R.I.P Money

The story begins at one night when cold breeze was howling, just sounded exactly like mournful cries from wolves. The scenario is still very vivid in my mind today, although it was approximately half a year ago. If I'm not mistaken, the date of that day was 15th of May.


Mum, Felix and I were engaged with some closing works in Cosway P. Jaya.


Something caught my attention outside of the shop where I could see through the transparent glass wall. i walked out of the counter out of curiosity and saw a stray kitten with extremely puny limbs watching a hobo who was next to it, collecting discarded cans from a big garbage bin.

I opened the door, squatted down deliberately and started 'meowing' to the kitty. Surprisingly it turned its head to look at me, and replied me with a 'meow'. Th next moment we were 'moewing' to each other as if we were actually conversing. Then, it walked into the shop, like a boss, totally oblivious to any sign of danger. That was when we decided to adopt the kitten.

We named her Money.

This morning, 24th of November, at around 12.30a.m., when I was catching a wink on the sofa, suddenly I was awaken by the scream from my mum. "Faster, Money fell down from the balcony!"

It sounded so dreadful and alarming, that I got up with the WTF-how-could-this-happen feeling instantly, and saw the horrible expression shown by my mum while dashing towards the direction of the main door from the balcony, together with my brother. They opened the door and ran towards the 2nd floor outdoor car park area, which is the spot where Money landed. I rushed to the balcony full of anxiety, hoping this was a dream and took the deep breath before looking down. I saw NOTHING. 


I rushed back to the living room, grabbed her favorite toys and a torchlight, and hurried to the 2nd floor car park area like a G6. 3 of us kept on searching for her, hoping to at least find her body, or if possible, send her to veterinarian to rescue her. However, after spending nearly 2 hours to seek for her from the ground floor up to the 8th floor, since we were afraid that she might be wandering around the block looking for us too after landing, we were all devastated by the fact that she was missing. We checked underneath of every single car at the car park area but the result was  disappointing and depressing. It was 2a.m. plus when we all decided to give up since all of us were tired. and cold, too.


The next morning, my brother went down to the 2nd floor car park area again to continue to look for her with her favourite cat's food when I was about to wake up. It was a cold morning. I have been hiding under the blanket throughout the morning. I got off the bed and dragged myself to the balcony to take a glance at the car park area. My brother gave me the gesture indicating that he still couldn't find Money. Disappointed, I went to take shower and that was when my mum told me that my brother has found money's dead body under a black car at the car park area. 


I could hear my heart shattering. I stoned for a moment, couldn't still accept the fact of her misfortune.


After taking bath, I got a black plastic bag, and went down to the car park with my mum to place her corpse into the plastic bag, having the intention to bury her at the field nearby Oscar's house. My mum sent me to LRT station for college, and subsequently sent my brother to Oscar's house so that Oscar could lend him a hand in burying Money since he is pretty good in burying dead cats. I mean, he is no doubt definitely an experienced cat undertaker.. LOL.


Meanwhile, I was in the LRT, attempting as hard as I could to resist the tears from rolling down from my eyes, yet I couldn't. I've been sobbing all the way from the LRT station nearby my house to the Hang Tuah LRT station. Pedestrians around stared at me with the bizarre look, thinking that I might be the one who has just escaped from Tanjung Rambutan. 


After interchanging to Monorail Station Hang Tuah, I was alone, waiting for the monorail for its arrival. That's when I stopped sobbing and once I saw the bite marks and scratches from Money on my wrists, I cried again, but this time, hysterically. 


In college, I tried very hard not to express my feelings out so that I wouldn't distract my friends during the lecture yet I failed. Kahsam who is soul mate felt the melancholy in me and asked me what happened out of concern, and that didn't make me feel better instead making me to cry out harder. I couldn't pay attention to even a single word blurted out from the mouth of lecturers.


 After class, I went to Cosway Tesco Ampang, which is the new workking place for my mum to get my car so that I could drive back home. After approaching home, I opened the door, and felt an urge of lonliness. 


