My life and My Memories in UK

It’s been a very long time since I wrote the last post. Left out so many photos from UK here. It was a memorable moment in my life. Although I’ve wasted the opportunities to Eurotrip, I have enough excitement from England alone.

Since I came back from England, I don’t know what happened to me. I am just so…..Tauhu. = =”. My room has already been messed to the max for the first time in my 22 years of life as a human. I don’t even think of tidying it, probably somewhere before CNY. Kekeke.

I got my first permanent job in my life! As a Project Manager of the construction of world tallest building! (dreaming….) My working site at Puchong and sometimes Kajang. (Looking forward to meet Puchong pretties ^^) It’s quite far from my house. The total mileage I had driven during the first site day was 170KM……do u believe it? Actually it includes all the jalan sesat. = =”

My first day to work site was a disaster. Explain secara very ringkas :
1) No take file from office, kena shoot from boss.
2) Car key locked inside my car, engine still on. (Lucky my extra good buddy, Managing Director of Hong Lee Engineering, YB Leong KuCing took my spare key to me. Thank You so much!)
3) Go second site, sesat jalan for nearly an hour. From puchong to kajang, I pass by Cyberjaya, Putrajaya and Bangi. Total 170KM…..Imagine………Don’t laugh me, coz u are next…..wakakaka….

My job position is named as “site-supervisor” and I do progress claim for the both site, which I think should be site supervisor cum QS. Kekeke. Grand abit. My daily works are : (which many of my friends don’t know what I really do in my site ^^)

1) Writing site diary – this task is blardy leceh. Always forget what happened yesterday.
2) Checking material availability, report to main con if going to finish. – always kena shoot by the main con supervisor and operation manager, because order last minute. Rebars usually delivered around one-week time. A good forecast is needed. Timber 3-5 days. All depends on the magnitude of the project and many more factors. Bad forecast = die. Site die. Me die. All die. Because of? Me? Indon? Lolz.
3) Checking the work of the workers, usually length, size and level – I seldom do this because I trust them. But trust them = die, According to most of the seniors. So, I use most of my time walking here and there. Sometimes I don’t know what am I doing. Wahahaha.
4) Worker allocation – Allocate more workers to the critical works. Preventing idling workers and optimize resources usage.
5) Punch Card Machine – I am the “Punch card bergerak” mesin.
6) Attend site meeting – which is the task I hate most. Sure kena tembak, although I was the least to be aimed. Always ask “Why slow?” “When finish?” “I want more workers!” and once I heard The AGM scolded the sub con, “I can make sure this might be your last job!” = =” scary.
7) Delivery boy – Sometimes buy dinner for workers during OT, almost 40 of them now. Buy tools for them. Print plan for their Kepala. Take things here and there. Fetching workers to other site sometimes.
8) Do progress claim – which is the job of a QS. Claim 996. Especially V.O. claim where lost might happen usually if missed or miscalculated.

The main purpose of my job is to coordinate the site, which is to improve the efficiency and productivity where my boss maximizes the profits. The faster the project is done the cheaper the cost is.
Eg. 4 months project. = 4 months salary, machine rental and etc. If completed in 3 months time, one-month cost can be saved which may cost up to 75K. Means I am the 75K machine! Haha! But a delay means I worth negative and prepare to be fired.

This is my first job, luckily my boss helps me a lot. But I have been shot by his pistol for a few times. I hope no AK-47 will aim at me. I heard he has a bazooka with homing missiles. Ha ha.

2 and a half months since the day I stepped my foot again in Malaysia. And I miss UK. ^^ Its weird and impossible to understand the chemical that reacts in the bottom of our heart. In England, I miss CCM nasi lemak, teh ais, futsal, home, everything, every single cell in Malaysia! That time, I was so desperate to go back home. But now, guess what. I miss Sheffield…. I miss the fresh chilling air, £2.50 kebab and the thing that I missed most……the relaxing and easy life beyond what we can achieve in Malaysia!

I wish I could live one year alternately in Malaysia and Sheffield. Wahahaha! That’s the strange thing buried beneath our soul. When we are relaxing, grasping the mysterious air surrounding our pure body, we don’t realize the tranquility and peacefulness in our life. Loneliness and dullness was the only thing we thought. Once we stepped out from the so-called “desert”, we look back and realize that the “desert” is the place we have been searching for.

So…. I wish I could turn back time to 30 May 2008 where I just stepped my foot in England. I miss England. I miss the life. :’( Don’t ever come back to Malaysia if you’d gone to England. At least stay one year there. Enjoy while you can. Believe me!

Below are some memorable photos where I lacked out as I am so busy now. I miss all the times we had........

Manchester Airport where we feeded our lungs with the chilling oxygen.

Dubai Airport, transit. Its incredibly large!

One of my food! Mushroom with Stonehenged Luncheon Meat.

Kebab! Just cant forget the taste!

Whirlow Hall Strawbery Farm. The Largest and the smallest

Raspberry. Nice.

Raspberry and I

The wide wide farm

Looking for strawbery? Come follow uncle. ngek ngek ngek...

Sheffield Wednesday Football Club. The Owl

Meadow Hall. One of the largest shopping outlets in Europe. The pic shown is just the food court.

Site visit with one of the most senior lecturer. Prof. Graham. If I've not mistaken, he is 80+ years old.

Photo of classmates and Professor Graham Stoneman

CK doing one of his hobby.

Emirates Stadium!

Err. I dont know what he is called. But he is popular. The guardian of the Buckingham Palace.

Big Ben beside River Thames

Eye of London! Magnificient!

Incredible!

London Zoo! They really queue!

