out loud on the last session. Perhaps of the very minimal number of hooman that is. Oh shall I complain on the other side.
Anyhow.
The very first impression I get when I first got off the air port. Cold; windy; rather breezy; warm sun. Very much like so back in English Land. Ah the most important factor. Dry air.
(Alright. Pause here)
So there.
Right before I continue with the land under. Met bunch of them. Segregated in three groups. By each three meals. The first was proven I have not since communicate in spoken language to live human being in ages. Sentences and words of spoken were distorted. Even so nervous and anxious on the next session. It got better towards the end however. Pretty much was not still in the state of mind in the reality during the first half of the day. More than so. I let it out loud on the last session. Perhaps of the very minimal number of hooman that is. Oh shall I complain on the other side.
Anyhow.
The very first impression I get when I first got off the air port. Cold; windy; rather breezy; warm sun. Very much like so back in English Land. Ah the most important factor. Dry air.
(Alright. Pause here)
First
time landed one of the famous southern hemisphere country; claimed to have the largest, biggest of this and that. Yes as a matter of fact. There isn't a large number of huge country for them to compete with however. Ha-ha.
I suppose I'm gonna make it less chronological. Point form.
Just that I have the urge to write. I lose it now. Urgh.
Ok go on.
Stopover in the capital for about twelve hours. Met those familiar faces. Dropped.
Talked much. Talked less. Talked awkward.
Got it very much planned with a slight glitch. Took the free bus to KLCC instead. Now that I know. free bus available servicing KLCC via Bukit Bintang.
Talked much again. Let it out loud. Was some relief.
On the way to the air port for connecting flight. Shower planned abandoned. Regardless it was all nicely timed. With very minimal (almost none) pathetically-alone waiting time. Changed in the fully covered toilet. For the first time ever, did tooth brushing and face washing in the public toilet. Hesitant at first. Unsure why having the feeling it would be a total embarrassment; thinking it might be disallowed. Excitedly. Note to self. The Airline never weight backpacker style of carry-in luggage. Hope it'll be the same in the future, far future included.
Boarded. Excitedly. Did I mentioned that I never purchase to choose any specific seat but was randomly allocated to an aisle seat? Plus, by the time I got in, there's an ang-moh next to me in the middle seat I reckoned. But he moved to the window seat soon before take off. All in all, it was a spacious ride!
(typing interrupted; urgh not sure if I could continue)
(typing resumed. After a third quarter of the day)
The journey took nearly eight hours. The Ang-mo sitting an empty seat next to me was a big sized one. No offense. Plain description. During which a couple of times he sort of solving my puzzle game on my mobile. That is exactly peeping on my mobile game.
I realised it wasn't an exactly comfortable journey. Reasonably Okay I would say. Might not be a long sound sleep but rather lots of short naps. And oh, the awkwardness when I had my in-flight meal while the Ang-mo hasn't.
I remembered how beautiful the scene was; during the last an hour or two of the flight. It was early sunrise morning by then. Seeing the rays of sunrise (whatever number of) feet or meter above ground is magnificent. This reminds me of the days, where I suppose I have had this experience when flying between the Kuala Lumpur-London route. I believe most, if not some flights I took landing about the sunrise moments.
Getting off the airport wasn't entirely a troublesome ones. Perhaps mainly due to my occupied mind. Figuring out whether to this or to that. Electronic passport clearing was a breeze for me. For the second time it was. Failed for the first time. Probably because I smiled or shut my eye during the face recognition section. Pretty impressed. That got me thinking; interesting. Now that I compare; the Malaysian passport/immigration clearance on my return journey was on thumbprint method as opposed to Australian face recognition method. Ah well. Seems complicated to decide which is better or more at risk of being imitated for unlawful purpose.
I must say it all went pretty well; not until the "items declaring" section. The queue is unbelieving long. Then again. It wasn't thaaat bad after all. Despite the fact that the immigration personnel are all reasonably efficient. The queue did move considerably quick. When selected for needing to unpack and disclosed your belongings whether or not you have declared items specified; the procedure is somewhat similar to those grocery stores check-out tills. With the officer wearing a hand gloves inspecting each and every items unpacked. Me being the not so "lucky" ones; been instructed to go straight to the exit points (not needed to be inspected) despite I had declared of bringing in possibly restricted food items.
