I have been back in Melbourne for a few days now. Dad has been around. We have been going out alot, everyday. Seeing so many places, like today we went to Edithvale beach, which is near Frankston beach. Very beautiful place, we had ice-cream there under the shade. The sun was so hot. On the beach you could see alot of hot chicks sunbathing. But not many Asians at all. I am not attracted to non-asians, or so I would say. It's just me, if a chick and me don't click culturally, I am not attracted to them.
Also managed to visit my uni twice! The first time, I just came down from my flight at 11.50am. And the meeting was scheduled at 1pm. So I was rushing my family to faster check-out from the airport, get our luggage and rush to get a car and rush to my university. By the time we got a car it was already 12.50pm. Fat hopes of arriving on time. In the end I arrived at 1.30pm, 30 minutes late, only to find that people who were on the same flight as me arrived there earlier than me! So amusing and disappointing at the same time. If you are wondering what meeting that was, it was a tutor meeting. All the tutors were there listening to Jeff Borland, our old introductory microeconomics lecturer, talk about what he expects of us this sem. Then after his talk, we were all talking and making lots of noise as all the tutors started swapping tutorials with each other to suit their timetables.
I wonder which students I would get! How scary it would be for me to stand in front of 20 odd students and all of them looking at me as if I am the know-it-all person. I am the person with authority and suppose to tell them to do everything, and they are suppose to listen to my every word, if not... Yea, if not what? Nothing really. They can not listen if they want to. But they have to obey the code of tutorials, and usually if they are there then they are interested to learn, and don't want to fail that subject. The next day at university we went for our tutor training which lasted 3 hours. They had a teaching & learning specialist Anna Jones come in to teach us basically how to tutor. I remembered what she said about a lousy tutor who can come in and just write all the answers on the board and students just copy them down. And then she said the reason the university employs us is because we are expected higher than that lousiest standard. We have to make students engage in participation and make tutorials highly interesting. We learnt to deal with various situations, like what if a student doesn't participate, or he is too noisy, or too laid back, or what if awkward situations occur, like what to do, etc.
It was pretty interesting overall, but I loved every moment of it! Kinds of makes me impatient for my first ever tutorial. For the first tutorial, it is supposed to be a fun one. Not really anything much at all that is examinable, just fun and games. I am going to surprise them with a special game. Hopefully they enjoy it. I mean in the end, its fun tutorials that students look forward to. No student loves boring tutorials, and I understand that very well, being a student myself. I always look forward to the fun tutorials, and hopefully the tutor knows his stuff. I hope to be a good tutor myself! I need to stop thinking that I students won't like me, and that I keep on being concerned if they don't like me. Or that I have to be perfect at everything I do in the tutorial, if not they would pick on my mistakes. I think that is not true. Even the first years themselves, they would be even more terrified as they had not ever been to uni before. They really have no real expectations. I am excited!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
CIMB Part III
It has been a memorable experience so far. Raymond my fellow mentor, Wei Wern my buddy at CIMB and Lionel my fellow intern all have made an impact on me so far. Everyday coming to work would be to learn something new and mingle and get closer to the people I just mentioned. It was truly a rewarding experience and I feel lucky just to be there at that time. It lets me live a full life with a challenge every day and the motivation to get out of bed. But nevertheless coming with the motivation is an expectation that this internship would one day end. And it did. Although I had wished that life were that simple and that it would continue indefinitely. But so being would mean I would lose my motivation, perhaps. Such the irony of it.
The last 3 weeks in CIMB has been nothing short of fun. Altogether I had been in CIMB for 9 weeks. I continued to learn much more on shipping. Terence, the head of department, gave me an exercise to compile net profit with salaries of directors over many years, and to do that for many companies. It was interesting. It is the work and the method that taught me something new, and useful for my future analytical skills, which I hope to learn as time passes. My last piece of work, however, was the most interesting one. I had to do a forecast model for a shipping company, Orient Overseas International Limited (OOIL). There I learnt how the balance sheet, profit and loss, and cash flow statement all interacted together. So awesome.
