Thursday 31 August 2017

Honey it's a great big world out there

This will be a post regarding my life after a level and my devastated recuperation.i went on 2 trips immediately after my a levels: Hong Kong and Port Dickson. I promise, PD blogpost will be up soon.  However, today I’m going to be talking about my very first working experience in my entire 19 years of living. *shrieks with excitement- not because of working but blogging this* 

Instead of translating my experience into prose like I always did in the past, this time I’d instead be segmenting them into questions. Lately, I’ve been flooding with tones of enquiries regarding my job. So let’s get started! (Great, now I’m beginning to sound like those quintessential Youtubers)

1. How did you apply for the job?
As a matter of fact, I didn’t! My friend offered me the job! Since both me and shop owner were desperately looking for workers and since it was during the month of Raya where most Malay workers would be plodding through their labour so I figure let’s take it. 

2. How was the interview?
I walked in to Adidas and the manager immediately handed me the application form. No specific skills or qualifications is required. I just inquired a few important ones. 

3. What’s your basic pay, commission, OT?
My basic pay is rm1248. Rm6/hour of wage rate. Even though it is off the minimum wage rate, it’s still enduringly low. However, the OT is about rm9/hour. Before y’all get ecstatic about the commission since your girl is working under one of the pretentious sports centre, we each get 1% of commission from our sales. HA. Talk about that.

4. Do you get any staff discounts?
Get this, even though I’m wearing Adidas attire at work, on my last day of work, I had to return everything. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to keep them either. I was given a pair of extremely worn out and luridly hot pink oversized sport shoes, 2 pairs of oversized yoga pants and dull coloured tee shirt for work. Can you picture how horribly hideous colours they are? Lastly, I don’t get to enjoy any staff discounts AT ALL as I was just a part timer. Talk about that. 

5. Share us with your experience!
-One of the most memorable experience that would forever engraved deeply in me would be during my first day of work: I was still waddling and wobbling through my day and all of the sudden there was this customer of mine enquired for my assistance and bought pairs and pairs of socks which worth rm1125 from me. I was absolutely overwhelmed that I caught a big fat fish on my first day of work. 

-I have had a few new friends from my work place. One of them would be this Chinese guy, whom I deeply revered and admired accessibly. He has helped me tremendously: from getting socks from the staff room on the first day of work, teaching me bout the barcodes and scanners, tying and loosening shoe laces, putting on price tags, hanging back the apparels neatly, to buying me Shih Lin fried chicken, my all time favourite Llao llao, Juiceworks, to confiding personal issues, to sharing his life experiences. If you’re reading this man, I just want to let you know how extremely grateful I am to have met you, to work alongside with you, to teach me, to being able to share my family’s secret recipe. I may be viewed as a dirty speck of dust in you but you are an extraordinary man for me.Thank you, I wouldn’t have made it without you. Ps, he is nothing but a mere bosom of mine, no personal relations is ever intended.

-On my 3rd mid week of work, I encountered some digressions at work for the first time. I was utterly being weighed down and so guilty by heart. However, there was a pair of gay Thai couple who somehow put a smile on my face and brighten up my day: He was contemplating to whether to purchase the pants in maroon or in black. I only saw him in maroon so this customer strode off to the fitting room and cladded in the black pants just so to ask for my opinion. How amusing was that! Then guess what? He took my consideration and eventually opted the maroon one like I suggested. He is the best and I shall always remember him. 

-A day without manager around is a day of full sloths! Every week of the day when the manager is not around, all of us would be fooling around and burying our heads down our phones and our eyes are glued to the screen. We got to try on the apparels and tried on those fancy pairs of Ultra Boost. I even threw on the cozy hoodie the whole day while I was working. Nobody noticed it as long as I hid the price tag well. 

Well, I guess that’s the end of my working experience. It was a short 32 working days, but I have gained and matured a lot. It has made me realise that there is opportunity out there awaiting for me to divulge, explore and engage for the greater good. I've loved how accessible it is being able to converse and interact with different kind of people everyday. I've also loved how fortunate I was being able to work with a group of people who are so helpful and awesome to hang around with. Thank you to those who dropped by either by coincidental or intentional. Its a whole new world out there. Well, there goes my first part time job. Till then, xx.

