Fast Forward

So my life is very much about internship at the moment. 

Working in Pathology Department for two months is seriously enough for me. Have been entering almost every lab either for one week or two and the staffs will go "Wtf? One week only? Not enough lah!" 

Ok I made it up. They didn't say "wtf".

I know I've been ranting how much I hate about working in hospital. It's boring, it's lifeless, it's low paid...or maybe I just hate working in Malaysia after all cos when I'm ranting, sentences like "lousy Malaysia...", "Why working in Malaysia so low paid one..." and all the criticizes how horrible this country is; then later I will praise how good the other countries are, then our neighboring country- Singapore will always be the preferred example.

I think I'm gonna have 0 Malaysia friends in the end.

So I eliminate the possibility of myself working in hospital after I graduate as Bachelor of Science (Biomedicine). Meaning I eliminate the possibility of working as science officers and medical laboratory technologist. Basically I hate all the lab based jobs.

Then left sales. (sales here meaning working for companies like Rosche which supply medical equipment or reagents to hospitals and I'm doing direct sales or something like this.)

On the other hand, I wish to reach phD level because I'm a kiasu syndrome patient, no diagnosis is needed because I know myself well. I just wanna be better than other people and believe it or not, my "kiasu-ness" can always be the sole motivation to drive me reaching higher level of education.

Ok maybe I won't say this is "kiasu", but I just wanna be different, different in a better way.

But between sales and post grad, which is better?

This comes the fast forward part.

I got so much worries in my life that it can make me emo to the extent of not feel like eating....errrr supper. I worry I got not enough money to buy a car, to buy a house, to pay all the expenses for my future wedding fml, to travel to different countries, to take care of my parents, to eat good food, to provide education for my children (I want them to go oversea to study).

What if one day, I feel like eating out and my wife will say "Hubby, I'm gonna cook today. We have not much money left" and it's just the mid of the month! Then all we have is salted vegetable, salted egg, and salted fish for dinner. Pathetic it is. 

Or or what if one day, my children got like extremely good results in their SPM (O Level) and they failed to get scholarship from the government due to forever unsolved racism and also their super poor daddy who got no $$ to send them study abroad and they end up working part time and study, or whatever obstacles which stop them from studying abroad.That's even more pathetic right?

Life has always been involving money.

I wanna be wealthy- not because I'm a superficial guy who wishes to own all the branded stuffs in the world, but money, seems to be one of the most effective tool to solve problems. 

Those people who say they are poor but happy. They are indeed liars!

Hey when you got not enough money to pay your bills, are you happy? 

When your children asking for extra pocket money, and you can't give them, are you happy?

When you see others eating good at 5 Star hotel, and you're cooking maggi mee at home, you're happy or not!

Girls, when you see your friends are carrying designer handbags and you're using a fake one, cos you can't afford to buy one, you're unhappy too are you?

Yes, we are that realistic.

Money can buy happiness! Stop saying that money can't buy happiness.That's stupid.

I have always been hoping my life will fast forward x1000. I don't want to make wrong decisions in life like refusing to do my postgrad and start regretting that I go for sales since sales can earn like 5k a month even you're a fresh grad. Or vice versa- I regret I'm doing sales and wish I get back to study postgrad in order I got the title of "Dr" and I can earn like super a lot in the future.

wtf.

I think all I need is a fortune teller. But fortune teller can always be wrong after all right?

Maybe all those crazy stuffs popping on my mind is because I'm the only son in the family. I'm like pressurizing myself on my future planning even I'm 23. At the age of not even having a girl friend and seriously got no achievement apart from being an intern who laughs the loudest in the hospital fml.

I never get myself serious in life, I'm so happy go lucky that I even question myself that how can I get to this stage of my life after all and yet now I'm demanding so much?

God knows what happen to me in the future. I guess He should give more to someone that demanding like me. At least I'm working hard... ok even not as hard as others.

My Paranormal Activity Encounter #2

Ok my Paranormal Activity Encounter #2.