I will also miss the new buddy friend I made there, Lionel. He is from UNSW and doing commerce as well. I could relate to him easily as we were both kind of in the same position. I hope to be able to see him again because it is likely our paths would not cross again until the not-so-distant future. Till the next time we meet I suppose.
Most of all I will miss Raymond, whom has taught me alot of things in CIMB. He always needs a helping hand and I am happy to lend my hand. Although he is teaching me so that I can help him, he is nevertheless giving me so much benefit by asking me to do work. I learn alot that way. Researching techniques more like it. On the 2nd last day of my CIMB internship, Lionel and myself treated Simeon, Winson, Raymond and Wei Wern to lunch at Yogitree in Mid Valley. On the last day of my internship, Lionel and myself went for lunch with Ireena, and Lionel bought me a delicious slice of cake from Alexis. I will never forget the moment when I said bye to everyone as I was about to leave, and on top of that, will never forget my experience there, working in the top equity research department in Malaysia. Till our paths cross again, CIMB and my fellow beloved friends in CIMB Research.
The last 3 weeks in CIMB has been nothing short of fun. Altogether I had been in CIMB for 9 weeks. I continued to learn much more on shipping. Terence, the head of department, gave me an exercise to compile net profit with salaries of directors over many years, and to do that for many companies. It was interesting. It is the work and the method that taught me something new, and useful for my future analytical skills, which I hope to learn as time passes. My last piece of work, however, was the most interesting one. I had to do a forecast model for a shipping company, Orient Overseas International Limited (OOIL). There I learnt how the balance sheet, profit and loss, and cash flow statement all interacted together. So awesome.
I will also miss the new buddy friend I made there, Lionel. He is from UNSW and doing commerce as well. I could relate to him easily as we were both kind of in the same position. I hope to be able to see him again because it is likely our paths would not cross again until the not-so-distant future. Till the next time we meet I suppose.
Most of all I will miss Raymond, whom has taught me alot of things in CIMB. He always needs a helping hand and I am happy to lend my hand. Although he is teaching me so that I can help him, he is nevertheless giving me so much benefit by asking me to do work. I learn alot that way. Researching techniques more like it. On the 2nd last day of my CIMB internship, Lionel and myself treated Simeon, Winson, Raymond and Wei Wern to lunch at Yogitree in Mid Valley. On the last day of my internship, Lionel and myself went for lunch with Ireena, and Lionel bought me a delicious slice of cake from Alexis. I will never forget the moment when I said bye to everyone as I was about to leave, and on top of that, will never forget my experience there, working in the top equity research department in Malaysia. Till our paths cross again, CIMB and my fellow beloved friends in CIMB Research.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
What it means to be an analyst
From working as an analyst, life gets pretty interesting and its a whole new world out there. From my 2 months experience working in CIMB, the top research analyst house in Malaysia, I would like to share my views on what it means to be an analyst.
People may call you an anal-yst.
If you don't like a company, and write a bad report on it, you may get barred as an analyst from ever visiting the company.
By 38 years old, you already have alot of white hair from stress while working. So pay very good attention in taking care of your hair.
Never write in your report, "there are no major surprises." You should say "Although there are no major surprises,..." because there is surely something you are surprised about, even if you are surprised the company had a briefing at all, or surprised that they served food at the briefing, essentially surprised at something. Even though the results were not surprising at all.
Results season is the time when you don't get any sleep. So there are a few things you can do, you can pre-write and pre-sleep for your report.
Analysts always wish that they had more fun in uni, should party harder and everything we learn in uni is rubbish.
Working as an analyst, you start work at 7am, have breakfast at 9am to 9.30am, have lunch from 12-2pm, and finally go home about 7pm.
Researching always has 3 stages, the first stage is gathering data (which doesn't give you white hair), analysing data (which gives you abit of white hair) and thinking (which gives you alot of white hair).
In company briefings, management always tries to talk up their prospects. So whatever numbers they give you, just discount it by 30%. In the case of some companies, *ahem* Green Packet, discount it by 50%.
In company briefings, you always get freebies including a bouncey ball, a mug, a car screen shader, a usb port and a pillow so that you may like management and recommend their stock a buy.
