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It is a home now

wong — Wed, 22 Jun 2011 05:03:10 +0000

Last night was quite an adventurous trip for me… Went to somewhere I never went before by just a sight in Google Map at home. There is no GPS or Garmin chirp, just memory.

The handphone I installed GPS is having issue now. Maybe I should practice more driving direction than relaying on the GPS.

Anyway, I was heading to get a sofa. We saw the sofa in IKEA, in promotion with price tagged RM349. Consider a nice price for us already. But being Chinese, we tend to discuss the value of the sofa! My wife check online and see if there is any second hand Yes, we get a second hand exact same sofa for better price

I was impress, again, by how IKEA can nicely crafted a set of sofa, without the need of any tool! A few scrolling here and there, we get the sofa!

Now it placed behind my working desk. I can get a rest without needing to go back to my room. Might made me lazy… Whatever… The most important thing is, this house is transforming to a home

Time to go home…?

wong — Sun, 27 Mar 2011 15:35:55 +0000

While I was wandering with a friend in a pool center about his billiard supplies, the supplier came to me and asked “So, are you going to go home this mid-April?”.

At first I don’t know why he asked me to go home, until he said the word “State Election”.

To be honest, I haven’t register as a voter yet, and haven’t have the desire to do. Maybe the affection of all those political thing haven’t really reach me yet; maybe I will not be getting anything from voting yet, I don’t know.

But I like the term “Go home” though. Because I would love to see some improvement made in Sibu. But that remind me of… The Sibu drivers skill… When a horn is a deadly thing to press; when their father owned the road. The word “What’s the point?” came in… So… Yeah, I’ll be still sitting here doing the same thing I do everyday – Work!

The people of Sibu

wong — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 06:42:13 +0000

I went and watched Avatar last night. Somehow feel like forced but ended up feel good about it, as it is really a nice movie. Anyway, the point I’m writing this entry is not about the movie. It’s about the people here. Just feels like want to teach people, how to be more… Civilize.

Que up

Sibuan don’t que, because que taking time and might make you lose the chance. It is not some limited cheap new york hotels deal for God shake. It is a cinema, with ticket you can rest assure you’re in for the movie. Que the fucking up people!

Lower your tone in cinema

I’m not saying you don’t talk in cinema, we are communication-freak-animal. It is good to talk, but lower the tone. You don’t watch movie at your home’s theater room, you watch with… What, 80 strangers? That also mean turn your phone to silent mode, nobody wants to know how much you love your ringtones.

It is a yellow box

The road is coloured with yellow line, we called it as yellow box in law. It simply means, DO NOT STOP there and give way for others you fools! With population only 25,000 in this small town, traffic jams are caused by that simple rule.

For the last point, it’s simply just personal, don’t talk it too serious alright?

In English always make you look better

I know, my look kind of (perhaps so much alike) a dayak, especially with my hair cut now. It’s totally fine with me and I already get used to it. But, if you speak english at home and with your spouse, try to use that international language to ask me.

This is the mad style

wong — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 10:54:45 +0000

Last few week, while my girlfriend’s father went to out station, he left the vehicle at home, for our convenient. Thanks to him, I got the chance to learn driving from the bottom up again. First, Toyota Innova is really powerful. It remind me a lot about the Toyota Unser (or Toyota Kijang for Indonesian) my father used to have.

Secondly, all the drivers here have… Patient. A very big one I mean. Driving with 20 – 30km all the way, and everybody squeezing into the little tinny space they could see. With my level of patient, I would definitely flipping my middle finger. Some how, I have no time to flip my finger. I need to take real close look at the car, because all of them squeezing too close to me, from front, behind, both left and right side And I have to be careful of those truck with all kind of truck accessories on them too.

Did I mention about the traffic light? When the count down count to 3 (not even green light yet) everyone start honking. I’m sure it is to wake up the front row to make sure they remember to place their gear and go. Then when the green light is on, the front row drove only 10km, so I joined the honking-group too.

I seriously wonder what is the use of the road lane line here when nobody even bother to drive on their own lane…

Driving

wong — Tue, 12 May 2009 15:05:22 +0000

Today, I wanna write about driving in KL. I never drive around the town until I got my car here back in February. Which is just a day before I start work though, so didn’t really drive the car around. Well, obviously the experience is far too different than driving in Sibu where 60km per hour is the legal speed and 120km per hour is a thing that you can keep your nose up on the sky (Like it is possible). Here are list you cannot do in Sibu while you can freely do here:

Horn!

It’s a signal, it’s a respect, it is the only way to notice another driver. That is the way it works here in KL. In Sibu, you try at your own risk

Signal on high lighting!

Once you give a high light signal, the car in front you know what they should do, so they will back off and give you a way. In Sibu, you do that you’ll get a opposite respond instead.

Yes, on a typical stereotype mindset that’s Sibu. I cannot recall how many time my mom warn me when I horn somebody on the road. Well, did you notice just how hot these few weeks are? Argh~!!! I need a relaxing icy sweet pea baby bath!!!