It happened during my pre uni (or Form 6). I was pretty much active in curricular activities since one of the criteria stated to enter local university is to be active in curricular activities. (After all I don't think it does help much, academic result is still the main priority.)

So imagine a 19 year old boy wearing prefect school uniform standing at the back gate of the school alone, writing down the late comer's names and hand them up to the discipline teachers and get hated everyone in the school. fml.

Ok the story isn't about paranormal activity at the back gate! Fyl for those who thought that something happened at the back gate.

It was actually during Prefect's Night. Every year a special night to "reward" the prefects is held in various lousy hotels so as that year. We all hate the fact that we students have to pay for the dinner (and pay for the teachers and staffs as well who come empty stomach just for food!) and organize the flow of the events ourselves! Wtf.

There were a couple of girls prefects in my car that night. At about 11 something, I sent all of them back, and I was in the car alone.

Before continue my story, let me tell you briefly the route back to my house. I actually need to pass by a cemetery (super huge one) and U turn in order to reach my house. (After the U turn there are still quite a few turnings to reach, so my house is not like opposite the cemetery or anything.)

Same old route that night.

Just that it was raining. Not heavy, but it's enough to blur my vision while I was driving at night. The road was extraordinary quiet, which I was wondering why it could be that quiet. Just like the cemetery.

I was driving slow, enjoying myself, listening to Hitz.fm. So the moment I passed the cemetery. Something happened.

I saw three bicyclists riding towards my car! Yes, they were riding in opposite direction! In the rain! Due to the rain, I spotted them like when they were two or three metres away from me! They were so near that I thought I gonna knock them and kill any of them, if not three, then two!

I remember the one at the middle vividly.

He was wearing a hat and I was so sure that he is an Asian, and the bicycle was the old fashioned kinda bicycles (My sixth sense told me they were Japanese Soldiers or something)

Of course I wouldn't have time to analyze they were or weren't Asians because everything happened in a sudden and I had to react fast.

I just turned my sterling anti clock wise as much as I could..... Like I was going to do a big U turn or something. Guess what, my car was sliding to the cemetery!

The moment I avoid myself to knock on anyone of them, I saw one of them passing by my car, no, I should say floating. Yes, floating.

I screamed "WHAT THE FUCK!" cos I thought I knocked the other two!

Then I turned my sterling back again (to my surprise my Kenari was still stable) and I looked at the side mirror, but guess what, that's a real adrenaline rush when I found out that the road was still empty. NO CAR AT ALL.

FML.

While I was driving back, I kept on praying to Buddha. My heart was pumping fast, I was so scared, I knew I didn't kill anyone or what.. But I was like, omg I survived from an accident.

I told my parents what had happened when I reached home.

My dad replied,"You know what day is today? It's the 14th of July according to Luna Calender."

So Hungry Ghost Festival Eve it is.

Compilation of my Portrait Shots

Take a break from horror blog entry first!

Just a compilation of some portrait shots that I took recently. You might have seen them if you have my Facebook. For those who are not in my Facebook friends list or you never bother to see my shots or you have missed it, here you are!

Selangorlicious Media Launch at Full House, Sunway Giza.
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Quite like this shot. How nice if Jacklyn was wearing white that night. hmm...

At Putrajaya Hot Air Balloon Fiesta
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Look like some kinda magazine shot for kids clothes. lol *screw the two DSLR holders behind ruining my photo*

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I love colourful and vibrant shots. Sad the "tudung" is covering Emy's eyes. =(

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I think you guys have seen this.

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Message I wanna deliver is hope and future. *pretend to be pro in photography*

Stephanie's Photoshoot in Putrajaya. There were 340 photos taken, 25 chosen and uploaded in my Facebook and these are my favourite ones. 

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Slightly emo and lonely kinda feel.

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Keep comments coming in. I'm not a professional photographer, but I admit I do have slight enthusiasm in photography. I just love to carry my dslr and shoot people, food or scenery around me. 

Btw all the photos are taken using my wife- Canon 550D in case there're still readers asking me what dslr am I using since I never revealed in my blog.

Have a nice day!