Long neck animal. This animal has a hard life. "keng tou chiong ar"!

Paul. We knew him in London. He is a good and unique guy. He travelled around europe for one month....alone.....and he was only 16 that time.

Big Ben a large buidling. I forget what is the purpose of the building.

Me and Tower Bridge!

Tower Bridge

Tower Bridge. Many jog and walk across the bridge.

The neverending love story.

Conwy, Wales! This city is surrounded by wall. Once, Welsh themselves were forbidden from entering this English territory, for decades.

Conwy

London buffet £5.99 (forget) per meal. Consider a cheap meal in London.

Me with the ale, lager, cider and vodka where I have drank during the 3 months.

The best! Kopparberg pear cider! I brought one home but tak sampai hati to drink. ha ha.

I miss London....

Good bye UK :(

My first TATTOO!

180808, I got my first tattoo! It has been fulfilled, my long-time wish of having a tattoo! And I got it at Sheffield, England! Few years back when I asked my parents about me having a tattoo, they gave me a shocking answer, "sleep outside if u do it!" Wow….my wish to have a tattoo vanished, forever……but after I came to Sheffield, I draw my wish to my mum again (on an email, haha). She said no, but in the following emails, I keep pleading her and told her that I longed for a tattoo for a long time. Definitely not dragon or tiger tattoo. So, at the end, she agreed but my dad didn’t. I guess he just LET me to have it, but dislike it. Anyway, I can see both of my parents started to treat me as a full adult. Especially my mum, she had even tried to search for a nice design for me. I am so proud and happy. They know what I am doing and what am I thinking. I am so happy as if getting a sliver from Olympic, like our proud DATUK Lee Chong Wei. He has been granted the title of Datuk.

After and before!

The Design! I and my mum are both "quite" superstitious. Haha. So, we don't agree with any design which might affect the luck. I.e; although dragon is a symbol of wealth and success, but not everyone can hold the power of a dragon, or a tiger symbolize protection, but he might "eat" the bearer too. Tribal or Polynesian tattoo are very nice, but sometimes look like black metal type. Haha. That’s why a Mystic Knot has been chosen to be with me for the rest of my life. It's a symbol of longevity, never-ending and good luck. Besides, I like the symbol so much. It signifies my personalities too, which is secretive and possess a brain complex useless thinking, just like the "messy" knot. Haha.

This is what my gf got. LOLZ. Just joking. I got it by searching google. I was about to get exactly this one, but a circular edge is better as advised from my mum.

The Process! It's a painful process, but not unbearable. It's like a blunt (no mistake, its BLUNT) knife, dragging all the way in the skin. Blunt enough to pierce through the skin. It didn't bleed as much as I thought. 35 minutes later, all done, including sticking the tattoo pictures on my upper back. Its £60 per hour, so I paid only £35 which is around RM230.

That's it, nervous-est time in my life.

Before the tattooing, I was so nervous. The most nervous time in my life ever! Once I got into the tattoo parlour, I dropped my peanut. After the tattooist, Woody, starts the machine, my 2nd peanut dropped. Luckily his calm and friendly attitude made me feel easy and relax. And the process began, TEHHEEEHHHEEKKKK! (the sound of the machine).

The sketching! He sticked a paper with the drawing of the tattoo which he has prepared it earlier.

The Date 180808! Why not 080808?! $&"*(%^_&_%!!!!! It's because on the 080808, I went there without making an appointment. So, I booked for 20/08/2008, but not available too. I wonder, is tattoo that popular until fully booked? Everyday at least one client? That’s it, no more 080808. Haha.

The inks, wrappers, tissue and unknown equipments.

Woody with his "cari makan" equipment.

Ouch!??

Look at my expression! That was the time the needle vibrated adjacent the bone!

There is something like lubricant on top of his glove, I guess its for the needle, easier to DRAG along the skin.

The machine and electric cable were well wrapped.

Sakit macam babi?!!

Half way.

Dripping the needle to the ink. That's the lubricant.

TEEHHEEEEHHEEKKK!! The sound keep buzzling in my ears.

Bearing the piercing of the needle.

Tissue paper to wipe off my blood and the ink.

I was sweating all the way through the tattooing.

Thats the result.

It seems like not centered. But it is.

Wrapped with "food wrapper"? lolz.

The head of the machine where the needles come out.

I and woody!

His room!

Paying £35.

What is a Tattoo!

According to my dad, tattoos was practised by those armies long time ago. They wanted their body to be different from others so that one day if they get killed in the battle field, their families could trace the bodies for burying or cremation.

In Malaysia, tattoo is wide spreaded too, mostly thai's and borneo's tattoos. Most of the tattoo bearers are involved in the underground. That's why there is a bad perception towards people who have tattoo. Including me. ^^ Not all of them are "bad" guys, some of them just like to have a tattoo, like me. haha.

People say tattoo is an art. In UK, I can see the true "art". They coloured themselves with tattoo along the arms, shoulder, neck and anywhere. Its really beautiful. and mine are long way to "beautiful". I just wanted to have one. ^^

The needle penetrate through the skin to the dermis layer around 2mm and ink will be released as the needle pierce it. In and out, in and out. Then its forever! Magnificent!

Dwayne Johnson! a.k.a. The Rock has a polynessian tattoo, which possessed alot of meaning. You can find it out here, http://www.tahititatou.com/therock-engl_2.html

This is where i got my inspiration, it might help you on the design or anything about tattoo~
Click Here! You can customise your chinese words tattoo.
Click Here! A lot of designs here!


Tribal tattoos.

That's it! I got my own tattoo!