Normally, when I reach home, Money would come to the door and start meowing non-stop to welcome me back home. But today, no more. 


Normally, after taking bath, I would lie on the sofa, and allow Money to come into my arms, and I would pat her and play with her ears and chin. Both of us would be very enjoying. She would close her eyes and fall into dream and that's when I would deliberately place her onto my belly, allowing her to sleep on my belly. But today, no more.


Normally, when I'm walking towards the kitchen to get something to chew, she would definitely follow behind me into the kitchen, and jump onto the desk to see what I'm doing. But today, no more.


Normally, when I shake my leg when I'm facebooking, she would definitely hide behind an object and observe my moving leg like a paparazzi, and out of sudden dash out to grab my leg. But today, no more.


Normally, I would complain about the bad odour coming out from her droppings. But today, no more.


Normally, I would complain that her meow is kinda annoying. But today, not more.


Normally, I would treat her like my daughter. But today, no more chance.


I miss her adorable face so much. 
I miss her big, around, black eyes so much.
I miss her meow so much.
Her bites from her sharp teeth, her scratches from her sharp paws.
Her body heat.

 This is when she was resting on the TV.

 Whenever there's an opportunity, she would get into the empty rubbish bin like a boss.

 She watches TV although she doesn't understand a single thing. Adorable.

 Sleeping beside my laptop when I'm facebooking.

 Cutest sleeping pose.

 Sleeping with my brother.

 Sleeping on the computer desk when i'm gaming.

 Hiding in my school bag, playing hide and seek with me.

 Sleeping on the computer desk, again.

 She was banging my camera phone with her head. How adorable. sigh.

 Sleeping <3

 Sleeping on the sofa.

 Cutest sleeping pose ever <3

 She was staring at some moving objects.

 meow.

 Look closer. She was covering her face while sleeping.

 Hiding in my school bag again. <3

We treat her like one of our family member. This was during my mum's birthday. Spot her in this family photo.

I miss her so much. If she is resurrected, I swear I'll treat her much better. I will not complain about her 'meows' that used to be annoying and and her droppings that used to be foul-smelling anymore. I'm willing to let her bite or scratch me, even a hundred times, without protesting. I will not mind anymore.

Unfortunately, life is irreversible. sigh.

May her soul rest in peace. 

You will always be in my heart, Money. =')

Expressing my feelings

A friend of my mother once told me that,

'don't ever be busybody over a matter that doesn't benefit you or only benefits you a little, because eventually when something goes right, no one gives a damn about it, whereas when something goes wrong, everyone puts the blame on you but no one else.'

Finally, I'm able to realize that this is so true after an incident happened today.

I wanna stop being so foolish from today on wards. Don't tell me that i'm realistic. You might find ego in me or even show hatred towards me from today on wards, but frankly, I'm just trying to behave like how everyone around me does.

FML lar.

Qualifying test

Tomorrow and the following day, i'm having my qualifying test. 

Results no good = parents are rung = mama point middle finger to me.

So, will be updating my blog about the Jay Chou's concert right after my test. PROMISE! =D

Orientation Ball MCKL 2011

Everyone wore their respective formal attires to the awaited orientation ball organised by my college. All of them looked like princes and princesses. The ball hall looked magnificent even in our very first, short, 'cincai' glance.

It was held in Niko Hotel near KLCC, and Oscar, Kai Rong and me went there by requesting Seik Kye to be our rickshaw-wallah driver.

By the instance we approached, i was like WOAHH every gentleman was wearing their respective blazers or vests, while every lady was wearing their very utterly extremely superbly 'powderfully' good-looking tux and gaudy necklaces and bracelets. Not heavy meh? ._.

So, the ceremony started with some sort of marching music and someone delivered their rubbish speech which we who were starving did not listen to even one single word. Subsequently it was followed by some performances from the collegians and this was when we screamed like mad until no more voice as a sincere sign to support Shaun who was doing his awesome singing performance as well as Jack who was giving an attempt to show off his Chinese Yo-yo skills.