When you are forecasting, it takes alot of consideration, but if you are optimistic about the stock you can put the numbers to make it look high, but if you are pessismistic about the stock, you can put the numbers to make it look low.
So thats all that comes to my head now of being an analyst, but keep you posted on more!
People may call you an anal-yst.
If you don't like a company, and write a bad report on it, you may get barred as an analyst from ever visiting the company.
By 38 years old, you already have alot of white hair from stress while working. So pay very good attention in taking care of your hair.
Never write in your report, "there are no major surprises." You should say "Although there are no major surprises,..." because there is surely something you are surprised about, even if you are surprised the company had a briefing at all, or surprised that they served food at the briefing, essentially surprised at something. Even though the results were not surprising at all.
Results season is the time when you don't get any sleep. So there are a few things you can do, you can pre-write and pre-sleep for your report.
Analysts always wish that they had more fun in uni, should party harder and everything we learn in uni is rubbish.
Working as an analyst, you start work at 7am, have breakfast at 9am to 9.30am, have lunch from 12-2pm, and finally go home about 7pm.
Researching always has 3 stages, the first stage is gathering data (which doesn't give you white hair), analysing data (which gives you abit of white hair) and thinking (which gives you alot of white hair).
In company briefings, management always tries to talk up their prospects. So whatever numbers they give you, just discount it by 30%. In the case of some companies, *ahem* Green Packet, discount it by 50%.
In company briefings, you always get freebies including a bouncey ball, a mug, a car screen shader, a usb port and a pillow so that you may like management and recommend their stock a buy.
When you are forecasting, it takes alot of consideration, but if you are optimistic about the stock you can put the numbers to make it look high, but if you are pessismistic about the stock, you can put the numbers to make it look low.
So thats all that comes to my head now of being an analyst, but keep you posted on more!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
The four heroes
Most left: Peter, also known as mr. funny guy who can crack up the funniest jokes out of the most not funny things. Also likes to saves money alot at dinners.
2nd from left: Chan, who other than being my best buddy is known for his 'pro' driving skills which includes able to turn a corner at 120km/h.
2nd from right: Joshua, also known as myself , the guy who usually plans all the outings and gives other people the chance to bond because of it. Also when he wants something, he has the face of a small kid who wants to go to a candy store.
Most right: Nick, he comes across as knowledgable about almost everything in general but likes to say the word "fucker" alot, although he really is a nice person.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Valentine love
Guys, you are the best!
Thanks for the awesome new wallet that Chan picked out for me!
Thanks for sharing with him the present.
Thanks for the wonderful blackforrest cake that you bought for me while pretending you got lost in the shopping mall.
Thanks for the piece of bread toy that has such wonderful handwriting on it.
Thanks for all the handwritten messages that I know I will cherish.
Thanks for the new handphone that my Dad gave me.
But most of all, thanks for coming!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
My first ever ever analyst briefing
Today I went for my first ever analyst briefing on the restructuring of Malaysian Airport Holdings Berhad(MAHB).
I was super, super excited!
I didn't know how it felt like to be regarded as an analyst by other people. I know that feeling now for the first time in my life.
It was quite an intellectual exercise trying to understand what he was talking about.
See if you could understand and analyse what the plan was as I explain it below.
Basically the plan was to scrap whatever the government was charging MAHB before and come up with a new plan which is a revenue sharing plan. The government would share 8.3% of MAHB's revenue from now on in return for building airports for them. Then MAHB will get to focus on being an airport operator instead of developer/operator. And it complicates at this point. For every $100m the government puts into an airport, their revenue share will go up by 0.3%. And for every year that passes the government revenue share will go up by 0.25% regardless of anything else. And this applies to ALL Malaysian businesses, not just airports. And there is also a compensation plan that if the revenue sharing results in any losses or unviability in running some airports the government will compensate MAHB for that based on marginal cost support. The result is that MAHB will always be commercially viable but have to give up some of their revenue. And they have incentive to expand overseas as overseas revenue is not subjected to the revenue sharing scheme.
Thats basically the core of what it was all about. Complicated huh?
