My Life My Confession: Stadium (Arsenal)

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

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 :(

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Beyond the sea where i had wished to. Beyond the sea now, i wish it end.

Arsenal!

5 more weeks to go! and I'll unbound by the exasperating atmosphere in this land! Weeks ago, once I stepped out from Manchester airport, the air was chilled and filled with curiosity among the air itself, I begun my voyage in this well-known and unexplored land. Piece by piece the curiosity bottled inside me has been released. I have known what I had wanted, I have seen what I had wished, and I got bored of the surrounding. Is it my personality of getting bored easily? or the same for anyone?

Football has been one of my entertainments here as it used to be in my own country, but something missing while I am playing here. The ignition of the passion I have here isn't that combustible. While I am plying, I couldn't find any determination playing inside me. Maybe friends are the things I am searching for. Chemistry where it bonds between us is the treasure where I couldn't find here.

Food? I am pissed of my own home-made dishes. "What should I cook now?" This question haunts me every time before I get myself to the stove. Now, I know my mum's brain has been twisted to solve this question, everyday. Meat is the food my enzyme dates everyday, every meal perhaps. Luckily alcohol is with me for couple of days in a week. I think my belly is frustrated with the owner, me.

Me : what u want actually?
Belly : CCM nasi lemak, teh ais. Bakuteh. Laksa. Konocurrymee. Mum's cucumber + Heh Bi. Cendol + Chee Cheonh Fun. Char Kuey Teow + Si Ham. Lo mai kai + Siu Mai.
Me : Err......wtf... None of those for 5 more weeks! Eat pork la!
Brain : What bout me?!!! I am tired with your novels, internat and brain-condemming-meal-solving question! Get me some computer games, some movies!
Me : Err......ok ok. We'll watch "L Change The World" tomorrow. Deal.
Brain : (Satisfyingly).....Ok.
Eye : Me? Its been weeks! Where's my porn? Although I have seen a lot of pretties and blondes, I hope u can get some "movies" for me! I have been suffering!
Me : Wtf. Just stand for few more weeks! I'll poke u if u continue with ur moaning!
Right leg : I am worn-out u know! I am rusted! Just get me some balls to bang on! No more any out door field! I couldn't shoot as there isn't any goal post! Chop me off if u don't find any court for me to maximise my performance!
Me : Ok. I'll chop u off tomorrow.

That's what I am struggling here. I am rusted! Every part of me! From my hair till my toes! It's not my life!

Once, I thought living in up in the hill or in an island would be a dream life for me, but now, I don't think so. It's been like......hell? Living in an unfamiliar place is terrible. U don't know the rules and law, cultures and how all the things go. Where as in Malaysia, I can order nasi lemak mata kerbau tambah nasi tambah sambal tak mau timun, freely, as many times as I want without feeling embarrasing or afraid the worker might fed up with me. That's the main difference. I live freely in my own country! Affordably, I can buy anything I wanted to!

Here, their culture is different! "It is what it meant to be." Everything happen because what it supposed to. I am not sure that's a pros or cons. Perhaps, only for me. Red light = stop? How bout if everyone has crossed the road? U still wait there, where it can be seen obviously there is no one? Rule is rule. Good? And once it get me frustrated. I bought a jersey from a shop and wished it to be printed, a player name and number behind it. So, after I took back the jersey, I found the name and number's colour printed are different as it should be. So, I took the jersey to the shop and they told me I couldn't change anything because I have signed on the paper! Ok, I admit I was wrong. But, as a popular sport shop, they shouldn't make a mistake like that! Something like, they coloured their country flag in a wrong colour. Luckily the jersey isn't expensive. What a sad day.

But there is something good here too. They are really polite. To the max! And through my few weeks of observation, I can see that they are really matured. They are getting humbler as they are older. They seems like already have everything in their live and don't really selfish. Hahaha. Of coz they are various types of human in the earth. Less I could say in Malaysia. Probably because Malaysians struggled to get what they wished, so selfish is a thing which expected. "I got by sweating, blooding and hardship, so why I can give it to u as u didn't work as I do?" That's something I can feel inside Malaysians, maybe including me. ^^ But that is not we should blame? It's nature that shaped us. This is not an offensive comment. ^^ maybe "Selfish" not the best word, as it looks like an offence to Malaysians. ^^ Think for me please?

That's all for now. I hope I can get back to Malaysia as fast as I can. Wahahaha.