Sunday 27 August 2017

Summer Holiday 2017: Hong Kong

4 months ago, Cathay Pacific held major promotion on its flight to Hong Kong for lowest fare at 650 MYR. In the encumbrance and perpetual A2 stress, I decided to buy myself a return ticket to HK even though I have been there twice. I decided to travel immediately a day after the A2 massacre; thinking I could free my mind from all the emotional and mental stress that I have endured during the past 1.5 years. I was really excited to travel. Well, I spoke too soon- It was definitely a huge rush for me to travel immediately because I didn't have sufficient time to research and plan on my itinerary. I was wrong thinking of doing all these travel plans at the very last minute. Needless to say, I was immensely and eternally blessed and gratified of having to travel and foster under my dearest cousin.

KLIA DEPARTURE: 

HONG KONG DAY 1

Arrived in Hong Kong International Airport - Boy, look at the crowd. 
My cousin picked me up from the airport and we took Express Airport Terminal back to her home in 45 minutes. So convenient with their public transport.

Arrived in Sau Kei Wan station!
Arrived in Sau Kei Wan Station! It was sweltering hot 🔥


First Meal in Hong Kong. Ah the taste of grandma's home made dish 😋

The view from my cousin's place. Serenely beautiful. 

The
In the evening, we went for a walk around her condo. So breathtaking. I was eternally grateful to be here. Being able to witness and experience Hong Kong in a less hustle city lifestyle is what truly appreciates. 

Hong Kong Day 2: 

Both my cousin and I are relatively athletic and adventurous girls so we opted for a hike at Dragon's Back. Let me just say- HOW EASY AND EFFORTLESS WAS THAT HIKE. Despite that, we were still greeted with a pananorma of beauty and tranquility. In the midsf of hustle and bustle of the city in Hong Kong, Mother Nature still stretches its charm.







I took this photo when I was basking on the rocks at the top of the mountain. I screamed on top of my lungs: joy, sorrow, misery, pain, they were all audibly dispensing to this vast land. The view was so magnificent and at one point I thought I was on cloud nine.
Hong Kong Day 3: 
This was the day where I finally got to meet my cousin's pretty Japanese friend, Rei. Hey Rei, if you're reading this just to let you know that you've been an amazing friend to hang out with and I hope to see you soon!

The iconic Victoria's Harbour


We were trying to figure out what pose should we do for that camera 😂


Mong Kok street

// I experienced my very first typhoon in my life and I was strangely beyond excited. Everyone was dreading over its monstrous lash on the ground but your girl here was beaming broadly throughout the typhoon. There was a wave of ferocious gale slapping against my face and my hair was blown all over my face. My cousin and I were being rebellious; not heeding the security guards' warnings about venturing outside: As I struggle to trudge my way out to the gym, the gale was extremely at its call and I could literally feel like I was being able to blow away. It was a massive gale and what a night man. I was glad that we got to stay cosy at my cousin's place while my uncle cooked some scrumptiously warm meal to fuel us up. 

Hong Kong Day 4: Stanley Beach
As the pictures display, despite white and fluffy clouds hanging on the sky, the sun was still scorching ablaze my skin. Yes, your girl is obsessed with summer apparels but is afraid of the sun. The beach is nothing spectacular and the sand is coarse. Despite that, my cousin and I still had a blast 😉 




We headed over to a exorbitantly expensive restaurant for lunch in Stanley. I ordered steamed pumpkin quinoa with chopped cilantro and cranberries for a gist of health. HA

For tea time, my cousin and I took the bus from Stanley Beach to Central to travel as a typical Hong Kong citizen by having our tea time at this dingy stall for its famous pork chop bun. Well as you can tell from the picture, it doesn't look appetising at all. In fact, it was just a sad little poek chop bun. Sigh, we wasted 70HKD for that fallacy. 


