A bridge

Money, the weirdest thing in this big big world, it can help people, but it also may take hurts to us. I live in my hometown, Johor , so usually I can see many people go to Singapore to find a better job to earn more money.As the MYR is getting lower, people tend to seek for a great job to increase their income and exchange Singapore Dollar to Malaysia Ringgit, this is already become a culture for Malaysian. They have to wake up at 5:00 a.m., and wait for the traffic jam about 1 hour..........or more everyday. But, have we ever think about it....is it worth for us? I am very hate those people who always said: "Malaysia is not good.I want to find a high salary job in Singapore." , and then when they coming back to Malaysia, they start to mock us.

Have you ever think, who is the people who responsible to this country? Is it really the fault by government? Is it really good to work in Singapore? In my opinion, no, you yourself do not responsible to our country, and then you blame our government? Even you become a rich guy in future, don't look down us, because we have freedom, we love our country, we as a part of Malaysia, you don't. We work to enjoy, but you work for money. A bridge between two country, one side is your home, another is your working place.

Is money so important in our life? Of course, without money, we cannot buy clothes we like, without money, we cannot go to travel, without money, we cannot do what we like. My always tell me: "when you are graduated, you better go to Singapore to get job" I said: "I don't want, I don't want to become a foreign labor, I rather be toil, and work hard in Malaysia."

For me, Singapore is a place that everything already arranged for you, you don't have to fight for it as it is very convenience, but you have to buy for it. But in Malaysia, you must fight for everything for your right, and after you get it, you will get satisfied, that is the difference between these two places.

Father's Day

Tan Cheong Leong, he is the first man that I had seen since I was born. My father is a quiet person, basically he cover all the costs in my family even thought my two brothers and sister are already started to work. Father always give pocket money to me without any asking such as :"How much did you used by yesterday?What did you bought?Have you save your money? "

Unlike usual type of father, my father has less communication with family members and he never appear for any events of my schools (including primary and secondary) because of working . So....it is hard to understand what my father is thinking about. Does he really care about me?Does he ever take a look for my result? Does he has a autistic disorder?If yes, why he never told us?

My father is a businessman who is selling auto spare parts, many people are confusing about auto spare parts,let me explain about it, it is actually the parts of vehicle(majority are cars).During my foundation holiday, I decide to work work father, that is not the first time I had worked with him, but there are too many spare parts I need to remember. The thing that I was surprised is my father unexpectedly can remember all the spare parts name and prices for each of them. As most of the spare parts is made by metallic materials, so it is heavy and very hard to move. Suddenly I have a though that how is my father move these heavy things?

One day, I received some cashes from my father and he said:"Here is your fees for university"I tried to endure the tears. My father really affects me a lot even thought most of his time are spent in his work.Dad, I love you, and happy father's day.

My foundation life

I remember when I got my SPM results, and confuse which course should I take? I roughly see the content pages, I saw Graphic Design, but I do not know what is the course for, just know about it is something like drawing and painting. I was considering that if it is hard to study, should I consider for other colleges? If I am the worst student in the class, will they look down to me?

I like to observe drawing, and use pencil to sketch but not colour it because every time I paint my work, the colour looks like not balance and ugly and I am not confident on it.I started to join UTAR foundation in arts , I thought that my three semester are learn about art, but there is only one subject for art and design for each semester, and I felt bored. Luckily, I am not the worst guy in my class, and I made some crazy friends during the three semester, every starting for one semester, we just relax and go anywhere we like,we ignore the works. Until the last two weeks for the semester, there are so many works are waiting for us!!!!

And then we started to rush to complete the assignments day by day , even during eating time.Unfortunately, we are going to study our degree already, that means we have different courses with each other, and we will not play together anymore.

These friends,are truly friends, they dont care who am I and I feel very relax while accompany with them:)

11042015

冻结已久的账号

我又回来啦~~

没想到这一开又是三个月了

时间真的过的好快

感觉好像昨天才刚过完新年

前天才刚中学毕业

人生就是那么几十年吗T^T

不知不觉

我已经读了基础班最后一个学期了

而且下个星期就是大考

自己却懒得把书本打开做做笔记

在课室里的日子

就是和一群朋友嘻嘻哈哈

这里聊那里聊

两个小时的课堂也没收到什么知识

感觉就真的只是在浪费自己的时间

在中学时

我以为自己画画很强

但到了这间要说是大学又不算大学的基础班

很多人颠覆了我的思想

我看到了很多种人

一些很厉害画画却不善于沟通的人

一些什么都不会只是在追寻梦想的人

一些只是为了消遣时间而读书的人

甚至还有几位是被家长送来训练自己的纪律

也就是俗称的富二代

这些人让我的想法不断改变

那

我到这里的目的到底是什么？

记得上一个星期的presentation

在介绍我的作品的同时

班上的画画老师突然插了一句

"what is the concept of your drawing?"

我当时愣住了

因为我不知道为什么我要画那幅画

我连自己的最初的信念都不知道

在那里想了好几分钟

一句话都没说

老师也很失望的给我很低的分数

我也开始对自己失望

读设计这样

不就是作品要够创意够丰富才能突出自己的本色吗？

不是的。

只要自己的作品有意义包涵在里头

也会被欣赏

就像一粒叉烧包

表面上只是白白的皮

里面的内容却是异常精彩

看来我还得检讨自己处事的态度

加油陈炳耀:)

趁这个机会好好谢谢帮我庆祝生日的朋友们

在我看咸片时突发的惊喜:D

第二次的庆祝

小梅珊偷偷地在我上课时

一个人搭德士到宿舍

还有小梅珊亲手做的蛋糕！

和设计班的朋友一起去法国村和日本村:D

好不甘愿的租了这两套和服

更显得了这张照片的价值

至少它值40令吉

哈哈哈

一位好心的游客帮我们拍下了接吻的一幕

当然还带了这位小屁孩去见见世界

(没去过茨场街)