Habis!
YAY!
It's ending this week. Some are sad, some are rejoicing the finish of our 8 weeks of internship. How do i feel about it? Partly happy, partly bummed.
I like it when i walk in through the front door of the office...Keying in the 4 digits of code for the glass doors. Coming up the stairs to my department. Saying good Morning to the friendly receptionist. And cheap lunch with iced barley water.
The things i WONT miss, on the other hand, would include; the Crazy crowd on the way to and from work on te LRT (but from work is worst), The waking up too early (actually this isn't bad at all), the ultra long hours in the office (It feels longer when there's nothing much to do but wait for response from another party), oh did i mention i HATE the train rides? i cannot express how dissapoined i am with the minister of transport. Liyana hates me for expressing it in a train load of stinky people.
I've always thought of myself of being SOMEWHAT patient. My patience is wearing thinner each day i TRY to board the LRT in the evenings. I like the fact that people queue up when taking the train...but there are idiots who simply cut the queue and push those in line away from the train. I was the victim on Friday. I was halfway into the train when he came along (he didn't queue up) and pushed me OUT of the train. Anywayyy, let's just say the guy PISSED me off la okay. I swear, i was staring at him so hard (and sharply), that i could feel like my eyeballs were gonna pop out of its sockets. I called him stupid. He didn't look my way. The door closed, still i kept my stare locked on to his stupid head. He didn't look into my eyes. Buat bodoh. Oh wait. you MEMANG bodoh.
Got on the train (finally), and i continued my rants. Li was either malufied she even knew me, or simply malufied. HAHA. But come onnnnnn. It's times like THOSE i thought to myself..." Hmmm. i wonder what the minister of transport is doing now.........". While we pay taxes (more like our parents, but we pay for the fares too) and yet we still are all like bottled up pickles, he gets whisked away with escorts clearing the traffic for him. I don't think ANY minister deserves privellages like such. Only then they know what kind of shithole they made Malaysia into when we actually have a lot of potential to be THE leading nation in the SEA, at least.
OH well.
Malaysia BOLEH!
I've some pictures (of happier times, hahah), but i'm lazy to upload it now. So....later lah.
It's ending this week. Some are sad, some are rejoicing the finish of our 8 weeks of internship. How do i feel about it? Partly happy, partly bummed.
I like it when i walk in through the front door of the office...Keying in the 4 digits of code for the glass doors. Coming up the stairs to my department. Saying good Morning to the friendly receptionist. And cheap lunch with iced barley water.
The things i WONT miss, on the other hand, would include; the Crazy crowd on the way to and from work on te LRT (but from work is worst), The waking up too early (actually this isn't bad at all), the ultra long hours in the office (It feels longer when there's nothing much to do but wait for response from another party), oh did i mention i HATE the train rides? i cannot express how dissapoined i am with the minister of transport. Liyana hates me for expressing it in a train load of stinky people.
I've always thought of myself of being SOMEWHAT patient. My patience is wearing thinner each day i TRY to board the LRT in the evenings. I like the fact that people queue up when taking the train...but there are idiots who simply cut the queue and push those in line away from the train. I was the victim on Friday. I was halfway into the train when he came along (he didn't queue up) and pushed me OUT of the train. Anywayyy, let's just say the guy PISSED me off la okay. I swear, i was staring at him so hard (and sharply), that i could feel like my eyeballs were gonna pop out of its sockets. I called him stupid. He didn't look my way. The door closed, still i kept my stare locked on to his stupid head. He didn't look into my eyes. Buat bodoh. Oh wait. you MEMANG bodoh.
Got on the train (finally), and i continued my rants. Li was either malufied she even knew me, or simply malufied. HAHA. But come onnnnnn. It's times like THOSE i thought to myself..." Hmmm. i wonder what the minister of transport is doing now.........". While we pay taxes (more like our parents, but we pay for the fares too) and yet we still are all like bottled up pickles, he gets whisked away with escorts clearing the traffic for him. I don't think ANY minister deserves privellages like such. Only then they know what kind of shithole they made Malaysia into when we actually have a lot of potential to be THE leading nation in the SEA, at least.
OH well.
Malaysia BOLEH!
I've some pictures (of happier times, hahah), but i'm lazy to upload it now. So....later lah.
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