Sunday, November 28, 2010

何谓熟男

吃饭时间,我和几位朋友讨论了一个非常无聊的问题。何谓熟男?我就随口说了一句,“我们朋友之中有熟男么?”确实。这句话,必定让所有男士不满,但是何谓熟男?

一位女同事说,成熟的人,不管在任何场合,都能和别人相处融洽。是么?我大大的不展同。能否和人相处融洽,只是人的个性。如果一个人生性不爱说话,难道说他永不成熟?而那些能够很随和的和别人交谈,是好,但我不当他成熟,我称他为社交好,PR 好。如果用社交的态度面对所有亲友,此类人,我译为虚伪。在众多社交朋友当中的,又有几位是患难之交?说起来,此类人,更显孤独。适者生存。在任何转变的环境下,生物都回随环境而改变。面对不同的人,不同的环境,自然有不同的心态,不同处事态度。我不当他为成熟。

有的人认为,成熟等于对生活有一定的见解,有自己的想法。也对啦。可是说真的,这是所有人都会做的。只是自己的想法,对不对没人知道而已。对我而言。成熟的男人,定义不浅,会为自己所爱的付出努力,愿意担当责任,愿意为大众设想。他的思考经过磨炼,所见的,所闻的,所经过的,能够改变自己固执的想法。他不一定有领导作风,但至少不怕问题,不怕责任。

不对么?

Friday, November 12, 2010

Back to disaster

I hate to go back! Like a lot!!!! I just don’t understand them! Have us sent back by TUDM, and before the Merapi mount stop entirely, want us to go back there. WHAT IS THIS! A waste of air tickets and time! And that dusty place itself makes my nerves go tension. Not to include all the study stress yet! Now with every classes clump together, it doubles or triples my tension level! What is this man!

Ya… JPA never forced us to go back before 21st. But classes begin at 15th, even before airport is open (on 15th). Is this not crazy? Even when classes resume on 15th, we have tones of catch up to do. ARGH!!!!!! THIS IS INSANE! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Monday, November 8, 2010

Evacuated from Merapi Eruption

To experience life, you have to attend one funeral, and survive through one natural disaster. A sudden surge of emptiness, that is how I am gonna describe the feeling. As if nothing is more important than being able to breath, lecture notes, homeworks, properties, all left behind.

4th November
This time, there is no more ash rain. It’s stone rain. Rain drops as big as a corn, falling down the sky, hitting hard on the roof to produce symphony that shakes our attention. Rain with thunder plus another sound—low, repetitive, somewhat sounds like wind blowing across the sky. It is not wind! It is volcanic eruption!

5th November
Early morning, I was a bit emo. Perhaps the sky has changed my mood. The floor gets dirty every one hour after we mopped. The water drainage system behind got clogged. It is all dirty outside the house, and inside too.

I supposed to have no class that day, but I have planned a full schedule for my day. I even planned to send a few books to the photocopy shops, attend my French class etc etc. Okay, and the most important thing, I was angry at someone that morning. Frustration, grudges….

Then all of a sudden, everyone seems to be shifting away. Yanyi’s neighbor shifted, my French class teacher evacuated. Was wondering what was going on. Yinli messaged the Embassy and asked when we should evacuate. We expect a calm answer as usual, but not this time. “Evacuating now!” And all the frustration and grudges was left behind.

A sudden chaos. Phone calls, messages, packing…. Then, news came in “gather at IP at 9.45am!” We stared at the clock. 9.30am. This is crazy! And there is a lot of things that I couldn’t bring with me. I left behind plenty. Yinli went to check out if the news was true, while Hsiao suan sent our luggage to IP. Then Mak came to pick all four of us up to the gathering site. The whole road was practically full of dust; we couldn’t even spot the motorcyclist if they had never on their lights.