But in the end I managed to talk to the CFO of MAHB as well as the chief investment banker of Maybank for organising the deal. It was a totally awesome experience. I enjoyed it alot.
And MAHB also provided good snacks for all of us. There were cheesecake, kuih, springrolls, dim sum and sandwiches.
After this experience I felt like I understood alot about airports but I know there is so much more to learn actually, and feel like going for my next analyst briefing! (which is actually on Monday)
Work is so exciting now!
I was super, super excited!
I didn't know how it felt like to be regarded as an analyst by other people. I know that feeling now for the first time in my life.
It was quite an intellectual exercise trying to understand what he was talking about.
See if you could understand and analyse what the plan was as I explain it below.
Basically the plan was to scrap whatever the government was charging MAHB before and come up with a new plan which is a revenue sharing plan. The government would share 8.3% of MAHB's revenue from now on in return for building airports for them. Then MAHB will get to focus on being an airport operator instead of developer/operator. And it complicates at this point. For every $100m the government puts into an airport, their revenue share will go up by 0.3%. And for every year that passes the government revenue share will go up by 0.25% regardless of anything else. And this applies to ALL Malaysian businesses, not just airports. And there is also a compensation plan that if the revenue sharing results in any losses or unviability in running some airports the government will compensate MAHB for that based on marginal cost support. The result is that MAHB will always be commercially viable but have to give up some of their revenue. And they have incentive to expand overseas as overseas revenue is not subjected to the revenue sharing scheme.
Thats basically the core of what it was all about. Complicated huh?
But in the end I managed to talk to the CFO of MAHB as well as the chief investment banker of Maybank for organising the deal. It was a totally awesome experience. I enjoyed it alot.
And MAHB also provided good snacks for all of us. There were cheesecake, kuih, springrolls, dim sum and sandwiches.
After this experience I felt like I understood alot about airports but I know there is so much more to learn actually, and feel like going for my next analyst briefing! (which is actually on Monday)
Work is so exciting now!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Very maafan
Right now I am in a very maa fan mode. Despite having had a few (pleasant) surprises in the last few days, I actually have a lot on my mind right now. From planning my 21st, to fixing my laptop, to collecting back my car radio, to applying for scholarship, to doing work, I am feeling tired and want to rest.
How good would it be if... there was magic. And one flip of the wand could solve the problem for us.
How good would it be if... everyday there was 30 hours, so I would get 6 more hours of sleep.
How good would it be if... there was no such thing as petrol and my car could run non-stop without refuelling.
Alas, this world is not perfect and I have to live through it.
By the way, I really want to thank God for the pleasant surprise He has given me this week. Although its not really confirmed yet, I am happy at the prospect. Can't believe I got it when the at first it was meant to be an application exercise.
After typing this out, I feel less maa fan now. Ok, time to get back to work. *currently in office and being overly productive, so here I am wasting time abit so that others won't call me an efficient bugger*
How good would it be if... there was magic. And one flip of the wand could solve the problem for us.
How good would it be if... everyday there was 30 hours, so I would get 6 more hours of sleep.
How good would it be if... there was no such thing as petrol and my car could run non-stop without refuelling.
Alas, this world is not perfect and I have to live through it.
By the way, I really want to thank God for the pleasant surprise He has given me this week. Although its not really confirmed yet, I am happy at the prospect. Can't believe I got it when the at first it was meant to be an application exercise.
After typing this out, I feel less maa fan now. Ok, time to get back to work. *currently in office and being overly productive, so here I am wasting time abit so that others won't call me an efficient bugger*
Monday, February 9, 2009
Klang Open 2009 folly
Earlier this month I decided to join a chess tournament all the way in Klang. Vastly overestimating my directional capabilities, on the day of the tournament itself, I proceeded to take off with my good friend Chan to the tournament place. We left around 7.15am, pretty early considering the night before we were playing pool over at Asia Cafe and obviously was lacking much needed sleep. Especially when sleep is needed the most in a chess tournament.
