where have all the self-ambitious men go?

There’s an upcoming election in the Malaysian Society tomorrow. It’s  been 2 weeks since the names of the nominees came out. There are four candidates for the President and another four for Vice-President.

Sad to say, there are no potential person for the President post, except for 2 people
The first, who is the current President right now, is adamant to step down because he wants to focus on studies. Being adamant is one thing, but being whiny and sounding very pathetic is two very different matter! The other candidate, he is potential but he lacks the courage to take up the responsibility or worse he is worrying too much about filling in the shoes of the current Pres.  It is just so annoying to have this two full grown boys to banter on FB like that. Perhaps, that is the faulty part… both are not full grown men!

There are ways to step down graciously or turning the offer down as well. By doing like what they did makes me want to leave that particular space blank. I do not want to vote for losers!

However, for the Vice-President position all for candidates are very potential ones! I’m thinking Damn… these 4 vice president names  should be voted for both positions. The person with the most vote should be Pres and the 2nd highest should take the place as Vice!

That will solve the problem now, wouldn’t it?

Seriously, the Malaysian Men of PKPMI Malang or i rather say boys in Malang are just plain girls when they do not man up, they’re just swishing behind their mother’s skirts.

December love

I get mails no more
guess everyone is busy, so am i. Sometimes i wonder where time went to.
Will be anticipating December! Come come!

3 weeks of Public Health field work! It’s good that, i’m putting good use of what i’m learning, but then again my so many weekends have been wasted! I wish i had more time!! I wish a lot of other stuff too, like being a better communicator so that i can analyse other better.

I’m still considering whether to move out, i’ll miss miss miss them

I’m not sure which siblings in my family really gung-ho into maths! Definitely not me!! I don’t know why… i just freak out seeing big sums of number! I’m good at keeping money but not starring at figures! Not all Chinks love maths… well i’m one of them, i rather someone give me History or Geography to read! Delightfully i’ll do it, and i’ll narrate the topics like a fairy-tale for you to enjoy!

bahh~ maths~ ! I had to do some accounting work, which made me turn jittery! I hated accounts ever since it was introduce in ‘Living Skills’= Kemahiran Hidup. I go bleh~
THank God for Yam and Machinery money counting Kav

So i’m done with the accounts, i’ve been revising the whole thing over and over. There’s certain matters that i do that i tend to brood over it, this should be count as one of those. Tomorrow, i should need to present those figures, and tomorrow will me the mark that i should be stepping down from a post in the Malaysian Society. Tomorrow, is the day for Annual Grand Meeting and Annual Grand Dinner. Which both i do not even want to attend. For now, i want to be in my own bubble for a few days. It’s Regression of age vs persoanl

saturday was killed

Really… and it left me stoned in the head.

This will be the last time that i will see myself sitting throughout the event of this sort. Dining and watching is not that torturous than cooping a 70++ people in a hall and watching one ‘theatrical show after another”.

The intervals of the shows were messy, it’s distracting, mood killing and it was a lecture hall. It didn’t have proper stage with curtains drop or even podium. I was conned into believing that it was yet one of the grandest of it’s previous. All donned up were most of those who came.

Food and the Service itself was bad! Supposedly, every 2 tables were assigned with 2 waiters/waitresses but things didn’t go well as plan when you have a bunch of F&B trainees hire, and 70++ hungry mouths to feed. One bad thing of dining in social gatherings like this, there will be always a bunch of hungry gluttons that will jump into helping themselves with the servings than waiting to be serve. It’s hard for the F&B trainees to cope with small spaces to pass through seats and get to the next table to serve without being devour by the other hungry wolves.
I can’t say for the cook who tried cooking up a storm of Indian Dishes. Capatti tasted more or less like Poori, only with every bite there’s flour i still can taste.
Sadly… this F&B crew needs lots of polishing to do, especially when it comes to serving and interacting with the diners.
A restaurant or eatery reviews are not given base on the food only, but also the impression of the F&B crew given to the diners.

Looking at how they were serving, i’m sure the committee organizers specified that food should be first foremost served to their VIP guests, namely: those who came all the way from Surabaya, the locals friend and the High post people. In event like that, i would specified those orders too but with more stern expectations.

Despite, it’s call “Deepavali Night” and the audiences were of International people, they strangely forgotten to entertain them. Certain parts of the shows were lost in translation.

Needless to explain more… it was most disappointing! A better job could have been done.
For a being who enjoys entertainment, this is not even half the harsher commentary i could give. I was merely pointing out the basic facts.
A person with lower expectations or attended this kind of the even for the first time, would not have much critic to offer.

Credits to the committee of Diwali 09 who tried their up-most best…

I’m already missing…

you, you ,you , and you; albeit the reality has not happen yet.

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Stupid Feeling… I’m already missing you, you,you, and you; so will you, you,you,you, and you miss me.
Going to have to stand on these two feet firmer and steadier than before, because when i do leave, i’m going to miss you all sore.

I’ll be missing US most of all.

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