After the performances, REFRESHMENT!

I ate and ate and ate, and drank and drank and drank. Too bad no alcohol, otherwise i would be taking off my clothes in the hall already.

Next, the climax part of the whole ball. PROM. Some LOA boys like Kow Ben Jie (no offence heh!) requested for a dance from girls. Meanwhile, i held Cheng Nam's hand, held them into fist, and stampeded around the dancing ground and banged everyone else who danced romantically. And after that when the DJ changed the music from slow rock style into techno musics, we went crazy and jumped in single file around the dancing ground like china zombies ._.

Well, all of us were so high until i also didn't know wtf was actually going on. The only thing that i remember was Oscar gang banged mi with all the retarded MBS-ians, and also mi pushing Seik Kye to Penguin instead of pushing him into a group of hot girls. I genuinely apologized to him, saying that my accuracy sucks. =D

We went nuts until around i also have no idea what time was it, and we got back home. XD


Camwhore:

 The sweetest lecturer in MCK --> Ms. Lydia <3

 camwhore in toilet. 5 yeng zais =D

 camwhore in toilet.

 Ms. Lydia with retarded MBS-ians ._.

Big group o.o

STPM results are launched!

To lads and lasses who are getting their STPM results tomorrow,

GOOD LUCK! 


We'll stay by your sides and support you (mentally). LOL. XDD

My College Chemistry Lecturer

Photo of my Chemistry Lecturer and me.

Fortunately, she didn't see my shirt. =)

A day wasted

There is a famous quote, " a day without laughter is a day wasted".

I call today a day wasted thought i did laugh today, but why?

simple.

The first thing I did when I woke up (besides opening and rubbing my eyes) was taking a glance at my watch.

And this is what I saw:

6.20p.m.

New nicknames for me

After stepping into my college, i've got 3 new pseudonyms that folks around me used to address me.

1. Creative Bird
2. Mickey Mouse
3. Milo Yang

History of the names:

Creative Bird-  In our moral studies class, our lecturer, Mr.Yoshua, conducted the class and asked us to divide ourselves into 2 groups to form 2 democratic action parties. I was in the party called "Thunder Bird". And i have totally no idea why Christopher Lim Kah Kit suggested this ROFLMFAO name. It was so random and it was an impromptu idea when he came out of this name. So after many attempts of debating and 'conquering numerous hardships', our party won and fortunately, Ivan Teong became the president of this party and the so-called "Codes Of Conduct in Mr.Yoshua's Lecture" that our party has suggested has to be followed by everyone. One of the rule is that we have to celebrate everyone's birthday when his or her birthday approaches or just around the corner. The objective is to ensure that we ALL know each other better. When someone's birthday comes, i take the responsibility to draw him or her a birthday card. That's why i'm given the post as a Creative Director. Subsequently, the stupid Ivan Teong further modified my name into creative bird since the name of our party is Thunder Bird. Zadou right? ._.

Mickey Mouse- I don't know who started this thinking. Someone says i look like MickeyMouse. And furthermore i wear Mickeymouse shirts to college some days, so they called me MICKEYMOUSE. Not being narcissistic, but i think i look more like jay chou lor. =(

Milo Yang- This is stupid. Wai Soon's working partner in one of the boutique shops in Sungai wang, Flora Low gives herself a pseudonym in facebook called Ribena Low. So i came out with the idea calling Wai Soon 'Neslo Au' and i was given the name 'Milo Yang'. GG.com i'm a beverage .__.

Community Service in National Zoo

This post is sort of offensive but i swear this is the truth.

My college wants all the students to carry out at least 22 hours of community service. This is for our own good when we come to appeal for our universities in future.

So, my gang and i chose to carry out the community service at National Zoo.

The third week of our volunteer work here, which is today, we decided to do our work at Reptile Section to gain a rather 'wilder' experiences.

Yea, and because of this silly decision, it has spoiled our overjoyed mood in the good morning.