Here we have my cutie pie Tricia! Ain't she cute ❤️; my cousin then took us another treat of ice cream to make up the strain and wreckage we just sustained back in that dingy pathetic restaurant. As you can tell from our ecstatic facial expression, everyone was beaming at the camera because the ice cream was absolutely delicious. It was like a party in my tongue! All the flavour were well balanced and thus happiness radiated undoubtedly. 

Hong Kong Day 5: Ocean Park

One of my favourite theme park with one my most of VIP I've ever needed. 

Hong Kong Day 6: Food Haven
I didn't do much on Day 6 except shopping for souvenirs so the title was used as a section where I lay out all the foods I've had and taken photos of in Hong Kong. Dim sums, bubble tea, Wanton mee, pork chop buns are Hong Kong's delights. Without a doubt, I had to try them before I left. Here we have a gallery of Kah Mun gobbling and swooning over Hong Kong's gastronomy 😛

This was the Typhoon night where my uncle made us warm and cosy dinner 😛

Wanton Mee @ Chee Kei in Causeway Bay

This egg waffle was definitely one of the best I've ever had and thank you Rei for the recommendation! 

My greatest grin that broadened my mouth when my eyes were feasted upon dishes upon dishes of scrumptious dim sum 😋 

What a feast!

Hong Kong Day 7: Last Day 
This was my last day in Hong Kong. It was as though a ton of dead weight being landed on my feet, I couldn't move nor trudge my way: this is already my third time visiting this piece of modernity. Each time I came, it left me with different feeling. This time, I felt extremely calm and serene, as I was being shunted away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the blaring sound of honks from the crossed vehicle drivers, the sardine-packed crowd at the MTR station, the gaggle and babble of living. Most importantly, this time, I learnt to appreciate and love what I have in the present: I've met 3 incredible friends of my cousin and we laughed and hanged around as though we have met for year. This has made me realised that I am living in the present, not the past nor future. The present is what it is. Thank you Hong Kong, for everything. I'll come back to you soon. Till then. 

Thursday 3 August 2017

Vacancy

''Tis the land I trod, no pavement nor valley
''Tis the sky I gaze, no clouds nor birds
''Tis the nature I brace, no tress nor follies 
I stand amid the garrulous waves of despair that stir, 
Splashing, pounding and hammering, 
With a feign of smile blinding through the cracks, 
And a heart that is shattered through the clanks, 
Vexed and debated:-
That no one seems to grasp. -Kahmun 2017

This is the poem that I wrote to my lecturer on his birthday that my classmates agreed on. It is a melancholic poem and it's ironic given it is my lecturer's big day. It has nothing to do with him as a matter of fact. However, I remembered distinctively how I garnered my thoughts and conveyed my obdurate to this despair:

I just landed from Hong Kong. Boarded the bus as I was rushing for Sir's birthday dinner. My curiosity and nosiness were what really pierced through my gut to check on you on social media. My eyes were treated upon murk that I've always avoided. Then, My tears were instantly rolling down my cheeks, the saltiness of those pearls fed my lips. I thought I had already moved on but guess what I was just another vulnerable and broken hearted girl. I was blanched in a saturnine mood. My heart literally pounded upon dead weights and metaphorically chocked in a cry of wreckage. With that image on my mind coupled with the gloomy weather, that poem written in ken of shatter.

ANYHOW, PEOPLE, IM POSTING THIS TODAY BECAUSE THIS IS AN AWESOME POEM TO BE FEATURED IN ANY OF YOU BROKEN HEARTED PEOPLE OUT THERE. I hesitated for a while contemplating to whether or publish this poem because it seems sensitive to me but hey its been 6 months now and I've recuperated because Paolo Coelho once says "Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we're living right now." There's no point crying over spilt milk, life goes on and the earth still rotates no matter what. I'm completely content with my life now, and i am beyond excited with what life offers because "I am an adventurer, looking for treasure." :)

/oh shit, there's an unintended pun/