Thursday, June 28, 2007
Hospitalised (edited)
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Tun Tan Cheng Lock Foundation Scholar
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Would You Be There by Redwan Ali
If I were blue, would you be there for me
And whisper in my ears that's okay?
Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight
And say you love me one more time?
If I feel good, would you slow dance with me
And touch my lips with tender loving care?
Would you die for me? Would you run with me,
And never look back?
Would you be there to love, to be with me?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be the one,
To take my breath away?
Would you be there to love, to be with me?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be the one,
To take my breath away?
Would you be there?
If I'm away, would you still think of me,
And wished that you could hold me now?
Would you die for me? Would you run with me,
All the way?
Would you be there to love, to be with me?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be the one,
To take my breath away?
Would you be there to save my soul tonight?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be there,
to kiss my pain away?
Would you be there to love, to be with me?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be the one,
To take my breath away?
Would you be there to save my soul tonight?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be there,
To kiss my pain away?
Would you be there, for me?
Friday, June 08, 2007
Road Accident
I was shocked, drove the car to the roadside. Supposedly i shouldn't have driven the car away as it's the standard procedure to leave the vehicle as it was when the accident happened for the police report to be done. But i'd totally forgotten about that, and i was in the middle of a busy road, i was worried that i might get hit by another coming vehicle if i stopped in the middle of the road.
All 3 of us waited in the car. i asked Daphne to call my dad immediately. At that time, there was no car at home. Mum drove dad's car to work, so i drove her Kancil. Dad borrowed a neighbour's car. When we were waiting for dad to come, some Malay guys from a mamak stall nearby came to help that Malay biker. They came over to my car. All 3 of us sat in the car, locked. The 2 young girls were calm and steady. They even comforted me and told me not to get out of the car and told me many times that it's alright. So i only opened the window a little to communicate with the Malay men. One man was very fierce to me as he saw that there were only 3 girls in the car. He asked me to give them my IC number 'cause he said i might go and report to the police. That meant the biker didn't want to make a police report! i told him that i'd write it down on a piece of paper, then i closed the window. My hands were shaking, so i took out my driving license and asked Pei Chin to write down my IC number on a piece of paper. We didn't give it to them as they were talking behind my car.
Daphne called her St John officer to come to the scene as the quarters was just nearby. The Chinese man told me not to worry.
Dad came and i got out of the car and told everyone there what happened. The Malay men were so fierce and they defended the young biker although none of them really saw what happened! They were eating at a mamak stall which was located on the left side of my car when the accident happened, so it's impossible for them to tell who's wrong and who's right as the motorcycle hit the right side of my car!
At the police station, dad tried to talk to the biker. Another "busybody" Malay man followed him there.
That biker was from Selangor, on holidays here at his aunt's house. He was on his way to work (part-time). And he's studying something related to management in UiTM, KL, will be in his final year when uni reopens in July.
We even went to see one of the police sergeant there. He told us that it's better to settle the matter without making a police report. Before we left, he said that according to the traffic law, the one who was cornering (i was the one) holds more responsibities.
if a police report was made, we'll have to wait for years for the money that was going to be claimed from the insurance company to arrive, very troublesome! Dad considered that, and the biker being not a local here, so he decided to pay for the repair of the motorbike and not make a report. Actually if we'd made a report and the case was investigated by the police, i'm sure that it's not my fault and we don't have to pay a single cent! Till now, i'm not sure why dad made that decision.
So we went back to the scene and my 2nd uncle came. He had also called his police inspector friend to help. But we told him that we had decided not to make a report. We pushed the bike to a nearby shop within 100m to repair. I'm not sure about how much we have to pay. It'll be ready this evening. Dad even sent that guy to work after that.
The right front wheel of the Kancil was not straight, and the plate covering the wheel was smashed into pieces. The metal of the car body on top of the wheel was concave.
Luckily i've changed my expired driving license from "under probation P" to "competent C" last month.. if not, i'm sure in big trouble now!
Showered with lime leaves, i hope that will get rid of all my bad luck :)
Oh yes... I wasn't hurt at all... Just shocked...
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Life isn't always easy - Mary A. Rothman
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
At GH...
One round around Peninsula Malaysia - Part 3
Reached my maternal granma's house in the evening. It's situated just beside the railway, so we could hear trains passing by as scheduled. The weather in Kedah was very hot! My granma's very good in cooking! A typical Cantonese :) So we'd delicious meals throughout our stay there...
Mum met up with some of her ex-schoolmates... They looked older than my mum! :P My mum has a very young heart :)
My uncle (mum's youngest brother) brought us out to taste the famous Penang laksa! It was delicious :)
We tried all kinds of foods here in the north, which were slightly different from the food we'd in the south. Some even claimed that the food here was more delicious! :)
There's a morning market near my granma's house. We walked there every morning to buy food, clothes, shoes, bags, and other stuffs... It's a mini bazaar :) Things there were relatively cheaper than those in shopping malls, but their standards were equally good! I bought 2 blouses, a pair of jeans and a skirt :)
On the night before we left, Uncle brought us to a seafood restaurant by the riverside... Wow... I ate a lot! :P
After dinner, mum attended a gathering at her friend's house... According to her after that, some of her friends had various health complications... I'm thankful that both my parents are healthy :)
Granma followed us back to Johor as she's going to my aunt's house in Singapore in July, after my uni reopens... She's promised to cook good food for me to help me gain more weight :)
At 9am on Sunday, we set off from Kedah, and reached BP at 5pm... It was a tiring journey, but we were all used to it :)