It was already full of people and bags. We will be evacuated to Solo, around 65km away from yogya. The place should be fine. 
Lim offered me a place in his car to go down to Solo. I accepted. A car was much comfortable than bus. But, as Mak’s car was emptier, and lim’s car was practically full, I switch to Mak’s car. So, we drove down Solo.
We checked into a “so call hotel” and stayed in. This so-call-hotel is not big, but we have to fit a number of people. Four people in my small rooms, and the pipe water was malfunction. We had only one small pail to fill the slow flowing water. So, imagine our clumsiness, with soaps all over, staring at the water to get filled up.  
Despite all this, we actually took a taxi to shopping mall. We bought cakes to celebrate Joanna’s birthday, and 21 wafers for ho hwee’s birthday. Muahaha.
6th November

 “Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday to you~~~~…..” A song for Joanna, celebrating her 20th birthday!

With Ho Hwee thinking we only celebrate for Joanna, we push out the 21 wafers and continue singing bday song for Ho Hwee.
We done some shopping and of course had a dinner in a tiochiu restaurant. Celebrating Birthday when we were actually evacuee… LOL… This is hell of a fun. To have fun despite all the tiredness and frustration, somehow it is a comfort.

We were told that we will be evacuated back the next morning. But during the meeting, they told us the airport was closed. No plane was allowed to fly. Crap! Stuck in Solo. There is mishap happens to a plane and to get in a TUDM (Army Plane) in requires a lot of procedures. So the flight was delayed. Some says it is even safer to not to fly coz u won’t know what will happen to the plane in the air. Merapi smokes and ashes might just kill us on the way back.

Disappointment! Uncertainties! ARGH!!!!

Then they told us that we will have the TUDM to come in the next afternoon. But it was not confirmed yet either. Waiting and waiting~~~ But one thing for sure. There was no lecture notes for a while. No study stress. Nothing at all. Just waiting to go back. That’s it.

7th November
We woke up early that morning. And today, there is much waiting. Waiting for gathering. Waiting to go to the airport. Waiting to collect passport. Waiting to pay money. Waiting for the TUDM plane. Waiting to get clearance. Waiting is much more tiring than studying the whole day. Waiting……

And from morning 7am, we waited until 4pm. Finally, we saw the plane. Grey. Short. Small.

We were disallowed to take photos, so i can only take from far.

The air tickets

We went in the plane from behind. It looks so unreal. So like computer games. So like a movie. Is so unbelievable that I am entering an army flight, C-130 Hercules Army Plane! And finally After all the waiting. I saw the plane. We can go home! We can go home!

There is some press conference, some announcement, with tv crew and reporters right after we landed. I don't get it. Isit that proud to run away from natural disaster? We are doctors! I felt a bit uneasy on this. We are doctors but we are running away like rats. Yea, i agree with yy. But somehow, to a certain point, it is better not to give burden to them by being a victims if your ability is limited. That is how i console myself.

8th November
I stayed one night in Yinli's house, as there is no more bus tickets to go back Malacca. Yinli's family was hospitable. And I left early morning with breakfast prepared. Really appreciate that.

Then i took an LRT to Bukit Jalil. The thing is, i had never been there, luckily Shida was with me, or i will be like a deer entering a village. Lost.

And yes. I am back, with unexpected holidays, not knowing when i can go back to study, not knowing what the futures lies to me. And i truly hope it will settle as soon as possible. Hopefully the mount wouldn't kill so many.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Mask

I don’t think I can be a surgeon, ‘cause wearing a mask every hour kills me. Those people who invented mask, they just assume that everybody’s face surface area is the same. None fits me well. And every mask looks extra big. I can put my fingers in through the side. And I just don’t get the point of having sonar for lower half of my face. Argh.


You know, government has his way of doing things. They proudly announced to the world that they donated RM4000 for student in Yogyakarta to buy mask and eye drops. There are around 500 students here, and each mask cost only 40cents. So, each of us gets 3 masks. And 2 persons share one eyedrop. Let’s say an eye drop costs us RM4. We only spent around RM1600 in total, which is not even half of the money. And tell me, does the eye drops cost so much when you buy in bulk? Neh… maybe my math is just too lousy to judge.

But seriously, I hate mask. And all this dusty road, dusty place, it ruins my mood.