I have to really criticise my discipline. I purposely left Asia Cafe the night before so that I could sleep more. So I left at 10.45 and reached home about 11pm. I was telling myself that I was going to sleep straightaway because the next morning I had to wake up at 7am. But no that wasn't the case as I soon found myself talking on the phone with my good friend Addy because she sent me an sms and I was too lazy to reply her back. So I just called her. And the intended 5 min conversation lasted for 40 mins. Great. So preparing for bed and all, I went to bed at 12am.
I got around 6 hours of sleep the most. Then miraculously chan came to my house at 7am (he normally wakes up at 2pm), and off we were to the chess place after briefly discussing our maps to the place for about 5 mins. The plan was to follow the federal highway until we see Persiaran Sultan Ibrahim and then turn left. The thing was that I had never been to Klang before and obviously wasn't familar at all with that place. Furthermore, we are going specifically to Kampung Jawa which apparently is not a famous and big place in Klang.
Driving we were along the federal highway when suddenly we were already at the end of it and we ended up at the Pulau Ketam jetty. If you had read my posts before, I just went to Pulau Ketam a few days ago. No, this was not right. I was suppose to end up at Persiaran Sultan Ibrahim. But luckily somewhere near we saw a building called MPK. And there was an MPK on our map too. So looking from that landmark, we tried to figure out our way to Kampung Jawa. The ironic thing was that MPK is at a four-way road. So when figuring out our way we had to drive in all 3 other directions to try to "get" the map. After trying for like 1 hour, we were obviously lost.
Then we just decided to call my other friend, Sheun, who was following the school bus to the tournament to see if we could meet up with them. They said OK and to meet at the Petronas petrol station, which was near this Masjid with a yellow top. So apparently we were near a Masjid with a yellow top and there was a Petronas station nearby. But somehow we couldn't find it, and we gave them another call to go ahead first and we shall try to make our way there. Just right after the call, we managed to find the Petronas place, but obviously they were gone already. So we were again lost and trying to find our directions.
Then there was another friend, Zhuo Ren, who lived nearby the Klang komuter station whom had not leave for the tournament place yet and was going to, so we thought we'd follow him. But because of our lack of patience, we decided to try to "find" our way first and he ended up reaching the place. We thought that the Klang komuter station was the one near the Pulau Ketam jetty because it said Pelabuhan Klang.
Little did we know that the three forementioned events combined to become a disaster because...
TURNS OUT THAT THE PETRONAS MY FRIEND WAS AT AND MY PETRONAS WAS TOTALLY DIFFERENT
and
THAT PELABUHAN KLANG AND KLANG ARE TWO DIFFERENT PLACES
and
THERE WAS TWO MPKs IN KLANG AND WE WERE AT THE WRONG ONE.
which spells D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R.
It was all so ironic. We decided to call Sheun to ask her to go ahead because we somehow couldn't find the Petronas station even though we did pass it before, and before we could find it again, we just had to call her and ask her to go ahead first. So when we did find the Petronas station, it was too late because we thought she was there before, when she wasn't at all! And then our impatience of not waiting for Zhuo Ren for about 15 minutes could have actually saved us about 1 hr 30 mins when we would have known much more earlier that the Komuter station he was going to was totally different to the komuter station that was near the MPK building and the Pulau Ketam jetty. And there was no way we would know that would be two MPK buildings in Klang because heck I had never been to Klang before so how would I know!
So the $1,000,000 question is: SO HOW DID WE KNOW?
It was all really thanks to Zhuo Ren. When we finally tried finding the place for over 2 hours, we gave up. We drove to the Pelabuhan Klang komuter station and asked Zhuo Ren to come all the way from the tournament place back there to come pick us up. He was kind enough to agree. And when he actually did arrive (after driving through much traffic jam), we found out his description of the place "with alot of mamak stalls" contrasts hugely with the place we were at which was near the river of Malacca. We kind of got the idea that we were at the wrong place already. But weren't too sure about the Petronas and MPK yet. So we drove to the area around Petronas, stopped by, and asked a few people for some directions. One of the locals said "Kampung Jawa tu jauh la sana", little did we know how "jauh" did he meant. And we even drove to North Port, where all the shipping containers were, and asked more people. And after telling us to go on the Kesas highway, it finally dawned on us that we were in the wrong direction.
