When any events come to the last day, you will either over excited or in extreme sadness. My last day for my first year at sabah had lead me to hyperactive. I am looking forward the days at kampar. Meeting all my doggies and friends.
Few days before my last day, my house already a big store for clothes and others fucking useless things. Countless boxes stacking in my house. The reason for so many things inside is because all service are FOC. All our friends putting their stuffs in here without paying. 8 of us in house and you can imagine every member of the family promise one of his friends enough. What my house will be??? One thing that make me so surprise was there was a girl who had 9 boxes alone. Im wondering what were inside the boxes????? 9 boxes!!!!!!




I packed my things from morning till the afternoon. I found that I had lots of useless things as well. Not really useless but seldom use. However I hardly throw it. It just like one day I might use it. My parents always scolding me keeping rubbish and it will more and more only.
My housemate see and housemaid keep looking their laptop. I understand their feeling as they are the last to leave and all of us were packing our things but they still have one week to go. Suffering period for them. They went up many friends to seek for movies as their meal and vitamin for the whole week. I experienced before and that’s why I understand them. Last semester housemaid was the first to leave and what I can do was looking her and say goodbye. Haihz…..
Well, at night we went sabah’s mamak for our last time in second semester. We went there to meet see’s admirer. We loved to went there with see and do you know y??? It was because with see at beside your service got would be totally different. This Indian guy tried to talk to see always and there was one time finally he could asked her name. The service differs much with and without see.
Lets discuss the example…….
Case 1: Me, Jason, and 2 coursemates went to mamak.
Most of us ordered roti canai and drinks. Idiots need time to prepare and we just gossiping around. Our next table came another 3 malay girls. They had ordered roti as well. That idiot took them 3 plates of curry on the table. (Roti din came yet)
Soon, our roti came and there were still no curry on the table. We called the idiot for many time but to no avail. One of my coursemate needed sugar. All of us called till the malay girls’ roti came only he took us curry without sugar. As a result my coursemate took it himself.
Case 2: Our last mamak visit for second semester.
Most of my housemate and definitely with see beside us. He saw us from far and he quickly arranged the table for us like a dog swinging its tail when it saw its owner back. Smile like an insane. Order for us so quickly and served so good. Asking this and that. Roti haven came but the curry was here on the table.
These are the normal food we ordered here.
roti canai kosong

mee goreng mamak

kuey tiao goreng

mamak place

So what would you comment on this Indian guy??? Like a salty wet guy??

note: there were many times and not only by this two I concluded.
















