And the rest is history. That is it for now. I shall; maybe continue again when I have had the urge and moment to further this typing.
I suppose I'm gonna make it less chronological. Point form.
Just that I have the urge to write. I lose it now. Urgh.
Ok go on.
Stopover in the capital for about twelve hours. Met those familiar faces. Dropped.
Talked much. Talked less. Talked awkward.
Got it very much planned with a slight glitch. Took the free bus to KLCC instead. Now that I know. free bus available servicing KLCC via Bukit Bintang.
Talked much again. Let it out loud. Was some relief.
On the way to the air port for connecting flight. Shower planned abandoned. Regardless it was all nicely timed. With very minimal (almost none) pathetically-alone waiting time. Changed in the fully covered toilet. For the first time ever, did tooth brushing and face washing in the public toilet. Hesitant at first. Unsure why having the feeling it would be a total embarrassment; thinking it might be disallowed. Excitedly. Note to self. The Airline never weight backpacker style of carry-in luggage. Hope it'll be the same in the future, far future included.
Boarded. Excitedly. Did I mentioned that I never purchase to choose any specific seat but was randomly allocated to an aisle seat? Plus, by the time I got in, there's an ang-moh next to me in the middle seat I reckoned. But he moved to the window seat soon before take off. All in all, it was a spacious ride!
(typing interrupted; urgh not sure if I could continue)
(typing resumed. After a third quarter of the day)
The journey took nearly eight hours. The Ang-mo sitting an empty seat next to me was a big sized one. No offense. Plain description. During which a couple of times he sort of solving my puzzle game on my mobile. That is exactly peeping on my mobile game.
I realised it wasn't an exactly comfortable journey. Reasonably Okay I would say. Might not be a long sound sleep but rather lots of short naps. And oh, the awkwardness when I had my in-flight meal while the Ang-mo hasn't.
I remembered how beautiful the scene was; during the last an hour or two of the flight. It was early sunrise morning by then. Seeing the rays of sunrise (whatever number of) feet or meter above ground is magnificent. This reminds me of the days, where I suppose I have had this experience when flying between the Kuala Lumpur-London route. I believe most, if not some flights I took landing about the sunrise moments.
Getting off the airport wasn't entirely a troublesome ones. Perhaps mainly due to my occupied mind. Figuring out whether to this or to that. Electronic passport clearing was a breeze for me. For the second time it was. Failed for the first time. Probably because I smiled or shut my eye during the face recognition section. Pretty impressed. That got me thinking; interesting. Now that I compare; the Malaysian passport/immigration clearance on my return journey was on thumbprint method as opposed to Australian face recognition method. Ah well. Seems complicated to decide which is better or more at risk of being imitated for unlawful purpose.
I must say it all went pretty well; not until the "items declaring" section. The queue is unbelieving long. Then again. It wasn't thaaat bad after all. Despite the fact that the immigration personnel are all reasonably efficient. The queue did move considerably quick. When selected for needing to unpack and disclosed your belongings whether or not you have declared items specified; the procedure is somewhat similar to those grocery stores check-out tills. With the officer wearing a hand gloves inspecting each and every items unpacked. Me being the not so "lucky" ones; been instructed to go straight to the exit points (not needed to be inspected) despite I had declared of bringing in possibly restricted food items.
And the rest is history. That is it for now. I shall; maybe continue again when I have had the urge and moment to further this typing.
And
when our own media did something (arguably) infavourable to the Gomen. Just Block. Their website. Easy peasy.
But when it comes to foreign country/govern issues warning about Malaysia's terror threats or whatsoever. Local Gomen can't do anything. Not that Gomen is able to block their website. Ha!
So much so where you can only have full control or your own territory init.
But when it comes to foreign country/govern issues warning about Malaysia's terror threats or whatsoever. Local Gomen can't do anything. Not that Gomen is able to block their website. Ha!
So much so where you can only have full control or your own territory init.
According
Now
let's see if there's a fashion of hash tagging "peray four in do neh sia" (deliberately mending the words to disable search match). So much so for the previous "peray four pa hieh" last November.
Heh.
Heh.
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