Upon arriving at Klang, not Pelabuhan Klang, it was a totally different story. We got lost again in the city area which was tres confusing. All in all, it took us 4 hours to reach our destination, Kampung Jawa, but yes we did eventually find it. We missed our first round of match and we gave our happy opponents a free walkover. Leaving at 7.15am, we finally arrived at 11.15am. It was an experience which consumed lots of my petrol and apparently I am an expert of Klang now.
I have to really criticise my discipline. I purposely left Asia Cafe the night before so that I could sleep more. So I left at 10.45 and reached home about 11pm. I was telling myself that I was going to sleep straightaway because the next morning I had to wake up at 7am. But no that wasn't the case as I soon found myself talking on the phone with my good friend Addy because she sent me an sms and I was too lazy to reply her back. So I just called her. And the intended 5 min conversation lasted for 40 mins. Great. So preparing for bed and all, I went to bed at 12am.
I got around 6 hours of sleep the most. Then miraculously chan came to my house at 7am (he normally wakes up at 2pm), and off we were to the chess place after briefly discussing our maps to the place for about 5 mins. The plan was to follow the federal highway until we see Persiaran Sultan Ibrahim and then turn left. The thing was that I had never been to Klang before and obviously wasn't familar at all with that place. Furthermore, we are going specifically to Kampung Jawa which apparently is not a famous and big place in Klang.
Driving we were along the federal highway when suddenly we were already at the end of it and we ended up at the Pulau Ketam jetty. If you had read my posts before, I just went to Pulau Ketam a few days ago. No, this was not right. I was suppose to end up at Persiaran Sultan Ibrahim. But luckily somewhere near we saw a building called MPK. And there was an MPK on our map too. So looking from that landmark, we tried to figure out our way to Kampung Jawa. The ironic thing was that MPK is at a four-way road. So when figuring out our way we had to drive in all 3 other directions to try to "get" the map. After trying for like 1 hour, we were obviously lost.
Then we just decided to call my other friend, Sheun, who was following the school bus to the tournament to see if we could meet up with them. They said OK and to meet at the Petronas petrol station, which was near this Masjid with a yellow top. So apparently we were near a Masjid with a yellow top and there was a Petronas station nearby. But somehow we couldn't find it, and we gave them another call to go ahead first and we shall try to make our way there. Just right after the call, we managed to find the Petronas place, but obviously they were gone already. So we were again lost and trying to find our directions.
Then there was another friend, Zhuo Ren, who lived nearby the Klang komuter station whom had not leave for the tournament place yet and was going to, so we thought we'd follow him. But because of our lack of patience, we decided to try to "find" our way first and he ended up reaching the place. We thought that the Klang komuter station was the one near the Pulau Ketam jetty because it said Pelabuhan Klang.
Little did we know that the three forementioned events combined to become a disaster because...
TURNS OUT THAT THE PETRONAS MY FRIEND WAS AT AND MY PETRONAS WAS TOTALLY DIFFERENT
and
THAT PELABUHAN KLANG AND KLANG ARE TWO DIFFERENT PLACES
and
THERE WAS TWO MPKs IN KLANG AND WE WERE AT THE WRONG ONE.
which spells D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R.
It was all so ironic. We decided to call Sheun to ask her to go ahead because we somehow couldn't find the Petronas station even though we did pass it before, and before we could find it again, we just had to call her and ask her to go ahead first. So when we did find the Petronas station, it was too late because we thought she was there before, when she wasn't at all! And then our impatience of not waiting for Zhuo Ren for about 15 minutes could have actually saved us about 1 hr 30 mins when we would have known much more earlier that the Komuter station he was going to was totally different to the komuter station that was near the MPK building and the Pulau Ketam jetty. And there was no way we would know that would be two MPK buildings in Klang because heck I had never been to Klang before so how would I know!
So the $1,000,000 question is: SO HOW DID WE KNOW?