Firstly, the supervisors asked us to sweep the area where gigantic tortoises wander around. There were some brownish dead leaves scattered around the area. Also, there were also numerous utterly tiny green leaves which dropped from the trees that grow there. Without any complaint, we swept the area together, since we were doing this as  volunteer work.

After ensuring all the dead leaves were out of our sight, we called for the supervisors to come and have a look on our result. Out of our expectation, they shouted at us and claimed that the area was not cleaned. We were stunned for a moment and asked them which part was not cleaned. And you know wtf did he say? HE ASKED US TO SWEEP EVEN THE TINY LEAVES. <3

OMFG they were uncountable in amount, and it takes really hours for us to sweep all of them. When we were sweeping, they kept on teasing us and embarrassing us by mocking us. They said that we are eighteen year-old but have the mind of 8 year-old kid. They even addressed Oscar in an extremely bad manner. He called him 'gemuk'. Well, although it's kinda true (LOL) , but that hurts.

After being taunted pass our limits, finally seik kye voiced out. He speaked English to the supervisors but the supervisors insisted to speak in their mother tongue, which is Malay. And as you know, seik kye tends to use bombastic language when he's bickering with someone, so did he at that moment. And this is the climax of the incident. One of the supervisors said "YOU INI ORANG PUTIH bla bla bla". Obviously the supervisor showed racial prejudice against us. No wonder they been treating us to bad previously.


Subsequently i was irritated and got dulan-ed, so i sang loudly when i was sweeping. First to cover the supervisors' sound-pollution-causing voice. Second to release my anger. This was when seik kye continued his debating section with them and kai rong kept on mumbling to himself using unknown alien language. Meanwhile, Oscar diam-diam ubi berisi and Chiaw Ni was watching the show. 

The area went into a pandemonium. =D


Eventually, we were switched to another section for God's sake. Phew.

Sigh, well i fuck racism as Namewee does. But really this time the incident exasperated mi. One day i'll sure sure sure bring a bunch of friends, and do our littering at reptile section of National zoo. By that time let them sweep until shuang.

College

Miraculously, miracle happened, once again. The idea of continue writing my blog crossed my mind all of a sudden, and in addition so many of my friends have actually 'pleaded' and 'begged' me with the addition of sobs (sounds abit serious ._. ) to continue writing my blog. And so, after contemplating deliberately again and again and again, finally i've made my final decision, which is resurrecting my blog.

Finished my fcuking (no harsh word in my blog =D ) SPM on 9th of December in 2010, and stepped into Methodist College for education (A-level Edexcel Program) on the third day of 2011. Veritas Vincit Omnia! XD

After studying in 5 years of methodist high school, still, i have to be in methodist college for 1 and a half year more. For the worse, i will be studying my A-level in an utterly miserable circumstance--> being besieged by nearly 20 assholes from MBS everyday in college. This causes me to remain my retardation even in college, alas.

So, um.. skip everything to the most interesting part of my college life.

Guess what? There's indeed a second version of BENJAMIN HO in my college. He's too retarded, and is even more retarded than me. Mine is 'fake' retardation, but his, is the absolute actual, 100% original undoubted retarded. Perhaps his 21st chromosome in his karyotype got abit technical problem. If everyone in this world behaves like him, no doubt the world would immediately turn into a Dystopia.

He's good in debating, and often comes out with those clever-but-pointless-and-meaningless ideas to 'zha' people until speechless. Despite the points that he gives are ALWAYS meaningless, but as long as it's humorous, and i have no idea what world and what generation is this, people used to hail the more retarded person. So, he owns in every debate. His name is the legendary famous super star, BEN JIE.

So, everyone has to bow before him when meeting up with him. I'll post his picture here some day else, since he has not approved mi in facebook. (he is famous and busy all the time and has no time to accept my friend request in facebook, lanci dou... )

And of course, once i get his photo, i'll most probably make some animations for him as a remembrance or what we call 'home-made souvenir'. Stay tuned for more updates =D