It was all really thanks to Zhuo Ren. When we finally tried finding the place for over 2 hours, we gave up. We drove to the Pelabuhan Klang komuter station and asked Zhuo Ren to come all the way from the tournament place back there to come pick us up. He was kind enough to agree. And when he actually did arrive (after driving through much traffic jam), we found out his description of the place "with alot of mamak stalls" contrasts hugely with the place we were at which was near the river of Malacca. We kind of got the idea that we were at the wrong place already. But weren't too sure about the Petronas and MPK yet. So we drove to the area around Petronas, stopped by, and asked a few people for some directions. One of the locals said "Kampung Jawa tu jauh la sana", little did we know how "jauh" did he meant. And we even drove to North Port, where all the shipping containers were, and asked more people. And after telling us to go on the Kesas highway, it finally dawned on us that we were in the wrong direction.
Upon arriving at Klang, not Pelabuhan Klang, it was a totally different story. We got lost again in the city area which was tres confusing. All in all, it took us 4 hours to reach our destination, Kampung Jawa, but yes we did eventually find it. We missed our first round of match and we gave our happy opponents a free walkover. Leaving at 7.15am, we finally arrived at 11.15am. It was an experience which consumed lots of my petrol and apparently I am an expert of Klang now.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Experience Malaysia
So far experiencing Malaysia has been nothing short of fun. The outings we had and moments we shared makes everything just so worth while. No, this is not a love sentence for anyone in particular but it is for all my friends in Malaysia. And along the way, I discovered a few things about myself and am confident to say that I am a surer and more mature person now than I was before. Malaysia has done me good.
Despite some of the shortcomings.
I realised that it is OK to make mistakes as long as you are given a second chance. And for those people whom had to suffer because of my immaturity, I am forever thankful for your grace.
I never knew work could actually be so fulfilling. There is nothing right now that I would rather change because of past things. Yes, even working ungodly long hours can still be so fulfilling. I'd rather be in a job right now than jobless, because it gives me a sense of purpose, and without it, I would most likely be shaking leg at home and wasting my time somehow creatively.
What I do enjoy alot is living a full life. And after work I tend to go out with friends twice weekly and be close to some friends again. Those relationships last. Time does not break us apart. And I always look forward to more of those relationships. I don't mind having alot of friends but I always want my best friends just enough that I can count them with my fingers. I cherish the closeness of a few rather than just the proximity of many without experiencing friendship at its trueness.
Somehow, things do work out. No matter how complex it might seem and how much you plan, things don't go according to plan. But it works out somehow. Because life is not about planning but about spontaineity. To believe something will work out just as you planned it is naive. And to follow everything according to plan is just plain dull.
I would like to say thanks to God for teaching me more about life, thanks to my friends for giving me friendship, thanks to my parents for giving me a home, and thanks to my workmates for giving me a life. For I feel extremely appreciative at the moment, for I know that life doesn't last long. I hope I remember this. But alas, the only thing that history teaches us is nothing. I only hope.
Despite some of the shortcomings.
I realised that it is OK to make mistakes as long as you are given a second chance. And for those people whom had to suffer because of my immaturity, I am forever thankful for your grace.
I never knew work could actually be so fulfilling. There is nothing right now that I would rather change because of past things. Yes, even working ungodly long hours can still be so fulfilling. I'd rather be in a job right now than jobless, because it gives me a sense of purpose, and without it, I would most likely be shaking leg at home and wasting my time somehow creatively.
What I do enjoy alot is living a full life. And after work I tend to go out with friends twice weekly and be close to some friends again. Those relationships last. Time does not break us apart. And I always look forward to more of those relationships. I don't mind having alot of friends but I always want my best friends just enough that I can count them with my fingers. I cherish the closeness of a few rather than just the proximity of many without experiencing friendship at its trueness.
Somehow, things do work out. No matter how complex it might seem and how much you plan, things don't go according to plan. But it works out somehow. Because life is not about planning but about spontaineity. To believe something will work out just as you planned it is naive. And to follow everything according to plan is just plain dull.
I would like to say thanks to God for teaching me more about life, thanks to my friends for giving me friendship, thanks to my parents for giving me a home, and thanks to my workmates for giving me a life. For I feel extremely appreciative at the moment, for I know that life doesn't last long. I hope I remember this. But alas, the only thing that history teaches us is nothing. I only hope.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
